Hogwarts Mystery Sequence

When Harry heard Ron's words, he looked up at him, his lips moved slightly, as if he was hesitant to speak.

Hermione couldn't help but ask:

"Harry, you're not still thinking about Professor Trelawney's prophecy, are you?"

But when she finished speaking, Harry didn't react at all, but Ron screamed in surprise.

Hermione immediately glared at him.

Ron was about to say something, but he glanced at the autistic Harry and immediately controlled his mouth. While muttering something silently, he turned his head and used the knife and fork in his hand to compete with the meat on the plate.

Hermione didn't pay attention to Ron's muttering, turned her eyes to Harry again, and said:

"Harry, if you ask me, no one can tell the omen of death in a pile of tea leaves."

"A discipline that is vague and full of conjecture is inherently loose."

"You will know just by looking at its textbook - most of the examples recorded there are vague and there is no clear answer."

Hearing this, Harry's expression became more lively, as if he was touched by Hermione's words.

After a few seconds, he said carefully:

"Do you remember what the Slytherin girl said yesterday about the 'prophet elf'?"

Ron, who looked like he was eating but actually had his ears perked up all the time, immediately became energetic when he heard these words. He raised his head and turned to Harry next to him. He looked inexplicably excited and said:

"Of course, you mean it found you last night?"

Hermione, who was sitting opposite Harry, also showed an interested expression and leaned forward slightly.

Harry looked at the two friends, paused, and then nodded slightly.

"Cool!" Ron jumped up excitedly.

"What does it look like? Like a fairy?" Hermione couldn't help but ask.

A fairy is a magical animal that is 1 to 5 inches tall, has a human body, head and limbs, and has two large wings like insect wings.

Depending on the species, fairy wings range from transparent to colorful and are widely used for decoration.

Of course, because they love vanity so much, fairies are also happy to serve as decorations.

"No," Harry denied, "She's a human being."

People... Ron and Hermione couldn't help but look at each other, feeling very surprised.

"Someone you would never expect," Harry added.

"Hey, man, can you stop being so secretive?" Ron stood up and patted Harry on the shoulder condescendingly.

Harry looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping, then lowered his body and whispered a name:

"Cassandra Warley."

Ron and Hermione's curiosity was completely aroused by Harry's somewhat neurotic demeanor, and their bodies followed his movements subconsciously and bowed down.

Then they heard the name.

"Who?" Ron, who was close, screamed.

The students having lunch in the auditorium were attracted by his shout and all looked at him.

The next second, Ron realized his mistake and sat down without any reminder from Hermione or Harry. He lay on the long table, looking as if he had committed a crime.

When they found that there was no excitement, everyone withdrew their gaze and either returned to the dinner plates in front of them, or continued their previous chats with the friends around them.

Only a certain person on the Slytherin table, whose right hand was wrapped in a bandage and hung under his neck, was still looking in the direction of Harry and the three of them, pretending to open his mouth wide, pretending to be frightened and shouting, and then yelled with the people around him. laugh it out.

The laughter even reached the Gryffindor table, with a strong sense of ridicule.

Ron couldn't help but clenched his fists, sat up suddenly and looked at those people angrily.

"Ron, leave him alone, he's not worth it." Hermione immediately advised.

"Hmph." Ron snorted coldly from his nose and muttered something in his mouth, "Yesterday in the Care of Magical Creatures class, he wasn't so powerful in front of Buckbeak, was he?"

As he spoke, he pretended to be frightened, shouting in an undisguised voice:

Gu Shu</span>“I’m going to die!”

"I'm dying! Look at me! He's killing me!"

Malfoy's expression changed instantly. He slapped his intact left hand on the table and stood up.

The two tall figures beside him also stood up and looked at the Gryffindor table menacingly.

Faced with the glares of the three people, Ron stood up without fear and unleashed all the anger he felt after being targeted by Snape and Malfoy in Potions class this morning, causing a pair of staring eyes. The scene where the three pairs of eyes on the other side never lose sight of each other.

He even raised his right hand provocatively and raised his chin.

The next moment, Harry and Hermione also stood up and stared at the Malfoys.

All of a sudden, Malfoy's arrogance was suppressed, and his face turned pale and green. Finally, he gave Harry and the three of them a vicious look, and left with Crabbe and Goyle in a hurry.

"Huh!" Ron exhaled happily, glanced at Malfoy's back triumphantly, and then turned around and sat down.

"That's enough, Ron." Hermione also sat down again and couldn't help but say something when she saw Ron's beaming look.

She just stood up to support Ron out of a friend's position. In fact, she didn't like this kind of heated conflict.

In her opinion, this is a complete waste of time and feelings.

Of course, although she also hates Malfoy and others.

After all, no one likes someone who disdainfully refers to themselves as a "mudblood"!

"But the focus is on Harry now, isn't it?" Hermione said.

Ron then remembered the cause of the matter and looked at Harry hurriedly.

At this time, Harry had already sat down silently. When he saw his two friends turning their attention to him again, he pursed his lips and described last night's dream in detail.

"Oh, this is ridiculous!" After hearing Harry's narration, Hermione couldn't help but cover her forehead and said.

"Yes." Ron rarely agreed with Hermione's words.

"But that's the truth." Harry smiled bitterly.

"No, Harry." Hermione put down her hand and waved it in front of her, "I don't mean to question you, but to question Cassandra Warley."

"But what was her purpose in lying?" Harry wondered.

Hermione was speechless. After thinking for two seconds, she said with a bit of frustration:

"I do not know."

"She seemed to just want to comfort me and didn't show any hostility." Harry said hesitantly, "And if it wasn't like she said, as a freshman who had not yet been exposed to magic, how could she do such a thing? .”

"..." Hermione opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything.

After a few seconds, she shook her fluffy hair with a slight irritation and said firmly:

"Anyway, let's tell Professor McGonagall first."

Harry was stunned for a moment:

"is it necessary?"

Hermione's eyes suddenly became sharp:

"Harry, have you forgotten the first two times?"

"Okay, okay." Harry responded hesitantly, a little sluggishly.

"Hurry up, go now!" Hermione stood up furiously.

"Huh?" Ron exclaimed, "But I haven't finished eating yet."

"There is Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon, hurry up." Hermione urged.

Ron and Harry looked at each other, feeling helpless.

However, he quickly got up and ran out of the auditorium with Hermione.

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