After about ten minutes, the sweaty Hermione finally staggered in from outside the house carrying her schoolbag and a bucket of water. As soon as she entered, she saw Harry and Harry sitting on the edge of Hagrid's bed. Enzheng looked at her strangely.
"Oh, why are you looking at me like that?"
Hermione's heart was pounding, and she tried hard to maintain a natural expression. She calmly dropped her schoolbag at the foot of the table, and slowly approached him with a small bucket of water.
"Were you lost in the tank, Hermione?"
Ron frowned and looked at Hermione, whose cheeks were wet with sweat and trying hard to hold back her breath.
"We just called you several times, Hermione, and...your hair..."
Harry also raised his eyebrows and pointed at a few shiny things stuck in Hermione's messy hair.
"Don't worry about that, Harry, it's just a few beans from the Bubble Branch." Hermione quickly fiddled with her hair a few times.
"Beans from Bubble Branch?" Ron and Harry looked at each other.
Realizing that the more she talked, the more flaws she would expose, Hermione interrupted the topic. She took Hagrid's dirty handkerchief back from Harry, washed it in a bucket, and then brushed Hagrid's handkerchief away with one hand. The other hand holding a handkerchief wiped Hagrid's beard, which may have made Hagrid a little itchy. After taking a few cramp-like breaths, Hagrid suddenly sneezed.
"Oh, this is really...I mean, kind of gross."
Ron touched his robe and the shiny mucus on his face as if he was about to spit it out.
It took some more time for Ron to get himself clean. However, after this episode, catching up with Professor Sprout's herbal medicine class had become a luxury. When the three of Harry returned to the greenhouse, the huge There is no student left in the greenhouse, and even Professor Sprout has returned to his office in the castle.
This morning, the third-year Gryffindors had a total of two classes. In addition to Professor Spratt's Herbology class, they also had to take Professor Flitwick's Charms with Hufflepuff. In order not to start school. On the first Friday, two professors were given solitary confinement, so they had no choice but to postpone the apology.
It wasn't until lunch that they saw Professor Sprout at the professor's chair in the auditorium. However, they never found a chance to rush up to explain because all the professors, including the deans of the four colleges and Professor Lu Ping, They stretched their necks and faced Dumbledore. They seemed to be discussing an extremely serious matter. They did not notice that almost all the young wizards were attracted by what they were discussing.
"Didn't quite hear it-"
The professors did not end their discussion until the auditorium was almost empty. Harry and the others had no choice but to leave the auditorium and find another opportunity. On the way back to the lounge, Harry and Ron's roommate, Neville, said to them,
"I only heard Professor Dumbledore say a few words, little wizard, safety, and negotiating with the school board-"
Neville looked frightened;
"Perhaps this morning's Daily Prophet made Professor Dumbledore think that Black might rush into Hogwarts and massacre us at any time!"
"Stop talking nonsense, Neville!"
Hermione secretly glanced at Harry, who had a dull expression, and said quickly,
"It is impossible for Black to break into Hogwarts. Professor Dumbledore already said on the first night of school that no disguise can fool the eyes of the dementors. As long as we stay in school, no one can harm us!"
Neville blinked his round eyes, and judging from his expression, he seemed to think that the person who didn't understand the situation was Hermione.
It was not until the evening that Harry and Ron finally took the time to rush to Professor Sprout's office after finishing their classes. Because Professor Lupine had warned them in advance, neither Harry nor Ron dared to make any excuses to deceive them. The headmaster of Hufflepuff, they honestly explained why they missed the Herbology class, and this honesty also brought them a little luck. Professor Sprout did not confine them. However, she asked Harry and Ron to find a way to complete papers related to the cultivation of bubble branches and how to safely remove the fruits from the pink pods.
"Bubble branches and fruits--"
Ron came out of Professor Sprout's office and looked at Harry in confusion.
"If my mind wasn't confused by the smell of alcohol spewed out by Hagrid, Harry, didn't Hermione go to visit Hagrid with us this morning? How did she get herself into a mess?"
"Besides, she went to the library directly after dinner,"
The confusion on Harry's face was no less than Ron's, and he added,
"She doesn't seem to be worried at all that Professor Sprout will confine the three of us. This is not her style."
After discussing for a long time in front of the office door, neither of them could come up with a reasonable explanation. It was still early, so after a brief discussion, Harry and Ron decided to go to the library to ask Hermione.
In order to take care of the flowers and plants, Professor Sprout arranged his office on the first floor of the castle, which is not close to the library. Harry and Ron ran wildly in the corridor on the first floor, and when they arrived at the foyer At that moment, Harry, who seemed to be aware of it, subconsciously glanced at the bright moonlit courtyard of the shaman. With just one glance, his steps paused, with a look of surprise on his face.
"Oh, be careful, Harry!"
Ron, who was following Harry, accidentally touched his freckled nose to the back of Harry's head. He rubbed his sore nose and said dissatisfiedly.
"Look, Ron!"
Harry ignored Ron's thoughts. He hurriedly pulled Ron down to the door and pointed at the two figures chatting under a leafy tree in the courtyard.
"Snape and Malfoy?" Ron was predictably surprised, "Who are they planning to harm?"
"We can figure this out." Harry said as he quickly pulled out his heirloom invisibility cloak from his bag.
According to past habits, Harry would usually hide his invisibility cloak under the bed in the dormitory. However, the failed experience of following Professor Blaine during the summer vacation and Professor Blaine's instructions before the start of school made Harry change this habit.
The sound of wind lingering in the courtyard made the rustling sound of the two people walking on the grass less harsh. Harry and Ron approached quickly with gentle steps, hunched over, and when they got close to a certain distance, Malfoy's figure became clear. At this moment, Harry's face immediately turned livid uncontrollably.
"You see, Ron, Malfoy is just pretending!" Harry said angrily through gritted teeth.
Under the moonlight, although Malfoy's hand injured by Buckbeak was still bandaged, it was no longer hung by a rope around his neck. Instead, it hung down naturally, with no sign of any abnormality.
Ron nudged Harry's ribs to tell him to shut up.
The conversation in the courtyard was coming to an end. Harry and Ron held their breaths and could only hear Snape's last question through the faint hum of the wind.
"If you never tell who is threatening your parents, Draco"
Although Snape's tone of voice was a little impatient, it was still much more humane than the way he spoke to other young wizards.
"Then what do you think I should do to help you?"
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