HP Magic Biography

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Hermione went downstairs while repeating what Dumbledore said in her mind. She felt that Fanlin had returned, but Animagus of Fanlin should be a ferret if he remembered correctly. Yes, but Dumbledore said to let her carry her white cat. Sirius will be taken away by Fudge in a few minutes, and Harry will lose his family again, and Fanlin...

　　 Hermione felt that something had happened to Fanlin, the more she forced herself not to think so, and her head was filled with all kinds of bad ideas.

Peter Pettigrew is extremely vicious. He didn't even consider Ron's physical condition. He controlled Ron to cast a killing curse on Fanlin. He didn't even cast a killing curse on Sirius. It can be seen that Fanlin was for Peter Pettigrew. What a threat, he couldn't wait to kill Fanlin.

Although Peter Pettigrew does not have a magic wand, he can use those powerful black magic and the Unforgivable Curse. He has released this evil spell, Imperius Curse and Killing Curse on Ron and Fanlin respectively. , If you don't know, he will have some powerful black magic hidden in his hands.

　　 The more Hermione thought about her, the worse her mood became. It was already midnight, but the castle was brightly lit by the arrival of the Ministry of Magic.

　　Hermione ran all the way to the outside of the castle. All the murals along the way were discussing the capture of Sirius. Hermione saw the mood that they were born because of Sirius' capture. She was terrified and excited.

　　 At this time, they are constantly coming and walking in the mural, from the easternmost wall of Hogwarts to the westernmost wall.

God knows where they got such a lot of energy. It’s already late at night. According to the custom of these murals, they are just like real people. Obviously they are sleeping at this hour. If anyone wakes them up with lights, they will have a hot temper. The frescoes are still cursing.

　　 And the worst is the fat lady. She moved to the hall and was no longer in the role of guarding the mural at Hogwarts, but she still did not change her habit.

　　 She is celebrating the arrest of Sirius at the moment, with her singing. She sang really hard to hear, and for a while, the whispering voice almost overturned the hall.

Hermione lowered her head. She tried to control her body, ignoring these annoying murals, but since she came downstairs, those nasty mouths have been discussing her constantly. They knew that this was being a kid. Sirius attacked the child.

　　 "Hey, did you see the girl in Gryffindor, it was the one walking on the stairs."

　　 "I saw it, what's the matter?" This is a mural that just woke up. It's too noisy here.

"She is one of the children of Gryffindor who was attacked by Sirius. Together with her friend, the famous Potter, they heard that Sirius used magic to control their minds, but this is not true. They are all from Gryffindor..."

　　 No surprise, this is a Slytherin statue, and your mother doesn't know how such a bitter and mean woman was hung in the hall, but it doesn't prevent Hermione from hating this painting.

　　Hermione glared at the character on the mural. In her opinion, the mural's words and deeds were simply terrible.

　　 The unknown woman on the mural seemed to be frightened by Hermione's gaze, she shrank back, and then continued to discuss the Gryffindor conspiracy theory with the mural next to her.

　　 Hermione is determined not to pay attention to these disgusting murals, maybe she can wait until Fanlin comes back, and then...

Hermione accelerated the speed of going downstairs. In the past three years, all the little wizards in Hogwarts will not get lost because of the trouble of the stairs. This kind of thing has always happened in a year, and a few of them have nothing. What happens to little wizards who understand.

For example, Harry in the first grade. As for Ron, Hermione swears that Mrs. Weasley must have warned Ron about all the notable things, and Hermione also knew very well that Ron would not listen. He hoped that ...Well, this is really bad.

Hermione thought wildly. It was not a short distance from the top of the tower to the first floor, but fortunately Hermione buried her head down, not paying attention to the **** murals, and Hermione deliberately chose the nearest one. road.

　　Walking to the first floor, turning a corner, the gate of the castle appeared in front of Hermione. Since Sirius escaped from prison, the gate of the castle has been closed by Professor Snape.

