The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

On September 19, the remaining summer temperatures were blown away by the autumn wind, and the average temperature was only about 10°C. It will be colder at night, and the thin quilts of the little wizards have been replaced by thick quilts.

Gryffindor girls dormitory.

The outside light had already filtered into the room through the window, and Hermione was the only one left in the dormitory, coveting the warmth and comfort of the bed.

Her fair face looked a bit crystal clear in the sun, and her long eyelashes cast shadows on her eyelids. Because she slept so comfortably, she pouted, and her delicate nose tip twitched for a while, which affected her baby-fat cheeks. Her delicate appearance seemed to soften the light.

Influenced by the Spells Club, her roommates all chose their favorite spells and practiced them day and night. When the sky was slightly light, I had already gotten up and went to take a good position by the black lake.

Repeating the same spell countless times requires a suitable environment. Believe me, if you cast a spell on the wall in an abandoned classroom a few dozen times, you will begin to doubt yourself, and there will be another voice asking in your heart: Who am I and what am I doing?

Practicing next to the Black Lake is a completely different experience. You cast the magic spell dozens of times towards the black lake, and a giant squid will interact with you. It will splash the water with its tentacles to wash away your fatigue.

Hey! Not to mention how interesting it is.

Many young wizards, especially boys, fell in love with this game. Every day, more than a dozen boys were soaked with water and helped back to the lounge shivering.

Hermione practiced the Armor Charm with Loren's help in the Room of Requirement. Because of the special nature of the Iron Armor Curse, she always had to resist the incoming spells, and Loren happened to be particularly keen on this practice method.

Because of someone's preference for the binding spell - [Petrify All], Hermione now feels that her muscles all over her body are stiff and a little weak when moving. She was able to prevent five of the ten binding spells, dodge one or two, and had to lie down straight for the remaining three times.

Fortunately, he gave the man a good lesson before leaving, otherwise Hermione would have been so angry that she couldn't sleep.

This also made her, who has always been self-disciplined, the rare choice to take a little break on her birthday. She woke up after sleeping for half an hour longer than usual, feeling refreshed, but Hermione felt a little guilty.

Birthday gifts from friends and roommates were neatly arranged beside the bed. Unlike last year's birthday, which was ignored, this year's birthday was much more lively. Over the course of a year, Hermione made many friends, and gradually became familiar with her roommates who had been a bit unhappy earlier.

Most of the books given by friends, the image of the know-it-all nerd is deeply rooted in people's hearts. But Hermione did like it very much, and put the books neatly aside, intending to use them as bedtime reading this semester.

What Harry and Ron received were gift box sets from Honeydukes Candy Shop - Collector's Edition of Colorful Chocolate Frog Cards, and Pibi's All-Flavour Beans Free Pack.

Hermione and Loren didn't have the habit of collecting chocolate frog pictures. Every card they drew would be given to Harry. Occasionally, when a rare card was drawn, Ron would compete with him. As for Bibi's multi-flavor beans, they were completely Ron's favourite.

She had every reason to believe that the gifts given by these two people were chosen according to their own preferences.

Putting the candy gift box next to the book and looking at the remaining gifts, Hermione had an ominous premonition.

Isn’t it a gift box filled with cockroaches that Loren sent?

If so, he is dead!

Surprisingly, there was no gift from Loren in the pile. Hermione felt a little regretful but also felt a burst of joy, which meant that he wanted to hand the gift into his own hands.

Anyway, it’s not like she forgot her birthday. She remembered it when she first entered school last year. Will she forget it this year?

Wash and dress, fix your hair, and then go to the auditorium for breakfast.

Loren had just arrived at the auditorium, with a look of laziness in his eyes that he had just woken up from. He yawned in his mouth and tried to ejaculate but couldn't. He slowly took the food on the long table.

He saw Hermione from a distance, wearing an elegant black magic robe, a plain white shirt collar with a pretty face, and a Gryffindor red and yellow tie.

As soon as the girl saw him, she couldn't help but smile. Her smile became brighter and brighter, and then she ran towards him in a hurry. The long and silky hair dances behind the head, leading people's eyes to dance along with it.

Hermione sat down next to him and said cheerfully and naturally: "I'll have a sandwich. I'll have bacon, ham and eggs."

