94 Diagon Alley

A glass of ineffective but extremely disgusting potion returned with the tranquilizer potion tricked from Madam Pomfrey. Gwen conjured up a small brush and applied layer by layer to the inside of the mouse cage.

Her fourth grade invention is complete.

It was not the lost Scabbers that made Ron and Hermione break the ice, but Malfoy who lost his eyebrows.

Gwen saw the sneaky Ron as soon as he came out of the arithmetic and divination class, he dragged Gwen into an empty corridor, and kept twisting his robe with both hands for a long time. Don't make a sound.

Just when Gwen couldn't bear his temper and wanted to leave, he finally said awkwardly.

"Gwen, can you tell Hermione that you cast a spell on Malfoy?"

Gwen had more lines on her forehead after hearing this, "I'd love to be a flower protector, and I'd love to make Malfoy happy for a long time, but why didn't you tell Hermione that you did it? "

Ron's face was almost as red as his hair, "Malfoy must have said that word again, this morning he has only the first half of his eyebrows on both sides..."

Gwen laughed out loud, thinking of the golden four-eyed dog with two dots on her eyebrows she had seen before.

"He stopped Hermione, you know, we were arguing recently, so she had to go to class by herself. Malfoy asked her what she had done to him, and said he would not let Hermione go. sensitive."

"But he has no evidence." Gwen spread his hands, "and he has no memory."

Ron was there for a long time, and said, "I just want to say, she's annoying enough, don't let Malfoy provoke her again."

Gwen was almost laughed at by the boy, "Ron, you are so awkward. If you care about Hermione and want to fight for your friends, why not tell her directly? Because of Scabbers? "

Ron buried his head in his chest, and even drew circles on the spot with his feet. "I thought about it, maybe Scabbers just died of old age, or maybe he ran away on his own. I mean, I probably shouldn't blame Hermione. That cat is so scary, what if Hermione can't handle it?"

Gwen really wanted to jump up and open his red head to see what strawberry pudding or Marmite was inside. In the end she couldn't help herself, "Listen, Ron. Next time Malfoy messes with Hermione - although I don't think you need to worry, the brat she can beat is full of teeth - you'll do it. "After that, she put away her wand, chanted a spell similar to the last time, and watched Ron recite it a few times. "It's a little gentler than shedding brows, but I think it will work well."

These days, Gwen and the twins have been wandering around Hogwarts with their cages and caught several mice, none of which are Scabbers. This time even Gwen was about to give up, and she told Fred and George that Ron Jr. might have a fight with Malfoy recently. The twins were clearly more interested in it, dragging Gwen to stalk the trio for days.

Finally, they found a new reason to mock Weasley's youngest son.

Ron was furious at Hermione at the time, but the little witch had a letter in her hand, her lips trembling telling them that Hagrid had lost the case and Buckbeak was going to be punished execute the death penalty.

"They can't do that," said Harry. "They can't. Buckbeak is not dangerous."

"Malfoy's dad threatened the committee to do it," said Hermione, wiping her eyes. "You know who he is. The committee is a bunch of old, shivering fools, and he's intimidated. It's always possible to appeal, though. It's just that I don't see any hope... Nothing will change."

"No. It will change," said Ron furiously. "You don't have to do all the work this time, Hermione. I'll help."

"Oh, Ron!" Hermione put her arms around Ron's neck, completely broken. Ron was terrified and patted her on the head awkwardly in comfort. Finally, Hermione stood up.

"Ron, I really, really regret what happened to Scabbers..." she sobbed.

"Oh-er-it's old," said Ron, looking completely relieved that Hermione let him go, "and it's kind of useless. You don't know, now Dad Maybe Ma will get me an owl."

The three of them then walked into the castle, followed of course by the winking twins and a reassuring Gwen.

Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle have been standing inside the castle gate, listening to their conversation. It happened to be pacing slowly by now. "Have you seen such a poor thing?" Malfoy said. "He's our teacher!" Both Harry and Ron made angry gestures at Malfoy. , but Hermione was faster than them all—crack! She slapped Malfoy with all her might.

"You dare to hit me, you—" Malfoy was so angry that he didn't dare to step forward. Obviously, he was going to say that rude word again.

