The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

Hermione calmly slowed her pace, allowing Harry and Ron to move forward, while she and Loren walked side by side behind.

"So, you can't take the Hogwarts Express home with me?" Hermione gave him a squeeze with her arm.

"I think this is all Principal Dumbledore's fault." Loren said sternly.

Fortunately, Professor Flitwick allowed me to stay during the holiday and spend a day or two completing the Apparition assessment.

Hermione snorted twice with her nose, her eyes shining brightly, and said, "St. Mungo's? So this is another secret that cannot be told?"

"You can say it. It's to treat Neville's parents. Remember Bloody Mary's hand mirror? It might work."

Loren looked at the two people in front of him. Ron seemed to have said something teasing Harry, which made Harry cover his mouth. The two started fighting in the corridor.

Thinking of what happened to Longbottom's parents, Hermione stopped joking and sighed sadly: "If the Longbottoms can get better, Neville will be very happy."

Maybe Neville could be less heavy and be able to chase people without restraint, just like the two people in front of him who were gradually running away.

…

In late May, the taste of summer becomes more intense, and the bluebells bloom more and more vigorously. The blue-purple flowers are bright and dazzling under the sunlight.

Loren didn't tell Neville about treating the Longbottoms because he didn't want to give people false hope.

Neville still pointed his wand at his heart and recited a spell every day at sunrise and sunset, but he still couldn't hear the second heartbeat.

As the end of the term approached, Harry and Ron became more diligent, even bringing their History of Magic textbooks with them when they played wizard chess.

Hermione began to act mysteriously again, often running to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and when she came back she smelled of white essence.

Loren vaguely guessed what she was doing, but didn't tell him directly.

In the past two weeks, he had perfected the idea of ​​adding rafflesia and leopard skin flowers to wolfsbane potion. Snape's theory verified that the idea was feasible. It takes a month to ferment the concentrated extracts of several flowers, so there is no way to conduct experimental verification yet.

Loren didn't want to spend time reviewing, and was a little idle with nothing to do.

Reading newspapers, reading story books, reading joke books... time passed by like this little by little.

There were only three days until their first exam, and during breakfast, Professor McGonagall made an announcement.

"I have good news for you all," she said, and instead of becoming quiet, the auditorium became noisy.

"Final exams are cancelled!" George and Fred shouted happily.

"The dinner will be held tonight, and the holidays will begin tomorrow!" A boy at the Hufflepuff table shouted excitedly.

After the noise subsided, Professor McGonagall said: "Professor Sprout told me that the mandrake can finally be harvested. Tonight, we can wake up the petrified people. I'm here I would like to announce to you that this terrible year is coming to a successful end."

Everyone burst into loud cheers, the auditorium was filled with joy, and even the anxiety of the end of the semester was diluted.

Loren held the knife in his hand and asked thoughtfully: "Do you think they need to take the final exam now that they wake up?"

Ron didn't have time to swallow the bacon in his mouth, his eyes suddenly widened: "You are so cruel Loren!"

A smile appeared on Hermione's lips.

Harry slapped the table happily: "Great, poor Colin is finally waking up. Witness Merlin, even if he asks me for a hundred signed photos, I will give them to him."

"autograph?"

Snape didn't know when he came to the side and mocked lightly, "The famous Potter is going to send out signed photos again. Do you want to help you notify everyone to queue up?"

Harry and Ron looked at each other and secretly screamed. Harry already had experience dealing with Snape, so he lowered his head silently and said nothing.

Loren felt that the air around him was a little stagnant, so he came out with a smile to ease the atmosphere: "Professor, do you have anything to do with us?"

Seeing Harry burying his head, Snape felt that there was no point in making things difficult for him, so he turned his attention to Loren: "Come to my office after breakfast. You can learn something from the process of preparing mandrake into potions."

"Okay professor." Loren nodded obediently.

"In addition," he raised his voice slightly and sneered, "at eleven o'clock, the medicine will be delivered to the school doctor's office. If some people want to send out signed photos, they can prepare in advance."

After saying that, Snape flicked the back of his robe and left without looking back.

Ron looked at his back and scratched his head: "Is it because I haven't woken up yet? Why do I feel that the last words of the old bat are reminding us that we can go to the school doctor's office and wait for Colin to wake up."

