Chapter 295: Operation
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When Hermione came out of the office, her mind was still dizzy.
Although the professor didn't say it explicitly, the implication was already very obvious. Sirius Black was innocent, or, at least to Harry, he was harmless.
She didn't know whether to tell Harry, but she didn't understand the truth, and it was annoying to say it, and she was already annoying enough now. As the Easter holiday approached, professors of various subjects increased their homework by appointment, and Hermione felt as busy as a spinning top.
The time converter was used to the extreme by her, but even so, she inevitably missed some lessons.
Hermione was somewhat thankful that the dueling study group was temporarily cancelled, because Harry focused all of his attention on the daily Quidditch training, and he had to discuss various tactics with Wood during daily intervals. The homework could only be completed in fragmented time. .
This caused the quality of the papers Harry submitted to drop all the way, but fortunately he was not the only one who got scolded.
Harry and Draco Malfoy were called into the office of the Professor of Transformation. "Gentlemen, I know you are preparing for the Quidditch finals, but this is not the reason you messed up your homework." Professor McGonagall boarded. Said with a face.
Yes, in the Quidditch final, Harry thought in a daze. Tomorrow is the first day of the Easter holiday, and the first Saturday after the holiday is the game between Gryffindor and Slytherin.
He regained his senses and stared at Draco Malfoy, his pale face with visibly dark circles under his eyes, and his gaze was provocative. This is just a microcosm of the tension between the two academies and the two teams. Recently, the conflict between the Lions and the Snakes has almost become apparent.
Draco's eyes flashed with a haze. He was under a lot of pressure on the team and was used as a jammer to delay Porter's offensive speed. This made him angry for a while, but when he thought of the speed of the Firebolt, he No temper.
He wrote to his family to find out the price of Firebolt, but his father rejected him rarely. This thing is better than his entire team.
2001 adds up to more expensive, he is a little unbelievable, who on earth gave it to Potter?
Wouldn't it be Potter's stupid admirer?
"...Never before. Two students are still in the hospital, leeks are kept in their ears, and seven people are confined..." Professor McGonagall's voice seemed to be used as a background sound of gunpowder-like staring at each other. , And obviously, McGonagall also discovered this.
She said angrily: "Go, I only say this once, but if you don't constrain..." She blushed and hesitated for a long time, but still insisted: "I will close your confinement, that's right. , Before the final! I will discuss with Severus."
Harry quickly assured Professor McGonagall that Draco's expression softened, and he squeezed a smile at Harry. Harry resisted saying anything sarcasm and shook his hand.
Coming out of the Transfiguration Classroom, the two people who were close together were far apart, Draco snorted contemptuously, turned and left. Harry returned to the common room when he heard Seamus yelling: "This is also called a holiday? It's far from the exam!"
Going over and taking a look, they found that they were counting the assignments left by each subject.
Dean Thomas broke his fingers. He has been counting for a long time: "...The history of magic, three two-foot essays; Potions class, three, one of which is three feet, Snape's brain must be in It’s water! The title is—Let’s see—Appreciation of the improved formula of the wolf poison potion..."
Dean cursed a **** in a low voice and said, "Why don't you take the final exam, why let us write this stuff?" He muttered, "What is the latest development in the field of potions... He just wants to show off." Research results."
Harry couldn't agree with him anymore, and Dean continued to chant: "...transformation class, two papers, and practice of transforming dead objects into living objects; astronomy class, twelve astrological diagrams..."
He heard the sound of retching next to him, and turned his head to see that it was Neville. His face was pale and he said, "Sorry, I'm a little nauseated..."
The twins leaned in and asked, "Want something refreshing?"
Harry said with a puzzled look: "Isn't this for colds?"
Refreshing agent is Madam Pomfrey's specialty. It has an immediate effect on colds and flu. The only drawback is that after drinking this agent, the ears will continue to smoke for the next few hours.
"We made improvements to make it worthy of the name," Fred said with a smile, "I will try to show it to you." He took out a piece of candy and put it in his mouth. "We made it solid and easy to carry. It can also be taken in class. Well, it’s a bit unpalatable, George, remember it, you can change it to fruit flavor..."
"Received, buddy," George grinned. He took over the job of interpreting and said to the little wizards: "You will be excited in the next few hours, except for a little sequelae..."
"Woohoo!"
Fred seemed to have been smashed by something, a burst of white smoke came out of his ears, and a loud siren sounded from his mouth. He said in good spirits, "If you see it, immediately relieve your fatigue, a worry-free, Cheng Huiqi Xi Ke."
Dean was very interested in this, and Harry looked at the homework piled up on the table, and he was a little moved. At this time, many little wizards had surrounded him and squeezed him outside. After lining up for five minutes, he found that every two minutes, Fred would pinch the time and make a siren sound, as if he was walking. Imitating a train.
