Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 396: Hermione’s troubles

() "Wait! Wait-what are you doing?"

In the forbidden forest, Hagrid opened his arms inexplicably, trying to find the answer to the sudden collective action of the horses by blocking the way.

"...Firenze? What is going on?"

The number of horsemen he saw was in the dozens. Those horsemen galloped in the forest extremely fast, and Hagrid's symbolic obstruction alone was absolutely unstoppable.

But they still stopped the pace of Mercedes-Benz, and did not choose to deal with Hagrid or avoid him easily.

It seems that Harina’s common sense speculation is not meaningless.

Ferenzer belongs to Hagrid... well, barely an "acquaintance", right? Yes, the concepts of horsemen and wizards are quite different. Although they don't take the initiative to fight with wizards, it's just because they obeyed their nature.

Generally speaking, the horse people have a hatred of wizards. Even if the two sides can coexist, it is impossible to become their friends. This is impossible even for a rough and good person like Hagrid.

But Firenze is quite different from his fellow clan.

Although he always talks about the gods and gods, he regards the stars and destiny as his lifelong beliefs. But unlike other horses who "follow the tide of fate", when faced with the choice of "horse life", he took the initiative to fill in his own answer.

When Quirrell, possessed by Voldemort, sneaked into the forbidden forest and killed a unicorn to drink its blood; when a group of little wizards including Maca and Harry seemed to be in crisis...

The other two horsemen stayed on the sidelines, but Firenze chose to help.

As far as Hagrid is concerned, Firenze is a relatively good horseman who can conduct conversations.

So, when he faced the moment when a large group of silently staring at him fiercely, he did not hesitate to choose Firenze as the breakthrough point for the conversation.

"...Today dawn, the light of Venus is sharp." Firenze looked at him with not very bright eyes, and said seriously, "Hagrid, do you understand?"

"What?" Hagrid was confused.

"...is a change."

Just as Hagrid was puzzled, a sturdy horseman stood out from the crowd and came to Firenze's side in the respect of the other horsemen—that is, in front of Hagrid.

"Davros." Firenze turned around and bowed solemnly.

Since Maca went to the horse tribe last time, the patriarch of the horse people has stayed in the huge cave forever, and the young horseman in front of him was the last time Maca saw The new generation of horse patriarchs.

That is the new Davros.

Based on Hagrid's understanding of the horse tribe, he would not be ignorant of this slightly unfamiliar vocabulary. But even if he didn't know, after seeing the attitude of other horsemen, he almost understood it.

"Oh-hello?" Hagrid hesitated, "So, what is the reason for you leaving the tribe this time?"

"My race has been inspired by fate," Davros said solemnly, "Venus's edge hides chaos, and the trend of change is inevitable... I wait, we will move the tribe."

"Migrate?"

Hagrid repeated it in surprise, but before he could think about it, there was a sound of footsteps from far and near in the woods behind him.

The horsemen immediately raised the wooden bows in their hands, and the feather arrows also hit them.

"Wow!"

When the bushes behind him shook for a while, Harry suddenly emerged from the gap in between.

"Hagrid, are you okay?"

He saw Hagrid's huge body at first sight, and then he spotted a large number of horsemen. The arrows in their hands made him immediately deterred.

"Why are you here? Didn't I ask you to take them back?" Hagrid said angrily, then turned around and shouted at the horsemen, "Let down all, put down the weapons! He's just a kid!"

The horses didn't move at all, and didn't even pay attention to what he meant.

Davros looked at Harry and waved to indicate that his people would temporarily suppress the warning in their hearts.

"Heirs of giants and wizards, don’t be nervous. Waiting is not about moving right away...Fate tells us that moving the tribe is bound to be difficult, but the turbulence and crisis are unstoppable, and the move is imperative... I wait. In this trip, I want to seek help from a wizard..."

When Davros said such a word, Hermione and Ron had returned to the castle smoothly.

……

"Boom!"

It was probably anxious for a while, and the strength was too great, the door of the Transfiguration Classroom hit the wall, and there was a loud noise.

"Professor McGonagall--"

"Miss Granger?" McGonagall, who was standing at the desk, turned his head and asked in surprise, "Aren't you supposed to be in the magical creature protection class now? What happened?"

"Professor..." Hermione was about to say, but after a glance at some of the students in the classroom who were surprised, she changed her voice, "Professor, please come out, Professor Hagrid is looking for you in a hurry." /

"Hagrid?" Professor McGonagall paused, then looked at Hermione who seemed a little impatient, then turned to the little wizards in the classroom, "First preview the content of the next chapter, don't whisper. !"

