days at Hogwarts

Chapter 299 An unusual weekend

Saturday morning.

Because she went to bed early last night, when Hermione got up, the other roommates were still asleep.

After putting on her slippers and coming to the dormitory window, Hermione pulled open the cold copper rim of the window, quickly retracted her hands and placed them on her fluffy pajamas, her hands gradually warming up.The fresh and cold air penetrates into the nose, making people feel that their brains are gradually waking up.

The good weather that has lasted since the heavy rain at the beginning of school has finally come to an end. There are more dark clouds visible to the naked eye in the clear sky. They are constantly changing shapes under the blowing of the autumn wind. Those light dark clouds accumulate water vapor, but I don’t know When will this rain fall?

From a distance, you can see the whomping willow outside the school. Its sparse leaves are gradually turning red. When the leaves on the branches are completely red, it will shake off all the leaves on its body, which means that the snowy day is coming. .

"Hermione, it's cold-"

Hearing Parvati's confused murmurs, Hermione quickly closed the window, leaving only a small gap for ventilation.

Washing and changing clothes, because it was the weekend, Hermione was lazy and didn't take care of her hair.

Go downstairs.

In the common room, Loren was lying on the sofa. He didn't have to go to class, so he didn't wear a magic robe, but a beige sweatshirt and casual pants.

The new clothes were probably bought for him by Grandpa Bates, Hermione thought silently.

On his lap lay Crookshanks, who looked sleepy and listless.

Whenever Crookshanks closed his eyes, the man would rub his belly. Crookshanks was so agitated that he opened his mouth and leaned towards his hand, ready to bite.Loren was not afraid at all, and instead put his hand up, Crookshanks closed his mouth, and his persimmon-like cat face actually showed human helplessness.

Hermione was also speechless. He often did this kind of thing during the summer vacation and called it "cooking the cat".What he said: People don't like cats during the day, but cats like people at night.

I really don’t know why Crookshanks is still willing to be so close to him.

Hearing footsteps on the stairs, Loren looked up and smiled unconsciously when he saw the girl: "Good morning, Hermione."

"Good morning."

Sitting next to her, Hermione freed Crookshanks from his clutches and placed him in a corner of the sofa so that he could sleep peacefully. She raised her head and asked curiously: "Why did you get up so early? Today is the weekend. ?”

"Last night I was lying in bed thinking about things and fell asleep. But when I woke up in the morning, I couldn't fall asleep. I was so energetic." Loren pretended to sigh sadly, "Going to bed early made me lose the wonderful feeling. Go back to sleep."

As he spoke, he lay lazily on the back of the sofa, exuding a decadent salty smell, "I really envy Crookshanks. He can sleep as long as he wants. He is such a lazy cat."

"You are the lazy cat." Hermione rolled her eyes and was too lazy to talk to him. "Let's go, have breakfast first, and then we will go to the library to do our homework."

"Ah? I just do homework on weekends, so what's the difference between this and not having a holiday?" Luo Lun looked at her confidently, "I'm not going!"

"Is it going to be a scene where I persuade you, you refuse, I persuade you again, you refuse again... see who admits defeat first?" Hermione said calmly, she had sufficient experience in fighting this.

"You're so cold and have no sense of humor," Loren complained.

"Get up!" Hermione pulled him.

This man was so thorough that he didn't move.

"If you don't stop me, I'll leave on my own?" Hermione threatened fiercely.

Because there were two more elective courses, she had a lot of backlogged homework. Counting the review and preview content, she also wanted to discuss some issues with Professor Bubbaji of Muggle Studies in the afternoon, and her schedule on the weekend was very tight.

Loren blinked and looked at the girl. Her fluffy, messy curly hair was very fluffy, making the girl who was pretending to be fierce look like a long-haired cat with explosive hair, with fierce breasts and a bit of scrawl.

"Wait a minute..." Loren patted the seat next to him, "Sit over here and I'll brush your hair."

Hermione's fierce expression froze, she was a little dazed, and she blinked twice blankly.After a few seconds, as if under the Imperius Curse, she slowly sat down next to Loren, quiet and well-behaved.

Loren threw off his shoes and stepped onto the sofa, sat down cross-legged behind the girl, took out a wooden comb from the pendant and started arranging her hair with gentle movements.

