The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

Loren looked amused and pinched the tip of her nose: "Not only Professor Snape and I know about Professor Lupin's werewolf identity, but Principal Dumbledore also knows about it. I suspect Professor McGonagall also knows about it, and Mrs. Pomfrey. , maybe she also knows."

"Huh?" Hermione opened her eyes wide and began to be in a daze.

This was completely different from the serious situation she thought. Because of the "Anti-Werewolf Act" promoted by the "Daily Prophet", she thought that Professor Lupine's identity must be kept strictly confidential, and leaking it would mean unemployment and expulsion.

That’s why Professor Snape guided the young wizards to discover...

Hey, wait a minute.

Yes, why didn't Professor Snape directly expose Professor Lupine?

"Do you remember the Wolfsbane Potion? When I was in first grade, I had to send one copy to my family every month. Professor Luping drank the improved version of the Wolfsbane Potion and was hospitalized and unable to teach." Loren explained.

Hermione's eyes opened wider: "Did Professor Snape poison the medicine?"

"What outrageous plots are you thinking about?" Loren smiled and shook his head, "I brewed the Wolfsbane potion, but the newly added medicinal ingredients were too irritating, so I sent Professor Lupine into it. hospital's."

"You survived..." Hermione nodded belatedly, and she remembered, "So, what you said some time ago is that the potion brewed in the Room of Requirement is the Wolfsbane potion?"

"Well, the general direction specified by Professor Snape, and the experimental details I designed. Some... some rare materials were added. The improved wolfsbane potion is more irritating. If nothing else, the transformation brought about The pain will be weaker."

Loren paused and pondered for a moment, "But I don't know whether Professor Snape wants to help Professor Lupin or just wants to tease him."

"It must be to tease Professor Lupin!" Hermione said firmly, "He deliberately taught the chapter about nocturnal animals in advance, and also guided everyone to pay attention to identifying werewolves. It must be to expose Professor Lupin."

"That's right, Professor Luping. Put it aside for now."

Loren's eyes were fixed on the girl, "Let's talk about it. A certain Miss Granger was angry with me because of Professor Snape, and she planned to take me to an empty classroom without knowing the truth of the matter. How should I deal with this matter if I get a scolding?"

"me……"

Hermione's face, which gradually calmed down, suddenly turned red again, and her white and tender neck began to become congested with blood.

Unable to find a reason to defend herself, Hermione simply started to lie. She raised her head, raised her chin, and said with a pinched neck, "I was wrong about this. I apologize. I'm sorry. This is okay."

"Apologise? Miss Granger, your tone of voice doesn't seem to be sincere."

There was a faint smile on Loren's lips, and his gaze was as hot as a fire spell, which made Hermione panic.

"What do you want-well..."

In a hidden abandoned classroom, a boy with black hair and black eyes leaned forward, took the girl's red lower lip and sucked it gently.

The soft and tender lip flesh is like pudding, with a faint sweetness.

Ingeniously, it's the touch of two people.

…

【Dear mother:

Hopefully, when you receive this letter, you won’t be busy looking at your patient’s wisdom teeth or calculating your dental office’s tax bill. Your poor daughter comes to you with many confusions, hoping to get some help.

This made me very distressed. Until I started writing this letter, my restless heart could not stop beating faster when I thought about what happened during the day.

It's really unspeakable. A lot has changed for me since I last spent his birthday with Loren. During class, I would always look at him unconsciously, and get closer to him unconsciously. I would feel peaceful and relaxed by his side. This feeling is just like when you are by my side, but there is something different about it that I can’t explain clearly.

Ever since he combed my hair, I would hesitate in front of the mirror every morning when I got up. I hesitated whether I should spend more time taking care of this unruly hair, and whether I should use some teeth on my imperfect front teeth. magic. My roommates Lavender and Parvati consulted Madam Pomfrey, the school nurse...

Thankfully Hogwarts has a uniform dress code and I don't have to choose between the dress Loren likes and the shirt I like.

