v2 Chapter 959： Sirius in the fireplace

"Oh, the three of you are back, how is the training going?" Half an hour later, Evan, Harry and Ron got into the Gryffindor common room from the portrait hole, and Hermione asked coldly, in front of her. Carrying a thick book.

"It's completely messed up." Ron said in a hollow voice, sitting on the sofa with his ass, his eyes were sluggish.

Ai Wen made a look to Hermione, she seemed to understand something, and the cold attitude was slightly relieved.

"It doesn't matter, you are the first time to participate in training." She comforted, "It definitely takes time..."

"Who said that I was smashing the training?" Ron asked in a hurry.

"No one!" said Hermione, looking surprised. "I thought..."

"Do you think I am destined to be a waste?"

"No, of course I don't think so! Hey, you said that training is messed up, so I am..."

"Inexplicably, I am going to do my homework," Ron said snoring.

He walked heavily toward the stairs leading to the boys' dormitory, and his body flashed away.

"What the **** is going on?" Hermione turned to Avon and Harry. "Is he messed up?"

"No," Harry replied immediately, faithfully defending his friends.

Hermione raised her eyebrows and apparently did not believe that her eyes turned to Ai Wen.

"He is just too nervous and needs to adapt," Avon said.

"Yes, I think he can behave better," Harry muttered. "This is just the first training..."

Ron did not appear at dinner.

Although Ron is not there, Evan, Harry, and Hermione are not mentioning this topic. Everyone knows that in his head he must have thought about his poor performance during the Quidditch ball training. It is also difficult for him to drive away the song "Gryffindor lost".

On Sunday, Ai Wen performed the first magical study on Harry, Hermione, and Ginny for the first time since the beginning of the new semester. Colin, Neville, and Kate, who are in the first grade, also joined in. Still a basic spell.

Fred and George did not come, and Ron did not appear.

The spell practice lasted only about two hours. After simply practicing the stun spell and the obstacle spell, it was a hassle.

Everyone's mind doesn't seem to be on the top. Harry still thinks about their homework. Except Hermione, everyone seems to have not finished. Others think of the outside venue and enjoy perhaps the last sunshine of this year.

At lunch, Ron finally came out of his bedroom. It seemed to be a thing of the past, and his performance returned to normal.

Perhaps, he may be hungry, there is no need to starve himself because of Quidditch training.

After lunch, Evan and Hermione went for a walk, and Harry and Ron were staying in the common room, burying their books.

The Quidditch teams of the other three colleges were still training on the field. Avon and Hermione stood for a while and walked to the cabins in Hagrid on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Hagrid has not returned yet, nor does he know where it is.

Even now, Hermione thinks that Hagrid is too impulsive to bring a giant back, and he may be in danger on the road.

In addition, they also saw the tree guarded by Professor Grappland.

They gather in a well-prepared tree, and they are inseparable. These magical creatures are the protectors of trees and only live on the wand tree.

They look like wood elves, each with brown, squat legs and arms, each with two branch-like fingers, each flat, bark-like There are two round brown eyes on the funny face that are shining.

Two people teased the tree for a while, and Hermione decided to go back and modify her sketch. She had several places not painted.

Inside the common room, Harry and Ron curled up by the fireplace, which looked extraordinarily difficult and embarrassing.

"How about outside?" Harry said to Avon, but his eyes looked at the blue sky outside the window.

"The weather is very good, everyone is playing outside, what about your homework?"

"Oh, no progress, we really should do as much as possible in the usual practice." Harry sighed, and he was bitterly dealing with Professor Cinnista's paper on many satellites of Jupiter.

Ron is writing a long paper on the non-animal summoning spell laid out by Professor McGonagall, who tries to refer to the article that Harry has already completed.

To be honest, there is no reference to it. It is better to go through the textbooks.

"Yeah!" said Ron, licking his slightly congested eyes and throwing the fifth obsolete parchment into the fire nearby. "Aven, you said, can I ask Hermione, Let us look at the paper she wrote?"

"I think she should not agree!" said Ai Wen, taking out a magic book.

Hermione modified her sketch of the tree, and chatted with Ginny happily, and Crookshank curled up on her lap.

The three men re- quieted, and Ai Wen was immersed in the hands of the magical discourse on the release of the magical energy gathering.

Unlike the cumbersome magic spells and techniques, this spell discards other effects, transforming the magic directly into energy, and causing damage to the hit target. It is a very interesting research direction and is more suitable for the current situation of Ai Wen.

You don't have to think about using any spells during combat, but you can directly damage the enemy with magic power, which can greatly shorten the cast time.

Moreover, Ai Wen's magic is very strong, and the energy that can be gathered is far beyond others.

Next to Avon, Harry and Ron continued to rack their brains to think and write, doing everything they could to complete their homework.

The sky outside the window is getting darker and darker, and gradually, the people in the common room are starting to become scarce again.

At eleven and a half, there was no other person in the public restroom, and Hermione yawned toward them.

She sat next to Ai Wen and looked at the book in his hand, knowing that it was taken from the Black Family Library.

Driven by Ai Wen, she is now starting to read these magic books.

Hermione hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Ron and tried to say, "When you go to bed, your homework is almost done?"

"No." Ron said without anger.

"Well, Jupiter's biggest moon is Ganymede, not Callisto!" she said, and said from Ron's line in his astronomical paper, "There is a volcano that should be the Guardian." One."

"Thank you." Ron said fiercely, and he dug the wrong sentence.

"Sorry, I am just..." Hermione seemed to want to apologize for the Quidditch yesterday.

"Yeah, if you just come here to pick the fault!"

"You know, I am not, I... God, Sirius!" Hermione shouted in surprise, looking at the Sirius's head that suddenly appeared in the flame of the fireplace.