Chapter 1090

Cheat Hagrid, in fact, this thing is still done in peace of mind.

Otherwise, in Hagrid's mood, it is very difficult to accept being completely abandoned by his friends

Hagrid's n.e.w.t class is really a bit bleak. Most people don't choose the magic animal protection course. Although you can see some people you don't normally see in Hagrid, what's more, it's a kind of torture.

If the four of them went, van leen wondered if Hagrid would take Gloop out of the forest, or take them in?

There are few students anyway, so it's possible that they can teach Gloop to tie his shoes, and Hagrid will definitely make shoes the size of Gloop's feet.

Now that Hagrid was solved, there was only one problem left for Fanlin.

Where is Dumbledore? What is he doing? In the next few weeks, van Lin only met the principal twice.

He hardly shows up at dinner, and nicoleme has made great progress there? But Van Lin now feels a little abandoned. Like Harry once was, he's now in Hogwarts, and he's been discredited?

Harry was obviously more upset because Dumbledore promised Harry some personal counseling, but in fact, it was just a memory reading.

The middle of October is the first time of the semester to spend a weekend in Hogsmeade village.

This made Harry wonder why they were allowed to go to Hogsmeade now, which undoubtedly made the security measures around the school more strict, but he was still happy to be there; after all, it was a pleasure to walk out of the castle for a few hours.

Harry woke up early on the day he went to Hogsmeade. It was raining and stormy outside. Harry had to watch "advanced potion preparation" to pass the time before breakfast. He didn't usually read in bed; Ron thought it was only normal for Hermione or van Lin to do that, because they were so eccentric.

However, Harry didn't think the Half Blood Prince's "high potion preparation" was a qualified textbook. The more Harry studied the book, the more he found that there were so many things hidden in it. Not only were there some magic potions tips and convenient shortcuts that could make him famous in srahorn, but also many fictional little incantations were scribbled in the blank space of the book. Harry was sure that it was invented by the prince himself, because there were many deletions on it.

In fact, Harry has experimented with several of the prince's incantations. There's one spell that makes toenails grow surprisingly fast (he's tried it on Clara, and it's fun); another that sticks the tongue to the palate (he's used it twice with unsuspecting filch, winning applause from everyone); and perhaps the most useful one - whispering - can fill the ears of anyone nearby Recognize the buzz so that you can chat in class for a long time without being heard.

The only one who wasn't interested in it was Hermione, who had always had an expression of resolute opposition, and refused to talk to Harry if he whispered a curse to the people around him.

Fanlin is very interested in these incantations. In fact, Harry was surprised to find that Fanlin knew most of the above incantations, which greatly facilitated the experiment of Harry's magic spell. With the explanation of Vaseline, this is probably the effect of analogy.

Harry sat on the bed and turned the book around to look more closely at a scrawled spell in the book that seemed to bother the prince. It has been deleted and changed many times, but finally, in the corner of this page, a few scrawled words have been crammed into the corner of the page: the wind and rain outside the golden clock are beating mercilessly on the window; Neville is snoring loudly; Harry is staring at the words in brackets.

Silent That must be a silent spell. Harry doubted that he could master the spell; he still had some difficulties with silent spells, and Snape spoke too fast in every defense against the dark arts class. On the other hand, as it is now, the prince has proved that he is a better teacher than Snape. He shook his wand up aimlessly and read a sentence in his mind: "hanging on the golden bell!".

"Ah!" A flash of light, the house filled with shouts: Ron's cry woke everyone up. Harry threw aside "high potion preparation" in panic; Ron was dangling upside down as if an invisible hook had caught his ankle.

"I'm sorry!" Harry exclaimed, Dean and Seymour were laughing wildly, and Neville had just fallen off the bed and was now standing up again.

"Hang up for a while, I'll take you..."

"Curse stop..." Vaseline pointed with his wand, and there was another flash, and Ron fell back into bed.

"I'm sorry," Harry repeated in a whisper, while Dean and Seymour were still laughing.

"Oh, this is a good way to get up, but my head is a little congested..." Ron collapsed in a daze on the bed.

"You're experimenting with your spell again, Harry..." Van Lin said helplessly, and then tried to get up from his bed, however, this is obviously not an easy thing.Thunderstorms are only suitable for sleeping.

"Oh, I'm just some Some small experiments. " Harry said embarrassed, but Ron experiment, although this is unintentional behavior, but it also makes Harry feel guilty.

Maybe next time with Vaseline?

"Oh, ok..." Van Lim stretched out. "But I think it's time for us to go to Hogsmeade. It's sunny outside."

……

“…… Then there was another flash and I was back in bed! "Ron grinned and put some more sausages in his mouth. Ron found Harry's new mantra very interesting and practical, didn't he

Hermione didn't smile all the time. Her expression was cold. She looked at Harry with disapproval.

"This mantra happened to be in your potion book again?" She asked.

Harry frowned at her. "You always have to come to the worst conclusion, don't you?"

"Is that right?"

"Well Yes, yes, so what? "

"So you want to test this unknown handwritten spell and see what happens?"

"What if it's handwritten?" Harry didn't want to answer the rest of the questions.

"Because it's probably not approved by the Ministry of magic," Hermione said. "And," she added.

"Oh, yes, it's against the law, but the spell is safe, and in fact, it's nothing to do with it." Van Lin said, "do you know again?" Hermione looked askance at Vaseline.

