"If it weren't for me, those old books might have piled up there, but I found that one among tens of thousands of old books at a glance." "

"Yes yes yes, we Hermione get the most credit. "

Altaïr echoed.

Hermione's cheeks rose with a layer of blush, and she glanced at him slightly, although her face was very immature, but Altaïr inexplicably felt a hint of sexiness.

"What are we!"

Hermione muttered, then stopped speaking, her head bowed, the fork in her hand pulling back and forth on the mashed potatoes.

The tips of her ears were a little red.

Neville next to Altaïr pursed his lips, suddenly feeling that he had no appetite.

At noon, before the meal was full, he was poured with dog food.

School days are really hard.

I miss my grandma.

Just like that, the days were flat again, and the Quidditch teams of the various houses began training every day, because after Halloween, the Quidditch games of the houses were about to begin.

The other little wizards, led by the prefects, began to prepare for the Halloween banquet.

Altaïr was still refining orc potions as usual during this period, and the horse blood collected a few days ago was sorted out by him, which was enough to make four hundred bottles of strong orc potions.

The remaining materials have not yet been collected, but Altaïr is not in a hurry.

After refining three more bottles of orc potions, Altaïr left the Room of Requirement, and when he came out of here, he accidentally ran into a person.

Looking at the appearance of the other party, Altaïr had a guess in his heart.

"You, hello..."

Zhang Qiu obviously did not expect to meet Altaïr on the eighth floor, and said hello to Altaïr a little at a loss.

She obviously knew Altaïr, and in fact, many wizards of other grades knew Altaïr.

The genius little wizard of Slytherin, but somewhat maverick, is a little Muggle wizard, and is said to be closely related to a little wizard of the same Muggle family as Gryffindor.

The Weasley twins say they are a schoolboy couple....

"Hello, my name is Altaïr. "

Altaïr looked at Zhang Qiu, he had never seen her before, but there seemed to be few Asians in Hogwarts, and she looked very beautiful, as if only Zhang Qiu was.

"My name is Cho Chang and I am a second-year wizard in Ravenclaw..."

Compared with Zhang Qiu in the movie, this Zhang Qiu is much better-looking, at least worthy of the description in the book, Altaïr looked at her and felt that she might have a bit of Western Regions blood, after all, she actually looks quite like a certain star in the later life, that Chong Ha~

"Ravenclaw's common room isn't over here, is there?

Altaïr asked curiously, Ravencla's lounge was in Ravenclaw Tower, a separate tower of the castle.

Of course, he was mainly to find out the purpose of Zhang Qiu's coming here, and whether she saw herself come out of the Room of Requirement.

"No, I came to find a friend..."

Zhang Qiu didn't seem to be very good at talking to strangers, and he seemed a little cramped.

"Lee Jordan of Gryffindor, he's the Quidditch Cup commentator, I want to find out about the preparation of the Quidditch Cup..."

After Zhang Qiu finished speaking, he added.

"I'm an alternate on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team and can only do a few simple things like this. "

Altaïr knew that Zhang Qiu seemed to have become a Ravenclaw Seeker later, but it seemed that the fourth year had only officially started, and it was in that game that he met Harry in the third year, which was the first time the two met.

"So it is. "

Altaïr nodded, not caring, as long as the guy didn't notice that he came out of the room of requirement.

"Then don't bother you, I'll go first, I wish you a pleasant afternoon." "

"Oh, okay, thank you, that, goodbye. "

Zhang Qiu didn't know what he was talking about, but he saw the gentleman Altaïr smile, and then his body opened a little sideways, and Zhang Qiu walked over in a daze.

The Gryffindor lounge is on the eighth floor.

It wasn't until he walked out for a distance that Zhang Qiu came back to his senses, quietly turned his head to take a look, and found that Altaïr was still there smiling at her.

I couldn't help but feel my cheeks hot, nodded my head and ran away in a hurry.

"He's such a gentleman, but he came looking for that little Gryffindor witch, right?"

Thinking like this, Zhang Qiu patted his hot cheek and exhaled a long breath.

Watching Zhang Qiu disappear around the corner and make sure that she didn't find the Room of Requirement, Altaïr turned and left.

"A decent encounter. "

After living here for eleven years, Altaïr met an Asian for the first time, and this familiar feeling made Altaïr feel good.

At dinner in the evening, Hermione gave Altaïr a large package.

"What is it?"

Altaïr squeezed it twice, and the contents were very light, it should be some kind of clothing.

"It's a white sheet, I've cut a couple of holes in it... There are two days left before the Halloween party, and it's good to put it on your head. "

Hermione explained to Altaïr.

She spends Halloween every year, wearing a grimace, dressing up in fancy costumes, and knocking on neighbors' doors.

"Trick or treat without sugar!"

Hermione taught Altaïr like this.

"I think Professor McGonagall, Professor Sprout, and Headmaster Dumbledore should give us candy... Especially Headmaster Dumbledore, they said that Mr. Headmaster loves candy the most..."

"Forget about Professor Snape, I don't dare go... When I was at home, my father didn't let me eat too much candy, he was a dentist, you remember. "

"But this time, I plan to ask for more, I have become a wizard, I should not be afraid of tooth decay..."

Hermione began to talk to herself as she spoke, and Altaïr smiled all over her face, feeling that Hermione was still very cute at this time.

(Bosses, ask for a flower evaluation ticket monthly pass~~)

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