HP Hermione's Phoenix

No matter how doubtful Hermione was, life was still on the right track.

Ron leaned over stupidly and said, "Wow, Hermione, I feel like your brother talks a lot lately."

Neville nodded in agreement, "Tom is indeed much more cheerful."

Harry scratched his head, and said in a daze, "It's just that he feels...uh... more and more Draco..."

The four Gryffindor friends leaned against the pillars in front of the tower. Hermione folded her arms and watched the silver and green team of Slytherins coming from the direction of the cellar.

The one who was leading the way was the conspicuous young master with platinum blonde hair—no, maybe he couldn't be considered young anymore.He and the teenagers around him are all so high-spirited and well-dressed, the air within a foot of them smells of Earl's perfume...

He led the people to stand in front of the pillar triumphantly, and the dull hair couldn't help but curl up, "Good morning, Harry, Ron, Neville, and Hermione."

"Um, good morning...Draco, and Tom..." Harry looked at his upturned hair hesitantly.

"Morning, everyone." Tom smiled kindly.His tie was neatly tied, his black hair shone like jewels, and he almost matched Draco's imposing manner.

"We're going to training soon, Harry." Draco looked at him mercilessly, his golden eyebrows raised: "Although you got a Firebolt, I still believe that this year's Academy Cup is ours."

Harry shrugged, pushed his glasses without admitting defeat, and said calmly, "That's right. I'm so sorry, but even when you didn't have the Firebolt, you still lost to me every time."

Ron could not help but whistled.

Hermione folded her arms, watching this schoolboy-like scene with cold eyes...

However, in this school, most people seem to be very enthusiastic about it.Soon some troublemakers stopped and started snapping and taking pictures with their terminals.

In the past two years, it seems that "being photographed at any time" and "needing to be photographed at any time" have become common sense among Hogwarts students.

Draco raised his head even more unwillingly, and gave Harry a haughty look: "Although we are friends, I will not show mercy to you, Harry Potter."

Harry spread his hands very easily: "You just come."

"Hmph!" Draco's dumb hair flicked automatically, and suddenly he stretched out his arms to embrace Tom beside him, and said with a dangerous expression: "I want to pay attention to improving your own skills, but also need to help our academy. Think about the sustainability of your team. Quidditch is not a game of mind and blood. I noticed that while you were the ace of Gryffindor, did you share the troubles of your captain? What, my friend?"

Harry paused: "Oh?"

"U-14, Harry!" Draco's expression was so arrogant, he patted Tom on the shoulder vigorously, and said very proudly: "You still don't understand the meaning of a teenager under the age of 14? ╮(╯ ▽╰)╭ This is also a Gryffindor tradition... Well, I won’t say much, but I’m happy to tell you that Tom is about to become the ace substitute of the Slytherin team. Proud of a freshman. Hermione, although he is your brother, he belongs to our house after all."

Ron's expression suddenly changed, he stood forward, and said equally unconvincingly, "Just wait and see! There will be no shortage of U-14s! Gryffindor will never repeat the same mistakes!"

"Then look forward to it, my friends! See you on the court next week for the semester finale!" Draco waved to them with a smile, and walked away with Tom.

——"Crack!"

Colin Creevey suddenly emerged from the crowd of onlookers holding a terminal, and asked very professionally: "Excuse me, is what you said just now a declaration of war on Slytherin? Did the Gryffindor team really discover new things?" Player goals?"

"Uh……"

"Senior Hermione, what do you think of your brother joining the Slytherin team? Will Tom become Harry's rival?"

"Friendship first, competition second." Hermione made a brief comment, then turned to her friends and said, "You guys are so naive."

Ron said dissatisfiedly: "How can this be called childish?! This is the Academy Cup, and it's a big deal, okay! If it wasn't for Draco being our friend, I'd want to throw shit on his face..."

Harry spread his hands and said innocently, "I don't think so... But I also agree that Draco is a bit naive... By the way, Ron, what did you mean when you said that Gryffindor would never repeat the same mistakes?"

Ron clenched his fists and said helplessly: "Hey, have you never thought about it—! Do you remember what Wood told you at the beginning of school? Ever since Charlie graduated, until you showed up, we haven't won the Academy Cup for seven years Already!!!—”

Harry suddenly came to his senses, and his expression suddenly changed——

"And you are going to graduate after all! If you don't find new students, what will happen to the Gryffindor team after you graduate?!" Ron said regretfully, "Hermione, how good is your brother?"

"I didn't even know he could play," Hermione said deadpan.

"Hey, there's no need to ask anyway. To be spotted by Draco must be of a good level...Why didn't your brother come to Gryffindor?!" Ron was heartbroken.

Hermione snorted, "Then you have to ask Salazar Slytherin..."

