They are Slytherin's Locket, Tom Riddle's Diary, and the Orochi Nagini.
And Harry Potter.
Harry is the bait and cannot move now. The big snake is carried by Voldemort. I don't know where it is, maybe in Albania?
So Hermione's second and third grade task is to destroy the locket and diary, which will inevitably involve outside school, and it seems that she will have to be taught some sociology and psychology things.
The lessons for Gryffindors and Slytherins can also be increased. It is best to train Harry and the others into muscular men, so that they will be more durable in the future and less likely to die.
"It was agreed upon happily."
The physical education professor who sent Grindelwald away thought so, picked up the gun on his side and started shooting. He also needed to exercise to maintain his condition.
This year Dumbledore was absent, so Professor McGonagall had to conduct the entire sorting ceremony by herself. First, she spoke on behalf of the principal, and then she began to call out the names of the new students, placing greasier sorting hats on their heads than last year.
"Merlin's beard, what are you thinking?!" the Sorting Hat screamed. It twisted on Luna's head and tried to escape, but it had no legs: "Ravenclaw!
One hundred percent Ravenclaw! Help!"
It was saved by Professor McGonagall, but the little girl with long hair reaching her waist seemed to be in a good mood. After bowing to Professor McGonagall and the Sorting Hat, she walked towards the students humming a song.
Then I sat down at the Slytherin table...
"You should go there, you're going the wrong way."
Luna's long platinum hair was proof of pure blood. The Slytherin students were quite polite to pure-blood families. They pointed Luna in the right direction, and the little girl changed places in a hurry.
Su Ming, who was sitting in the teacher's seat, held his face with his hands. Is this blue-green color blindness or just a natural state of mind?
There were only a few people at the long Ravenclaw table. As the only girl in the second year, Hermione sat next to Zhang Qiu, a third year student. The other side was empty, so Luna sat down.
"Hi, hello, my name is Hermione Granger, I'm a second year student."
Recalling her confusion when she first entered school last year, Hermione felt that she should give some care to the new students. After all, she was now in her second year and was a mature girl.
So she showed a friendly smile and stretched out her little hand to Luna.
Unexpectedly, the other party grabbed her hand and refused to let go. He looked straight at her and asked mysteriously:
"Have you ever seen death?"
"???"
Hermione had a black question mark on her face. What kind of freshman question is this?
Luna didn't pay attention to her senior sister's face. She took Hermione's hand in her hand and looked at it, as if reading her palm, and as if she was considering how to say:
"I believe we can meet our dead relatives. If you make a necklace out of cork, it can absorb the power of dreams. Is there a snorkel in the school? My dad said they are in Sweden, but I haven't seen one yet.
Pass."
"Ah......"
Hermione grinned and pulled her hand away from the new student's hand.
She turned her head and glanced at the professor's chair, and found that the physical education professor was looking at her with interest, as if he already knew what kind of child Luna was and was watching the fun.
However, Luna's voice came from behind her head again. She stared into Hermione's ears and said something that the other party didn't understand at all: "The harassing flies will get into the brain from the ears, making people's thoughts unable to connect with each other, resulting in
Troubled, do you need anti-monster glasses?"
As she spoke, she dug into her small bag and took out a pair of so-called anti-monster glasses.
Hermione looked down and saw that they seemed to be the kind of paper glasses that come with magazines, the kind with a cardboard shell and red and blue plastic pieces. They are used to watch movies and are said to have some kind of 3D effect.
Probably someone used it to deceive wizards...
No one with normal intelligence will believe that these are anti-monster glasses, but Luna's face is very serious. To be precise, this freshman always has an indifferent expression, as if nothing can affect her, and she always
It's the same as right.
However, the question arises, is it possible for someone with abnormal intelligence to enter Ravenclaw? This girl named Luna has an intelligence that even the Sorting Hat is afraid of.
Hermione thought this might be some kind of genius disease, and when she saw the other person looking at her eagerly, holding paper glasses in his little hand, she still reached out and took it:
"Thanks."
"You're welcome." Luna replied in a light voice, and took out a new pair and put it on her nose on the spot: "I still have a spare pair, I saw your light, you are the savior."
