Chapter 61 Beat Voldemort in the face in public!

  After the opening dinner, everyone went to the abandoned classroom in the secret base.

  The little friends who went home for the holidays narrated their experiences and feelings during the holidays.

  Harley also thanked Hermione for the Christmas gift—Muggle contact lenses.

  That's when Ron, Neville and Jerry realized that Harley doesn't seem to be wearing glasses!

  Harley spread out her hands proudly, revealing a small red box, "This is the contact lens Hermione gave me, and I won't be able to see the glasses after wearing it. Awesome!"

   "These are glasses?" Jerry reached out and touched the glasses case.

  Harley had a headache on his face, "This is a contact lens case!"

  Ron was puzzled: "Impossible! Contact lens case? But I can see it!"

  Hermione + Ted + Harley: ???

  After that, Ron and Jerry also lamented about what happened to them during the Christmas holiday.

  Ron: "The next time Ted stays in school, even if I go out to wander, I will never choose to stay in school. Am I on vacation? No prisoner in Azkaban is as tired as me!"

  Jerry chimed in: "Snape plus Professor McGonagall multiplied by two, and none of them as ruthless as Ted!"

  Ted rolled his eyes, "Look, you now know how to add, subtract, multiply, and divide. This is all the result of my cram school~"

   "Yes. And every day I'm so tired that I fall asleep as soon as my head touches the pillow every day." Ron said.

  Jerry nodded, "A few times, I almost fell asleep on the way back to the common room. Although skating is really cool and fun, but it's really tiring after skating!"

   "Ice skating? Did you learned to skate?" Hermione asked in surprise.

   "Ice skating? What is skating?" Harley asked with a puzzled expression.

  Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay: It was only one holiday, and there was already a sad and thick barrier between us?

  He doesn't know what contact lenses are, you don't know what skating is~

  After learning what ice skating is, Harley is eager to try it. Jumping up and down, my buttocks can no longer sit on a chair well, I wish I could go out and skate right now.

   "Look, I'm sure I'll be able to learn it very smoothly. I already feel like I'm sliding quickly on ice~"

  Hermione could only try her best to persuade: "Not now, it's getting dark now. Tomorrow will be okay tomorrow~"

  Harley had no choice but to sigh, "Okay, it's tomorrow. It's a deal! Don't go back on your word! Ted said it well, tomorrow and tomorrow, how many tomorrows? Pushing tomorrow every day, this life will be wasted!"

  Ted: Don't use my ancient poems indiscriminately, I advised you to learn them!

   "That's right!" Ron exclaimed suddenly.

  He thought of how to divert Harley's attention.

   "When we were on Christmas break, we found a good thing!" He winked at Ted and Jerry.

  As soon as they said something good, they knew what Ron meant.

  Ted nodded, and Jerry blinked.

  Eventually, the group of six secretly went to the room where the Mirror of Erised was placed before the curfew.

  Worried that the two of them would be indulging in illusions and wasting time, Ted organized a lot of holiday cram schools.

  It's all right now—a group of people wasting time together~

  Not to mention, this thing has a special attack on little wizards, and no little wizard can withstand it.

  The Weasley twins don't come very often. They also have expectations for reality, and although the chances are slim, they are determined to achieve them.

  The others, Ron, Jerry, Harley, Neville, were all obsessed. Sitting in a row, staring intently at the mirror.1

  Hermione is a little better, she sees that she is excellent in all subjects, and has been selected as the heroine of the student council, and the male protagonist Ted is standing next to her.

  Ted ignored them this time.

  Unlike Ron and Jerry, Harley and Neville are less immune to this mirror.

  Because what they see in the mirror is their parents who died heroically.

  In this case, Ted, as a friend, has no way to persuade and stop them.

  He could already feel that after Neville and Harley arrived in this classroom, there was an extremely weak and obscure magic power enveloping the room.

  Naturally, someone will take care of them, let them face the reality and be brave. Abandon your illusions and prepare for battle! Dumbledore is already on the way~

  …

  After the new semester, they skated and frolicked during the day, and went to the mirror at night.

  It's worth mentioning that Harley really didn't talk too much. She stood tremblingly when she first wore skates, and soon she was able to skate in a daze! Harley is better than Ron and Jerry.

  It can only be said that although Harley doesn't like Quidditch, her sports talent is still all over her body.

  However, on the third night, the Gryffindors who sneaked into the abandoned classroom to look in the mirror and dream, were stopped by Dumbledore.

  But Dumbledore will not deduct points for them. As a respected elder, he is just wanted to teach them something.

  He emphasized the illusory satisfaction that the mirror brings to people, made many people waste time in front of it, and even go crazy because of it.

  He encouraged several people to be brave, face real life, and create their own true happiness.

  Then he said, he will take away the mirror and put it in the right place.

  At breakfast the next day, Harley told Ted and Hermione who were not involved. She also said that she asked, what did Dumbledore see in the mirror?

