As the Christmas holiday approaches, the atmosphere of students in Hogwarts gradually becomes relaxed.
Of course, the little wizards have not forgotten the previous two attacks, but they can go home immediately and may encounter danger at the moment when they leave Hogwarts Castle, which still relaxes their depression a lot.
“I heard that Percy also signed the list of school stays this time? What is he going to do when he stays at school?”
At lunch time, in the auditorium, Harry asked Ron curiously while cutting the grilled sausage on the plate.
Ron leaned over his head mysteriously and said in a low voice to Harry and Hermione.
“I guess Percy seems to be in love.”
Hermione blinked and asked in a slightly gossipy tone.
“Who?”
“I don’t know.” Ron shook his head, “But I suspect it was a girl from Ravenclaw. I could always see him walking near the tower of Ravenclaw some time ago.”
Harry’s thoughts were emitting with the fork that was inserted into the sausage in his hand.
“You said Professor Forrest has such generous conditions and so many girls are chasing him, but he still has no girlfriend. Is it because he always thinks he can find a girlfriend at any time, so that he doesn’t have one now?”
Ron widened his eyes, as if he had heard some shocking secret.
“It’s not that there is no possibility.”
Hermione knocked the plate with a spoon in dissatisfaction.
“Hey, respect! We have to give Professor Forrest the minimum respect! If the professor hears these ideas, he will definitely punish you to go and clean the toilet with Malfoy.”
Harry and Ron looked at each other, and they squeezed each other, obviously not taking Hermione’s words to heart.
Of course they would respect Sherlock in their hearts, but Hermione himself was too rigid.
“When will we start the third test?” Ron asked impatiently.
Harry also looked eager to try.
They are obviously addicted to this kind of thing, as if they discovered that Sherlock is actually a holy grail for making a wish, but when making a wish, you have to let him say his wish backwards.
Hermione calculated the time and she said hesitantly.
“About this afternoon, I’ve finished half a foot of it. I’ll write some more, and then go to the office to find a professor.”
Ron urged.
“You write too small, it doesn’t matter if you write a little larger, so you can speed up a little faster.”
“If it’s just for the completion, what’s the point of doing homework?” Hermione glared at him., “I remind you that if I handed in advance this time, don’t think about learning from me anymore, and you have to write everything yourself.”
In the face of Hermione’s threat, Harry and Ron didn’t care.
Compared with copying or not, it is obvious that sherlock has the ability to be like gods.
In the afternoon, Hermione came to the library with a foot of parchment that had been half written, and Harry and Ron followed her.
But they both had nothing to do with them. “I’m sorry, because you can take the homework together to write it!” Hermione said angrily.
Harry spread his hands.
“How can the most important thing now be to do homework? We need to study clearly Professor Forrest’s crow’s mouth. The most important thing is how big the scope of the influence is.”
He said with a serious look on his face.
“If the professor really has the ability to get the sun up from the west, then our current test is to save the world.”