Chapter 229: accident

Since Hermione explained her partner at the Christmas ball that day, her relationship with Ron has become worse. After briefly showing his shock, he began to make trouble unreasonably, at least in Hermione. This is exactly the case.
She couldn't understand why Ron was angry. Who would she choose to report as a dance partner?
Ron even maliciously guessed whether Krum wanted to be close to her, and then stole information about the second project.
"He's from Destrom!" Ron said sharply. "He's a competitor of Harry! A competitor of Hogwarts! You--you are--" Ron was obviously searching. , Looking for powerful words that describe Hermione’s heinous sins, "You are a relative and a enemy, this is what you do!"
"Don't think of others as sloppy! I'm going to read, you let go" She stood up from the seat at once, scolded sharply, and then pushed him away without any politeness, out of the door Walk in the direction of.
As she was about to step out of the threshold, Hermione turned her head and yelled, "I don't know who saw him coming and couldn't control herself? Who wanted to get his signature? Who was holding him in the dormitory?" Model?" Then left without looking back
"Look, that person just asked her, and she began to treat her old friend who had known her for four years now, and now I guess she must have gone to that Krum." Ron said gruesomely, seemingly After Furong mocked and refused, the suppressed anger burst out completely at this time.
"Oh, brother, this is really..." Ginny looked at Ron sympathetically, and she stopped talking.
"Forget it, this kid looks deserved." The twins glanced at each other, and shook their heads tacitly.
"Younger brother, dealing with girls, you still have a long way to go. Arguing with girls is always a very demeanor." George shook his head and said a little bit hatred.
"Especially in a noisy situation, let's go. If you don't mind, can you send me your enemy model? Actually, I adore him too." Fred seemed to be adding fuel to the fire. He also patted Ron's shoulder heavily.
"Do you all think it's my fault!" Ron's face flushed suddenly, and then he shouted loudly, also squeezed their surroundings, and walked towards the spiral staircase in the direction of the bedroom. He was thrown down and the arm on the model was shattered.
At the same time, Hermione walked on the road, thinking about what happened today. Just a few days ago, Krum found her in the library and said that she hoped to be able to invite her to be a female partner at the Christmas ball, and The answer she gave was that she needed to think about it.
Today happened to be the time for her to reply.
She and Krum agreed to meet in the auditorium today and give her an answer.
Coincidentally, she experienced that embarrassing scene. Fortunately, Luna blocked the girl's direction, otherwise Hermione had no idea how to respond.
She really thought she was invited at that moment, but of course the idea was soon dispelled.
But while she was fortunate, she had some unexplained irritability in her heart.
"Who is his dance partner?" Hermione guessed in her heart, "Is that Luna's little girl?" Although it was of no benefit to her, and even distracted her, she still couldn't help thinking. Then some sourness flows from the bottom of my heart.
At that time, she escaped and found a place near the corner, and then slowly calmed down her agitated mood.
"Your complexion doesn't look very good, Hermione, what happened?"
Krum came late, and then asked Hermione's concern with a substandard pronunciation.
"Nothing." Hermione shook her head.
"Well, how did you think about it? Can you accept my invitation?" Krum started to look left and right, asking with some embarrassment. When facing someone he really liked, he still behaved a little bit uninformed. Measure.
"I want to ask you a question first, can you answer me?"
"You said."
"Why are you inviting me? I think a lot of girls should be happy to be your dance partner? And there are certainly many beautiful girls. I think I have nothing but a little cleverness, maybe I can make it easy to learn. Where you can boast."
Hermione shook her head and spoke out her own doubts.
Before Krumb had the time to answer, she asked Krumm again: "And, you are not my classmate, and you certainly don't know my learning situation. In the eyes of most unfamiliar people, I It should be an ordinary girl. By the way, although I really want to change my image, my hair has always been messy and unreasonable. No one will invite such a girl, will he?"
"I really can't find any reason for you to invite me." Hermione had put on some precautionary eyes at this time, looking at the boy in front of him, feeling that he had a bad motive and impure intentions.
