hp Ouroboros

The next morning Sylvia and Camille woke up in the empty classroom they used frequently on the fifth floor. They lay on the ground hugging each other in twisted postures, and the two of them were tightly wrapped in the words of Camille from yesterday. A thick cloak of wolf fur turned into a wizard's robe.

"Puchi!" "Hahahaha!" After the two pairs of eyes recovered from sleep, a burst of laughter suddenly burst out.

They all recalled what happened after yesterday.Obviously planning to go out for a walk, they sat down for a few minutes, didn't see any beautiful scenery, just kissed, kissed and kissed, and before they knew it, they came to the door of the Room of Response on the eighth floor again, and then left the house It failed again as expected—when the two of them were thinking about how to take the initiative in the kiss, the Room of Response must have been in a difficult situation.

In the end, they had no choice but to go back to the empty classroom on the fifth floor, huddled together, called Alger to barely eat a meal, and then fell into the pink bubble of kissing and hugging again, and the whole day passed inexplicably like this.

Sylvia blushed and turned her back to put on her clothes. Camille saw her delicate back exposed under her long silver hair and the fine red marks on the back of her neck. There were also a few shallow tooth marks mixed in. Unable to hold back the numbness in his heart, he leaned forward again, gently nibbling the back of her neck.

"Well..." Sylvia groaned happily, hooked Camille's neck with her backhand, and turned her face to kiss Camille's cheek, "Okay, I have to go to class later, remember what I said yesterday of..."

"16 years old..." Camille hadn't fully got up yet, lying half on her stomach, with her head resting on Sylvia's back, the deep and pleasant voice came into her ears through Sylvia's bones, and it sounded even more boring.

Turning around and shaking Camille into her arms, Sylvia sighed softly in her ear, "Wait a little longer, we will be 16 soon, otherwise it will be bad for your health..." Sylvia whispered softly, as if she was convincing herself besides comforting Camille.

The news that Colin Creevey had been attacked on Monday morning and was now lying dead in his ward somehow managed to spread throughout the school at once, through the four divided house desks.

This is the second attack!On the way to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Harry, Ron, and Hermione saw everyone in the corridor suspicious, and the first-year students were like frightened birds, always clustered together in small groups, as if they were afraid that if they If they act alone, they will be attacked.

"I saw Neville bought a big stinky onion yesterday." Ron took a few glances at the mysterious students who were gathering together at the corner of the corridor, and found that they were talking to a senior The student bought some weird things, "He may think that thing can be used as a talisman, but he is obviously pure blood."

Hermione walked in front of the three of them, rolled her eyes alone, and said angrily: "Monsters don't know what is pure and what is not pure blood! Unless it is controlled, and now Ginny has got rid of that thing well." !" She deliberately said Ginny's name in a very low voice, she is just an innocent little girl, there is no need for everyone to know, "The most important thing for us now is to hurry to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom and occupy the first row seat , Professor Lockhart is going to introduce us to the three possible monsters today, I don't want to miss it!"

It was really hard for Ron to believe that Hermione, a know-it-all, trusted that big idiot so much. Seeing Hermione striding ahead and almost throwing him and Harry several meters away, Ron turned around in disbelief. He lowered his head and said to Harry: "Can you believe it! Hermione would go crazy, that big idiot is crazy like this! He even lost your hand bones! Isn't that enough to explain the problem?!"

Harry nodded. He had to unite with Ron on this matter. Bone Spirit was terrible to drink, and it hurt him to death when the bones grew at night, which fully made Harry aware of Lockhart's 'level' ——Scary low!Harry doesn't expect to hear anything useful in class now, but he won't provoke Miss Hermione now, even though he has started to read some books seriously recently, but his skills are not as good as Hermione's Too much, and at the end of the day, those monsters probably have to count on their Miss Know-It-All again for their lore.

Ringing the class bell, Lockhart, who was wearing a light water blue wizard robe, was as usual today - the blonde hair was shining... ok!Curly hair...ok!A six-tooth standard smile... ok!Head up 45 degrees...ok! ——Aha!Perfect!

Aha...boring!As Harry and Ron expected, Lockhart didn't intend to mention anything about the three snake-like magical creatures at all. He opened the book directly, with a stupid smile on his face, and his eyes flicked from every student in the classroom. Sweeping over, this is his standard prelude to finding classmates to perform on stage.

"Ah! My classmate, we are here to act today..."

"Professor Lockhart!" Hermione interrupted Lockhart, holding her hand high in the air.

