I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 289 It’s the taste of mint

Owen dealt a huge amount of damage with one blow.

Miss Granger suddenly looked unnatural.

In the battle with his eyes, he was the first to lose.

She turned away her eyes and looked elsewhere unnaturally.

Her heart was pounding and getting heavier. Hermione quickly covered her chest. The sound was like gongs and drums, and she was afraid that the boy beside her would hear it.

She. She is not such a casual girl.

And just when Miss Granger was about to collapse in a daze, suddenly an ethereal voice came from behind her, "Hi, Owen." Luna floated over as light as a flower.

"I've considered your proposal," she said.

"Huh?" Miss Granger, whose eyes were flashed by a bright light, woke up in a second, her ears became silent, and she saw Luna walking towards Harry again.

The two of them were talking to each other unnaturally. Finally, after Harry breathed a sigh of relief and showed a relaxed expression, Ron's face suddenly turned ugly.

The two of them followed the ridge from the path to Hagrid, to the Owl Tower, then to the Shrieking Shack, and finally to Hogsmeade.

Who is the little wizard at Hogwarts who doesn’t know Mrs. Puddy’s Teahouse?As a holy place for dating, generations of men and women have established relationships in this small teahouse and finally got together.

They walked out of the auditorium, walked out of the courtyard, and walked along the wooden bridge of Hengzhuan Mountain Stream.After walking through the snow and over the ridge, we finally arrived at the Black Lake.

"Mrs. Puddifer's Teahouse?" Hermione repeated in a low voice.

Okay - let's break down the situation.

Christmas is coming.

"Miss Granger." He looked at Hermione's red lips and couldn't help but stretched out his fingers to touch them gently. "I thought it was something."

"I often think, if a person has experienced this world, has never taken a train and passed by that railway, has no magic, and does not love Hogwarts, then - what is the meaning of all this?"

"Miss Granger." Owen looked at her flushed face with a smirk on his lips, "You have already planned it!" He smacked his lips, "It tastes like peppermint."

There is a sweet fragrance in the air.

"You two—" she started mid-sentence, but stopped suddenly.Owen winked at her, and Lady Puddy understood immediately.

But these have nothing to do with them.

At my feet was the textbook that had been scattered for the third time.

Or something about the chess game.

This is the biggest difference between you and them. Even Dumbledore is not as good as you in this regard.

"Call me Hermione."

He stared into the girl's brown eyes, as if staring into her soul.He could see that the girl's expression was stagnant, as if she had been hit by something heavy, and the smile that was originally raised at the corner of her mouth gradually shrank.

Her nose became sore, her whole face slumped, and she breathed heavily, as if questioning in pain.Those eyes seemed to say, "Do you know how long I have been waiting for this day?"

"Who likes it?" she said, muttering in a voice that could only be heard by herself, "you gave Luna a bracelet, I..."

"After all - who doesn't love Miss Granger?" Owen's lips curved beautifully, and his voice was as gentle as the wind in the rising sun.The scent of free flowers from the mountains blew into Hermione's cheeks.

The two sat down at the only remaining round table, next to the foggy window.

I love staying here. "He said.

"What do you want?" At this time, a fat, middle-aged woman with shiny black hair squeezed between the two tables with difficulty.

"What's wrong with me?" Feeling the fragrance on his lips, Owen looked at her proudly.Sure enough, he should have gone straight to A long ago.

Hermione trembled slightly, as if she wanted to pull her hand away, but immediately stopped, her face redder than before, redder than ever before.

After eight o'clock every night, if you just walk into a remote corridor or classroom, you will encounter several couples.

There are many wizarding couples who establish their relationship in school, and eventually come together to get married and have children.

I have passed this place countless times, but this time I had a different feeling.

Some couples even get engaged in sixth or seventh grade.

"You..." Miss Granger glared at him, her face turning even redder. "You're such a bastard!" she said.

At this time, the sky outside had gradually darkened.The rolling clouds in the sky seemed to have a sense of oppression, making the whole environment seem a bit dull.

The boy tightened the girl's hand and said with shining eyes, "They are different from you, Miss Granger."

How could something so simple and crude last so long?

The shop is on a corner of the main road.

