Neville stood alone in the corridor, his hands clenching unconsciously.
"It hurts, it hurts..."
The armor he used as his sparring partner screamed, and Neville finally reacted. He was a little embarrassed when he looked at the armor hand that was crushed by him.
Hermione noticed Neville's abnormality, and she was a little worried about Neville.
"Neville?" Hermione asked softly, approaching Neville.
"Hey, oh, hello." Neville was too busy trying to squeeze his armored hand back.
Ron saw the crushed hand, swallowed hard, and whispered to Harry: "He can definitely crush my head with one hand."
Harry also nodded with understanding. Neville was much taller now, and his arms were obviously thicker. He used to have a small belly, but now it is gone, and his chest muscles are well developed.
If it weren't for the loose wizard robe, it probably wouldn't be able to cover it.
Hermione leaned over worriedly. She was a careful girl and could naturally tell that something was wrong with Neville.
Just as the three little ones were comforting themselves, Malfoy's voice sounded like he was in need of a beating.
"Hey, Neville Longbottom, are you scared out of your wits?"
Ron immediately turned around as if he smelled the scent and shouted: "Get out of here, Malfoy!"
Malfoy ignored him and still provoked: "Three laps of the Black Lake, come or not."
"What are the three circles of the Black Lake?" Harry didn't know what he was talking about.
Upon hearing this, Neville gave up his hand on healing the armor and said to Malfoy, "Add weight."
Malfoy grinned and turned around to leave.
Neville thanked the three little ones: "Thank you for taking care of me. I'm fine, just a little..."
As the words came to his lips, a lonely look flashed across Neville's face, and he quickly walked downstairs.
Harry said in surprise: "When did Malfoy and Neville have such a good relationship?"
Hermione glared at the stupid boy with hatred and said sharply: "Have you never noticed what Neville is wearing?"
"What?" Ron also looked confused.
"The emblem, what Percy said, the emblem of the Star Society."
The future Minister of Magic and her two idiots, Hermione seemed to be looking at two rotten logs.
Ron said in disbelief: "No, I don't even know when he joined."
Harry nodded repeatedly. The two of them were in the same dormitory as Neville and had never noticed this.
Hermione looked tired, tired, destroy it.
There was a thumping sound behind them. They turned around and saw Moody limping towards this side and said in a rough voice: "Do you see where Longbottom is?"
...
Neville had weights tied to his body, and an armor was dragged behind his back by a rope. There was a wooden board under the armor, and he was still yelling: "Slow down, I'm going to fall apart."
He sprinted with his head down, and behind him was Malfoy, who was gritting his teeth and sweating profusely, also pulling a suit of armor.
The armor shouted loudly: "Woohoo, I am a knight, run faster, my little dragon."
Malfoy wanted to throw the armor into the water, but tentacles surfaced on the edge of the black lake.
The giant squid is watching from the water, and some mermaids also pop up to bet on who will win between the two.
John sat on a large rock that still showed signs of being dragged along.
He stared at Neville and said, "Neville has something on his mind today."
He thought about Neville's parents in the hospital, thinking that the Cruciatus Curse brought back bad memories for Neville.
Next to him, Heinrich took off his robe, wearing short sleeves, and handed a glass of water to John.
After taking it and drinking it down, John narrowed his eyes and thought: "It's time to deal with the matter of Neville's parents. They were tortured by the Cruciatus Curse, which caused some mental problems."
To groom a person back to normal is no less difficult than performing soul surgery. John has unicorn psychic magic, so he should be able to try it.
After looking at the magic power that would be upgraded in a few days, John decided to give it a try after the upgrade.
After three rounds, Malfoy sat down, and the armor behind him waved the picked branches dissatisfied: "How can you stop."
"Shut up!" Malfoy glared at the armor fiercely.
Looking up and looking ahead, Neville was still running.
"Neville." John stood on the stone and looked at Neville, telling him to stop running.
Turning his head, Neville didn't know whether it was sweat or tears on his face.
His eyes were red, trying to vent his emotions through this method.
John touched the badge lightly and said with a smile: "Your parents, I will cure them for you."
