NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 411 New Semester
There has always been a saying among Hogwarts students: the new semester has already begun when they enter platform nine and three-quarters. Although according to the official statement of Hogwarts, the new semester does not officially start until the day after the opening dinner, students prefer the previous statement.
But no matter what, it is always a happy thing to meet classmates you haven't seen for a while on the train. The students exchanged their vacation experiences in their respective compartments.
But if there are those who are happy, there will naturally be those who are unhappy.
The atmosphere in Harry's box was a bit silent, or...heavy.
"I really don't know, so many things happened during this holiday." Hermione looked at Harry opposite with some worry, and glanced at the shining prefect badge on Ronald's chest - exactly the same as her own. Prefect badge.
Due to some reasons, Hermione did not appear at the Black family's old mansion during this holiday. Moreover, due to a series of events, she was unable to contact Harry during this holiday. Moreover, due to the intervention of the Ministry of Magic and some pure-blood families, the entire wizarding world None of the newspapers published anything about Harry's hearing, so Hermione didn't know what happened during the holiday until she got on the train.
"Remember what Solim said to us?" Since Ronald was present, Hermione didn't speak clearly, but she believed that Harry understood what she meant.
"The war has begun." Hermione was a little scared. She had not personally experienced the era when Voldemort was raging, but she had learned about that dark history from all aspects, and she knew that the situation would only get worse.
"With Dumbledore here, there is nothing to worry about." Ronald waved his hand and seemed unconcerned, "What's more, isn't Professor Dumbledore what the mysterious man is most afraid of? As long as he is here, Hogwarts will be safe."
Hermione glanced at the prefect badge on Ronald's chest again. She wanted to say something, but finally chose to remain silent. Hermione thought she was dazzled when she first saw the prefect badge on Ronald's chest. At that time, Neville next to her also had a look of astonishment on his face. From their point of view...or from everyone's point of view, Harry becoming a prefect was a sure thing, something that did not need to be discussed at all, but the reality gave them all a hard blow. He has a big mouth.
Ronald is actually a prefect? Hermione couldn't believe that Professor Dumbledore and McGonagall would choose Ronald instead of Harry. Before getting on the train, she secretly grabbed Harry to ask the truth about the matter. Hermione thought at first that it was Ronald who took the money from Harry. I borrowed the badge to show off my authority.
Unexpectedly, Ronald... Hermione really didn't want to describe her classmates this way: a student who was lazy, slow, deserted in class, and relied entirely on copying homework could actually become a prefect.
Hermione felt that if Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall were not blind, then she, Neville... and others must have been under some kind of magic, which led them to think that Ronald had a prefect badge on his chest—— ——In fact, there is nothing there. Hermione decided to take a nap at Hogwarts, and maybe the world would be normal when she woke up.
Yes————Hermione thought that a world in which Ronald could be a prefect was abnormal.
"Neville and I didn't find you when we were shopping for back-to-school supplies in Diagon Alley. Did you buy them in advance?" Hermione decided to change the topic, and at the same time she restrained her gaze to avoid directing it at Ronald's chest. Aim up.
"Uh... About this," Harry scratched his head, "Ronald's mother has bought all our things for us in advance..."
"And when we came here, the Ministry of Magic sent us a car, and we were accompanied by two Aurors." Ronald's tone was full of showoff, and people who didn't know better thought he was some big shot.
In fact, the Ministry of Magic sent people mainly to protect and escort Harry, Ronald and several of his brothers and sisters just incidentally. But Ronald has this ability. He can easily describe himself as a supporting character like the protagonist, thus attracting a large number of audiences. He has done this in Hogwarts more than once.
Of course Hermione knew who Ronald was, and she understood that the Ministry of Magic's focus would only be on Harry.
"Is it this serious?" Hermione was a little frightened, "They actually think that Death Eaters will attack you in the street?"
"Well... they said it was just a safety measure." Harry didn't want to talk about this at all, because it sounded like he was weak.
"Did you find out?" Neville looked a little embarrassed in the atmosphere and chose to speak, "They have found a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."
This topic has become a must-have on the train to Hogwarts. Because they change the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor every semester, students often start discussing what this year's professor will be like on the train.
"I knew it as soon as I saw the book list." Hermione was a little unhappy, "Look at the textbook ordered by the new professor - "Magical Defense Theory". I knew it wouldn't be in it when I saw the title. A mantra.”
"How do you know there's no spell in it?" Ronald started to argue out of habit.
"Because I bought that book, understand? Because I can read, so I can tell you for sure! There are not ten sentences in that book about how to cast the spell." Hermione felt that Ronald was simply... The monsters are smarter than he is.
"I think that book is just sitting in your box now. Can't you take it out and have a look?" Hermione decided not to talk to Ronald anymore, otherwise she would definitely quarrel with him. .
Neville was a little at a loss. He didn't understand why these two people could start a fight with each other just by picking a topic. Neville thought it was all his fault, so in order to divert their attention, Neville reached into his bag.
"Guess what gift I got for my birthday?"
After speaking, Neville took out something from his bag, which looked like a small gray cactus planted in a pot, but instead of being covered with thorns, it was covered with boil-like things.
"Mibu Mibao." Neville said happily seeing everyone's 627 attention being attracted.
Harry stared at the thing. It was beating slightly, looking like a diseased internal organ, which made people feel ominous.
"This is very, very rare," Neville said with a beaming face. "It's not even in the greenhouses at Hogwarts. I really want to show it to Professor Sprout right now. This is my uncle's Algi got it for me from Assyria. I wanted to see if I could grow it."
Harry knew that one of Neville's favorite subjects was Herbology, but he couldn't figure out the use of such a stunted little plant. But Harry could see Neville's intentions. After all, Harry didn't want his buddy to quarrel with Hermione again, and Ronald had never defeated Hermione in a quarrel.
"Well...then what's the use of it?" Although Harry didn't care much about the use of this disgusting plant, he was willing to discuss this topic with Neville as long as Ronald and Hermione could avoid quarreling.
"Here, hold it for me!" Neville excitedly handed the Miboo to Harry, "It has an amazing defense mechanism, look."
This plant named Mibu Mibao——I won’t comment on its defense mechanism yet, but Hermione’s defense mechanism is obviously much stronger than this disgusting plant.
When the disgusting, smelly, sticky dark green juice splashed in the box, Hermione cast a protective spell on herself with great sensitivity, and poor Harry inevitably fell into the trap because he was holding this disgusting plant. Got sprayed in the face. .