Chapter 757

No matter how many surprises happened yesterday, the sun will rise the next morning.

In the few hours before Maka goes to sleep, many people may never complete the journey from the pig head bar to the Ministry of magic to Azkaban.

But it doesn't matter, because only a few people know from beginning to end.

In this world, all kinds of things are happening every minute and every second. If there are ordinary things, there will be strange things. Except for the parties, others don't need to care... Because they don't know at all.

There is no doubt that Harry and Ron are among the unknowns.

"Oh! Cough... Who..."

Just after the dawn of genius, Harry, who was still sleeping in his bed, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach, as if he had been punched by a troll, dragging him directly from his dream to reality.

But before he opened his eyes with difficulty, he heard another painful voice similar to that he had just heard in the direction of the opposite bed, dull and tragic.

The two groans must have woken up all the roommates except Neville. At this point, Harry could easily guess without opening his eyes.

But he had to open his eyes and have a good look, because now he wanted to know which guy would wake him up in this way.

Seriously, he felt he must be angry. He must let people understand that although he is always polite to others, it doesn't mean he is easy to bully, does he?

"Get up! Now!"

When Harry opened his eyes and looked forward vaguely, under the dual influence of not wearing glasses and waking up in his dream, he found that he could only see a hazy and faint.

At the same time, a color block that looks like his back is wandering in his vision, which makes people wonder who is the culprit?

But Harry didn't care if he could see clearly, because the familiar voice had made him recognize the real identity of the comer.

"Oh - Hermione? You, you... Why did you come in!"

Well, Ron in the opposite bed has asked for him in very concise words, which undoubtedly gave him enough time to explore the existence of glasses on the bedside table.

yes!

The glasses are in the old place where you can reach with your arm

you 're right!

Pick up his glasses and wear them, he can have a panoramic view of the world he is in.

this is it!

Even if it was Hermione himself, he should severely accuse her and let her know that it was wrong to break into the boy's bedroom early in the morning to beat her friend's stomach.

And now it's time for him to show his dignity to Mr. Harry Potter!

"Hermione!"

Harry cried out in such a loud voice that he felt as if he were a little deafening. It's good. It's really a good start.

Then Hermione suddenly turned around and stared at him with her back to him.

"Why, is it so loud? Don't you know if it will wake up other students?" she said angrily. "Don't get up quickly? I have a lot of things to do before today's class time!"

"Hermione, Hermione?"

When Harry heard the speech, he could not help but find that his momentum had been habitually dissipated by more than half.

"What did you tell me?" Hermione said impatiently. "Forget it, it doesn't matter! Anyway, get up and dress me and give you two five minutes... No, three minutes! Come on!"

After that, Hermione stared at Ron, who was sitting on the bed with a blank face, and then walked out of Harry's bedroom with her big schoolbag on her back.

So, as Harry had expected, there were only four boys sitting on the bed with big eyes and small eyes - they had been ruthlessly awakened.

"How did you two annoy her?"

Roommate Seymour asked in surprise with his open mouth, but the only answer was Neville's gentle snoring.

After a while, Ron finally couldn't help saying, "Harry, I think we'd better get up first..."

Hermione did mention the time limit of "three minutes" before going out, but that little time is obviously not enough for Harry and Ron.

Fortunately, Hermione seemed to be just urging. It was a blessing that she didn't come in again.

"Harry," Ron whispered suddenly as he was getting dressed, "just now I found that Hermione seems to have dark circles around her eyes. I'm worried about whether she..."

"Who knows? But when you said that, I began to worry -" Harry whispered as he put his socks on his feet. "But she at least came to call us. Even if something happened, I don't think it would be like the last time."

Ron nodded as he heard the speech.

"Well, it'd better be so!"

……

"Click -"

Hermione didn't wait long outside. With a slight turn of the handle of the bedroom door, Harry and Ron appeared in front of her from behind the open door.

"Well, it's OK. Let's go quickly..." "wait first!"

This is a good toss without a head. Everyone wants to ask the truth, and Harry and Ron are no exception.

"What's the matter?" Hermione waved her hand. "I know you want an explanation, but I'll talk about it later - I'm in a hurry! Let's go first!"

Just then, she had taken a step and walked excitedly to the common room.

"You have to say where to go first?" Ron asked as he walked after Hermione.

When Hermione heard this, she knew she had to calm the two guys down. After all, although it is still early now, it may not be true that there is no one. We must pay attention not to let people notice the three of them.

So she had to slow down a little, and when they were closer, she whispered:

"Room on request."

Since the day R.A. was founded, it has always been a place like a secret base. Everything that needs to be done there has the premise of keeping it as secret as possible.

So Harry and Ron immediately shut their mouths silently and followed Hermione closely.

However, they didn't say anything, but at the thought of Hermione in such a hurry, they couldn't calm down.

"You say, what's going to happen?" Harry threw a look at Ron next to him and stared at each other's face, trying to find a view of Ron.

Unfortunately, facts have proved that the reality of eye dialogue doesn't exist.

"Oh, Harry, are you sleepy too?" Ron whispered. "No way, we did our homework too late last night... Bear it first! I still care about Hermione. I hope not..."

"Shut up!"

Hermione seemed to hear Ron's words and suddenly turned around and stared at him again. Ron had to quietly close his lips and stop talking.

It was not until the three turned two corners and entered the room on request in the right way that Hermione, who was always walking with her head buried, turned to look at Harry and Ron.

This room is R.A.'s training room. Hermione didn't bother to choose another room. Maybe she thought it was enough.

The furnishings of this place have not changed - a large number of bookcases against the wall, dummies for spell training, and anti black wizard props for everyone to learn are still in their original place.

But the original members, those who should graduate and those who feel they don't need, are gradually no longer coming.

Only a few members will come here when they want to practice spontaneously and do the training they have done in the past again with those personal improvement projects.

Sometimes Harry could not help feeling secretly: it was clear that the pressure brought by Voldemort was still close at hand, but once he saw the desolation in the training room, he felt that it had been many years.

"Harry Ron?" Hermione looked at them suspiciously. "What's the matter? You didn't say a word when you had time to ask?"

"Ah, just some..." Ron scratched his scalp and couldn't finish what he said in his heart.

In fact, he would like to say that he has been working hard every day these days, but the harder he works, the more he can feel the emptiness around him.

Even Lavender brown, who used to chase him, hardly talks anymore.

"All right! Don't ask. You'll understand in a moment anyway..."

Seeing that they didn't speak, Hermione simply ignored them. Instead, she took off her schoolbag and put it on the floor, and kept taking things out of it.

Her move will soon attract both Harry and Ron, who are still in a trance. But as there were more and more things on the floor, they both looked puzzled again.

However, they had missed the best time to ask. Now if they had to open their mouth again, they would probably have to accept Hermione's cold stare.

So they had to wait for Hermione's next action in the continuous silence.

However, while Hermione was still preparing, Harry and Ron slowly saw some clues.

Although they still don't know what Hermione is going to do, they don't understand the reason why they will be "smashed" out of bed.

However, it can be seen from the scratches on the surface of those pieces of paper, wood, metal and shell on the floor that it is highly likely to be related to ancient magic literature.

At present, there are not many students who formally study ancient magic scripts with Maka, and Hermione is undoubtedly the best.

"Did Maka teach her some practical new knowledge?"

At this moment, Harry and Ron, who thought of this almost at the same time, looked forward to it. They wanted to see if Maka had brought them another wonderful surprise.