Popular Web NovelsChapter 391 The little witch who got into the bookChapter 391 The little witch who got into the book
"[Calling the Gods to Guard]"
The voice of the little witch reciting the spell echoed in the empty library, passing through the shelves of bookshelves Without the barrier, Loren hid quietly behind the bookshelf, watching Hermione adjust the brilliance of the Patronus little by little.
The bright lights in the library gradually dimmed, and with the Patron Saint of Dolphins as the center, the entire area was enveloped in a soft silvery light, becoming the only light source in the vast space. As Hermione gently shook her wand , the silvery white light gradually gathered into a light group of about half a meter.
She concentrated on adjusting the brilliance of the patron saint. However, the uniform stability of the light group collapsed at the next moment and turned into dots of broken light.
"Stably supply magic power and maintain balance..." Flamel instructed gently.
Hermione nodded with a serious expression, took a deep breath and raised her wand again. Her face was tense, as if she thought Flamel was a professor.
Framel smiled and said softly: "Don't be nervous, relax -"
"You were never so gentle when you guided me, Flamel... ..." Loren muttered as he walked out of the bookshelf. .
"Loren?"
Hermione stared at Loren who suddenly appeared with wide eyes, and then turned to look at Flamel. Her head seemed to be unresponsive, a little confused, and her expression was full of confusion and confusion.
Loren glanced at Hermione who was confused about the situation. It seemed that Hermione hadn't realized that this library was related to him, and he also had many doubts now.
"So, what is going on..."
Loren's question suddenly paused. He seemed to have remembered something, and asked thoughtfully: "What happened during the day? On the train, Hermione saw the light and shadow of the Patronus in my eyes. Does this have something to do with it?"
When Hermione woke him up for lunch, she once mentioned that she felt vaguely in his eyes. Passing the light and shadow of the killer whale, he happened to have finished practicing the Patronus Charm in the Book of Fantasy. Thinking about it now, this situation was unusual.
Hermione was stunned for a moment when she heard his words, and then gradually realized -
Loren knew this Mr. Flamel, and this strange library had something to do with Loren.
"I speculate... there is a certain relationship..."
Framel leaned forward and floated in front of him: "I speculate that when you practice some advanced magic spells, , the connection between the Book of Fantasy and you may show traces in the real world. It was at that time that Miss Granger also had a connection with the Book of Fantasy, and your consciousness was not guarded against this Granger. Miss Jie, this visit has come about."
Loren nodded slowly, lost in thoughts and memories.
"I remember..." Hermione said in a daze, "I entered the library last time at school, and I saw a strange flame in your eyes that day."
"I thought this was the dream library of Hogwarts, and Mr. Flamel was the ghost administrator of the library..." The little witch looked at Loren and Flamel suspiciously and couldn't help but ask. : "So where is this place?"
"It's a long story..."
Loren spent more than ten minutes introducing the Book of Fantasy and Flamel to Hermione The origin of the book, and by the way introduces several other rooms and various magical uses of the Book of Fantasy: "Mr. Nick Flamel...the Philosopher's Stone...practices magic..."
"No wonder..."
Hermione figured out many things at once, and many of her previous doubts about Loren now had answers. A lot of information was gathered in her mind, and Hermione felt that her brain was a little unable to react.
After seeing the alchemy boiler room, the potion laboratory, the dueling practice room, and finally returning to the bright library, the little witch looked at the endless line with a sullen face, solemnly and curiously. bookshelf.
When she first entered this library, she thought Mr. Flamel was the administrator or the ghost professor here. Although he looked very gentle, Hermione was still a little reserved and chose to stay here. Practice the Patronus Charm carefully.
Now that I suddenly learned that these things were Loren's, my heart that had been suppressed for a long time jumped with joy.
Those bookshelves are packed to the brim with Nicolas Flamel's six hundred years' collection and the entire collection of the British Library. Each tome exudes extraordinary appeal.
You can watch whatever you want without having to worry about sleep and fatigue.
This! This is simply the paradise she has dreamed of!
Hermione slowly came back to her senses and looked at Loren's eyes that started to sparkle: "So this library is real, and the books in the library are all real, and there is no restricted book area... ..."
"Yes, there is no restricted book area." Flamel nodded leisurely. He seemed very satisfied with Hermione's reaction.
"Watch it as long as you want, watch whatever you want..."
