Chapter 969

While teasing the birds, Ron casually thought about a question - what is the standard to measure whether a wizard is "useful"?

First of all, it must be desperate to go with makabi.

In terms of mind, it is difficult for even smart as Hermione to understand his every decision; In terms of strength, two generations of the Dark Lord have plagued the European magic world for nearly a century, but he was dumped in the Hogwarts vestibule at the same time.

When the two are combined with each other, it is really reassuring to think that he can almost replace Dumbledore as a pillar of the magic world in such a short time.

Look! Even the terrible ancient black wizard helbo is now trapped by Maka's design. They haven't come out in their "next door" yet!

Therefore, don't compare yourself with Maka, a genius who knows how to work hard. There's no need to be unhappy.

However, since the most powerful peers can only be regarded as an exception, who should he choose as the standard of personal ability... Or as a "goal" to strive for?

Thinking, Ron let a bird stand on the back of his hand and put it in front of his eyes.

It's very exquisite. I did a good job in the details this time - although the feathers still don't have specific lines, the "imagination" in other places has been perfect.

If you score n.e.w.ts's metamorphosis test, you won't have a problem getting an "E (good)", and maybe you can get the best evaluation "O (excellent)" in the practical operation of the curse test.

However, if this magic spell is used in actual combat, it may only give the enemy a meal or something.

"Oh... Why don't you take Hermione as the target?" Ron thought about it casually, but shook his head subtly. "No, it still seems too far for me?"

I don't know when, he jumped from "how to judge whether a wizard is useful" to "who should I target to catch up".

Although this can indeed be regarded as the original intention of his thinking, unfortunately, with the reduction of his viewpoint, his vision has narrowed a lot.

After Ron learned to try to think, his biggest problem now probably lies in this.

"Well, why don't we start with Harry first!" he nodded silently at the end and said to himself, "by the way, Harry didn't take the Gryffindor sword."

After that, he waved his wand to remove the spell of calling birds just now, and then made the tip of the wand shake rhythmically again.

At least one thing Ginny is wrong, because her brother has worked very hard.

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While Neville was discussing the mystery of the patron saint's spell with Harry and Ron was practicing the spell skills alone, Hermione and Sirius went into the potion preparation room used by Marca.

"... Mandela grass resurrection potion, I found it!"

Since Mandela grass is of high value, this medicine is not much stored even in St. mungo. However, petrified patients are generally not common, so even if there are few manufactured products, it is more than enough for emergency.

But after getting the medicine, Hermione looked at the medicine bottle in her hand and seemed to hesitate because of what she thought.

"What's the matter?" Sirius closed the medicine cabinet he was just looking for, and then turned back. "There's no need to worry about anything. Since halebo is trapped, it means that little Victor is not possessed by that guy... If it's just general control, we can handle it."

He would say so for his own reason - after all, it takes time to remove the petrification effect, and little Victor couldn't move during that time.

"Let's go! Let's take medicine for him while it's just getting dark! So he can at least wait less all night."

But Hermione was still standing there.

"I'm not saying that," she hesitated. "I'm thinking that if little Victor recovers, their father and son should go? You know, little Victor listens to his father very much."

"Huh?"

Sirius thought about the words and finally understood what Hermione meant.

"Oh, I see... Are you worried about cinnista?"

"Yes," Hermione could not help nodding slightly when she saw his point. "To tell you the truth, I think Professor hinesta should make it clear to old Mr. Victor, or... Or..."

Although she thinks so, she can know from the fact that she can't tell why. She only makes judgment directly by her personal senses.

To be honest, it is rare for Hermione to be so emotional in terms of her usual rational decisions.

"Or would old Victor never know he had a daughter? Or would cinnista never know his biological father again?"

Sirius immediately followed Hermione's words to help her finish, but when Hermione was about to nod, he waved his hand first.

"The Muggle world and the magic world seem to be isolated from each other, but believe me, the distance between them is sometimes thinner than a piece of parchment!" he smiled gently. "By the way, aren't you also an" insider "now? It's better to think about it!"