At this time Hermione was somewhat consistent with Ron's thoughts afterwards.
"I don't care about those! And I think you are beautiful, they didn't understand it at that time! Also, I swear, I have absolutely no other meaning, I just want to invite you to be my dance partner." Krum looked panic. Explained that he wanted to show his sincerity as much as possible.
"You rushed into the library that day, I think this girl is not ordinary, you have an independent temperament around you, which is rare." Krum continued.
Hermione remembered that their first real meeting was in the library. That day she went to search for information about the Fire Dragon for Harry, and then met the Quidditch star player and
"You are confident! I was paying attention to you when you were rummaging through the books on the bookshelf. I have never seen such a temperamental girl!"
"Yes, is it?" Faced with such a straightforward compliment, Hermione stuffed up some words and stuttered.
Her instincts told her that the boy was not malicious.
"Don’t regret it. Inviting me may be ridiculed by many people. They may say in private-oh, look at which Demstrong strong warrior, is he blind, did he find such a man? A girl with a low profile."
"Who dare I think?" Krumm's strong fist smashed the table in front of him, and his eyes looked round fiercely. The long square table trembled a few times, and the delicate silver plate on the table seemed to jump up, making a crisp collision sound, which passed from this end to the end of the other end. Many of the students who secretly looked at the two of them shut their mouths in tacit agreement, silent.
People from extremely cold regions only manifested their toughness symbolizing this time.
"It seems that I have no reason to refuse anymore. I am looking forward to this dance. Thank you for your invitation. In addition, I am sorry for the suspicion of you just now. I hope you will not be displeased by this." I smiled apologetically, then extended my hand and said.
"Of course not!" Krum said hurriedly, and then hurriedly stretched out his powerful palm. Some of the grumpy emotions just now disappeared without a trace.
Of course, afterwards, Hermione still underestimated the speed of rumors and the maliciousness of others, only on the way back to the Gryffindor lounge, she heard such words more than once-
"I bet she definitely used the obsessive agent to Victor! Otherwise, how would Waikio take the initiative to invite this kind of girl with no characteristics?"
"I'm going to see Professor Snape and tell him that some students have used drugs, which is his specialty, and he must be interested in Gryffindor who made mistakes."
On the way back, Hermione heard all kinds of arguments like this. She thought her heart was strong enough, but she still couldn't control her emotions and became a little frustrated.
The frustration quickly turned into restlessness, and finally Ron's questioning seemed to completely ignite the last point of the gunpowder barrel in her heart. .
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This farce made Hermione’s relationship with Ron deadlocked again, but her relationship with Harry was not affected. She was still actively strategizing for Harry, still trying to crack the secret hidden by the golden egg, But she went through many materials and found no clues.
Until the advent of the Christmas holiday, this semester ended in a blink of an eye.
"Harry, aren't you in a hurry?" Hermione stared at Harry with a peculiar gaze, as if Harry would understand her pain.
"This is Christmas, Hermione." Harry said lazily. He sat in an armchair by the fire and read "Flying with the Artillery Team" for the tenth time.
"Aren't you going to do your homework? We still need to make time to study the golden egg!"
"Hermione, don't worry, it's too early to leave homework. This is not the first day of the holiday." Harry leaned back in his chair and placed the book on the coffee table beside him, said lazily.
"As for the Golden Egg, we have enough time to get it on February 24, don't we?" Perhaps the first project passed through unsurprisingly, making him a little slack.
There are so many friends to help him. His godfather is still in Hagrid’s hut. According to Sirius, his working hours are flexible and the location is the same. It seems that he is now staying at Hogwarts. Part of his work makes him more confident.
"Harry, if you are a little bit pursuing, you should be mentally prepared to endure hardships. Do you just want to go out after getting this chance? Do you not want to get the first place? ?"
Under desperation, Hermione could only make a surprise move. Of course, she still felt in her heart that Harry would be safe as long as he was safe.
"I don't know if Malfoy has solved this problem." Hermione's mind suddenly jumped with such a thought, which surprised her.
