Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy Chapter 64: Desperate naming talent

　　 "Wright, here!" Chang Chu beckoned to Wright.

　　 Hermione, who was sitting next to her, also motioned for Ron and Harry to go there.

　　 "How did the relationship between these two people suddenly become so good?" Wright meditated as he walked towards Ravenclaw's long table, and Harry walked closely behind Wright. Then, Ron also staggered to follow.

　　"I remember the last time they met, I still made Hermione cry at the beginning? Then the last time we met was on Halloween, Hermione's expression was not much different from crying. "Wright thought, "Or is it that during this short Christmas holiday, what secret friendship happened between two people? Or is the relationship between girls so unpredictable?"

　　 "Wright, where did the three of you just ran?" Changchu asked Wright before he could sit down, and Hermione on one side also looked at the three of them.

　　 Before Wright explained to the two of them, Chang Chu and Hermione frowned almost at the same time. The two of them smelled a very familiar smell from the three boys. It was a regular The smell that would appear on their father.

　　 "Scent of alcohol!" Chang Chu and Hermione said at the same time, and the two looked at each other, feeling a bit of sympathy.

　　"We went to Hagrid's place just now," Wright sat down in the chair next to Changchu, "Today, no, last night, the little dragon Rupert couldn't stand the weather here. Suddenly passed away. We received an invitation from Hagrid today to hold a funeral for Rupert."

　　 "Then what's the matter with the alcohol on you?" Chang Chu asked.

　　 "Your oldest is twelve, but the legal age for selling alcohol is 18." Hermione also added.

　　Wright glanced at Chang Chu and then at Hermione. What happened to these two girls today? Why suddenly become such a tacit understanding?

　　 Just then, Harry also helped Ron and sat beside Hermione.

　　 "Neither Wright nor I drank, but Hagrid and Ron were the ones who drank." Harry slammed Ron's shoulder while talking, trying to stop him from muttering blushingly, but Harry The action did not play any role.

　　 "Yes, since Hagrid and Ron were so sad, we let them drink a little bit of wine." Wright shrugged.

　　 "A little bit?" Hermione wrinkled her nose, and the alcohol in Ron's mouth was about to spread throughout this entire area!

　　 "Yes, uh," Wright tilted his head and glanced at Ron. "At least Ron only drinks a little, I can guarantee."

　　 At this moment, Ron suddenly exclaimed: "Rupert!" Then he dropped his head on the long table, his forehead collided with the surface of the long table, and there was a huge low voice. "Boom" sound.

　　 "Hiss!" The four people sitting on the side gasped at the same time.

　　 Hermione frowned and retracted her gaze to look at Ron, and said to Harry: "Harry, I already know Nicol... who that person is!"

　　Hermione originally planned to say Nicholas Lemae’s name directly, but considering that this is a long table in the hall where people come and go, she quickly changed her mouth and replaced Nicolaema with "That people".

　　 "Who?" Harry immediately rejuvenated, "And how did you know?"

　　Wright also cast his gaze over.

　　 "That man is the only alchemist in the world who made the Philosopher's Stone," said Hermione. "Why did you know, of course, it was due to the help of Senior Sister Chang Chu."

　　"When I was on the Hogwarts Express, I sat in a box with Changchu senior." Hermione looked at Changchu, "When I asked her this question, she immediately answered me Question."

　　Wright glanced at Chang Chu, and the girl nodded proudly without realizing it.

　　 But forget it, anyway, Harry and the others will eventually know who Teacher Nicole May is. Wright thought that as long as they didn't know it from him, it would be considered as fulfilling the promise to Dumbledore.

　　 "Then what we said before..." Before Harry could finish speaking, Hermione interrupted him.

　　 "We can discuss this later, but don't discuss it at this time now." Hermione glanced at the hall where the number of people was gradually increasing, and said to Harry.

　　 "Hmm!" Harry nodded solemnly.

　　Wright watched the conversation between the two silently. Who are you two defending against? But forget it, as long as you don't drag me to play wisely and courageously in the future!

　　 After thinking about it, Wright took out a rattle from Mork's bag and handed it to Chang Chu.

　　 "This is?" Chang Chu took the ringer with some doubts.

　　 "This is the new rattle I made this month," Wright said as he took out a rattle from Mock's bag again, "You can think of it as a mobile phone in the wizarding world. "

　　 "Really?" Chang Chu looked at the rattle in his hand with interest, "How do I use it?"

　　 "Hold the handle of the rattle, and then speak to the bell body with your mouth." Hermione said first, she was very impressed by the rattle!

　　 "Uh, that's what Hermione said." Wright said, "This is an improved version, but the method of use remains the same."

　　 "Oh," Chang Chu held the handle of the rattle, played with it for a while, and then asked Wright, "How did Wright think of making this rattle?"

　　"It’s because there are usually too many people in school~IndoMTL.com~It’s not convenient to chat," Wright explained, "That’s why this rattle version of the phone was made."

　　"Why did you choose rattles as a tool?"

　　 "Why?" Wright looked at Chang Chu strangely. He held the rattle upside down like Chang Chu, and then pointed the bell to his mouth. If you are ringing, will you have a feeling of using a microphone to talk?"

　　 "No..." Changchu looked at Wright in a dazed manner. How did you think of ringing a bell like a microphone?

　　 often shook his head, trying to throw this increasingly strange topic behind his head: "Wright, you always call this rattle bell, doesn't it have a name?"

　　 "Shake...ring the phone?" Wright said slowly, looking at Chang Chu's wink.

　　 often did not speak at first, but lowered his head, then put his hand on his forehead. Harry and Hermione who were sitting on the side also let out a few low laughs, but it was not very obvious.

　　 "Then, Can Jinling?" Wright quickly changed the name.

　　 Often the beginning of the head hangs lower.

　　"Rattle No. 2?"

　　 "No, let's go!" Chang Chu stretched out his palm and motioned Wright to shut up, "I shouldn't have asked you this stupid question."

　　"Since it can talk quietly," Changchu stared at the rattle in his hand, "Just call it a dream!"

　　 "Then you should be..." Wright looked at Changchu's quickly turned head, and his voice fell into the dust, "Mengcha No. 2..."