Vol 2 Chapter 1817: back to first grade

The truth about this place is astounding, involving the unimaginably powerful magic of the ancient warlocks, but the purpose of their visit is to find the keys to Hufflepuff's secret treasure.
"I'm looking, we can go into the Eternal Dream to find Dodo." Hermione flipped the pages quickly, reading the book ten lines at a time, "Hufflepuff here describes the way to enter the house-elf home, through that channel , the book calls it a dream connector, through which house-elves can enter their homes, allowing Dobby to try it... Well, wait, the whole process is irreversible, if Dobby really uses this If the method goes in, then he will never be able to come back."
Dobby was horrified by Hermione's words, and he shook his head vigorously, his big eyes filled with tears.
"Dobby won't go anywhere, miss, please, Dobby just wants to stay here, Dobby wants to stay and help Harry Potter, Dobby wants to wait for Master Aiwen to come back, don't let Dobby in."
"Don't get excited, Dobby, we didn't let you into the house, I'll take a look," said Hermione, sliding her fingers up and down the book quickly, then flipping to the next page.
She repeated the process, reading page after page, while everyone else watched her in silence. For a moment, the only sound in the room was the sound of Hermione flipping the pages and Dobby's more sobbing.
"There, the home of the house-elf is essentially a dream, which can be entered by dreaming. Although Hufflepuff has transformed this magic so that it is no longer connected to other people's dreams, here, the dream's The power is the most powerful, and it may be possible to go in."
"What shall we do, dream?" asked Sirius.
"That's right!" Hermione nodded, her eyes still resting on the book in front of her, "If you don't go through the dream connector, then dreaming is the only way to enter the eternal dream. The lakes below can help us strengthen our connection with the eternal dream. Contact, that is the source of the magic of dreams, take a little before going to bed, you can get the same power as the eternal dream... To be on the safe side, we'd better send someone in, let me come, I just want to see the domestic child What is the home of the elves like?"
Hermione made up her mind, and the three discussed for a while. Sirius repeatedly confirmed whether the process was dangerous or not. Hermione could not guarantee it, but someone had to take this risk, and she thought it was very suitable for her to do it herself.
She knew the ins and outs of the whole thing, and she had the ability to communicate with the elf, better than Sirius and Harry. After some arguing, Hermione filled Hufflepuff's golden cup with the lake water, and under the watchful eyes of Harry, Sirius, and Dobby, she drank the water in the golden cup.
The entrance of the lake is sweet, and the strange magic power pervades Hermione's body, which is very wonderful.
"how are you feeling?"
"Not bad, I'm going to sleep now, I hope it will be a good dream." Hermione said, she lay down and closed her eyes, almost instantly entering the dream.
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Hermione only felt darkness in front of her eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, the scene had changed, and after observing for a while, she realized that she was lying on the four-poster bed in the Hogwarts bedroom.
"Wake up, Hermione, if you go back to sleep, it will be too late for breakfast." Parvati Patil's voice came from the side. She had just returned from breakfast and was looking at the bed with a puzzled face. Hermione, "Strange, why did you sleep late today, isn't it sick?"
"No, I'm getting up now!" Hermione stretched and got up from the bed.
This dream is too real, it seems that it is really back to Hogwarts, how to enter the house of the house-elves and find the house-elves of Hufflepuff? Hermione thought about this, but stopped immediately, feeling that something was wrong with her body.
She seemed to have shrunk. She stretched out her palm and looked at it. It was small, white, and fleshy, with a strange and familiar feeling. It was definitely not her current hand. Hermione suddenly thought of something and turned her head hastily. Look aside.
Parvati Patil looked at herself with a worried expression, her age had also become younger, about eleven or twelve years old, if Hermione remembered correctly, this was Parvati Patil in the first grade.
This dream brought Hermione back to first-year Hogwarts!
"What's the matter with you?" Parvati said worriedly. "Is there really no problem?"
"No!" Hermione pinched her face, it hurt so much, she began to wonder if this was a dream, or was it really back to first grade.
"If there's nothing uncomfortable, then you'd better get up quickly and go to the auditorium. Today is Halloween. The school made a delicious pumpkin pie. It would be a pity if you didn't eat it," Parvati said. He picked up his schoolbag and said, "The spell class is about to start. Professor Flitwick will teach us the floating spell in this class. Weren't you looking forward to it?"
"Halloween Eve and the Floating Charm, what a long memory!" Hermione whispered, she had almost forgotten about Hogwarts in the first year, and only remembered a few fragments.
Among them, Christmas Eve is one of them.
On this night, she will fight trolls with Harry and Ron. In the end, they defeated the troll with the Levitation Charm.
"I'm going to the magic spell classroom, do you need me to help you get a seat?"
"No, Ai Wen will help me..." Hermione stopped abruptly in the middle of her speech, and then she remembered that at this time, Ai Wen had not entered Hogwarts yet!
"Evan?" Parvati hesitated. "You don't mean Irving Mason, do you?"
"Yeah, it's him, you know him? Has Ai Wen entered Hogwarts?" Hermione said in surprise, this dream was really strange, Ai Wenming was a year younger than her.
"Seriously, what the happened to you this morning?" Parvati's expression became more and more strange. "Of course I know him. We discussed it before going to bed last night! You said just now that he will help you account for it. Sir, when did you get on so well with him? Better be careful, Hermione, Slytherin students are dangerous."
What is this, Ivan is a student of Slytherin Academy? ! Hermione thought this was ridiculous. He wasn't pure-blood, and his parents were Muggles. How could he possibly enter Slytherin, even if it was just a dream.
Because everything in front of her was too real, Hermione felt that it was best not to say anything strange. She dealt with Parvati casually and got up from the bed and changed into her school uniform.
It's amazing to be back at first-year Hogwarts. On the way to the auditorium, Hermione looked around with interest.
Everything was exactly the same as her familiar memory, whether it was the oil paintings on both sides of the corridor or the armor at the corner, but looking at these things from a different mentality and angle, it was very interesting, and there was a feeling of going back to school, belonging to her Hogg Watts' reading life has just begun.
If it comes back, will anyone support it?
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