"I'm so stupid. I stupidly copied so many useless things to him secretly. It seems that he didn't use any of them." Hermione's thoughts could not help but stretched out, remembering the "capital enemy" he had done before. Things.
Ron's nonsense was right or wrong, but the object was wrong.
"Okay." Harry sighed, and then got up from the chair, preparing to return to his bedroom, taking out the golden egg for research. The golden egg was quietly staying in the box under his bed, except for the last time When they celebrated, the egg was opened, and Harry never tried to study it again.
The shrill screams are really unpleasant.
"Let's change our place, Harry, this is not suitable for research." Hermione said, and then made her own suggestion: "Is Sirius in the hut's hut? There should be a good place, he should also be Can give us some suggestions."
Harry quickly agreed with the proposal, and when he was about to set off, he suddenly asked: "Where is Ron? What should I do?"
"I don't mind him going together, but if he wants me to communicate with him, he must apologize to me first." Hermione's expression calmed down at this time.
"Oh, okay." Harry sighed and decided not to discuss the issue again. Ron was not in the lounge at this time, but saved a little trouble.
There was a sullen atmosphere outside. Many leaves on the trees had already returned to the earth now, turning into dust. Occasionally a few yellow leaves were hanging on the interlaced branches. The wind blew and fluttered from there. fall.
Harry and Hermione trekked on the leaf-lined path, and soon, an orange color came into their eyes
After Hagrid left, the land next to his hut was completely deserted at this time. The pumpkins that had not been removed seemed to grow longer in the land without restraint, and were not affected by the season.
"Harry, nice to meet you!" Sirius seemed to see them coming through the window, and then actively opened the door and walked out of the room, giving Harry a big hug standing on the threshold.
Sirius wore a black fur coat today, I don’t know what animal skin was used, but at first glance, the intuition is quite warm, and the lower body is wearing a pair of brown tights, it looks very spiritual, ha Lee had no doubt that if his godfather was equipped with a set of bows and arrows at this time, he would be able to pretend to be a hunter.
"Don't stand, come in, the house is warm." Sirius said with a smile, and then led Harry into his house.
At this time, the appearance of this cottage has been completely renewed, similar to the room at Grimmauld Place, all the bacon hung on the sling was discarded, and the bed was changed to a real bed (before Hagrid used several spliced ​​pieces.)
Soon, Harry and Hermione explained their intentions.
"Interesting," Sirius said, touching his chin, and the faint stubble was rubbed by his long fingers, and he fell into thought.
"Let's open it first." Hermione gave her advice, and at the same time took out four earplugs from a purple delicate lady's purse and put it back one.
"We can minimize the noise first," Hermione suggested, and Sirius nodded in agreement, taking over the earplugs.
The moment Harry prepared the golden egg with his hands after all three were ready.
A bleak and hoarse cry came from there, but after being weakened, it was no longer so unacceptable.
As they prepared to observe the golden egg more in depth, Harry suddenly felt his scar start to ache like a burn.
Deeper into the bone marrow, it hurts more than the night during the holiday.
"Succumb, or die." The hoarse voice suddenly penetrated into his ears.
He suddenly broke into such a picture in his mind-
A middle-aged man is curling up his body ~ EbookFREE.me ~ fell on a black marble floor, making a painful moan, as if he was receiving extremely cruel torture.
From Harry's own point of view, he seemed to be the sadistic party.
"Come on," the man said disdainfully, then raised his head, ready to stare at "Harry", he was fighting, he didn't want to succumb.
"For me, death is the most terrible thing, but for you, there may be a more terrifying existence than death. Want to die? It's not that easy." Harry heard a tone like a snake's hiss, letting He couldn't help getting more creepy.
A more painful pain passed from his forehead at this time. The severe pain made him lose his moaning strength. He fainted directly, losing his strength, and fell back straight.
Before he lost consciousness, he only faintly heard Hermione's screams, Sirius' shouts, and the noise of the golden egg, which continued.
"Can you close the golden egg first?" This was Harry's last thought before he lost consciousness, and then passed out completely.