Chapter 1637: ?Detective talent

The first-year students only have classes in the afternoon on three days a week. At other times, after lunch, the students are allowed to go to school for free activities.
In addition, there is an astronomy class in Ravenclaw on Thursday night, and you need to go to the astronomy tower at midnight.
The Potions class was full of surprises. When the class was over, Snape squinted at Hermione and Hannah's table for a long time, and finally gave her a point, then waved his hand to let them leave.
During the rest of the class, Hermione looked for her own professor, but there was no doubt that there were only a few senior students on the Black Lake.
She knew that he took the break between classes and hid in the forbidden forest to smoke again.
This made her extremely speechless, because the professor would definitely have to'lost' for more than ten minutes after smoking, before coming out to teach the students in another class. But she could not enter or leave the forbidden forest without the professor's permission, let alone wait for him by the lake, that would make herself late too.
So she can only go to flight lessons unwillingly.
The magic broom really has nothing to do with her. Even though it has been so long since the start of school, she can barely let it float more than half a meter above the ground, sit on it and fly slowly for a while, which is completely different from the situation of others.
The flight class professor thought that Hermione had a fear of heights, which caused her to reject flying in her heart.
The little girl didn't argue about this. In fact, she didn't reject flying at all, but she didn't like flying broomsticks.
After a long time, Hermione almost gave up on her own no matter how hard she tried with the broom, she just wanted the professor to get her a flying carpet whenever she tried.
Finally, after class was over, she waited for a long time outside the teachers' lounge next to the auditorium, and finally blocked the physical education professor who came to eat.
"Have you eaten?"
He was still smiling, and he seemed to be in a good mood. When he walked, he even hummed, a weird song, "The little monster is so cute, cut the veins after cutting the artery"...
"Not yet, but I found something that I must tell you."
Hermione took him to the corner of the remote stairs, looked at no one passing by, and whispered.
Su Ming slapped her lips. There should be nothing wrong recently. Did she tell Dumbledore about the ghost story of Quirrell yesterday? No, that is to follow Quirrell again?
"What, let's talk about it, do you want that shotgun as a collection to commemorate the first time you killed the troll?"
As he said, he flipped his hand, and the cold weapon appeared in front of the little girl in an instant.
The little girl's eyes suddenly turned into a dead fish shape, and her heart began to complain again.
Who wants to store guns? ! You can't bring the shotgun home, right? ! How to forget about the eleven-year-old Halloween killing a giant monster? !
But she still stretched out her hand to push the weapon away, her small head twisted to the other side, as if she didn’t even want to look at the shotgun again:
I found out that the Motra mouse tumors in the potion preparation room were all used up. Someone in the school Severely injured, but did not go to the infirmary for regular treatment."
"Oh? How did you know?"
Su Ming put away the gun, and asked with interest. Little Hermione looked very cute with a serious face.
"I taught myself all the potions courses before the fourth grade in advance, and knew that the tumor of Motra mouse is an important raw material for the preparation of'Motra mouse liquid', and this potion can be used to treat trauma and inhibit pain. Under the premise of not losing a lot of blood, it is even better than'blood replenishment'."
The tumor behind this kind of mouse is like an anemone. The mouse itself is a 3X magical animal. It likes to eat bugs and human feet. The collection of materials is very difficult.
"So you think someone was injured, and then all the tumors were stolen and equipped with medicine. Because the patient's injury needs to be kept secret, it means that the other party did something bad?"
Su Ming continued following her train of thought, so it seemed that she was a little enlightened.
After experiencing some darkness, did you activate the detective talent?
Hermione nodded, with a small expression like a thief: "I suspect Professor Snape, because he limped when he came to teach us this morning!"
"It's not him." The death knell narrowed a smile, and buckled the gap between the stone bricks on the wall with his fingers: "You think about it, this medicine is used for trauma, and there is still no massive blood loss, and even a can of it is used up. Tumor, maybe you can make two hundred potions, right?"
"Almost." Hermione frowned, not sure why the professor was so sure that it was not Snape.
"Think about it, what kind of creature needs two hundred bottles of trauma potions without serious blood loss? In fact, the patient is not necessarily human, which means that it has thick skin and even huge wounds for humans. It's just a small hole."
Su Ming induced her to think for herself.
"Troll? Dragon?" Hermione understood it instantly, and then began to think of some big guys.
"The troll healed by himself was to smear the sludge of the swamp, and dragons were banned by the Ministry of Magic. Okay, Snape should just have hemorrhoids, so stop thinking about it. So, you are not curious about Yu Quill What are you playing? Let me give you a hint,'Nico Lemay', this will be your homework, and now go to dinner."
After speaking, he put his hand on the back of Hermione's neck, and in the blink of an eye she felt that her feet were empty, and then she found that she had entered the auditorium, and the professor disappeared without a trace.
She stamped her foot furiously, but there was nothing to do with the professor's mystery.
I can only turn my anger into appetite and plan to eat a big meal, and then I will find this man named Nico in the afternoon.
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Su Ming didn't go to eat by himself. Originally, he was eating just to get a taste. At this time, he was about to go upstairs and do something ‘good’.
At this moment, at the turn of the stairs, I happened to meet Snape coming up from the basement. Gryffindor and Slytherin’s class was in the second in the morning. He had just finished torturing Harry, and he was walking very hard at this time. Pull the wind and feel happy.
"Severus."
"Slade."
When the two passed by, they nodded and greeted coldly.
Su Ming discovered that after going up the stairs~EbookFREE.me~ Snape did walk a little wrongly: "Why are you a little lame?"
The potions professor raised the corner of his robe a little and showed him his leather shoes: "I was anxious to go to class for the students in the morning, and the heel was knocked off by the stairs. I'll change it after the meal."
"Well, was the fourth floor okay yesterday?" The death knell nodded, yes, there are other reasons besides hemorrhoids.
Snape suddenly became wary: "The fourth floor is fine, I'll leave first."
After speaking, he turned his head and slid away. The black robe that fluttered in the wind opened like the wings of a bat. Su Ming knew that he was going to complain to Old Deng, saying that Professor Wilson was asking about the Philosopher's Stone.
Actually, the Sorcerer's Stone is not Voldemort's Horcrux, and it can't really allow people to live forever without cost. Su Ming's goal was not it from the beginning.
Since she wants to train Little Hermione, she has to start with one of the Horcruxes. After all, she doesn't have a reputation, it's not easy to summon tool people.
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