After that, she immediately walked off the podium, followed Hermione into the corridor outside, and closed the door with her hand.

"Miss Granger, what is going on?" McGonagall asked with a frown.

"It's like this..." Hermione took advantage of the gap just now and took a few breaths. At this time, she arranged her thoughts and explained to McGonagall, "Professor Hagrid took us to the forest inspection class today. Not long after I went there, there was an unknown commotion in the depths of the forbidden forest. Hagrid asked us to come back to inform you first--"

She thought about it, and added: "Hagrid said he was a horseman, and there seems to be a lot of them!"

"Horseman?" A trace of doubt flashed in McGonagall's eyes, "I see, you did a good job, now you go and let the classmates go back to the common room, understand?"

"Got it!"

Hermione was about to turn around and leave, but she stopped just as soon as she stepped away.

"Professor," she hesitated, "that... Harry also followed."

Mag, who was hurriedly walking towards the stairs, turned his head suddenly, and her angry expression made Hermione's neck stiff.

"Potter? What is he going to do?" McGonagall said sternly, "Making a fool!"

"Professor! Harry is also worried about Hagrid, he—" Hermione hurriedly excused Harry.

"You don't need to explain," McGonagall interrupted Hermione. "I see, I will pay attention to Mr. Potter's whereabouts when I get there-you should do what you should do now. Remember, you are now the prefect of Gryffindor!"

After speaking, McGonagall immediately turned around and continued hurriedly towards the direction of the stairs.

Looking at the back of Professor McGonagall leaving, Hermione stood there and hesitated. It could be seen that she seemed a little confused about what she should do.

She is a strong girl, and she is very smart-she is a very smart group among wizards, but she also has shortcomings that cannot be ignored.

When encountering emergencies, her "smartness" will turn into an obstacle. Complex and perfect thinking will entangle her actions, so that she is always not decisive enough.

On this point, Harry, and even Ron, whose brains are always inadequate, will be stronger than her.

Now she is very hesitant-is she going to fulfill the duties of the prefect in a step-by-step manner? Or do you follow your own heart and catch up with Harry's footsteps?

For her, both sides are important.

She doesn't know what the horseman is going to do, so it may be a sign that Voldemort's side is starting to act again. She couldn't get rid of the possibility that the commotion in the Forbidden Forest was just a bait, but she was indeed worried about the situation in the Forbidden Forest where only Harry and Hagrid were at the moment.

Fundamentally speaking, what annoys her most is her own powerlessness.

No matter what the possibility, she doesn't have the ability to change the situation. This is what bothers her the most.

"Hermione!"

When she was hesitating, Ron's voice came from the other side of the corridor.

"Ron?" Hermione hurriedly sorted out her thoughts so as not to spread her anxiety to others, "How about, are you all going back?"

In fact, without Professor McGonagall’s reminder, she asked Ron to persuade all the Gryffindor students back to the common room.

Of course, Slytherin will not be in her control.

"Well, everyone has gone back to the lounge." Ron walked here and said casually, "What about you? Have you seen Professor McGonagall?"

"The professor is rushing over," Hermione pondered for a moment, and then continued, "No, maybe she is notifying other professors now, right?"

Let's not mention Snape, who has never been very talkative, at least Flitwick must be a big help.

Don't look at the short stature of Professor Flitwick, who has the blood of the goblin. When he was young, he had the powerful strength to match the title of "Duel Champion".

"Then let's go quickly!" Ron urged immediately, "Harry is still over there!"

"But..." Hermione pursed her lips, and retorted not so firmly~IndoMTL.com~We are the prefect! Without being sure whether it is bait or not, we have to take responsibility for our classmates——"

"Bait?" Ron said blankly, but then shook his head again, "Don't worry about bait or bait, it's something in the woods now-shouldn't we help them?"

"Professor McGonagall has passed!" Hermione was very stubborn on the surface, but she was struggling in her heart. "Besides, what if we go there?"

"Insufficient strength can't be a reason not to go," Ron frowned. "We are just going to help our friends!"

"That's right!"

Just as Ron's words were spoken, the two heard the third voice here, which appeared abruptly.

"If you don't mind, I also want to make more friends."

Ron and Hermione turned their heads at the same time, only to see a thin figure appearing in the corner of the corridor—that was a new classmate who had been assigned to Slytherin, a boy who called himself "Sokas".