In the early morning at Hogwarts, everyone was having breakfast on the long table. The aroma of milk and butter bread smelled very comfortable. Owls were constantly coming in and out from the open windows, and they dropped packages on each little wizard's door.

before.

Hermione Granger was holding a book called Quidditch Origins and reading the flight instructions in it to the boys. Ron and Harry were obviously not interested, and only Neville listened intently to everything she said.

However, the arrival of the postman interrupted her speech, and an owl landed in front of Neville. At the same time, Draco Malfoy received another package on the long table of Slytherin, which contained many, many candies.

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"This is a memory ball!" Neville explained after opening the package. "Grandma knows that I always have a bad memory. It will tell you if there is something you forgot to do. Look, you hold it tightly, like this

, if it turns red, oh!" He suddenly made a long face, because the memory ball suddenly became bright red, "You just forgot something."

Neville was trying hard to remember what he had forgotten. At this moment, Draco Malfoy passed by the Gryffindor dining table and suddenly snatched the memory ball from his hand.

Harry and Ron jumped up. For some reason, they somewhat hoped to have a fight with Malfoy, but Professor McGonagall could always sense that something was wrong more keenly than other teachers. In the blink of an eye, she

Kung Fu appears.

"What's going on?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"Malfoy took my memory ball, Professor," Neville said.

Malfoy scowled and quickly threw the memory ball back on the table.

"We'll see." Malfoy said and hurried away, followed closely by Crabbe and Goyle.

"Hermione Granger!" A short witch appeared at Hufflepuff's long table and looked at her with some displeasure. "I told you to clear away distracting thoughts. What are you doing now?"

"I'm sorry." Hermione apologized, and the two returned to the private banquet hall of St. Mungo's Dean. This place was in line with the style favored by nobles. The round room was covered with luxurious carpets, and the floor-to-ceiling windows directly led to the atrium garden.

By now the snow had stopped, and everything was white, but no one felt cold because the fireplace in the house was lit.

"Why are you suddenly unable to resist Legilimency?" Pomona asked Hermione, who was sitting on the chair opposite.

"You mentioned Goyle just now, and I thought of Crabbe." Hermione said sadly, "He was burned to death by the Fire Curse in the Room of Requirement."

"It's very painful for a young man to die, but I don't think that's why you think of that scene." Pomona curled her gray hair. "You think you should be noticed, but you were robbed by Neville."

You've stolen the limelight, haven't you?"

Hermione pursed her lips in frustration.

"You are a loyal girl, I can see it in my adventure with Harry, so I have a secret that I want to tell you, but your current Occlumency is not good enough, so I can't tell you until the time comes.

You know, Neville is also a special child. The task Dumbledore gave me is to protect him. There is no need for you to be jealous of him. But just now I noticed that you paid attention to Draco several times. Can I ask you why?

?”

Handsome boys can indeed attract girls' attention. Pomona hoped that Hermione would not be stupid. It was impossible for Platinum Malfoy to be with her.

"He always receives packages." Hermione said angrily, holding her hands, "I have never received one in all my years of studying."

Hermione's parents are both Muggles. They don't believe that owls can deliver letters or packages. They trust the postman more than a bird. There are actually wizards in the post office, but Hermione's parents have never believed in it.

Sent.

"Where's that pink dress of yours?"

"My mother and I bought it in advance. Harry and Ron went to watch the Quidditch World Cup." Hermione looked puzzled, "Why do boys like Quidditch?"

Pomona was thinking of another problem. Neville had never ridden a broomstick, not even once. Severus at least had the Death Eater flying skills. It seemed necessary to teach him to ride the Thestral in the future.

"I'm more interested in the Quidditch players," Pomona said listlessly, "and the dance."

"So it's your dream to dance with Victor at the Yule Ball?" Hermione said somewhat proudly.

"Not necessarily." Pomona raised her chin proudly, "I have also attended gorgeous balls."