"Maybe he really asked me to prepare a signed photo." Harry took a sip of the milk in the cup. He wanted to believe that this cold joke was the truth.

"Are you going to the school doctor's office? I have other things to do in the morning, so I can't go." Hermione turned her head and asked them.

Harry nodded without much hesitation and said, "Colin was injured because he went to the school infirmary to see me. He would be very happy if he could see me as soon as he woke up."

"Oh no -" Ron's brows knitted together, "I don't want to go to the campus hospital. I'd better go back to the lounge and read a book. Maybe I can do one more question during the exam."

Harry looked at the other friend expectantly: "Where are you Loren?"

Loren shook his head: "You'd better go on your own. Colin and I are not familiar with each other. I'll go back to the lounge after watching the Mandrake configuration process."

Harry sighed with a grimace: "Well, it seems I'm the only one."

…

When Loren slowly rushed to Snape's office after breakfast, he happened to catch up with Professor Sprout delivering the harvested mandrakes. The mandrake cut with its branches lay quietly on the table, with some fine soil.

"Good morning, Professor Snape, Professor Sprout." Loren came over to say hello.

Snape hummed coldly, and Professor Sprout nodded to him.

Professor Sprout looked around at the bottles and jars in the office and couldn't help but rub his arms: "Then I'll go back first, Severus. I must say, it's too cold here for you. Even the sun can’t shine in.”

Snape had no reaction and said calmly: "A dark and cold environment helps preserve medicinal materials."

"I wouldn't be able to bear it..." Sprout mumbled and left.

The door closed, and inexplicably, both Loren and Snape felt much more at ease.

Snape took Loren to the storage room inside the room: "The petrifying effect of mandrake comes from its unique magic power. Unlike those potions with complicated formulas, we only use it to maximize its magic power. That’s good.”

Other auxiliary materials that need to be used have been prepared on the operating table. They are basically pure substances, dew that has been illuminated by the moonlight, the first snow of last year, pure transparent crystal...

Snape lit up the fire, melted the crystal in the crucible, and slowly added other substances: "This idea is used in many potions. It is simple and pure, but very effective."

"...bezoar antidote and rue essence have the same essence..." Snape's movements were very calm, and even revealed a sense of craftsmanship, as if what he was brewing was not a magic potion, but some kind of work of art. Same.

"The design idea of ​​the rejuvenation potion is the same as this. It uses bicorn, two-eared grass and magic stone as the foundation, and adds other auxiliary materials to maximize the magic power of replacement. In this way-" Snape said loudly, " Defeat death!"

Loren pursed her lips, but did not break Snape's illusion after all. According to Flamel, no matter how correct Snape's thinking is, he cannot fully understand death, and the resurrection medicine is just a moon in the water, a flower in the mirror.

It didn't take long to boil the potion, and it was completed in less than half an hour. If it weren't for the explanation to Loren, it would have been faster.

Coming out of the underground office, Loren took the medicine to the school doctor's office.

The lineup at the bedside was very luxurious, including the principal and vice principal. Dumbledore stood solemnly beside the bed, the light in his eyes unreadable. Professor McGonagall stood beside Madam Pomfrey, watching her fill the potions.

Harry stood aside stupidly. He was a little surprised when he saw Lauren's arrival. When he reacted, a joyful expression flashed across his face. He quickly winked at him and motioned for him to stay together.

"?"

Loren's eyes were blank. After asking several professors, he was about to leave.

"Loren! Loren! Stay with me!"

Harry shouted in a low voice, his eyebrows, eyes and nose twisted into a ball, and his mouth was a little crooked.

Loren frowned, looked around, and said to himself in a voice that Harry could hear: "Strange, I seem to hear someone calling me."

Harry watched Loren walk away helplessly. If he hadn't seen the smile on Professor McGonagall's lips, he almost thought he had put the Invisibility Cloak on him by mistake.

…

Gryffindor common room.

"Loren! You threw away our friendship!"

Harry sat down angrily, causing the sofa to shake, making it impossible for Loren to read the joke book in his hand peacefully.

"Well -" Loren pondered for a moment, "I can pick it up."

