Chapter 104: Hermione's patron saint

With training, naturally there will be rest.
Especially with the dementors, they need more rest-at least a piece of chocolate?
But unfortunately, there is no concept of "intermission" here in Maca.
赫 After Hermione failed twice in a row, her face was already very bad. But when Professor Lupin planned to give her a break, Maca took out another bottle of Chevrolet milk and water milk that Ginny had taken on the train before.
的 The effect of this stuff is great, it is really great!
In a blink of an eye, Hermione, who had already fallen into depression, smiled immediately after taking a few drops.
"How do you feel?" Marka asked.
"I think I'm the happiest person in the world!" Hermione waved at him heartily, grinning.
"Did she have a broken personality?" Ron asked Harry carefully as he looked at Hermione carefully.
我 "I remember ... as if Maca once said, it will be all right when the effects pass." Harry shrugged at the news.
On the other side, Maca didn't stop Hermione.
…… "... That's it, try again!" He said, "I believe you will succeed this time, remember this feeling!"
Alas, he pushed the Dementor towards Hermione again.
"Call for protection!" Hermione even had a smile on her face, she waved her wand and decisively read the mantra.
Obviously, under the action of Chevrolet Juice, Hermione's "Happiness Index" almost improved by one grade.
I saw a large amount of silvery white mist quickly appear on the front of her wand, and gradually solidified in the continuous intertwining ...
After a while, Hermione's patron saint took shape!
"Merlin is on!" Professor Flitwick jumped from his chair again, and he screamed, "What potion is that?"
Lupin also said with a look of surprise: "I heard Maca say that it is the juice of Chevroleta ... It seems that it has been mixed with milk."
哦 "Oh-I bet! The value of Chev's flower will rise again because of this moment!" Flivi slaps and said excitedly.
Maca glanced at this side, he raised his index finger to his mouth: "Shh-two professors, remember to keep secret for me!"
After speaking, he turned his gaze back to Hermione's patron saint again.
It was surrounded by the silver-white mist that was unique to the patron saint, and it was jumping around the Dementors all over the room, and Ron and Harry had to flee around.
For a while, the room was a mess.
He could have gone up to grab the dementor's maca, but stared at Hermione's patron saint, looking at the gods, but had no time to control the poor dementor.
兔子 "Rabbit?" Marka frowned, thinking, "Although I don't remember well, Hermione's patron saint ... shouldn't it be a rabbit?"
To be exact, it was a Scottish lop-eared rabbit. The long ears that are pulled to the sides and flipped up and down with each jump make it difficult to recognize its breed.
"Okay! At least those two front teeth are right ..." Maca shook her head before walking to the Dementor.
After a while, Maca asked Harry and Ron to try several times in turn.
Harry had succeeded at least once, and at least he could successfully release the mist to resist it; but Ron only succeeded once after taking Chev Flower Juice.
"Let's try again tomorrow!" Maca glanced out of the window and found that it was near dusk. "It's here today, and it's time for dinner."
After speaking, he didn't wait for others to say anything, and dragged the Dementor's face out again.
"Oh! Poor dementor ..."
Harry found himself feeling a lot better, even joking. It seems that venting is sometimes a good way to relieve stress.
As for the professors Lupin and Flitwick, they had already left before half of the lecture.
三 Harry and the three stayed here for a while, taking a rest.
虽然 Although they didn't think of any interesting topics, at least Harry didn't continue to struggle with Black's affairs. Or, in fact, he just hid those disturbed thoughts temporarily in a corner of his heart.
Soon, dinner time is up.
After filling their stomachs in a hurry, they inadvertently found that Hagrid didn't seem to come to the hall for dinner.
"Hey! I think we should go and see him!" Ron thought about it and suggested, "We haven't seen him for a long time!"
啊 "Ah, let's go," Harry stood up immediately and said, "I can still ask him, why did he never mention Black when he told me everything about my parents?"
"Oh-" Ron and Hermione thought Harry had started again.
But this time Harry didn't show the gloomy expression before.
"Relax!" Harry said, "I've figured it out, Maca is right, I should be brave-at least I need to know how to face it!"
