嗯 "Huh? What should you do?" Harry said puzzledly.

"She's going to take so many classes!" Ron opened his eyes wide. "This morning, I heard she talk to Professor Victor, who is the witch who teaches arithmetic and fortune telling-they are talking about yesterday Homework, but it was impossible for Hermione to go to the arithmetic divination class yesterday because she and us took the protection of magical biology class! "

而且 "And Ernie McMillan told me that Hermione has never missed even a Muggle research class, but this class conflicts with divination less than half of the time, and she has never delayed any divination!"

Harry didn't have time to discuss Hermione's unsuccessful course schedule. He had to rush to write Snape's thesis.

Ron was always chattering beside him, which made him very depressed.

For Maca, no one knows what he is busy with, but he has been running to the principal's office recently, which makes him look more hurry than Hermione.

Harry and Ron met him only a few times.

I had to say that they all felt that every time they saw Maca, they found him looking more tired than the last time.

"What happened to him and Hermione?"

One day, while Harry and Ron were walking to the common room, Ron couldn't help complaining.

"Who knows?"

回答 Harry answered the password, drilled through the door, and immediately saw Hermione still behind her pile of books.

"May I sit down?" Harry asked Hermione.

"I think so," said Hermione, removing a large sheet of parchment from a chair.

Harry looked at the cluttered table, and looked at the long, ink-free paper on arithmetic divination, and then looked at the longer Muggle research paper, and the magic Hermione was debating. Text translation.

说明 "Explain why Muggles need electricity?" Ron stepped forward, looking at the Muggle research paper, saying it word by word.

Hermione reached out and rolled it up-its ink was dry.

"Okay ... oh! I need to feed Bam Bha tonic!" Ron yelled suddenly. "Maca gave me another vial before. That worked!"

Hermione ignored him at all, and Harry waved at him.

"... So, how can you handle so many things?" When Ron left, Harry turned back and asked.

哦 "Oh, 唔-you know-work hard." Although Hermione was a little bit indifferent, she at least showed that she didn't care.

Harry got closer and realized that she looked almost as tired as Maca.

"Why do you learn a lot of two?" Harry asked.

Then, Hermione picked up another book, searching for her magic script dictionary.

"I can't do it!" Hermione said casually.

Harry picked up the dissertation on arithmetic and divination, and after reading it a few times, he felt a little dizzy-the number table and various calculation formulas above were really too complicated.

"Arithmetic divination looks really scary ..." Harry frowned.

哦 "Oh, no! Arithmetic divination is wonderful!" Hermione showed a sincere expression, "Arithmetic divination is my favorite course! It's ..."

Although Hermione gave him a detailed introduction, Harry still didn't understand the magic of divination.

At this moment, a stupid shout came from the stairs of the boys' dormitory. No one spoke in the common room, and everyone stared at the door with fear.

Hurrying footsteps, louder and louder, and then ...

Ron jumped into everyone's sight and covered a bed sheet with him.

看 "Look!" He growled and strode to Hermione's table, "Look!"

Ron shouted, shaking the sheet in front of her.

"Ron, what are you looking at?"

"Spotted! Look! Blotted!"

敏 Hermione stepped back and avoided Ron with her twisted face, she was totally at a loss.

Harry looked at the linen that Ron was holding—something red on it that looked scary, like—

血 "Blood!" Ron yelled in a panic of silence, "It's dead! Do you know what else is on the floor?"

"No, I don't know ..." Hermione's voice trembled.

Ron threw something on Hermione's rune translation, and Hermione and Harry looked forward. They saw the long, pointed cat fur scattered on the weird, long and pointed rune characters.

Uh ...

In recent days, Ron and Hermione's friendship seemed to break down-both of them were so angry that Harry didn't know how to remedy their relationship.

Ron was so annoyed that Hermione never thought of Crook Mountain's intentions to eat, and never willing to take a closer look at Crook Mountain.

认为 He thinks that Hermione is still pretending that Crook Mountain is innocent at this moment, and actually suggested that Ron go to the bottom of all the boys to look for spots.

Hermione, who had returned, said furiously that Ron had no evidence that the yellow hairs might have been there since Christmas, and since the day when Crook Mountain jumped to Ron's head in that magical zoo Ron has always been prejudiced against her cat.