The end of the term is approaching, and at the same time, the final event of the semester-the final Quidditch battle, Gryffindor vs. Slytherin is about to be staged.This time, there is the school intranet and ubiquitous terminals.The continuous hot live broadcast has hyped the enthusiasm of the whole school to the highest point.

Hermione was the only one who really wasn't interested in Quidditch.But she was still in the terminal room, turning on the monitoring of the stadium.

Looking at the lively, active, black-haired boy riding on the broom, she felt a sense of discord in her heart, and finally put down the teacup in her hand: "Is he also interested in Quidditch?"

"It's great that Tom has become more cheerful!" Hogwarts straightened his hat and said with relief.

She turned her head and looked at the castle: "I noticed that you have an extra hat."

"Yes." Hogwarts straightened the black punk-style rivet hat and grinned: "I just made it. Tom also gave me a lot of styling advice."

"...Why is he so active about styling now? He foolishly followed Draco to talk this morning, and he looked like the second son of the Malfoy family!"

"That's good! Fifty years ago Tom was a prefect, you know, the kind of guy who kept some distance from the other students. Now he must be trying to make a different choice."

Hogwarts slid the terminal in his hand, and sat on the chair with a smile: "Today's hot topic, Malfoy and Potter, friends off the field and opponents on the field, who will win the Academy Cup?! Analysis of hot posts in the discussion area... Huh."

It was stunned for a moment, and stretched out its hand to straighten the hat on its head again: "The local area network...is also updated...Major headlines...Lucius released Regulus."

[Today's headlines: Missing for 13 years, Blake's owner returns]

[Regulus Black announces the right to inherit Black's old house]

[Sirius' brother is suspected of being a Death Eater and accuses Malfoy's patriarch of being released on bail]

……

Hermione glanced roughly, and said indifferently, "Let Lucius handle it."

She suddenly thought of the small stone basin in the cave.Waving her hand, she took out the small stone basin that hadn't been touched for a long time. She stared at the faint green venom, which contained a forged small pendant and evidence that Regulus was once a hero.

She waved her hand and casually called Peeves: "You take this pot of liquid and give it to Dumbledore."

Peeves immediately looked at her depressedly: "...do you remember that I am a ghost? Do you remember that I am transparent?"

"Don't be coquettish, I know you can do it, your strength is at least the top three among all the ghosts in Hogwarts."

"Okay..." Peeves reluctantly lifted up the basin of liquid and walked out the door.

"What are Dumbledore and Tom hiding from me?" She frowned deeply.

"Hey - he finished training, he came from the field." Hogwarts clapped his hands and said.

Soon, there was a loud noise from the wall, and Tom walked out of the passage refreshed.His face was slightly reddish from exercise, and he looked very good; Hermione stared at him as he took off his coat, and the shirt was a little wrinkled around his waist, which made him look very angry.

"Training is over!" said Hogwarts happily. "How's Quidditch, Tom?"

He smiled and nodded. "Very well, I realize I was a mistake not trying this exercise before... Hermione."

He quietly walked to her small tea table, tall and erect, looking at her with piercing eyes.

Hermione was still holding a cup of scented tea.She raised her head, her tone was indifferent: "What's the matter?"

Looking into his eyes, she suddenly felt very irritable, and she couldn't help saying mockingly: "If it's about a secret you don't plan to tell...then you'd better keep it. Everyone has secrets, and I don't I intend to press you."

But he suddenly knelt down on one knee in front of her.Hermione was taken aback.

"Hermione, I will definitely tell you, because I want to change my life..." In white clothes and black pants, he looked up at her with wet eyes: "But before that, I must complete the agreement with Dumbledore, I need your help……"

Hermione put down her glass, and said with a sigh of relief: "Is Dumbledore's matter so important?!"

He nodded quietly, just barely holding her hand and begging—"Please believe me, it's really important."

Hermione frowned and glanced at him: "You stand up first."

He stood up slowly and looked at her with a smile: "You agreed?"

"...What on earth are you going to do?"

"I want to practice the Patronus Charm." He said clearly and word for word.

"Huh?" She shook her hand, "What does this have to do with me?"

"Yes, I know, Hermione, you don't need to learn that spell... but, I hope you will learn it with me," he said seriously.

"……why?"

"Because I need a reference object. This is the experience I gained from Professor Snape." He said calmly, "I hope you can bring it and practice with me."

Hermione really found this extremely unreasonable.But Hogwarts couldn't help but kept being cute and coquettish, rolling and begging: "Small oily Hermione, just promise once~~ It's just a Patronus Charm, you will definitely learn it soon..."

Hermione finally sighed, "Okay then."

She remembered that there was a boggart that was brought from Black's old house in her box, and it would be good to study its composition.

