Chapter 45 My letter!

The first weekend in February was sunny.

Because Valentine’s Day is coming, on the grass in the school courtyard, by the Black Lake, and by the Forbidden Forest, there are suddenly many pairs of senior men and women cuddling each other. They ignore the little wizards of the lower classes. Pointing, even turning a blind eye to the dissatisfied gazes of the professors, touching the tips of noses affectionately, biting each other's ears, not caring whether the occasion was appropriate.

"Why don't the prefects and professors care about immorality?"

Having gotten up early and went to the library, Hermione found at least five or six such couples on the way. Hermione thought angrily as they passed by.

Today’s library is even quieter than usual. Except for the stern Mrs. Pince, who is still sitting in her usual seat, holding a book with a gold cover and reading in trance, there are hundreds of books behind her. In the narrow passage, between thousands of bookshelves, there are only a dozen senior students who are about to face the O and S exams.

However, this did not affect Hermione's mood for studying. She skillfully and quickly shuttled among the rows of bookshelves, looking for the books she needed.

Ah, I found it

Hermione stopped in front of the bookshelf with dozens of tomes with old covers, jumped up and pulled out a forgotten book from the top. Ancient magic and curses, after opening it, he leaned on the shelf behind him and read the detailed and complicated words in the book, hoping to find the cause of Colin and Justin's petrification.

Because Fred and George ran away without even saying hello, Wood had to angrily announce the cancellation of today's training plan.

This also made it rare for Harry to have a comfortable weekend after getting up early for training. He originally planned to accompany Hermione to search for clues, but before leaving, Ron held him back,

Ron puffed his cheeks and stuffed a small piece of grilled sausage into Banban's mouth, "Don't waste your precious weekend time on unnecessary things. Come on, Harry, Seamus has changed into a new set of Gobstones. I can borrow them to help us pass the time." Then, Harry was easily convinced, and Hermione was left alone in the end. Go to the library alone, hoping to find some clues about the attack in the ocean of knowledge and the river of history.

The sunlight passed through the dust in the air and the gaps between the bookshelves, forming strange lights and shadows on Hermione's young and serious face. As time went by, the bookshelf around Hermione It was getting higher and higher, almost reaching over her delicate shoulders.

Amosta, who came from the forbidden book area, looked at it silently for a while. Somehow, his heart felt a little rippled, as if he saw himself in Hermione.

"Miss Granger"

"Ah, Professor Blaine." Hermione, immersed in the book, turned her head blankly when she saw Professor Blaine walking over with a smile. , she quickly closed the books in her arms and stood up straight in a bit of a hurry,

"Sorry"Professor, I didn't realize you were here"

Except for the awkward first meeting in the school hospital during the Christmas vacation, this was the first time Hermione had met Professor Blaine in a private setting.

Amosta glanced at the books in the arms of the uneasy little witch and understood. He nodded to Hermione and asked gently, "I am looking for clues about the secret room"

After receiving a positive reply from Hermione, Amosta glanced around and said in a surprised tone

"Are you the only one, Miss Granger? Your good friend Bo Where are Mr. Weasley and Mr. Weasley? They didn’t come to help you.”

“Oh, they”

The little witch with messy hair immediately became angry and was about to vomit. They were talking about Harry and Ron, but when the words came to his lips, it turned out that Harry had to go to Quidditch training, and Ron was also studying his Herbology homework in the lounge. Only she completed her homework in advance, so there was nothing wrong. Come and visit the library

"Hoho"

Even without Legilimency, Amosta could tell that this was a lie, but he did not expose it. He nodded in understanding,

"The strong will always be lonely, Miss Granger, keep up the good work. ”

After leaving such a meaningless sentence, Amosta left directly.

It wasn’t until long after his back disappeared around the corner of the rows of bookshelves that He Min was still standing there stupidly, looking at Professor Blaine's back, chewing over and over again the inexplicable words she just said in her mind. Somehow, as if she had received some powerful encouragement, she hugged the man who had been studying all morning. Her arms were no longer sore, and her amber-like brown eyes were bright again.

"Come on, Hermione"

Hermione clenched her fists and said to herself, and then she was full of energy. He threw himself in front of the bookshelf again.

Amosta was walking on the lively streets of Hogsmeade. Perhaps because of his identity change, many young wizards who came towards him took the initiative to talk to him. Say hello, and Amosta nodded to them very friendly.

But suddenly, not far to the right, two wizards wearing black cloaks and not very tall asked Amos. Ta frowned, and after a brief thought, he deviated from his established goal and followed them into a remote alleyway.

Amosta followed them all the way to the Pig Head Bar, but, But she didn't follow him in. Instead, she waited quietly outside the door with amusement on her face.

As expected, within a few minutes, the grumpy boss's loud voice rang out in the bar. With a roar, the two men in black ran out of the bar with staggering steps. Before they had time to exchange opinions, they looked up and saw Amosta, who was looking at them with a sneer twenty feet away.

Uh

The emotions of embarrassment, fear, and helplessness tore at the hearts of the two men in black robes. They stood at the door of the Pig Head Bar with fear, waiting for the punishment to come.

