The Death Knell

"Bonjour."

"Bant pig."

"No, it's Bon-jour."

"Hee hee hee......"

Time flies quickly. Hermione, who returned to Hogwarts to take the second-year final exam, was already on the train. In the box were Hannah and the others. The little girls who only exchanged letters for one semester were pestering Hermione to teach them. speak French.

It was learning, rather than booing. Hannah's mouth was filled with the candy Hermione brought back from Paris, and she was sucking the cat in her hand. She couldn't pronounce it correctly, she just giggled.

Although Luna in the corner of the box is in the first grade, Ravenclaw can sit regardless of grade. After all, it is only those few people. While playing with her necklace, she said something with her eyes open:

"A Muggle survey shows that children and adolescents are the easiest stage to master a foreign language. As long as you are in the corresponding language environment, you can quickly learn to speak a foreign language, but does not include reading and writing."

Looking at Luna who was still like that after half a year, Hermione, who had already learned about the situation at the other party's house from the professor, took her little hand affectionately and put a small "candy yo-yo" inside.

This is also one of the French inventions, this kind of candy with a rope attached to the mouth does not need to be licked after it is put into the mouth, it will spin on the tongue itself.

"I'm almost like this." Hermione replied modestly. If you ask her what advantages she has learned in Boothbat, then the biggest gain is'French modesty'. She pointed to Luna's mouth and motioned her to taste the candy. : "The professor asked me to learn more than 30 foreign languages. One semester has passed, and I can only do 29 kinds of listening, speaking, reading, and writing. It is a little difficult to deal with the inflections of Latin."

Yes, this is French humility, speaking the most ostentatious words in the most inferior and polite tone.

‘My house is really small, it’s totally incomparable with my neighbor’s...what? Where do you live? My home is next door to the Palace of Versailles. ’

‘Pure blood is so good, our Muggle family is pretty ordinary...Oh, what is my last name? My name is Bonaparte. ’

‘If I’m going to go shopping in Paris, I’m the one, I have to buy something... You asked me why I went last week and today? No way, the clothes that were right last week were so hard to hold my chest this week. ’

These are not the key, the key lies in the person who heard these words on the spot.

Because even if they are shown off in person, Bussbarton’s students still have to keep a spring breeze smile, enthusiastically affirm their friends, and can’t be grudges about it, they have to be truly happy for their classmates.

Hermione felt that it was an eye-opener. In order to complete the second task assigned by the professor to make friends with everyone, she also learned the classic aristocratic dialogue, and easily integrated into the group of foreign girls after the language barrier.

In fact, it was not so easy. At first, she suffered a bit, but she quickly solved the problem with her brain.

Although the rabbit's teeth have not changed now, her temperament has completely changed, noble but not alienated, reserved but not inferior, as indifferently as knowing that she is backed by God.

Boothbarton is such a place, where there are nobles everywhere. After living for a long time, I can naturally know what kind of appropriate response to the situation.

And there are a lot of elective courses that Hogwarts don’t have, including lady etiquette class, witch physique class, potion makeup class and so on. These are very new to Hermione. Whether useful or not, please submit them. Audit.

Luna looked down at the candy in her hand. It looked red like a small fruit. She calmly put the candy into her mouth: "You are more and more like Professor Wilson. The aura is similar, your light Connected together, uh uh uh..."

Candy turned and interrupted her.

Hermione shook her head, neither agree nor disagree. This semester the professor went back and forth between England and France almost every day to supervise her small kitchen courses. She couldn't do it even if she wanted to be lazy occasionally.

She now wants to go home during the summer vacation and have a good rest. She will sleep for a few days and nights. There will be no similar things next semester, right?

.....................................

The summer vacation was very enjoyable. Hermione also took her friends to play in the Muggle society of London for a few days, went to the zoo to see hippos, and went to take a boat ride on the Thames.

Suddenly she found that there were more and more friends around her, and she could still enjoy the discounted price of group tickets when she went out to play.

It’s just that the students from France who came to the UK think London is dirty, and the Muggles here are too ugly, but the girls from Boothbarton found it dirty after entering the magic world through Diagon Alley. Sometimes the environment is quite fun.

Hermione is happy to be with her friends every day, but no matter how much she wants to play, the time of school will not change.

A few days after saying goodbye to Furong and the others, she took the Hogwarts Express again and headed to the castle by the Black Lake.

At the dinner party of the sorting ceremony, Ravenclaw was still so inconspicuous. This year, only one young boy entered the Eagle Academy. It was the worst year. Even Professor Flitwick lay down on the table in the teacher's seat disappointedly. .

But Hermione always sat at the dean’s desk with a smile on her face. Her unique temperament attracted many freshmen to look at her. After learning that she was the man of Hogwarts in recent years, she also whispered and said. Exclamation.

Dumbledore also returned from the United States and squatted there for more than half a year without seeing a single hair of Grindelwald.

It's not that if he went, that person stopped making trouble, but reduced the frequency and became more alert.

Often when Dumbledore rushed to the scene of the incident, he could only see a ruin burning blue fierce fire, and the Deathly Hallows sign in the sky, and the people were long gone.

Old Deng was not disappointed. On the contrary, this hide-and-seek fighting style made him feel good. He remembered running with Grindelwald in the sunset. It was their lost youth.

Although he himself wanted to continue the investigation, Hogwarts' responsibilities could not be ignored. After limiting the frequency of activities of the first Dark Lord, the Magic Congress of the United States gradually slowed down.

After all, although property losses were serious from beginning to end, there was no death in the United States.

The memories of the Muggles were almost washed away, and the low-frequency activities of Grindelwald could also be covered. As long as there was no danger of exposure to the magical world, other things did not matter.

Dumbledore, who thought he was the savior of the world, has become a little eye-catching. A foreigner always wanders around the secret department of the Magic Congress of the United States. Some of the dark methods used to maintain the prosperity of the United States in the past are not easy to use..... .

Magic International began to suggest that Dumbledore should go back to England~www.NovelMTL.com~ he was useless.

That being the case, why do you want to stay there to attract people? So Lao Deng also left and returned to his own school to deal with some accumulated problems until the beginning of school today.

Hermione watched the principal speak from behind a podium full of candlesticks, and felt that it was not much different from previous years. Basically no one understood Dumbledore's jokes, such as the ‘idiot! Residue! Cry! screw! ’.

At first I thought it would be Old Scots or something, but then the professor said that it was not even a disorderly word, just to inform the elf to serve it.

I thought there would be a more ordinary college life this year. Who knows that Dumbledore suddenly remembered something when he finished speaking and walked to the faculty seat. He turned and walked back to the podium:

"Miss Granger of Ravenclaw, please come to the principal's office to see me after dinner. Please remember that the lion loves honey lemon tea, thank you."

Hermione closed her eyes and exhaled slowly from her chest. Here comes the familiar feeling again...