[HP]Love and Hogwarts

With the arrival of spring, the severe cold is receding step by step, the ice and snow are melting, the weather is no longer bad, the rain has returned to normal, and the number of rainy days in three days has decreased.

The Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff is coming soon, but it has nothing to do with Slytherin, who was defeated at the beginning of the match. Kahn still needs to solve a lot of homework and practice spells every day, at a fixed time. Maintaining the wand in the hope that it will foster feelings of affection.

Malfoy preferred Professor Snape's Potions class to Charms. If he finished his homework and didn't want to play cards or bothered Harry, he would take out the cauldron and ponder it with Kahn. A potion with unknown effects.

In the library, Kahn sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a huge illustration of magical creatures and reading it with gusto. She was sitting in a remote place, surrounded by only a few students sitting at the table next to the bookshelf on the other side, quietly looking down at their books or turning over their homework.

"It's on that bookshelf. I can't remember it wrong. Miss Granger, instead of doubting me, you should go and see it for yourself first. I'm pretty sure it hasn't been borrowed." Mrs. Pince, the librarian, said unkindly. The sound reached Kahn's sensitive ears.

Then Hermione said in the same unhappy voice: "I'm sorry, Mrs. Pince, but I wasn't doubting you - I'll look for it again."

Kahn took his head out of the book and sat on the edge of the bookshelf without moving even half a step. He just stretched his head out of curiosity to see what Hermione was looking for.

Hermione walked back and forth next to the surprisingly heavy bookshelf she had just taken, looking anxious. After she searched again to no avail, she turned back to Mrs. Pince and asked what she had just asked. She said it again.

Perhaps because she felt that she had indeed searched carefully but could not find it, Mrs. Pingsi finally put down her work and left the table, preparing to go and find the book for her personally.

She led Hermione straight towards the row of bookshelves. She was familiar with the placement of all the books in the library, but she searched around but came back in vain just like Hermione.

"Okay, you're right." She pushed her eyes, walked to the reading area and said, "But I'm sure that book has not been borrowed. You can look for it among the students reading here." After that, she She returned to her desk with the book borrowing list in her arms.

It was morning, and there would be a second Quidditch match at eleven o'clock. Except for those who had important information that needed to be checked, no one wanted to come here at this hour; looking at the few sparse figures, Mrs. Pince looked mercilessly. Looking back, Hermione had no choice but to lift her legs and walk that way.

"Hi, good morning, Hermione." Before she was about to reach them, Kahn called to her with the books floating beside her, "I heard what you said to Mrs. Pince - I guess you are looking for this?" "

Hermione turned around and her eyes were immediately drawn to the book beside her. She nodded quickly and pulled Kahn to sit down at an empty table, "Great, Kahn, I'm looking for it!"

"You look very anxious." Kahn took the book into his hand and passed it to her.

She cleared her throat, raised her head slightly, and raised her voice with bravado: "I am reading a decrypted book, and there is a level in it that is related to a magical creature."

Looking at her anxious look just now, even if Kahn believed that the beggar on the roadside grinned at her with a gold tooth, he did not believe what she said.

"Then give it to me if you like it." Kahn nodded to her and stood up to find a new book to read. By the way, he pretended not to hear Hermione's relieved voice behind him.

After a while, when she had two books in her hands and was wondering which one to read first, Hermione had already read what she wanted, and quickly turned to Kahn like a top, and said Thank you and ran out of the library door.

Eleven o'clock is coming, the Quidditch match is about to start, and the few remaining Ravenclaw students in the library have also left. Kahn is still sitting directly holding the book as he did before Hermione came. On the ground, she didn't plan to go to the game. Malfoy had forced her to go the previous few times. Now that Slytherin had lost the battle, he was like a rooster that had been suddenly plucked, and he didn't grab her with any force. She went to watch the game, but instead advised her not to go.

Even so, he took Goyle and Crabbe to the game, saying that he wanted to boo Gryffindor with other Slytherins.

The clock struck eleven o'clock. Kahn sat and stretched his neck. Mrs. Pince, who was writing information at the desk, covered her mouth and yawned. The atmosphere suddenly became drowsy.

This sense of stasis was quickly broken. Malfoy ran in in high spirits, making a loud sound every time he stepped on the floor. Mrs. Pince frowned and glared at him.

