Harry Potter and the Way of Reason

[The red rocket hits Hannah head-on in the face, sending her somersaulting backwards and crashing headfirst into the stone wall, and her pale face seems to hang in the air for a moment, beneath flying golden-brown hair, before she It fell to the ground, motionless like a pile of robes.At this time, the third and final wave of dazzling green spirals finally defeated the enemy's shield spell. ]

The days of March rush by with courses, studies and assignments, breakfasts, lunches and dinners.

[The Gryffindor boy stares at the eight of them, every part of his body tense, his expression changing silently; then he lets go of the Slytherin boy's collar, and walks away before everyone can speak. opened. (Actually, Lavender almost spoke—her mouth had opened in indignation, perhaps because she hadn't had a chance to deliver her speech yet—but fortunately Hermione noticed and typed the code word to shut up.)]

And of course, sleep.You can't just forget about sleep just because it's normal.

["Resuscitate quickly!" Susan Bones said in a childish voice, and Hermione's eyes opened, and she took a big breath, feeling her lungs heavy, as if there was a huge weight on her chest.Beside her, Hannah had sat up, her head in her hands, grinning in pain.Daphne had warned them that it would be a "difficult" battle, which made Hermione a little uneasy, and indeed, the other girls felt the same way.The exception, perhaps, was Susan, who just showed up on time for the meeting, silently walked by their side, and fought the seventh-grade bully until she was the only girl standing.Maybe that Gryffindor didn't want to fight the last of the Burns daughters, maybe Susan was just lucky; in any case, when Hermione tried to sit up, she found that her chest felt heavy because Sure enough, a huge body was pressing on her. ]

And you can't forget about magic, even though the actual spellcasting adds up to a very small fraction of the day.That's what Hogwarts is all about, anyway.

["By the way, how about we skateboard?" Lavender said. "It's faster than walking, and we'll look cool on skateboards. Muggle products may not be as fast as broomsticks, but they look better." Cool—we should vote—"]

As for the rest of the time, you can choose according to your personality: spreading the love gossip of the senior year, or reading and studying.

[After the senior girl in the red-trimmed robe "accidentally" knocked her against the wall, Hermione reached out with trembling hands and picked up Hogwarts: A History, the booklet from the floor. The book that would bring her comfort fell to the floor, only a step away from where she fell.And then the Gryffindor senior witch walked off without looking back, just whispering "Salazar's—" and a word that hurt more than any Mudblood Slytherin called her. Man, "Mudblood" was just a weird wizarding term, but Hermione knew what that Gryffindor word meant.She couldn't get used to it, she couldn't get used to the feeling of being hated no matter what.It still hurt her just as much every time it happened, and for some reason, the bullying from Gryffindors hurt her even more, because they were supposed to be good people. ]

Harry, as ordered, divided his eight soldiers among the other two armies; he offered up two lieutenants from the Legion of Chaos, sent Dean Thomas to Dragon Troopers, and sent Seamus Finnigan to the other two armies. She traded for Blaise Zabini because, according to Harry, Zabini was "overqualified" in the Sunshine Legion.Lavender chose to join the Sunshine Corps, along with most of the SPHEW; Tracy decided to stay with the Chaos Corps.

["Would you like to show off your charms to General Potter?" said Lavender, and Hermione tried to pretend not to hear their conversation. "I said, Cyr, I think our General of the Legion of Sunshine has him completely settled - you might as well try to convince Hermione that the three of you should come to a, you know, kind of agreement -"]

No one had found out what Draco Malfoy was up to.

["Sure?" said Harry Potter, sounding reluctant. "You know rationalists are never sure about anything, Hermione, not even two and two make four. I actually Can't read Malfoy's mind, and even if I could, there's no way I'm sure he's not a perfect Occlument. All I can say is that from what I've seen of Malfoy, he's probably indeed showing Slytherins a better way, much more likely than Daphne Greengrass thought. We should... we really should play along with him, Hermione."]

(Well, Harry seems to think Draco Malfoy is a good guy. But the problem is, Harry also tends to trust people like Professor Quirrell.)