In the spacious Room of Requirement, with sunlight streaming in majestically from outside, she released the Boggart.

Tom was still a little nervous at first, with an inexplicable expectation that the Boggart would be the one she was most afraid of when he appeared...

But his expectations were in vain.The Boggart went straight to the scene as a Dementor.She glanced at him lazily, as if she had read his thoughts, then raised her wand and waved it casually: "Call God to protect—!"

A huge and magnificent bird of pure silver emerged from the tip of the wand and let out a long clear cry.Both Hogwarts and Tom were dumbfounded.People in the wizarding world have never seen this kind of bird. It is so indescribable, as if the beauty of the world is beyond words...

The giant bird opened its mouth and spit out a mouthful of silver fire at the dementor.The Boggart howled, actually made a gesture of covering his face, and hid in the box in desperation, and closed the box door again with a bang.

She lazily put away her wand and glanced at him: "It's your turn."

"Oh..." He couldn't contain the shock in his heart, "How did you do it? This is also your first time..."

"It's enough to understand the principle of spellcasting, the rest is just a matter of magic power control."

"How do you understand the principle of the Patronus Charm?" he asked sharply.

"Call to protect your own body, and kill the demons." She said lightly, "The old things are turbulent, and everyone has demons that can't be looked back. Dementors use this to invade people's hearts... But demons are hearts Devil, how can I ignore it? How can my heart be as calm as water? Is it too forgetful to forget all the painful old things? Is that still a human being?"

"So..." He stared blankly at her.

"Slay the demons!" She repeated repeatedly, "My way is the way of mortals to cultivate the Tao! I am a mortal, how can I not have demons? If I don't avoid demons, so what if I admit that I have demons? , Just go head-on! Just swing your sword and kill!"

What she said made his heart clear, and his eyes also brightened, and his black eyes looked at her brightly.

She was noncommittal, and turned to open the box: "I let the Boggart out. You prepare."

This time, he was enlightened, confident, with a reference in front of him, and he no longer had any thoughts of fear.The dementor rushed over with its fangs and claws, but he didn't dodge at all, he just spoke clearly and waved his staff: "Call God to protect—!"

——He already has full confidence in his heart!

——He absolutely believes that miracles will happen!

but……

Everyone in the room was stunned when a silvery, viscous and fat mass slipped out from the tip of his wand...

Even the Dementor was stunned for a moment, looking at this fat mass, wondering if it was a normal Patronus... until it let out a chirping sound, and rushed towards him——Aww!Boggart got back into the box with tears streaming down his face, feeling so tired that he would never love again!

"This..." Hogwarts said hesitantly, "Tom, your Patronus... er, have you succeeded?"

Tom was also stunned, and his hand holding the wand was almost unsteady: "Uh... I... I think it should be... but..."

Hermione glanced at him, and also said a little strangely: "Although I haven't seen many people cast this spell, I also know that the shape you conjure is a bit strange... How did you change it?"

He stared blankly at the lump in his hand, and said slowly, "I... I changed after you..."

Hermione frowned and said, "I think the chicken looks changed—wait, you?! So you—"

Tom immediately came to his senses, suddenly realized, and his complexion was a little bad - why did she transform into the original form of the phoenix, and I transformed into the shape of a little yellow chicken... No, it was a fat version of the little silver chicken, so everyone almost didn't recognize it ? !

"Uh... But it's a success anyway... I'm going to find Dumbledore." He glanced at her and walked away quickly with his wand in his hand.

"...I think the roast chicken needs to lose weight." Hermione said with a bad face.

"I think so too." Hogwarts nodded approvingly.

On the rooftop a few hundred meters away, the little yellow chicken who was grabbing snacks with Caesar suddenly sneezed.

The author has something to say: Some of you mentioned that sometimes there are some English sentences in the article... Khan, let me explain this. In fact, when I think of writing about someone saying a certain sentence, I can’t help but imagine him or her The image in the British drama, his appearance, his accent, the lighting, when he said this, the tone is affectionate, or the tone is a little hoarse...I can imagine these Sometimes, he felt that his tone and posture could not be expressed in Chinese, especially in the special English context... so he couldn't help but write in English directly.

Of course, there are not many such cases, after all, this is a novel in which oriental consciousness prevails

In fact, my English is not very good, and I have been writing more cautiously|||Khan, I will pay more attention to this situation in the future, and will not use many complicated words. If I write it, I will mark it in the words-333-

Speaking of British film and television dramas, I will post two pictures↓

I think six-year-old Tom looks like this.That's pretty much what I imagined it to be.A little melancholy, aggrieved eyes.If he had green eyes, it would look like the picture below.

The picture is a young actor in the TV series "Legend of Merlin", with black hair and green eyes, very temperamental.