Chapter 215 (1/2)

Now, with the exception of defense against the dark arts, all the other classes have become a bit dull. Hagrid has been quiet since the first class.

Hagrid seems to have lost his confidence. Now they're learning lesson after lesson how to take care of the flea caterpillars, which must be the most annoying creatures available.

”Why should someone bother to take care of them?” Ron said as he spent another hour stuffing chopped lettuce into the fleshy throat of the caterpillar.

However, when it comes to October, everything seems to be getting better. Hermione is not hiding from van Lin because of a little thing. Anyway, she and van Lin seem to have become the accepted setting.

What's more, Hermione doesn't seem to have enough energy to think about these things. She has to take twice as many courses every day. But for van Lin's help, Hermione would even have a problem taking those thick textbooks out of the Gryffindor public lounge.

Fanlin has said many times about Hermione's situation, but Hermione only said that she would consider it every time, but this sentence was not sincere at all

Of course, there is Harry. After going in October, Harry has something to focus on, which is interesting enough to make up for the trouble that he didn't have a good class. As the Quidditch season approached, Oliver wood, captain of Gryffindor, called a meeting one Tuesday night to discuss the tactics of the new season.

This means that Harry and others will start crazy Quidditch training again. Wood takes training seriously. However, it is better for Harry to have more time to fly in the sky than to have class or stay bored.

As time went by again, Hogwarts entered the Halloween period, and a piece of news that inspired everyone changed everyone's expectations.

The arrival of the first Hogsmeade week replaced the news that Sirius had arrived in dadaf. Although the Dementors have successfully let Sirius escape once, some little sorcerers still hope for the magic department's means, although this is only due to the prophet's daily.

”Those who go to Hogsmeade, give all your application forms to Mr. filch where...” Professor McGonagall was standing on the steps of the castle gate, and almost all the third grade wizards were waiting for Mr. filch to collect their application forms.

Of course, there is no Harry among these people. Harry hides behind the castle door.

When Harry saw that van Lin, Hermione and Ron had handed in their application forms, he finally couldn't bear it. He rushed out of the side, still holding his signed application form.

”Potter, I think you should give this to Mr. filch...” Professor McGonagall looked down at Harry standing beside him.

”I'm sorry Professor McGonagall, my aunt and uncle Oh I forgot to sign my application form. ” Said Harry.

Professor McGonagall looked at him over her square glasses, but said nothing.

”So Oh Do you think I mean Can I What if I go to Hogsmeade? ” Harry said a little flustered, and Professor McGonagall's scrutinizing eyes made him feel guilty.

Professor McGonagall withdrew his eyes and began to turn over the paper that filch had just handed over.

”I'm afraid not, Potter,” Professor McGonagall said. ”You heard what I said. Don't go until you hand in your form. This is the rule. ”