"In the castle, there are many young wizards from Muggle families, but without exception, they all choose to integrate into this decadent magical world. I often wonder how they integrate into this reproductively isolated magical world. Why is there no psychological conflict at all?

"I mean, many—years."

That is - what will happen if this spell is cast again in a space where the infinite expansion spell has been cast.

Even though Owen is already very close.

The two of them walked on the main road, which was difficult because the snow on the road was thick and every step was quite laborious.

"Of course," he said.

"How long have we known each other?" she asked suddenly.

And it started to snow again in the sky.The falling snow felt a little cold on the back of her hand, but Hermione didn't want to break away from the warmth like a glove - Owen held her hand.

"But now, I feel like one more condition must be added to the above conditions." He turned to look at the girl beside him.

Pulled her up suddenly.

"Why are you so nervous!" Owen said softly.

George even had time to reach out and cover Colin's eyes, "This is not something you should see at your age."

She saw Owen approaching, and they went from sitting across from each other to being close to each other.

The two people would often walk hand in hand in the castle. Although they would deliberately avoid the crowd, they would still bump into other little wizards from time to time. Of course, this was not the beginning of the rumor. When the two kissed in public in the auditorium, the castle became... Stories spread about their time together.

From this angle, you can have a panoramic view of the Black Lake in the distance and the village of Hogsmeade not far from the Black Lake.Farther away, you can still see the railway leading to the sky, as if leading to heaven, connected with the dark clouds.

This doesn't look like Hermione at all.

"You bastard!" Miss Granger finally couldn't hold it in anymore and cursed.Then she didn't know where the courage came from, and a smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth again. She leaned over and kissed Owen on the cheek.

The next moment, Owen stood up amidst Hermione's exclamation. He held her arm tightly, and then quickly and firmly walked towards the exit of the auditorium.

From this day on.

But Colin, who was holding the camera, subconsciously pressed the shutter of the camera he carried with him.

Miss Granger blinked and looked at him affectionately.

Seeing Hermione like this, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up into a smile.

This spell is really convenient.

That is the most sincere and affectionate confession.

Owen and Hermione were sitting on the tree trunk.

On the side, Hermione looked at him, a little surprised. She had never expected to hear such words from Owen, "Do you really think so?"

Many of the students were male and female friends, dating, kissing, and doing things that were not allowed to be written about in the castle.

Think about Harry, his mother gave birth to him when she was 20 years old.

Ten seconds ago, he was confident of winning, but ten seconds later, he was completely defeated. The variable in this was naturally Luna who had just walked over.

She couldn't help but raise her head from time to time, peeking at Owen secretly, and then quickly lowered her head, picking up the teacup with both hands to take a sip of tea.But she forgot the temperature of the tea. When the tip of her tongue was burned, she cried out "Ouch". In a panic, the tea fell on her finger and turned red.

Sure enough - the love war in the brains of geniuses still doesn't suit him very well.

"Hmph!" Granger was filled with blood instantly. She narrowed her eyes, her face was calm as usual, but her tone said with a hint of sarcasm, "Not necessarily!"

Although he didn't see it himself, he preserved this scene forever.

Hearing the sound, Hermione's blushing face became even more agitated.She lowered her head, and even the lovely dull hair on her head hung down as if she had lost her vitality.

Whose dark lord is still in love?Wouldn't that just kidnap the princess and enjoy it for yourself?

"What are you doing!" The little witch panicked.

She didn't know when this boy came into her heart. What the girl could know was that she seemed unable to forget him anymore.

The girl's face was flushed and her long eyelashes were trembling as she looked at him.

That heroic girl rarely shows such an expression.

But deep down in her heart, she still hoped that the distance could be closer, even closer.

The kiss was passionate and passionate, and Hermione's lips were cold and sweet, with a girl's unique fragrance.

"Do you still want to marry someone else?" He pulled hard and the girl fell into his arms. "You are mine, Miss Granger. I have even thought of what our child will be called."

Irving seemed to have won and rushed out with his head held high - he couldn't wait.

She said, "There's a question I've been meaning to ask you."

"What's the difference?" she asked shyly.

"Hmm - probably more than 100 million words!" Owen said jokingly.

Unlike ordinary couples who talk passionately about everything, as if the two of them can blend into one, Owen and Hermione have more of a gentle emotion called companionship. The two of them are silent most of the time. Even when he talks, it's all about the castle.

