Hufflepuff never works overtime

"Well, Faith suddenly developed a high fever this morning, and I'm here to accompany her, so we probably won't be able to go to the death anniversary dinner tonight..." Hermione shook her head regretfully. She was looking forward to this event belonging to ghosts. What 'celebrities' will be at our dinner.

"That's great!"

Ron's sudden cheers made Hermione give him a puzzled look, "What's so good..."

"If you're going to stay in the infirmary, can you babysit Ginny for me?"

If these words were heard by the Weasley twins who had just wrestled into a ball, they might plan to make Ron catch the flu in exchange for Ginny's refreshing potion.

"She's your younger sister." Although it's not difficult for Hermione to take care of two patients at a time, she still has some sympathy for Ginny's treatment. "As an older brother, you should care more about her..."

"That depends on her own wishes. Besides, Ginny has gone to school, so she has to learn to solve those little troubles by herself."

Ron shrugged indifferently, knowing that he didn't get any preferential treatment because of his older brothers last school year - even a lot of trouble.

And he felt that the reason why Ginny had been so dull recently was because of the yelling letter that made her humiliated and his incompetent brother.

With him out of the way, maybe Ginny and Hermione could make friends, and her final exam would be guaranteed.

Of course, it is impossible for him to express this kind of careful thinking to the other party.

"Okay... I'll take care of her."

Hermione looked at Ron with a hopeless expression on her face, and sent deep sympathy to Miss Weasley who had these unreliable brothers inside the door, and she sighed deeply.

"Thanks, Hermione, I'll remember to bring you a present!"

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"Is it really okay not to stay in the infirmary for a night's rest?" Hermione asked Faise next to her worriedly.

I have to say that Madam Pomfrey's potion is indeed very useful. The other party needs to be supported by others to walk in the morning, and now he looks like a normal person.

"It's okay, you can't stay with me, and that Miss Weasley has gone back, I don't want to lie alone in the infirmary full of strangers."

Faith waved her hand and said indifferently, "Before I left, I also asked Madam Pomfrey's consent, and she also said that there is nothing wrong with me, right?"

"She's telling you not to forget to take your medicine!"

Hermione shook the cowhide bag in front of the other party, and said earnestly, "I will ask Miriam tomorrow if I find out that you didn't eat what you should have eaten tonight, or that you ate something that you shouldn't eat." Eat, what consequences do you understand?"

"Oh..." The blond girl's voice was much weaker, and her mouth was even bitter. While listening to the little lion's nagging, her eyes wandered around.

A long black thing suddenly appeared in the blurred vision, wriggling on the floor. Faith, who didn't wear glasses, became inexplicably curious. She squinted her eyes and tried to see what it was.

It turned out to be something that made her want to poke her eyes out—columns of spiders crawling across the floor.

Faith subconsciously popped out a bunch of content that only Muggles could understand. She jumped up from the ground, grabbed Hermione's hand and ran forward with her head covered, her feet seemed to be stepping on her. On the hot iron board, she had never worked so hard when she was running and sprinting for the exam.

Hermione was stunned for a few seconds when she heard the series of words that came out of the other party's mouth, and couldn't help saying, "Mrs. Oh Faith."

"Don't talk about Hermione," the girl's voice trembled and begged, "Merlin's flowery underpants, have they followed?"

"Did something catch up..." Hermione was dragged by the other party and ran around in the corridor. She turned her head and glanced behind the two of them, but saw nothing.

Faith was so flustered just now, Hermione dared to bet that the other party would not run away so quickly when she saw the mysterious man—she might just stand there and close her eyes, betting that he was just a dream.

Because of Faith's over-excited emotions, the white smoke that hadn't appeared for a while appeared again from the top of her head, and even because she was running, she looked like a locomotive.

"Spider!"

Oh... yes, Faise is afraid of bugs because she is a girl.

Although she was also a girl, Hermione, who was not aware of this, nodded silently in her heart.

When she was in elementary school, she once saw how much noise girls could make because of that uninvited guest who entered the classroom—they wouldn't scream so miserably when an earthquake struck.

In this regard, Miss Granger, who has seen the three-headed dog, said, why are you afraid?Bugs are only one big.

"It's okay," Faith dragged them across the third corner - they had long missed the stairs to the Hufflepuff common room, and Hermione dragged each other to a stop.

She comforted Faise, whose eyes were closed and still furrowed, "I'll help you get rid of it, and... now that we've run so far, it must have escaped long ago."

"Really?"

Hermione checked the surrounding floors very carefully, making sure that there were no moving objects, "Really, don't be afraid."

With her eyes closed, Feisi could still recall the disgusting scene just now, she felt an inexplicable itching all over her body, she took several deep breaths before removing her hands covering her eyes.

