Chapter 1632

After this, Su Ming and old Deng gradually developed some tacit understanding. The headmaster did not pay extra attention to his physical education class. The time passed peacefully for a few weeks.

During this period, Su Ming occasionally meets Hagrid in the school. The big man always stares at him with the eyes of resentment, just like a resentful wife.

Seven grades, four colleges, 28 classes a week, but basically only the first grade students get special treatment, other grades are real exercise, grade five, six, seven physical education is directly into indoor self-study, the professor himself disappeared.

However, Hogwarts also ushered in a change. Professor Wilson, with the approval of the president, set up a "fitness center" next to the prefect's bathroom on the sixth floor of the castle, providing a large number of barbells, dumbbells, sandbags, boxing rings and so on.

Because the electrical appliances in the castle were disturbed and could not be used. It is said that it was caused by the lightning protection curse imposed on the castle by the founder. He also made some pure mechanical treadmills and push-pull equipment.

At the same time, he convinced some school directors to set up a shooting range outside the Quidditch ball on the other side of the castle for students to practice bows and crossbows and "fully automatic alchemy wands.".

Of course, most of the time, students and professors can only see Professor Wilson with his apprentice, Hermione, to open a small stove there, and surprised at the generous rewards.

As long as the girl achieves the exercise goal he set, the professor can get her whatever she wants.

High grade robes? More hair softeners? Want a gift for the prefect?

All of them, as if Professor Wilson had always known what Hermione was thinking. Every time she was unwillingly taken to the range, she eventually succumbed to the reward she was preparing.

At the beginning, other girls were very envious. Even senior students from other colleges spread gossip about Hermione, and all kinds of rumors made her cry in the dormitory.

But then, after listening to the professor's advice and lending out all the things she couldn't use, she found that she was gradually welcomed by many people, at least more than those who hated her.

Apart from the fact that Slytherin's first grade group, headed by several blondes, still didn't like her, the girls from Lion House and badger house preferred to get in touch with her.

Because they found that Hermione was not like Ravenclaw in the traditional sense. She was not only intelligent, but also not indifferent and selfish at all. She even had the advantages of every college. Besides being Muggle and having two rabbit teeth, she was perfect.

Little Hermione gradually began to understand what the professor said, "if you want to take something, you must give it first". Of course, she only felt that she had gained friendship.

Hannah and Susan, as her best friends in school, naturally get the month first. Whenever Hermione gets something good from her professor, she first goes to share it with them. Even if it's just a Muggle story book, she has to read it together.

Su Ming was also very pleased to see Hermione running across the grass with her little friends, and the girls left behind a string of silver bell like laughter.

Over the course of a few weeks, Hermione has mastered most of the common long-range weapons, can quickly disassemble and assemble automatic rifles, skillfully use rocket launchers, and measure the fall of crossbows.

It's time to teach her how to drive armored vehicles, tanks and helicopters. But height is a problem. Let's start with basics and learn how to maintain and drive tractors.

After finishing the driving class, we will have to learn how to make and dismantle explosives this semester. After all, the mage who can't set up booby traps and car bombs is not qualified.

As for how to tempt her to come to class this time, Su Ming also has an idea.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the new year's Quidditch match day is approaching. Hermione is thinking about sending Zhang qiuxuejie a new broom recently, because she has become Ravenclaw's seeker.

The little girl liked this Asian elder sister who was the first to talk to her at that time. But her broom was just an ordinary old comet 140, which was ten years behind. How could she ride to the race? What if it falls off in the middle of the race with black smoke?

There was no holiday to leave school recently, let alone to buy a broom in Diagon Alley. Her pocket money was not enough. Hermione had to worry.

But she didn't know that Professor Wilson had already prepared this year's new comet 260. As long as she was willing to take driving lessons after dinner every day, the broom would be hers. Who would give it to whom.

"Comet" series is not cheap. After all, it is a competitive product of the "light wheel" series. Its price is only a little cheaper than the latest "Guanglun 2000" and much more expensive than the "sweeping seven stars" launched last year.

Professor McGonagall, as always, made an exception to recruit Harry, a freshman, into the team. At the same time, he also gave him a light wheel 2000 out of his own pocket. However, the performance of this broom is only better than comet 260.

If Harry had met Zhang Qiu, a sophomore in grade one, and was also a seeker...

what would happen in the future? Just as an experiment.In order to give her a broom, Hermione learned the tractor obediently and gradually found the pleasure of plowing. Until the coming of Halloween, when everyone was preparing for the evening party, she walked into the target field and remembered that the professor had said she would give her a holiday.

No wonder the Gryffindors, who love to practice most, are not on the court next door. The castle is empty.

She tightened the scarf around her neck and quickened her steps to turn back. She wanted to go back to the auditorium as soon as possible to get warm and wait for dinner.

But as soon as she went back to the main castle and turned around a corner of the tower, she suddenly shrank back, covering her mouth so as not to be angry.

