HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

"Do you... like Krum?"

What Licoris originally wanted to ask was, are you a couple?

But her mind was spinning so fast that she suppressed the words she was about to say.

That's not a good question.

Krum is chasing Hermione, anyone with eyes can see it. Hermione was also willing to dance with Krum as a warrior partner, and became a hostage in the second level of the Triwizard Tournament.

However, neither party took the initiative to disclose their relationship.

It is very disrespectful and impolite to classify the emotion between two people as love without permission.

She is not the person involved and has no right to define her relationship with him.

"I admit that I am very attracted to him, but we are not suitable." A big teardrop fell from Hermione's cheek, and she looked very sad.

Lycoris watched the teardrop fall on Hermione's plain robe, leaving a small water mark.

Licoris took out a pack of tissue paper from her wrist bag and handed it over.

Looking at Hermione's current posture, she was about to lose control of her emotions.

She will probably cry for a long time, the handkerchief is not durable. The handkerchief paper is not enough at all, it is more convenient to draw paper.

"He asked me if I would agree to be his girlfriend. I told him that I would give him the answer after the Triwizard Tournament." Hermione took the tissue paper handed to her by Lycoris and took out one to wipe her tears.

"You don't want to wait until the Triwizard Tournament is over to reject him, do you?" Lycoris thought of what she had just said, saying that she felt that she and Krum were not suitable.

Hermione nodded, pulled out a piece of paper and blew her nose. Licoris patted her back gently to comfort her.

"If I reject his request to be my boyfriend before the third level of the Triwizard Tournament," Hermione continued, her voice choked, "it will definitely affect his mood during the competition."

"I can't be so selfish and let him lose the glory of being a warrior because of myself.

"I have also thought about it, if I tell him directly after the second level that we are not suitable. What happens to him in the following days has nothing to do with me, so what if he loses? Harry can even win. The chances are better.

"But no, Lycoris," Hermione looked up at Lycoris with a wry smile and said, "I can't do it."

Lycoris hugged Hermione gently and patted her back gently, "No matter what you choose, it is right, as long as it is your choice."

"If you had refused earlier, he would have known your thoughts earlier. Krum will definitely feel uncomfortable, but he will also come out." Lycoris stroked Hermione's brown curly hair. She knew that Hermione felt guilty now, "If It affects the game and shows that it is not professional enough.”

"He is very nice and plays the game very professionally." Hermione raised her head and looked at Licoris who was very close to her.

"You see you are so sure of him," Lycoris said, probably knowing why Hermione was reluctant, "Even if you reject him, it's not his problem. He is so good, he will figure it out."

"But I told him to tell him the answer after the Triwizard Tournament. Lycoris, did I do something wrong?" Hermione became increasingly sad when she thought that he didn't even know that she was actually planning to reject him even to death.

Hermione started crying again and said with a tearful tone, "My family are all Muggles, and I don't want the family I love to be disliked by others. Krum is a pure-blood wizard and a student of Durmstrang School. You You know, their principal Karkaroff is a Death Eater who likes to kill Muggle wizards... There are people in our school who look down on Muggle wizards. What will his family think of my family?"

"You did nothing wrong!" Lycoris looked at the tearful Hermione and decisively confirmed her idea, "Hermione, you are so kind, how could you do something wrong? You care about his feelings and protect him as a warrior. You will choose a good time to tell him, and he will understand your kindness in not wanting to disrupt his game rhythm.”

Hermione was stunned when she heard Lycoris' comfort.

She said I did nothing wrong.

Rita Skeeter said that she held the hearts of these two warriors in mind, and that people close to her would misunderstand her.

Hermione thought that even Gryffindor students would misunderstand her, let alone others.

The overwhelming insults brought by owls, the letters mixed with pranks, the cold eyes of classmates, Mrs. Weasley's indifference and ignoring herself...

They all supported Harry and complained about Krum.

Only Licoris said I was right.

"Wow! Wuwuwuwu!" Hermione cried very loudly and felt aggrieved.

Licolis was stunned. Why was she so excited all of a sudden?

What's next?

Lycoris didn't know what to do, so she sat quietly.

I don’t know what to do, so just stay with her.

Hermione cried for a long, long time, and Lycoris sat for a long, long time.

"I...am I ugly?" After Hermione vented her emotions, she looked up at Licoris beside her.

"It's not ugly, it's just that the eyes are a little swollen. Are you in a better mood now?" Lycoris looked at the 200 pieces of tissue paper that had just been given to her and were now bottoming out. She felt like she should have cried?

"Thank you, Lycoris." Hermione pursed her lips in embarrassment and thanked her in a hoarse voice, "Thank you for staying with me for so long."

"Drink more water when you go back. If you cry for too long, you will become dehydrated." Licoris thought for a moment and added, "Don't drink ice water. Warm water is best."

"Should you go back?" Hermione saw Malfoy walking over. She belatedly realized that it was already late, "See you when school starts next year."

Lycoris followed Hermione's gaze and saw Draco walking over.

She stood up and looked at him, "Why are you here?"

"Let's see what you've been talking about for so long. Don't you know why you should go back at nine o'clock?" Draco looked at Licoris. There was nothing wrong with her. Even her plain robe was neat.

Looking at Granger again, Draco frowned, "I don't think this look can win Lycoris's attention. Miss Granger, you look like a cat that fell into the black lake. "

Comes, comes, comes again.

Listening to this way of speaking, Lycoris felt that this was an art inherited from Slytherin.

"See you Hermione when school starts next year!" Licoris waved to Hermione, who turned around and left first.

"Do you like that look that looks fragile and about to be broken? That look with a pale face and red eyes like a rabbit?" Draco saw Hermione walking away, who was in the way, and turned around to ask Licoris, "Don't you think so? Come on, you like something special."

She made it sound like I was some kind of pervert, which made Licoris laugh angrily, "I don't like it."

"No?" Draco raised his eyebrows and pointed to the bench, "I saw you holding someone's shoulders and letting her cry against you!"

Jealous?

This sentence popped into Licoris's mind. It couldn't be so outrageous, right?