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"Professor Quirrell," said Harry, "I am concerned that there seems to be a growing hatred of Hermione Granger in Slytherin House."

They sat in the Defense Professor's office, Harry sitting as far away from the teacher's desk as possible (even so, he could feel the premonition of impending doom), the empty bookshelf behind Professor Quirrell's bald head.On Harry's lap was a cup of Professor Quirrell's bizarre, and perhaps rather expensive, Chinese tea, which Harry must have made a conscious decision to drink, and that hinted at his recent thoughts.

"What does this have to do with me?" Professor Quirrell asked, sipping his tea.

"Oh, yes," said Harry, "so I'm going to pretend I didn't see it—oh, come on, Professor Quirrell, you've been trying to restore Slytherin's reputation since at least the first Friday of the year .”

Maybe there was a faint smile across those thin, pale lips, maybe there wasn't. "I don't think there will be a problem with Slytherin in the end, Mr Potter, whatever the girl's fate. I do agree, however, that the current situation is not good for your little friend. Many of the bullies in the two houses Parents have great power and connections, and they feel that Miss Granger is a threat to their reputation and an insult to their dignity. Although this is a strong motive to hurt her, it is not compared to Gryffindor jealousy. What's the matter, what those people saw was an outsider taking the laurels of the hero they had dreamed of since childhood." Now the smile on Professor Quirrell's mouth is certain, although very shallow, "Then those Slater The Foresters, they heard that the ghost of Salazar Slytherin had abandoned them to befriend a Mudblood. I wonder if you can imagine, Mr. Potter, how those people would react? Those who don't believe Those who would have readily killed Miss Granger for such an insult. As for those Slytherins who wondered in the depths of their hearts, those who secretly thought, or maybe that was the truth... the panic in their hearts Few people think about it." Professor Quirrell sipped his tea gracefully. "When you are more experienced, Mr. Potter, you will see the consequences before you plan. From the current situation, you willfully ignore all the human nature that makes you uncomfortable. This ignorance has killed you. gone."

Harry took a sip of his own tea.

"Uh..." said Harry, "Professor Quirrell... help?"

"I suggested to Miss Granger to help her," said Professor Quirrell, "before I saw how things would turn out. My student told me, in polite terms, to leave her business alone. I guess she There will be no difference in your attitude. And I have no real gain or loss in this matter, so I don't bother to insist." The defense professor shrugged and held him firmly with precise etiquette Teacup, when he leaned back in the chair, the surface of the tea did not move. "Don't worry too much, Mr. Potter. Miss Granger does cause a lot of resentment, but she is less dangerous than you think. When you grow up, you will understand that the first thing any ordinary person does And the most important thing is to do nothing."

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At lunchtime, the Slytherin mail delivery system delivered Daphne a letter, the envelope unsigned as usual; the parchment inside contained a time, a place and the simple word, "Difficult."

Daphne wasn't worried about that.Daphne was concerned that Millicent would not look in her or Tracy's direction at lunch that day.She just stared at the plate in front of her and finished eating silently.Daphne only saw Millicent raise her head once, glanced in the direction of Hufflepuff, and quickly lowered her head again; but Daphne sat too far away to see the expression on Millicent's face, because Millicent chose took a seat far from both her and Tracy.

Daphne had been thinking about it during lunch, and she felt sick to her stomach, she had never been so sick, and she couldn't eat after eating half of the plate.

The future I foresee must happen... Maybe it's a piece of cake to be eaten by a Voldebat...

It wasn't Daphne's conscious decision, she didn't have her own interests in mind, it was nothing like a Slytherin thing.

however--

Daphne tells Hannah, Susan and all that her sources warn her that the next bully will target Hufflepuffs specifically and that this bully is going to really hurt Hannah or Susan regardless of the teacher's wrath It hurts badly, so the two of them can't go this time.

Hannah agrees not to go.

And Susan—

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"What are you doing here?" General Granger growled, but his voice was very low, an odd combination of whisper and growl.

The expression on Susan's round face did not change, the Hufflepuff girl seemed to have suddenly picked up the experienced deadpan of Daphne's mother. "Am I really here?" Susan replied calmly.