"Yes."
"Don't worry about fatigue, don't worry about myopia..."
"That's right."
Loren looked at the fascinated little witch, and then Looking at the proud Flamel, I felt something was wrong.
The brilliance of the silver-white patron saint has completely dissipated, and the bright dome of the library has once again returned. The echo of the heartbeat can be heard in the empty and silent space. The little witch pursed her lips tightly and her eyes sparkled.
This night, Hermione seemed to have found a more magical place than Hogwarts.
...
Under the guidance of Professor Lu Ping's notes, after repeated practice, the killer whale patron saint gradually became smaller, almost as small as a normal-sized medium-sized mammal, similar to a stag or a lion. , Tiger and Leopard...
The lights in the library are still bright, and the sound of turning pages can be heard from time to time.
Loren put away his wand and decided to leave the skill of sending messages with the Patronus to practice tomorrow, well, maybe the day after tomorrow.
Flamel had left.
Hermione is sitting cross-legged in the open space behind the two rows of bookshelves on the right. She is probably tired of reading the tome on Transfiguration, and is currently reading a tome on the history of magic in the Middle Ages. There are The annotations left by Nico Flamel, because the author personally experienced that era, seem to reveal a different historical flavor and are particularly true.
Hermione would read every article several times, and read the annotations carefully, not missing a single letter. Sometimes when Nico mentioned other historical events in the annotations, Hermione would You will also find relevant books, open them and read them carefully.
According to this method of reading, not long after, Hermione had already been surrounded by a wall of books.
Loren felt that it wouldn't be long before Hermione would be able to build a closed room using tomes and lock herself in the room.
"Hermione..."
Loren called out. Seeing that the little witch was immersed in her own world and unresponsive, he immediately leaned into her ear and raised his voice slightly: "Hermione!"< br>
Hermione was startled and looked up at him in surprise, questions flashing in her beautiful eyes.
"How long have you been reading? Get up and move around." Loren put his hand on her forehead and shook it gently for a while, trying to wake Hermione up, "You are going to stay here. Have you been reading? "
"The books here are very interesting"
"So?"
Hermione said slowly: "Mr. Flamel said that we are just conscious bodies here, and we don't need to move or rest..."
" But reading too much can make you dizzy." Loren pinched her cheek, "Have you noticed that you have symptoms of slow reaction now?"
"Really?"
Hermione then stopped thinking about "the wizard's life during the Goblin Rebellion", "Gamp and I discussed the law of transformation" and "experienced two or three things in the witch hunt", and slowly came back to her senses.
But her eyes couldn't stop looking at the book on her lap, subconsciously wondering what Nico wrote next and what the social environment was like at that time. "Looks like she's still not awake..."
Loren sighed and rubbed Hermione's little face so hard that her expression was distorted and she couldn't help crying out in pain. Stop.
"Are you awake now?"
"Are you awake?" Hermione took his hand away, rubbed her face, and whimpered indistinctly, "You actually don't have to be like that. Vigorous..."
Loren took her hand and pulled her up from the ground: "The books here were accumulated by Mr. Nico Flamel for six hundred years. Even if you exclude half of the alchemy professional books, the rest, even if you don't No matter whether I eat or drink, I will watch it all my life. "
"Hermione, Miss Granger, Professor Granger!" Loren changed the names three times in succession, "I can't watch it. It's over!"
Hermione said aggrievedly.
"Go to bed now and get up tomorrow morning to practice the Patronus Charm." Loren warned in a strong tone.
"Sleep!?"
Hermione's eyes widened in disbelief: "Mr. Flamel said that the conscious body stays here and the body outside is sleeping, so why do we still sleep?"
"..."
< br>Loren was a little silent and looked at the little witch with a complicated expression: "So you plan to keep reading, practice the spells for a while when you are tired, and then continue reading?"
"No..." Hermione seemed to also agree. Knowing that he was not confident enough, he retorted in a low voice, "When you get tired of reading, just change to another book to read. You can leave practicing spells until daytime."
Loren laughed in anger, I really want you to read the book all night, There's no telling whether I'll be able to tell the difference between a wand and a toothbrush tomorrow.
He stretched out his hand and pushed Hermione. Hermione felt the light and shadow in front of her eyes rotate, and she quickly sank into darkness.
