A Hogwarts dissertation guide

Hermione and Harry chased Ron, and they could hear his heavy footsteps running forward and his constant shouting to Scabbers.

"Banban—come here—" there was a dull sound, "I caught you!"

Harry and Hermione nearly bumped into Ron. They slipped and slid right in front of Ron before stopping.He fell on his back, and Scabbers was back in his pocket, clutching the trembling mass in his hands.

"Ron - come on -" Hermione gasped, "we have to go back to the castle - the teacher is looking for us - he will find us -"

But before they had time to hide themselves, or even have time to take a breath, they heard the sound of huge paws stepping lightly on the ground. Something was coming towards them from the darkness - a creature with light yellow eyes and fur. Big black dog.

Harry reached for his wand, but it was too late - the dog jumped and its front paws were already on his chest.He turned back quickly, feeling its hot breath and seeing its inch-long teeth...but the dog's pounce was too strong and rolled over him.

Harry was dazed and felt as if his ribs were broken.

"With Black here...how did they get wiped out?" Edward frowned, "Could all four of them be no match for Peter Pettigrew, who hasn't touched a wand in more than ten years?"

As Harry tried to stand up, he could hear the dog spinning and howling, preparing to attack again.Ron also stood up, and the dog jumped at them again. Ron pushed Harry aside, and the dog bit Ron's outstretched arm.

Harry lunged forward and grabbed a handful of hair, but the dog dragged Ron along effortlessly as if Ron were a rag doll.

"Separated again?" Edward frowned, "Should I say that you are worthy of being stupid lions?"

Harry fell there, as if he was still shocked that Ron was dragged away by the big black dog. Edward looked at his helpless look and sighed, picked up a stone and threw it directly on Harry's head.

Why not throw away Hermione?

Hermione is his student!

Just as Harry was about to stand up, something came out of nowhere and hit him in the face so hard that he fell down again.Hermione let out a scream and hurriedly approached Harry to help him wipe the blood off his face.

"Lumos," Harry whispered as he finally fumbled for his wand in his pocket.

The light from the wand allowed him to see a thick tree trunk. They had chased Scabbers into the shadow of the Whomping Willow.The branches of the tree were swaying, as if in a strong wind, and the branches were swaying back and forth, preventing them from going any further.

There, right next to the base of the tree, was the big black dog, dragging Ron backward into a large opening at the base of the tree.

Ron fought with impotence and fury, but his head and torso were no longer visible.

"Ron!" Harry shouted, trying to follow, but a large branch fell down hard, and Harry was forced to retreat again.

All they could see now was Ron's legs, which were holding a tree root between them, trying to stop the dog from dragging him further down.Then there was a terrible loud noise, like a gunshot, and Ron's leg broke. In the blink of an eye, his foot disappeared.

"Harry...we have to find help..." Hermione cried, she was bleeding too, and the Whomping Willow scratched her shoulder.

"No, that thing is big enough to eat him, we don't have time!"

Edward stood in the shadow not far away, secretly thinking about how he should appear. After all...it stands to reason that he shouldn't appear.

When time is involved, everything becomes troublesome.

Even if Edward is not worried that this will have an impact on him (in fact, it will basically not have an impact on him, after all, the person who traveled through time and changed history is Hermione), but considering his little apprentice...

"There should be no need to worry about their safety for the time being. Hermione is not a stupid kid, and Ron is not in danger. The only person who needs to worry is... Harry Potter." Edward murmured.

Harry stood up hard to avoid the Whomping Willow's attack, and shouted at Hermione: "We have to save Ron, we don't have time!"

"Without help, we can't deal with it no matter what!"

Another branch struck them, the twigs twisting together like a fist.

"If the dog can get in, so can we," Harry gasped, running back and forth, trying to find a passage between the maliciously moving branches, but he couldn't get through without suffering the pain of the branches. It couldn't even get closer to the base of the tree.

"Oh, help, help -" Hermione whispered, hopping unsteadily, "please -"

Suddenly, the tree seemed to turn into marble and stopped moving. All its branches were motionless.

Edward hid his figure and pressed his hand on the whomping willow's knot. This is the weakness of the whomping willow. You can control it by pressing the knot.

Harry and Hermione didn't have time to think too much. They hurried to the tree trunk and climbed into the hole.

Soon, the two of them passed through the passage and arrived at another place.

"Well, you can't come here in vain, right?" Edward tilted his head and thought for a moment, then released his hand holding the Whomping Willow Knot. It moved again, but it seemed that Harry and Hermione were nowhere to be found. It just waved wildly a few times before calming down.

"No one has pruned you for so many years, right?" Edward whispered, stroking the body of the Whomping Willow.

Edward turned his hand into a knife and gestured lightly at the Whomping Willow——

If the Whomping Willow could talk, it would definitely glare at Edward with grievance: "I don't object to pruning branches, but what are you doing by cutting them off?"

The Whomping Willow - oh no, it can only be called the Whomping Willow stump now. In the next few decades, Dumbledore should no longer have to worry about the Whomping Willow attacking students - after all, it is now There are no branches left.

"Well, the cutting should be able to survive, right?" Edward looked at the tree trunk that fell on the ground, kicked it with his feet, and turned to look at the stump, "It shouldn't die..."

After putting the Whomping Willow into the dimensional space, Edward continued walking forward. However, he had no intention of going to the Shrieking Shack through the "Dog Hole". He could have walked there calmly and calmly.

Thinking about it, Harry and the others shouldn't be all dead in just a few minutes, right?

Harry and Hermione continued walking down the tunnel, hunched over.

"Where is the exit of this tunnel?" Hermione asked breathlessly behind Harry.

"I don't know...but looking in this direction, it might be Hogsmeade, right?"