“Wait—go back—later—let’s talk!”
Hermione's increasingly exaggerated mouth movements didn't make Urmie and Hannah immediately understand that those two were not people with strong comprehension skills, and it was obviously impossible for them to be able to read lips.
"I'll go tell them," Ginny swung her legs, jumped off the stool, and walked over there, "and that idiot Michael, really..."
She muttered dissatisfiedly and walked quickly towards the Ravenclaw table. As she passed Ermie and Hannah, she called out to the two "stupid guys."
Harry subconsciously focused his gaze on Ginny's back.
"Hmm... Umbridge should also feel uneasy about the notice she received today, right?" Harry couldn't help but think, "That Michael..."
Probably because he learned from Hermione that Ginny was in a relationship, Harry suddenly felt some indescribable emotions coming up in his heart.
That kind of emotion quietly grew in his heart, making him become irritable and restless.
"ah-"
In order to eliminate this inexplicable feeling of irritation, Harry involuntarily chose to look away from Ginny.
"Hermione is right. I have always ignored Ginny. Now that Ginny has made a new choice, who am I to bother her?"
Harry actually heard the conversation between Hermione and Ron in the quill shop that day. Hermione said some words so loudly, and he wasn't deaf, so how could he not hear them
"No, now is not the time to think about this -" Harry shook his head and reminded himself secretly, "Voldemort is eyeing Hogwarts, so there is no room for me to think blindly?"
He withdrew his gaze and refocused his attention on the discussion with his two companions.
"... Everyone is here, I have seen them all, and there is no informer." Hermione said with a serious face, "Although this is a good thing, at least everyone can continue to maintain mutual trust... However, in a certain way, To a certain extent, this can be considered a bad thing.”
"Yeah..." Ron said distressedly, "Where does Umbridge's information come from? This feeling of not understanding anything is really terrible!"
"We haven't seen Umbridge yet..." Hermione frowned, "We have to see her first. No matter what, it's always necessary to see if there are any changes in her."
"Who knows where she is?" Harry said dully, "Maybe she's still in the Ministry of Magic and hasn't come back yet!"
"No," Hermione shook her head, "At least the notice below must have been brought back by Umbridge. If she is not here, who should the application for restoration of the group be given to?"
"In this case... I bet that Umbridge will definitely go to the History of Magic classroom soon," Ron said in a low voice, "Except for Professor Binns' class, she has already attended all other classes! Since she is still a senior investigator Officer, you can’t miss an investigation target, right?”
However, Ron guessed wrong.
When they finished breakfast and hurried to the History of Magic classroom with other students, they did not see Umbridge.
If we go by what happened in the past few times, when Umbridge went to audit other professors' classes, she would always sit down at the back of the classroom and open her writing board eagerly before class.
But when Professor Binns slowly walked across the blackboard again, floated to the back of the podium and began to lecture, Umbridge still showed no sign of appearing.
Today Professor Binns seemed to want to continue teaching about the history of the ancient giant wars, but except for Hermione who could calm down and listen to the lecture, neither Harry nor Ron had any interest in listening to the lecture.
They couldn't listen to Professor Binns' history of magic class before, and now that their minds are full of messy things, they can't listen even more.
Harry scribbled on the blank parchment, jotted down a few difficult points in Charms, and then tapped the pen tip on the paper, thinking absentmindedly.
Just when he finally forced himself to calm down and immerse himself in the problem, Hermione pushed Ron's arm away and pushed him.
He didn't react, but the annoyance in his heart came back.
Time after time, no matter how many times Hermione and Ron pushed, he didn't want to respond. Because he knew that he was very depressed now and had to calm down again before he could talk to them normally.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp poke in his ribs by Hermione, which made him wince in pain.
"What?" Harry couldn't help but asked angrily.
Hermione and Ron pointed out the window together, and Harry immediately turned his head to look, only to find a white owl standing on the edge of the narrow window sill, staring quietly at him through the glass.
"Is it Hedwig?" Harry said strangely.
Near the window, several classmates were pointing at Hedwig outside, seeming to be discussing some topic about owls in a low voice.
