Chapter 379

"Gee - time flies when talking about such a passionate topic!" Fred got up, stretched and said to Harry. "While it's still a while before we get back to school, George and Lee, I'm going to buy some 'top secret supplies'. I'll see you back to school!"

After a discussion, the training time of defense against the dark arts was set at the frequency of once a week.

Although Hermione felt that this was certainly not enough, in fact, the little wizards did not seem to be able to really connect "crisis" with "responsibility".

To put it bluntly, in fact, there is no corresponding consciousness.

After all, up to now, they are just a group of half grown children. Without being able to experience the fear at a close distance, it is obviously unrealistic for them to immediately realize the ubiquitous sense of urgency.

In this regard, compared with the performance of single-minded little lions and loyal and reliable little badgers, they seem to be more active than students in other colleges.

After Hermione announced her dissolution, a group of little wizards got up in groups to say goodbye.

"I think... It's actually going well?"

After everyone left, Hermione, Luna, Ron and Harry walked out of the bar together. The two boys were still carrying their own bottle of butter beer in their hands.

"What's that guy's name... Zakaris?" Ron complained angrily. "What a nuisance. How can there be people like him -"

"Indeed, I don't like him either..." Hermione glanced. "But last night at dinner time, when I went to the long table of hutchpatch to find Ernie and talk to Hannah, he heard a few words - he was so excited that he wanted to participate in it without saying a word --"

"It's really bad to refuse..." Harry nodded to understand. "After all, the primary purpose of this matter is to 'let more students protect themselves'."

"Yes!" Hermione said, "he is indeed a classmate... He wants to take the initiative to join, and we really can't say anything. However, the more people involved, the better, just like Michael Connor..."

"What's the matter with them?" said Ron curiously. "You don't know those boys well, do you? How did they come?"

"Oh -" Hermione glanced at Ron. "It's Ginny? Don't you know? Michael Connor is in love with Ginny - if it weren't for that, he and his friends wouldn't know about it."

She had just said this. Ron, who was pouring butter and beer into his mouth with a bottle, was choked in an instant, and the yellow liquor gushed out of his nostrils.

"Falling in love? Who is he with?" Ron coughed hard for a while, then, ignoring the sticky face, immediately looked up and said loudly, "Ginny? My sister? Falling in love with the guy with kelp on his head?"

Perhaps it was because zakaris, who was walking next to Ginny, was so ostentatious that they focused their attention there. Instead, the boy with long black hair on the other side of Ginny was ignored.

"Kelp?" Hermione smiled twice, seemed to feel wrong again, and quickly straightened her expression. "Hey! Ron, come on... I heard that Michael Connor is very gentle to girls."

"When did it start? Ginny, how could she --" Ron didn't seem to hear Hermione at all.

"... about the end of last year? Remember, at the Christmas ball... Then they found a time to date..." Hermione said somewhat indifferent.

When she passed the quill pen shop in Wenju, she stopped and looked brightly at the many exquisite quills displayed in the window.

"Oh! I think I should buy a new quill..." she turned her foot and walked into the store excitedly, and Ron subconsciously caught up.

Behind them, Harry seemed to be thinking about something and didn't follow in; Luna was attracted by the Fengya brand wizard clothing store next to the quill pen store and staggered over.

"Hermione, wait -- that won't work, you have to tell me in detail!" Ron nagged at the quill shop.

Hermione, who was focusing on the goods in the counter, didn't care so much, but answered his questions casually.

"Which college is he from?"

"Ravenclaw..."

"How about learning?"

"It's OK. I heard that the score of magic medicine is very good, but I'm not clear about other subjects."

"No wonder he looks a little like Snape... Doesn't he wash his hair?"

"How do I know!"

With a headache caused by Ron's incoherent problem, Hermione turned and stared at him.

"I don't like him!" Ron said stubbornly. "That kelp head wants to be with my sister, but I will never agree with him!"

"Oh, really?" Hermione frowned. "But it's Ginny's own right to fall in love with someone! I thought you knew that. After all, you said those things to me -"

Although Hermione has never had such feelings for Ron, she was very moved when Ron asked her for a "rejection".

"I... I understand..." Ron said angrily, "but that's my sister! Our Weasley's favorite sister! Her future and her happiness will be very concerned by our family -"

"All right, all right..." Hermione patted Ron on the shoulder like a boy. "You can be angry in your heart, but don't run to shame on impulse! It's your sister's face!"

"I know, of course I know..." Ron sighed heavily. "I thought... Ginny always liked Harry! If Harry, our family would be very relieved..."

Hermione looked sympathetically at Ron, looked at Harry outside the store again, and shook her head reluctantly.

"Ginny used to like Harry, but look at Harry --" she said with a curl of her mouth. "If I were you, I wouldn't like Harry like that - you know, there are few girls who will speak up at the end of the day!"

Hermione blushed before the words fell. She quickly drew a feather pen out of the copper bowl on the counter and pretended to look carefully at the workmanship of the pen.

"Really? You -" Ron's mind was mostly on Ginny's love affair, and his mouth opened subconsciously.

But before he could jump out a few words, he saw Hermione suddenly turn around and stare at Ron with a frightening wooden expression.

"... uh, ha ha... You're right, that's right!" Ron hurriedly said, "Harry is too slow, and I think so..."

"Hum!" Hermione shook her hair, then shook her quill at the boss. "I'll choose this one!"

After counting fifteen Sikes and two nates and handing them to the boss, she went straight out of the store.

"Ron," Hermione didn't turn back until she left the store. "It's because of your virtue that Ginny didn't want you to know she was dating Michael. She knew you would explode as soon as you heard it! So, don't worry about it..."

"That's really interesting," Ron muttered. "What's wrong with my brother caring about my sister? That kelp is not a good thing at first sight, really..."

During Ron's rambling, several people went straight along the horse road in Hogsmeade village.

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To say Hermione, although they still have worries in their hearts, they had a quite leisurely weekend. But for Maka, it can only be described as "darkness".

Because of the confirmation of greenward's escape from newmond GAD wizard prison, Maka will not slack off. In addition to the research on the bewitching monument, there are other magic research projects to be carried out one by one.

Therefore, he didn't change his schedule much all weekend. As always, he was buried in a lot of research data.

In addition, after sorting out what Dumbledore said, he combined some of the information at hand and came up with a new idea - he wanted to rewrite the book of sin!

Although the book of sin given to him by his future self can also be called "magic book", it is also mixed with a lot of space similar to diary.

It is not so much a magic book as a diary full of confessions. I'm afraid the "sin" in the title of the book is more about his own self blame in the future.

Now, according to the "bewitching monument", "Gryffindor sword", "brova's blood curse" and the "unknown landing round mirror" in the ancient tomb murals, none of these four things is the source of disaster.

These things are the real "sin". Compared with those confessions in the original book, they are more worthy of recording, studying and worthy of the word "sin".

"... what's the matter with Gryffindor's sword?"

Maka fell on the desk, gently lit the words on the manuscript paper with a feather pen, frowned slightly and thought carefully.

"I remember that the branch hat once mentioned that Gryffindor also ran wild and out of control... But according to the information depicted in the mural, the sword doesn't run wild all the time..."

As for the Gryffindor sword, although records show that the caster should be one of the goblin's ancestors - legnark I. It was forged by Gryffindor at that time.

But it was already the 11th century at that time, which was eighteen thousand miles away from the era when the despicable Haier Bo was active!

"Alas..." Maka twisted her sore neck and sighed softly, "I can't even pick up the only thing within my reach. It's really..."