Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 399: Suspect

"Looks like you've made new friends!"

Albert walked past Hermione and said softly.

Hermione raised her head suddenly, looking at Albert's retreating back with a complicated expression.

"What's the matter with you?" Ron asked suspiciously, following Hermione's gaze.

"Nothing." Hermione shook her head and looked back. At this moment, she suddenly remembered the prophecy Albert gave her.

Before winter comes, you will no longer be alone.

The prophecy came true!

I did find a good friend myself.

"Do you think Anderson can really predict?"

"Why do you think so!" Harry asked, puzzled. Honestly, Harry knew basically nothing about prophecy.

"Last time, he told me that before winter came, I would make good friends." Hermione hesitated, but finally spoke under the suspicious eyes of the two of them.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, noticing the confusion and confusion in the other's eyes, neither of them understood what Hermione meant.

Perhaps a coincidence?

And, is this also a prophecy?

At least, both Harry and Ron thought it wasn't a prophecy.

Prophecy should be something very high, both of them felt.

"I don't know." Ron hesitated, then said to Hermione, "I don't think he can predict. It is said that there are very few wizards who can predict the future, but Fred and George think Anderson can predict, you You know, they're good friends."

"I heard people say this, and many students thought Albert was just talking about it." Harry recalled the news he had heard and said to his two companions: "Everyone thinks Anderson likes it. Say something simulacrum to achieve the effect of prophecy."

Hermione felt that Harry was right.

Of course, Harry couldn't be sure whether Albert would actually prophesy or not.

"Harry, do you remember what Anderson said to you?" Ron suddenly remembered something, looked at Harry and said, "That's the warning."

"What warning?" Harry was at a loss, completely ignoring what Ron was saying.

"With regards to the Quidditch warning, didn't he say you have to be extra careful not to get yourself out of the game?" Ron reminded.

"Oh, that!" Harry remembered, and it did happen, "but, is that also a prophecy? I don't think so, didn't Wood say that Slytherin students might... Can't I get out of the game?"

"They don't know how well you play Quidditch, but Albert seems to be sure that you will play well." Hermione recalled carefully, and suddenly said: "He seems to have said that this year There's going to be some ups and downs for the Ryffindor team to win the Quidditch Cup."

"Hermione, don't listen to his nonsense." Ron didn't want to worry about this kind of thing at all, thinking that Anderson was just talking casually, how could Hermione believe it?

"Albert really said that?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice rang beside Harry.

"What?"

"Albert really said there would be ups and downs for us to get the Quidditch Cup?" Angelina asked, raising an eyebrow.

"It seems to have been said."

"Harry, you should pay attention to your own safety." Angelina looked at Harry and said seriously: "Since Albert said you should be careful, it means that the so-called twists and turns may be in your body."

Actually, Angelina doesn't believe in prophecy either, but Fred and George always say that Albert's words are accurate, and the three of them believe that what Albert said is likely to come true, so she feels how much There's no harm in believing.

Harry looked at Angelina's back, more confused, could he really predict the future?

"Oh, yes, something." Ron suddenly remembered something and whispered to two friends, "I heard Fred and George talking about Snape's lame leg the other day. ."

"Snape lame?" Harry was intrigued, and Snape's misfortune was the source of his happiness.

"They said that Albert, on Halloween, said that Snape would be unlucky." Ron shrugged. "It turns out that Snape was bitten by a dog the next day."

"Snape was bitten by a dog?" Harry asked excitedly. "How could he be bitten by a dog?"

"What's in your hand, Potter?"

A very indifferent voice sounded from not far away. When Harry turned his head, he saw Snape limping towards this side, his face was not very good, obviously he had just heard Harry say The sentence: Snape was bitten by a dog.

"It's Quidditch Origins." Harry showed the book to Snape.

"Library books are not allowed to get dirty," Snape said coldly, pointing to the biscuits above, "Gryffindor has been deducted five points."

"Is his leg really bitten by a dog?"

Harry was displeased that Snape was making excuses to deduct points from Gryffindor, but he was more curious about how Snape got bitten by a dog.

"Where's the dog from the school?" Harry was even more puzzled. "Is it Ya Ya?"

"I don't know. But I think he's in enough pain, which is great." Ron gloated ~IndoMTL.com~ Actually, he didn't care what was going on, Snape was bitten by a dog Unlucky, able to contract his joy for a day.

"Don't forget, there's a big dog in the restricted corridor on the fourth floor," Hermione reminded. She hadn't forgotten the big dog, but she was frightened enough back then.

"I see, I see," Harry jumped to his feet, noticing that he had attracted a lot of surprised eyes, and hurriedly lowered his voice and said, "Remember when the trolls broke into the school on Halloween. ."

Ron froze for a moment, as if recalling what had happened a few days earlier.

Harry had gone on, "We saw Snape walking up to the third floor by himself, and I'll bet with my broomstick that Snape definitely put the troll in the castle, thinking Use this troll to divert the attention of the professors and take the opportunity to..."

"You mean, Snape wanted to pass by that big three-headed dog. When we saw Snape at the time, he was going to the restricted area on the fourth floor, trying to steal the big dog's guard. That thing?" Ron said suddenly.

"No—he wouldn't," Hermione distrusted Harry and Ron's judgment, "I know Snape isn't likable, but that doesn't mean he's stupid, and I don't think Snape could steal from Headmaster Dumbledore's strict collection right under his nose."

"Honestly, Hermione, you always think all teachers are... saints." Ron didn't have any liking for Snape at all.

"No, that has nothing to do with this matter," Hermione said helplessly, noticing the expression on Ron's face, "please Ron, use your brain to think carefully, why did Headmaster Dumbledore dare to put things In Hogwarts school, wouldn't the headmaster not take this into consideration and take no precautions?"