Hogwarts: Harley from The Witch Way

Harry pulled Hermione, and the two returned to the Gryffindor common room.

A Halloween dinner was being held in the common room, and it was very lively. But Harry and Hermione simply ate something, and then returned to their dormitory.

Although the two of them didn't smell much, the stench from the troll really made the two girls feel nauseous when they thought about it.

The situation was urgent before, and the two of them didn't care, or they didn't react.

But now that they are completely relaxed, the girls will feel very sick when they think about it.

After washing up, Harry lay on the bed in his pajamas, admiring and playing with a magic mirror.

It was this magic mirror that played a big role in the previous battle, transmitting a lot of Harry's power from a long distance, making the whole battle look so free and easy.

At this time, Hermione suddenly opened the curtain on Harry's bed, and got in with her pillow in her arms.

What's wrong? Harry felt a little surprised, and put away the magic mirror casually.

It's nothing. Hermione said in an inaudible voice, I just can't sleep, so...

Harry moved aside to make room for Hermione. Fortunately, the beds provided by Hogwarts are big enough to sleep two people at once.

But Hermione just tossed the pillow aside and jumped right on top of Harry.

The matted hair had been washed and dried with magical flames.

Now Hermione's head rested on Harry's smooth belly, making Harry feel itchy and very comfortable.

Thank you, Harry. Hermione said in an almost inaudible voice, as if feeling very embarrassed,

Thank you for not abandoning me, but for saving me. If it wasn't for you, I would have died there.

It's nothing. Harry carefully pulled himself out from under Hermione's head, and moved Hermione's head to his lap.

While chatting with Hermione, she subconsciously began to play with Hermione's hair.

These matted brown hair are the most tenacious hair Harley has ever seen and groomed, so Halle can't put it down.

I said I would not leave you alone. I will always be your best friend and bestie and will always be by your side.

This will never change. While speaking, Harry gently stroked Hermione's cheek with the back of one hand.

Hermione's face turned red and she began to feel a little hot. After a little hesitation, she asked nonuo: But why do people hate me?

In the afternoon, obviously I also succeeded.

But other students chose to ask you for advice, but no one came to me to ask how to release this magic.

I feel that what Ron said is not nonsense, that's how other students see me.

and……

Hermione seemed speechless.

Harry's hand slowly slid down to Hermione's collarbone, using past experience, while asking inductively:

What's the matter? If you have something on your mind, you can choose to confide in me.

...and I've been thinking about it all afternoon, Hermione soon felt extremely soft all over her body, very comfortable and relaxed.

Her face became hot, and she said everything in her heart in a daze,

Harry, I think I'm really not as good as you. You have better grades than me, are good at sports, and are so proficient in magic. And you're so popular!

and I? Apart from good grades, I can be said to be useless!

My sports are not good, I can only say that I can barely ride a broom. In terms of learning, I can only memorize by rote, and I am not good at using magic.

More importantly, I... I feel like the whole Gryffindor House hates me!

Why? Why are they doing this? I'm obviously working hard to earn points for the academy, and I'm working hard for the honor of Gryffindor.

But while they were wasting my hard-earned points, they brutalized me.

My emotional intelligence is not high, but I am not stupid. How could I not see these details? It's just that I usually don't want to recall it subconsciously...

Hermione poured out her heart in a haze, telling Harry her emotions. Unknowingly, tears appeared in her eye sockets, as if she was about to cry.

Harry smiled, and after listening to her patiently, he opened his mouth and said:

Hermione, you are just too strict with them. The people around are only eleven years old, the age that can't bear to be lectured the most.

Believe me, as long as you don't ask others so strictly, then you will be a lot easier.

Hermione, don't worry. It's been a long time, isn't it? We still have time to change.

Don't worry, I'm still by your side. Go to sleep, after you sleep, all these troubles will be forgotten.

Spirituality surged in the tent, and Hermione fell into a deep sleep.

Harry let out a long breath. Solving the psychological problems of little girls is really not my strong point!

And Harry still can't tell the truth. Should she tell Hermione that the world is not black and white, with gray in between?

Hermione's behavior does seem right, in line with the rules.

But Gryffindor itself is not a house that cares much about rules, so Hermione naturally appears to be very out of group and suffers from exclusion.

There were other reasons why Hermione was unpopular, but they weren't easy to name.

Simply Hermione was asleep now, freeing Harley from having a headache and struggling to deal with her psychological problems.

Falling asleep at last. Harry muttered secretly, But the harvest has finally paid off! Such a pure and flawless soul, whether it is used as an anchor or trained as a helper in the future, is very good.

And...forget it, don't want to. I have to go to sleep too. Ah, it's going to be a wonderful night!

Saying that, Harry tried his best to move Hermione onto the pillow, and extinguished the light in the dormitory by himself.

...

At this time, in Dumbledore's headmaster's office, the headmaster was spending a sleepless night.

...I see, Minerva. Professor Dumbledore flipped through a detailed report in front of him and said softly at the same time,

Let me consider the rest of the matter, you go to rest first!

Professor McGonagall nodded in front of Professor Dumbledore, and then quickly left the principal's office.

And Professor Snape was still in the headmaster's office.

Severus, did you find anything unusual tonight? Dumbledore flipped through the report without looking up, watching the autopsy of the troll by the three senior professors.

No. Professor Snape said confidently, I found out this evening that Harry didn't attend the Halloween dinner.

So I figured she must not know there were trolls in the castle, so I went straight to her. And I ran into Weasley on the road, which just proved my guess.

So on the fourth floor, when my magic was triggered, I didn't get there in time.

Professor Dumbledore couldn't help but twitched his mouth when he heard what Professor Snape said so confidently, and looked up at him:

Severus, I must remind you that Harley is not Lily...

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Professor Snape.

I know, said Professor Snape coldly, but she is one of the few traces of Lily left in this world.

So whoever dares to harm her, I will kill him! Not even Voldemort, I say!

Dumbledore sighed and fell silent.

Headache, until now to write out. I hate being sick.

The state is extremely poor at night. I don’t know the quality of the written ones? Tell me directly if you are not satisfied, or tell me in the group. I'll look at it tomorrow when I get up and change it.