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"At eight o'clock tonight, on the eighth floor, across from the tapestry where Barnaba beats silly Barnabas, can you help inform others?" After returning to the castle, Harry found Hermione who was having lunch and chatting with Ginny.Ginny raised her head to look at me and Harry. For some reason, I remembered the phrase "I always thought Ginny still liked you" that Ron once yelled at Harry, and I avoided her beautiful eyes unnaturally. Sitting across from Hermione.

After Harry wolfed down the sausage and mashed potatoes in front of him, she explained the ins and outs to Hermione, but Hermione didn't seem very happy. She slowly sipped the pumpkin juice in the glass and fell into thought.

"What's the matter?" Harry mumbled a few syllables with his mouth full.

"Dobby...you should still remember the things it did to protect Neville?" Hermione struggled for a while, "It's not that I don't trust it, but its plans are often... not very safe, no ?"

"Dumbledore also knows about this room. He mentioned it at the Yule Ball dinner." Harry's words had an immediate effect, and Hermione's face immediately brightened. When Harry was still eating the second plate of small sausages So I took Ginny to find Ron and Talus who had already returned to the lounge to discuss how to notify those who had attended the rally at the Pig's Head Bar.

"Dobby just said that as long as we don't want certain people to come in, those people can't come in, right?" I tore a small piece of bread and stuffed it into my mouth, feeling that I didn't have much appetite, like a wind blowing by the lake My stomach is full.

"Well." Harry looked up at my face, "If that house can respond to people's wishes, it sounds reasonable to prevent other people from breaking in-didn't you already say that when you were by the lake? Have you confirmed it several times?"

"If I'm not wrong," I took a deep breath, and chose to tell Harry the truth, "I used that room many times last semester...but at that time we thought it was just a place to hide things, So I worry about—”

"You?" he asked sharply, then looked up at the Slytherin table.

"But I don't think there will be another ideal place in Hogwarts." After a moment of silence, Harry put down the golden knife with half a sausage stuck in his hand, "We were taking risks, Just a little more risk...a little more caution."

"Hmm." I lowered my head and continued to eat the piece of cold bread with solidified butter. Harry seemed to be full suddenly, and left the auditorium after eating half of the sausage.

When we met in the Gryffindor common room after dinner, it was confirmed that everyone at the Hog's Head pub party had been informed: Hermione had contacted Cedric on prefect matters, and he had informed Hufflepuff For the relevant personnel, Ginny found the Ravenclaw classmates through her boyfriend, and Ron and Talus also set up a time with those in Gryffindor early.Everything seemed to be going smoothly and naturally, and no one noticed these moves.

Fifth grade students can move freely in the hallway until nine o'clock, but when you have some ulterior secrets in your heart, even the most ordinary behavior will worry about whether it will be suspicious-this leads us to seven o'clock It took nearly 10 minutes to get to the eighth floor from the lounge.

"Relax," Tallus said cheerfully to Ron. "You look like you've been constipated for a week. No one's going to attack us around the corner."

Ron's ears turned red immediately, and he took his hand out of his pocket in a hurry. I guess he had been holding his wand vigilantly just now.Harry stopped us. He produced a crumpled piece of parchment, tapped it with his wand, and said softly, "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good."

"I thought Mr. Potter confiscated it." Hermione showed a little surprised expression, "I remember you said that the last time this map fell into the hands of Barty Crouch Jr., Mr. Potter It was rare to lose my temper with you afterwards."

"Dad asked me to promise him not to use it indiscriminately, and then returned it to me. After all, it was a birthday present that couldn't be taken back." Harry explained simply, carefully checking everyone's location on the map, "Filch, the third floor; Mrs Norris, fifth floor - Umbridge, in the office, come on."

Sure enough, the "room of Requirement" Dobby described was where I practiced Occlumency with Draco last year.I stood there watching Harry follow Dobby's steps through the bare wall three times, while the troll on the moth-eaten tapestry across the way who beat up the ballet teacher scratched his head in bewilderment as he observed his behavior. The third time he turned from the one-person-high vase at the other end, a smooth door with a brass handle appeared on the wall, completely different from the inconspicuous little door that contained the garbage maze before.

It was a very spacious room, flanked by blazing torches.Hermione let out a soft breath, and she saw a whole row of wooden shelves full of various books, her eyes sparkled, while the boys were still curiously looking at the soft cushions piled up to the ceiling, full of looking glasses By the time she was on the little shelf for mysteries and mysteries, she had already pulled out a copy of "The Book of Poison Fighting Drugs" and was devouring it (I think she was really fed up with reading that boring book in Defense Against the Dark Arts class every week).

"Have you thought about what you want to teach them this time?" I just remembered this important thing. This week my mind has been filled with the antidote of Veritaserum, and it's only when I stand here that I remember our little plan None, and as people knocked and walked in, and Tallus and Ron kept explaining to newcomers what this place was, I felt more and more nervous.