He thought about it again and again, but backed out and found Ron and Hermione in the corner. Hermione's eyes were a little red, and she yawned in small mouths. He felt that Hermione needed more refreshing, or refreshing candy.
She wrote and drew on a piece of parchment, and Harry looked down and saw that it was a final review plan.
After a while, Hermione finally finished the task at hand. She bit the quill pen: "I should make the most of the Easter holiday. I have completed my homework for the history of magic and astronomy class—"
Ron said in surprise, "Don't you finish writing the ancient magic text homework every time?"
"The professor waived my homework, saying there was no need to waste time." Hermione said.
Ron let out a wailing, "How can this...I'm still looking forward to referencing your paper!"
"Actually," Hermione said sternly, "All of the top ten answers on the parchment ranking were exempted from homework."
Ron turned his gaze to Harry, his eyes full of expectation, and Harry shrank his shoulders. "I have to train most of the time during the holiday~www.novelhall.com~We have the advantage, but we may be overturned. This is The worst situation-Wood is finally crazy."
"Well, I'll write it, and loan it to you after finishing." Ron sighed.
Hermione snorted, but she didn't say anything, just got up and walked out of the lounge. After a while, she came back yawning, looking even more tired.
Harry continued the topic just now, "It sounds strange, Professor McGonagall no longer forbids me to go out..."
Hermione was agitated, and she was sober.
"What's the matter with you, Hermione?" Harry looked at her strangely. "Do you know why?"
"No, it's another matter. I'm not sure yet." Hermione said hesitantly. "When the Quidditch game is over, I have something to say to you."
...
The next morning.
Felix was neatly dressed and went to the ceremony.
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When Hermione came out of the office, her mind was still dizzy.
Although the professor didn't say it explicitly, the implication was already very obvious. Sirius Black was innocent, or, at least to Harry, he was harmless.
She didn't know whether to tell Harry, but she didn't understand the truth, and it was annoying to say it, and she was already annoying enough now. As the Easter holiday approached, professors of various subjects increased their homework by appointment, and Hermione felt as busy as a spinning top.
The time converter was used to the extreme by her, but even so, she inevitably missed some lessons.
Hermione was somewhat thankful that the dueling study group was temporarily cancelled, because Harry focused all of his attention on the daily Quidditch training, and he had to discuss various tactics with Wood during daily intervals. The homework could only be completed in fragmented time. .
This caused the quality of the papers Harry submitted to drop all the way, but fortunately he was not the only one who got scolded.
Harry and Draco Malfoy were called into the office of the Professor of Transformation. "Gentlemen, I know you are preparing for the Quidditch finals, but this is not the reason you messed up your homework." Professor McGonagall boarded. Said with a face.
Yes, in the Quidditch final, Harry thought in a daze. Tomorrow is the first day of the Easter holiday, and the first Saturday after the holiday is the game between Gryffindor and Slytherin.
He regained his senses and stared at Draco Malfoy, his pale face with visibly dark circles under his eyes, and his gaze was provocative. This is just a microcosm of the tension between the two academies and the two teams. Recently, the conflict between the Lions and the Snakes has almost become apparent.
Draco's eyes flashed with a haze. He was under a lot of pressure on the team and was used as a jammer to delay Porter's offensive speed. This made him angry for a while, but when he thought of the speed of the Firebolt, he No temper.
He wrote to his family to find out the price of Firebolt, but his father rejected him rarely. This thing is better than his entire team.
2001 adds up to more expensive, he is a little unbelievable, who on earth gave it to Potter?
Wouldn't it be Potter's stupid admirer?
"...Never before. Two students are still in the hospital, leeks are kept in their ears, and seven people are confined..." Professor McGonagall's voice seemed to be used as a background sound of gunpowder-like staring at each other. , And obviously, McGonagall also discovered this.
She said angrily: "Go, I only say this once, but if you don't constrain..." She blushed and hesitated for a long time, but still insisted: "I will close your confinement, that's right. , Before the final! I will discuss with Severus."
Harry quickly assured Professor McGonagall that Draco's expression softened, and he squeezed a smile at Harry. Harry resisted saying anything sarcasm and shook his hand.
Coming out of the Transfiguration Classroom, the two people who were close together were far apart, Draco snorted contemptuously, turned and left. Harry returned to the common room when he heard Seamus yelling: "This is also called a holiday? It's far from the exam!"
Going over and taking a look, they found that they were counting the assignments left by each subject.
Dean Thomas broke his fingers. He has been counting for a long time: "...The history of magic, three two-foot essays; Potions class, three, one of which is three feet, Snape's brain must be in It’s water! The title is—Let’s see—Appreciation of the improved formula of the wolf poison potion..."
Dean cursed a **** in a low voice and said, "Why don't you take the final exam, why let us write this stuff?" He muttered, "What is the latest development in the field of potions... He just wants to show off." Research results."
