[HP] Hogwarts students

The day to go to Hogsmeade has been posted this afternoon, just before Halloween at the end of October.

The entire third grade and above students were caught up in frenzied anticipation. After being trapped in the castle for several months, they were finally able to go out for a stroll. Even if it was just a small town, it was exciting enough.

Parvati made a long list of our time and place arrangements; Lavender prepared all his savings and seemed to be bleeding his wallet at Miss Sandy; even Hermione and Ron Also began to discuss which stores are more worth visiting.

Regarding Harry's question, I didn't turn around for a while, because the four of us have been acting together for so long. Even when we went to Hogsmeade, I thought about going to Lavender and the others first. Miss Tee, go and join them again.

"What?" I couldn't help asking him in confusion, "Do you have other arrangements? Of course I'm going with you!"

"I mean, just the two of us." Speaking later, his voice changed, like that of an adolescent boy, "Hermione and Ron have other arrangements."

"Huh? Do we have one?" Ron looked at Hermione suspiciously, and she blinked at him. "Oh, yes. We have other arrangements."

Something is wrong.I narrowed my eyes and looked at the two of them suspiciously. Why would Hermione want to go to Hogsmeade alone with Ron?

But when I turned around and saw Harry looking at me eagerly, I had no choice but to agree softly: "Of course, Harry. But I will go to Miss Sandy with Lavender and the others first, and we will meet at the Three Broomsticks later. how is it?"

"Of course!" Harry replied cheerfully, and Hermione, relieved, grabbed her spoon again to eat the soup.

From that day on, I began to unconsciously pay attention to the atmosphere between Hermione and Ron, and the longer I observed, the more I felt that under their usual rough-and-tumble exchanges, there were hidden little thoughts.

For example, Hermione is very picky about Ron's taste; Ron always likes to look at Hermione immediately after telling a bad joke.I feel like I've discovered a big secret, but I can't tell other people. If the relationship between them hasn't reached that level yet, it's not good for me to let it go!

But I can't tell Parvati and Lavender, but I can tell Harry.

On a Friday night, I sat in an armchair by the fire with a copy of Witch Fashion in my hand, but my mind was not on the book at all, I was watching Ron surreptitiously through the gap above the book. and Hermione.

They were sitting on a chair not far from me, and they were getting together to complete the two star charts for astronomy class. They invited me to join them, but unfortunately my star charts had already been drawn.

And the person I was waiting for finally came back. Harry, who had just escaped from Quidditch training, was crawling in through the hole in the lounge, with a cold breath all over his body.Trying not to attract their attention, I waved at Harry with an outstretched hand.

Harry spotted me as soon as his feet hit the ground, and walked over with a twinkle in his eyes.It happened that Ron was pestering Hermione, trying to copy her chart, but she shook her head slightly and pushed her back.

"What's the matter?" Harry saw that I kept booing him with my index finger on my lips, so he carefully lowered his voice and sat down next to me, "Why do you speak in such a low voice?"

"Look at Ron and Hermione." I stepped aside, pulled him directly into my armchair and sat down, staring at the two together heads without blinking, lying quietly on the bed. Harry whispered, "Look at them!"

He turned his head and glanced at the two of them absent-mindedly, and asked inexplicably, "I see, they are doing their homework, what's the matter?...By the way, speaking of star charts, I haven't done mine yet." Harry was somewhat Said angrily.

"You can copy mine." I casually handed him the star chart in my satchel, "You can observe carefully again, can you?"

"Don't you think there's a little...huh?" I raised my eyebrows at him with a smirk.

"They haven't quarreled very much recently." Harry curled up on the other side of the armchair, dragged his schoolbag over, took out parchment, ink and quill, and started to do his homework. "Isn't that a good thing?"

Forget it, what's the point of gossiping with this fool who hasn't been in a relationship.I sighed involuntarily, my desire to gossip was not relieved at all, and I even thought I might as well talk to Percy, at least he had a girlfriend.

I slammed the book shut and got up from the armchair.Harry, who was next to me, suddenly fell into the chair. He turned his head with an "ouch" and looked at me with puzzled eyes: "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to Fred and George," I said grimly. "I want to ask them what Zonko's Joke Shop has."

"You don't have to go find them!" Harry said in a panic, throwing the quill away and grabbing my wrist. "You know what? They gave me something this afternoon, and you must like it."

"What?" Looking at his green eyes full of candlelight, my unhappiness was like a deflated ball, and it disappeared with a poof, "Is it a new product they invented recently? "

"It's very similar, but they say it's not." Harry lowered his voice mysteriously, "Sit down and wait for me for a while, until I finish marking the remaining stars—"

I have to say that what he said really aroused my strong curiosity, so I had to sit back reluctantly.The surrounding chairs were all taken by others, so the two of us had to rub together and share the same chair.