Malfoy was not interested in seeing what her expression was like. Instead, when he ran halfway, he immediately shouted after seeing Kahn: "Come out quickly, Kahn, what a pity you didn't see it right away when you stayed here!" , come out quickly——"

"Please be quiet!" Mrs. Pince finally interrupted him unbearably.

Malfoy suppressed his overly smug smile and glanced at Mrs. Pince. He was quite reserved and said nothing. He just waited for Kahn to jog to his side, picked her up and rushed to the door, putting his boots on the floor. There was a snapping sound once again.

As soon as he left the library, he smiled broadly and said loudly: "The Slytherin heir did not disappear as those Muggles expected. He finally appeared again! This time he took away Gryffindor's mud. kind."

"Oh - who?" Kahn nodded and asked without interest.

For some reason, he looked at her slowly before saying, "Hermione Granger."

"...That's it." It seemed that she was attacked as soon as she went out.

"Anyway, now Professor Snape wants everyone to go back to the lounge quickly, and we should go back quickly. He seems to be going to say something."

When the two of them returned to the Slytherin House lounge, they happened to catch up with the last group. Snape was standing in the middle of the lounge, his face definitely not unclear, and he looked as relaxed and comfortable as if he had eaten a meal and was taking a walk. .

"The school's new rules." He motioned the students to quiet down with a look, then raised his wand and clicked it in the air, and a trace of writing appeared out of thin air.

As if saying that this rule was unnecessary, the corners of his mouth twitched down in obedience, and he tapped his wand twice in the air: "All students must return to the common room of their college before 6 p.m. No student is allowed to If you leave the dormitory after this time, you will have to be escorted by a teacher every time you go to class—tsk.”

He clicked his tongue impatiently, "No student is allowed to use the bathroom without a teacher. All Quidditch practices and games have been postponed - great, I don't think this will affect you. "Snape gave each of the Slytherin players a cold smile.

Malfoy next to Kahn lowered his noble head appropriately. After Snape said this, he had no intention of staying here for a long time. He flicked the non-existent dust on his robe and looked away. He walked out of the lounge with a sideways glance.

As soon as he left, there was an explosion in the lounge, and everyone was laughing loudly and discussing the attack. Kahn thought silently for a while, stuffed the unregistered books he had just taken out of the library into his pocket, turned around and wanted to walk out.

Malfoy grabbed her wrist, "Where are you going? Didn't you hear what Professor Snape just said? You must be escorted by a teacher if you want to leave the lounge."

"I haven't said goodbye to the professor yet." She gave a random excuse.

"What's there to say?" Malfoy didn't believe it. Although she had deceived him many times with her serious look, if you pay more attention, you could find that her lying skills were really bad. It was basically like telling the truth directly. Having said that, she was able to deceive people just like that, and it was all because of her face that remained calm no matter what she said, making people doubt whether there was something wrong with her own inference.

"Okay, let's not talk about it then." Kahn looked at the door and sighed slightly, slapping away his hand that grabbed her wrist, "I'll go up and take down my crucible, and spend the afternoon here. Time, it is estimated that we will not be able to let you go out in the afternoon - by the way, you must be escorted by a teacher when you go out, can I designate Professor Snape?"

"Who knows." Malfoy didn't like all the teachers at Hogwarts, but he thought Snape was acceptable.

Kahn spent an afternoon making three pots of beans that animals love to eat. After cleaning the pots and putting them away, he took out four or five more potatoes from his pocket, conjured up a few iron picks and put them on, and squatted down leisurely. Potatoes were roasted by the fire.

Seeing her happily eating three of them, Malfoy also took one out of curiosity, took a bite, and spat it out intact.

"Why doesn't it taste good?" he asked in disbelief, looking at Kahn who was still eating.

"I never said it was delicious." Kahn swallowed the last bite and licked his fingers, not understanding why he looked like this.

——Malfoy realized that he still knew too little about his good friend.

When Professor Snape had just announced the new rules and left, Kahn did want to go to the secret room for a moment, but even without Malfoy's hold, she would only have walked two steps in the direction of the secret room at most. Step, then calmly turn back and continue doing your own thing.

Since she didn't say it at the beginning, she won't say it later. There was no use in entering the secret room. Although she didn't mind, she didn't want to take the initiative to kill Tom Riddle, but the petrified Hermione wasn't that important to her yet.

While roasting the new pumpkins, Kahn mentally calculated when Professor Sprout's mandrakes would mature, and finally found to his disappointment that the semester was almost over.