Vol 2 Chapter 1194:

Hogwarts has never lacked something new to ignite the topic of a lot of older children.
For example, in a state of ecstasy, Ginny and Harry confirmed their relationship.
At the time, Ron was almost confused.
My cute little sister is gone? And still being snatched by your best friend?
Except for Hermione and Fanlin, Ron was probably the one who felt most surprised.
The news of Harry and Ginny's relationship aroused the interest of many people, most of whom were girls.
In the next few weeks, Harry happily found that he was no longer bothered by people's boring chats, after all, the topic had a gratifying change from the creepy dark magic events.
Is this a Hogwarts incident?
Compared with the determination of the relationship between Fanlin and Hermione in the fourth grade, the popularity of this matter is also not low.
Moreover, these two things are kisses that happened in full view, oh, of course, Ron and Lavender are also included, but for now, the pair has gone to the extreme of coolness.
"Do you want to know what people like to talk about?" Ginny sat on the floor of the common room, leaning on Harry's lap, turning over, and said to Harry, "It happened three times in a week. Crazy attack...Of course, there are also some internal problems at Hogwarts. Romidal asked me if you had a eagle-headed horse-winged beast tattooed on your chest!"
Fanlin and Hermione burst into laughter.
This can be regarded as one of Harry’s many suitors, and even used the love potion produced by the Weasley brothers. I have to admit that this is somewhat ironic to Ginny. However, Harry doesn’t care, he just I want to know what Ginny thinks.
"How did you answer?"
"Oh, I told her it was a Hungarian hornet," Ginny turned a page and said, "It sounds more masculine."
"Thank you." Harry grinned. "Then did you tell her what Ron's tattoo was?"
"A dwarf, but I didn't tell her where the tattoo was."
Ron glared at everyone until everyone stopped laughing unscrupulously.
Of the five people now, only Ron was sitting on a separate sofa seat, surrounded by some low-grade people, and they didn't plan to lean over.
After all, this small circle does not seem to be so well integrated. A student council president, Gryffindor prefect, plus Harry Potter?
If there is no threat, this is the new generation of campus overlord series...
"You must be soberly aware..." Ron pointed to Harry and Ginny's stomachs, "I agree that the two of you are dating does not mean that I can't withdraw my decision!"
"Oh, back," Ginny sneered. "When did you agree? Anyway, you agree, just because you want my other to be Harry more than Michael and Dean, that's all. ."
"Okay! I agree!" Ron reluctantly popped a few words between his teeth, "It starts with you not kissing other people in public."
"Ugly hypocrite! So what about you and Lavender? It looks like a pair of eels tied together in public." Ginny was reluctant.
This could be regarded as stepping on Ron's tail, but before Ron could speak, Harry rolled his eyes and sealed Ron's mouth first.
Of course, not with a mouth, but with a magic wand...
However, this is obviously more difficult for Ron to accept, especially when Hermione unscrupulously drilled into Van Lin's arms, and Ginny docilely put her head on Harry's thigh, Ron's mood became even more It was so complicated that he left the field angrily...
Hmm... the atmosphere here is not suitable for him to stay here now.
In a blink of an eye, it was June, and Harry and Ginny were dating longer and longer. The exam is getting closer, and she has to review late every night, and Hermione also began her role as a good girlfriend, as a Gryffindor who can beat Ravenclaw, especially in terms of academic performance. , No one is more suitable than Hermione, so that Fanlin and Harry are back to the state of doing nothing before.
One night, when Ginny came out of the common room and Harry finished his herbal medicine homework in front of the common room window, the two of them had a wonderful time together by the lake.
At lunch, Hermione sat down between Harry and Fanlin with a worried gloomy face.
"I have something to tell you, Harry."
"What's the matter?" Harry asked. Normally, when Hermione pulled Ginny away and talked to Harry, it was usually when she felt too depressed to study for exams.
"The so-called half-blood prince..."
"Oh, here again," Harry groaned. "Could you not mention it."
Harry still dare not blatantly take out the half-blood prince's notes, so his potions class score plummeted.
Of course, there was one thing Harry could be sure that Snape would never give up searching for this half-blood prince book.
So for the sake of safety, Harry would firmly hide the book in the responsive room while Snape remained vigilant.
To be precise, in Fanlin's bookshelf, it was a safe place. In the responsive room, not everyone could get it, especially when Hermione was busy.
It must be admitted that Harry meant to pull Fanlin into the water. After all, Hermione was always surprisingly loose when facing Fanlin...
The term
surprisingly
seems inappropriate, but, about black magic, Hermione is very tolerant, perhaps because Hermione felt that she might not be able to control it...
"I won't give up!" Hermione said firmly, "Some people have gone astray, but you haven't, at least, it's still far... I mean... you haven't heard me finish. Now. , I found a flaw. Your half-blood prince has a hobby of inventing the black spell."
"He doesn't have such a hobby!" Harry said silently.
"Hey, ‘him’? Are you so sure he is a man?"
"Of course." Harry retorted, "Prince, Hermione, it's the prince..."
"Okay!" Hermione flushed, and suddenly took a fragment of an old newspaper out of her pocket and laid it on the table angrily. "Look at that, look at these photos."
Harry picked up the incomplete newspaper and looked at the yellowed active photos. Fanlin also curiously moved his head. He wanted to see what Hermione could find, comparable to Snape?
Strictly speaking, Hogwarts had come out of many people who were comparable, or even stronger than Snape.
In the photo is a young girl about fifteen who is not pretty, with thick eyebrows, a long and pale face, and looks surly and gloomy.
The title under the photo is famous: Irene Price, captain of the Hogwarts Intercollegiate Competition.
"So?" Harry quickly scanned the brief news next to the photo, which was a very dull story about inter-school competitions.
