Magical Studies at Hogwarts

When Scrimgeour learned the news, it was already the next day. This was because he asked the guards in Azkaban to report every day, but he didn't get the information when he should have.And by the time he led the Aolos to Azkaban, the tall tower had been completely razed to the ground, leaving only ruins.

This news cannot be concealed, nor can it be concealed.It is true that he can silence those who are loyal to him, but you must know that the current Ministry of Magic is no different from a sieve.

"The Fall of Azkaban: Death Eaters Escape"

Harry stared at the front page of the Daily Prophet with his mouth open. In front of the scene where only a pile of rubble was left in the photo, Scrimgeour was livid and speechless.

Not a few days have passed since the last time Hagrid spilled the beans. Even yesterday, the front page of the "Daily Prophet" was "The Ministry of Magic is victorious". Today it is "Azkaban is destroyed"?

Subconsciously, Harry looked towards the professor's chair. Dumbledore's position was still in the air.

"He must be busy after such a big thing happened." Harry thought.

"This is simply a disaster!" Ron said loudly at the Gryffindor table, "All those Death Eaters we worked so hard to capture just ran away?"

"If what is said in the newspaper is true, it is wrong." Ron frowned, not quite in the mood to enjoy a delicious breakfast yet, "But even if what is said below is true, looking at that photo You know, all the prisoners escaped. And..."

"And what?" Hermione asked.

"He looked at the whole report. Did he mention the original guards? It seems that we were all killed." Ron said, "Don't forget, we just evacuated Greyback."

"How could it be like that..." Harry muttered, looking very disappointed.

Ma Yi also wanted to know that question, so before breakfast, I decided to write a letter to Sirius and ask. This decision was also unanimously approved by Ron and Harry.

Eight days ago, Hedwig brought back a letter from Sirius, and the eight of them eagerly opened it and read it.But Sirius did not write too little. There was only one name under the letter: Ike Strider.

That still doesn't explain what's missing.

"It's me again!" Harry said bitterly, slapping the table, his face turning red, "I haven't completely become the White Devil's lackey! To be honest, you hate me now even more than Malfoy. "

Neither Ma Yi nor Ron said anything, just listening in silence to Harry complaining and cursing next to them.Ma Yiye became more and more boring as he talked, and his words became more and more unpleasant.While listening, Ma Yi quietly observed Ron's face, but he couldn't see any psychological activity under your face. From beginning to end, it was surprisingly intense.

That scene made Hermione's heart tremble. I really want to ask Ron what he thinks, but I'm afraid of hurting your feelings.I thought about it for a long time, but didn't say anything.

After experiencing so many things, I have grown a lot. If it had been two years later, I would have asked immediately.

In the following weeks, Hogmotban and Ike became the only topics of conversation in Azkaz, and even the active Professor Slughorn and my Slug Club could only stay away from the spotlight for the time being, "Daily Prophet" It was even mentioned in the front page headlines for a week.

In fact, I still say it now, but it is used as a tool to criticize Minister Scrimgeour.

Time passed very slowly and it was mid-October. Azkaz miraculously approved the students to go to Hogward, which was beyond everyone's expectations.According to the current good situation, everyone thought that they would be able to go to Hogward this year. Now that they know that they can go, they are very happy.

The depressive atmosphere has not enveloped Azkaz for a long time. It is good to go out and relax, even if it is only for a few hours.Hermione was probably looking forward to it the most, because Sirius wrote that he would wait for me at Hogward.

With excitement and excitement, Hermione got up early.When I woke up, it was just getting dark inside, and other people outside the dormitory were still asleep.

Without making any noise, he picked up the book "Low-Level Potion Making" beside the bed and started reading.

That book looks very new now. Hermione dropped it out of her bag and exchanged it with the old one she bought from Flourish and Blotts. Professor Slughorn would care anyway, as long as he returns it An "old book" won't do for me.

Before getting the book, Hermione seemed to have become a child who loved to read. Her behavior gradually became "cool" and she always read it.I found that the book can be regarded as a textbook. The content inside is very rich. It only contains unexplained tips and shortcuts on how to use potions. There are also many great curses and great curses written in the blank spaces of the book. magic.

These messy notes with alterations made Hermione conclude that they must have been invented by the Half-Blood Prince.

I have tried several of the following spells. None of them make people's toes grow crazy, and none of them make people's tongue stick to their jaws. But the most useless one is listening to the spell with ear plugs, which can make people around Everyone's ears were filled with a buzzing sound like bees, which was great for chatting after class.

Hermione was lying on her side under the bed, flipping through the textbook and casually identifying a spell.It seemed that the "half-blood prince" had put a lot of thought into that spell. He had scrawled and revised it countless times, and finally wrote the name of the spell at the bottom of the page:

The Upside Down Golden Bell (audio)

Hermione stared at the word outside the brackets. I was sure that I could do it.A few months later, I still had a rough grasp of the technique of vocal spellcasting. For this reason, Snape often talked about it in class.

"Try it..." Hermione thought to herself, picked up the wand, pointed it at a place, shook it heavily, and at the same time recited the spell silently in her head: Hang the golden clock upside down!

"Ahhhh!"

A weak light flashed, and the dormitory immediately became a mess.Harry screamed softly and hung headfirst in the air, as if there was no tangible hook hanging me up.That woke everyone up. Dean and Seamus laughed loudly, and Neville was so frightened that he fell from the bed to the ground.

"That's right!" Hermione whispered, quickly looking at the page in the textbook where the upside-down golden clock was written, and finally found the counter-curse outside the corner.

Concentrate and say silently in your heart: The golden bell has landed!

The wand emitted another weak light, and Harry fell directly under the bed.

"Sorry." Hermione looked at the embarrassed Harry and apologized again.Dean and Seamus next to them were still laughing quietly.

Harry looked like he was not hurt. He shook his head and replied in a low voice, "If something happens, it's up to Hermione. I'll use the alarm clock when I wake you up last time..."