The weather is getting colder and colder. In the Gryffindor lounge, the lights are brightly lit, and the slightly warmer light covers almost every corner of the room. In the fireplace close to the wall, a red flame is burning blazingly With that, the whole room was warm, extremely warm.
Several reclining chairs covered with scarlet cushions are placed together, and there is a small coffee table in the middle, with a light red long-spout teapot on it, and a very thin book next to it. With its yellowed cover, it even makes people feel that there is no need to bind it into a book.
"Meow." Crookshanks yelled, which was particularly noticeable in the quiet lounge.
Hermione looked away from the book she was holding in her hands.
Her pet cat was quietly curled up in the bamboo basket next to the fireplace at this time. The whole cat was curled up, its head buried in its own fur, and the cat's ears were drooping, revealing only a few rubbish. Soft and fluffy yellow hair, at first glance, those who don't know may think that someone's scarf has fallen here.
It yawned in a daze, then narrowed its eyes again, and fell asleep lazily.
Its owner, Hermione Granger, was leaning on the soft seat at this time, spreading a book on her lap, and turned her gaze back to her own book.
A few brown curly strands of hair hung down in front of her forehead, covering her sight. She stared at the book for a while, then brushed the messy hair behind her ears that blocked her sight.
The "relics" Dumbledore left her were two books, one was "The Tales of Beedle the Poet" she was holding in her hand, and the other was "The Bard Allen's Experience" which was placed on the coffee table .
The former is relatively complete, while the latter seems to be just a few thin pages.
After a brief suspension of classes, after the resumption of classes, it soon came to the weekend again.
She is using this weekend afternoon to read these "relics" patiently, hoping to get some messages and hints from the principal.
But almost the whole afternoon was wasted, and Hermione didn't get any useful clues from it.
It made her inexplicably feel a little irritable and anxious.
The figure who pulled her into the closet cast a deep shadow on her heart.
What kind of conspiracy will Voldemort have
Of course, in the old days, she would not read books with utilitarian purposes.
In other words, acquiring knowledge, or getting entertainment, that is already the biggest purpose, but it is obviously different for the current Hermione.
Professor Dumbledore doesn't do things that don't make sense.
But Hermione tried her best, but she didn't see what Dumbledore wanted to express, or what hints she hoped to convey to her through this collection of stories.
What these little fables tell everyone is nothing more than some principles of life.
"The Wizard and the Hopping Pot" tells everyone that we should be happy to help others and help everyone around us.
"Fountain of Good Luck" shows that everyone has misfortune, but as long as you work hard to pursue happiness, you can find your own luck in the end.
The ending of "The Warlock's Hairy Heart" appeals to everyone that the beauty of their hearts is far more important than wealth and status, and the care of family members and love is the best medicine to soothe the soul.
The fourth story "Babbitty and the Stump" tells the story of a wise and upright witch fighting against a liar and wizard.
It is a good thing to read a series of them as an afternoon pastime.
Hermione had to admit that these little stories were actually quite interesting and meaningful.
But if you can find any clues to fight Voldemort through it, you really have no clue.
She looked around, wrapped the scarf around her neck tighter, and rubbed her palms. For some reason, the heat of the fireplace seemed to have weakened a little, and the warm environment had cooled down a bit. She waved her magic wand.
"Blankets fly!"
As soon as the voice fell, a blanket embroidered with a lion pattern and intertwined with light red and yellow lace broke open the door, and quickly flew out from the girls' dormitory, bringing a gust of wind, and the blanket trembled like waves Tilting, standing upright along the stairs, all the way down.
Crookshanks, who was sleeping next to the fireplace, heard the noise, sharply opened his eyes, immediately raised his head vigilantly, looked around, and scratched with his paws after confirming that there was no danger. His own face crawled back again, and the yellow hair that stood up quickly softened.
continue to sleep.
In the end, the blanket fell lightly on her knees.
Hermione suddenly felt warm again.
She took a breath and decided to read on.
Harry and Ron are not here for the time being, they went to the library, they are going to study the secret of how to find the "relic" they got.
Afterwards, the three reunited to share their experiences.
Hermione raised her hand and turned over the latest page of "The Tales of Beedle the Bard", which was also the last story in the book.
The first line of words began to catch her eyes.
Once upon a time there were three brothers, at dawn...
The god of death broke one from the river... ..
This story made her a little excited, and even subconsciously pinched the brittle pages tightly.
The Elder Wand, Invisibility Cloak, Resurrection Stone, Deathly Hallows, are these the keys to solving Voldemort
But after reading it, she felt a little lost. She didn't know where the Resurrection Stone was, the Elder Wand was in Voldemort's hand, and the only clue was Harry's Invisibility Cloak.
Later she will find some time to ask Harry about his invisibility cloak,
Then, she exchanged the book on the coffee table with the book in her hand.
What I have in my hand now is "The Bard Alan's Knowledge Collection". Although it looks a bit old, when I hold it in my hand, there is still a faint scent of ink.
When I opened the title page, this sentence popped out.
"Lucky readers, it is your honor to be able to read this story."
"Fighting with the evil dragon for too long, I became an evil dragon myself. The story I want to tell today is also the last story in my experience, and it is related to the evil dragon."
"The actual content of the story has nothing to do with the first sentence I just said. It was just my casual statement, just to reflect the depth of the story."
This is a real collection of knowledge, not a formal lecture book. Compared with the exquisite binding of "The Tales of Beedle the Poet", which even has a cover sewn with gold thread, this book is too cheap.
A burst of blurred silver smoke ran out from the book, and the image of a wizard with a playful smile emerged. Hermione had to raise her head and look in front of her eyes. The wizard was wearing a baggy brown robe and a ragged With a rotten hat, a dead grass in his mouth, and a wand stuck in his waist, he looked like a fool, and then the cloud of smoke dissipated extremely quickly.
She slowly turned her gaze back to the book.