"What can you see if you don't open your eyes?"

Hermione's smiling voice reached her ears, and Faith retorted subconsciously, "Isn't it the same every time you read your grades at the end of the semester, I never rush you!"

She opened her eyelids cruelly, everything in front of her eyes was still a bit blurry due to the sudden restoration of light, but Faise still saw a black object hanging far away in the corridor at a glance.

"what!"

It was another earth-shattering cry, but with Hermione's reminder just now, Faise held back the act of refreshing the opponent's vocabulary again this time.

She just pointed at the object hanging in front of her with trembling fingers, "What is that, that, that, that, that, that, that!"

Hermione looked in the direction of the other's finger, and she also saw the object that escaped the previous detection because it was hanging in the air, her slender eyebrows frowned, "That seems to be a cat?"

Hermione quickly ran forward to check, leaving only Faise screaming in panic, "Don't leave me, Hermione, I, I'm so scared..."

"It's true, it was Mr. Filch's cat that hung on the lampstand..."

Hearing that it was indeed a cat, Faith's tense nerves calmed down again, and she lost the "sharp weapon" that could kill insects around her. She quickly opened her eyes and ran back to Hermione's side, hugging the other's hand.

"It looks like it's been petrified..." Hermione carefully poked Mrs. Norris' stiff body with her finger, but Faise stopped her dangerous attempt.

"Don't touch it, what if there is something bad on it!" Faith carefully checked her fingers, and then reminded the other party to turn their attention from the poor cat to the scarlet letter on the wall.

"The Chamber of Secrets has been opened, Enemy of the Heir, beware." Hermione read out the contents on the wall softly. The red handwriting exuded a strange smell, and she had an inexplicable intuition in her heart—it was written in blood. of.

"I'm sure you were infected with some kind of bad luck by Potter... Let Madam Pomfrey examine you tomorrow to see if you've got some kind of curse."

Faith shook her head helplessly, a male voice suddenly sounded from behind her, "What happened to Hermione, Orest?"

"Harry, Ron!"

Hermione was very excited when she saw the appearance of the two boys, she took the initiative to move her body, and let the two boys also watch the horror scene up close.

Before they had time to exchange information with each other, the sound of chaotic footsteps came from the corner of the corridor, and it was the Slytherin and Ravenclaw teams who happened to be on their way back to the lounge.

Not long after, Gryffindor and Hufflepuff students also poured in from the other end of the corridor, and everyone saw or heard the writing on the wall and the hanging cat.

The crowd immediately became noisy, and the students who saw this scene talked a lot.

"Enemy of the Inheritor, be careful." Malfoy read the words on the wall aloud. There was no panic on his face, but excitement and anticipation.

He immediately turned his head and looked at Hermione with a gloating expression. Although he wanted to say something, he finally held back when he saw Faise's hand inserted into the wizard's robe and her vigilant expression.

"What's wrong, get out of the way, get out of the way for me."

An old voice came from the back of the line, and Filch squeezed his way out of the students with a distressed expression. He immediately noticed the very familiar troublemakers surrounded by the crowd.

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If you want to talk about the most unpopular person in Hogwarts, then the gatekeeper Filch can definitely be ranked No.1.

Even Professor Snape, as the Snake King of Slytherin and a master of potions, never lacked for the awe-inspiring gazes of his students.

Even the great headmaster Dumbledore couldn't stop the controversy among the students about wizard blood, and Filch, as a squib in a magic school, did a job that disgusted the students, and he may not have received as much kindness as the house elves Many - at least Hufflepuff students are mostly dependent on their neighbors across the door.

His old ragged coat, long gray hair hanging on his body, hunchbacked figure and weird walking posture made Filch always an outlier in the crowd.

From the moment he showed up, Harry knew that nothing good was going to happen.

Sure enough, Filch's eyes turned around the faces of the four, and finally locked on him, and said in a dark voice, "Potter, what did you do..."

However, when Filch saw the black cat hanging behind Harry, his cloudy eyes suddenly widened, and he squeezed out a question from between his teeth, "You killed my cat?"

"No, it's not." Harry shook his head quickly.

The eyes of the students took on the color of exploring and watching a good show, and Faise also noticed the smirk on the corner of Malfoy's mouth. Could this matter have something to do with him?

Filch didn't listen to Harry's justification at all. He had clearly decided in his heart that this hapless boy was the murderer of his cat. His dead skin-covered lips trembled, and his bulging eyeballs almost stared at him. , "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Just as the withered hand grabbed Harry's neckline, a gentle yet majestic voice came from behind the crowd, "Argus!"

Although Dumbledore hadn't appeared yet, his voice made Filch withdraw his hand angrily, and the students automatically made way for the professors. When he saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help being stunned.