   "Dumbledore said he saw a lot of woolen socks. He also said that people gave him books as gifts. In fact, he hoped that someone would give him a few pairs of socks."

  Ted: Socks, right? Next Christmas I will send Dumbledore a pair of black stockings, in Snape's name~

  After a short vacation, it took several days for the little wizards to fully enter the state of school.

  But of course, not for Hermione. She also studies during the holidays, except that she cannot use magic, which is equivalent to going to school all the time.

  So, every day when the library collectively writes homework, she easily overfulfills it—the professor leaves 5 inches of homework, and she always writes 8 inches of homework.

  For this kind of hardworking attitude, Harley, Ron and the others don't need to mention more support, because when copying homework, you can copy it separately to avoid the high rate of duplicate checking~

  But Ted also advised her not to be too tense.

    She always takes herself as the target and turns on the arcane wisdom to involve crazily. Ted, who is involuntary, is a little scared.

  If you're do this, you must drive me out of study-weariness.

   "Would you like to relax? I recently found a magazine, which is quite interesting. It has the meaning of a nonsensical comedy. I recommend it to you."

  So, Hermione saw a copy of "The Quibbler".

  This magazine made Hermione's eyes big. Because I often see stares.

   "What's all this!" Hermione stared at it for a few minutes, feeling her eyes hurt from staring.

   "This content is too, too... too weird?" Hermione said too many times, and it's hard to describe.

  You say that he made something out of nothing, kept it secret, imagined it out of thin air, fabricated it out of thin air, you are not sure yet!

  After all, what is written in the magazine is quite comprehensive. If you want to say that it is reliable, there is no evidence, it all depends on one mouth.

   "Look at this!" Hermione became annoyed with somewhat incomprehensible embarrassment.

    "If you heated white rose with moonshine purified water and drink it under the moon, and you can see the scene of the next full moon night! This is like a nonsense no matter how you look. I have never heard of white rose and moonshine purified water have that kind of function!"

  Hermione found out that all the contents of the entire magazine looked fake, but she couldn't prove it, so she was very angry.

  Ted snickered, feeling that he had achieved his goal of diverting introversion, and at the same time had to appease the angry Miss Beaver.

    "Don't be angry, Hermione, don't be angry. I think, at least this editor-in-chief still has the ability to make up stories. You see, the general principle, ritual process, precautions and possible anomalies are written so vividly, it looks like real."

   "And this, this snorting beast, maybe there are magical creatures from other worlds that haven't been confirmed yet!"

   However, Hermione was not at all interested in Ted's slime.

   "No! I don't think there is anything that has been proven, so I can't be sure. It can't be written in a magazine!"

   "Okay! You're right!" Ted suppressed a smile.

   "By the way, let me tell you about the arguments of the Muggles. There are some experts and scholars who are much more interesting than this editor-in-chief."

    "For example, they made a terrible assumption. That is, is it possible? There is a chronic poisonous gas in the air that takes 70 to 120 years to poison people to death. After all, very few people live to be two hundred years old!"

  When Hermione heard it, her CPU almost burned out, and her head was about to smoke—gasp.

  The friends were even more caught up in Ted's assumptions.

  Neville and Harley were still thinking about the truth, but they saw that the smart Ron and Jerry were already holding their breath~

  …

  The new semester began, and it snowed heavily in the castle. The surrounding mountains, forests and lakes are all wrapped in a layer of plain clothing.

  The ancient castle stands on the cliff by the lake, like a silent old man.

  If it weren't for a group of lively students, how lonely this school would be.

   It was too lively and lively, which gave the professors a headache.

  The snow made this group of students very excited. It's enough to make a snowman, but also to have a snowball fight. Let alone snowball fights, and use magic.

  After studying for half a year, everyone has been exposed to a lot of spells, and some of them who learned quickly have already mastered one or two small curses in private.

   As the saying goes, with a sharp weapon in your mind, you will kill yourself.

  If you can resist using the spell after learning it, is that still a little wizard?

  As a mature adult, Ted naturally couldn't roll in the snow with them and cast a spell on the snowman to chase the students.

  He looked at the students frolicking in the snow from the covered bridge with a detached attitude, and expressed emotion: It's nice to be young~

   Then he saw Professor Quirrell, who was wrapped in a purple turban and covered his head like a ball, and looked weak and afraid of the cold.

   Then the system is triggered!

   "Ding ~ trigger task:

  [It's just Voldemort, so what if I hit you in the face? (Green)]

  This down-and-out Dark Lord has come to this field, and he dares to make troubles in Hogwarts. If we doesn't give him some color, he thinks he is invincible! Hit him!

  Goal: Hit Voldemort in the face with a snowball in public.

  Reward: 300 experience, card [Fire Dragon Fireworks (Green)].

   Voldemort? I beat Voldemort! "

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  (end of this chapter)