"Teach the easiest ones first." Harry leaned against the wall and looked at the people who came in. If it wasn't for the action of reaching out to stroke his hair a few times after a while, the anxiety in his heart was exposed, at least he seemed calmer than me on the surface much. "For example—"

"I think everyone should be here." Hermione counted the number of people, and the clock on the wall pointed to exactly eight o'clock.After carefully marking the thick book in her hand, she put it back on the bookshelf, went to the door and turned the lock, and everyone heard the clear click of the lock.

I realized that all the faces were turned to me and Harry - since we were the only two standing, the feeling of being so much attention made me immediately try to turn around and find a cushion in the corner without hesitation.

"No." Harry's voice came low and clear to my ears, "I gave you a chance to think about it, and you made your choice, now that you are my partner, you need to stay by my side .”

"Then, this is the practice place we found." I haven't recovered from this sentence with a strong sense of command, he has already started to say to the people sitting down, "I think this should be regarded as a... Hmm, a more ideal place."

"A very ideal place." Cedric has been looking at the whole house since he came in. "It's so strange, I'm sure there was no such door here before."

A few people murmured to him, and the Weasley twins muttered that it used to be a broom closet.The twittering discussion made the atmosphere a lot more relaxed. Dean Thomas pointed to the shelf full of instruments beside Harry and asked about the purpose of the items on it. Harry explained briefly, and said that Aurors are not These detectors are often used because they can be spoofed.Reminiscing that Harry's father was the director of the Auror office before he was dismissed, even Zacharias Smith restrained his contemptuous look.

"So what are we going to learn first?" Someone asked impatiently, but Hermione raised her hand and said, "I think there are a few things that need to be checked before we start practicing."

"Uh, what's going on?" Harry pulled out his wand and had to put it back in his pocket in embarrassment.

"I think we should have a leader," said Hermione calmly, "with a recognized leader we can act together, and I think we need a name - this is not a simple entertainment party after all. "

"Harry is the leader." Tallus frowned. "Do you need to think about it?"

"Uh," Harry said, waving his hand, "it doesn't have to be me, if there's someone more suitable—"

"I think Cedric would be a better fit," said Zacharias Smith. "He's the Head of the Boys, and there's no one here who knows how to lead a group of—"

"It was clearly organized by Hermione!" Ron retorted bluntly, "If it wasn't Harry, it should be her—"

"I'm nominating Neville Longbottom," said a trance voice, and Luna Lovegood adjusted her huge pair of glasses on the bridge of her nose. Neville stared at her with wide eyes, and she calmly Looked at us and said, "Hey, aren't we going to fight You-Know-Who, of course we should choose someone who has successfully resisted him!"

"No, no, no!" Neville's face flushed, "Harry resisted him too! He's done much better than me, and I'm here to learn."

"Then Harry Potter." Luna tilted her head and raised her hand, "I choose Harry Potter."

Many people, including Cedric, raised their hands, and finally Smith reluctantly raised his hand.

"Uh, thank you." Harry blushed, stretched out his hand awkwardly and stroked his hair again, "Then it's what Hermione just said, our name—"

"The Ministry of Magic is a team of idiots!" the Weasley twins said in unison, waving their arms.

"Is the anti-Umbridge alliance okay?" Angelina asked expectantly, and got approval from many people.

"I think it's better not to use such an obvious name." Hermione said, frowning slightly. "We can't attract other people's attention when we mention it outside, or even if they notice, they won't know what we are doing."

"How about the Defense Association?" Qiu Zhang, who was sitting next to Cedric, proposed, and in the face of those looking at her, she explained generously: "DA for short, no one knows what we are talking about."

"That's good!" Ginny clapped her hands lively, "DA can also be 'Dumbledore's Army', which is what the Ministry of Magic is most afraid of now!"

There were laughs and murmurs of approval at her words, and Ginny tossed her fiery red hair into a broad smile.

"Do you all agree with DA? If you agree, please raise your hand like before." Hermione counted the number of people, "Then—pass."

She took out the slip of paper with everyone's name on it from her schoolbag and pinned it to the wall, writing "Dumbledore's Army" on the top.

"Then can we start learning things?" Smith urged impatiently, looking up at Harry bluntly, "What are you going to teach us today?"

"Disarming Charm." Harry drew his wand. "I think we should start with the basics."

"Tch——Disarming Curse?" Smith folded his arms and showed an exaggerated expression, "Just teach this? Disarm you? Please, what effect can this simple spell have on the mysterious person—"

Harry was about to retort, I thought he wouldn't be defensive when he spoke, but he almost immediately moved away when I started waving my wand, the red light from my wand brushing his fingertips However, the wand in his hand had just been dropped before he grabbed it back.

"Okay, I counted it as a surprise attack just now." I shrugged, "This time I'll let you have a second—"

"Expelliarmus!" Before I finished speaking, the tip of his wand was already shining, and his speed was much faster than I expected-I was very grateful that he had tied his hair with a hair tie just now when they were discussing things. Tucked into a ponytail, the long hair really got in the way during the fight, two red lights swerved in the air due to collision, Harry's one hit Smith straight, and Smith tried to get up and reach him in a panic While whirling the wand that flew aside, he seemed to have hit an invisible wall, paralyzed on the cushion and could not move. I cast a summoning spell and lightly retracted the wand into my palm, and threw it to He Hannah Abbott of Chippaci asks her to help pass it back.