"If you can replace cinnista and confess everything to old Victor, I agree not to use the resurrection potion for little Victor first; but if you can't, you'll take the potion out and take it with me..."

"Give you some time to think about it!"

For some purpose, Sirius left such a problem in front of Hermione, and then went out to wait in the corridor alone.

Hermione watched him go out of the door until she couldn't see it. Then she looked down at the medicine bottle in her hand.

Talk to old Victor instead of Professor sinista?

She is only one of the students taught by the professor. Even if she happens to hear the professor's secret family affairs, how can she be qualified to intervene?

However, such a multiple-choice question given by Sirius can not be easily solved with a sentence of "unqualified".

She sat unconsciously in a chair behind her as she pondered over cinnista's decision. And she didn't notice that she had sat on the seat that Marca used to sit in recent days.

She habitually leaned sideways and put her elbows on the edge of the table. Hermione tilted her head and held her forehead in meditation, and her vision swayed wildly on the table.

"Well?"

As she glanced over the pen holder, she found the simple feather inside - that's the style of feather pen commonly used by Maka.

Suddenly, what Maka had said flashed in her mind somehow.

"Sometimes, as long as the result we pursue is good, we may not have to care how bad the process is."

This is a typical Maka style speech with strong utilitarian color. But in fact, even Maka himself may not be able to fully abide by this principle, so he will not simply put up a "sometimes" to limit it.

But isn't this the "sometimes"?

Hermione paused, got up and hurried to the door. But halfway through, she suddenly turned around and pulled the quill out of Marca's pen holder.

"Marca, lend it to me... You promised without saying anything!"

After muttering at the table, Hermione shamelessly held the quill in her hand and quickly left the potion preparation room.

"Sirius, I decided to make it clear to old Mr. victor!"

"What?"

Seeing Hermione's words, he turned and walked towards the hall. Sirius quickly grabbed her.

"Wait first -" he said in a slightly surprised way, "well, I don't want you to say it, just... Before you go, can you tell me what you think?"

Seriously, Sirius doesn't know Hermione very well, but he also knows that this is a very rational girl.

Not to mention anything else, in today's series of command and action, even he had to admit that Hermione had excellent leadership.

To tell the truth, Hermione is too rational, which in some cases will lead her to make some wrong decisions.

At present, the magic world has become full of crises. If Hermione can grow and mature again, Sirius thinks she must be the one who can support everyone's heart at the critical moment.

Just as today's absence of Marca, Kingsley, who usually carries the beam, can only lie in the hospital bed, Hermione immediately showed her value.

Therefore, when Sirius found that Hermione showed a perceptual side in the affair of xinnista, he wanted to see which side Hermione would choose in the end.

For Hermione, this is undoubtedly a good opportunity to break through herself.

However, even Sirius, the initiator, did not expect Hermione to give her answer so quickly - what made her jump out of her usual thinking?

"What do you think?"

Hermione was stopped by Sirius and had to stop and turn around.

"I... well," she said, shaking hands with the quill in her heart, "someone once told me that the result is often more important than the process... I think if professor xinista could live with her father and her brother, he would be much happier than he is now!"

"So?" Sirius nodded noncommittally.

"So," continued Hermione, "If Professor sinista is worried about the safety of Mr. victor and his family, I can protect them as much as I can - just as Marca has been doing!"

"Always doing that?" Sirius couldn't help grinning. "Do you mean to take people to Hogwarts or to my house as soon as they rise?"

Obviously, many "irrelevant" people have lived in the old black house since Sirius contributed it for the free use of the order of the Phoenix.

During the period of the largest number of people, the number of people living in the old house even exceeded 40 at one time!

What's more interesting is that several seem to have settled there. In the future, when his "theoretical owner" is buried underground, the house can say goodbye to the damn surname "black".

Although Sirius didn't like his last name, this natural transfer of property occasionally made him cry and laugh.

"Well... I'll try my best to find a place by myself?" said Hermione with an uncertain face.