Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

On the third floor of the castle, Soul and Hermione ducked into an empty classroom.

"Here? But it's not very convenient here, right? What if someone finds out..."

"It doesn't matter, it will be over soon."

"Okay, then I'm here."

In the classroom, Soul and Hermione stood face to face on both sides of a table. In the middle of the table were a small transparent glass bottle and a piece of parchment filled with writing.

Hermione held her wand sternly, pointing the tip of the wand at the mouth of the bottle.

The awkward spell came out of her bright red mouth, and as the last syllable fell, a stream of bright blue flames spurted out from the tip of the staff, spontaneously forming a small dancing fireball in the glass bottle.

Suer quickly picked up the cork on one side and capped the bottle tightly.

"Hmm...it does look a bit like a bluebell." He picked up the bottle containing the blue flame, shook it slightly, and then handed it to Hermione.

Hermione held the bottle in her hand and looked closely, the dancing flames reflected in her pupils, "It's so beautiful," she said.

Suer followed the same method and also created a blue bellflower flame. It floated and jumped gently in mid-air, like a flame elf, and the chill flowing in the air was driven away.

Soul withdrew his wand and stretched out his fingertips to get close to the blue flame.

"Sure enough, it's just like what the book said. It's very gentle, not as gentle as a flame." There was no feeling of burning pain from the flames on the fingertips, only a constant warmth.

"Boom..." The moment Sur's finger poked in, the flames quickly dissolved and dissipated.

"Well...and it won't cause damage to the caster. What is the use of this spell?"

"Maybe it's just for viewing and keeping warm?" Hermione raised the bottle in her hand and said, "It's very warm. You can use it to cover your hands when you go to class."

"Heating?" Sol raised his eyebrows and looked at Hermione with a smile, "Hermione, do you want to make some money?"

"Making money?" Hermione tilted her head in confusion. "What do you use to make money?"

Suer pointed to the bottle in her hand, "I've heard a lot of people complain about the cold weather these days. I think they need something to warm their bodies."

"This?" Hermione raised her eyebrows involuntarily, "But we don't have any money at school..."

"Christmas is coming..." Soul reminded, "We need to prepare Christmas gifts."

"Okay." Hermione had no idea about making money. She nodded blankly, "Then what should we do?"

"Lend out the book that contains this magic spell as long as possible. It's best to return it when the weather warms up." Sur pointed out.

"As for doing business, leave it to the people who are the best at it." Soul smiled. He had a very suitable partner, the two Weasley brothers. These two will be in Diagon Alley in the future. A successful businessman who opened a magic shop.

Sur had already made a complete plan in a short period of time. When he was about to discuss it in detail with Hermione, a gloomy look came from one side.

It's Filch...

How could he always accurately find people among hundreds of empty rooms?

There was no way, the exchange plan could only be temporarily suspended. The two of them braved the situation and walked out of the classroom with their eyes on them. Hermione went to the library to find the book containing the blue wind chime flame spell and applied for a library card. Soul also had another Task.

But he wandered around and couldn't find the two brothers George and Fred. Instead, he saw Harry flying around in the air on the Quidditch pitch.

"From Hufflepuff?" A tall, strong boy stopped Soul, who was about to enter the Quidditch pitch, with an unkind expression on his face, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Sur looked at the boy strangely and nodded.

"What are you doing here?" The boy asked in an inquisitive manner, with piercing eyes like a law enforcer interrogating a criminal.

Su Er frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable being looked at, but still replied, "I'm here to find someone."

The boy opened his mouth and was about to say something. Harry, who was running around in the air, had already seen Soul.

"Hi Soul."

He rushed straight down and made a perfect sudden stop in front of Sur.

"Wood, he is my friend."

But the boy named Wood still looked at Suer with a look that looked at a class enemy, and Harry said quickly, "He won't tell me... uh... he won't tell anything about me here. "

"Okay..." Wood was still doubtful, but nodded, "Since your friend is here to find you, let's stop here today."

"Okay." Harry looked a little happy. He quickly took Soul with a broom and left the Quidditch pitch.

"This damn weather is really too cold, but Wood insists that I come here to train. You know, the game is about to start." Harry said as he walked.

"You joined the Quidditch team?" Soul asked knowingly, "Which position is it?"

Harry hesitated, looked left and right, and whispered nervously, "Seeker, don't tell this matter, Wood has a plan to use me as the secret weapon of the Gryffindor team. "

Su Er nodded, and the two of them walked for a while in silence along the path connecting the stadium and the castle.

It's true that Suer and Harry are not very familiar with each other. Oh no, it should be said that Suer is unilaterally familiar with Harry, while Harry has no contact with him at all.

"Don't tell me, otherwise Wood will definitely kill me." Harry repeated again, "By the way, what do you want from me?"

"I won't tell you." Su paused and then said, "Actually, it was an accident that I met you on the court. I came here to see George and Fred."

In fact, if you have a higher emotional intelligence, you shouldn't be so straightforward. However, in this year, if you get too close to Harry, you will be in danger of facing Voldemort directly. Even if it is a Dark Lord who is so weak that only his soul is left, you can't Imagine how many hidden tricks he has to make you want to die.

But Harry didn't seem to hear anything strange about Soul's words, but instead felt a little...well, happy?

"Maybe they've been in the lounge all day, you know, other houses can't get in there without a password... I mean, if I see George or Fred in the lounge, I can help you Tell them you're looking for them," he said.

"Well, I haven't found them in many places." Soul rolled his eyes, "Then I'll trouble you, Harry."

"Easy to do." Harry smiled innocently.

As he approached the castle, Harry was a little alarmed because every Gryffindor he met smiled and patted Harry on the shoulder and sent him their blessings.

"I'm sure you'll play great."

"We'll run with you holding the mattress so you don't get hurt if you fall off the broom."

Harry looked at Soul for help, but Soul just spread his hands towards him.

"It looks like the news was leaked."

"I didn't say that. I just found out about you becoming Gryffindor's Seeker."