The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

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Cyrus sat on the chair, next to Hermione, he could feel the girl's breath dazzled

That's because she was a little distracted while taking notes: the confinement that had been procrastinating was dragged on until ten o'clock tonight, and her review plan was disrupted; except for the spell, there was no progress in the Force and runes; Fu Na's group of people don't know what they are planning recently, and they stare at them every day...

Things always turned into stress, which made Hermione a little out of breath.

In elementary school, I was No.1. When I arrived at the magic school, besides securing my position as a 'genius', I was also busy with various things.

She glanced at Cyrus, feeling that she understood his annoyance at the beginning.

And Cyrus just sat on the side and pretended to read. He actually didn't read anything. He only had the confinement at night in his mind, wondering if Hagrid would take them to the Forbidden Forest?Isn't the confinement in Hagana just to play with Smaug?

Because of the confinement, Professor Binns's Friday teaching has been postponed, and Binns is still a little unhappy about it

Binns finally felt that he was younger for a while. There are a few students who are interested in history, and it is unreasonable for you to rob them.

The link of the Force allows Cyrus and Hermione to be said to be connected to a certain extent. Although they can only feel the changes in emotions, it is enough for two people who know each other well.

Hermione looked at him, an hour had passed, and Cyrus beside her was still looking at the same page, so she pulled his book over and gave a blank look

Cyrus:  …

Scratching his own head, he smirked a few times when he was discovered. He noticed Hermione's upset, and quickly got up to help her rub her shoulders

"Are you still upset by the previous duel?"

"Not all..." Hermione felt the comfort of her shoulder muscles,

She was thinking about some things in a mess, manipulating the ink sprinkled by the quill pen, changing different shapes in the air, thinking about her next research on runes and the force

Up to now, the only shining point is killing an adult giant monster, recalling the scene at that time in detail.

Cyrus understood, Hermione seemed bored because of the pressure brought by her status and hard work, just like a king on the throne, no matter how tired she was, she insisted on proving her qualifications

She and he are the same kind of people, whether they voluntarily sit in a prestigious position or not, they will bear the corresponding responsibilities.

Yes, that's why he didn't want to be responsible for many things, but now someone is willing to stand in front of her,

From a certain point of view, in Cyrus' mind, Hermione is greater than his masters, and Cyrus is more willing to be protected by others than to protect others.

Hermione was a little sleepy from reading, and she felt her eyelids were fighting since she didn't take a nap

The chairs in the library don't have backrests, so Hermione leaned against Cyrus and planned to take a nap. She thought about how she felt back then, fear?Worry?Or angry?

Standing in front of him forever...It needs corresponding strength to do it, but today in Quirrell's duel, it is obvious that Cyrus is better than himself in general

If one day the enemy is as powerful as Professor Quirrell, maybe she has to hide behind Cyrus?this is never allowed

With emotion, she frowned and fell asleep slowly.

Cyrus looked at Hermione, also thinking about some trivial matters, now he didn't think about the Forbidden Forest and confinement, Cyrus put the girl's head on his lap, and put his left hand under it

He thought that there was something wrong with Quirrell today, and looked at the darkened sky

The bright sun went down, and the dark night began to cover.

"Can... die... blood... stone..."

In her sleep, the darkness is like a tentacle-covered tide piercing her head, except for the darkness, there is no end, the premonition is coming, the epiphany is coming

All of a sudden, it seemed that there was a kind of undoubted belief sprouting in this instant, but it was impossible to catch the trace, and the few words heard were like passing ears.

After half an hour, Hermione let out a short "ah" in a hurry. After waking up, the feeling didn't dissipate, just like a pendulum

Swipe, swipe, the premonition kept going back and forth through her brain, but each time it couldn't leave a deeper feeling.

"Hermione?" Cyrus asked with concern when he saw Hermione who was a little out of control after waking up

He didn't see her vulnerable in Hogwarts, this was the first time, but Hermione just held his hand tightly, and the sweat soaked Cyrus' palm

The palms of the two were a little wet and sticky.

"Danger!" After about 5 minutes, that feeling slowly receded from Hermione's mind. She looked out of the window at the Forbidden Forest, feeling as if she had infinite malice

The garbage, full of putrid and bloody smell, feels like a waste treatment center in a slaughterhouse.

"Forbidden Forest... Do you feel something?" Cyrus stretched out his hand, slightly bent his index finger, and moved away the strands of hair that were stuck to his face with sweat

He didn't let go of the girl's hand because of the sweat, but held it tighter, and Hermione quickly regained her composure

"What did you notice?"

"I don't know... maybe it's just a nightmare" Hermione shook her head, she could feel something more, "Come on, I'm much better now"

Probably to enliven the atmosphere, the hand he was holding playfully scratched Cyrus' palm with his ring finger. The boy felt itchy and wanted to withdraw his hand, but she held it tightly in his palm again.

When they walked out of the library, Hermione was still holding him forward, with sweat on his forehead, slightly messy hair, and some wizards passing by all cast their novelty and theater eyes...

From the auditorium, they were going to call Harry and the others who were also going to be confined, but they found no one, "Maybe they are eating at Hagrid's?"

During the meal, they received a letter with a notice on it: Find Mr. Filch at ten o'clock in the evening, and he will lead you to Hagana for confinement.

Cyrus stayed in the Ravenclaw lounge, and when it was already empty late at night, he went downstairs to the main staircase of the castle and saw Filch holding an oil lamp. Body shape, kind of like the old janitor in a horror movie

A group of them walked along the Black Lake from the main entrance, through the grass without any light source, and arrived at Hagrid's hut. Filch looked like a strange old man, and he muttered all the way.

But he didn't say that Cyrus or Hermione should be chained to the wrist and hung from the ceiling, because he knew that the two of them were not imprisoned for night travel, so they complained more about Gryffindor on the road the group of nocturnal travelers.

Hagrid stood at the door, holding Fang the Hound in his left hand, and a giant crossbow in his right. The quiver at his waist was filled with various arrows, some of which were specially made with hooks and barbs.

Ron was standing beside him, helping him carry the lantern, and Harry, who was supposed to be watching Smaug inside the house, came over to tell Filch to go back, and took the two of them

"I see, you can go back, the next step is my scope of responsibility"

After Filch went back with the light on, Hagrid's door was suddenly knocked open. It was Smaug. He was in the room watching the boy with glasses dancing around on his own. He was so bored.

Hearing Hermione and her little follower talking to Hagrid, she ran out immediately.

"Oh my god, this is the seventh time I've redecorated this door." Hagrid looked at the excited Smaug helplessly, "I'm still worried about how to install it, it just happens to serve as Fang for the two of you."

Even the Norwegian Ridgeback, which is only half a month old, is more ferocious than ordinary hounds.

"Okay, everyone, remember to follow me closely, although I don't know what Dumbledore thinks, let you come to the Forbidden Forest to accept confinement at this time"

Hagrid clapped his hands to signal them to gather, and handed Hermione a kerosene lamp

Standing at the gate of the Forbidden Forest, they looked extremely small. In the endless darkness, only three lamps barely supported them from being swallowed.

Hermione frowned, looked at the Forbidden Forest ahead, felt a little uneasy, and grabbed Cyrus' hand

"I'm afraid you'll be lost"

Smaug was a little stuffed at night, and hiccupped, a ball of flames spewed out from its mouth, sticking to Cyrus and Hermione's feet and circling

Looking at the fire dragon who was as stupid as Cyrus, Hermione felt a little relieved

So I followed Hagrid to the Forbidden Forest...

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