Loren:? ? ?

Facing Loren's puzzled gaze, Hermione raised her smooth chin and answered matter-of-factly: "Today is my birthday!"

The reason was sufficient and legitimate, and Loren recognized it.

Sandwiched bacon and ham with slices of bread and handed them to her, Loren asked in a very impatient tone: "Milk or juice?"

"Milk!" Hermione replied jovially, and then couldn't help but asked curiously, "Where's my birthday present?"

"I'll give it to you later."

"Okay!" The girl's voice was brisk.

During the entire breakfast, Hermione's raised corners of her mouth did not lower, and she smiled while eating. It seemed that today's food was more delicious than before.

Loren stabbed a piece of steak with a fork, put it to his mouth and took a vicious bite. While chewing hard, he said: "When it's my birthday next time, I will let you feed food to my mouth."

Hermione had finished eating and was waiting nearby. She put her hands on the stool, her calves were swinging under the table, and she was humming a brisk melody. Everything showed that she was happy. Not at all intimidated by Loren's threats.

After finishing his steak, Loren said angrily to the cheerful Hermione: "Come with me."

"Oh!" Hermione followed him obediently, "Where are we going?"

"Did you know? After the little wizard reaches third grade, he can go to Hogsmeade Village on specific weekends." Loren said.

Hermione immediately understood where he planned to go, her heart beat violently, and she exclaimed: "Hogsmeade!"

The little witch looked around nervously for a while, and then breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that no one was around. She grabbed Loren's sleeve and said in a low voice: "But we are only in the second grade, and there is no parent signature. This is against school rules. "

"This week is activity week. Many students will go to Hogsmeade, so no one will notice us." Loren had already made plans for the day.

"But...but," Hermione was speechless for a while. If it was Hermione in the past, she would definitely stop this crazy behavior without hesitation, but now her heart is moved, she is actually moved!

On his 13th birthday, go on a unique adventure with Loren and blend in with the senior students to visit Hogsmeade... What a tempting choice.

Hermione felt very complicated: "We can't hide this from Filch and Mrs. Norris. Professor McGonagall will definitely not allow us to go to Hogsmeade."

"Don't forget that we are in Hogwarts, a school full of magic and miracles." Loren led Hermione up the stairs. He took out a square piece of parchment from his pocket. It bears obvious signs of wear, indicating its age.

Hermione stepped forward and looked at the worn parchment curiously.

Loren pulled out his wand and tapped the parchment: "I solemnly swear that I will do no evil."

The originally blank page of the yellowed worn-out parchment changed. Countless fiber traces on the paper changed and spliced ​​into regular lines. A black ink dot first appeared in the middle of the paper, and hundreds of ink lines extended from it. , criss-crossing like a spider web.

Large green squiggles appeared on the paper:

Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs

Gentlemen who are here to help magical mischief makers.

Introducing

Marauder's Map

Then the cursive letters disappeared from the paper, and thin ink lines flowed along the veins, drawing a detailed map of Hogwarts Castle. There are not only details of all the rooms and venues, but also many small moving black dots, and a line of extremely small fonts next to the small black dots.

Hermione moved closer to read the words on it carefully, and read aloud: "Filch and Mrs. Norris, Peeves, Professor Flitwick—"

Combining the name with the terrain on the map, Hermione immediately understood the function of this map. Pointing to the black dots on it, she said incredulously: "It can check the location of everyone in the castle."

Loren smiled and nodded, pointing to the only two small black dots on the fourth floor corridor on the map: "These are the two of us. George and Fred told me that there are seven secret passages in the school leading directly to Hogsmeade. , but Filch guards four of them, and the entrance to another one is under the roots of the Whomping Willow. These five secret passages are inconvenient to use. There are two entrances to the remaining secret passages, one of which is here."

…

Half an hour later.

Hermione stood in front of the rows of shelves filled with delicious and juicy sweets, looking dazed.

In the magical Marauder's Map, if you tap the statue of the one-eyed hunchbacked witch with your magic wand, the entrance to the secret passage will open. Through the twists and turns, you can walk through the cold and wet earth, climb up the long stone stairs, and lift the door above your head. The trap door, the next moment, appears in a brightly lit candy store.

