Chapter 1145

A piece of blue sky began to appear on the tower of the castle. The bad weather in the morning seemed to have been blown away by the wind blowing there. Fanlin had imagined for countless times whether it was a new round of cold current. In fact, compared with the sultry summer, Fanlin preferred the pure white of cold winter.

However, in the impression, Harry is quite fond of summer, which means Quidditch matches can be held as usual, and he doesn't have to freeze his broomstick like a dead dog.

Except magic brooms and quizzy balls.

Naturally, the new generation of jokes workshop magic defense cloak made by Fanlin can not be put into actual combat.

This is a very sad thing, especially in thunderstorms. Quidditch plays for several days. After all, ghost flying ball is difficult to grasp. Although it will not fly too far away, in fact, dynamic vision can capture a high-speed moving object that can only be seen in the palm of the hand. This is really a very difficult thing, and at the same time You have to accept harassment from your opponent.

Harry remembers the longest Quidditch game in his memory, which lasted about three days.

I don't know how those people stick to it. Anyway, the game with Harry is never more than an afternoon.

However, the bright afternoon did not bring much pleasure to Harry. Strictly speaking, Harry had been hit, not only in his attempt to find Malfoy, but also in a conversation with the professor about the memory which had been hidden for ten years.

After lunch, in the corner of the sunny yard, they sat down with Ron. Both Hermione and Ron tried to take an interest in the Ministry's flyers - common phantom shift errors and Solutions - and although they would not be tested until later today, the manual did not calm their anxiety.

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"Remember, pay attention and know your destination. If you can build a general picture in your mind, you will be basically successful." Van Lin narrated slowly to make sure Ron could write down every word.

"This is a shortcut, for this exam, but after this, you have to be proficient as soon as possible, otherwise it is easy to be dangerous."

"Danger? Like you were then? " Ron said in surprise.

"I'm just for a special reason." Vaseline rolled his eyes, and the gift from a female nerve improved his physique, at least in terms of magic, but it also made some magic more difficult.

"Well, Hermione, you're OK." Van Lin shook her head and motioned the girl to relax. "Maybe, you can try to enter the two-dimensional space and choose a foothold you like, such as how about my arms?"

"Ha ha..." Hermione looked at Vaseline coldly, but it didn't affect a cheeky mood.

But the side of Harry but seems a little depressed, this is not only the failure of the plan, Harry can not take the exam with them, which makes Harry very sad.

"I'll tell you for the last time, forget Malfoy's plan!" Hermione firmly told Harry that Harry's depressed face made Hermione a little tired of it, which made it as if they were going to fail.

"I'm just thinking about professor slahorn..." Harry defends powerlessly. Now he has some regrets about meeting Tonks with Hermione, although it makes Harry reap a lot of eyeballs

(for the four of them, Ron can usually enjoy this kind of treatment. It can be said that Ron always has amazing words?)

However, Harry's excuse was interrupted by others. A girl came up from a distance, and then Ron hid behind van Lin and Hermione. In order to hide perfectly, Ron even bent down

Admittedly, the Weasleys have a lot of potential, but for now, Ron is bigger than all of them.

"Well, maybe you can consider learning the phantom mantra." Fanlin said helplessly, "come out, not lavender."

"Oh, fortunately..." Ron grinned and returned to his seat. "I'm really scared now."

"It's your own business." Hermione said impolitely, and Ron didn't dare to answer back. After all, Ron was surprised that he had just hidden behind Hermione and acted as a shield. This is not a graceful way.

"Harry Potter?" The girl walked over and said, "someone asked me to bring you this note."

"Oh, thank you."

"What is it, Dumbledore?" Asked Hermione.

"Dumbledore won't be looking for both of us until Harry has the memory of slahorn."

"I don't know..." Harry said, "it doesn't look like it. There's a kind of..."

Harry's heart sank as he opened the roll of parchment. When the girl couldn't hear them, Harry said, embarrassed, "I don't seem to see much Wait... "Harry suddenly remembered Dumbledore's long italics with a puddle of eye-catching ink that was scattered on parchment and made the note very difficult to recognize.

To be sure, Harry saw such a font in Dumbledore, which comes from

"Dear Harry Potter Aragock (giant spider in the Forbidden Forest) died last night. Harry, you've seen him and know how special he is! Hermione, I know you used to like him. And Fanlin, I know your love for magical animals, although you are busy, you have to give up further study in this respect, but anyway If you attend its funeral tonight, it will be a great deal for me. I plan to have a funeral about dusk - when it was its favorite time of the day. I know you are not allowed to leave the castle at that late time, but you can use stealth Cape. I can handle everything without having to worry about it. Hagrid... "

"Look at this," Harry said, with a blue face, giving Hermione the note.

"Oh, my God!" Hermione also changed his face and said, glancing at it, he passed it to van Lin.

Then, fan Lin's face became not very good, and then the news

Van Lin handed Ron the note again, but Ron was honest to read, but obviously, the suspicion on Ron's face was growing.

"He's crazy!" "Said Ron furiously. "He wants that monster partner to eat us! Tell them the monster wants to help himself?! Well, now Hagrid wants us to go there and cry for a hairy monster! "

"Not only that," Hermione said, with a dignified face. "He let us leave the castle at night. He knows how high the security level is! And if we get caught, the trouble will continue! "

"But we have seen him in the night!" Harry said.

"Yes, but I didn't have it before!" "We took the risk of saving Hagrid, but anyway, aragock died," Hermione said. If saving it was a problem - "br >

well To be honest, I don't want to... " "Van Lin hesitated.

Obviously, the fear once dominated by spiders spread in Ron's heart.

