Because the wizards were afraid of Voldemort, they never mentioned his name. They all called him "You-Know-Who" mysteriously. They put a spell on the Deluminator given to Ron by Dumbledore. Whenever Hermione mentioned it,

When Ron turns the Deluminator on, Hermione's voice will be emitted from the Deluminator, and when the Deluminator is turned on, a ball of light will be produced to guide Ron to where Hermione is.

Dumbledore is Voldemort's mentor, and this spell should also be known to the mysterious person. This is already common knowledge in the wizarding world, but Harry never cares about it. He can be said to be bold or ignorant. In his influence

Ron and Hermione also started calling his name.

"Sometimes I find him annoying. He always uses the deluminator to make the lights flicker." After smelling the love potion, Hermione had a happy smile on her face again, lying on the table looking silly.

of.

"But he is so cute. You call him and he comes over." Pomona also had a happy smile on her face. She also had a ring, and he appeared as soon as she called the leprechaun.

"I heard from Hannah that Professor Snape is also a fan of the Irish team?"

"Yeah, I didn't know he actually liked Quidditch." Who would have thought? The greasy old Slytherin bat actually likes such a sunny sport. He not only understands the rules but also the formations, all because of his mother Eileen

He is the captain of the High Stone Team.

"Why do boys like chasing a ball on a broomstick?" Hermione giggled and shook her head.

"I like Quidditch athletes better. Have you seen Victor's muscles?" Pomona said with admiration. What a majestic beast. She actually wanted to chase him like the Hufflepuff girls.

After running for a while, it was a pity that Victor kept staring at Hermione in a daze, watching her read.

"I thought they were pretty stupid at the time."

"who?"

"Those girls chasing Victor, they still listen to Rita Kist's nonsense." Hermione became serious, "I hate that."

"Others maliciously slandered?"

"Yes, she actually said I was ambitious." Hermione said angrily, and then took a sip of tea to calm down her anger.

"I think Ginny is the only one who is ambitious. She dated Harry's roommate first, and then she made a date with Harry. She took advantage of Neville at the Christmas party when she was not old enough. Now she has become the famous Mrs. Potter. You and Ginny

How are you getting along with Ni?"

"It's okay." Hermione considered her words.

"Harry can't get a date with any girl, so he has to marry a Weasley daughter." Pomona now puts Ron in her own camp, and what she is most dissatisfied with about the Weasley family is the only one.

daughter.

"If people knew that Professor Snape was alive, there would still be many women pursuing him. Aren't you worried?"

Hermione's words hit home. Pomona was most worried about this.

"Excellent men will be pursued by many women. I don't want to waste my time on knocking down love rivals. That would be stupid. I don't want to be pulled down by Harry, but I am only a little smart and read a lot. Besides, long-distance relationships are rare.

It was successful, so I didn’t continue to contact Victor.”

Just like Pomona said, Hermione is a smart girl. Friendship between women will deteriorate because of men. Now she can't give Lily her whole heart.

"Isn't it because you care about your bloodline?" Pomona asked.

"Why should I care?" Hermione shook her head, her brown hair swaying like a lion's mane. "What everyone thinks is good may not be suitable for me. If I really get together with a rich man like Victor, what will happen?

Facing the cynicism of some people, I really become a vain woman."

"Poor Victor." Pomona said sympathetically. He was burdened by fame and missed the girl he loved.

"Also, I was a little unsure at the time, thinking he just wanted to make fun of me. You know, rich people often play tricks on women, and I didn't want to become a joke in other people's conversations."

"When did you contact Hannah?"

"She needs someone to talk to. She said she saw your true face." Hermione said, looking at Pomona's face.

"I told you I drank the potion."

"Then can I take a look?"

"Not at the moment." Pomona said expressionlessly.

"She can only talk to me, because this is a secret between the two of us, and I didn't even tell Ron." Hermione seemed to sense Pomona's anger and immediately explained to Hannah.

"People who work secretly must learn to keep secrets. When you become the Minister of Magic, you will be exposed to more secrets. I like Hannah very much and even thought about introducing her to Neville, but I didn't know Neville and Neville at that time.

Regarding Luna’s relationship, I told her too many secrets under the control of intuition and sensibility, do you think I should forget about her?"

