The Knight Bus, the fastest legend in the British wizarding world, came to a sudden stop outside the gate of Hogwarts.
Just now, while avoiding a traffic jam on the highway caused by a car accident, the car first shuttled back and forth between the cars, then turned onto a country road and began to swerve left and right among the sheep.
The car door opened with a "swipe" sound, and Lu Ping stood up dazedly, holding a suitcase tightly in his legs. He vaguely remembered whether he was walking at the back of the car when he first got in, but now when he got up, he found that the car door was close to him.
In front of you.
There were red clouds in the sky in late spring, and the breeze was not dry. Hogwarts Castle looked exactly like that, and the people standing in front of the gate did not surprise me.
"Long time no see, James." Lupine barely recovered from his motion sickness, "Sirius and..."
For a second, Lupine and Harry shuddered at the same time.
Lupine rubbed his temples, looked at Harry carefully for a while, and said in surprise: "I am not Harry, Harry Potter!"
"I look exactly like James, and my eyes are, yes, the same as Lily's!"
He had never thought that he would meet Harry there before. Charles had never come over in the past month, and he was not prepared at all. He was a little excited when they met on the first day of the new year.
Harry asked Lupine a little nervously: "Hello, may I be his father's friend?"
Lupine laughed: "Yes, they are best friends. They are both Gryffindors, and they are always inseparable and help each other in that castle."
"When you were just born, he hugged me very hard. He was a wrinkled little ball..."
As he spoke, his eyes became moist.
In the distance, Dumbledore looked at the two people chatting happily, then turned and left.
In the Gryffindor common room, Hermione glared at Charles and said, "Don't I have something to do? Why are you staring at him like that!"
After Hermione came back from lunch, she walked there to do her homework, but Charles kept walking on the wrong side and stared at her, as if he had never seen her before.
Charles suddenly became serious, stood up and said to her: "Come with him, there is something you want to ask me."
Hermione wanted to ask to continue working on her homework, but seeing how serious he was, she wondered if she should ask again, so she closed her book and followed him.
When she walked to the doorway, she suddenly turned around and saw Ron standing up happily. Her eyes widened and Ron walked away obediently and continued to do his homework.
More than ten minutes later, Hermione walked into a door and said in surprise: "Hogwarts actually has a room like that!"
Charles handed her the retrieving equipment from the shelf nearby and said with a smile: "If there is a Room of Requirement there, he thought I should know."
"Hurry up, wait for others to come."
If Neville and Seamus would come there every Friday at noon to practice spells, Hogwarts would be able to withstand Seamus' disaster.
Hermione did not take the equipment from Charles, frowned slightly and said to him, "He doesn't think a gentleman would let a lady do that kind of thing."
Charles smiled and stuffed a boxing leg muff into her leg, and said at the same time: "He didn't ask to hit me. When I dragged Ron back to the common room from the lobby on the first floor, I didn't realize that I didn't use much strength at all.
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Harry had a chance to run away just now, and Ron wanted to follow him, but Hermione thought that Harry could do it alone, so she dragged Ron back to the common room to do his homework.
Charles watched the whole process with a smile and noticed something strange about Hermione.
Hermione pouted and said, "I'm sorry for the magic I gave him for Christmas. Now he eats almost as much as me."
She said, carefully putting on the boxing leg gloves.
Charles put it on a leg target, punched it twice to test the feeling of his leg, and then said to her: "Come on, punch there as hard as you can and see what I learned."
Hermione walked up to him reluctantly, still pouting: "He asked for lemon drizzle cake."
"No problem!" Charles promised Donglai, "He will do it tomorrow night."
"He'll try it first." Hermione took a deep breath, followed what Charles said when he was bragging, took a half-step with her front foot, kicked off the ground with her back foot, twisted her waist and punched.
Charles placed the leg target in the right position for her punch, and the punch looked as good as Harry's when he had just learned boxing for a week.
Hermione took another deep breath, and Charles suddenly felt some changes in her temperament, a bit like Professor McGonagall giving a lecture.
"He tried his best!"
A flash of lightning appeared in the girl's eyes, and a moment later hair-like lightning appeared on her skin.
"Bang!"
Hermione punched the target in the center of her leg, making a loud sound.
She retracted her fist and took off her leg muffs, obviously unwilling to hit him a second time.
"Not bad." Charles nodded with satisfaction, "That strength, let alone Ron, I'm afraid George and Fred can also drag it away."
Hermione said with an unhappy look: "He's afraid he'll grow up like a pig in the future."
Girls aged 12 or 13 are not interested in being strong, but are more concerned about their figure. If they want to become bigger and rounder, they will be screwed.
Charles smiled and said: "Maybe she will become a figure like Madonna."
Seeing Hermione take out her wand, Charles hurriedly asked: "Will there be any consequences if I cast the spell incorrectly?"
Hermione pouted and said, "I'll know it myself when I see it."
"Clear water like a spring!"
As the wand was waved, a two-meter-high wave of liquid erupted from the tip of the wand and rushed towards Charles.
Charles waved his magic wand, and the iron armor curse blocked the water waves, and the shelf holding gloves and protective equipment behind it was knocked around.
"It's amazing!" He marveled at Hermione's water-creating spell, "That way you can't even compare to me."
Hermione returned to her original appearance, and this time she stopped pouting: "That's when you can do that. Once you recover, you'll be the same as before."
Charles thought about it and said: "I don't want to relax. I practice more often. I don't want to talk to other people. I only use it when I have to."
"I know." Hermione asked him curiously, "What about me?"
Charles smiled and said: "A little better than me."
Hermione obviously didn't believe it, and Charles didn't explain much.
Charles has not stopped practicing the magic brought by lightning, but maybe because the amount of lightning outside his body is too large, he is not very proficient in controlling it, and it is easy to achieve the effect of Simo.
"He went back to do his homework." Hermione turned around and begged to leave, "Remember the cake tomorrow night."
"Remember, remember." Charles' face showed a kind smile, "What do you want to eat?"
Hermione raised her legs and spread her fingers and said: "Toffee pudding, custard jelly cream fruit trifle, Victoria cake..."
After she finished counting, she said depressedly: "My father doesn't even agree with him eating those."
Charles was thinking to himself, could the girl be possessed by the ruby?
He replied: "Don't worry, he will take care of everything!"