What she had just experienced was like an hallucination. She watched Loren study the new products of Honeydukes Candy Shop with great interest, and her ears could hear the chatter of other senior little wizards. I still feel like these scenes are unreal.

Under the big tasting sign, the introduction text of the new product was pitifully small. Loren could only see it clearly when he got closer: "Bibido's new series of strange-flavored beans, with the smell of eye excrement, nose excrement, earwax, and - dandruff." !”

Even Loren, who thinks he is well-informed, has to admit that the candy store's product development concepts are very advanced. It was hard to imagine how they came up with the flavors, and Loren thought the candy store owner Ambrosio Froome's mental state was questionable.

He turned to look at Hermione, who was still thinking about life, and reached out to the booger-flavored strange-flavored beans with her eager little hand. When he was about to touch it, Loren hesitated and turned to the pickled beans placed next to him. Cucumber flavor.

He picked up a strange-flavored bean between his thumb and index finger, and slowly and calmly fed it to Hermione's mouth.

Snapped!

Hermione slapped the restless hand away and was speechless for a while: "What do you want to do?"

The plan failed. Loren was a little disappointed and regretful: "I didn't do anything, I just wanted to see how the strange-flavored beans tasted."

"Then why don't you eat it yourself?"

“I don’t think these flavors taste good.”

"you……"

This man's confident look was a bit disgusting. Hermione clenched her fist and wanted to hit him.

Anyway, they are already in Hogsmeade. Hermione finally persuaded herself to accept the reality with the strongest reason of "I'm here" and started shopping in Honeydukes Candy Store.

This week is the activity week at Hogwarts. Most of the senior wizards came to Hogsmeade, and their figures filled the candy shop. The patient students were selecting candies to pack and buy back to the castle, while some impatient ones bought them on the spot and started enjoying them.

Loren and the others once ordered candies using owls, which was the main way of shopping in the castle. Send the galleons to the store together with the shopping list, and the boss will pack the candies according to the list and have the owl send them back.

Before that, on the Hogwarts Express, they tried all kinds of novel magical candies.

But the way to buy candy in the past two weeks was not as shocking as entering the world of candy now. Rows of shelves are filled with delicious, juicy candies, chunks of creamy marzipan, sparkling pink coconut sorbet and honey-colored toffee.

Looking at these candies, it seems that the air is filled with a sweet smell. There were samples for tasting in front of the candy shelf, and Loren pulled Hermione closer to start, trying each candy. The sweet syrup coats the teeth and tongue, making people feel happy.

"I like coconut sorbet!" Hermione's eyes were bright, and there was coconut icing powder on the corner of her mouth, like a satisfied little cat after eating secretly.

Loren used her index finger to apply icing sugar powder for her, held it in front of her eyes and said with a smile, "We can buy a box when we leave, no need to take it out."

"Ouch!" Hermione bit his finger, but he flexibly dodged it.

Eating from one shelf to the other, Loren saw a sign hanging on the next shelf: Special Effects Candy.

George and Fred were standing just below the sign, studying a toad-shaped ice cream. Loren led Hermione and quietly walked behind the two of them.

"How do they make the ice cream still beat in the stomach? It's incredible!" George raised the toad ice cream in front of his eyes.

"If we can crack it, we can make vomiting skipping candy!" Fred said with anticipation.

"Then Professor McGonagall will expel you, and you will be able to skip class forever." Loren suddenly spoke up.

George was shaken by shock, put the toad ice cream back on the shelf, and responded with a smile: "Ha, of course it's impossible. Although we always make trouble, Professor McGonagall still likes us."

"Hey! Happy birthday Hermione!" Fred winked at Hermione behind him and joked: "It turns out that Loren borrowed the Marauder's Map to prepare a special birthday gift. Don't forget that we have a share of credit here! "

"Thank you." Hermione was no longer as shy as before after being teased by the two more.

George took Fred by the collar and walked out: "Let's go, we have to go to Zog's Joke Shop to see new products, so don't disturb their world."

"Have fun!" Fred's voice was dragged away.

I originally had 2k left, but the computer problem caused me to lose the manuscript, so I rushed it out as soon as possible.