"I'm sure "It's definitely not going," Ron said firmly. "You've never seen it before, Hermione. Believe me, death is his best result. "

"Harry, don't want to go!" "It's not a good thing to be imprisoned for this," Hermione said

Harry sighed and said, "yes, I know. But I think Hagrid is going to bury aragock alone. "

"Yes, he's the only one," Hermione said reassuringly. "Look, the bottle will be empty this afternoon. We need to be lucky to go to our test Try to get Slughorn to do something more! "

"You think it's going to be 57 percent lucky to pass?" Harry said bitterly.

"Oh, no, I can guarantee..." "If you two remember what I said, it must be OK to pass the pass. You two are not bad, but Harry, you really need a little luck, and it's also an opportunity, a new giant spider just dead."

"What?"

"Oh, yes, I didn't think, Harry, lucky..." Hermione said happily, "yes, what else is more worthy of keeping that potion?"

Harry Harry was stunned, and suddenly, it was like breaking the fog, about the memory of slakhorn, Malfoy's Secret The shape of the golden potion bottle hovered in his mind for a while; and the immature idea of breaking Ginny and Dean apart Ron seems to want his sister to find a new boyfriend

In a moment, everything that could be done swelled deep in Harry's brain. These have never been admitted except in dreams or trance

"So Harry, are you going with me?" Asked Hermione.

"What? Yes, of course, "he said, and stepped up to catch up with them. "Well, ok If I can't talk to Slughorn this afternoon, I'll take some lucky potions and go to another date. "

"Yes, that's what it is." Hermione was excited. "A happy date, Harry, it's just..."

"Oh, don't say it," Ron cried? "Date something That thing has made me sick enough Come on, let me hide! "

"That's not ravend!" Hermione said impatiently that a group of girls appeared in the yard, and Ron immediately hid.

"It's great." Ron said excitedly.

"Van Lin looked at the girls who came," but they don't seem to be very happy. "

"They are the sisters of Montgomery. Of course they won't be happy. Haven't you heard about that happened to their brother? " Hermione said.

"To be honest, I don't want to take the time to figure out what happened to everyone's relatives." "And he still doesn't know," said Van Lin truthfully"Oh, you are the president of the student union, Fanlin!" Hermione said, "well, their brother was attacked by a werewolf! The legend is that his mother refused to work for the death eaters. But the boy is only five years old. The magic hospital can't save him

"He's dead?" Harry repeated in surprise. "But werewolves never kill people!. They only make you their kind, right? "

"They kill people sometimes," said Ron, looking pale. "I've heard that they did it after they were exiled."

"What's the name of that werewolf?" Harry asked suddenly.

"Greyburg!" "I've seen that guy, the leader of the werewolf, and, besides, he's ferocious."

"I knew it was him! Lupin, who often attacks children, told me something about it Harry said irritably.

"But when did you see him, how can I not know?"

"With Sirius, go down to the underground street and get something," said Vaseline in disgust. "I've seen him in the distance."

"OK..." Hermione nodded. "But I don't want to..."

"Of course, I'll let you know." Fanlin sincerely said that after the secret was made public, there was no need to continue to hide it.

"Well, first in Harry, you're going to find that memory," Hermione said. "It's all about stopping Voldemort, isn't it? He made all these terrible things. "

The castle bell rang and Hermione was about to jump.

"You're going to do well," Harry said to the other students as they took turns to take the exam. "Good luck."

"You too," Hermione said meaningfully.

Harry went back to the dungeon.

Only three people went to class, Harry, Ernie and Malfoy.

"Not yet 17 years old, can't take the exam?" Said Slughorn kindly. They all nodded.

"All right. Because we are very few, let's do something fun. I want you to do something amazing. "

"That sounds wonderful, professor." Ernie looked eager to try. Malfoy, on the other hand, didn't smile and said angrily, "what are your so-called amazing things?"

"Something that surprised me." A quick answer from raghorn. Malfoy calmly opened his guide to making high-level potions, but he? The expression on his face explained everything, obviously, but he thought class was a waste of time.

Beyond his books, Harry looked at Malfoy and thought, no doubt he was missing his time in the ladies' room?

In other words, Malfoy does not have any strange hobby, he seems to have got a wonderful way to open.

It must be an illusion, but Malfoy looks thinner like Tonks! His face was still pale and his skin was still gray. It's probably because it hasn't been exposed to sunlight recently. He had lost his inherent pride, enthusiasm and pride. Without his hubris on the Hogwarts Express, he was trumpeting Voldemort's mission to himself Harry thought there was only one explanation: the mission, whatever it was, was not going well.

Most likely, no It is certain that Harry's eyes almost glowed.

Encouraged by this idea, Harry began to browse his books. He found a half blood prince's modified potion that didn't look the same as the professor's.

But Harry suddenly thought that might make the professor happy. And if Harry persuades him to take some, it might open his memory.

"Well, it looks perfect," said the professor, rubbing his hands after an hour and a half, at the golden liquid in Harry's crucible It's in my ingredients? What do I smell? Mm-hmm-hmm-hmm You added a mint, didn't you? Different, but it's inspiration, Harry. Of course, it's going to have average side effects I really don't know what kind of inspiration you get from that, my child Unless... "

Before slahorn finished speaking, Harry quickly threw the Half Blood Prince's book into the bag at his feet.

"Maybe your mother's genes are reproduced in you."

"Oh Maybe. " Said Harry, relieved.

Ernie seemed to be in a bad mood; in order to overtake Harry once, he rashly created his own preparation, but it solidified into a solid purple dumpling in his crucible.

Malfoy had already bottled his new reagent with a black face, but the professor only declared that he had just passed.

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