[HP] Tsundere from afar

In the evening, Hannah and I walked towards the castle after today's herbal medicine class, and found a girl bumped into us, then she bowed her head and apologized to us, and then left with her face covered.

"Is that Hermione?" Hannah asked me gravely.

"Should we go take a look?"

I feel like I've changed too much of the plot, so that I'm a bit overwhelmed now, what's the situation.

I followed that figure to the big lawn behind Hogwarts Castle, where Hermione sat with her back to us and cried.Hannah frowned and looked at the usually optimistic and strong girl in front of her, showing her fragility in such a quiet situation for the first time.

We walked over quietly, and I tentatively patted Hermione on the shoulder: "Hermione, are you okay?"

Hermione raised her head after a pause, and we saw her tear-stained face: "Eve, Hannah."

She wiped away her tears, motioned us to sit down, and we watched the orange-red sunset in the distance, rendering the sky beautifully. At first, I was worried that Hermione would just run away, but she was still willing to We stayed together, although neither of us spoke, only the sound of the wind blowing in our ears.

When a woman is sad, the most stupid way to deal with it is to leave her alone.

"The evening at Hogwarts is so beautiful!" Hannah said pulling us, the eyes of this innocent girl reflected the brilliance of the setting sun.

"Yeah, it's so beautiful." Hermione's mood improved a little, and she held our hand, which was still a little wet.

"Thanks for coming to see me, I was just not well," she told us, "I was just with Ron, and Slytherin and Gryffindor had an argument at the Quidditch pitch, and we used to talk about sentence, but..."

"But what happened?"

"But Bulstrode in Slytherin said I was...a mudblood!" Hermione was a little bit embarrassed to say that dirty word: "A well-bred person wouldn't say such a thing!"

Hannah widened her beautiful eyes in disbelief: "She's so rude! But many people in Slytherin are like this, they insist on pure blood, but Burst really shouldn't say you are..."

I didn't know how to comfort Hermione, and finally I just told Hermione clumsily: "But you are so smart, a smart witch, you should be respected."

Hermione looked at me, Hannah included, and I was suddenly at a loss for words.

"... Draco said, he said you are a clever witch." I smiled awkwardly, and shook out the little Slytherin directly.

But it was unexpected that Hermione's face suddenly turned cloudy, and she quickly cleaned up her state, she said: "Actually, we saw Draco on the Quidditch pitch today, but he was in Slytherin and Gryffindors didn't make a sound when they were arguing."

"I thought he felt the same way." Hermione's smile was full of joy and pleasure.

I think there is no better consolation for her than getting an affirmation from an enemy.

At this time, the sky at Hogwarts was gradually getting dark. Harry waved to us on the steps not far away. He ran over and told us that Ron was in the infirmary now.

"After Hermione ran away, Ron cast a "slug-eating" at that Bulstrode, but, his wand..." Harry couldn't speak.

A bad guess came to our minds.

When we ran into the infirmary and saw Ron, who was holding a wooden barrel and desperately vomiting "slugs", we all had different expressions.

"Did you get a counter-curse?" Hermione looked at Ron in disbelief.

And Ron's face was black and purple, he nodded stiffly, we saw his mouth swelled up, as if something was wriggling inside, and then he spit out a gray slug into the barrel, A strip of slime even hangs from his chin.

"Oh my god!" Hannah couldn't help covering her mouth and ran outside.

Harry went up to Hermione and told her—

"Lockhart asked me to help him with something, I'll go first." Although I think Harry's face is not very good-looking, his back is more like fleeing.

At this moment, Ron spit out another slug, "Ouch!"

I finally couldn't help but let out a long breath towards the sky, "Ron, you make me sick."

I patted the expressive Hermione beside me, and finally couldn't hold on anymore and ran out.

But something big happened one morning, and I felt like everything was turned upside down overnight.Hannah dragged me out of bed as usual, and I happily picked out a green hair tie as usual.

