HP Disguise Magus

To be on the safe side, when I got home, Amy put Sean in her handbag, holding the little owl in her hand. She didn't know if she could put two pets in the pet bag, a cat and a bird, or a very small owl. Bird, Amy decided not to take the risk.

She mischievously named the owl Prince, and the post office clerk told her that it was a male owl and that it would grow up, but the adult bird was only as big as a coconut, and Snape didn't know that he saw such a small owl How would an owl react to calling a prince.

Christmas is always a joy.Tonks especially likes the teacup that bites her nose. "Whenever I drink water and get distracted, it will give me a sip," she said happily.

Amy also prepared a Christmas present for Professor Snape.It is a landscape painting, the blue sky, the warm sun, hanging on the wall to add vitality to the whole room, and the evening sunset can appear in the evening.Amy hopes to add a little sunshine to Professor Snape's life. I don't know if it is her illusion. She thinks that Professor Snape appears in the sunshine too rarely.

During the holiday, Amy didn't tell her parents about Sirius breaking into Hogwarts castle, lest they worry.At the same time, she was still thinking about Harry and the others, so after Christmas and New Years, she told her parents to go back to Hogwarts Castle early.

"I want to concentrate on my studies," said Amy, shaking her mother's hand. "There are three new classes this semester, Mom."

"Okay, but if Tonks takes you there, we don't worry about you taking the Knight Bus alone." Andromeda agreed, unable to bear Amy's entanglement.

"Okay," Amy rushed upstairs to pack her things.

Saying goodbye to Tonks and reaching the Gryffindor lounge, she saw Harry and Ron, but not Hermione.

"Hi, Harry, Ron," Amy said, "where's Hermione?"

"I don't know," Ron said in a low voice,

"Maybe in the library, Amy, are you back?" Harry added.

"Yeah," Amy looked at Harry, feeling that he was still a little depressed, "I'm going back to the dormitory, see you later."

Ron and Harry nodded.

Amy didn't see Hermione in the dormitory, and when she went to the library, she wasn't there either. "Strange," Amy thought, "Why didn't Hermione act with Harry Ron?"

At dinnertime, Amy finally saw Hermione.

"Hey, Hermione, this way." Amy waved to Hermione.

Hermione quickly glanced at Harry and Ron not far away, and sat down beside Amy. "Hey, Amy, how was your holiday," Hermione smiled happily when she saw Amy, but then Amy felt that she was also a little down.

"What's the matter with you?" Amy asked. "Is Harry still bothered by that?"

"There's more to it," said Hermione darkly.She gushed to Amy that Harry had received a Firebolt, but she was very suspicious that it was from Sirius, so she told Professor McGonagall, who confiscated the Firebolt for inspection.And Ron's Scabbers, "Ron always thought my cat would eat his mice, and blamed Scabbers on my cat." Hermione whispered.

"Come on, eat," Amy urged Hermione to chat while eating. "I think you're right. Harry's safety is definitely more important at this time."

"Look, you think so too." Hermione seemed to have finally found a companion, so she couldn't help raising her voice. "But boy, all you can think about is Quidditch," she said through gritted teeth as she sliced ​​hard at her steak.

"Forgive the boys, what's up with Ron's Scabbers, he's been sick since this term," Amy murmured.

"I don't know, it's an old rat, but Ron will be very sad if Scabbers dies."

"I think Ron isn't just mad at your cat for having Scabbers, maybe he thinks you don't take his feelings seriously," said Amy, dipping a baked potato into the dipping sauce. "After all, Scabbers is weaker now, and your cat keeps catching him. Ron must be very distressed."

"Perhaps you're right, Harry is still on Ron's side because of the Firebolt," Hermione turned her head, "we've been worrying about Harry's safety all this time, I feel like cats and mice It's a small thing," she said, a little embarrassed.

"Although Sirius is chasing Harry, I guess for boys, they feel that this is a very distant thing that will not happen around us," Amy guessed, "it is not as good as the pet in front of me." And Quidditch."

"Yes," Hermione recovered a little now, maybe it's because people are easy to be satisfied when they are full. "I think I should go talk to Ron and try to keep Crookshanks a little tighter in the future."

"Yes, I'm sure Ron will be happier," agreed Amy. "Then where have you been all this time? I didn't find you in the library."

"Oh, I went to Hagrid's place to help him prepare lessons or something," Hermione said a little uncomfortable, "Malfoy's dad complained about Hagrid's Hippogriff, and they want it to be dealt with by the Dangerous Creatures Committee, Hagrid Greg and his Bickbucks are going to London for a hearing. If they lose..." Hermione paused.

"I've been looking at those files, and I must help Hagrid prepare well," Hermione said firmly, "I can't let Malfoy succeed."

"Yes, I'll help you," Amy said. "Together we will."

"That's great, Amy," Hermione said happily.

After dinner, they returned to the common room.Amy concentrated on reading a thick book "Hundred Cases of Predatory Animals", which Hermione and the others borrowed from the library. Amy continued to read the part Hermione had finished reading. She took out the quick quill , Record the useful content and chapters, so as to help Hagrid make a defense later.

Hermione went to Ron and Harry to have a talk with Ron.After a while, Hermione returned happily, and it seemed that the trio had resumed their friendship. "Although Harry is still a little bit bitter about his Firebolt," said Hermione, "I think we should be fine."

Their first class on protection of magical creatures after the start of school was very good. Everyone was worried that it would be difficult to stay outside for 1 hours in an open field in the cold January and take a boring class, but this class was very effective. good.Hagrid built a big fire full of fire monsters for everyone's entertainment, and the students had a fantastic lesson, gathering dead leaves to keep the fire going, and the flame-loving lizards were burning Jumping up and down on splintered, self-heating blocks of wood.

Amy believed that Hermione was responsible for preparing Hagrid's lessons. She winked at Hermione. Hermione smiled embarrassedly, but she was also very happy.

Although the three reconciled, Harry's Quidditch training began.This was Gryffindor captain Wood's final year at school, his last hope of winning the Hogwarts Quidditch Cup.The level of the Gryffindor team is generally recognized as good, but in the first year Harry was unable to participate in the last game in order to defend the Sorcerer's Stone, and in the second year the game against the Basilisk Quidditch was cancelled.So Wood redoubled his efforts to train the team, and everyone worked hard without complaint.

In addition to Quidditch training, Harry also has to go to Professor Lupine's class every week. It is said that it is to practice the magic of resisting dementors. Amy knows that it is the legendary Patronus spell. She also wants to learn it, but it is a pity. Unfortunately, she couldn't ask for it either.Maybe go back and grind Tonks.Amy thought.

Ron, Hermione and Amy are often in the common room, but they don't have much time to communicate. Hermione has a lot of homework, and she is almost immersed in her homework all the time.Amy lends Hermione and Ron her astronomy class crystal ball constellation model to use, which can lighten the load of at least one class.

"Thank you so much, Amy," Ron said gratefully, "Is there any magical tool that can replace the divination class? We can get rid of that monster Trelawney."

"Ron," said Hermione, taking time out of her busy schedule to stare at him. Although she didn't like Professor Trelawney, she was a professor after all.

Amy smiled at Mimi beside her.Her prince owl hops around her and Amy decides to give him a job.So she wrote a note that said, "To Cowardly Professor Snape," and gave the owl the note and a small packet of Bibi's Do-Flavours to tie to its paws.The prince set off with flapping his little wings.