Ron strode forward, waved his wand like a warrior, and uttered Gwen's new spell in a hurry. A golden light hit Malfoy.

He didn't respond, "Looks like your new wand isn't too good, are you a Squib? Weasley, your mom and dad have had too many babies, so there's no magic in you. ?"

At this time. Hermione raised her hand again.

Malfoy seemed to be more afraid of Hermione's slap than Ron's curse, he shrank back, and saw a few students who were already pointing around nearby, including Greg Wen them, the twins also raised their fists to threaten him. So he raised his chin not to be outdone: "What do you want to do, you filthy—" He said a few words in cadence.

Everyone around was stunned, Hermione's slap stopped in mid-air, and even Crabbe and Goyle stayed where they were. The twins burst into earth-shattering laughter.

Malfoy didn't know what was going on, and vaguely felt that something was wrong. He turned around and said to Goyle arrogantly, "Looks like she didn't hear it, why don't you repeat it? Goyle."

The big man has never lost to anyone in dragging his legs, and immediately shouted: "You dirty - the smartest witch at Hogwarts!"

Malfoy almost flew, he couldn't believe that for saying such a thing, his father would kick him out of the manor for shame. With so many people watching, Malfoy's heir actually praised a Mudblood!

Ron reacted very quickly, "Look, Malfoy, isn't the lesson of eyebrow shedding enough? Now I'll make you never say that word."

"Withdraw." Malfoy muttered with a pale face, and the three disappeared in the passage leading to the castle's main building.

Hermione looked at Ron cheerfully and shyly, "Do you really think I'm the smartest witch at Hogwarts?"

Ron faltered again at a loss, then he glanced at Gwen in the crowd, who was grinning and giving him a thumbs up. Then he gritted his teeth and stomped his foot and decided to recognize it. "Of course, of course you are. That's what Malfoy said."

Hermione gave Ron a big hug, "Thank you, Ron! We can discuss the spell you just used, I think..."

"No, Hermione." Ron said feignedly, "We have to save Buckbeak first."

Gwen saw a trace of reverence in Hermione's eyes.

Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (Part 1)

Gwen's nervousness became more apparent as the term ended. Thinking back on the past two years, she tried harder to keep herself away from Harry and the others. After all, at this time, the three of them can always get into some very, very dangerous things.

"I'm not a boy who survives." Gwen comforted herself, while telling Ron that although Scabbers could not be found yet, her rat cage was always ready to serve them.

Oliver Wood has finally fulfilled his greatest wish, lifting the huge Quidditch trophy before graduation. And won the match against Slytherin.

That day, after Harry threw himself from Malfoy's nose to the Snitch, Wood grabbed Harry by the neck and lay on his shoulders, sobbing recklessly. Fred and George bump into Harry; then Angelina, Arya and Katie's voices: "We've won the trophy! We've won the trophy!" the Gryffindors descended, hugging each other, shouting His voice was hoarse, and he returned to the ground like this.

Of course, Wood, who came back to his senses, realized that he had neglected his girlfriend, and instead cried in the arms of other men. Quickly cheer up, throw down the broom and take Katie in his arms for a spin.

Gwen bet that Wood treated his broomstick so roughly for the first time in seven years.

Katie's face flushed with happiness, and then the couple, who were somewhat strange in the eyes of outsiders, cried together with the trophy.

Winning the Quidditch trophy made the whole Gryffindor House feel euphoric for at least a week. Even the weather seems to be celebrating the victory: as June comes, the days are sweltering and cloudless, and everyone just thinks about taking a walk outside, taking a few pints of iced pumpkin juice to the grass and slamming down, perhaps at will. Play a game of boulders or watch giant squid dreamily progress across the lake.

Live a quiet life until the final exam, to be precise, the day Buckbeak was executed.

The cautious Gwen has recently suspended all other activities to focus on her own revision and her twins' O.W.L.s. Once their smart brains are distracted, those piles of review materials will not be a problem. However, on Wednesday afternoon, the third-year students passed the Defense Against the Dark Arts test, and Gwen also passed his last course, Herbal Medicine, and was just about to give