days at Hogwarts

Evening, auditorium.

The last class in the afternoon had just ended, and there was still some time before dinner. Some little wizards were sitting on the long table chatting, and some took time to do some homework.

Harry and Ron were making up their fortunes for the next few weeks.

"Next Monday, I'm probably going to have a cough because Mars and Jupiter are in unlucky alignment."

Loren was silent for a moment, and then said earnestly: "Ron, although there are no math classes at Hogwarts, you can't do without basic common sense. You must know that no matter when, the two planets can be connected in a line."

"Whatever, Professor Trelawney won't care." Ron waved his hand, "You know her, she likes to watch the bad things we make up more than planetary trajectories."

Harry couldn't agree more: "That's right...next Monday I'll be at risk of...well, getting burned."

"Yeah, we're going to see Blast-Ended Skrewts again on Monday, so you're at risk." Ron muttered, "Well, on Tuesday, Mercury is moving away from the sun, and I'll... lose my money."

"This is good. You can say that you lost money in a bet... Come and see me. Venus is in the zodiac... Will I fall down the stairs?" Harry said and paused, "This has been used before. ”

"How about you getting stabbed in the back by someone you thought was a friend?"

"On Wednesday, I got into a fight and lost."

"..."

The tragedy around the Gryffindor table is getting more and more intense. Young wizards who have not taken Divination classes have no idea that so many unfortunate things can happen in school.

next Monday?

Next Monday he's going to have a big meal, a top meal!

Loren looked towards the door of the auditorium, took out the goblin silver coin, and sent a message to Hermione.

Loren: Why haven't you arrived at the auditorium yet? Did the professor catch you sleeping in class and stay after class to criticize education, huh?

Hermione didn't reply.

Fifteen minutes later.

Hermione rushed to the auditorium. She had just finished her discussion with Professor Barbling and was in a daze. Everything she saw now looked like ancient runes.

But seeing her plate piled with lamb chops, grilled chicken legs, cod, and mushroom slices... the crooked runes in Hermione's head drifted away, and she turned to look at Loren: "It's just because I didn't reply to you. News, are you going to retaliate against me like this?”

"How could you think that?" Loren said with a serious face, "I was worried that you wouldn't be able to make it in time for dinner, so I helped you get the meal."

"..."

Hermione rolled her eyes, picked up the knife and fork expressionlessly and began to eat the mutton chops, her movements fierce and somewhat cruel.

But Loren didn't care at all. When Hermione cut up a piece of mutton, he stuck a fork into his mouth and said incoherently while chewing: "Harry and Ron were just making up their fortunes for the next few weeks. Ha, so stupid... I plan to take some time to go to the infirmary and ask Madam Pomfrey to borrow a medical record book, which records all kinds of unlucky things."

"..."

He would go to the infirmary later and reveal his conspiracy to Madam Pomfrey so that he could not borrow the case book.

Hermione looked up and caught a glimpse of his proud smile, noticing the teeth hidden deep inside.

Well, the wisdom teeth have started to erupt, so let Madam Pomfrey check them and remove them if they are crooked.

Hermione silently cut the mutton chops, inserted a piece into her mouth, the mutton was completely cooked, the outer layer was very fibrous, but the inner part was very tender, and when she took a bite, the salty gravy overflowed. , also has a slight sweetness, and the spice flavor is a bit abrupt.

It's delicious, no worse than any Muggle fine dining restaurant.

But the texture is not her favorite, and neither is the taste.

After eating too much of Loren's food, her taste has changed along with him. Hermione now also likes to eat grilled meat that is a little burnt, even crispy and thin-shelled. The spices should be heavier, preferably with a spicy taste. .

The plate seemed to be piled high, but with this person chattering next to me and grabbing pieces of meat from time to time, my appetite was surprisingly good. I ate everything in half an hour without wasting any food.

Hermione felt that her belly was a little bloated, and she was silent for a moment before she said, "I have talked about magic with Professor Barbling."

"Oh?"

"Professor Babbling said that the magic of magical animals is different from that of wizards. Their magic has only one effect, while wizards can use a variety of magic."

"Principal Dumbledore also said something similar." Loren enjoyed the chocolate mousse for dessert and waved his hand casually, "Someone has done this kind of thing involving blood and magic thousands of years ago. Let's not get too carried away. Great expectations.”

"Oh."

Hermione nodded belatedly.

……

Night, edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Rolf followed Luna, tiptoeing through the grass on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Every time Rolf walked a certain distance, he would look back in the direction of the castle.

I want to go back in time, but I also want to follow in depth.

Rolf said tangledly: "Luna, why don't we go see the unicorns again during the day..."

"No, I made an appointment with Fred. We will meet under the 17th beech tree on the path tonight. We can't break the appointment." Luna calmly pushed aside the weeds, her voice becoming more ethereal in the quiet moonlight of the forest. .

Fred is Luna's unicorn friend. I heard that he is still an underage unicorn. In the words of centaurs, he is still a pony. Of course, centaurs call all underage creatures ponies. foal.

Rolf subconsciously asked: "The 17th beech tree?"

"Yes, there are a total of 41 beech trees from the intersection to the fork. I counted them from this side, and Fred counted them from that side. We counted them five times, and there is absolutely no mistake."

Luna hummed happily: "We are going to start naming them from next month. How about naming them after stars. I plan to call the tallest tree the morning star."

On the September night, there was already a thin layer of fog at the edge of the forest, which made it a bit cold. But listening to the girl's carefree voice, all the worries in Rolf's heart seemed to dissipate.

"How about Polaris?"

"That's a good name."

"..."

Fifteen minutes later, the burly Hagrid walked out of the Forbidden Forest with a little wizard in one hand. His beard stood up with anger: "I must tell your dean! Filius and Pomona must Unexpectedly, their good student would wander into the Forbidden Forest at night and even provoke a unicorn!"

"I didn't mean to anger the unicorn." Rolf covered his face, extremely ashamed.

The magic robe on his body was a little messy, there was a shallow hoof print on his chest, and there was a puddle of mud on his butt. Anyone could tell that he had been kicked down by some kind of hoofed animal, but was uninjured.

Luna moved her shoulders slightly and found a comfortable position while Hagrid held her by the collar: "We didn't know Fred would be angry. We were just curious whether unicorns would hatch basilisk eggs."

"Merlin's beard!" Hagrid stepped on the field ridge. "That little guy must be very angry. Unicorns value their purity more than their lives. You actually used evil snakes." Blame it for tarnishing it.”

Rolf was even more ashamed when he heard this and covered his face and refused to let go.

"Why must a basilisk be evil, Hagrid? Is a basilisk with a good heart also evil?"

Hagrid thought of Aragog and laughed gruffly: "I think what you said makes sense, but your unicorn friend must be very sad. You have to convince it."

"I will."

Luna nodded, and suddenly thought of something, her body swaying like a swing stopped, "Hagrid, what are those people doing in the forest?"

Hagrid was a little surprised: "Have you seen those people?"

"No, but I saw harassing flies flying everywhere, more than in the castle during the final exam."

"Yes, those people must be extremely troubled." Hagrid chuckled twice, "I won't be able to tell you until some time later. Stop running into the Forbidden Forest, little guy..."