No matter how surprised you were yesterday, in the early morning of the next day, the sun will rise as usual.

In the hours before Maca fell asleep, from the pig's head bar to the Ministry of Magic to Azkaban, this journey may not be completed in a lifetime for many people.

But it doesn't matter, because only a few people know from beginning to end.

In this world, everything is happening every minute and every second. If there is nothing plain, there must be light and strangeness. Except for the parties, no one needs to care ... because they have no way of knowing.

And there is no doubt that Harry and Ron were also one of the uninformed.

"Oh! Kekeke ... who ..."

The genius was just bright, and Harry, who was dozing in the quilt, suddenly felt a sudden pain in his stomach, as if he had been punched by a monster, dragging him directly from his dream into reality.

But before he could open his eyes hard, he heard the direction of the opposite bed again sounding a sore voice similar to his earlier, dull and tragic.

These two murmurings must have woken up roommates other than Neville. At this point, even if he didn't open his eyes to observe, Harry could easily guess.

But he had to open his eyelids and take a closer look, because now he really wanted to know, which guy would actually wake him up in this way.

Seriously, he felt that he must have a fire. He must make people understand that although he is always polite to others, does not mean that he is bullying?

"Get up! Immediately!"

When Harry opened his eyes and looked vaguely, under the dual influence of not wearing glasses and just waking up in a dream, he could only see a dim and drowsy.

At the same time, a color block that looked like a back was dangling in his vision, making people wonder who the culprit was?

But Harry didn't care that he couldn't see clearly, because the familiar voice had long allowed him to distinguish the true identity of the person who came.

"Oh Hermione? You, you you ... how did you come in!"

Very good, Ron on the bed opposite had already asked him with very concise words, which undoubtedly gave him enough time to explore the existence of glasses on the nightstand.

Correct!

The glasses are in the old place where you can get your arms outstretched ...

That's right!

Picking up his glasses and putting them on, he can take a panoramic view of the world he is in.

That's it!

Even if it was indeed Hermione, he should severely blame her for letting her know that it was wrong to break into the boy's bedroom early in the morning to beat the friend's stomach.

And now is the moment when his Harry Potter reveals his majesty!

"Hermione!"

Harry shouted, his voice was loud, he felt a little deafening himself. This is a good start, and it is indeed a good start.

Then Hermione, who had turned her back on her back, suddenly turned around and stared at him with her hips folded.

"What's the matter, so loud? I don't know if I will wake other classmates?" She said angrily. "Not ready yet? Before the class time comes today, I still have a lot of things for you to do!"

"Her, Hermione?"

Harry heard that he couldn't help but feel that his momentum was habitually eliminated.

"What did you tell me to do?" Hermione said impatiently. "Forget it, it doesn't matter! Anyway, hurry up and get me clothes and give you two five points ... no, three minutes! Hurry up! "

After all, Hermione glared at Ron, who was sitting on the bed with a blank face, and walked out of Harry's bedroom, carrying her big schoolbag on fire.

So, as Harry had expected, there were only four boys left here, each sitting in bed with big eyes and small eyes, and they had all been awakened relentlessly.

"How did you bother her?"

Roommate Seamo grinned at his mouth and asked with a surprised look, but only Neville snorted softly.

After a little while, Ron finally couldn't help but said: "Harry, I think we should get up first and talk ..."

Hermione did mention the time limit of "three minutes" before going out, but that little time was obviously not enough for Harry and Ron.

Fortunately, Hermione seemed to be just urging, but she did not come in again, which was a blessing.

"Harry," Ron whispered suddenly as he was getting dressed. "I just appeared, and Hermione's eyes seemed to have dark circles around them, and I was worried if she ..."

"Who knows? But you said that, and I started to worry." Harry put his socks on his feet and whispered, "But she called us at least, even if there was anything, I think It shouldn't be the same as last time. "

Ron nodded as he heard that.

"Well, that's best!"

...