Hermione shook her head quickly, because Zhang Qiu on the other side looked at her with a narrow face. She didn't want to be thought of instilling some weird ideas into the freshmen:
"I'm not. You may have mistaken the person. You are talking about Harry Potter. He is the one who defeated Voldemort."
As she spoke, Hermione quickly pointed to the long Gryffindor table. At this time, both Harry and Ron looked nervously at a red-haired girl in the freshman team.
Luna reached out to pick at the wooden cracks on the table. Her nails were very long, and she used them to dig out the debris inside: "No, he is gone. I saw him on the train and met someone named Ginny."
My friends, they are very good and they all laughed when they heard about the magazine my father started, but they are not the key."
The elf hadn't even started serving food yet, and Hermione was already feeling a little uncomfortable. For some reason, she always felt that her and Luna's radio waves were not in tune, and there was always a subtle awkwardness in chatting.
Fortunately, there were other topics to talk about. Hermione touched her hair: "You said your father started a magazine? That's great. What's it called?"
"Have you seen "The Quibbler"? There are many stories in it that ordinary wizards cannot understand. My father is great. He wants to bring truth and happiness to others." Luna looked calm, but her eyes were too bright.
When he gets older, he always looks curious.
"Pfft, cough..."
Hermione choked and then coughed. Could it be The Quibbler, which is said to be a hundred times more unreliable than third-rate Muggle gossip magazines?
That book proposed 'You can put a roasted chicken on the wand to act as a silencer', 'Guess the color of Principal Dumbledore's underwear and openly solicit submissions from the wizarding world', 'The way to suppress athlete's foot is to shave your head', etc.
A unique perspective on...the 'real' occult magazine?
She had picked up a copy when she went to the Hufflepuff common room to play with Hannah and the others. She didn't know who had lost it, so she only read a few pages.
Frankly speaking, Hermione thinks that no one in this magazine, from the contributors to the editor-in-chief, is sane...
"You can laugh if you want. The purpose of my father's magazine is to help others. When people are in a happy mood, they are less susceptible to predators. We were all very sad after my mother passed away. He wanted to help others
I'm as happy as any other kid."
Luna still looked indifferent, and she began to breathe towards the table, as if she was observing something invisible.
Hermione still held back. She quickly waved her hands and said that was not the case. Only Gryffindors would laugh at other people's ideals. She was not that kind of person.
"No, your dad made a good magazine. It's... very interesting."
Luna did not show any happy expression because of this answer, she just said lightly: "I know you are different from others. I heard on the train that you found Slytherin's legacy last year. I guess it is a legend.
Can you take me to see the secret room in the house tonight?"
"How did you know it was the Chamber of Secrets?" Hermione lowered her voice and pulled Luna to her side.
"A murder occurred in Hogwarts in 1942. The suspect was Hagrid, the current keykeeper. He was still a Gryffindor student at the time. He was accused of killing Tao Jin, a Ravenclaw girl of the same level.
Mom, it is said that it was because he opened the secret room and released the monster. This has been recorded in some magical histories, but no book has recorded where the secret room is and what is in it. And Hagrid is still trusted by the principal, and he remains
At school, so I guess he is innocent. No one had found the real Chamber of Secrets until last year. My father and I both thought that Voldemort killed Myrtle and framed it for Hagrid."
Luna's tone of voice was like singing. Her eyes were looking at the ceiling completely blank, but the words coming out of her little mouth were very logical, and even her guesses were correct.
After Hermione found the Chamber of Secrets last school year, she had basically confirmed the half-giant's innocence. After all, only Parseltongue could open the road leading there, and even Apparition was impossible to enter.
Unfortunately, Dumbledore was not able to convince the Ministry of Magic in a short period of time to prove that Hagrid was framed. Therefore, the big man did not reverse the case for the time being, and the wand could only be hidden in the umbrella.
However, this information should be confidential, and only a few people know about these things. Did Luna really guess the truth by relying on clues in some books?
Hermione felt that she needed to face this slightly crazy elementary school girl.
"Ginny Weasley!"
"Gryffindor!"
Thousands of candlelights were shining on the top of the great hall, the sorting ceremony was still going on, and Hermione was still dealing with some weird girls.
But until the dinner officially started and Luna asked for a few raw carrots while others were eating breaded chicken drumsticks, Hermione still gave up the idea of trying to understand the girl.