Chapter 97: Keen Granger

Chapter 97: Keen Granger

On the night of Christmas Day, it snowed at Hogwarts.

Dolohov did not stay with them for long, his sudden return to the castle in advance for what seems like no purpose at all, gathering the mudblood students and rewarding each of them with a cupcake, and then at 9 o'clock, let the students return to their dormitories, then locked the door to the underground.

Hermione's heartbeat hadn't calmed down even after she returned to her dorm room.

She was very clear about how bold her actions were today, once she did not succeed in finding Jon where she guessed, then Jon would ultimately escape without her, but it was certain that she would be finished.

Dolohov will definitely hire someone to alter her memories and turn her into a robot like Taylor who only knows how to obey and has no other feelings.

But she still decided to do it, because Hermione knew clearly in her heart, relying only on these children in the castle, they have no way to resist the oppression and dominance of the Pureblood, they need to use the power of the outside world.

And Jon is a person from the outside world!

The night gradually darkened, and she quietly stretched out on her bed, without a hint of drowsiness, nor did she have the slightest intention to fall asleep like this.

Thus, she waited until midnight, and suddenly there were three light knocks on the door outside her room.

The sound is too faint, if not Hermione's attention has always been tensed, then she may not have even noticed.

After the knock on the door, she sat up from the bed at the first opportunity, wearing a thin, tattered robe and got out of bed to open the door.

The moment the door was opened, Jon walked in with great swiftness, then turned around and closed the door to the dorm room again.

The dorm room is located underground, there is no window, there is no moonlight to shine in, and only a candle was lit, the light dimly illuminated this side of the narrow space.

Jon looked at Hermione without speaking first and pulled out the Marauder's Map that had been opened and placed it in front of him in the most conspicuous position so that he could always observe the movements around the dormitory to prevent Dolohov from making any surprise inspections during the night.

Only after finishing this kind of safeguarding did he look at the girl who was sitting in front of the wooden bed, wearing a tattered grey night robe, with a thin body, holding her arms and shivering lightly as her body was freezing.

Jon listened to the girl's narrative and also recalled that day, the expression on his face became odder and odder.

So what sounded like a casual question was actually a test?

Hermione stared at Jon's face, but her expression was not a bit self-satisfied, and she continued with caution.

"After I said that false statement, your reaction was very flat as if you completely agreed with my words. It was also at this point I was really sure you weren't the Randy that I knew before."

It sounds like Hermione was able to discover Jon's identity purely because of his own carelessness and lack of preparation.

But no one can completely act as another person, and Dumbledore did not search Randy's mind to get his memories, after all, the noble professors in the castle generally will not pay any attention to a character of cowardly mudblood, and his classmates around him are only 12-year-old children, getting acquainted with each other for less than a year, no one would expect such a young child will have such a keen sense of observation.

And Hermione just went against common sense, Jon even after knowing that she was actually the most attentive of the trio from reading the original book, did not think she could be attentive to this extent.

It can only be attributed to the fact that the harsh and difficult environment has catalysed her growth and made her more cautious and careful, paying close attention to her surroundings at every moment.

For example, she is now, when answering his question, she has been paying attention to Jon's expression and emotions as if she is afraid that her tone of voice will provoke his displeasure when she brings a little bit of bragging and flair.

Jon rubbed the corner of his brow, and for the time being, he decided to shelve the lament in his heart, he looked at Hermione and continued his question.

"It's quite understandable and okay that you could judge that I am not the real Randy by all this, but why are you helping me? Aren't you worried that I'm actually someone working to help those pureblood wizards?"

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