“Waiting for pudding.” Harry and Ron didn’t say anything, only Hermione replied.
Ravender looked at them in confusion.
“I haven’t seen you like pudding so much?”
Just as she was talking, all kinds of desserts suddenly appeared on the dining table.
In front of Harry and the other two, a cup of yellow pudding appeared!
The three of them were all stunned when they looked at the pudding in front of them!
“You guessed it’s right! Hermione!” Ron stood up from his chair excitedly and shouted.
His sudden shouting shocked the Gryffindors who were eating around him, and even the students at Slytherin’s table were alarmed. Malfoy sarcastically hung his bandaged arms around his neck.
“Did you find the dementor come in? Stinky Weasley!”
Slytherin’s students burst into laughter.
But Ron, Harry and Hermione didn’t care about the ridicule at all. They were staring at the cup of pudding in front of them, as if they were watching some rare treasure!
“Crazy, Hermione and the other three are crazy.” Parvati moved his chair to the side, not wanting to suffer any unrestrained disaster.
Harry raised a glass full of mango pudding, then shivered his hands, and used a spoon to dig some out of it and put it in his mouth to taste it.
“It’s a pudding!”
Hearing his certainty, Ron and Hermione sat back on the chair.
“We can at least confirm one thing now, that is, Professor Forrest knew that the crow mouth would fail when doing the crow mouth test!”
Hermione said rigorously.
“Whether there will be a pudding at noon is an ambiguous thing. Under normal circumstances, if the professor can eat pudding at noon, then there should be no one.”
“Of course, this cannot be ruled out that the pudding was ready in the kitchen when the professor said this. It has become a certain fact that there is a pudding at noon. Even if the professor’s crow’s mouth cannot be changed, there is such a small possibility.”
Although such a possibility is small, it cannot be ruled out.
The highlight should be the afternoon spell class and weather changes.
After leaving the auditorium, Harry and Ron rarely stayed in the common room for more than one year, but came to the magic class classroom with Hermione for nearly an hour in advance.
They found a place by the window and kept lying in front of the window and looking at the sky outside.
The weather was still gloomy in the morning and it was completely clear at this time. The dazzling sun was hanging high, obviously a sunny day.
But what Sherlock said in the morning was “The afternoon should be sunny.”
It’s only less than one noon, and there are still several hours before the entire afternoon is over, and Harry and the others have not drawn a conclusion too early.
They just sat in the magic class classroom, and they finally waited for class time.
Professor Flevy directed them to open the textbook “Standard Spell: Level 3” and find the page of the repair mantra.
“Repair spell is a spell that wizards use very often in daily life. It can repair some damaged items that are not magical or have a small amount of magical properties to a complete look.”
“This spell is actually not difficult. Some students may have mastered it in the first grade or second grade, but now we have begun to formally learn it.”
“The spell of repair spell is – Reparo. Remember the key point of pronunciation of this spell is…”
Repair spell is indeed a very simple spell. Not only Hermione mastered it in the first grade, but even Harry and Ron learned it from the beginning of the second grade.
When Ron’s wand was broken last semester, he tried to use this spell to repair the wand, but the wand was obviously not repaired with this spell, and it was not successful in the end.
Harry and the others all had it, but it was certain that Seamo had never learned it.
Because just five days ago, he accidentally broke his teacup, and it was Ron who cast a spell to help him repair it.
So after Professor Flevy finished explaining the skills of repairing the mantra, he stared blankly at Semo who was sitting in front of them.
Their eyes were too direct, and Semo certainly noticed it.
He felt his back get furrowed, and he couldn’t help but turn his head to look at Harry and the other three.
“What are you staring at me?”
Harry waved his hand.
“Nothing, we suddenly felt that you were pretty good Semo today.”
Semo believed what he said, and excitedly tweaked the bangs in front of his forehead.
“Is that so? You also found that I used some Mrs. Selwin’s skin cream today?”
Harry was not interested in what brand of skin cream he used. He just wanted to know if Semo would make something explode in this class.
“Yes, you are very handsome today. Semo, except Professor Forrest, the only one in Hogwarts is the most handsome. So, hurry up, since you are in such a good state, you will definitely be able to use the repair curse taught by Professor Flevy.”