After walking into the lobby, I found that the long table of Gryffindor was extremely quiet. Looking around, there was a large space beside Harry and the others, and they seemed to avoid them.

Alarm bells were ringing in my heart, and I felt that something was slowly changing.

When eating at the long table with Hannah, they managed to piece together the general idea of ​​the matter from the surrounding discussions. Last night, the sentence that the secret room was opened was written in blood on the wall of the corridor. They suspected that Potter opened it. into the Chamber of Secrets and petrified Filch's cat.

"Why Potter?" Hannah couldn't help asking.

"When we got there, we found Harry Potter standing next to that poor cat." The senior kindly told Hannah, and he looked at Gryffindor vaguely, a little The look of fear.

"He's so scary even in second grade!"

"Harry Potter tried to kill Filch's cat." There were more and more unreliable speculations around, and Harry's complexion became more and more bad. Although I knew he was innocent, I couldn't defend him .

Hannah and I followed Ernie to Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall was waiting for us, and our task today was to turn a bird into a goblet.The classic transformation of living things into dead things has stumped many people. My mind is full of things about Harry, and even my wand froze when I waved it.

Professor McGonagall noticed that when she came to me, she raised her eyebrows at the unchanging bird in front of me: "Miss Ruth, I remember that your final exam last semester was very good, maybe you are a little out of shape today good?"

She transformed the bird in front of me into a silver goblet and back again, beckoning me to try it.

"Shape change!" I waved my wand at the frightened bird.

The bird gradually turned into a glass goblet, and Professor McGonagall showed a satisfied smile: "Hufflepuff, add 2 points..."

"Crack!" The glass shattered.

Everyone's eyes turned to me, including the astonished Professor McGonagall.

"Is that bird still alive?" Susan on the side.Burns asked weakly, but unfortunately no one answered her question.

I think I may have killed a little life because of a little too strong personal emotion. After getting this knowledge, I feel even worse, and even the joy of bonus points disappeared.

That night, I couldn't help but stop Hermione: "I heard about those things."

Hermione pulled me into a corner and told me, "Listen, Eve, Harry is innocent."

I nodded to her hastily, because I was sure that if I shook my head, she might break up with me.

We didn't have any lessons with Gryffindors at all in the next few days, so I couldn't find Harry, even at dinner at night, I didn't see Harry and them.Until the day of the Quidditch match, it was Hufflepuff vs. Ravenclaw in the morning, and Hufflepuff won.

Ernie, he successfully joined the school team and became a hitter.But the other places on the Quidditch team were already filled, and the Quidditch captain at Hufflepuff told me maybe I could get one of those honorable positions next term.

In the afternoon, it was Slytherin vs. Gryffindor, and I finally saw Harry after a long absence.But this may be the most casualty Quidditch match, seeing Draco and Harry being carried into the infirmary, I kind of don't want to play Quidditch.

Well, Gryffindor wins!

I visited Harry and Draco in the infirmary.

The boy Draco was crying and suffering in front of me. He looked at me wetly with his gray-blue eyes, very much like my unborn son when he was a teenager.

"Oh Draco, are you okay?"

"Eve, I'm glad you're here!" Draco forced himself up, looking injured, and I noticed that the Slytherins around him looked at me unkindly.

I didn't care so much, and hurried to help him, thinking that he fell from such a high place and rolled on the ground for dozens of meters. If he was in the Muggle world, he must have been paralyzed.

"Mr. Malfoy, don't make such a fuss, you can go!" Madam Pomfrey in the medical room non-stop walked past Draco's hospital bed, and said to him dissatisfied.

Draco looked at me with a stiff face and rolled his eyes. I put down my hand that was supporting him, and ran directly to Harry's bed next door. Harry was obviously more serious. Look at Harry's terribly soft forearms!

"Eve, come back to me!" Draco shouted angrily behind me.

"Eve Ross!"

I curled my lips in disgust.