"The wand is the wizard's most important weapon and protection." I straightened up and said to Smith, "The disarming spell is the simplest and most effective spell to disarm the opponent. Natural attack is unexpected to you. I just wanted to do it." A demonstration - I didn't expect to be dodged by Harry, but if what I just cast on you was not an impeding spell but other spells, do you think you still have the power to fight back?"

"Which of you two is better?" Brother Creevey looked at me eagerly and then at Harry, "Miss Snape almost succeeded just now."

"I don't think that's our focus today," said Hermione hastily.

"Then, let's start practicing. I think it's better to be in groups of two." Harry glanced at me, then turned to the others and said, "From now on."

Harry was right, there were quite a few people in this room who used even the most basic disarming spells in a haphazard manner - many of them waved their wands bluffing, forcing their opponents to be stunned by the sound of their voices. I took a few steps back in fright, and the light of the spell flew over my head and hit the bookshelf next to me. I just thought that I should put these items away at this time, and they retreated into the wall, leaving a bigger practice space.

Neville and Luna had a lot of practice situations, and their performance was very unstable. Harry watched for a while and called Ron and Hermione to accompany them in practice.Spells of this difficulty were too easy for Tallus, who soon grew tired of easily taking away Ernie MacMillan's wand while he was making a big move, and started walking around the room acting as another teacher— ——Greatly reduced the practice efficiency of some girls. Sister Patil's eyes followed his back all the time, and she almost ignited her robes because of the wrong spell.

"I think you'd better count down to three first." I suggested to them after extinguishing the flames, "This way you are all prepared, and then you can count silently. Try it."

Although the scene in the room seems to be chaotic, everyone has something to do. At first, it was just me, Harry and Cedric going around the room to correct mistakes. Soon a few people got the hang of it and started Instead of us helping our own partner.Harry found a whistle on the table, blew the whistle to make everyone stop, and after briefly pointing out a few common problems, he motioned to continue practicing.

"I'll just go and see Hufflepuff." Cedric said to me when I was going to correct McMillan's wrong action. "Smith seems to be trying to get you back with a jinx."

I raised my eyebrows: "Then he can try it."

"You know silent spells?" He looked very interested, "I'm sure you didn't recite the disarming spells and impeding spells just now, you should be like Harry and the others, fifth grade..."

"A little bit." I saw that Qiu Zhang was disarmed by her female partner because she was looking in this direction, and said to him simply, "The more basic ones work, but the complicated ones don't."

"That's already very powerful." He said sincerely, "Many seventh grade students still need to lie to the teacher by reciting spells quietly."

"Uh, Cedric, can you show me some of the Ravenclaw classmates?" Harry popped up, pointing to Cho Chang, who didn't practice well, and her female companion. , "They may prefer you to guide them."

"No problem." Cedric nodded and walked over to his girlfriend - but Cho looked more flustered.

When Hermione reminded us of the time, we found that the clock had pointed to ten past nine—we had to go back to the common room immediately, or the consequences of being caught by Filch would be disastrous.Harry immediately blew his whistle and began to arrange for everyone to leave in groups of three or four. Cedric reminded him that he hadn't made an appointment for the next meeting.

"Uh, same place at the same time?" Harry asked.

"Can it be earlier?" Dean Thomas' words were agreed by many people, and it seemed that everyone was very satisfied with the results of today's practice.

"The Quidditch season is about to start, and the team also needs to practice." Angelina hurriedly added.

"Then tentatively set the same time next Wednesday." Harry pulled out the Marauder's Map, "Now everyone hurry up—"

The room gradually emptied, and Tallus was arranged to go with the Weasley twins. Today happened to be the time when Ron and Hermione prefects were on duty. They could walk around the corridor freely. Harry confirmed with the map After everyone had safely returned to the lounge, they pulled out the invisibility cloak from their schoolbags.

"Just in case." He wrapped him and me in an invisibility cloak, "Let's go."

"How did it feel?" Harry asked me on the way back to the common room. "I don't think it's that hard. It's not bad."

"Yeah." Because I'm in an invisibility cloak, I have to be careful not to touch him, "Better than I thought."

"Not angry anymore?" He smiled.

"I'm not angry—why?" I looked up at him blankly.

"Because I won't let you go." Harry said calmly, holding the Marauder's Map, "I shouldn't have talked to you like that, but when you said you used this room, and... sorry, no control Hold your tone."

"It's okay." I heard myself whisper after a moment of silence, "I already beat you anyway."

"That counts as a beating?" he said with a smile. "I didn't even drop my wand."

I stared at him for a while, and then announced with a lack of confidence: "Next time I will let you go."

"Then I'm looking forward to it." He put away the invisibility cloak in front of the portrait of the fat lady, and his fingers accidentally touched the back of my neck that was exposed because of the long hair tied up. I hid to the side as if hit by some spell a few steps.

"Good night." I hurriedly dropped the words and crawled into the hole exposed by the portrait.