days at Hogwarts

Chapter 482 Am I a prophet? (page 12)

Loren looked at the shyness on her fair face, resisted the urge to reach out and pinch it, and a smile broke out on her face.

He could guess what was written in the letter without asking him...

"What did Monica say in the letter?" Loren leaned closer and asked in a low voice.

He grabbed another strand of hair and twisted it around his fingers, making Hermione feel confused. Her face was sullen and she didn't want to pay attention to him. She lowered her head and continued reading.

But the words in the book suddenly became unfamiliar, the words and sentences became obscure and difficult to understand, and I couldn't understand them.

Hermione took a breath and read the content in her heart: "In 1811, they voluntarily gave up the opportunity to be [human] because they were unwilling to be separated from dark creatures such as dominatrixes and vampires..."

"Ok?"

Who doesn't want to be separated with dark creatures and voluntarily give up the opportunity to be a [human]?

Hermione sorted through her chaotic thoughts and looked at the previous row silently——

It's a mermaid.

She pursed her lips in annoyance, blaming this person for interfering beside her, which made her unable to read the book.

Loren held her hair and looked out the window, just in time to catch up with the full moon rising from the distant mountains, casting down the moonlight like running water, which was cold and soft.

"Hermione, it's still a while before lights out, how about we go to the tower to watch the stars?"

There was a glint in Hermione's bright eyes, but she said seriously. "I want to read a book."

Loren snorted: "Hermione, I have a problem with my astronomy homework. Can you help me?"

"What's the problem?" Hermione looked at him seriously, with a professorial look on her face, "Astronomy can't just be done by reading books and calculations, it must be combined with reality. I think it is necessary to go to the tower to compare the stars and observe them carefully."

"You're right, Professor Granger!" Loren said seriously, with only the exploration and curiosity of astronomical knowledge in his eyes.

The two wizards who loved astronomy left the lounge hand in hand, leaving behind a confused Harry and Ron.

Ron looked at Harry, a little confused: "The two of them just said they were dating when they were dating. Why did they make it so complicated? Are they lying to themselves?"

I don't understand, completely confused.

Harry sighed deeply: "Falling in love makes people stupid..."

"You sound like Dumbledore when you say that."

"Yes, yes, I am the principal you imitate!"

"..."

Listening to the two people's playful laughter, Ginny came to her side at some point and asked softly: "Harry, I have encountered a problem in my transfiguration homework. I want you to help me look at it." …”

"What's the problem, show me?" Ron suddenly became interested and reached for her notebook, but was slapped on the back of his hand by his sister. The sound was clear and painful, and he grinned in pain.

"Do your homework!"

……

Late night in the Gryffindor common room.

After twelve o'clock, the candles and lanterns on the ceiling and walls gradually went out, and the deep night spread along the windows into the lounge. The little wizards gradually dispersed, and the huge room soon became silent, empty, and sank into darkness. in the darkness.

The young couple who returned late from a date woke up the fat lady who was already sleeping, opened the portrait hole with the password for a new day, and returned to the lounge amidst a burst of complaints from the fat lady.

Only a few candles and the remaining fire in the fireplace provided light, but it was also partially obscured by a strange-looking candlestick.

Loren and Hermione didn't care. They walked slowly in the extremely dark room, groping carefully without being impatient at all. They had good reason to warn themselves: this was all for safety reasons, in case they accidentally stumbled. Actually, it would be bad to disturb Madam Pomfrey at night.

Come to the solid wood stairs.

Hermione stood in front of the steps with a serious expression and looked at him seriously: "Do you remember the position of Jupiter clearly?"

She wore a long lavender down jacket, and the fluffy clothes made her look smaller. The weak light shone on her delicate and white face, which revealed a youthful exuberance.

It was so quiet here that Loren could hear his own heartbeat: "Remember, Professor Granger!"

"Good night then?"

Hermione looked up at him, her eyes bright and alert.

There must be magic in those eyes, some unfathomable spiritual magic.

Loren was immediately fascinated. He unconsciously held up the white and smooth little face in front of him and kissed it naturally.

The little witch's eyes suddenly opened wide, realizing that this was a polite and thoughtful goodnight kiss, so she raised her head slightly and closed her eyes to cooperate with him.

"..."

This ceremony lasted a little too long.

Hermione's cheeks felt hot and her whole body started to feel hot. A blush appeared on her cheeks. Her eyelashes trembled slightly and she couldn't help opening her eyes, just in time to meet Loren's eyes that were looking at her quietly.

"It's time to say goodbye!" Hermione signaled with her eyes, but found that the man was pretending to be confused. Not only did he not end it, he even sucked on it.

"!!"

The little witch took hold of the flexibility and bit it shyly.

"hiss--"

Loren let go and covered his mouth, complaining resentfully: "You can obviously push me away with your hands, but you insist on biting me!"

"Mom said you can't always accommodate boys..."

Hermione said with a smile, and walked up the stairs with a flick of her hair, tapping her toes lightly on the ground, walking briskly and lively.

……

The first morning of the new semester.

Loren tore the slices of bread in his hand into strips, soaked them in milk and then swallowed them slowly, with graceful and slow movements.

Harry and Ron couldn't help but glance at him. It was strange that he didn't usually move quickly and wolf down every meal...

New learning, new attitude?

Hermione drank the sweet pumpkin juice with a smile on her lips and narrowed her eyes, like Crookshanks lying in the sun, her eyelashes dyed golden by the goose-yellow candlelight.

Loren put down the cup expressionlessly, turned to look at her, and spoke with unclear words: "I will return it!"

Hermione's smile faded and her expression became serious.

After breakfast time, the little wizards rushed to various classrooms carrying books, parchment and quills as usual. The fourth year Gryffindors were a little more relaxed, as they had all morning outdoor lessons.

The grounds were still covered with thick snow, and there were fine condensation on the greenhouse windows. They couldn't see what was happening outside the windows while they were taking herbal medicine classes. No one wanted to attend a Care of Magical Creatures class in weather like this.

Ron had just finished shoveling a large bucket of humus: "Be happy, friends, at least the Blast-Ended Skrewts will keep us warm. They will either chase us around, or they will explode a lot of sparks that will make Hagrid's firewood burn. Build a fire."

The little wizards turned even paler when they heard this.

No one expected that Professor Hagrid gave them a surprise.

After the class bell rang, Hagrid led them through the stables. The huge Beauxbatons runes stood there, clinging to each other to resist the cold. They walked towards a big tree on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Under the tree There is a beautiful adult unicorn on a leash.

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