Because in the light of the night, she found that filch, who was supposed to be the gatekeeper, was not at the door at the moment, while Professor Chilo was stealthily dragging a huge black shadow into the castle gate with a floating charm...

with the brightness of the rising moon, she saw that the shadow was a giant monster with a snot bubble. Chilo was creeping around, and he must not want to wake it up.

In the magic animal protection class, Hermione already knew what kind of creature a troll was. At this time, she felt that Chilo's putting such a dangerous thing into the castle must not be as simple as a Halloween prank.

She wanted to stand up and ask him, but when she thought of the strength gap between her professors, she suppressed her curiosity and decided to stagger with Chilo and go straight into the auditorium to find Professor Wilson.

He always had a way, because when he was giving her make-up lessons, he always boasted that all the professors at Hogwarts were not his rivals, and he also analyzed the strengths and weaknesses of each professor to Hermione.

Although Hermione showed disbelief at the time, as she learned more and more, she found that she had already believed it.

As for her unwillingness to make-up lessons all the time, in fact, she just wanted to extort more prizes. Just like today, she went to the training ground unconsciously, and she felt miserable if she didn't practice for a day.

Watching Chilo disappear at the gate with his wand, she approaches carefully. When winter comes, he has a strange turban on his head. The big head is very conspicuous.

He walked along the wall of the hall and saw that he went to the basement, which should be the corridor of the potion classroom.

When Hermione saw him disappear at the top of the stairs, she got into the castle gate, ran directly through the smooth hall on the ground, and rushed into the hall with the cold wind. The noisy environment made her feel relieved.

What's more, in this special festival, even Ravenclaw, who always works in the lounge to do experiments, is basically present. Zhang qiuzheng waves to her and asks her to sit down.

"You're late. We can't find you." She said.

Hermione's face was a little red. She took off the blue scarf from her neck and put it on her sister's leg: "I went outside just now. I was distracted, but I missed the time. Could you hold the scarf for me? I have to go to the professorship to see Professor Wilson

"He won't give you sugar, no matter how good he is to you." Zhang Qiu pinched Hermione's little hand and didn't release it. Instead, she rubbed it in her palm to cover the heat: "if he gave you candy in front of so many people, other girls would ask him for sugar."

Dumbledore had stood up and looked around the hall with his chin raised, as if counting the number of people in the hall. It seemed that the banquet was about to begin, and Hermione could not run to the professorship in full view and then speak ill of another professor.

She decided to talk to no one after dinner. She took back her scarf and let her little hands be played by her sister:

"why do they ask the professor for sugar? I remember a lot of girls gnashing their teeth when they mentioned him, especially those girls in Gryffindor. Those people told me that their legs are full of muscle now, and I'm afraid they can only wear long skirts in this life

Zhang Qiu rolled her eyes and lowered her voice: "but senior students don't think so, especially after knowing that he spent tens of thousands of gold to buy you a prize in half a semester... He is actually very handsome and strong."

“？？？”

Hermione has no idea. She doesn't understand the relationship between Halloween candy and looks and strength.

At this time, however, the principal had already begun to speak. She could only swallow the questions on the edge of her mouth and wait quietly for the principal to finish his speech, followed by the dining session.

She saw that Professor Wilson and Professor flyaway were back to drink again.

Many times, after finishing the small stove, she saw Professor frivy waiting by the shooting range, because the two professors frequently met and went out together, saying that they were going to drink in a place called "three brooms".

She covered her forehead powerlessly, praying in her heart that when dinner was over, he and Professor frivy would not be too drunk. I'm afraid she would have to go to headmaster Dumbledore.

Compared with the most familiar Professor, Hermione and the president are not familiar at all, only know that he likes Gryffindor's Harry Potter, nothing else.Eating the fried chicken legs as usual, she was a little impatient, but before finishing the meal, the hall door was suddenly pushed open.

Professor Quirrell ran in with a look of horror and called out in a shrill voice, "Troll! In... In the underground classroom! "

With that, he fainted and his acting was very pompous.

Hermione, who had already seen through everything, immediately looked at the teacher's seat. Dumbledore's face was livid. He lit his throat with his wand and ordered the prefects to take the students back to the dormitory.

At the same time, the little girl found that Professor Wilson was looking at her with an encouraging look, as if he had anticipated all this.

"Headmaster, I'll deal with trolls. I'm going to use it to teach in the near future, OK?"

Then he went to Dumbledore's side, although the voice was not loud, but Hermione had been very close to him, very real.

"Are you sure?" Dumbledore released his wand and watched the students leave the auditorium.

"Of course, I think it's time for Miss Granger to learn how to hunt." Without waiting for the president's permission, the professor flew over the chair and put his hand on the top of Hermione's head: "you see, she has come on her own initiative, because her left hand is burning like a bright red fire, and it is shouting to let her go to seize the victory!"

"Ah..."

Hermione was not nervous at once, but showed her eyes like a dead fish. Her hand was just rubbed by her sister. Where did she shout? As in the past, the professor has the final say.

Dumbledore looked at him deeply, and looked at the girl again, shaking his head. "It's not safe. I and a few professors will go to find the monster."

"Come on, Miss Granger. It's ours." The professor picked up Hermione without expression and walked out of the auditorium.

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