Harry glanced over to the podium. Professor Binns was humming about history as usual, and he didn't notice that most of the students in the classroom were doing their own things.
Harry paused, then leaned down, half-crouched and quickly came to the window, and opened the window carefully.
He had expected Hedwig to hold out her foot as usual, let him take the letter, and then fly back to the shed on the tower. But this time, as soon as the window was opened to a suitable width, it immediately jumped in and whined.
"oh-"
Harry quickly turned his head and looked at Professor Binns worriedly. He was relieved when he found that he didn't notice him. Then, he quickly stretched out his arm, letting Hedwig stand on his arm, and then crouched back to his seat again.
"What's wrong with Hedwig?" Ron asked in surprise, looking at the owl.
Harry lowered his head after hearing this, and then he finally realized that Hedwig's feathers were a complete mess.
"Look! It's trembling -" Hermione pointed at Hedwig and said, "And its wings, something doesn't seem right..."
Harry subconsciously wanted to touch its wings, but as soon as he touched it, it jumped up in surprise. Immediately afterwards, all the feathers on its body exploded, and its big bright eyes glared at Harry reproachfully.
"Harry, it has been intercepted!" Hermione said rather uneasily, "Did you... send a letter to London? Did you mention our plan in the letter?"
"No, it's not London, it's Sirius. We occasionally talk about the current situation..." Harry frowned, "But I haven't written anything too specific?"
As he was thinking about it, Hedwig stretched out her foot again and pecked it several times.
This was obviously asking him to get the letter quickly, so Harry didn't think much about it and immediately reached out to untie the letter.
"Hedwig, has this letter been read?" he asked while looking at Hedwig while taking the letter.
But Hedwig shook her head decisively.
"What's going on?" Harry asked in surprise.
However, even if the owl could understand what the wizard meant, it was still impossible to speak. Under its low call of "coo coo", Harry gently unfolded the letter in front of him.
"Oh my God!" Hermione, who had just come up with Ron, only glanced at it and whispered.
On that piece of creased letter paper, there were only two words scrawled on it:
"Minos" "Danger"
The dark red writing could not help but be equated with blood stains, which is why Hermione was so frightened that she let out a low cry.
"Where is he now? No, no, what have you and him talked about?" Hermione said nervously, and suddenly paused, "No, no, now is not the time to talk about this. I think we have to do this first. Tell Maka…”
"Professor Binns!" Harry nodded, and then shouted without hesitation, causing the whole class to turn around, "I feel uncomfortable."
Professor Binns raised his head with a blank expression, and then slowly widened his eyes as if he was surprised that the entire classroom was full of people.
"Not... comfortable?" He repeated Harry's words in confusion.
"Yes, it's very uncomfortable!" Harry hid Hedwig behind his back and said firmly, "I think I have to go to the school hospital to have a look!"
"Um...ah! Yes, that's right..." Professor Binns' translucent body floated, expressing his confusion to the greatest extent he could, "The campus hospital... Yes, we should go to the campus hospital. Then You go... um... Perkins?"
Harry didn't care if Professor Binns never figured out who he was, he just knew that he should act as soon as possible now.
As soon as he walked out of the back door of the classroom, Harry put Hedwig on his shoulders and walked quickly. It wasn't until he was far away from the History of Magic classroom that he had time to think about the matter in detail.
"Remember, there is no ancient magic text class in the first class, so he should be in the office right now!"
Harry thought for a moment and immediately turned back and ran towards the stairs...
"Bang bang bang!"
In front of the Ancient Runes professor's office, Harry clenched his fist and knocked hard on the door, but there was no response at all. Reluctantly, he knocked a few more times and then wandered around in front of the door.
"It's really bad!" Harry muttered anxiously, "Sirius must have encountered some critical situation... If he had known better, he should not have agreed to hide it from him in the first place, and... Minos? Danger? What happened? Things…”
He paced back and forth, glancing left and right from time to time, but still didn't find Maka.
"...Where will Maka be right now?"
Harry thought anxiously, but he had no idea. The wind was howling outside the window, and under the gloomy sky, everything looked gray.
At this moment, Hedwig, who was squatting on his shoulder, suddenly pecked him.