Harry was so angry that he grabbed his joke book and wanted to give him some color.

"Let's stop making trouble." Loren put down the book with a smile and asked seriously, "How is the situation in the school doctor's office? Do they still use final exams?"

Ron looked over curiously.

"Of course not, they have been petrified for too long, and they have to be observed in the school doctor's office for a week."

Harry poured a cup of tea on the table. "As soon as Colin woke up, he yelled for the camera, saying that he had taken a picture of the monster. It took us a long time to explain to him to figure out what happened. After listening, he yelled for the camera again. , really wanted my autographed photo. Justin wants to apologize to me, saying that he shouldn’t doubt that I am the heir of Slytherin.”

After drinking a glass of wine in one breath, Harry took a breath: "Then it's none of my business. Dumbledore said he would be responsible for the attacks on Colin and Justin. He also said he would visit their parents during the holidays to discuss the matter. How to make amends.”

Ron asked in confusion: "How can this be regarded as Dumbledore's responsibility? He didn't know that Voldemort would get involved with Crabbe."

"I thought so too." Harry nodded.

"really weird……"

Loren's expression was calm, and he raised the joke book again, but his eyes were distant, as if he was not reading the jokes in the book, but looking elsewhere through the paper.

…

June 1st.

Loren sat in the Transfiguration classroom, burying his head and answering the questions carefully. His silver quill pen left neat handwriting on the paper, which was neater than any homework in the past year.

The main examination content of the Transfiguration test paper is about the disappearing spell. The second-year teaching restructuring has deleted part of the content, and some adjustments have been made to the test question types. The overall difficulty has become lower, and it will test the young wizards' understanding of knowledge points. Control of relevance.

The exams for other subjects are similar, except for Potions.

Deleting part of the teaching content made Snape pay more attention to the details of the investigation, and he wanted to learn the formula, brewing method, and preservation method of the potion.

As expected, the focus of the herbal medicine exam was on mandrake. Professor Sprout asked questions from various aspects including its growth cycle, habits at each stage and medicinal value after maturity. More than half of the entire paper was devoted to it. The content is all mandrake.

The practical exam at the second grade level was not difficult for Loren and others. Whether it was turning a rabbit into a fur slipper, or using a freezing spell to condense a delicate sculpture in a water tank, they took it from there without any effort. Got perfect marks from the professor.

The difficulty of the Potions practical exam was enduring Snape's cold gaze, not brewing the swelling potion.

As in previous years, the last subject was the History of Magic exam, and all the little wizards in the classroom cheered when the ghost of Professor Binns asked them to put down their quills and roll up the parchment on which they had answered the questions.

The little wizards eagerly poured out of the hall, across the grass, and ran back and forth by the lake. Within a few minutes, the naughty boy was already fighting with the tentacles of the giant squid, causing the waves to make the girls scream.

Hermione took Loren to sit down in a secluded place and breathed a sigh of relief: "I feel relieved all of a sudden. I was always worried that I would fail the exam if I neglected my review."

Loren carefully studied her expression, thought for a while and said, "Yes, the questions are all very simple, except that Professor Flitwick's paper is a bit novel, and you actually have to use the universal cracking spell on the paper to see the other half of the questions. "

Pretending not to see the little witch's gradually frozen expression, he sighed with pretense: "There must be many people who haven't noticed, tsk tsk, someone is going to be unlucky."

Hermione turned her head stiffly and stammered: "Really, really? I, I didn't notice it either!"

"I knew it wasn't that simple..." The little witch's voice collapsed a little.

"Haha! I lied to you!"

"Loren Morgan!"

"Hey, let go! Let go!"

…

After a struggle, Hermione propped herself up with her hands and faced the tree above her head, with a cheerful smile on her lips.

Loren couldn't help but look at her exposed arms, which were as white as jade and had slender bones: "Why is she so strong?"

"What are you mumbling about?"

"nothing."

"Humph, I've told you many times that you are not allowed to tease me again."

"I didn't agree."

Hermione wanted nothing to do with this man.

The weather was a bit sultry, and the cool wind blowing from the Black Lake made the two of them close their eyes.

"Do you think the clouds on the other side of the sky are a bit thick?"

"It is going to rain."