Not for poor Mrs. Norris, Dumbledore stared at the blood on the wall with his blue eyes hidden behind his glasses, waved his long sleeves, and solemnly ordered to the surrounding students, "Everyone, go back to the dormitory immediately. .”

Out of respect for the principal, the children held back their curiosity and turned to leave one after another.

Just when Harry was thankful that he had escaped, the other party's next sentence made him take back the foot he had just stepped on.

"Except for the three of you..."

Sure enough, Headmaster Dumbledore was pointing in his direction, and Harry raised an eyebrow at Ron and Hermione, who turned back silently.

Tarsila in the team couldn't control that much, she couldn't figure out why Faith, who was supposed to be resting in the infirmary, got mixed up with Harry and Ron who stayed at the Deathday Dinner—she herself was seeing When those disgusting meals were served, she tactfully escaped, but fortunately she still caught up with the second half of the Halloween party.

Regardless of Miriam's obstruction, Tarsila quickly got into the front row. She grabbed Faith's arm and tried to pull her into the line, "Go, Faith!"

"Wait a minute," Snape's voice sounded suddenly, and Faise knew that she might not be able to get away, but she couldn't leave Hermione alone, "I think Miss Orest should also explain, Why is she here?"

Giving Tusila a comforting look, indicating that she would be fine if she left first, Faith obediently stood back beside Hermione, and whispered, "My dear Miss Granger, I want to make me normal. I want to return to my campus life, is it still too late?"

Hermione shook her head helplessly, "You can't blame me, Faith, I took care of you in the infirmary today, and didn't participate in any activities, and you chose this path."

"It makes sense, let's get rid of a curse together tomorrow..."

Faith carefully looked around. The students had almost left, and the professor's gaze focused on them like a spotlight. Filch beside him kept making the sound of the old-fashioned car turning off, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

"She didn't die Argus, she was petrified." Principal Dumbledore comforted him.

"Aha, I knew it," Professor Lockhart couldn't help interjecting, he poked the cat hanging on the light stand, and was startled by the other's stiff sway, he smiled awkwardly He said, "It's a pity I wasn't there at the time. I just happened to know the solution to the curse that could save her."

What a shame, we could have gotten a brand new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher if you had been there.

Apparently, Faise was not the only one who had such thoughts. After Lockhart finished talking to himself, no professor was willing to take his words.

Even Dumbledore ignored the other party and just asked himself, "But I don't know how she was petrified."

"Ask him." Filch gave Harry a hard look. "He did it, and you saw what he wrote on the wall."

"This is ridiculous, how could it be Harry!"

Hermione was the first to stand up and deny it. She looked straight at the professors without fear, "When Faith and I arrived here, Mrs. Norris was already hanging there."

"That's what you two little girls did!"

Filch's suddenly raised voice startled Faise, she blinked innocently and pointed at herself, "Me and Hermione?"

"Would you mind if I chime in, Mr Headmaster," Snape said suddenly, "perhaps they were just in the wrong place at the wrong time."

Professor Snape!Faise looked at the other party with shocked and moved eyes.

Next time I go to clean the office, I'll bring you a bottle of degreasing shampoo!The one with anti-hair loss function!

"But the situation is suspicious. I don't remember seeing any of them at dinner."

"That's because Harry and Ron went to the banquet of the ghosts, and Faith and I stumbled across the petrified Mrs. Norris on the way back to the dormitory from the infirmary,"

Compared to Faith's disappointment with Snape, Hermione had already expected the other party's ill intentions, "Sir Nicholas and Madam Pomfrey can both testify for us."

Several professors nodded and believed each other's words. Obviously Miss Xueba's words were very convincing to them, and even Snape didn't go any further.

But Filch still roared unwillingly, "This is not the way from the infirmary to the Gryffindor or Hufflepuff lounge at all! You are lying!"

"That's because I was frightened by the spider that suddenly appeared in the corridor, Mr. Filch." Faith didn't like the black nails poked on Hermione's body by the other party. Just as reliable, "You're not doing a good job of cleaning."

"Besides, I've been sick all day. Is there any reason to take a detour to do these strange things?"

"Hmph, who knows if you're pretending to be sick, little bastards like you who are full of lies... are the best at this kind of disguise."

Filch saw that his cat was being hurt so lightly, and he attacked everything questionable with nonsense, hoping that someone would be punished and let him out.

"You!" Faith had never met such an unreasonable rascal, her chest was heaving continuously, and Hermione also frowned and glared at him.

Faith anxiously scratched the hand on her head, trying to think of a perfect reason to refute the nonsense of the other party, but Professor Sprout who was beside her couldn't help but speak first.

"You old guy, don't embarrass the child of my academy, you see her so anxious that she is fuming!"

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