[HP] Secret Love Diary

On a Saturday morning, without the noise of Annabelle fiddling with her unruly curls, I woke up in the silence for the first time, and I was a little uncomfortable.After looking through the calendar, I realized that I had a trip to Hogsmeade Village today. At the same time, I also found that I had no one to take with me except my roommate.

Lily Rose, you're such a fucking failure.

I sighed in emptiness, let's just be alone, I haven't bought the jack-o-lantern yet.

Hogsmeade is very lively before Halloween.Even though the mysterious man has become more and more arrogant recently, fortunately his influence has not yet reached here.I hurried into the Honeydukes store, bought some nougat and coconut sorbet, and then went to the furniture store next door to pick up the two jack-o-lanterns they had already prepared.

It was originally a tradition in my family to put a jack-o-lantern next to the bed on Halloween every year. After coming to Hogwarts to go to school, it gradually evolved into a new tradition in our dormitory.On the way to the school, I stumbled upon Snape entering the Hog's Head Bar, and what was even more unusual was that he was followed by Dumbledore.

Although I did have the intention to spy on his private life, but carrying two huge jack-o-lanterns was too big of a goal. I could only peek a little while passing by the Pig's Head Bar.After they went in, they chose a seat by the window. I glanced carefully out of the corner of my eye, and saw two people with very unhappy faces.

Probably discussing a salary increase.

I made up my mind about the scene where Snape slapped the headmaster on the table asking for a salary increase to be promoted to the official dean. I felt a little broken, and I trembled and decided to move on.

"Lily Rose?" Turning around, I saw the lion student from the Potions class waving at me.

He was with a group of Gryffindors, and I nodded at him reservedly, but I didn't know why he stopped me.

He said a few words to the people next to him, and then ran towards me: "Are you visiting Hogsmeade alone?"

"Thanks to you," I shook the pumpkin lantern in my hand, "I'm planning to go back."

Maybe because he remembered yesterday's Potions class, his face suddenly turned red, and he stared at me erratically: "Have you eaten yet? Find a place to have a drink, I'll treat you." Seeing that I didn't respond, he said , "Take it as a thank you for reminding me in Potions class."

My mind drifted back to the Pig's Head pub I just passed by, so I readily agreed to this suggestion. Who doesn't love a free lunch?He consciously took the jack-o-lantern I was holding with one hand, and led me back to the bar.

"Are all Slytherins like you? You are alone." This kind of behavior is typical of talking out of words.

"Mr. Howle, you said yesterday that I don't look like a Slytherin," I stabbed him back, and added, trying to cover it up, "My roommate is home."

"Understood." He suppressed a smile, "Is that your deskmate who often blows up cauldrons in Potions class?"

Being laughed at by a Gryffindor?I was a little sluggish, but every sentence he said was the truth, and I couldn't refute it.

I've never been in the Hog's Head, the place just looks like it doesn't make people want to eat.But the business inside is surprisingly booming.Staring at the pile of dirty wine glasses that hadn't been scrubbed at first glance, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach.

"I thought you'd like the Three Broomsticks a little more," Howl whispered to me, looking down.

I glared at him, not intending to explain the precious nympho spirit of "I'll be where Snape is" to a Gryffindor who just got acquainted, let alone expecting him to understand.After reporting the number of people to the waiter at the bar, we were led to a small corner not far from the window.

The bar was noisy, and Dumbledore and Snape were so absorbed in their conversation that they completely ignored the two students passing by them, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The corner seat happened to be able to see the table by the window from the side, and Howle finally realized this after sitting down: "Is the headmaster and Professor Snape sitting by the window?"

Of course I know, but I still have to pretend to be indifferent: "Then what's the matter, the teacher also has a private life."

But then again, this is the first time I've seen him outside of school...

Seeing what I said, Classmate Lion nodded half-understanding: "Miss Ross is really insightful."

Hehe, as expected of a stupid lion, it really is so easy to deceive. (←What's the matter with this suddenly noble and cold tone)

After the two ordered drinks and meals, the atmosphere became a little awkward after the waiter left.

"Why did Mr. Howe suddenly think of inviting me to dinner?" I didn't know where to put my eyes, and if I kept staring at Snape's back, he would definitely notice him immediately.

"Just call me Lion," he said awkwardly. "You know a lot about Potions."

"Are you kidding?" I turned my gaze back with a look of disbelief.

"No, although Ms. Rose doesn't talk much in Potions class, she always looks very assertive. Even facing that person, she can calmly face that person. Like me, I can't do it."

Howle nodded his chin to Snape, and said with great admiration.

I =口= I always feel that this young man seems to have misunderstood something serious.

I didn't expect that my behavior of hiding in Potions class would be interpreted as being quiet and assertive. Gryffindor's brain circuit is really different from others.

"Speaking of which, I seem to have seen you somewhere before?" I asked tentatively, not sure if it was just because he had a public face.

"Since the first grade, our History of Magic and Potions classes have been taken together. By the way, I am still a batsman for Gryffindor. I don't know if you know about this." Hall seriously Counting on my fingers, saying a word of guilt in my heart will aggravate it.

Classmate, it's really not your fault that you look too passerby.

I coughed, and politely interrupted his continued momentum: "Actually, apart from my better grades in Potions, I'm just so-so. Only Potions will give me more energy."

Well, not only "have" energy, but also a lot of energy.

"I'm obsessed—I love every class, but those classes don't love me very much." He shrugged resignedly, looking sad.

I was amused: "Including the history of magic? I slept on my stomach in the history of magic."

"History of Magic, of course," he looked at me seriously. "History of Magic is one of my favorite classes."

I thought he was about to say something, but the food was being served just then.The aroma of the stew made people move their index fingers, and I said perfunctorily, "It's so interesting" [1], and the next second my head was almost buried in the plate.

After swallowing two mouthfuls, I realized that there was someone watching from the opposite side. I couldn’t help but pause with the hand holding the knife and fork, and then immediately changed into a lady’s standard dining posture, swallowing small mouthfuls, as if the person who was ashamed just now was not me at all. Same.

"Eat slowly, I'm not in a hurry," Ryan said with a smile on his face, "don't be too restrained."

My back is straighter, and I really don't need to put on an aristocratic demeanor in front of him-it's not necessary to deal with Gryffindor, but it is very necessary to face Snape on the left front, in case What if he suddenly turned around?

Looking at their table again, they found that the two had already stood up.Dumbledore also saw us in the corner at this time, and nodded kindly towards us.

But Snape ignored him and walked towards the door without even looking back.

That's right, our group of students is not important to him at all...

Thinking sadly, I suddenly lost my appetite for the delicious dishes in front of me.

The author has something to say: [1] It’s really interesting-interesting, the standard way for foreigners to express [呵呵]. The heroine climbs the wall ing...but her love nerves are zero when facing people other than male gods. .Tried a new typesetting method, and it was so hot that I couldn’t breathe and I returned Kawen TAT, expressing my envy that the settings in the text are all autumn!winter!sky!ah! (A wave of resentment arises spontaneously) The students of the college entrance examination are about to get their grades, ↖(^ω^)↗Come on, SAT scores will be released tomorrow, and the RP will explode