Neville, who was still able to hold on, seemed to have been drained of his strength. His feet became weak and he knelt down by the lake. He tried to stand up but had no strength. In the end, he put his hand on the ground and wiped his eyes with one hand.
"John, I know, I know, how they tortured my parents. Others say my parents are heroes, but, but I..."
Neville had runny nose and tears. He had been holding it in for too long.
Everyone in Qunxing Club did not laugh at him, but waited quietly.
"I just want to see my parents doing well, even if they call me Neville." He shouted loudly.
Everyone is mourning the loss of the savior Harry Potter's parents.
However, that year, Neville Longbottom's parents also encountered something unexpected.
Malfoy staggered to his feet and said viciously: "Stop crying, I'll run one more lap with you!"
John glanced at Malfoy's trembling legs with a strange expression, waved his hands wordlessly and said, "You'd better go back to the lounge and lie down, Neville, okay, believe me, I can treat your parents."
Neville burst into tears, finally letting out all the emotions he felt coming out of the hospital.
The next day, Neville was in high spirits, as if nothing had happened.
John writes in the auditorium.
A hundred owls flew into the auditorium, and they were bustling with activity.
Unnoticed, a black long-eared owl flew to John's shoulder.
Basil, the white snowy owl, nuzzled Riddle, and then the two owls flew away with several letters each.
"I'm going to the Forbidden Forest. I don't have enough unicorn horns."
To treat Neville's parents, a potion is needed. The unicorn horn from last time was made into a potion and given to Nagini.
Friday.
In the classroom, John still performed stably, and he was a ruthless scoring machine.
Except for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, John almost always scores the most points.
Malfoy also answered a few questions and received 5 points.
After one day of classes, John went to the secret room of the Star Society.
Before entering, he took a look at the magic.
Since the beginning of school, no one else has come in.
"This confusion spell is very powerful. What does he want to do?"
John walked into the secret room and raised his hand to summon the next star map.
After testing all aspects of the secret room, John upgraded the wooden door.
Opening the weapons arsenal, John entered and filled it with the required materials.
He turned the arsenal into an assembly line for making Rings of Strike and various products.
Through the large-scale permanent alchemy array, the secret room of the Star Society operates and produces.
There is a faucet in the secret room of the Star Club, from which pure magic wine will drip. Other liquids with impurities will flow back into the secret room delivery pipe and become the magic power that maintains the secret room.
Put the lid on the wine bottle, seal it with a layer of wax and put it in the wine storage cabinet.
When John went out, he happened to meet Luna.
She was wearing the shooting star shoes given by John. They fit perfectly, but the cool pattern didn't look like a good match for a little girl.
"John." Luna's voice was clear and pleasant.
John didn't mind when she saw him walking out of the Star Club, and said with a smile: "Just in time, I'm going to find you."
Luna tilted her head, her expression looking a little dazed, "It looks like a good thing."
"Of course." John walked beside Luna and said softly: "If you are free tomorrow, I have a gift for you."
"I want to look for the Scimitar-Horned Snorlax tomorrow." Luna responded.
John smiled and said mysteriously: "What a coincidence, I am also going to look for the Bent-Horned Snorlax. Have you forgotten that I promised you last semester?"
Luna's eyes lit up, and the two made an appointment.
The two separated on the stairs, and John went to the library, where he was looking for some books about the soul.
In the library, he met Hermione.
He stared at the medal on Hermione's chest and hesitated: "Vomiting?"
"It's SPEW, the Society for the Promotion of House Elf Rights!" Hermione said angrily.
John's eyes widened and he asked doubtfully: "Did you create it?"
Hermione nodded and said, "Yes, I originally wanted to name it 'Campaign to Ban Cruelty to Our Magical Animal Friends and Improve Their Legal Status', but it wasn't quite appropriate."
"It's really inappropriate," John said speechlessly, "So you want to fight for equal rights for house elves?"
"That's right!" Hermione felt that communicating with John was much easier than communicating with those two idiots. She smiled and invited: "John, can I invite you to join us?"
"Sounds good."
Hermione's smile grew brighter.
The next second.
"But I refuse!"
A smile froze on Hermione's face.
She didn't dare to ask confidently: "Why?"
