"Harry, I'm afraid I know Hagrid's whereabouts. Heavenly [novel]" Ron said with a serious face.
"What?" Harry was taken aback by the news and exclaimed, which caught the librarian Mrs. Pince's sharp gazes, which were full of warning.
They also have to go to the library to study hard now. This semester is about to end now, but their courses have not been fully mastered. There are various reasons for this, such as Gryffindor before. The team had a lot of extra training to win the Quidditch competition, which took up a lot of their extracurricular time, and the several invasions by Sirius made the students panic. These are objective reasons.
There is no need to explain the subjective reasons. Except for a few extremely self-disciplined students, who has never studied crazily before dead1ine? It’s like dancing on the tip of a knife. Before that, the efficiency will always be extremely high.
When Harry was desperately remembering the formula of the "shrinking potion" he had learned this semester, Ron interrupted him and brought him news from Hagrid.
"What happened to him? Where is he?" Harry asked hastily, closing his textbook.
"My dad's letter to me accidentally mentioned him," Ron said, lowering his voice, as Mrs. Pince stared at them angrily from her sunken eyes, as if they had seriously damaged Order, made a big mistake like.
"He said he saw our big friend." Ron whispered to Harry, handing over the letter he got.
"But he doesn't know how much we worry about him." Ron sighed, and Arthur Weasley only mentioned a little information about Hagrid in the letter, which in his opinion was just irrelevant A little bit, by the way, because he didn't know what happened at school, and Ron was too embarrassed to tell him that the trouble he caused might also implicate others.
"Ron, haven't you read your letter?" Harry's face suddenly changed.
"Did my dad write anything later? At the end of every letter, he would always lecture me and ask me to learn from my older brothers. Of course he would not mention George and Fred. They Always bothers him more than me, so I generally don't watch it."
"But it might just so happen that he said something else this time." Harry said in a cold tone, and handed over the letter again.
Only then did Ron thoroughly read the contents of the letter, which read:
"Although Dad doesn't want to complain to you about work, I still want to tell you that if you don't want to be angry at work in the future, you have to work hard now so that you can live without looking at other people's eyes. You may never I can't even imagine that Fudge actually dragged Lucius into the Ministry of Magic. It's unbelievable that he will become my colleague. It is said that he has a name in both the Committee on the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures and the Department of Management and Control of Magical Beasts. How much money was donated, fortunately we are not in the same department, otherwise I really don’t know what will happen between us when we go to work every day.”
"This is really not a happy thing." Ron's tone fell, and the image of the man appeared in his mind - pale golden head, cold gray-blue eyes, pale pointed face. None of the few encounters with him are pleasant to remember.
"Look again, Ron." Harry said eagerly, and then pointed to a few lines above with his finger.
"Both the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures and the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures?" Ron read it again, and this time he finally understood.
"It is likely that he is targeting Hagrid!" Ron said indignantly, shaking his fist.
"Last semester, he even wanted to impeach Dumbledore to step down, but he didn't succeed. This time he just seized this opportunity. We all know that Hagrid is Dumbledore's man, just after he cleared himself of his grievances. Soon, as long as Hagrid gets caught again, it will definitely be a blow to Dumbledore's image, and then he will be able to make a big fuss about it again." Harry spoke very quickly, immediately summarizing the possible situation analyzed.
"Where is Hermione, where is she? She must have a way!" Ron said, it was Hermione's successful intervention that terminated Lucius' plan last time, and Hermione knew the wizard's terms best among the three One, if she is here, maybe she can think of a way.
"She's not here. I haven't seen her this month except for class." Harry shook his head and said, she seemed to be busier. I accidentally saw her class schedule. During the same time period, her itinerary There are actually two courses written in the school. Could it be said that there is magic that can be cloned? "
"Then if I learn it, I will definitely use one for class and the other for play. She will use both of her body for class."
Ron said jealously, as if he had already decided that Hermione had learned this kind of magic.
"In any case, we should find her to discuss countermeasures now." Harry said.
And the person they are looking for now is concentrating on brewing a pot of potion in the girls' bathroom on the second floor of the castle.
"Today is the last day." Hermione said heartily, forcibly controlling her trembling hands to still, this time she had no helpers, and she had to rely on herself.
Well, without a human helper to be exact, the Ghost might still have one.
The weeping Myrtle was sitting on the toilet, watching Hermione's skillful movements intently. She has been watching Hermione brew potions here for almost a month. She was very happy, so she also decided to keep a secret for the girl in front of her. She still remembered that in the second grade, this girl broke into the place she feared for her classmates without hesitation.
Maybe something is wrong with her now that Myrtle is a sympathetic, kind ghost who will keep secrets for her.
"The next step is to add the juice of wormwood." Hermione muttered, and she thought that talking to herself from time to time would help her make potions more stably and avoid mistakes in the next step.
Seeing that the dark blue potion in the crucible, which was still boiling violently just now, gradually calmed down, it was as if the raging waves had exhausted its emotions, and it was willing to return to silence. The pungent smell also subsided, and even the color slowly changed to a transparent and colorless state.
Colorless and odorless, this is a major feature of Veritaserum. It seems that the purpose of the person who invented this potion is to quietly obtain other people's secrets.