"Click"

Hermione didn't wait long outside, and as the handle of the bedroom door turned slightly, Harry and Ron, who had picked up themselves neatly, appeared in front of her from behind the opened door.

"Well, it's okay, let's go quickly ..." "Wait a minute!"

It's a toss of trouble, and everyone wants to ask what happened, and Harry and Ron are no exception.

"What's the matter?" Hermione waved her hand. "I know you want to hear explanations, but then say I'm in a hurry! Let's go!"

As she was saying, she had already taken her steps and was eager to walk to the common room.

"You have to say where you want to go first?" Ron asked quickly after two steps to catch up with Hermione.

When Hermione heard it, she realized that she had to calm down the two guys. After all, although it is still early, it may not even be possible for one person to meet. You have to be careful not to let people notice the three of them.

So she had to slow down a bit, and whispered when both of them were getting closer:

"There is an responsive room."

Since the day when r.a. was established, the place has always been a secret base, and everything that needs to be done there must be kept as secret as possible.

So Harry and Ron closed their mouths in silence immediately and followed Hermione tightly.

However, they didn't say anything, but the thought of Hermione in such a hurry couldn't calm down.

"What the **** happened, you said?" Harry scowled at Ron next to him, staring closely at the other person's face, trying to find an opinion that belonged to Ron.

Unfortunately, it turns out that the reality of talking with your eyes is probably not there.

"Oh, Harry, are you too sleepy?" Ron whispered, "No way, we were too late to do our homework last night ... bear with me first! I still care about Hermione and hope not to ... "

"To shut up!"

Hermione seemed to have heard Ron's words, and then turned around and glared at him again. Ron had to tighten her lips honestly and stop speaking.

It wasn't until the three men turned two corners that they entered the Requirement Room in the correct way. Hermione, who was always walking, turned around and looked at Harry and Ron.

This room is r.a.'s training room. Hermione didn't bother to choose another room. Maybe she thought it was enough.

The furnishings of this place have not changed a lot of bookcases against the wall, dummy training for spell training, anti-black wizard props for everyone to learn, all the same are still in the original place.

However, the original members have graduated, and those who do not feel necessary are gradually no longer coming.

Only a few members will come here when they want to practice on their own, and do the training that they have done in the past with those personal improvement projects again.

Sometimes Harry couldn't help feeling secretly: Obviously, the pressure that Voldemort brought to everyone was just now, but once you saw the desert in the training room, it felt like it had passed for many years.

"Harry? Ron?" Hermione looked at them in confusion. "What's wrong, I'll give you time to ask, but you won't say anything?"

"Ah, there are ..." Ron scratched his scalp and failed to finish what he said.

In fact, he would like to say that he has been working hard every day for these days, but the harder he works, the more he can feel that the surrounding area is gradually becoming empty.

Even Lavender Brown, who once chased after him, was hardly a word now.

"Okay! It doesn't matter if you ask, anyway, you will understand ..."

When Hermione saw that they weren't talking, they simply stopped talking about the two, and instead took off the book bag on the floor, and kept pulling things out from the inside.

Her actions soon attracted the still-expected Harry and Ron. But as more and more things were on the floor, they both began to wonder.

It was just that they had missed the best time to ask, and now if they asked again, they would have to accept Hermione's cold stare again.

So the two had to wait in a constant silence, waiting for Hermione's next move.

However, while Hermione was still preparing, Harry and Ron slowly saw some clues ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Although they were still not sure what Hermione was going to do, let alone Understand why you would be "smashed" from the bed.

However, it can be seen from the scratches on the surface of the paper, wood, metal, and crust blocks that there is a high probability that it will be related to ancient magic literature.

There are not many students who have officially studied ancient runes with Maca, and the best one is undoubtedly Hermione.

"Did Maca teach her something new?"

At this moment, Harry and Ron, thinking about this at the same time, looked forward to it. They wanted to see if Marca had any amazing surprises for them.

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