"You said you wouldn't come!"

"Did I say anything like that?" said Susan.She twirled her wand carelessly in one hand, leaning against the stone wall of the corridor where they were waiting, her auburn hair falling neatly over the yellow trim of her robes. "I don't know why. Maybe I don't want Hannah to have weird ideas. Hufflepuff loyalty or something, you know."

"If you don't go," said the general of the Sunshine Corps, "I'll cancel this operation, and we'll all go back to the study room, Miss Burns!"

"Hi!" said Lavender, "we didn't vote—"

"I don't care," Susan said, her eyes fixed on the other side of the hallway, where it meets the tiled main road, where bullies are said to emerge. "Then I'll just stay here by myself."

"Why—" Daphne asked.Her heart was pounding in her chest.If I try to change it, if anyone tries to change it, terrible, bad, bad, very, very serious things will happen.And then it happens anyway... "Why are you doing this?"

"It's not like me," Susan said, "I know. But—" Susan shrugged, "everybody does something that's not like us once in a while, you know."

They persuade.

They begged.

Susan didn't even say a word now, she just continued to watch and wait.

Daphne was on the verge of tears, wondering if she did it all, if trying to change her fate would only make it happen in a more horrific way—

"Daphne," said Hermione, her voice much higher than usual, "to find the teacher. Hurry up."

Daphne turned and ran to the other side of the stone corridor, then she thought of something and ran back; everyone except Susan was watching her leave, Daphne felt like she was going to throw up, she said, "I can't... "

"What?" Hermione said.

"I think every time you try to resist, it just makes it worse," Daphne said.That's how it is sometimes in drama.

Hermione stared at her, and then Hermione said, "Padma."

The Ravenclaw girl turned and ran away without arguing.Daphne looked at her back, thinking that Padma's running speed was not as fast as hers, and began to wonder if this was the only reason why the help came too late...

"The bullies are here," Susan said succinctly. "Hey, they still have a hostage."

Together they turned and saw—

Three senior bullies, Daphne recognized Liz Belka, the top lieutenant in the seventh year army, Rudolph Lee, No. 2 of the Hogwarts Dueling Club, and worst of all, the sixth year Robert Gargson III, whose father was almost certainly a Death Eater.

All three were surrounded by shield spells, the outer layer of blue light shining with bands of iridescent colors, occasionally faceted like jewels.The trio seemed to think their opponents were professional duelists, and went to great lengths to cast multiple layers of shields.

Behind them, hung by glowing ropes, is Hannah Abbott.Her eyes were wide and panicked, and her mouth was moving, but they couldn't hear a thing, and her voice couldn't penetrate the silent spell the bullies had cast earlier.

At this moment, Gargson swung his wand suddenly, and the glowing rope threw Hannah over. There was a slight crackling sound when Hannah's body passed through the soundproof barrier, and Susan's wand immediately pointed at Hannah. San's voice whispered, "Wingardim, Leviosa"——

"Run!" Hannah screamed as she was lowered gently to the ground.

But the corridors behind and in front of them were now blocked by a glowing gray field, a barrier spell that Daphne didn't recognize.

"Need I explain what's going on here?" Li said in a falsely cheerful tone.A half-smile appeared on the seventh-year duelist's face. "Well, just in case I'll make it clear, you nasty little bastards, including you, Miss Greengrass, have caused enough trouble and spread enough rumors. You know we got all of you, and we brought this little friend of yours too - but I think there's a Ravenclaw girl hiding in some corner, or hanging from the ceiling somewhere? Hey, It doesn't matter. It's your—"

"Enough talk," said Robert Gagson III, "time to suffer," and raising his wand, "leg cramp!"

Susan raised her wand at the same time and said, "Iridescent Shield!" A small rainbow-colored hemisphere immediately appeared in midair. This miniature barrier was very thick and very bright, and it was intact under Gagson's attack. The jinx bounced back, flying toward Belka, who swung her wand and knocked away the dull bolt of lightning; a moment later, the blinding iridescence was gone.

