days at Hogwarts

The divination class is over.

Walking out of the classroom that was stuffy with spices, the cold and fresh air outside made Loren sneeze.

Ron was walking behind Harry, holding his shoulders with both hands, his eyelids glued together tightly. You could see that he was struggling to open them, but the weight was too heavy and he couldn't resist.

Harry's eyes were red and bloodshot, not from being tortured by the fire dragon last night, but from being tortured in the Divination class. He suspected that Professor Trelawney really had some clairvoyance, but it was only for him, Loren and Roland. It didn't matter if En was so deep in sleep that as long as he closed his eyes for a moment, Trelawney would notice.

In the cold winter, the classroom is warm, I want to sleep but can't.

Is there any punishment more excruciating than this?

In order to prevent himself from falling into a coma, Harry sorted out the results of the special dream training in the past few days in class and wrote down all the useful spells and tactics in notes.

Looking at the densely written parchment in his hand, Harry recalled the special training scenes of the past week in his mind.

Although the memory of the first night was not good. The completely unreasonable flames made him feel a little scared when he saw the Swedish Brachysaurus. But as Loren continued to adjust, the images of other fire dragons became more and more realistic. The texture of the scales and the texture of the muscles are also becoming clearer.

Harry felt that he had gradually overcome his fear of fire dragons, and he could stand in front of them longer and longer. Especially after receiving Professor Moody's advice, he began to use firebolts to deal with fire dragons.

Although he can't defeat the fire dragon, he can only follow the fire dragon eating ashes behind his butt. What is the difference between the fire dragon and the blind basilisk.

I just don’t know how far other warriors can do it...

"Loren."

Harry handed him the parchment: "I have some ideas on how to deal with fire dragons, and I have made several plans for different fire dragons. For example, the Hebridean Black Dragon is huge but bulky and moves slowly. I can use firebolts to trick it. , the gentle Welsh green dragon can pass by without disturbing it..."

Loren took the parchment and saw it was full of scrawled characters. He could barely make out one or two words, and his brain hurt from reading it.

"But so far, I can't think of a way to defeat them... Last Friday night, I used a coma spell to knock down the Welsh Green Dragon, but I'm not sure whether it was comatose or just wanted to sleep."

Loren felt that this level was enough to pass the competition, but he still took a closer look and barely recognized a few spells he found while flipping through the information. He paused and said, "This eye disease spell, um, have you mastered it yet?" ?”

"Not yet." Harry smiled sheepishly, "This spell seems to be a little more difficult than the disarming spell. I haven't been able to fully utilize its power, but I should be able to learn it before the competition."

"This spell... is indeed very powerful, and it can also work on fire dragons." Loren hesitated, "But it is classified as black magic in some books, and it may take several months to cause damage to the eyes of fire dragons. Only then can you recover. You'd better think carefully when using it..."

Harry nodded thoughtfully.

……

The castle has completely entered winter, and the temperature around Hogwarts has already dropped. The little wizards have put on winter clothes, thick sweaters and fluffy scarves. They are fluffy and some fat people are walking. It came still staggering, like a big goose by the black lake.

Although it was getting dark, it was still a while before dinner time, and Loren and Hermione made an appointment to meet in the library.

After going down the stairs and just turning the corner, she saw the familiar figure. Hermione was wearing a brand new winter magic robe, pure black trousers, and her brown slightly curly hair was draped behind her back, soft and fluffy. The thickened sweater in winter made the figure a little bloated, and the cheek muscles had accumulated a little flesh for the winter. They were slightly red, like an apple, and looked a bit cute, making people want to reach out and pinch them unconsciously.

The man's eyes were blazing, and his thoughts were written on his face, which was too straightforward.

Hermione looked at him warily: "Mr. Morgan...your ideas are dangerous."

"What bad intentions can kind-hearted Morgan have? He just wants to massage the muscles on Miss Granger's face."

"How can a normal person massage the muscles on his face?"

"Why not?" Loren said confidently, "Lifting facial muscles can reduce wrinkles and delay aging!"

"..."

Hermione was silent for a moment, watching the man's eyes getting brighter and brighter, and raised her steps sideways: "Let's go to the library. The potion book you were looking for was borrowed by someone else if you were late."

"If you can't talk, just change the subject, tsk..." Loren reached out and poked her cheek before he was satisfied, "Don't worry, those books are very popular."

"..." Hermione silently made a note in her mind, "You suddenly started learning potions again. Did Professor Snape give you extra lessons?"

"The make-up classes will probably be left to next semester."

"What do you mean?"

"He said that there are people with bad intentions in the castle, and he wants to hide the connection between us."

Hermione had a candidate in mind without much thought, and carefully guessed: "That Professor Moody? Principal Karkaroff?"

"It's possible, but just these two people are not enough to make Professor Snape so cautious." Loren said with a mysterious expression, "I always thought that Crouch had a problem, but I didn't expect that his problem was bigger than I thought."

"Is there a problem Mr. Crouch?"

Loren poked her cheek again: "I'm not sure yet, but Dumbledore should know something about it. It must be full of ulterior conspiracy. Let's stay calm this school year."

"..."

Hermione's eyelashes slightly lowered, her eyes twinkling.

Loren's words made her clear up a lot of her thoughts. No wonder both the Ministry of Magic and Principal Dumbledore agreed to Harry participating as a warrior. One side was planning to murder Harry, and the other was planning to lure out the person who planned the conspiracy.

There was a soreness in both cheeks.

After coming back to her senses, Hermione's pupils shrank slightly. This man was blatantly grabbing her face and pulling it to both sides.

"Massage, hehe, facial massage..."

"Loren Morgan!"

The girl's face was expressionless, but a powerful force burst out from her seemingly thin body.

……

In the small pavilion in the castle atrium.

A little girl wearing a light blue thick velvet cloak sat on a low stool, looking at the blue bellflower flames in a glass jar. Her delicate and cute little face was full of curiosity. Gabrielle's palms were pressed against the outer wall of the glass jar. , the warm feeling made her eyes shine.

Sitting across from her were Ginny, Luna, Harry and Ron, who were wearing Mrs. Weasley's characteristic thick sweaters and felt a little pity for the girl.

After getting along with each other for a period of time, she already knew that the name of Beauxbatons school comes from the French word for beautiful wand, so the guys in this school are all idiots who only want style but not warmth. Most students come to Hogwarts with only Silk school uniform and traveling poncho.

Even if they weren't stupid before, after staying for more than half a month, the temperature difference between Scotland and the French Pyrenees had almost frozen them into stupidity.

I heard that the thick velvet cloak on the little girl was specially requested by her sister.

Harry waved his wand and summoned several more blue flames floating around. He pondered for a moment and asked: "Gabriel, the first event of the Goblet of Fire Tournament is about to begin. Your sister has been following Ms. Maxim. Secret training, do you know how well they trained?"