As a result, they returned to the dormitory and put on a cold cape, walked through the empty castle corridor, and walked out of the oak door.
They walked slowly on the lawn, leaving a series of footprints on the dazzling snow.
It was really cold outside, and they felt the edges of their socks and cape soaked and frozen.
The Forbidden Forest looked as if it was magical, and each tree was slightly covered with silver, and Hagrid's cabin looked more like a frozen ice cream.
Ron knocked at the door, but no one agreed.
"He should be in the room, right?" Hermione said, shivering under the cloak.
Ron stuck his ears to the wooden door.
"There is a strange voice," he said, "listen-is it teeth?"
Harry and Hermione also listened to each other, and they found a low, trembling moan in the cabin.
"I think we better find someone ... okay?" Ron said uneasily.
"Hagrid!" Harry didn't care about it, he slammed the wooden door and called, "Hagrid, are you home?"
With a heavy footstep, the door creaked open.
He Haige stood there, his eyes were red and swollen, and tears fell on the front of his leather vest.
"You heard it!" He shouted loudly, and then flew onto Harry, holding Harry's neck with both hands.
It was no joke that Hagrid had a large waist and a round body.
Harry almost collapsed under the weight of Hagrid, but fortunately he was rescued by Ron and Hermione in time-they respectively got under Hagrid's armpit and set him up.
Harry also helped, and the three of them brought Hagrid back to the hut.
Ha Haige let them pull themselves to the chair and sit down, then he covered his face with his elbow on the edge of the table, and sobbed uncontrollably.
After a short while, his face was full of tears, and the tears slipped onto his disheveled beard.
"Hagrid, what's wrong?" Hermione was stunned.
At this point, Harry found a letter on the table that looked very formal, and it had been taken apart.
"What is that, Hagrid?" Harry could not help asking.
Hagrid sobbed even harder when he heard it. He pushed the letter to Harry, and Harry picked it up and read it: "Dear Mr. Ruber Hagrid: We have further investigated the eagle-headed horse in your class. The winged beast attacked the students. We accepted the assurance of Professor Dumbledore that you were not responsible for this regrettable incident ... "
"That's not good, Hagrid!" Ron patted Hagrid's shoulder.
But Hagrid was still sobbing, and he waved his huge hands to signal Harry to continue reading.
"... However, we must express our concern about this problematic eagle-headed winged beast. We have decided to support Mr. Lucius Malfoy's formal complaint. Therefore, this matter will be referred to the disposal of dangerous organisms The committee handles. "
"A hearing will be held on the Commission-London office on April 20, and we will ask you and your eagle-headed winged beast to attend that day."
"During this period, eagle-headed winged beasts should be tethered and isolated ~ EbookFREE.me ~ your colleague ... well, there should be a list of the school board."
哦 "Oh," said Ron, "but you said Buck Buck wasn't an evil hawk-headed winged beast, Hagrid. I bet it would be all right--"
"You don't know the weirdoes who deal with the Dangerous Biology Committee!" Hagrid wiped his tears with his sleeve and choked with a choked choke. "They're working with these funny animals!"
"You have to prepare a strong defense, Hagrid." Hermione sat down and put her hand on Hagrid's large forearm. "I'm sure you can prove that Buckback will not hurt people."
"That doesn't work!" Hagrid sobbed. "The demons who deal with the committee, they are all in the hands of Lucius Malfoy! They are all afraid of him! If I lose, Buckbike ... oh, pitiful……"
Hagrid swiftly swiped his finger in his throat, then moaned, and fell aside, his face buried deep in his arms.
"I must have read a fishing case of a winged horse with a winged horse," Hermione said contemplatively. "In that case, there is no problem with a winged horse with a winged horse ... I'll find it for you, Hagrid, and found Just study what's going on! "
Hagrid wept even louder, and Harry and Hermione looked at Ron and expected him to help.
"Oh-how about I make tea?" Ron said.
Harry stared at him.
"My mom does this when someone is in a bad mood." Ron shrugged, muttering.
Finally, after they repeatedly promised help and put a hot cup of tea in front of them, Hagrid blew his nose on a handkerchief the size of a tablecloth.
"You're right, I can't break it, I must cheer up ..."