Daphne's eyes widened for a moment; she never imagined that the iridescent shield could be used like this—

"Gagsey dear?" Belka said.A cruel smile played on her lips. "I think we discussed it beforehand. We beat them first, then we play."

"Please - please," said Hermione Granger in a trembling voice, "let them go - I, I, I promise I will -"

"Oh, really," Lee said in an annoyed tone, "you want to give yourself up so we can let the others go? But we've got you all."

Then Gargson smiled. "That's funny," the little sixth-grade Death Eater said softly, threateningly. "How about this, Mudblood, come lick my shoes and I'll let one of your friends go? Pick your favorite." Let the others stay and hurt."

"No," said Susan Burns' childish voice, "don't even think about it." Then the Hufflepuff girl dodged ghostly to the left, dodging the red stun lightning from Belka's wand , Daphne barely saw the next move, Susan seemed to hit the wall of the corridor, and then bounced back like a ball, kicking Gagson's face with both legs, the blow did not penetrate his shield, But the force in it caused the sixth-grade boy to fall backwards, and Susan fell to the ground with his movement, one foot stepped on the arm holding the wand of the boy, and still did not penetrate his shield, " Flashgun!" Lee yelled, and Parvati yelled, "Iridescent Shield!" The iridescent wall appeared, but the blue glare passed through the shield unhindered, like it hadn't It didn't exist, missed Susan by a few inches, and Daphne was dazzled by a whirlwind of movements, during which Belka's leg was hooked, but the senior witch rolled and stood up get up and—

Daphne thought, and her lips began to say "Rainbow—" but it was too late.

Three dazzling spells aimed at Susan at the same time. She held up her wand, as if she was about to block them. When the curse hit the wand, a white light came out, but at this moment Susan's legs began to twitch, and she flew up. Hit a wall in the hallway.Her head made a strange cracking sound as it hit the wall, and Susan fell, motionless.The angle of her head looked odd, her wand still clutched in her outstretched hand.

For a moment, the silence froze.

Parvati crawled to where Susan was lying, reached out to feel for Susan's pulse, and—then Parvati slowly, tremblingly stood up, eyes wide open—

"Signs of life and death," Lee said as Parvati opened her mouth, and Susan's body was surrounded by a warm red light.This seventh grade boy is actually laughing now. "I think it's probably just a broken collarbone. But it's a good performance."

"Merlin, they're cunning," Gargson said.

"You fooled me for a second, my dears." There was no smile on the seventh grade girl's face.

"Thunder and thunder!" Daphne screamed, raising her wand above her head, she had never been more focused in her life. "Roaring into the skull! The light blade——"

She didn't even see the jinx that hit her.

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Hermione felt the magic of quick recovery revive her, but instinctively, she didn't stand up immediately; it was a hopeless battle, and she didn't know what she could do, but her instinct told her that it was better to jump up now. It doesn't help.

Hermione opened her eyes by a thread, and in the extremely limited light that entered her eyes, she saw Parvati stepping back, trying to avoid the three bullies. She was the last one in Hermione's field of vision. standing girl.

Hermione's eyes also saw Tracy lying on the ground not far away, she was still holding a wand, so she desperately hoped that this Slytherin girl would be more reliable than usual, while using as much power as possible With a slight movement of his wand, he whispered, barely moving his lips, "Resuscitate quickly."

Hermione felt the spell succeed, but Tracy didn't move.Hermione hoped it was because of Tracy's resourcefulness, she was waiting...

What can they do?

Hermione didn't know that she had temporarily forgotten to panic while fighting, but now, when she calmed down and thought, and saw that it was all hopeless, panic was gnawing at her heart.

That's when Hermione heard a thud, and although she couldn't see it, she knew it was Parvati's fall.

Moments of silence came and went.

"What now?" asked the eerie soft male voice.

"Wake that Mudblood up now," said the terribly formal male voice with precise tones, "and see who's behind them, pretending to be the ghost of Salazar Slytherin."

"No, my dears," said the dreadfully sweet female voice, "first tie 'em all up tight—"

At this time, there was a sound like lightning and thunder. Hermione was taken aback, her eyes widened involuntarily, and in the enlarged field of vision, she saw that scary boy with a soft voice twitching, and the yellow arc of energy seemed to dazzle the eyes. Giant worms crawled all over his body.His wand flew out of his hand, and he fell to the ground, writhing for a moment, then stopped.