Harry couldn't agree with him anymore, and Dean continued to chant: "...transformation class, two papers, and practice of transforming dead objects into living objects; astronomy class, twelve astrological diagrams..."
He heard the sound of retching next to him, and turned his head to see that it was Neville. His face was pale and he said, "Sorry, I'm a little nauseated..."
The twins leaned in and asked, "Want something refreshing?"
Harry said with a puzzled look: "Isn't this for colds?"
Refreshing agent is Madam Pomfrey's specialty. It has an immediate effect on colds and flu. The only drawback is that after drinking this agent, the ears will continue to smoke for the next few hours.
"We made improvements to make it worthy of the name," Fred said with a smile, "I will try to show it to you." He took out a piece of candy and put it in his mouth. "We made it solid and easy to carry. It can also be taken in class. Well, it’s a bit unpalatable, George, remember it, you can change it to fruit flavor..."
"Received, buddy," George grinned. He took over the job of interpreting and said to the little wizards: "You will be excited in the next few hours, except for a little sequelae..."
"Woohoo!"
Fred seemed to have been smashed by something, a burst of white smoke came out of his ears, and a loud siren sounded from his mouth. He said in good spirits, "If you see it, immediately relieve your fatigue, a worry-free, Cheng Huiqi Xi Ke."
Dean was very interested in this, and Harry looked at the homework piled up on the table, and he was a little moved. At this time, many little wizards had surrounded him and squeezed him outside. After lining up for five minutes, he found that every two minutes, Fred would pinch the time and make a siren sound, as if he was walking. Imitating a train.
He thought about it again and again, but backed out and found Ron and Hermione in the corner. Hermione's eyes were a little red, and she yawned in small mouths. He felt that Hermione needed more refreshing, or refreshing candy.
She wrote and drew on a piece of parchment, and Harry looked down and saw that it was a final review plan.
After a while, Hermione finally finished the task at hand. She bit the quill pen: "I should make the most of the Easter holiday. I have completed my homework for the history of magic and astronomy class—"
Ron said in surprise, "Don't you finish writing the ancient magic text homework every time?"
"The professor waived my homework, saying there was no need to waste time." Hermione said.
Ron let out a wailing, "How can this...I'm still looking forward to referencing your paper!"
"Actually," Hermione said sternly, "All of the top ten answers on the parchment ranking were exempted from homework."
Ron turned his gaze to Harry, his eyes full of expectation, and Harry shrank his shoulders. "I have to train most of the time during the holiday~www.novelhall.com~We have the advantage, but we may be overturned. This is The worst situation-Wood is finally crazy."
"Well, I'll write it, and loan it to you after finishing." Ron sighed.
Hermione snorted, but she didn't say anything, just got up and walked out of the lounge. After a while, she came back yawning, looking even more tired.
Harry continued the topic just now, "It sounds strange, Professor McGonagall no longer forbids me to go out..."
Hermione was agitated, and she was sober.
"What's the matter with you, Hermione?" Harry looked at her strangely. "Do you know why?"
"No, it's another matter. I'm not sure yet." Hermione said hesitantly. "When the Quidditch game is over, I have something to say to you."
...
The next morning.
Felix was neatly dressed and went to the ceremony.
, The fastest update of the latest chapters of a certain Hogwarts magic text professor!When Hermione came out of the office, her mind was still dizzy.Although the professor didn't say it explicitly, the implication was already very obvious. Sirius Black was innocent, or, at least to Harry, he was harmless.She didn't know whether to tell Harry, but she didn't understand the truth, and it was annoying to say it, and she was already annoying enough now. As the Easter holiday approached, professors of various subjects increased their homework by appointment, and Hermione felt as busy as a spinning top.The time converter was used to the extreme by her, but even so, she inevitably missed some lessons.Hermione was somewhat thankful that the dueling study group was temporarily cancelled, because Harry focused all of his attention on the daily Quidditch training, and he had to discuss various tactics with Wood during daily intervals. The homework could only be completed in fragmented time. .This caused the quality of the papers Harry submitted to drop all the way, but fortunately he was not the only one who got scolded.Harry and Draco Malfoy were called into the office of the Professor of Transformation. "Gentlemen, I know you are preparing for the Quidditch finals, but this is not the reason you messed up your homework." Professor McGonagall boarded. Said with a face.Yes, in the Quidditch final, Harry thought in a daze. Tomorrow is the first day of the Easter holiday, and the first Saturday after the holiday is the game between Gryffindor and Slytherin.He regained his senses and stared at Draco Malfoy, his pale face with visibly dark circles under his eyes, and his gaze was provocative. This is just a microcosm of the tension between the two academies and the two teams. Recently, the conflict between the Lions and the Snakes has almost become apparent.Draco's eyes flashed with a haze. He was under a lot of pressure on the team and was used as a jammer to delay Porter's offensive speed. This made him angry for a while, but when he thought of the speed of the Firebolt, he No temper.He wrote to his family to find out the price of Firebolt, but his father rejected him rarely. This thing is better than his entire team.2001 adds up to more expensive, he is a little unbelievable, who on earth gave it to Potter?Wouldn't it be Potter's stupid admirer?"