Chapter 209

"It's all such letters!" Hermione opened the letters and read angrily. "Harry Potter deserves a girl a hundred times better than you... You should be boiled in green algae... Ouch!"

As soon as she opened the last envelope, a yellow green liquid sprayed on her hands, sending out a pungent smell of gasoline, and large yellow blisters immediately appeared on her hands.

"Undiluted Papo tubers have pus!" said Ron. He carefully picked up the envelope and smelled it.

"Ouch!" cried Hermione, and tears burst out.

She picked up a napkin to wipe the pus from her hands, but her fingers were covered with thick and painful scars. It looked like wearing a pair of cowhide gloves soaked in the water for several years.

"You'd better hurry to the Colonel's Hospital," said Harry, as the owls around Hermione flew away one by one. "We'll explain the situation to Professor sprot..."

"It's all the woman's fault!" Ron said bitterly as Hermione hurried out of the auditorium with her hands covered. "It's all the articles written by Rita Skeeter! Look at this..." he read a letter left by Hermione loudly: "I'm in wizard weekly I read that you are playing with the feelings of Harry Potter! The boy has suffered so much, wait! I just need to find a big envelope and send you a spell next time... "

"... God, she really needs to be careful!" Ron worried.

Hermione didn't go to herbal medicine class. She didn't even catch up with Hagrid's class on protecting magical creatures.

In fact, after she came out of the school hospital, she took her bandaged hands and went straight back to the bedroom of the Gryffindor tower.

Speaking of this, this is Hermione. Even today's encounter, Hermione, who has always been strong, doesn't care - she's not afraid of criticism, slander or provocation.

However, just last night, she found that the box containing the dress under the bed was missing!

Not to mention that the dress cost a lot of pounds. Even if it was cheap, the meaning contained in it could not be replaced by other more expensive dresses.

Marca hasn't seen herself in it yet! Why did you just disappear?

After pretending to be calm all morning, she was hurt by the pus of Babo tubers hidden in those vicious letters.

If at ordinary times, she would at most satirize the senders and ignore them. But now, those undiluted juice seemed to drop on her heart, making it difficult for her to hide her anxiety and sadness.

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When the herbal medicine class was over, Harry and Ron left the greenhouse for the class of protecting magical creatures. They saw pansy, Crabbe and Goyle whispering and giggling.

Draco stood next to them, but he rarely participated.

As soon as Percy saw Harry, he shouted, "Potter, did you fall out with your girlfriend? Why was she so angry at breakfast, wasn't she -"

Surprisingly, Draco interrupted pansy.

"Don't talk casually." he said impatiently.

Harry ignored them. He didn't want her to know how much trouble the article in wizard weekly caused, so that she wouldn't gloat and get carried away.

Hagrid told them last class that the knowledge of Unicorns had been finished. Now he stood outside the cabin waiting for the students, with some open cardboard boxes they had never seen before at his feet.

Harry's heart sank when he saw the cardboard box - didn't he hatch another nest of fried tail snails?

However, when I came closer and looked into the box, I found that there were many Plush black guys with long noses and flat front claws, which was very strange like a shovel.

They looked up and blinked at the whole class. They seemed confused in the face of so many people's attention.

"These are sniffs," Hagrid and other students gathered and said. "They can usually be seen under the mine. They like shiny things... No, look."

A sniffer suddenly jumped up and tried to bite off the watch on pansy Parkinson's wrist. Pansy screamed and stepped back several steps.

"Very useful little treasure finder," said Hagrid happily. "Today we can have a good time with them... See there?"

Hagrid pointed to the large area of newly opened land where Harry and they had seen him dig mysteriously.

"I buried a few gold coins - I will give a prize to whoever picks the most gold coins. Put all your valuable things away, then pick a sniff, get ready and let go."

Harry took off his watch and stuffed it into his pocket.

This watch has stopped in the maze. It seems that he accidentally broke it. Now he wears it only out of habit.

Then he picked a sniffer.

He put his long nose into Harry's ear and sniffed hard... This little thing is very intimate with people.

"Wait a minute," said Hagrid, looking down into the box. "There's only one sniffer left here... Who hasn't come? Why can't you see Hermione?"

"She has to go to the hospital," Ron replied.

He looks no different from usual, but his heart is quite complex.

"I hope this will make Hermione summon up the courage to say... If she drags on, she will only be more sad..." Ron's expression is a little bitter. "Everyone can see that recently. Marca's eyes are only that Lovegood."