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Chapter 145 Wait, this soup is poisonous

at the same time.

Located in the open field outside Hogwarts Castle, it is crowded with people.

A grand "social party" involving almost all students in the seventh and first grades was going on slowly. After successfully escaping from the crime scene with food, everyone had a happy smile on their faces.

"Miss Granger, I think your previous understanding is not wrong. The reason why school professors set up assessment and training purposes is not just to waste everyone's energy and time."

Standing next to Hermione, a seventh-grade girl from Ravenclaw looked at the grilled fish on the fire, with a strange light shining in her eyes, and whispered thoughtfully.

There is no doubt that after yesterday's case where the first grade students took advantage of the loopholes in the rules and successfully ransacked the school kitchen.

The imagination of the little wizards who were originally quite ordinary has been greatly broadened.

Although in order to deal with subsequent imitations, Dumbledore had temporarily added restrictions to the school rules as soon as possible in the afternoon, prohibiting all students from entering the school kitchen without permission.

However, this may be able to restrict most low-level wizards - after all, the powerful magical abilities of house elves can effectively prevent any young wizards who try to break into the kitchen.

However, for seventh graders, the gap is not completely insurmountable.

To those seventh-grade students who had just mastered the application of the Vanishing Curse and the Advanced Transformation Spell, this was just an early simulation of the N.E.W.T (Advanced Wizarding Level Test).

"Obviously, if my reasoning is correct, while winning the ranking, how to break conventional thinking and use magic and one's own strengths to compete for food is the hidden meaning behind this Hogwarts [Life Training] project

The true test.”

"Yes, that must be the case!"

The senior Ravenclaw girl held her chin with her right hand and nodded vigorously.

As she spoke, the senior girl shook her wand and directed the mutated fish pieces floating on the fire to turn over dexterously. She looked at Hermione with a sigh on her face and continued, "I didn't expect that, as a

We who have studied the longest in the school were almost fooled by the professors at first, but it was you, the first-year wizards, who were the first to realize this."

"Huh? In fact, without Elena, even if we thought about it, we wouldn't have the courage to try it."

Hermione Granger waved her hands slightly at a loss, with an almost invisible trace of disappointment slipping through her eyes.

So is this the real purpose of professors?

Hermione's sense of accomplishment after finally leading her to second place in the school faded away in an instant - before that, she had even been purely happy that she only needed to urge all the first-year students to complete the training plan as soon as possible, and she would be able to achieve a little success.

Closer to Elena, even surpassing her.

The more she tries to think from Elena's perspective, the more she will discover the limitations of her own abilities, and the more clearly she will feel the invisible gap between the two.

For example, without the explanation from this seventh-year Ravenclaw sister today, Hermione might still have thought that everything Elena did was just willfulness and good luck.

But fortunately, both of them are still in first grade now, and she still has enough time to study and improve herself.

And this "fraternity party" currently led by seventh-grade students is undoubtedly a very suitable stage for training oneself. And in this regard, Hannah Abbott of Hufflepuff College has already taken the lead.

in front of.

The temporary competitive training by grade groups does not affect the friendship between students of different grades in each house, especially the always warm-hearted Hufflepuff.

After the snake-badger melee this morning, the first-year students responsible for field rescue quickly established friendships with many senior students.

Because of this relationship, and the sharing of fish and meat that happened in the common room in the morning, before preparing to use magic spells to get enough food and drinks, the seventh-grade Hufflepuff students took the initiative to come outside the school and proposed to Hannah.

Want to share lunch with the first grade wizards.

With the help of the senior students, the efficiency of the little wizards in dealing with mutated fish has been greatly improved. The knife skills of the seventh graders who have rich experience in cutting medicinal materials in potions class are much better than those of the first graders.

Not to mention that they can also use the stun spell to directly knock out the strong and lively Black Lake mutant fish, eliminating the embarrassing process where the little wizards had to take turns hitting the fish with stones.

Of course, in exchange, the first-year wizards also need to find ways to make enough noise in the auditorium to distract the professors, especially Dumbledore.

That's why Hermione formulated the seemingly shocking plan of ransacking the tables in the school auditorium, and specially prepared a whole set of excuses for Malfoy to respond to Dumbledore's inquiries and find a way to put the old man as far away as possible.

Stay in the auditorium.

But other than that, compared to Hannah Abbott, who was shuttled among the crowd not far away, coordinating the relationship between seventh grade and first grade students, Hermione felt that what she did was just some trivial cleverness.

.

If Elena were here instead, what would she do now? Is her health okay now?

Hermione subconsciously touched the small food reserve that was sleeping soundly in her arms, a look of thought appeared on her face, and she stood there blankly.

"Hey, Hermione, why are you still standing here in a daze? The fish soup has been boiled, come and try it. Everyone has already drank a bowl, and it is quite delicious! Sure enough, Elena was right,

Compared to grilled fish, Hogwarts black fish stew is more delicious."

At this moment, Hannah, whose face was a little red, came to Hermione holding a bowl of steaming fish soup.

Tilting her head and looking at the little Beaver who was obviously a little distracted, Hannah smiled and said, "Are you worried about Elena too? Don't worry, the eldest sister has such a severe headache, and Principal Dumbledore personally helped treat and examine her.

Your body will definitely be fine."

"Well, I hope Elena is okay. I don't know why, but I'm still a little worried. After all, according to common sense, Madam Pomfrey's experience in the school hospital should be able to handle most injuries. Why is it that only

Does Elena need Headmaster Dumbledore to personally check and arrange a treatment plan?"

Hermione shook her head in confusion, took the bowl from Hannah, and took a gentle breath of the steaming fish soup, preparing to taste the extremely delicious fish soup in Hannah's mouth.

Suddenly, a mushroom with bright red and white spots tumbled out of the bowl and floated on top of the fish soup.

"Wait...what is this mushroom?"

Hermione's eyes froze, she swallowed hard, looked at Hannah and asked.

"Oh, this, Goyle and Crabbe picked a lot at the edge of the Forbidden Forest. They looked very nice, but they lost a few flowers in each pot. They tasted pretty good..."

Hannah chuckled and said with blurred eyes, her face became more and more rosy, and even looked a little abnormally bright red.

"This mushroom is poisonous..."

Hermione let out a feeble groan and looked around at the little wizards with the same expression as Hannah.

After touching the little owl that Elena left behind, Hermione suddenly knew what she should do - ask Professor Dumbledore for help.


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