"Are you asking me for permission?" Hermione was extremely surprised.

"Yes, future minister." Pomona said with a smile, "I am not suitable to think about this kind of problem now. You are very calm and rational. You can help me decide."

"No." Hermione thought for a moment and said calmly, "She can be trusted. She is not the kind of person who talks nonsense."

"Okay, now that you say so." Pomona said easily, it was really easy to follow orders.

"What do you smell?" Hermione asked.

"Chocolate, ash, and mint."

"Me too, Mint." Hermione looked at Pomona and nodded, "You believe in intuition just like Luna, but I think you communicate well."

"She is a Ravenclaw and is born to be Hufflepuff's enemy." Pomona explained lazily.

The enemy of her enemy is her friend, and she believed that she and Hermione would become good friends.

"What do you usually talk about with your professor?"

Pomona looked at Hermione, she would look down on her if she knew that she was busy kissing all day long like her roommate Lavender Brown.

"What do you and Ron talk about?"

"I asked you this topic first," Hermione said stubbornly.

"Why do you pry into other people's privacy like Letaquist?"

"What?" Hermione looked in disbelief.

"I heard that Letaquist's Animagus is a beetle. Do you want to try what you will become, Granger?" Pomona held her hands and looked at Hermione with a provocative look on her face.

Sensitive.

"You know she can only make stuff up," Hermione said angrily.

"You know she's making it up and you're still reading it!"

Hermione is a good student who loves to learn, and is one of the few people in Hogwarts who insists on reading the newspaper every day. Most people are discussing Quidditch, homework and other messy things. She is as easy as Severus.

Seriously, this is her strength and weakness.

Hermione suddenly had an epiphany, stared at Pomona and said, "That Professor Sprout in fifth grade wasn't you, right?"

"Why do you think so?"

"We didn't learn anything in the entire fifth grade. We were too busy dealing with Umbridge and didn't pay attention. Now I remember that Fudge once accused Sirius of leading the Azkaban prison break. There was a Ministry of Magic staff member.

He died. It was also Christmas. The attending physician of that staff member was negligent and neglected the potted ornamental plant next to the bed. It was a devil's net, not a crab claw. From then on, she was haunted throughout the semester. I still remember that person.

Yes, he lives opposite Lockhart."

Lockhart lives in the confidential ward. Who sent the devil's net disguised as a crab claw orchid?

Assassination, this was the only thing Pomona could think of.

"Ron is still blaming himself for why he didn't prevent this from happening. That person is a colleague of Ron's father, and he works in the Department of Mysteries."

"What does this have to do with you telling me whether I am real or fake?"

"Attention, Pomona! I don't feel that kind of attention. You have always paid attention to me. You even remember me sleeping in class!" Hermione suddenly stood up and gave Pomona a message across the desk.

A big hug "Thank you."

Hermione's last thank you was tearful, and she seemed to be touched, but Pomona didn't feel that she had done anything extraordinary.

"Granger, if I tell you now that I feel very sad for the woman pretending to be me, will you forgive me?" She said honestly, "It's very uncomfortable to read the news of the death of my lover in the newspaper."

"How do you know that the person from the Ministry of Magic is her lover?"

"Intuition." Pomona hugged Hermione tightly. She had also lived in St. Mungo's, she had also lived in the confidential ward, and there was a pot of crab claws beside her bed. Fortunately, she was unconscious at the time and was not alive.

Go and touch it, the devil's net will only get caught when someone is close.

She felt a fear surge through her limbs.

St. Mungo's was not safe. Draco was in danger there. How could she explain to Narcissa if he died?

"Sorry, Hermione, I have to leave first."

"I'll go with you." After letting go of her arms, Hermione wiped away her tears and said firmly with a face full of determination.

"You didn't even ask me where I was going?"

"So tell me." The little Gryffindor lioness said proudly, clasping her hands, "Where are we going?"

She was about to say St. Mungo's, but then she remembered that she didn't know Draco's whereabouts yet. Harry had rushed to the Department of Mysteries rashly that time and that was the reason for the war at the Ministry of Magic.

"I want to see Severus." She smiled and said to Hermione, "I think it's time for you to meet."
Chapter completed!