The man on the right suddenly woke up, lowered his voice, and quietly pulled his accomplice's sleeve, and the accomplice who was reminded immediately understood , then, a hoarse voice coughing heavily came from under the black robe on the left,

"Ahem, don't meddle in other people's business, boy, we kill people without blinking an eye."

Amosta stared at the two Weasley boys who ran away quickly with a dark look on his face, determined to find an opportunity to show him some color.

After turning around and walking not far, I saw Percy Weasley and her Ravenclaw prefects in a teahouse that was filled with mist and everything seemed to be decorated with ruffles or bows. My girlfriend kissed passionately under the golden little angel.

This family is all top talents in the wizarding world

Amosta turned his head and pretended not to see this scene, and walked quickly towards the Three Broomsticks Bar.

In the evening, Hermione told Harry and Ron, who had been dejected in the lounge all day, what Professor Blaine said in the library in the morning, but unfortunately, Harry and Ron could not Find out what that sentence means.

"But"

Ron wrinkled his nose and waved his arms in the air unconsciously,

"It sounds pretty cool, right? If I , Oh no, I mean you, Harry, in the Quidditch final, Gryffindor fell behind 0140 against Slytherin, everyone resigned, and you were the moment before Drian Pusey made the fatal shot. , caught the Golden Snitch in front of Malfoy, and then said these words, I bet, Harry, Malfoy could be so angry that he couldn't eat for a year."

"If that's really the case , Ron, I am absolutely happy to help Malfoy eat his year's worth of food in one day."

Harry also imagined the scene Ron said in his mind and laughed happily. .

Hermione rolled her eyes at him, and just when she was about to criticize him, there was a sudden noise in the hall, and a large group of people were running around something quickly. Come in.

The expressions of Harry and Ron, who were enjoying themselves, froze, and Hermione quickly realized that something had happened. She quickly dropped the food in her hands and ran over to inquire.

On the marble stairs, President Dumbledore rushed down with a few professors with serious expressions. After a while, he dispersed the crowd and led Amosta, who was driving Lockhart, up. stairs.

The Slytherin heir began to move again

Harry, who was in a good mood just now, his heart sank into the ice water, and he immediately thought of the worst possibility. After looking at Ron with a pale face, the two of them hurriedly followed.

On the hospital bed in the school hospital, Lockhart was no longer as elegant as before. His hair was messy, his bloodshot eyes were wide open, and he was making uh-uh-uh sounds with all his strength. It seemed that What to say in a hurry

Pang FuMrs. Lei was checking his body. Judging from her serious expression, the situation seemed serious.

Dumbledore was very reasonable and allowed the students to come in to visit Professor Lockhart. The students stood outside the curtain, exchanging uneasy glances with each other, while Hermione squeezed to the front of the crowd, looking at Lockhart, who looked miserable, suddenly covered his mouth and sobbed softly

Uh

And seeing this scene, Amosta felt guilty secretly, reflecting on whether he had gone too far. However, when he saw Professor Snape standing in the shadows, seemingly trying hard not to laugh, his mood calmed down again.

"How is it, Poppy"

Dumbledore stood in front of Lockhart's bed, not letting anyone see his expression, but from the sound of his voice, it seemed that his The mood is heavy.

"Very bad, Principal Dumbledore"

Mrs. Pomfrey quickly glanced at the sullen Professor McGonagall and explained to everyone,

"Severe alcohol allergy, Headmaster, he will probably spend Easter in a hospital bed. Doesn't anyone know that Professor Lockhart is not good at handling alcoholic beverages?"

Lockhart Isn't the professor's most wanted birthday gift a box of Ogden's aged Firewhiskey

Hermione, with tears in her eyes, raised her head blankly after hearing Madam Pomfrey's judgment.

"It's all my fault, Principal Dumbledore"

Amosta stood up with a sad face,

"I didn't do it Knowing the situation, I invited Professor Lockhart to drink without permission. Oh, he probably agreed because he didn’t want to offend me. I feel really ashamed of this. If you allow me, I can take the blame and resign now."

Before Professor McGonagall took a step forward, to everyone's surprise, Professor Lockhart, who was looking at the dying Professor Lockhart, actually spoke with his strong willpower. , he stretched out his hand towards Amosta with difficulty and swaying, and murmured inaudibly,

"Xixi, letter"

"What did you say? "Professor Lockhart, what else do you have to explain?"

Amosta immediately squeezed Dumbledore away nervously, half-crouched in front of the bed and held Lockhart's hand. The hands hidden in the sleeves were ready to mend the spell at any time

"Cluck Ranger"

Unexpectedly, Lockhart suddenly called Hermione's name again. Amosta frowned, but finally complied with Professor Lockhart's last wish and summoned Hermione to the bedside.

"I'm here, Professor, what do you want to say to me?"

Hermione's face was filled with tears, and her voice was extremely sad, "You need me What can I do for you, Professor?"

"You two fans?"

A livid Lockhart spat out word after word,

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