"It's a joke!" Harry picked it up quickly. "It's just a joke, Hermione. That's all!"

"Holding someone else's ankles and hanging them upside down?" Said Hermione. "Who would have put the energy to invent such a spell?"

"Fred and George," Ron shrugged, "that's what they do. And, er -- "

" my dad, "said Harry. He just remembered.

"What?" Asked Fanlin.

"My dad used the spell," Harry said. "I - lupin told me."

The last sentence was a lie; in fact, Harry had seen his father use it on Snape, but he never told anyone about his experience in the meditation basin. And now he thought of a wonderful possibility. Can this Half Blood Prince be -?

"Maybe your father did, Harry," said Hermione, "but he's not the only one. We've seen a group of people use this spell, if you haven't forgotten. Hang people upside down in the air. Let them float helplessly in their sleep

Harry stares at her. He thought about what death eaters had done at the Quidditch World Cup.

"That's different," said Ron rudely. "They're using it indiscriminately. Harry and his father were just joking. You don't like that prince, Hermione, "he went on, pointing a sausage at Hermione harshly," because his potion lessons are better than you -- "

" it's nothing to do with that! " Hermione blushed. "I just think it's irresponsible for you to use them when you don't know what they're going to do, and you don't want to be a prince. I bet it's just a stupid nickname, and I don't think he's a good man at all!"

"I don't know how you think that," Harry said angrily. "If he's a Death Eater, he'll boast about his blood, won't he?"

At the same time, Harry suddenly thought that his father was of pure blood, but he left the idea out of his mind; now he has no time to think about it

But Van Lin was surprised to see Harry. Obviously, Harry misunderstood something.

But in fact, Harry's words are infinitely close to the truth.

Snape is a Death Eater, which Snape never denied, if it wasn't for Lily

"Death eaters can't be all pure blooded. There are not many pure blooded wizards left now," Hermione said stubbornly. "I think most of them are of mixed blood, just pretending to be of pure blood. What they hate is Muggle people. If you and Ron join, they will welcome you

"They can't make me a Death Eater!" Ron said angrily that a small piece of sausage flew out of the fork Ron was waving and hit Ernie McMillan in the head. "Our whole family is a traitor of blood, which is as hateful to death eaters as Muggle origin."

"They wanted me very much," Harry said sarcastically. "We'll be the best partners if they don't always want to kill me."

"If not, I think Tom's face will be ugly." Vernin said, "anyway, Hermione and I don't need them."

"Oh, it's a lucky thing." Hermione concluded, "after all, no one wants to be crazy."

Then, before Hermione could pick up the story of the book again, Ginny's arrival completely disrupted the rhythm of Ginny's criticism."Hey, Harry, I'm here to give you this." It was a roll of parchment with Harry's name written in a familiar thin and slanted font.

"Thank you, Ginny It's Dumbledore's next class! " Said Harry, spreading out the parchment and quickly scanning through the contents. "Monday night!"

He suddenly felt a burst of relief and happiness. "Would you like to go to Hogsmeade with us, Ginny?"

"I'll go with Dean - maybe I'll meet you there," she replied, waving to them as she left.

"Wait, there's no you on it." Hermione frowned. "Dumbledore just let Harry go."

"Really?" Harry took another look at Dumbledore's note, and there was no name of van Lin on it.

"Maybe Dumbledore has other plans." Van leen thought for a moment. "Maybe I'll be away from Hogwarts for a while."

"To where?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's nicoleme." Van Lin thought about it. Dumbledore didn't let him go to his office with Harry. Obviously, nicoleme has made great progress. Maybe he will be able to go to nicoleme soon?

"But I think we can go to Hogsmeade now, Hermione..."

Filch, as usual, stood at the oak gate, checking the list of people allowed to go to Hogsmeade. It's a longer process than ever, because filch has to search everyone three times with a spy.

"What does it matter if we take out the black magic stuff?" Asked Ron, staring anxiously at the long, slender sounder.

"You must check what we brought in."

As the price of talking more, Ron's face was poked a few more times by the secret device, and as they set out for the storm, he looked a little timid.

This is indeed a very bad thing. Just after walking out of the gate, there is not half a minute before it starts to rain again. This setting looks like a joke, maybe a thunder

Well

The journey to Hogsmeade was not pleasant.

Hermione covered the lower part of her face with a scarf; the exposed part immediately froze.

It's really a bad thing. For this reason, van Lin has to help Hermione keep her temperature. However, it turns out that the warm-up charm has limited effect in cold conditions.

As for Harry and Ron

The road to the village was full of students who almost folded themselves to avoid the biting cold wind.

This made Harry miss the warm time in the common room more than once, especially after seeing that van Lin had completely given up on them, and the idea grew wantonly in Harry's mind.

"Why don't we use yeki's carriage?" Harry opened his mouth and a cold wind came in.

"If there is one now." Fanlin helplessly said, "it doesn't look like a good decision to come out today."

When they finally arrived at Hogsmeade village, they found that the Joker's shop was sealed with sticks, which was a bolt from the blue for everyone.

It's just a little bit where Hogsmeade can go, and fortunately not all the shops are closed.

Van Lin, wearing thick gloves, pointed to the honey Duke (which was still open mercifully), so a few people hobbled along and walked into the crowded shop.

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