In the end, neither Harry nor Harry received any substantial punishment, but an hour later, he would rather go to the trophy display room to clean up than open any more fan letters on the table.
The boy couldn't understand why Lockhart took so much pleasure in seeing the letters.
And Hermione couldn't figure out what Ani was thinking.
Not only did he wear a gauze scarf that smelled bad, making him look like Quirrell, but he also wanted her to cooperate in doing some weird things.
"The reasons are very complicated. You can learn Occlumency with Harry at Christmas. If you successfully master this skill, I will tell you the whole story. But before that, I need you s help."
The atmosphere in the other office was much better than Harry's. A man and a woman were sitting on the sofa chatting. What was placed in front of them was not the same annoying letters, but delicious Linlu and a large plate of various snacks. .
"No problem, leave it to me."
The girl knew that the other party wanted to plot against a professor, so although she felt timid, she still agreed.
She believed in Aini, and believed that what he did must be justified, and that Lockhart must have done some shameful things.
It is precisely because of this that Aini also gave the little witch enough trust. Even though his plan this year was of great importance, he didn't want to hide it from Hermione.
He is different from Dumbledore. To put it mildly, Dumbledore said he bears everything on his own, but from another perspective, he might not be called a single husband.
I entrust you with a task, and arrange the details and precautions clearly, but don't say a word about the reason and purpose of doing so. This kind of approach is exactly what Aini hates the most.
Perhaps the fact that little Riddle grew more and more crooked back then had something to do with Dumbledore's handling style. After all, not everyone was willing to be his pawn.
No one can deny that Dumbledore is an easy-going white wizard in terms of attitude. But the longer we get along with him, the more we will understand that there is no companion in the old headmaster's heart, and no one can be equal to him.
Dumbledore may be at the helm, but no one can keep up with him and move forward hand in hand.
Well, there may have been one, the first-generation Dark Lord who was also extremely talented...
But these have nothing to do with Aini. What does other people have to do with him? Just be careful not to treat others in ways that you hate.
Just like now, now that Hermione has been given enough trust to help participate in the plan, Aini doesn't mind telling the girl the relevant information. But for safety, the little witch must first learn the art of Occlumency.
As for mastering Occlumency, Hermione said - if you learn it, won't you be able to do it?
The logic of academic master is that simple.
After explaining some details to the girl again, Ani handed Hermione the manuscript he had written in the past few days.
"It's almost half done. Try to finish it before Christmas."
When teaching, he gathered the wool, used advanced magic perception to absorb knowledge, arranged for Defense Against the Dark Arts professors, and even introduced the medicine into Peter Pedillo's mouth.
Aini's daily schedule is full, and he can still find time to complete a textbook. Even he feels amazing.
Thanks to the fact that I sleep less and less now, otherwise I would have to consider borrowing a time turner.
Ani is very curious about this thing, but for some reason, every time he thinks about the time turner, his perception becomes vague, as if he doesn't want to have anything to do with it.
No one in the magical world dared to ignore the warning of spiritual sense. There was no reason why he had to use it, so Ani gave up the idea of contacting the time turner.
Hermione had used that thing in the original trajectory, but the girl had already accepted Aini's suggestion. If she gave up a few electives, she would have no reason to apply for a time turner.
"Let's go and eat first."
Ani canceled the soundproofing spell, stood up and opened the door.
Oh, it's really yours, Peter.
A certain professor raised his lips and moved his right leg to the side.
"Chichi!!!"
A limp rat screamed and jumped up. Its tail, which was stepped on by someone, suddenly tightened, and the body was violently dragged back to the ground.
"Chiji..."
After Ani let go of his foot, the mouse tried to get into the house again, but he kicked it and shot it into the opposite wall.
Seeing the girl running out after hearing the sound, Aini closed the door with a bang.
"It looks like Ron's Scabbers."
Hermione took one look and was about to step forward to pick up the groaning mouse lying on the ground.
"Don't touch it! Use the levitating spell."
Ani quickly stopped him because the smell of urine on that thing hadn't been washed away yet.
"Wingardim Leviosa~"
The little witch flicked her wand, and the malai mouse on the ground was suspended in the air, moving with them towards the auditorium...
"Thank you, Hermione. I didn't even realize it was missing."
At the long Gryffindor table, the red-haired boy extended his hand to catch his pet after thanking him, but thinking of the scene in the morning, he subconsciously lowered his arm.
"Do you still want it or not?"
The girl is a little impatient. Why do you raise it if you dislike it so much? It's so annoying that after dinner, I have to go back and proofread the manuscript.
How about wrapping it up with the hem of your robe? Ron hesitated for a moment, but still didn't take the initiative to pick up Banban.
Although washing hands is easier than washing clothes, Hogwarts students don’t have to do their own laundry!
"Hey, Ronnie, your rat doesn't look very energetic. I have a good rat tonic here. All you need is..."
Fred rubbed up behind Ron out of nowhere, reached out from his brother's shoulder and pulled out Scabbers.
"Pfft~"
Before he could finish speaking, Ron spurted the chicken drumstick out of his mouth.
"Ugh~ cough cough... vomit..."
When Scabbers was pulled up next to Ron's face, the pungent smell instantly defeated him.
The little wizards around him quickly moved away from here. It was really disgusting to come here during dinner.
The girls, especially, have decided to stay as far away from Ron as possible next time.
"what happened to him?"
George asked in confusion as he patted his brother on the back.
Harry looked at Scabbers, who was being held by Fred, and didn't know how to answer. Do you want to tell him that when he got up today and went to the toilet, he looked down and found a mouse floating on the water? Then he put away the gun in a panic and peed his pants?
Thinking of this, the boy's eyes suddenly became unfriendly, and the mouse looked at him even more unkindly.
Although it looks like a mouse, the core inside is a real living person. This is literally the top...
Peter had never dared to look Harry in the eyes because of James and his wife, but now he felt that his courage was back!
"*~"
After swearing, Fred threw his hand against the wall beside him. What does this mouse smell like?
Fortunately, Percy had already finished eating and left, otherwise, whether it was swearing or throwing his original pet against the wall, it would be enough for a model brother to write a book to his mother.
but……
"Pa~"
Fred touched his forehead, but he didn't dare to say anything.
"You two follow me."
Bill nodded to the twins and walked towards his office first without looking back.
Will the twins slip away?
Oh, that way the three brothers can relive some childhood memories...
