Hogwarts: The Book of Laws

It was noon, and Hermione and Ryan were walking to Hogsmeade Station. There was light snow falling in the sky, and the whole land was white.

"I thought my parents would take me abroad to play, but who knew that an investor had invested in a small ski resort in the countryside where my grandparents lived. It happened to open recently and gave a lot of coupons to nearby residents, so I’m going back this Christmas.”

"It's not that I don't want to go back to the countryside, but this is different from what I thought at the beginning. It's a bit disappointing."

Hermione lowered her head, looked at the ground carefully, walked forward slowly, and kept complaining about the Grangers.

"That's not bad. At least I can ski. I've never skied in my life."

Lean walked beside Hermione, watching the crowds of people spreading into the distance on this bluestone path.

Hermione was silent for a moment, and then said angrily: "How about you spend Christmas at my house this time?"

Rean was a little surprised and turned to look at Hermione. But Hermione had already buried her little head in the large scarf, so that no one could see her expression.

However, you can guess from the exposed red ear that the little girl must be feeling very uneasy at this moment.

Hermione could clearly hear her own heartbeat "thumping, thumping" at this moment. The little girl was blaming herself for being shameless for taking Lean back for Christmas; and for a while she was thinking about taking Lean back there. Seeing the scene, Hermione couldn't help but grin when she thought of her parents' surprised looks; for a moment, she was worried that Lean would reject her, and she couldn't help but frown.

Rean thought for a while and finally decided to reject Hermione. The two of them were too young now, and he also wanted to visit Malfoy Manor.

"Sorry, Hermione, I've planned this Christmas vacation a long time ago, and I really can't spare any time. How about next Christmas?" Lean said, paused, "And I'm afraid that your father will take it with you." That pistol of his hunted me, and although I am a wizard, I will still die if I am shot.”

When Hermione heard the first half of what he said, she almost burst into tears, but the second half of what Rean said made Hermione burst into laughter.

"My father doesn't know that." Hermione rubbed her eyes, sniffed her nose, and said to Lean with a smile.

"That's not necessarily true. To be honest, if my daughter dares to bring a boy home when she is thirteen years old in the future, I swear, I will break that boy's legs."

Lean said to Hermione seriously.

"That's not the case." Hermione rolled her eyes at Lean.

While talking, the two arrived at the station. The station is still so small and has not changed at all in a year. The little wizards were playing with each other at the station, and some were helping their friends pass their suitcases.

The little wizards are finally going home, of course they are happy. One is to stay away from the uncaught murderer in the castle, and the other is to have a holiday. Who doesn’t like a vacation, who doesn’t like a vacation without homework?

After handing the tickets in their hands to the ticket inspector, Lean and Hermione walked onto the train and found a compartment to sit down. There are still many empty compartments in the car at the moment, but they will probably be gone soon.

Many little wizards chose to go home this year, and everyone was worried about being petrified in the castle.

After the clock on the platform struck eleven, the train began to run slowly on the tracks.

"Would you like lunch?" Lean asked with a smile as he looked at the station that was slowly retreating.

Hogwarts prepares lunch for the little wizards. A large sandwich per person and a glass of juice are enough for the little wizards to have a full lunch.

Hermione shook her head, she wasn't very hungry at the moment.

The weather outside became even worse, the sky began to become gloomy, and the snowflakes began to gradually grow larger. Even with the sound of the train whistle in my ears, I could still hear the whistling wind outside, and a pattern began to form on the windows due to the temperature difference between inside and outside. Layer of white fog.

Hermione noticed this and began to draw various pictures on the glass with her fingers.

After a while, there were many more patterns on the windows, such as Santa Claus, elk, lions, cats, dogs and so on.

Hermione, who couldn't reach the upper part of the window while sitting, stood up and wanted to continue painting. But Lean pushed her onto the seat, then tapped the window with his finger. The original picture seemed to come alive and began to run towards the upper half of the glass. Eventually, the upper and lower pieces of glass seemed to be interchanged.

"Every time I look at it, I think it's really magical." Hermione exclaimed as she lay on the table, looking sideways at the window.

"Magic, it's indeed magical." Lien also sighed.

"By the way, this year's Christmas gift." Rean took out a beautifully wrapped box from his pocket.

"Why don't you wait until tomorrow and give it to me?"

"I'll give it to you now, I think you can't wait."

"Then let me see what it is."

Hermione opened the box and found a magic book inside.

"The First Curse?" Hermione read, "Wait, Lean, this is..."

"Hermione, I think you must also dabble in dark magic, otherwise you will suffer in the future. As for the Ministry of Magic's ban, that is even more fart. As long as you don't show your dark magic in public, the Ministry of Magic will not I will mind my own business. This is just the lowest level of black magic, nothing like that."

Low-level black magic will not change a person's mind, and high-level black magic can also resist its side effects.

Hermione hesitated and nodded. Recently, she feels that her progress in learning advanced magic is getting slower and slower. Now it is good to see black magic, maybe she can draw parallels.

In fact, this is indeed the case. Although magic spells such as falling apart are taught in schools and appear to be white magic, in fact they also need to be driven by hatred.

But because it does not distort people's will, it is temporarily classified as a white magic sequence.

After Hermione got the book, she put it away. But Lean saw her absent-minded look and said, "Hermione, if you want to read it, take it out and read it."

"But... won't this leave you cold?"

Lean smiled brightly, but Hermione kicked Lean shyly.

"Okay, you read a book, I just want to take a nap."

However, the two ate their lunch before reading and going to bed.

The house elf's cooking skills are still very good, even if the sandwich is cold, it is still delicious.

After eating and drinking, Lien took out a blanket from the box, lay down on the seat and fell asleep.

Hermione on the other side read a book for a while, and continued to doze off under the urging of her biological clock, and finally fell asleep on the table.