"Is everyone asleep?" said a voice. "Very well."

Susan Burns rose from where the soft-voiced scary boy had been, neck still at the odd angle.Then she turned her head around easily and casually, and it was straight.

The round-faced first-year girl stood in front of the remaining two bullies, one hand on her hip.

She is laughing.

The body is surrounded by blue light, with gem-like facets.

"It's compound decoction!" the female bully said angrily.

"Transformation reversal!" the remaining male bully roared.

His wand spewed out a mirrored scarf—

Passed through the mask around Susan without hindrance——

For a moment, her whole body glowed with a strange mirror image, like a reflection of herself—

Then the light died.

The little girl was still standing there with one hand on her hip.

"Wrong," said Susan.

"And that's the truth," said Susan, "if no one ever told you—"

Her little hand raised a wand, which was a bit blurred by the blue mask.

"You can't bully Hufflepuff," Susan said, and a blinding gray flash stung Hermione's half-opened eyes, and the real battle began.

The fighting went on for a while.

Part of the ceiling melted.

The female bully wanted to ask for a truce and let them take Gagson away, but Susan roared and shouted a spell, and Hermione recognized it as the Abhidaki withering spell[1], which was listed in seven countries. into an illegal spell.

Finally, the female bully lay unconscious on the ground, and the remaining boy left his companion and fled. Susan leaned against the wall, covered in sweat, and her burnt robe was stained with sweat. Panting, he put his left hand on his right shoulder.

After a while, Susan stood up straight and turned to look at her fellow witch lying unconscious on the ground.

Well, they were supposed to be lying unconscious on the ground.

Lavender sat up, eyes the size of watermelons.

"Just now..." Lavender said.

"That's..." Tracy said.

"What's going on?" Hermione said.

"Yes, what's going on?" Parvati said.

"That's amazing!" Lavender said.

"Oh, that's terrible," said Susan Bones.Her sweaty face was originally pale, but now it is even paler, as if she was pale with fright, "Ah... If I said that what I just said was all your imagination, would you believe it?"

The girls exchanged glances quickly.Hermione looked at Parvati, Parvati looked at Lavender, and Lavender and Tracy looked at each other for a moment.

The four looked back at Susan and shook their heads.

"Oh, that's terrible," Susan said again, "well I'll be back in a few minutes but I really have to go please don't say goodbye!"

Susan sprinted out of the corridor so fast that no one else could say a word.

"Come on, seriously, what's going on?" Parvati said.

"Resuscitate," said Hermione, pointing her wand at Daphne, whose body was out of Hermione's view; Lavender pointed her wand at Hannah, and said the same incantation.

Hannah's eyes opened, and she tried to stand up, but fell to the ground again halfway.

"Don't worry, Hannah!" Lavender said, "We won."

"Us what?" Hannah said, falling to the ground.

Daphne didn't move, but Hermione saw her chest rise and fall, breathing in a rhythm that seemed normal. "I think she's all right," said Hermione, "but—" She swallowed, her mouth still dry.This is so, so, so out of the ordinary. "I think we should send Daphne to Madam Pomfrey—"

"Okay, okay, wait for me for a while, I guess I'll be fine." Parvati said.

"Wait a minute," Hannah asked in a polite but determined voice, "how the hell did we win? And why does the ceiling look like it's melting?"

a pause.

"Susan did it," Tracy said.

"That's right," said Parvati in a slightly trembling voice, standing up and beating the dust off her red-trimmed gown, "Susan Bones is the heir of Hufflepuff, and she opened the The long-lost chamber where Helga Hufflepuff worked hard and practiced."

"Huh?" Hannah said, touching herself as if to make sure that all her parts were still there, "I thought it was a story made up by Professor Sprout to teach us something important. the truth—Susan really?"