The two seemed to have been kissing for a long time, and the tenderness was so tender that it was difficult to break away, but in fact, it only took less than five seconds for Miss Granger to go from a blank mind to a conscious mind.

The boy responded vaguely and touched the place where he had just been kissed.

"What do you like about me?" There was confusion written in her eyes. "I'm not that pretty, and I'm not gentle enough. There are so many girls in the castle who like you."

Hermione was very uncomfortable, but Owen waved as if he was familiar with it.

She looked at Hermione in shock, and then her eyes kept moving back and forth between Owen and Hermione. "You two—"

Beside them was a big Christmas tree, and through the leaves a Hufflepuff fifth year boy could be seen, holding hands with a pretty blonde girl.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows provide excellent lighting to the room, and the glass uses a one-way glass to ensure that no one outside can see the scenery inside.Christmas decorations are spread throughout the teahouse, making it extra warm and lively.

This made the girl turn her head shyly.

"That's just a bracelet, and I - I gave you my heart. It's much more valuable than other things."

"That's right!" Fred said loudly, and then couldn't help but wink at Angelina.

Every once in a while, Snape would catch a couple, and then a storm of punishment would follow.

"Whoo~~~"

"Why... why?" Miss Granger asked sluggishly, her face already burning red. The cold wind blowing in the mountains just now did not wake her up, but made her even more intoxicated, like a drunk people.

Hermione nodded, "How many years has it been?" She didn't notice Owen's suddenly old-fashioned tone, "Why do I feel like I just met you today."

After a while, two small cakes floated and landed in front of them together with plates, knives and forks.Hermione's cheeks were red and very cute, like a ripe apple that made people want to take a bite.

Every Christmas, Owen would always be bored picking out Christmas gifts.But this year he didn't have to bear the trouble alone, because Hermione was with him to choose with him.

Owen sat next to her, watching her quietly. The sight was very interesting, especially when he watched the girl's face gradually turn red, gradually burning from her neck to her ears.

Crossing the road, the two entered the teahouse one after another.

After a moment, Hermione raised her head again, her hot face more serious, "Owen."

Is it because of Luna?Miss Granger is jealous?

Full of magic.

Speaking of which, falling in love is not a strange thing at Hogwarts.

But this time, they fell to the ground like celebratory ribbons.

Is it just because of magic?

She knows his relationship with Luna best, because Luna and Ginny are good friends, and Ginny wears a skirt with Hermione. The transmission of other things between girls may not be smooth, but gossip will definitely go away. It's direct.

Then the branch quickly lifted up and returned to its original position.

It's self-torture.

Only Owen understands that although there is indeed a perverted part of this gloomy prince's heart, he is indeed tortured.

She struggled to meet Owen's fiery eyes.

The little wizards found out that there was a perfect pair in the castle.

"I have passed that road countless times, and each time I became more determined, even if I was working with the Death Eaters and fighting against Dumbledore. I must take the train and pass there, and I must embrace magic without hesitation. I must love that castle more than anyone else. Even though it is full of dangers."

"Oh! It's you! Owen." Mrs. Puddieff smiled warmly, "This is - oh! God! You are Miss Granger."

Only then did the two of them come back from their selfless state.

He stopped in front of a huge, thick oak tree surrounded by several people.

Then the boy covered her hand.

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But she was fearful, angry, aggrieved, and happy. The complex emotions were mixed together, and she could only bite her lip and endure it.

You are doing your best, doing whatever you can, and changing this broken world little by little.

"Huh~~~" She gasped, her heart beating so fast before, and then she smiled with relief.

But now, the place has a new look.The small store has become much taller, and all the old decorations have been replaced.Not only that, many new services and experiential activities have been added to the teahouse.

I have been here, I have tried hard to change, and I have never regretted it - this is what I appreciate most about you. Owen said calmly.

Hermione looked at Owen with confused eyes, the sweet fragrance in the air almost made her head stop working.

do you know?Miss Granger, they should not resign themselves to this.They shouldn't.

The little witch instinctively wanted to resist, but soon, that subtle resistance disappeared, and she began to clumsily respond to his kiss, just like every time he taught her to practice magic.

Then she pushed Owen away.

So the reason must be something else.

"Wow!!!"

There were two cups of scented tea floating over on the counter.