"That's great!" I leaned my face on his back, and Harry's back muscles were tense, "Fortunately, my earrings have been taken off, how can I bear the days when I can't hug you?"

"Um... that's right." Harry's tone was light and misty, and his voice was drawn out, as if from another world, "Are your parents still in the United States?"

"Yes, but they will be back soon." I shook my body excitedly, "The letter they wrote back to me was simple, but very fun! Jason was fired from Ilvermorny, he His uncle—the wizard who made the love potion was imprisoned, and his father was also given 'forgetfulness', and his mother, the poor witch, finally got rid of the love potion."

"She has divorced her husband and immediately returned to Latin America with her own property - I don't know which country she is a witch from."

"This news is great!" At some point, Hermione and Ron had finished their homework, and they were looking at us with bright eyes at the moment, "This is the ending we deserved."

"Who says no? When Mom and Dad come back, I'll ask them for more details, and then I'll pass them on to you." I smiled and clapped hands with Ron, "Have you finally finished your homework?"

"Yeah, you—" Ron looked at us strangely.

"—have you finished?" Hermione interrupted him hastily, "I mean, Harry's homework."

"It's finished." Harry quickly gathered the remaining parchment and stuffed it all into his schoolbag. "Come on, Ron, Hermione. I want to show you this too."

In accordance with old habits, we walked into an almost exclusive corner.I have tidied up the place very well, except that it is not next to the stove, everything else is very nice.I specially lit a few essential oils on the window sill to make it fragrant.

"Ah--" Harry rubbed his nose, and Ron fanned his nostrils with his hands bitterly: "What does it smell like?"

"Uh, I don't know." I approached quietly, facing them and put the aromatherapy into my satchel. "It's strong enough, isn't it?"

Hermione plopped into her chair: "Harry, what do you want to show us? Better hurry, I have to go back and feed Crookshanks."

"Look at this." Harry couldn't hide his excitement and mystery. He took out a piece of old parchment from his schoolbag, and there was no word on it. "What an amazing thing!"

"Uh, is there something wrong with my eyes, or..." Ron said hesitantly, "If you ask me, the most amazing thing about this piece of parchment is that it's so old that it hasn't broken."

"I solemnly swear that I will do no good." Harry drew his wand, still with that enigmatic smile on his face, and tapped the parchment lightly.

In an instant, thin lines of ink spread like spider webs from where the wand tip touched, connecting each other, criss-crossing, and extending to every corner of the parchment; then on the top appeared the words, green flowers In BIG PRINT: Moonface, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs, gentlemen for helping magical mischief-makers, presents the Marauder's Map.

The map shows all the details of Hogwarts castle and grounds, but most unusually, there are many small black dots moving across the map, each with a name in extremely small letters.

We couldn't help getting closer, trying to examine each name on it carefully, and Hermione couldn't help but gasped. "It takes so much effort and so many profound spells to complete such a map..." She looked at the parchment obsessively, as if she wanted to hold the whole parchment in her arms and study it.

I saw that in the Gryffindor lounge, the names of the four of us were close together; a black dot marked Alison was moving in the corridor on the third floor, and as a prefect, she should be on the night patrol; followed by Professor Dumbledore was pacing in the study, Professor Lupine was motionless in the staff lounge, and Professor Snape was occasionally walking around in the potions office on the basement level.

"Moonface, Wormtail, Padfoot, Prongs. Who are they?" Ron exclaimed, "This is... what a genius, having a map like this is a must in the years of studying at Hogwarts." It's like a fish in water!"

"This is too amazing!" I opened my mouth wide and looked up, Harry was looking at me triumphantly, as if he had succeeded in showing off: "I saw where you were this afternoon, Kelly You've been in the break room, haven't you?"

"Yes!" I couldn't help but nodded, "Where did this thing come from?"

"...taken from Filch's office." He cast a sudden glance at Ron, who was still studying the map and couldn't find it. "In a filing cabinet drawer marked 'Confiscated Items Highly Dangerous'."

Immediately afterwards, while Ron wasn't paying attention, he leaned into my ear secretly and said, "Fred and George gave it to me. I think it's best not to let Ron know."

He was too close to me when he spoke, I couldn't help but pursed my lips and moved my ears, and nodded with a serious face: "So, you can also know the map of Hogsmeade with this?"

"That won't work," Harry said regretfully. "The Marauder's Map only shows Hogwarts school, and you can't see anything outside the school."

"Then why did you stop me from going to them before? You obviously don't know about the latest new products in Zuko's Joke Shop." I frowned at him pretending to be angry.

"Uh—" Harry choked up, stuttering at what to explain.