Chapter 277: The melancholy of Harry Potter!

In March 1994, Friday, March 25.
What happened two weeks ago.
Hermione and Zhang Qiu both seemed to have forgotten spells, how to get along with each other everyday.
Noon.
Helena wrote something on a piece of parchment.
Before going out to post on the bulletin board, she said: "This week is Hogmode Day again, are you ready?"
Harry was closing his eyes on the sofa to rest his mind. Hermione looked at her various notes anxiously. Zhang Qiu was hiding in the kitchen. She was learning to make butter pudding. Astoria said she would help, but only came from the kitchen. "Wow, Sister Zhang Qiu, so delicious", "Let me eat one more", "Let me eat another one".
Harry asked, "Zhang Qiu, do you have any plans for tomorrow Saturday?"
Zhang Qiu said: "I don't care, it doesn't matter whether I go or not."
"Hermione, what's your opinion?"
Hermione did not respond for a long time.
Harry shouted loudly: "Hermione~"
"Bang." There was a loud noise.
Hermione snapped an brick-heavy book angrily and patted it on the table.
She is being distracted by heavy work.
She ran to Harry and shouted, "No, no! No!"
Harry sat up and smiled, "Why is it so atmospheric, what's wrong?"
Hermione's expression tightened, and she immediately took two steps back, looking at Harry defensively.
Fire, anti-theft and anti-Harry.
Harry's face was dark.
His next move was pre-judged, which was too angry.
Hermione said: "You're so kind to say, when is it all up, but also want to go to Hogsmeade to play."
"You will not forget that we have Easter holidays next week?"
"What happened then?"
Hermione was anxious as if tomorrow was the end of the world, but she was the only one who realized this serious problem and no one else took it seriously.
She clenched her fists and said, "Merlin, haven't you calculated the time yet?"
"We will have a holiday next Friday and start school next Tuesday with a four-day break. It was already April 5 at that time!"
"In May and June, there are only less than two months left. On June 5th, our test week is probably over!"
"Why do you still have the leisure time to play! Let me say, even if you review from now on, it will be a little late."
Harry said "painfully": "Hermione, haven't you found it yet? I'm a genius, what you say, it doesn't matter in my eyes at all."
Hermione suffocated and jealously said: "Why have I hardly seen you study, but you will always be the first, I can only be second in ten thousand years."
"Huh, anyway. Anyway, when I see you playing with no heart and no heart, I am angry when I am not thinking about studying."
"A time converter, I wish to turn it into two halves. You're good, just spend your time at will."
"No, I must make you act, make you aware of the preciousness of time, and teach you how to manage your time." Hermione turned and ran away.
Harry shouted behind her: "I have a magic stone and I can't be extravagant."
Hermione said without looking back: "Wouldn't it be better if you made your time more meaningful?"
Hermione nodded her toes and reached a large book on the shelf.
Twenty inches wide and thirty inches high.
Black cover.
The book titled "Time Management-The Most Powerful Pride "Luo" to Teach You" in bronzing typeface was printed with a photo of a witch with a sunny smile on his face. Harry felt a little familiar, glanced at it, and found out that this was not Gidero Lockhart 2.
Harry said blankly: "Hermione, what is this?"
Hermione stuffed the book into Harry's hands and admiredly said, "This is a book written by a very powerful proud "Ro" of the Ministry of Magic to teach the wizard how to manage his time."
"Really?" Harry raised his eyebrows, his voice deep.
Harry glanced at the book. The front and back covers of the book were printed with many lines of eye-catching magic text, probably the selling point of this book and the most proud "Ro" title in history.
Those glittering words are big and small:
"Time management-a compulsory course for high-end wizards."
"Learning magic until bed at 4 a.m., I still have time every day."
"Nine years of polishing, transnational combat, and sincere work."
"In-depth training, in-depth practical combat, in-depth study tour."
"Late night sports enthusiasts are second class athletes in the British magic world."
"Time management expert and senior lecturer."
"Extreme challenge during the day and the extreme at night."
"Famous witch leads the way, not detours."
"Introduction to zero foundation, intensive lectures on nine years of experience."
"The authoritative lecturer, Auror, has professional depth."
"Multi-person training to improve the pattern."
Harry flipped through the catalog and contents, and as expected, all of them were non-nutritive words.
Is it possible for the Ministry of Magic Auror to be a wizard now?
Hermione exclaimed: "I think the master known as the time assassin has a very good saying: Time is not how much you have, but how you use it."
Harry said: "There is a question, why is this "Ro" quoted?"
"Uh..." Hermione froze for a while, and she didn't seem to know. Then she said indifferently: "There may be other meanings, this is not the point, the point is..."
"Ah! Harry! What are you doing?" Hermione screamed suddenly.
"Shut up!"
Harry's face was blue, which was reflected in the flames in his hands.
A strand of blue flames emerging from his fingers instantly engulfed this invaluable book, and within two seconds, even the gray could not be found.
Harry said: "Hermione, this book is meaningless to you, it's nonsense throughout."
Hermione said in a heartache: "It cost me a lot of copper nut."
Harry said, "Well, I did something wrong, and now you can punch my chest with your little punch."
"Pooh..." There was a chuckle in the kitchen.
Hermione rolled her eyes and said, "Forget it, I'm afraid you will lie on my body and play dead."
Harry leaned forward, lowering his head slightly, looking at Hermione's somewhat panicked eyes, and raised his palm, gently rubbing Hermione's cheeks as smooth, bright, and delicate as the cooked protein, and said affectionately: "Actually, I know Manage your time, but you don’t give me the chance to verify with you."
Hermione's ears were red. She saw Harry's smirk on her mouth and pushed him away: "Harry, you are really saved!"
Then she ran back to her desk and stood the book up, blocking her hot face.
Harry sat on the sofa and shouted, "Also, who said my claim is to go out to play tomorrow?"
"I just care about your opinions, I don't want to go to Hogsmeade, there is nothing new about going there twice."
"Humph." Hermione snorted lightly.
Harry was lying on the sofa again~EbookFREE.me~ Eyes were sad: What was wrong, my charm couldn't make Hermione and Zhang Qiu put down their restraints.
I don't know when Astoria stood behind Harry, she simply said: "Brother, what is the verification you said? If it doesn't hurt, you can try it on me."
Harry chuckled lightly: "It's just a bit painful for the first time... but for Astoria, it's a bit early."
Astoria nodded ignorantly and said, "Then I will grow up quickly."
A large thick book hit Harry, then stood still in the air.
Hermione's crazy voice came: "Harry! Can you not teach Astoria!"
"Ahahaha..." Harry laughed.
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