"You have so much hair, why are you still not bald after studying so hard?"

"It's definitely not yet time. You'll start to go bald when you become an adult."

"Wendell is a little bald, you have this genetic trait."

"..."

As he muttered, Hermione remained inexplicably quiet and said nothing in reply.

Loren didn't understand those complicated hairstyles. He just tried to make Hermione's curly hair as docile as possible, so as not to let stubble pop out randomly and make the girl look like she had a mop head.

Hermione is not suitable for the kind of hairstyle that is close to the scalp. It is stretched together to look older. Let the brown curly hair hang down naturally and leave some bangs on the forehead. This will look good, fresh and a little playful.

"It just doesn't feel smooth enough, it's too curly."

"If you think it's troublesome to comb your hair every day, you can perm it a little, but don't move your bangs, they still look good."

Hermione lowered her eyes, something trembling in her heart.

In fact, it can be done if you spend time taking care of it. She will simply comb it in the morning, but it will take at least an hour to do it seriously. She would rather spend her time in more useful places.

The wooden comb teeth were buried in the long brown hair, and the subtle rustling sound spread along the scalp and into the ears. The eardrums itched, and the heart also felt a little itchy.

This man obviously doesn't know how to comb girls' hair. Sometimes some curls get tangled in the comb and cannot be undone. He will observe his reaction, then calmly grab the front section and pull it off with force.

He probably thought he wouldn't notice if it didn't hurt.

Hermione silently counted how many hairs she had pulled out.

1...

5...

9...

"How much of my hair are you going to tear out?" Hermione's voice was cold.

"Ahem." Loren coughed twice, "These are normal losses. In fact, people naturally lose hair every day..."

Looking into Hermione's eyes, Loren's sophistry became less and less forceful. He finally muttered in a low voice: "You're not good at business. You just need to practice more in the future."

Hermione glanced at him, but let him go gently. She packed up her hair that had fallen on the sofa and got up and walked out: "Remember what you said."

<divclass="contentadv">"Huh? Oh!"

Loren was stunned for a moment, then followed happily.

……

In the morning, Loren was forced by Hermione to finish the week's homework. In the afternoon, Hermione went to see Professor Bubbaji of Muggle Studies to discuss some issues, and the two separated.

Go straight up to the 8th floor, walk around a few times on the opposite side of the tapestry where the troll beat Barnabas silly, and enter the Room of Requirement.A potions classroom-style room with an open space in the middle.

Loren took out the ingredients for [Wolfsbane Potion-Rafflesia Modification] given by Snape.The locket for storing materials is made of black chestnut wood, with intricate carvings of ouroboros patterns, gold inlays and exquisite workmanship.

"Tsk, the Traceless Stretching Charm is very common. I wonder if Snape made it himself. Seeing the locket reminded me of an acquaintance... Forget it, let's find a chance to give Old Deng some clues in the future. ." Loren muttered, opening the lid of the locket and taking out one of the 10 materials.

"Let me see... goosefoot resin... full moon dew..."

After the simulation in the Book of Fantasy, although Loren was able to memorize the dosage of ingredients and the cooking process, he still took out the list and counted the ingredients one by one according to the list above.

"The last one is this, Rafflesia flower extract."

Loren looked at the glass bottle in front of him, which was smaller than a finger. A trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes. There was a little curiosity in the hesitation, and an eagerness to try in the curiosity.

Rafflesia is extremely stinky and emits a smell similar to that of a rotting corpse. It is recognized as the smelliest flower in the world.The extract is the essence of Rafflesia flower.If there is even one drop on the sofa, the sofa will be discarded.

Although I know that this stuff is very smelly and powerful, it should be handled with care and caution.

But when the real thing appeared in front of him, he still wanted to open it and take a look.

I have no other intention, just want to clear my nasal cavity.

boo~

The moment he opened the cork, Loren felt his eyes burning.

A strong smell enveloped the entire virtual potion classroom, and the fermented stench roughly penetrated into the brain from the nasal cavity. Every breath made the stomach uncontrollably spasm, twitch, and twitch.

After about 30 seconds.

Loren stood expressionlessly opposite the tapestry where the troll beat Barnabas silly, facing the door to the Room of Requirement that he had closed.