　　 However, Hermione didn't know how to open the castle gate. This involved Hogwarts' magic circle defense system, but Dumbledore said that she should go outside the castle and bring back a white cat.

Of course Dumbledore wouldn't let her come in vain. Hermione tried to walk over. She stretched out her hand and gently pushed the heavy gate of the castle, and then she seemed to be in the magic circle. The yoke of the castle gate was accompanied by a clicking sound, and one after another began to untie it actively.

　　Hermione stood quietly inside the door. She looked at the door that was gradually separating on both sides. She had passed by here countless times, but this time she was a little scared.

　　 She hoped that as soon as the gate of the castle opened, what stood outside was the familiar smiling face instead of the indifferent white cat.

　　 However, the gate of the castle was completely opened, but there was no one outside, no Fanlin, and no white cat.

Hermione seemed a little panicked for a moment. He didn't know what he should do. He was so frustrated that he didn't see Fanlin, and the white cat Dumbledore asked her to hug never appeared. Knowing what to do and where to go, she hoped that someone who would make her feel kind would appear just beside the forbidden forest in the distance.

Hermione just stared at her, her hands clasped tightly together. Now it was late in the night, all the little wizards should be in bed, and Fanlin was alone in the dark and cold forbidden forest. No one around him can help him.

Hermione was a little scared. She took two steps forward. She was going to wait here, waiting for Fanlin to run out of the forbidden forest. She had to make sure that she was prominent enough so that Fanlin could spot her in the first place. .

　　 The girl was a little bit cold, and the cold wind blowing on Hermione's thin clothes at night made Hermione a little lonely.

The magic wand that the girl took out, she released herself a warming spell, but even so, Hogwarts tonight is still so cold, hundreds of dementors hovering outside the castle, just above Hermione’s head , Although they can't get in, the scene like me still looks terrifying.

　　 Hermione’s lips turned blue, and she tried to raise her wand higher.

　　 "l...lumos (fluorescent blinking)!"

　　Hermione shook her wand vigorously, and the faint light emitted by the wand could not bring any warmth to Hermione. However, it also made Hermione obvious enough at the door, she seemed to be shining.

　　……

　　 Fanlin, who was still in the Forbidden Forest, did not dare to stop. In fact, he was very tired. The blood from his wounds mixed with the soil and dried on Fanlin's body.

His hairs are all condensed together, which makes his body very heavy. There is still Peter Pettigrew in his mouth. He can clearly feel that the air in the bottle is very thin. He can't let Peter Just die like this.

　　 Fanlin carefully bit the cork of the bottle with his sharp teeth into a gap. He must ensure the safety of Peter's life, although he didn't want to do so.

　　 He ran slower and slower. He felt that his body was very bad and his magic was exhausted. He couldn't even lift his Animagus form.

"It's just one difference." Fanlin gritted his teeth secretly, and he bit his tongue. He didn't care about the blood anymore. He only hoped that he could return to the castle. The pain could awaken his spirit. Very important.

He leaped vigorously, he jumped down from a tree, vaguely, he saw that the gate of the castle was open, then there was a ray of silvery white light shining constantly, like Firefly, but also like starlight~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The light seems to be guiding him.

　　 He looked at the castle uncertainly. He didn't know what it was, maybe it was his own illusion. Judging by the time, Hermione and Harry should have returned to the castle.

　　 He didn't know if his disappearance had been discovered, he believed that Dumbledore would not do something that would leave a handle.

　　 He thought maybe Hermione was waiting for him at the gate of the castle, and he thought so when he saw the silver light.

　　 He quickened his pace, and he accidentally staggered when he ran up the hillside. He rolled around on the ground, and his body was covered with mud.

However, he did not stop. He had already seen it. There was indeed such a person at the door. The person he most wanted to see, the person Idun had imitated, he could be sure that he recognized it in the first place. Out.

He ran two more strenuous steps. The wounds on his body were all cracked because of the stagger just now. The soil on his body began to slide into the muzzle, which made him feel very painful, but he couldn't control those, as long as he went Go, go next to that person, this is his only thought.

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