Slowly, Hermione felt herself returning to normal.After all, the extreme terror lasted less than 30 seconds, or at least that's how long she'd been conscious. "Actually," said Hermione carefully, her brain starting to work again, "I'm pretty sure that's Professor Sprout's story, which wasn't mentioned in Hogwarts: A History, and neither did I." seen anywhere else—”

"She's a super witch!" Tracy screamed, her voice breaking. "She is! She's one of those people! Always has been!"

"What?" cried Parvati, turning to look at Tracy, "this is ridiculous—"

"I see!" said Lavender, standing up and beginning to jump up and down excitedly. "I should have thought of it earlier!"

"What's Susan?" Hermione asked.

"Super Witch!" Tracy said.

"Look," Lavender said quickly, "there have always been such legends that some children are born superhuman wizards, can cast spells that no one else knows, and there is a secret school in Hogwarts that only they can see, Go to class—”

"Those are just stories!" Parvati yelled. "Real life isn't like that! I mean, of course, I've read those books—"

"Just a moment, please," said Hermione.Maybe her reactions did slow down a bit. "Are you saying that although you already have the opportunity to go to a magic school, you still want to go to a super magic school?"

Lavender looked at her inexplicably. "What?" said Lavender. "Who wouldn't want to have supermagic powers? It's like having magical destiny! That means you're special!"

Hannah crawled up to Daphne and was checking her for broken bones; she nodded and looked up. "I wish I was a super witch," Hannah said, and then, turning a little sad, "but I don't believe it's true... What the hell did you see Susan do? I mean, are you sure Didn't you see a vision after being knocked out?"

Hermione was really, really speechless when she heard this.

"Oh, it's broken," Tracy said.The Slytherin girl turned quickly to look at the entrance to the corridor, her robes fluttering as she moved. "Oh, it's broken! We have to get out of here quickly! Get out of here, or Susan is going to bring someone who will be super forgetful!"

"Susan wouldn't do such a thing!" said Parvati. "I mean, if there was—"

"What's going on here?" With a shrill roar, Professor Flitwick appeared angrily in this partially melted corridor, like a mass of pure academic anger compressed to the point of exploding, Padma's face was pale, Panting behind.

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"What's the matter?" Susan blurted out looking at the girl opposite. They looked exactly the same, but the other girl's robe was blackened and sweaty.

"Oh, that's a good question!" said the other Susan Bones, snapping off the remains of the borrowed dress.After a while, the girl began to transfigure Magus, returning to her more accustomed Nymphadora Tonks image. "Sorry but I can't think of an explanation, so you have three minutes to decide how to answer this question—"

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As Daphne Greengrass reflected somewhat tartly in hindsight, Hermione's cunning, while ensuring that house points were deducted equally from all four houses, had one flaw: it didn't work for labor services.

They all agree to keep Susan's magical powers a secret—even Tracy, who threatens to forget about her if she doesn't agree.Unfortunately, however, they discover at dinner time that someone forgot to inform the bully of this decision, and that Susan Bones sacrificed her soul to the terrifying forbidden power that now lurks within her body, which is Why were they all punished by labor service.

"Hermione?" said Harry Potter beside her at the dinner table, very cautiously, "please don't be angry, I understand if you say it's none of my business, but I think it's starting to get lost Take control."

Hermione continued to grind the chocolate cake in the plate into a uniform powder. "That's right," said Hermione, her voice harsh. "That's what I said when I apologized to Professor Flitwick, saying I knew things were getting out of hand, and he yelled at me and said: Really, Granger Miss? Did you really know? He was so loud that my ears were on fire. I mean my ears were on fire. Professor Flitwick had to put it out."

Harry rested his hand on his forehead. "Sorry," said Harry gravely, "sometimes I'm still not used to this sort of thing. Hey, Hermione, do you remember when we were little and naive and thought the world was a relatively understandable place? "

Hermione put down her fork and watched him for a moment. "Do you sometimes wish you were a Muggle, Harry?"

"Huh?" said Harry, "well, of course not! I mean, even if I'm a Muggle, I'm probably going to try to conquer the world one day—" Hermione looked at his expression and made the boy rush Swallowing the words back, he said, "Of course I mean optimization, and you know what I really mean, Hermione! I mean, my goals won't change anyway. But