Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 47 Mutual Aid Society

Every day at Hogwarts passed quickly, and homework took up most of the students' time.

Not long ago, Gryffindor College was cheering for a big Quidditch victory.

Now, the little lions are starting to worry about the upcoming exams again.

"Astrology! Astrology! Astrology!"

Dean Thomas bit the end of his pen, as if he was biting his enemy.

He really didn't understand what's so good about those broken stars.

Astrology also affects fate.
Could it be that his knocking over the dinner plate this morning was the result of simultaneous manifestations of Ganymede and Callisto?
Isn't this bullshit!

"Okay Dean, if not, you can ask Hermione, I think she will be happy to answer your questions."

Hearing Dean's loud complaint, Harry looked up, the green eyes under the round glasses were full of tiredness.

He has been reviewing for a long time, but the effect is not ideal.

Having said that, everyone has been working hard recently.

After all, it's the first exam at Hogwarts, and who wouldn't want to get a good grade?

"Hermione has changed a lot, but"

Hearing Harry's words, Dean glanced at Hermione, who was buried in a book not far away, with a hesitant expression on his face.

Since the "Halloween Incident", Hermione has really integrated into the Lion House, but he doesn't want to trouble others all the time.

As a man, if you have problems, you should learn to solve them yourself. What's the point of always asking a little girl for help?
Unlike Dean, Ron felt no shame in asking Hermione for help.

"Come on, Hermione, help me with this question."

Leaning close to Hermione, he smiled and handed over the notebook in his hand.

Hermione closed the book, swept it casually, and shook her head slightly.

Ron's face suddenly collapsed.

"wrong again?"

There is a thing called talent, and Mr. Weasley is really not good at learning.Scratching the messy red hair, he bit his lip, and smeared a big cross on the answer with a pen.

Turning his head to look at the bright sunshine outside the window, Ron, who was only 12 years old, began to think about life for the first time.

The world is so big and life is so wonderful, why does he have to be stuck in the common room facing this pile of boring books that are so boring?
"Fortunately, I'm not the most worried."

Man is a very strange creature. No matter how bad he is, as long as others are worse than himself, he will be satisfied psychologically.

Looking pitifully at the flushed Neville in the corner of the lounge, Ron took a deep breath, feeling that he could still be thumping.

Salted fish also have dreams, what if they turn over~

"The ingredients of the fainting potion are fernroot, dead leaves, uh... what else?"

Potions were Neville's nightmare, and the messy prescriptions were driving him crazy.

There is only one word difference between potion and herbal medicine, why is it so difficult!

The little fat man couldn't help becoming pessimistic, and Severus Snape's sallow, always extremely gloomy face appeared in his mind.

"Hi~"

Neville gasped.

If the potion fails, his fate will be miserable!

"dong dong dong"

The freshmen in the common room were preparing for their exams when suddenly there was a knock on the door at the entrance portrait.

and many more.

Knock on the door?

When do you need to knock on the door to enter the common room?

The little lions put down the books in their hands one after another, and looked at the entrance with doubts and curiosity.

"Definitely not from Gryffindor."

Hermione said something in a low voice, which won unanimous approval from the people around her.

All the students in the Lion Academy knew the password, even Neville, who was forgetful, would not be embarrassed by the "fat lady" at the door and fell into the embarrassing situation of knocking on the door.

Then the problem is coming.

What's the use of outsiders in the Gryffindor common room?

"Don't be afraid, the protective magic at the door has not been triggered. Besides, with Dumbledore sitting in the school, what danger can there be?"

Hermione was very calm. Seeing that the friends around her seemed to be frightened, she had no choice but to calm down, get up and walk to the door, took a deep breath, and slowly pushed the door open.

What catches the eye is a piece of light
It was a knight whose face could not be seen clearly, but whose body was covered with soft light.

Guardian Knight!

Hermione's heart skipped a beat.

She thought of what happened on Halloween night, she thought of the face that was always smiling, and she thought of the paper bag that she wanted to send out in the last Quidditch match but failed.

"Don't worry, little girl, it, uh, it's not dangerous anyway."

It wasn't the first time "Fat Lady" had seen this kind of magical creation, so she was not very wary.

What's more, this time the Guardian Knight also has Dumbledore's own warrant.

"Oh, please come in."

Hermione had zero wariness towards Klein, but after hearing what "Fat Lady" said, the last trace of doubt disappeared, and she confidently brought the Guardian Knight into the waiting room.

Then, the little lions will fry the pan!
"God!" "So handsome!" "What is this, is it a human?"

Seeing the stylish guard knight, the pressure brought by the complicated schoolwork and exams was swept away, and the excitement occupied the whole body and mind.

Except for Hermione, Ron and Harry, it was the first time for anyone else to see such a handsome magical creation!

The guard knight turned a blind eye to those curious or excited eyes, it just strictly obeyed the master's order, and took out seven or eight letters from the blurred light.

Neville Longbottom, Dean Thomas, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Harry Potter
All the little wizards who had more or less contact with Klein received the letter.

invitation letter.

"Om."

After completing the task, the guard knight turned into a little bit of light, but it did not dissipate, but regrouped into a translucent figure amidst countless surprised eyes.

Klein Grindelwald.

"Gryffindor students, hello, I'm Klein, Klein Grindelwald."

Klein bowed slightly to salute.

"With the permission of Headmaster Dumbledore, the Mutual Aid Society has been formally established.

Here, I sincerely invite all students to join the club, study together and make progress together. "

After a pause, Klein's projection smiled slightly.

"As the name suggests, the Mutual Aid Association is to help each other, enhance communication between colleges, and... improve grades."

Hearing the words "improving grades", the little lions' hearts moved.

Everyone knows Klein Grindelwald. He is a famous genius at Hogwarts and the smallest recipient of the "Medrin Medal" in history.

With his help, I am still afraid of failing the exam?

Don't think too much, just sign up and you're done!
"He didn't forget."

Holding the invitation letter, Neville bit his lip, his round face turned redder than before.

At the beginning, Klein did say that he would be invited to join the Mutual Aid Club, but there was no movement after a few months, and he thought the matter was over.

did not expect.
"I'll never doubt Klein again."

The little fat man opened the invitation letter, looked at the delicate handwriting on it, and muttered firmly to himself.

(End of this chapter)