...Never before. Two students are still in the hospital, leeks are kept in their ears, and seven people are confined..." Professor McGonagall's voice seemed to be used as a background sound of gunpowder-like staring at each other. , And obviously, McGonagall also discovered this.She said angrily: "Go, I only say this once, but if you don't constrain..." She blushed and hesitated for a long time, but still insisted: "I will close your confinement, that's right. , Before the final! I will discuss with Severus."Harry quickly assured Professor McGonagall that Draco's expression softened, and he squeezed a smile at Harry. Harry resisted saying anything sarcasm and shook his hand.Coming out of the Transfiguration Classroom, the two people who were close together were far apart, Draco snorted contemptuously, turned and left. Harry returned to the common room when he heard Seamus yelling: "This is also called a holiday? It's far from the exam!"Going over and taking a look, they found that they were counting the assignments left by each subject.Dean Thomas broke his fingers. He has been counting for a long time: "...The history of magic, three two-foot essays; Potions class, three, one of which is three feet, Snape's brain must be in It's water! The title isLet's seeAppreciation of the improved formula of the wolf poison potion..."Dean cursed a **** in a low voice and said, "Why don't you take the final exam, why let us write this stuff?" He muttered, "What is the latest development in the field of potions... He just wants to show off." Research results."Harry couldn't agree with him anymore, and Dean continued to chant: "...transformation class, two papers, and practice of transforming dead objects into living objects; astronomy class, twelve astrological diagrams..."He heard the sound of retching next to him, and turned his head to see that it was Neville. His face was pale and he said, "Sorry, I'm a little nauseated..."The twins leaned in and asked, "Want something refreshing?"Harry said with a puzzled look: "Isn't this for colds?"Refreshing agent is Madam Pomfrey's specialty. It has an immediate effect on colds and flu. The only drawback is that after drinking this agent, the ears will continue to smoke for the next few hours."We made improvements to make it worthy of the name," Fred said with a smile, "I will try to show it to you." He took out a piece of candy and put it in his mouth. "We made it solid and easy to carry. It can also be taken in class. Well, it's a bit unpalatable, George, remember it, you can change it to fruit flavor...""Received, buddy," George grinned. He took over the job of interpreting and said to the little wizards: "You will be excited in the next few hours, except for a little sequelae...""Woohoo!"Fred seemed to have been smashed by something, a burst of white smoke came out of his ears, and a loud siren sounded from his mouth. He said in good spirits, "If you see it, immediately relieve your fatigue, a worry-free, Cheng Huiqi Xi Ke."Dean was very interested in this, and Harry looked at the homework piled up on the table, and he was a little moved. At this time, many little wizards had surrounded him and squeezed him outside. After lining up for five minutes, he found that every two minutes, Fred would pinch the time and make a siren sound, as if he was walking. Imitating a train.He thought about it again and again, but backed out and found Ron and Hermione in the corner. Hermione's eyes were a little red, and she yawned in small mouths. He felt that Hermione needed more refreshing, or refreshing candy.She wrote and drew on a piece of parchment, and Harry looked down and saw that it was a final review plan.After a while, Hermione finally finished the task at hand. She bit the quill pen: "I should make the most of the Easter holiday. I have completed my homework for the history of magic and astronomy class"Ron said in surprise, "Don't you finish writing the ancient magic text homework every time?""The professor waived my homework, saying there was no need to waste time." Hermione said.Ron let out a wailing, "How can this...I'm still looking forward to referencing your paper!""Actually," Hermione said sternly, "All of the top ten answers on the parchment ranking were exempted from homework."Ron turned his gaze to Harry, his eyes full of expectation, and Harry shrank his shoulders. "I have to train most of the time during the holiday~www.novelhall.com~We have the advantage, but we may be overturned. This is The worst situation-Wood is finally crazy.""Well, I'll write it, and loan it to you after finishing." Ron sighed.Hermione snorted, but she didn't say anything, just got up and walked out of the lounge. After a while, she came back yawning, looking even more tired.Harry continued the topic just now, "It sounds strange, Professor McGonagall no longer forbids me to go out..."Hermione was agitated, and she was sober."What's the matter with you, Hermione?" Harry looked at her strangely. "Do you know why?""No, it's another matter. I'm not sure yet." Hermione said hesitantly. "When the Quidditch game is over, I have something to say to you."...The next morning.Felix was neatly dressed and went to the ceremony.