The next second, Hermione's eyelashes trembled while she was lying on the bed. She suddenly opened her eyes, staring at the familiar furnishings in the room and feeling the soft bed quilt under her body. Hermione was a little shocked.
Was he kicked out by Loren?
That's too much, didn't she just want to read more books...
Hermione turned over and buried her head in the pillow, took a deep breath, her head was groggy. Weird thoughts started floating around.
Just wait, find a bookshelf to hide in and continue reading tomorrow night, and you will definitely not let Loren find out!
By the way, it seems that I only stayed in the library for one night last time.
Should we look into his eyes again?
Yes, we need to pick out his eyes before he wakes up.
...
Early the next morning.
The soreness in his eyes woke Loren up.
Without even opening his eyes, his eyes rolled down from the top of his eyelids and his pupils quickly focused. Loren saw the fair little face in front of him. Hermione pressed her two sinful little hands on both sides of his temples, her thumbs He opened his eyelids with his index finger and blinked with difficulty.
"…"
Can your eyes not be sore? Tears are about to flow out.
Loren realized what she was doing, quickly slapped away her sinful hands, and hurriedly rubbed her sore eyes: "Hermione, what are you doing, murder?"
She was still wearing light blue. Loren suspected that she had planned the attack before dawn and came over without even washing up.
Hermione was stunned for a moment, let go of her hands with a disappointed expression, and whispered in a low voice: "There is no flame, and there is no Patronus, so I can't read tonight."
"Reading——"
Loren reached out and pinched her cheeks and pulled them hard on both sides. He didn't let go until the girl screamed in pain. He asked angrily and funny: "Are you still reading?"
"Look!"
Hermione's fair face turned red, but she still endured the pain and replied weakly.
Loren couldn't help but laughed in anger. He sat up from the bed and glanced at the sky outside. There were beautiful ribbons of morning glow hanging in the sky. It was probably still early, at least the Grangers were not there yet. Go to work in the clinic.
"When did you wake up?"
"Just now."
"Have you had breakfast?"
"Not yet."
"Have you brushed your teeth and washed yourself?"
"No."
Yue asked Hermione's tone became weaker and her head lowered lower. She probably realized that this behavior was not appropriate.
Loren rolled out of bed, pulled on her slippers, and took her to the bathroom to wash up. There were many sets of spare toiletries in the cabinet. Loren took out a new toothbrush, squeezed the toothpaste and stuffed it into Hermione's mouth.
Orange fruit flavor, with the unique cooling effect of toothpaste.
He seems to particularly like orange flavor, and he also uses orange-flavored scented balls in his wardrobe.
Hermione glanced at the mirror in front of her. Both of them had just gotten up. She hadn't had time to take care of their hair, and her long hair was messy. He just had a vacation and he hadn't gotten a haircut yet, so his natural curls were messy.
Loren took the water in his own cup, rinsed his mouth first, then handed the cup to Hermione and started brushing his teeth.
Loren asked in a unclear voice: "Do you feel a little dizzy when you wake up in the morning?"
Hermione looked at him who was brushing his teeth, stood beside him and started brushing his teeth too, with toothpaste foam. Gradually filling her mouth, she answered with the same vague voice: "It seems a little."
Loren spat out the foam in her mouth, took the cup from her hand, took a sip of cold water and rinsed it again Mouth: "I discovered a long time ago that when the conscious body enters the book of fantasy, the outside body will not feel it, but the spirit will still be exhausted. And the sufficient energy in the body will make you unable to sleep, and this kind of fatigue will be even more uncomfortable."
Hermione brushed her teeth strictly according to the standard brushing method taught by the dentist's parents, so she had to go more slowly. Her mouth was still full of foam and she could only purr twice.
"It's not that I won't let you read..." Loren turned on the faucet and rinsed the toothbrush. After rinsing the toothbrush, the sound of rushing water stopped before continuing, "Let's make an agreement. In the book of fantasy, Time should be divided evenly according to reading, activities and rest. Do you agree? "
"Uh-huh!"
Hermione finally finished brushing her teeth, spit out the foam in her mouth, reached for the cup, and took a sip of some cold water to rinse her mouth.
Feeling the taste of toothpaste reappearing in her mouth, Hermione's hand holding the toothbrush and cup suddenly froze, and her face began to feel hot.
Just now Loren seemed to have left some toothpaste foam on the rim of the cup.
(End of this chapter)