Ravenclaw's Sapphire

Even if I only experienced it once, the feeling of falling the second time is already very thin, and I no longer feel panic.When he opened his eyes, unexpectedly without any twists and turns, the small door representing the entrance of Zoe's mind image scenery appeared directly in front of Hermione.

It’s not that she didn’t think about who the “Zoe” she met when she came here for the first time, but Barbara told her not to think too deeply: “There are always many weird scenes in the spiritual world, you just take it Treat it as something false." Although Barbara told her so, is the feeling as if communicating with a real person really just a fictional illusion?

It's a pity that she didn't show up again this time.Hermione stood there and waited for 3 minutes, nothing happened, she walked forward, stretched out her hand and pushed open the wooden door for the second time.

*****

There was a warm breath blowing over his face.Although the place before entering did not make Hermione feel cold, once she stepped through the door, she could clearly feel the temperature change, which was very similar to the feeling of stepping into the three broomsticks.

"Welcome, sister Hermione! I'll make tea right away, let's find a place to sit first."

It was completely different from the guard and alienation of the first meeting. It was as if the ice in her heart had been melted. When Zooey saw her coming, she immediately burst into a dazzling and enthusiastic smile, and quickly jumped off the deck chair and ran. Come over and grab Hermione's arm, and half-drag her to the recliner she was sitting on before.

"Thank you..." To be honest, Hermione still couldn't get used to Zoe's childhood attitude and felt a little embarrassed, but she couldn't ignore the other party's friendliness, "What would you do if I sat here?"

"It's okay," Zooey smiled slyly, she just snapped her fingers, and a chair appeared in the open space beside her, "I can just sit here." She stared at Hermione, and looked at her Take pleasure in undisguised surprise, as any child expects a grown-up display of wonder after he has done something astonishing.

"This house is my world, Sister Hermione. I can make it do what I want."

As she said, a low table suddenly appeared between two chairs facing each other, with a teapot and two cups on it, and a plate of butter cookies.Zooey didn't even make a move, the teapot floated up by itself, pouring hot tea into the cup, which slowly fell into Hermione's hand.

"Why not use a cuter style?" Hermione couldn't help asking, the teacups in front of her were all common styles of porcelain white, not like the style that most girls would choose, you know, even Professor Trelawney's nagging The women in this class have both blue and pink in the choice of teacups, without feeling like an old man like Zoe.

"I don't think teacups are cute, shouldn't teacups be used for drinking water?"

Hermione looked around again, this room really lacked personality, gray walls, dilapidated reclining chairs, a burning fireplace, no frills, no self-existence, just like a cheap room in any cheap tavern, How could such an empty place be the landscape of Zoe Siegel's mind?

Hermione squeezed the rim of the cup tightly, and subconsciously poured a big mouthful of tea into her mouth. The hot tea almost made her spit out, not to mention that the tea was also bland and tasteless, probably only for thirst quenching.But she still showed a painful expression.

Zooey ran over quickly and leaned over carefully to look at her.Seeing that she cared so much, Hermione couldn't directly express her pain, so she suppressed the thought of spitting out the tea, and swallowed it.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Her voice was muffled, her tongue almost numb.Hermione struggled over and over in her heart, feeling guilty about the real Zoe (and quickly ignoring the eager part in her heart), then slowly reached out and touched Zoe's head, who was still looking worried.

It was warm and comfortable to the touch, probably because the other party's hair was very soft.On the contrary, the person whose head was touched had a very obvious shake at first, and subconsciously wanted to brush Hermione's hand away, but finally held back.Hermione was already taller than her, and when she looked down from above, she could see the red ears hidden in her hair.

Hermione had noticed it a long time ago, and it was very interesting to make Zoe blush.Mingming usually gives people a faint feeling, as if she is not interested in most things, and she is hardly obsessed with anything. Although she is also very considerate and gentle, and can tolerate her willfulness and bad temper, but basically she is with her. The word initiative has nothing to do with it. Sometimes even Hermione will suddenly feel a feeling of "something is missing".

However, when Zoe was shy, everything became alive. The blood-congested ears, trembling body and that calm face that still wanted to pretend nothing happened made people feel that The hypocritical and empty demeanor and the inorganic indifference that occasionally appeared were directly shattered into powder, and the blank scroll was painted, making it extremely eye-catching.

Hermione thought a lot, until the weak and suppressed protest below reached her ears: "It's, it's okay." When she came back to her senses, Hermione realized that if she didn't stop, she would be out of control. His face looked as if he was looking for a hole to stuff himself in.

She quickly raised her hand, and Zooey whimpered in a low voice, feeling like she was about to cry, very pitiful: "I'm sorry, Zooey... If you don't feel well next time, just reject me." Hermione thought Feeling more guilty.

