[HP] Being a problem student at Hogwarts

On Sunday morning, Hermione walked through two feet of snow to Hagrid's hut, carrying the magic rope that Tom had made overnight - he originally wanted to add a "toughness" effect, but in the end he only came up with something like a weakening curse. Such debuffs.

That’s fine, just think of it as canceling out the “giant force”.

Harry and Ron wanted to accompany her, but their "homework mountain" had grown to terrifying heights, so they reluctantly remained in the common room, trying to ignore the screams of joy coming from downstairs. Voice. Students skated on the lake, sledged, and to make matters worse, they used magic to make snowballs fly up to Gryffindor Tower and slam against the windows.

Tom became interested, stood at the window and pulled the magic mist into a net, and every time he caught a snowball, he threw it back.

Fred and George, who were leading the snowball fight below, whistled and called for everyone to hit Tom together. Tom simply turned the net into an elastic one and bounced it back without even moving his hands - until one of them was "Quickly" "Growing big" The snowball, which had become too fragile in structure, shattered on the net and splashed him in the face.

Tom wiped his face, and was not surprised to see that the person behind this dirty trick was indeed the famous "honest man" Calvin Benson of Ravenclaw, the guy who developed the wand bracelet with him.

"Watch the trick!" He put his hand on the net and cast a copying spell, so the dense snowballs flew towards Calvin who was laughing below.

Calvin flicked his wand quickly and set up a shield spell in front of him - and then the magic mist that had been left behind sneaked behind him and poured a pocket of snow into the back of his neck.

They played around for a while, and Tom saw Calvin gesturing to him below, so he retreated from the lounge on the pretext of going back to the dormitory to wash his face.

After returning to the dormitory, seeing that the crow was not there, he turned to fog and floated out of the window in a familiar way. After waiting for a while in the owl tower, he saw a panting Calvin climbing up the stairs.

"Why did you choose here?" Tom asked angrily, the magic mist tightly wrapped around him, helping him filter out the stench in the air.

"There are no other birds here," Calvin said pointedly.

Tom glanced at him and stopped asking. The crown on his raven's head did not hide him from others, and it was not unusual for Ravenclaw students to recognize him.

"I'm going to leave," Calvin said. "My parents have already gotten me a sick leave certificate—"

"Does your family have connections in St. Mungo's?"

"Where," Calvin shrugged, "a Muggle hospital."

"Do schools run by Muggle hospitals also accept it?" Tom asked in surprise.

"It's a psychological problem, too much academic pressure and so on..." Calvin paused, "First suspend school, and then it depends on the situation-" He looked at Tom, but Tom could only shrug, indicating that he had nothing more to do. Insider information.

So the two of them stopped talking and watched large tracts of snowflakes falling from the sky.

"If you're not sure," Calvin added, "just listen to my advice and plan your escape first - hell, when the magic world is not at war, it's not very friendly to us hemps. When a war comes, we, the hemp breed, are the first to be unlucky..."

He grumbled, but Tom said nothing.

"Forget it, I'm here to ask you, do you want to take back the share in my hand? If you don't want it, I can sell it, or we can sell it together. Keep it until the fight breaks out. Damn it... After the fight, Dumbledore wins. Even if Snape, the golden sign, is sent to Azkaban, if Dumbledore loses, our property will probably be confiscated. …”

"Who are you going to sell to?" Tom asked.

"Good question." Calvin rubbed his hands and smiled, "How about Malfoy? I think he will definitely be happy to take over. If you don't sell, he will definitely be willing to strengthen cooperation with you. If you sell, he will also be willing to share your worries - "

"..." Tom seemed to see a "taken advantage of" stamp on Malfoy's head.

"I don't want any cash, I just want a safe way to go abroad——"

"Does the Ministry of Magic still control Muggle aircraft?"

"...You are this one." Calvin gave him a thumbs up, "You are an outlaw fanatic. Wizards who have passed the ordinary wizard level examination must submit an application to the Ministry of Magic to go abroad, otherwise they will be recognized by others abroad. If the Ministry of Magic catches him, he is a smuggler. It would be fine if he was repatriated, but if he is beaten to death as a spy, he will be unjustly accused."

"We are wizards. If we run away to another country without saying a word or saying hello, who wouldn't feel a little bit sad?"

makes sense.

"Can you help me pull a string?" Calvin nudged him lightly, "If you have anything, you want me to help bring it to your parents -"

"Have a safe trip," Tom interrupted - it was prudent not to let anyone in the wizarding world know where his parents were.

He didn't hesitate and sent a letter to Malfoy in front of Calvin. Anyway, they were in the Owl Tower, which was very convenient.

Calvin thanked him again and again, and warned him again before leaving: "Listen to my advice, it's already early to run away."

Tom waved to him, waited for him to go away, returned to the dormitory in the mist, and took a shower.

Hermione came back from Hagrid just before lunch, shivering slightly and her robes were wet from the knees down.

"How's it going?" Ron looked up and asked when she came in, "Who's tied up? Has he reported to Dumbledore? Have you prepared lessons for him?"

"I tried my best," she said listlessly, sat in the chair next to Harry, pulled out her wand and danced it in a complicated pattern, steam coming out of the tip of the wand. She pointed it at her robe, and the moisture evaporated from it. "He wasn't in the house when I went there, so I had to go into the woods to look for him. Fortunately, Tom brought a rope. An ordinary rope couldn't tie the big guy..."

"He said he was going to see Dumbledore in the afternoon." Hermione leaned closer to the fire and warmed her hands. "He still refused to tell me what he was going to bring. He only said that they were well raised in the Forbidden Forest and wanted to give them to us. A huge surprise..."

surprise. Harry lamented, all he could think of was that the Forbidden Forest was full of creatures that could easily get Hagrid fired.

"I tried to explain Umbridge's situation, but he wouldn't listen. He kept saying that no one in their right mind would be willing to study the Chimeras instead of the Chimerans - well, I don't think he had any Myramon.”

Seeing the horrified expressions on Harry and Ron's face, she quickly added: "But it's not that he hasn't tried it before. He said it was because it was not easy for him to get Chimera eggs...I don't know how many times I told him, Graplan's teachings were more beneficial. But I really don't think he even listened to half of them."

Ron put down his pen and concluded the matter: "It's over."

Harry wanted to retort, but considering Umbridge's style and Hagrid's style, he really couldn't think of any hope.

"Tom?" Hermione noticed that Tom didn't say anything and had been looking at the fire in a trance.

"...Nothing." He hesitated for a while and then said: "Calvin is ready to leave."

He wasn't the first person they knew who was planning to leave Hogwarts.

"I'm thinking about this too..." Hermione bit her lip and cast a soundproofing spell, "Since I can't convince them, I might as well ask them to forget me."

"What are you talking about?" Ron asked.

"Telling about my parents." Hermione had a determined look on her face, "The Dark Lord is back, and I don't intend to obey his bad theories - this means that my parents have They may be in danger. They must be sent away."

"In order to protect them, I plan to modify their memories to make them think that they have no daughters, and their lifelong wish is to move to another country as soon as possible - what do you think?"

"I think..." Ron swallowed and looked at Hermione in awe, "It hasn't come to this yet, right?"

"It will be too late. If things go well, I will go to them after this is over and unspell them. If things don't go well... at least they never had a daughter-"

Ron jumped up, hurriedly turned his homework paper into a smoking handkerchief with his wand, and handed it to Hermione.

Tom thought about Hermione's plan in his mind and thought it sounded like a good idea. But he hasn't made up his mind yet whether this idea can be applied to him.