There was an idea in his mind: go find Hermione now, use the time turner to travel back to one minute ago, and give the Shapi Loren a minute ago a big showdown.

Is it stupid to open it even though I know it smells bad?

Using [Tornado Cleaner] to deodorize himself, Loren stood outside and calmed down for a while.

Fortunately, the Room of Requirement is a magical room. After walking back and forth a few times and re-entering the Potions classroom-style room, the smell inside had dissipated.

This time he was not distracted, set up the cauldron, set up a fire, and started brewing the potion.

It takes about a week to brew the wolfsbane potion. During this period, the heat needs to be adjusted every day when the sun rises and sets, based on the moon phase and weather changes of the day.

If you don't encounter stormy weather with thunder and lightning, add the Rafflesia flower extract about three days later when the brewing process enters the middle and late stages.

The dosage of Rafflesia extract was as prescribed by Snape, which was slightly excessive.

I still plan to add some rue, but it won't affect the efficacy anyway, and it will have some initial effect.

After the potion in the crucible stabilized, Loren stood up, stretched, twitched his nose, and slowly left the virtual room.

"I still feel like I still have a smell... Damn Snape, I must let him smell it too..."

"Get a gas mask when you need to use the extract."

The charcoal fire under the crucible is burning, and the flames are licking the bottom of the crucible. A few particles that have not been fully burned are attached to the crucible, leaving behind strands of black soot, like the dark clouds accumulating outside the castle, floating, gathering and dispersing...

Walking out of the Room of Requirement, the silly Barnabas in the tapestry has stopped being beaten, and the troll is dancing again.

Loren's footsteps paused, he had already come, there was no reason not to go and take a look in the room where the things were hidden.He began to walk back and forth where he was just now, and after three times, he opened the door to the Room of Requirement and walked in.

In a room as spacious as a cathedral, the light beams cast by the high windows illuminate the room. The items hidden by Hogwarts people in the past are piled together like hills. The mountain path is lined with piles. Got crumbling broken furniture.

Some broken bottles contained solidified potions, as well as hats, jewelry, cloaks, things that looked like fire dragon egg shells, and some magic items from who knows how many years ago that still retained the brilliance of their magic power.

Even though Loren and Hermione transported a lot, there are still thousands of books here, including banned books, graffitied books, and books stolen from the library. In addition to these useful books, there are also many useless old papers. It has been oxidized and decayed by the long years. It only needs a light touch to turn into part of the dust in this room.

To Loren's surprise, the dust on the floor added some new footprints.

He knew that the house elves at Hogwarts sometimes hid things in this room, that Professor Trelawney hid empty sherry bottles in it, and that Dumbledore also knew about this room. It was not surprising. .

But their footprints must not be like mouse footprints, especially since part of this mouse's front foot is still missing.

Suppressing his inner excitement, Loren squatted down and looked closely at the set of footprints.

There was a thin layer of dust on it. It seemed that these footprints had been there for a while. It should have been a few days before school started when Wormtail entered the Room of Requirement.There were no brand new footprints, which meant that he came in once and never came back again.

Has his goal been achieved, so he won't come back?

Or has his purpose completely failed?

Loren had a vague guess in his mind. He followed the footprints of the lame mouse, turned right, passed a giant monster specimen, and ran for a short distance, passing a large cabinet with blisters on the surface, as if strong acid had been poured on it. He walked past the broken bust of an old wizard and finally stopped in front of a piece of armor.

Loren smiled slightly when he saw the familiar armor and the empty top of his head.

At this moment, Voldemort's plan, Peter Pettigrew's infiltration, and Bellatrix's stay seemed to be strung together by an invisible thin thread.

Wormtail returns to Hogwarts not because of the bullshit promises Voldemort made to him, but to retrieve the Horcrux Crown.As for the reason, it was probably because Loren destroyed his notebook, which made him aware of the Horcrux.

Using the mouse form of the Animagus, Peter Pettigrew lurking in the castle can easily steal Ravenclaw's diadem.Bellatrix was waiting outside the secret passage of Honeydukes Candy Shop.

But they didn't expect that Ravenclaw's crown would be taken away early by Loren who reported it to Dumbledore in the first year.

The mouse's footprints were in a mess here. Loren could guess Wormtail's panic at that time. The thing Voldemort was looking for was missing. How should this humble mouse deal with it?