But Zooey didn't say a word, just sat in her own chair in silence.Hermione felt that the atmosphere suddenly became awkward. She looked at Zoe with her head down anxiously, and didn't know what to say.

"Not angry either..." Zooey muttered.

"What?" Hermione asked subconsciously, she didn't hear clearly.

"I'm not angry, I'm just embarrassed...no one has ever done that to me before."

"But if it's sister Hermione, it's fine, because I like you very much." Zoe, who was in a mental state, was very straightforward. "If it's a sister who is willing to open this door, I am willing to accept it."

*****

How does it feel to suddenly have an extra sister?

It's really weird to be honest, you must know that Hermione's rationality has been telling her: no matter what, this child's true identity is also her friend and peer; but she still feels that she wants to hug her tightly and let her sit down. On his lap, pampering her wantonly, especially when those quiet blue eyes were looking straight at her.

In the end, reason prevailed: "What does Zoe usually like to do?" If Harry and the others heard this gentle tone, they would probably fall down on the spot with their mouths wide open.

"Lying in a chair in a daze, watching the fire rising in the fireplace..."

"Don't read?" Hermione asked in surprise.

"I also read books. But there is only one..." A worn-out book appeared in Zoe's hand, and it could be seen that it had been read many times. Hermione leaned over and took a look. The title of the book was "Toadstool Mushroom Baijie".

"Why don't you read some new books? If this is your spiritual world, you should be able to control everything." Hermione said excitedly, "For example, start with "Hogwarts, a School History." She suddenly remembered that What happened when they first met.

"I can't do it." Unexpectedly, Zoe said bluntly, "I'm trapped here, I can't go out, the only thing I can bring in is this book."

"Trapped here? What's going on, is there anyone else here?"

"I can't get out, sister Hermione. It's a dark, empty world outside..."

"What? But it was sunny here just now—" Hermione immediately looked towards the only window in the room. She remembered clearly that when she first entered this room, it was clearly a clear day outside the window.

But outside the window is a dead black ink, just looking at it seems to be swallowed by darkness, it seems to be a lonely void that can't even transmit sound and light: "What, what's going on..." Hermione murmured, looking The reality she encountered made her even doubt her previous memory.

"And it's more than that, sister." Zoe continued in a half-threatening, half-fearful voice, "There are monsters hiding outside the house, huge monsters. As long as I go out, I will be torn apart."

Just as in response to Zoe's words, there was a loud bang, and even the inside of the room shook slightly. A huge palm hit the window, and Hermione was so startled that the small window was almost completely covered by the palm. It was covered, and then it moved away slowly, and moved closer to what looked like a face, and those inorganic eyes looked inside without blinking.

Hermione stood up abruptly, and Zooey held her hand: "So I can't go out, I can only wait to die in this room. Originally, this place should be bigger, but now it's getting smaller and smaller, and it will definitely be in the end." disappear..."

"Stop talking stupid!" Hermione shouted, and the calmness in Zooey's eyes irritated her instead.

"Then let's not talk about these heavy things... Sister Hermione, where is the Hogwarts you mentioned earlier?"

*****

Hermione talked to her a lot, starting from the sorting hat at the entrance ceremony, the stairs in the college that often change positions and even disappear, talking about the fat lady who guards the door in front of the Gryffindor lounge and other portraits, almost Headless Sir Nick and his birthday party, Quidditch and the House Cup.Of course she also talked about the library and those interesting classes, and she wanted to focus on it, because Zoe seemed very interested at this time.

Hermione is also very happy, she is not the kind of person who is very good at talking, but when she sees the girls around her are eager to try because of her words, their eyes even sparkle (for example, when it comes to the founders of the four major colleges, it is almost like Listening to Legend of Heroes), she just wanted to make her words more attractive and make her happier, which would also make Hermione happy.

"That's great, Hogwarts." Zooey sighed contentedly. Until Hermione came, she spent time alone and had no entertainment, "Because I've never gone out, I really want to Go see."

"Why not?" Hermione had an idea, aware of the discord in her heart, and exclaimed excitedly, "At least we can get out of this house first."

Zooey looked at her blankly, "Impossible..."

"Why not! Just push that door—"

Hermione suddenly felt dizzy in her vision, as if her soul had left her body, and it seemed that someone was grabbing her collar and dragging her upwards.

Gone, gone.Whether it’s that room, or Zoe in the room.There was some resistance in her heart, she hadn't finished what she wanted to say.

The moment she opened her eyes, the decayed and dusty air in Professor Barbara's office was once again absorbed by her nose.

Hermione knew she was back, but she didn't see Barbara.

Zooey beside her hadn't woken up yet, and was still asleep.Hermione got up clutching her head, her head was dizzy, until she saw Barbara lying on the ground, her dullness was completely awakened by fright.