Hermione's body trembled slightly. Although this was not the first time she shook hands with Owen, it still gave her a strange electric feeling.

Then he stretched out his wand, and the oak tree suddenly stretched out its branches like a ladder. He held the girl's hand tightly and stood up with her.

But let Owen say that sometimes being small and cramped can be a good thing, depending on what you use it for.

The boy smiled slightly and said, "They are all wizards, but you are not."

<divclass="contentadv">"?" Hermione looked at him in confusion.

In the end, before the tears came out, the corners of her mouth could not stop rising.

The shop owner used a very strange hanging ornament as a Valentine's Day decoration, with a fat golden angel throwing candies to people from time to time.

"Oh! God! He should have been like this a long time ago. It's the most boring thing to pull each other." Not far away, Angelina turned her head and looked at the two boys and girls with a red face.

"Hermione," he said, "I thought about it carefully, what a pity it would be if I didn't see your face in the revolving door before I died!"

Beside the Black Lake, there is a huge oak tree.The trunk of this tree is so thick that it takes several people to wrap it around.

"what?"

"you--"

She wanted to continue speaking, but before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Owen pinching her face.

He blinked, his clear eyes showing an unprecedented microwave.

In an instant, the Gryffindor table exploded, and the twins whistled wildly.

Owen and Hermione were not at the castle all day.

"Then you have to pay more attention to me." Owen joked, "How can a bride not understand the groom?"

on the weekend before the last week of December.

Eventually, he and Hermione stopped at Mrs. Puddieff's Teahouse.

"Because—" He pointed into the distance.

After a few steps, the two stopped in front of the Deviss-Bans store, which is a store that specializes in selling a variety of magic supplies, including looking glasses, and also provides repair services for magic supplies.

The offensive was suddenly blocked, which surprised Owen. He thought he had already captured the opponent.

The teahouse is divided into three floors: upper, middle and lower, and each floor corresponds to a different decoration style.The first floor still retains the color scheme of the original teahouse. It is steamy, as if everything is decorated with ruffles or bows, and pink petals fall down, giving everything here an ambiguous tone.

Upon seeing this, Owen touched his hand lightly, and Hermione felt that the burning sensation on her hand was instantly replaced by a coolness like water, and then the temperature slowly dropped, dispersing the pain on her fingers in just a few seconds. .

"I don't think it's enough."

However, tears eventually streaked down her cheeks.

"Who is going to be your bride?" Hermione said coquettishly.

"That's it?" Before Hermione could react, he held her cheek and kissed her hard.

"Hi!"

Then, in a dazed moment, her lips and teeth touched together.

Until you enter Hogsmeade.

knock!

It’s really troublesome—what should I do if my brain is not enough!

The next moment, a dangerous light flashed in Owen's eyes.Then he stood up quickly, and with everyone's shocked eyes, he took Miss Granger's hand.

Owen's expression gradually became calmer, and he relaxed slightly while holding Granger's hand.

Originally, this was just a small and cramped teahouse, full of wizards' architectural concepts. Everything was placed in a haphazard manner, and it was all decorated with tacky lace, even the small round table.

They went from the Devis and Bans stores to the Fuga Wizard Clothing Store, the Literary Quill Shop, and even Zuko's Magical Joke Shop, the store where Christmas gifts can be bought in the entire Hogsmeade village. The two of them visited All over.All the large and small bags were stuffed by Owen into the pockets in his sleeves that had been casted by the infinite stretching spell.

"what is the problem?"

I can't!

"You..." She looked at him, her brown eyes wide with shyness.

"Then what should I do? Who told you to like a bastard?"

Behind him, there were enthusiastic cheers and whistles.

They passed by one by one.

Those brown eyes were staring straight without any movement. In the clear eyes, there was a lot of mist visible to the naked eye, which condensed on the edge of her pupils, as if it was about to turn into tears and fall.

Then - before she heard anything, Owen moved over.

Of course, both Harry and everyone else thought he was jealous.

Hogwarts is a mess in this regard.

"I can see the way from here," he said, pointing to the track.

Aside.

a long time.

Then his lips kissed her cheek, and she was—so cute.

Hermione's heart was beating hard, her palms were covered in sweat, but she had no strength at all.

"It's about time, Miss Granger."