"Her name is Irene Prius, Harry."
The two of them stared at each other like this, Harry seemed to realize what Hermione meant, and suddenly laughed, "Impossible."
"what!"
"Do you think she is the'Half-Blood Prince'? Reason?"
"Why not? Harry, there is no real prince in the wizarding world. It is just a nickname or his own name, nothing more. Listen, her father happened to be a male named Prius. Witch, and her mother is a Muggle, so she is the "Half-Blood Prince"!"
"Oh! You are so creative, Hermione."
"That's the truth! Maybe she's proud of being a hybrid." Hermione was a little angry, maybe she felt Harry's contempt...
Fanlin reminded Harry a little with his elbow.
"Listen, Hermione, I can tell you with certainty that it is not a girl."
"Because you couldn't accept that a girl would be so smart!" Hermione was angry.
"I have been with you for five years, I can't imagine how smart a girl is?" Harry said, "From his writing style, I can be sure that he is a young man, some habits girls can't learn. By the way Just ask, where did you get this newspaper?"
You can guess the answer.
"Library. There are a lot of expired items in there. I will find more things about Irene Prius to show you."
"Oh, it's up to you." Harry said impatiently.
"I will!" Hermione said to Harry, "The first place I checked was the Potions Award Record Book."
Harry stared at her angrily, before returning his attention to the darkening sky for a while.
"She just couldn't accept that you did better than her in the potions class." Fan Lin looked at Hermione who was going away, although he deliberately told Hermione that the half-blood prince was Snape, this was not appropriate. Because he didn't have any evidence at all, or else, open his head and show Hermione?
"But you are not like this!" Harry said, "Hermione is yours!"
"I... just take care of it? Are you sure? You don't have a fever, right!" Fan Lin looked like a ghost.
"Hey, anyway...you have to help me!" Harry said, "If there were no hints from the Half-Blood Prince, perhaps Ron would have been cold!"
"Oh, of course..." Fanlin nodded, "However, you want to learn the magic above... Maybe you can join me, in the responsive room, I can help you divide a separate space."
"Good idea..." Harry nodded, in fact, even Ginny thought it was dangerous.
"Are you going to confinement on Saturday?"
"Yes. One Saturday, another Saturday, just go on like this..." Harry sighed, "And he also hinted that if I can't get all the boxes out, the confinement will last until next year!"
Harry found that confinement was really annoying, because it took up the only miserable time with Ginny.
In fact, Harry became more and more saddened to wonder if Snape did it on purpose, because Snape kept Harry for longer and longer, and it usually happened to be sunny and good weather, so that he and Ginny The good time for a date is left in the fingers again and again.
Harry fell into bitter memories, until Kimi Pitt appeared beside him and handed him a parchment letter.
"Thank you, Kimi. Hey, this is Dumbledore's!" Harry said excitedly, opening the parchment and scanning quickly. "He asked me to go to his office as soon as possible."
Fanlin was a little surprised.
"what's the situation?"
"I don't know, but I'm the only one...he didn't call you!"
"Maybe it's a separate training. Finding Horcrux always requires matching strength, but...you should be careful!"
"why?"
"No...you go first..." Fanlin hesitated.
"I'm going to see it!" Harry rushed out quickly.
Harry rushed out of the common room at the fastest speed and drove along the seventh floor. Only Pippi was encountered on the way. As usual, Pippi pounced at Harry, threw chalk heads at him, clamored loudly, noisily dissatisfied with Harry's defenses, and finally disappeared.
After that, the corridor returned to dead silence.
Fifteen minutes before the curfew, everyone returned to their common room. But at that moment, Harry suddenly heard a scream, followed by a clatter, so he stopped and listened.
"How dare you—ah!" The voice came from a nearby corridor. Harry took out his magic wand and ran there. At the corner, he found Professor Trelawney lying on the ground with all her feet upside down. Her face was covered by her turban. There were a few sherry bottles pouring around him. broken.
"Professor..." Harry hurried forward to support Professor Trauni's arm. Trelawney's glittering beads were entangled with her glasses, and she hiccuped loudly, patted her hair, and stood up shaking with the help of Harry.
"What happened, Professor?"
"It's easy for you to ask!" Traoney screamed, "I patrolled here and suddenly saw some kind of dark magic..." Harry didn't pay much attention to her words~EbookFREE.me~ him Look around where you are. On the right is the tapestry, on the left is the hidden, smooth mysterious stone wall.
"Professor, are you trying to enter the responsive house?"
"...Foreshadowing: you must be allowed to enter?-yes?" She pretended to be unfathomable.
"Are you planning to enter the responsive house?" Harry repeated again. "I don't know about students."
"Not everyone knows this house," Harry said, "but what happened just now? You screamed, it sounded like you were injured."
"I'm fine." Professor Trelawney said, pulling her leather towel and staring at Harry with her big-earned glasses, "I want to... ah... put some... uh... private The items go in." Then she began to complain, "The slander of the sneer."
"So," Harry glanced at her sherry bottle, "but you didn't enter this room and hid your personal belongings?" He thought it was strange, when he wanted to hide the Half-Blood Prince's book At that time, the responsive house appeared.
"Oh, I can go in." Trelawney stared at the wall, "but there are people inside."
"Who is in? Who?" Harry asked. "Who is in?"
"I don't know," Professor Trauni said, looking nervous at Harry's question. "I walked into the room and suddenly heard a voice, a voice I had never heard when I came in. there has never been."
"A voice? What do you say?"
"I don't know what that means," Professor Trauni said. "It seems that someone is making a "hehe" sound."
"Hehe?" "Yes, very happy." Traunie nodded. Harry stared at her: "Is it a man or a woman?"