"With Professor Snape?" Hermione's eyes widened in surprise.

"Do you want to see my dress?"

"Of course!!!" Hermione jumped excitedly.

So Pomona took out the silver-white dress like moonlight, and Hermione immediately covered her mouth and exclaimed.

"It's so beautiful." She said, holding her chest. "I really like that pink dress, but it always reminds me of Umbridge."

"Maybe this is your connection, pink." Pomona looked at the dress. She wanted to wear it again. "Did you and Ron kiss under the mistletoe?"

"No, How about you?"

Pomona nodded with a silly smile.

"Oh, you and Professor Snape are both too adults. I feel like I'm still a child." Hermione said frustratedly, "Especially Ron, he never seems to grow up."

"He also has stupid moments. Didn't you see how he asked me to a dance on Christmas? He actually told me not to waste your beauty." Pomona smiled and shook her head, "What an idiot."

"Ron said, you are a girl, it is too pitiful to go to the dance alone." Hermione's face turned even darker.

"How about making this Christmas romantic?" Pomona encouraged Hermione eagerly. "You put on that pink dress again and dance with Ron under the mistletoe. This time, don't let him put on the same dress as last time."

The ceremonial robe."

Hermione perked up, "That's a really good idea."

"Do you know the plant growth spell? I can teach you, you just need to buy some mistletoe seeds."

Hermione smiled sweetly.

"Feeling better?" Pomona asked.

Hermione nodded.

"This time your problem is because of your emotions. Let's try again. You have to clear your mind and keep a calm mind, just like you usually do."

"I heard that you are going to give Malfoy a reward, what is my reward?" Hermione also started to ask for a reward.

"How about the birthing spell I just told you?"

"Is there anything I need to pay attention to with birth magic?"

"First of all, don't let plants squeeze you dry. There is no limit to plant growth. It can absorb as much magic power as you have. You see, my college is full of people. That's because of many things.

It requires teamwork. What cannot be done by one person can be accomplished by hundreds of people working together.”

Hermione nodded thoughtfully.

"You have read a lot of books. Let me test you. The Book of Spells tells about a witch named Delphine Kripp who invented the cutting spell..."

"I know her, she's a tailor." Hermione immediately responded.

"Yes, she was a witch active in London in the 15th century. Unfortunately, the dresses and cloaks she made were so beautiful that they aroused the jealousy of other tailors. One of her rivals was a Muggle, disguised as Coryp.

The apprentice worked in her shop, actually spying on her secrets. When he discovered that Corip had used a wand to cut complex patterns, he led a group of people to arrest her the next day and wanted to send her to prison.

At the stake, she was forced into a corner, her hands were tied, and she didn't even have the wand in her hand. Her opponents were a group of strong men. Do you know how she escaped?"

"Disguise." Hermione looked at Pomona's face. "She disguised her wand as a wart on her chin, tricked the Muggles into saying she wanted to scratch it, and then apparated away with a bag of gold."

"Then, the Muggle tailor could no longer make a piece of clothing. The clothes he made would all fall into pieces. Finally, he went crazy and died because he believed that he was followed by a pair of scissors all the time. He was obviously under the influence of dark magic.

Do you think what Kripp did was right or wrong?”

Hermione's eyes flashed with a complicated expression.

"Legilimency!" Pomona suddenly raised her wand.

Just when she was about to enter Hermione's mind and see some pictures, she was squeezed out, and Hermione's face turned pale.

"Well done, Hermione, I can see that you usually work hard, much better than Harry."

"You attacked me!" Hermione looked at her in disbelief.

"Why do you think you learned Occlumency? It's to deal with interrogations. During interrogations, all methods will be used, including veritaserum." Pomona put away her smile and said coldly, "I think we can

Entering the next stage, my dear, you will be disturbed by my thoughts and attacked at any time, so stay focused, Hermione."

"Come on." Hermione gritted her teeth and said with cold sweat, looking very serious.
Chapter completed!