A day at Hogwarts

In the next few days, Harry's energy was not very good, he was gloomy, and he often wandered off in class.

This situation would be fine in a History of Magic class, but it would be a real problem in a Potions class.

In Potions class that day, Charles asked Hermione to partner up with Harry.

Two of Harry's trio had already learned about his dream about the day his parents were killed. Hermione just asked Harry to do some simple medicinal processing and took on most of the work herself.

Harry's situation couldn't be hidden from Snape. Even a Slytherin student would be hit on the head for being distracted in class, which would be enough to lead to expulsion for Harry.

Everyone was used to this, and Snape knew it was impossible to drive Harry out of Hogwarts, but he was still happy to have a good time.

"I'm sorry, Professor Snape." Harry's attitude of sincerely admitting his mistake today frightened Snape.

But Harry continued: "In the past few days, I have often dreamed about my parents being killed, and about my mother standing in front of me..."

If it was Professor McGonagall who would not say anything after listening to them, he would leave a few words of comfort and encouragement at the end of class.

Snape stood silently for three full minutes. When Malfoy was expecting Gryffindor to be deducted a lot of points, he said emotionlessly asking Harry to stay after class.

Charles was at a loss for Harry's condition. Although they were both children without parents, being thrown into the trash can was different from seeing his parents die in front of him. He didn't know how to comfort him for a moment.

He had never thought about his parents in this world. He just thought he fell into the Thames and drowned. In the past two days, influenced by Harry, he often thought about his parents in his previous life, but the missing memory prevented him from recalling too many things. , I just remember the scene where I was whipped with a feather duster because I didn’t do well in the exam.

That night, Charles returned to the dormitory early and took out a beautiful box. After opening it, there were macarons of different colors and flavors in each compartment. He had already eaten half of them. These were the real ones he received on Valentine's Day. Gift.

He looked at the macarons and thought for a long time, wondering if he should go find a Veela. They were very knowledgeable about souls and might be able to restore all his memories.

"Thinking about Miss Delacour again?" Seamus returned to the dormitory and returned Charles' homework to him.

Charles didn't respond, just wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and closed the box with another empty grid.

Seamus put on his pajamas, sat on his bed and said to him: "I think Miss Delacour is very suitable for you. She is beautiful, brave and kind. According to you, she is suitable for your three views."

Charles just said calmly: "It's still too early to say this now."

Simo suddenly broke the news: "Actually, someone wanted to give you a gift on Valentine's Day. She gave up after seeing you receiving two gifts, and she was sad for a long time afterwards."

Charles just shook his head slightly and didn't ask who it was. Since no one's attitude towards him changed after Valentine's Day, just pretend it never happened, otherwise it would be difficult to be friends.

Seeing that he was unwilling to continue this topic, Seamus said: "Harry's recent state is really worrying. I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen."

"Yes." Charles sighed, "Harry is a poor child. He was abused by his aunt's family since he was a child. He is very envious of children who have parents who love him."

Seamus said angrily: "His aunt's family is so bad!"

Charles was silent for a while, shook his head and said, "What's wrong is that in this world, the wall between wizards and Muggles is too thick, and a few gaps are not enough to break it."

Simo seemed to understand but felt that he was very powerful and could often tell some great truths.

"He will feel better in a few days." Seamus said after lying down on the bed. "We can take him to see Merlin's trial in the Forbidden Forest. There are some things that can make people not think so much."

Charles nodded slightly and told some things he knew about Merlin's trial a few days ago. Everyone was very interested and said they wanted to try it.

However, due to Harry's disappearance, Quidditch team training, and the need to fertilize the garden, no one was free, so we could only talk about it on the weekend in a few days.

Time soon came to the weekend, the weather was nice, and a few white clouds were floating in the blue sky.

After breakfast, everyone gathered at the side entrance of the castle. Many people here went to the flying lesson venue to play a real-life version of Minesweeper, and then dispersed into the Forbidden Forest.

Charles counted the number of people, including the Harry trio, the Weasley twins, Neville and Seamus. After counting, he adjusted the magic glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "There are nine people in total. I hope it will be nine when I come back." indivual."

Harry looked the same as usual today and said to him: "Did you count yourself twice again?"

Charles ignored him, waved his hand, and led everyone to the place where the Moon-Crazy Beast haunted that night.

"It is against school rules to enter the Forbidden Forest privately." Hermione muttered quietly as she walked behind the team, but her steps were not slow and her eyes were fixed on the area on the right that she was responsible for observing.

Someone followed her words and said: "Yeah."

Hermione continued: "Gryffindor might get a hundred points off."

The man was very surprised and said: "It would be terrible if that happened."

Hermione added, "I hope no one sees us."

"I don't think anyone saw it," the man said.

Not long after, Ron, who was walking in front of Hermione, turned back and asked her: "Why are you always talking to yourself?"

Hermione was startled, turned around, found no one, and screamed in fright.

The people walking in front rushed back immediately. George raised his wand and pointed at the back of the team, asking without looking back: "What happened?"

Hermione answered fearfully: "Just... I don't know what was talking to me just now. It might be the evil spirit, or it might be Nally."

The evil spirits and Nally she mentioned are magical creatures that eat people. They will attract people through their sounds and eventually attack.

These magical animals not only eat wizards, but also have many victims among Muggles, so there are related legends and stories.

Hermione reads a lot and has been looking for magical prototypes in Muggle legends for a while, including these two magical animals.

George and Fred were the oldest in the team. They asked the others to form a circle back to back, and they searched the surroundings seriously.

After listening to Hermione's explanation of what evil spirits and Nally were, Harry became a little scared and said to Hermione: "Only you can hear its voice, maybe it wants to eat you."

Hermione thought the same thing, and was so frightened that her hand without the wand became stronger, squeezing Charles' arm until it hurt.

Charles said seriously: "Who told you to eat so many sweets and make you fatter than before? If you don't eat them, who will eat them?"

Hermione said angrily: "Charles, now is not the time to joke!"

Charles said expressionlessly: "I don't know who sent his robe and clothes to a tailor to have them altered."

Hermione had the idea of ​​learning the Cruciatus Curse.

Seamus said to Charles: "You wouldn't be in such danger if you were driving."

Hermione nodded immediately, that car could fly and could avoid many dangers.

Charles shrugged: "I don't have a driver's license."

Fred and George looked around and found nothing.

"It may have escaped."

"We have to be more careful."

Charles nodded and said: "Then let's keep going. Hermione will follow me, and Fred will be at the end."

The group of people set off again and walked carefully for a long time without finding anything unusual, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Not long after, Hermione heard the voice say again: "Don't listen to his nonsense. There is no harm in eating sweets. I eat them all the time."