"Huh? Miss Granger, so you want to try the role of the banshee more?" Lockhart turned his head to look at Hermione, and he thought he understood the situation with a suddenly realized expression.

Hermione shook her head in embarrassment amidst the low "puff" laughter of the boys in the back row of Gryffindor, "No, professor, didn't Principal Dumbledore say that you would give us some lectures about the three Possible magical creature content?"

Everyone in the classroom noticed that Lockhart's smiling face froze for a few seconds, and he blinked back to his senses, "Ahem... yes yes, look at my memory! Ah! That's right. Yes, before we start today's class, there is something else."

Lockhart strode back to the back of the podium, "The Mediterranean Medusa, the Cretan rock snake, and the basilisk!" His confident appearance with his head upright, at first glance, seemed to be true, and some people still hugged him. The eyes of the expectant girls brightened, "They all come from the Mediterranean Greek region."

The whole class stared at Lockhart, waiting for a long time...

"Eh?! It's gone?!" Ron stared at Lockhart without blinking. His eyes were sore and he didn't wait for the next sentence. He couldn't help but blinked hard and turned his head to meet Harry. Complained, although he had lowered his voice, probably everyone in the awkwardly silent classroom could have heard him.

The scary thing is that Lockhart seems to be completely unaffected, casually saying "They are all dangerous, everyone be careful!", "For me, I only need to use a few small magic spells to solve it." , "You don't need to worry too much, as long as that monster dares to show up, I can solve it with a few little magic spells."... Such nonsense prevaricates the past.

"I can't believe it!" When the bell rang, Hermione was the first to rush out of the classroom, and she strode angrily at the front, "I can't believe I wasted so much time for such a person!" ——At least Hermione finally woke up from Lockhart's fanatical worship. Harry and Ron were panting after chasing Hermione, but at least they were very relieved.

"I'm going to the library to borrow books now! Oh! I hope there's still time to borrow books. It's been almost three days since my sister's notice on Friday night!" The sense of lack of knowledge made Hermione abnormal Impatient, at this time a female voice called out from another fork in the corridor, "Hermione!"

Hermione stopped abruptly, turned her head to look at the source of the voice, it was a very familiar voice - it was Qiu Zhang.

Qiu seemed to have just finished class, and she was still holding a few books in her hands. She said a few words to a few classmates around her, and then trotted over to Hermione, "Hi!"

"Hi..." Hermione didn't know how to respond.Since last year, at the end of the semester, she stubbornly stopped 'that person' with Harry and Ron. They simply passed two letters during the summer vacation. Since the new semester started, this is actually the first time they have met.

It shouldn't be like this. In just a few months, they seemed to be strangers, and even saying hello was full of embarrassment.

No one noticed that Qiu's eyes dimmed and quickly returned to normal, she didn't say any more, she rummaged through her schoolbag, took out a thin notebook from it and handed it to Hermione, "I don't know if you have time I borrowed the books about those three magical creatures from the library, and they were all borrowed out quickly. These are some of my excerpts from our college's own library, which may be of some help to you."

"Qiu!" On the other side of the corridor, a girl who should be Qiu's classmate called her excitedly, "Look who's coming!" The other girls beside that girl also giggled like nympho .

It was a tall boy, Cedric Diggory, Hufflepuff's Seeker in the fourth grade, not only excellent in football skills, but also excellent in character and learning. It is rare to see him in the top ten every year Hufflepuff students.And looks...Harry heard Ron sigh, some people are just naturally handsome, and Cedric was never proud of his handsome face, he was very humble, so it was rare, boys treated him Basically, they are convinced, let alone the girls, looking at those little girls with rosy faces and excited looks, they almost took out their notebooks and asked him to sign them!

"Um... I should go, so, um... goodbye." Cho gave Hermione a sorry look, turned and ran away.

Her black hair fluttered in the air with Qiu's running. For no reason, Hermione felt sad for a while, but she couldn't understand where this inexplicable emotion came from. Qiu and she would still be friends Ah...Hermione squeezed the thin notebook in her hand, looked at Qiu's back but couldn't open her mouth to stop her.

They will still be friends, but they will never be that best friend again... Hermione thinks she is beginning to understand a little bit now, some people miss it, just miss it, not everyone can accept others infinitely A place that doesn't fit you.

When little Hermione was 12 years old, she clearly realized for the first time that getting along with people is not easy, but she only realized it after paying for a chance to get a lifelong friend.