Vol 2 Chapter 137: flame

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　　 "Harry, how is it?"
　　 Fanlin asked anxiously. Just where he found Justin's body, Harry was taken to Dumbledore's office by Professor McGonagall, and refused to follow everyone else.
　　 "Harry..." Hermione asked hesitantly, "What is going on, what did Professor Dumbledore tell you? How is this going to be solved..."
　　 "Harry..."
　　 "Dumbledore believe me..." Harry said this suddenly, as if neurotic.
　　 "You said, am I Slytherin's heir?"
　　 "Uh..." Fanlin frowned, "Why do you think so, you are with us, how could it be..."
"Then why I can always hear those weird sounds, and I, I can always need these things..." Harry said dejectedly, "It makes me doubt myself... "
"Uh……"
　　 Everyone stopped talking. Although they believed in Harry, Harry seemed to be there every time something strange happened. It seems that they also have a share...
　　 "Harry... you shouldn't think so, we are just... just by accident? Anyway, we need to speed up the progress. Now that attacks are getting more frequent, you have to cheer up..."
　　 Fanlin said palely, "Perhaps you should take a good rest. You have been with us these days, and you don’t have to worry about those who question you..."
　　Hermione stepped forward and grabbed Harry's arm with one hand. Her eyes were so clear, which seemed to give Harry some comfort.
　　 "Okay..." Harry nodded, agreeing to the two's request, "Too I really should relax... Maybe going to bed now should be a good choice."
　　 Harry grinned reluctantly, which looked very pale to Fanlin, but it was better than the gray face Harry had when he first found him.
"Okay..." Fanlin nodded, "Then Hermione and I will continue to find information about the monster. Spiders can also petrify or die, or even cause ghosts to die again... But what about ghosts? Dying again..."
　　 This is obviously not a reasonable thing, even in the magical world, this situation is against the existence of considerable laws.
　　Although, for most people, magic is also cognitive-breaking.
　　 "Who knows, good night, Fanlin, Hermione, and..." Harry looked around, and Ron had been in a daze in his original corner since just now, with no intention of coming over.
　　 "Well...good night!" Harry was really in no mood to think so much, and waved his hand tiredly. He needed a good night's sleep to replenish his energy.
"good night……"
　　 The two greeted Harry with a good night. It was already more than nine o'clock in the evening. Due to the successive occurrence of terrorist attacks, no one was allowed to appear in the corridors of Hogwarts at night.
　　 And because of this, their evening astronomy observation class has also been cancelled.
Even Fanlin heard that someone had already applied to leave Hogwarts. After all, even Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard in the magic world, said that Hogwarts is not safe and he cannot protect everyone. ...
　　 "It's quiet..."
　　 Hermione was holding the book, and this kind of thing happened, she couldn't calm down and search for the information.
　　 "Ah...yes, it's really quiet." Fanlin nodded, "It's even a little lifeless!"
　　 Hermione closed the book and just sat on the sofa, watching the fire in the fireplace.
　　 The flames were not bright, or even very faint. Occasionally, one or two sparks burst out because of the firewood, but they quickly went out before they landed on the carpet.
　　 The carpet here has been magical.
"I never thought I would become a little witch..." Hermione said quietly, "I thought I would go to middle school, then high school, and finally to a favorite university, and go to school. A profession that pleases me."
　　 "In fact, I thought it would be like this, although I learned magic when I was very young..." Fanlin touched his nose. He also had the experience of being treated as a freak when he was a child.
　　 "When you were a kid?" Hermione said puzzledly, "Didn't you come to Hogwarts for your first official contact with magic?"
　　 "No..." Fanlin smiled, "In fact, when I was very young, although I am not big now... the way is only half the size..."
Fanlin smiled awkwardly, "Because I strayed into the basement of the house, you know, my mother is a Chinese wizard, and all my talents come from her... I saw the first magic in my life there. Book, and then embarked on this road of no return..."
　　 "No way back?" Hermione looked at Fanlin strangely.
"Isn't it?" Fanlin smiled awkwardly, "At least at first my father thought that~EbookFREE.me~ I don’t know why, he took a wizard to be his wife, and then he opposed his children. To learn magic... In fact, it was President Dumbledore who went to our house in person to move my father. Of course, Professor McGonagall..."
"This is natural..." Hermione nodded undeniably. "Your grandma is the principal of the Jiuxian Academy, and grandpa is also the minister of the Chinese Ministry of Magic. How could they allow their grandsons to be nothing like magic? know."
　　 "..." Fanlin scratched his head in embarrassment, saying that was correct, but there was always a Malfoy feeling.
　　 "However, I don't understand the least..." Hermione rolled her eyes, "You don't know how happy my parents were when I received the invitation letter from Hogwarts..."
　　 "Maybe they want you to try something different..." Fanlin said, boringly hooking the flames with his hands, and the flames kept changing shape with his hands.
　　 "Magic is magical, isn't it..." Hermione watched Fanlin's movements, and she fiddled with the fire.
　　 Now two people control a cluster of flames continuously circling in the fireplace, which seems very interesting to them.
　　 With a wave of the two hands, the two flames collided in the sky, and with a snap, a beautiful flame flower appeared in front of them.
　　 The two looked at each other, and then they both laughed. They didn't know why, anyway, they just wanted to laugh. It was very comfortable.
　　 "I won't die, will I!" Hermione said, just looking at Fanlin's eyes.
　　 "Yes, nothing can hurt you, absolutely..."
　　 Hermione nodded vigorously, "I think so too, so good night, Fanlin..."
"good night!"