Devil Dao Tour Of Hogwarts

On Friday afternoon, there is no class schedule at Ravenclaw College. Bell is used to reading in the library.

After arriving at the library, not surprisingly, Bell saw Hermione sitting in the place she often sat. Bell walked over to greet her.

"looking at what?"

"I'm looking up some information about magical animals," Hermione replied quietly.

Talking in the library is a very risky behavior. Once Mrs. Pins is dissatisfied, she will be driven out with a feather duster. This is terrible for the little witch.

Hermione likes to come to the library to read books like Bell, even longer than Bell stays in the library. As long as there is no class, I basically spend it in the library.

Because of the frequent encounters in the library, Hermione and Bell became more and more familiar with each other.

Bell looked at Hermione carefully.

"Did you not slept last night? Why do you always feel that you have no energy?"

"Don't mention it, I'm going to be pissed off!" Hermione said angrily.

"Bell, do you know? Last night, Harry Potter and his friend Ron Weasley, the two of them violated the school rules, they went to have something with a student at Slytherin College called Malfoy late at night? Wizards duel! Is there no school rules in their eyes? They don't want to think about how many points will be deducted for Gryffindor if they are caught by Filch!"

Hermione looked crazy, and she could see that she had a deep obsession with the College Cup.

Bell felt a little funny, but in order not to irritate the little witch in a bad mood, he had to hold back a smile and ask Hermione.

"So you were so angry that you didn't sleep well all night?"

"no."

Hermione turned into an unbearable look back. Seeing the little witch's changing expressions, Bell wanted to laugh even more.

"I wanted to stop them, so I stayed in the common room at night. But no matter how I persuaded them, neither of them listened. I chased them out of the lounge. When I turned around, I wanted to go back. When I found out that the fat lady was not there, I can’t go back to the bedroom! I was so angry at the time!” Hermione explained, “Oh, the fat lady is a painting, and I want to enter Gryffindor’s rest Room, you must have the permission of the fat lady."

"And then?" Bell asked with interest.

If it wasn't for the wrong location, he would want to take out Coke and popcorn to eat and listen.

"I was afraid that Filch would be caught by staying outside the lounge, so I had to be with the two of them. We also ran into Neville outside the lounge and he couldn't enter the lounge because he forgot his password. Then we went together. I went to the prize showroom, but Malfoy didn’t come. Not only did he not come, he also told Filch that someone was in the prize showroom. It took a lot of effort to avoid being caught by Filch and scared me to death. NS!"

Hermione still felt lingering at the thought of what happened last night, her face pale. God knows how much she regrets her behavior last night, and she knew she would have stayed outside the lounge.

Thinking about it carefully, Neville stayed there until he fell asleep without being noticed. Then he waited there for a while, and when the fat lady came back from visiting relatives and friends, there shouldn't be any problems. At least there won't be any major problems encountered in the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor last night.

"By the way, Bell, I have something to ask you." Hermione looked around and said secretly after seeing no one was paying attention here.

"..."

Bell always felt that Hermione's actions and expressions were a bit familiar, as if she had often seen them recently. So, are the children nowadays too fond of being surprised? Or is there too much to see in Hogwarts?

"Bell, do you know anything about magical animals?"

"I don't know it very well, I still know some of the general situation. What do you want to ask?" Bell asked.

His main research direction is not on magical creatures, but some basic knowledge is still known, at least if it is used to answer the questions of the little witch, Bell doesn't think he will be unable to answer.

"Do you know what a magical animal is a big dog with three heads about 3 meters high?" Hermione asked hopelessly.

The little witch felt that since Bell didn't know much about magical animals, she probably wouldn't know what the big dog they saw was last night. Because as far as she knew, Ron and Neville were both from the wizard family, but neither of them knew.

However, since she provoked the conversation, if it was cut off like this, it seemed as if she was playing a prank. She doesn't want anyone to think she likes pranks.

"A big three-headed dog? It must be a three-headed dog. This kind of magical animal is more common in Greece, but very rare in the UK. What's the matter? Do you want to have one?" Bell quipped.

If given the chance, Bell would rather have one. The three-headed dog is too big.

As we all know, dogs like to lick people. If you are licked by such a big dog, it is estimated that your whole body will be soaked instantly, which is a little unacceptable for Bell, who loves to be clean.

Hermione didn't expect Bell to actually know. But after hearing Bell's question, Hermione showed a "you are teasing me" expression. She was crazy to want to raise a big dog that can swallow her in one bite.

And the most important thing is that she is cat pie!

"Forget it, I don't want to wake up and find myself in the dog's belly."

"Then why did you suddenly mention the three-headed dog?" Bell asked strangely.

Could it be that after eating the stuffed buns with dragon meat a few days ago, after a few days of brewing, Hermione finally awakened the spirit of the foodie? So now looking for magical animals that look more delicious?

As for why to use "also"? Haha, this is Bell's racial talent!

"Do you remember that at the opening dinner, Professor Dumbledore told us not to approach the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor? Actually, we ran to the fourth floor in a panic to avoid being caught by Filch last night. In the corridor on the right. In the room at the end of the corridor, a three-headed dog was found. I thought I was dead at the time!" Hermione looked terrified. "By the way, you must not tell others about this, or if the professor knows about it, I will definitely get a lot of points deducted!"

‘So how persistent are you for college points! ’

Bell glanced at Hermione speechlessly.

"I also saw a trapdoor at the feet of the three-headed dog. Professor Dumbledore must have hidden something there. What would it be? Bell."

Bell was lost in thought. In fact, he really didn't know what happened to Hermione at first. But when Hermione mentioned ‘trapdoor’, Bell was impressed, after all, this is not a commonly used word.

He carefully recalled his own memories. At first he didn't care, it was just a subconscious behavior, but with this memory, he found that he almost missed a very important item. If the memory of his previous life is correct, the Philosopher's Stone should be hidden there.

Bell thought of own's important plan. Although he didn't think the Philosopher's Stone was real, what if? It doesn't take a lot of trouble anyway, it's better to find a way to check it out.

"Bell, did you hear me?"

Seeing Bell in a daze, Hermione pushed Bell.

"Oh, of course."

Bell recovered.

"But how can I know what Professor Dumbledore is hiding. And I'm not interested. Even if I do, what can I do?"

Hermione nodded in agreement. She was only a little bit curious. Now that she heard Bell say this, she found it reasonable, so she didn't say anything more.

For a time, two people each started their own thing.

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