个人 Harry personally thought that Crook Mountain did eat the spots, and tried to point out to Hermione that all the evidence points to this point. At this time, she also lost her temper against Harry.

"Well, standing on the side of Ron, I know you will!" She said angrily, "First the crossbow arrow, now it is spotted. It's all my fault, isn't it? I can leave the crossbow arrow, At least you won't be embarrassed, but this time, leave me alone! Harry, I have a lot to do! "

Ron looked very sad when he lost the rat.

"Okay, Ron. Haven't you been talking about how disgusting Moban is," Fred said cheerfully, "and it's been out of spirit for a long time, it's a little bit ... you know, dead. It may well be better soon. "

"Fred!" Ginny said indignantly.

"Spotting is just eating and sleeping all day long, Ron, this is what you said." George said.

"But ... Maca has been giving me nutritious rat food," Ron said miserably, "Isn't it, Harry?"

哦 "Oh-yes, fried peanuts, that's really delicious!" Harry said.

"Maybe Maca is making Bian Bian the rat food taster!" Fred couldn't help laughing, "This is probably the most valuable thing he has done in his life! Oh, well, Ron, Reconcile with Hermione, and then buy another mouse. What's the use of lamenting? "

Harry convinced Ron to go to the field with him to watch the last training of the Gryffindor team before the game, so that Ron can ride a crossbow after the training as a last resort to make Ron happy.

"Good idea! May I try the ball too?"

好像 It seemed that Ron had forgotten the spots for a while, so they went to the Quidditch stadium together.

The next day, Harry, who had a crossbow of fire and had undergone rigorous training, surely won.

After the match, everyone wrapped around Harry and went to the Gryffindor common room together. A lively party continued into the evening.

Fred and George Weasley disappeared for two hours, and when they returned, they were carrying a bottle of butter beer, hissing pumpkin juice, and a few sacks of honey from the Duke's Store candy.

"How did you get it?" Angelina asked.

At this point, George began tossing toad mints into the crowd.

我们 "We got a little help from the moon face, worm tail, bigfoot, and pointed fork," Fred whispered in Harry's ear.

只有 Only one person did not attend this happy party.

Hermione sat in the corner incredibly, trying to read a big book called "The Life and Social Habits of the British Muggle Family".

Seeing that Fred and George started playing with butter beer bottles, Harry took the opportunity to leave the table and come to Hermione.

"Have you never been to the game?" Harry asked.

"Of course I've been." Hermione didn't look up at Harry at all, and her voice was a little strange. "We're glad I won. I think you're doing a great job, but I must finish it by Monday This book……"

"Come on, Hermione, come and eat a bit." Harry glanced at Ron, and the other side was smiling happily. He couldn't help thinking: Is Ron's mood good enough for He? Min is making peace?

"I can't ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Harry, I have 422 pages to read!" Hermione's voice sounded a little hysterical, "Again ..."

She also looked over to Ron and whispered, "I'm afraid he won't want me to participate."

This matter is plain.

Because Ron deliberately picked this opportunity and said loudly: "If Blob is not eaten, it can eat a few of these Fudge flies, and it has always liked to eat--"

Hermione suddenly cried.

Her nerves have been straining lately, no matter whether it is busy in class and study, or all kinds of things, it keeps her in a state of depression ... but Harry still didn't expect it, she really said Cry and cry.

Before Harry had time to say or do anything, Hermione clamped the big book under her arm, sobbed and panicked, opened the door opening, and ran out of the Gryffindor common room.

"Can't you let her take a break!" Harry couldn't help but said a word to Ron, then glanced at the door. "It's night, I think it's best to get her back as soon as possible ..."

Ron also glanced at the half-open doorway, he tangled a little, but his face was still narrowed.

"No," Ron said flatly. "If she shows regret-but she never admits she was wrong, that's what Hermione is like! She still looks as if she's gone on vacation or something ... "

Harry sighed, sighed, and then ran out helplessly towards the doorway.

"It's so late, it's so dark everywhere, where will Hermione go?" He couldn't help thinking, "If you think of Hermione's character, you definitely won't run out at night, but night tour. It ’s against school rules! "