The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts

Hogwarts Castle.

Astronomy tower.

Michelle was sitting in front of the wide window with her knees in her arms, looking up at the bright stars outside.

She had also had many conversations with Professor McGonagall in the past few days.

Many friends, including Hermione and Harry, were also trying to persuade her.

Some advised her to be brave and take the initiative to find John.

Some also advised her to show off to John and find a random dance partner to make John angry.

However, none of these suggestions could help Michelle solve the problems lingering in her mind.

Not only that, but recently more and more girls have boldly pursued John.

This makes Michelle's situation worse and worse.

No matter where she went, there were always people looking at her strangely and gathering together to whisper.

The persuasion from friends, the ubiquitous discussions, and the inner struggles almost drove Michelle crazy.

Only in the dead of night, by escaping to the astronomy tower and looking at the stars, could Michelle feel a little better.

However, it's only 'a little'.

In fact, her heart was still filled with all kinds of extremely complicated emotions.

There are longings for John, fears about the future, imaginary beauty, and small complaints that John has not come to see her for a long time...

"Ugh--"

Michelle let out a long sigh, then pouted, and turned to look out the window at a decorative stone pillar extending from the outside of the tower.

An owl was standing on it now, looking at Michelle.

It is normal for owls to appear in the astronomy tower.

Because Hogwarts originally had a dedicated Owl Tower.

When there is no letter delivery duty at night, the owls who wake up often come to the astronomy tower to rest, and sometimes students who come to take astronomy classes will feed them.

This strange owl was obviously waiting for Michelle to stuff it with some chips or bread crumbs.

Unfortunately, Michelle is not in the mood to feed the birds now.

She put her chin on her knees, pouted and asked softly:

"Bird, bird. Do you think John likes me?"

The owl blinked but did not respond.

Michelle seemed to have thought of a way.

She straightened her posture slightly and said seriously:

"Bird, please tell me what you think, okay? Of course, I know you can't talk. So if you think John likes me, just turn your head to your right. On the contrary, if John doesn't Me, just turn your head to your left."

This time, the owl seemed to understand.

It looked at Michelle for a while, and then looked at Michelle with concerned eyes, and said 'Right!right! 'Muttered softly, and suddenly turned his head to the right side of it.

"Do you think so too?!"

Michelle's eyes lit up and she said loudly, "I have the same idea as you, but if that's the case, why hasn't John come to me? Is it because he is still afraid that I don't like him?

Well - it doesn't matter, it's okay for me to go find him!

These are all small things..."

Michelle had a smile on her face and kept talking to the tilted owl.

The next moment, a series of rapid footsteps came from below the tower.

This startled Michelle.

She hurriedly stopped her smile and turned her head to look.

Just in time to see John rush up to the tower with great speed.

Finally came to her.

"Mi...Michelle...hu..."

John called out breathlessly.

Michelle also shouted almost subconsciously:

"John..."

But then, both of them fell silent again.

John was speechless.

This is really weird!

Obviously along the way, John had already been brewing countless things he wanted to say to Michelle!

But when he actually came face to face with Michelle, his brain was confused, and it was as if there was an invisible stone stuck in his throat, making him unable to say anything.

As for Michelle.

All her words turned into silent chokes.

The uneasiness that I had been holding back for the past few days turned into tears the moment I saw John, pouring out of my eyes like a dam.

Michelle pouted and choked, letting tears crawl down her face and blur her vision.

Her eyes were sore, but she didn't want to wipe them.

Because she didn't want to miss a moment, she wanted to keep looking at John.

Seeing this, John felt a burning emotion rush straight to his forehead.

He hugged her regardless.

"I'm sorry, Michelle...it's all my fault! I'm late, I'm sorry..."

John rubbed Michelle's hair, softly comforting and apologizing.

Michelle cried even louder.

She also hugged John while trying her best to drill a hole in John's chest with her head.

After a long time, Michelle's crying gradually stopped.

But she still refused to break away from John's arms.

John took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.

He swallowed hard, swallowed the invisible stone blocking his throat, and then said in a rare, trembling voice:

"Michelle, are you willing... to be my dance partner? I mean... I mean, I like you very much, but I just don't know what you think... I want you to be together forever, and in the future... ...We can get married in the future..."

John was speechless.

It wasn't that his courage was exhausted.

It was because Michelle quietly pinched the soft flesh under his ribs, and the force was a little too strong.

John looked down and could only see the back of Michelle's head.

His lips moved, as if he wanted to continue asking.

But Michelle in his arms suddenly moved.

The movement range is not large, it seems to be nodding, but it is not sure.

Then, John heard Michelle say in a very low voice:

"Yeah! I do...I like you too!"

Michelle's voice didn't come directly to John's ears.

Because she still buried her head in John's chest, the vibration of the sound was first transmitted to John's chest, then penetrated, reached the atrium, and then spread throughout the body.

Along with the vibration of this sound wave, John's originally extremely tense nerves finally relaxed.

Then, there is ecstasy!

"Ha--that's great!"

John hugged Michelle hard, laughed and spun around in the moonlight, still cheering as he spun.

Michelle exclaimed at first.

But soon she too was laughing and cheering along with John.

The laughter of the two people spread throughout the tower.

Outside the window, the owl tilted its head, looking at the two people together with the moon and stars.

They don't understand what the two are doing.

But the owl seemed to be aware of the cheerful mood of the two people, and it also started to hoot in harmony.

At the bottom of the tower stairs, Snape was looking up at the two people.

Listening to the laughter ringing in his ears, Snape let out a long sigh of relief, and then a smile of great relief appeared on his face.

"I knew it would be like this."

Professor McGonagall also came over. She raised her head as she spoke, her face full of emotion.

Snape frowned slightly and said warily:

"Meg, what are you doing here? Could it be...that you're here to punish Michelle and John for their night out?"

The smile on Professor McGonagall's face disappeared instantly, and was replaced by shock.

She doesn't understand!

Could it be that in Snape's eyes, she was such an incomprehensible person?

"call--"

Taking a deep breath, Professor McGonagall pursed her lips tightly and said coldly to Snape:

"Snape, you are so stupid and pathetic!"

"What did you say? Mag...you..."

Snape shouted angrily, trying to suppress his voice.

But before he could finish his words, Professor McGonagall glared at him and then went downstairs.