Many nights, we have discussed the psychological issues of adolescence. You have talked to me about the topic of love. I have also read many books on physical and psychological aspects. Thank you and my father for your enlightened teachings...

I am extremely clear and extremely sure that I should focus on my studies, I should persuade that bad guy to focus on my studies with me, and stop his ridiculous behavior. But mom, I don’t know what to do. Whenever he gets close, I just want to get closer than him. Whenever he kisses me, I am equally greedy for the feeling of kissing... What should I do?

Help

Your confused daughter]

In the Gryffindor girls' dormitory, Hermione finished writing this unspeakable letter with a blushing heart and a heartbeat. She took several deep breaths before slowly calming down.

After folding the letter and putting it into the thick paper envelope, Hermione got out of bed and walked to the window, handing the letter to Hanhan, the spectacled owl who was waiting here.

Hermione rubbed Hanhan's furry head: "Hanhan, Hanhan, make sure to deliver the letter to my mother, and don't give it to anyone else. If the situation is urgent, destroy the letter."

"Gugu?"

Hanhan's round eyes rolled.

"Don't ask so many questions, just do as I say." Hermione took out the small bundle she had prepared in advance from the pendant and tied it around Hanhan's neck, "This is some dried white rat meat for you to eat on the way. , after you come back, I’ll cover your month’s worth of dried rat meat.”

"Cuckoo! Cuckoo?" The spectacled owl flapped its wings happily.

"Yeah, they're all guinea pigs."

The owl Hanhan was assured, and flew out of the window with high spirits, drawing a happy arc in the night sky.

At this moment, several roommates sitting around Lavender's bed poked their heads out, and Parvati greeted: "Hermione, have you finished writing your letter?"

"Oh, oh, it's done!"

"Come over as soon as you finish writing and teach us some tips on falling in love!"

Hermione was silent for a moment, pursed her lips, slowly walked over, and joined the night conversation in the girls' dormitory.

…

Gryffindor boys' dormitory.

Ron explained to Harry the Quidditch tactics without shame, using donuts as scoring rings, licorice wands as broomsticks, and Bibi's multi-flavored beans as Quaffles and Bludgers.

"I'm planning a novel tactic. After the goalkeeper intercepts the Quaffle, he will knock it away. Then when the Quaffle is sliding, he will knock the Bludger away to form-" Ron said Gotta dance.

"Wait a minute!" Harry held down his hand, "How can you, a goalkeeper, knock the Bludger away?"

"Well..." Ron thought about it carefully, "We'll talk about this when I go on stage."

"That doesn't sound right," Harry said expressionlessly.

"Why is it unreliable? The rules don't say you can't do this..."

The two quarreled over the feasibility of this technology, and neither could convince the other. In the end, they had to enlist their roommates to support their own views.

"Seamus, Neville, what do you think?"

Neville concentrated on writing in his diary without looking up.

Seamus lazily raised his eyes: "I think Harry is right. Ron, you'd better become a goalkeeper first."

"Damn it!" Ron gritted his teeth in dissatisfaction and turned to look at his other roommate who was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding the bedpost and giggling, "What about you Loren, what do you think?"

"Ah?" Loren came back to his senses, "I think it all makes sense——"

When he spoke, he touched the wound on his lip and groaned in pain.

Harry looked over curiously: "Are you injured Loren? How did you get injured?"

"I got it when I was catching a cat."

"Crookshanks? He doesn't look like a scratching cat."

"Another naughty kitten."

…

According to the senior wizards who had Defense Against the Dark Arts classes, Professor Lupine recovered the next day and returned to the classroom to teach normally. Except for his face being a little pale and the smell of body wash all over his body, everything else was fine. .

This relieved the worried little wizards. After all, the results of Defense Against the Dark Arts professors every year are not very good, and Professor Lupine is the best Defense Against the Dark Arts professor they have encountered in recent years. .

After spending an ordinary weekend, on Monday afternoon, the third-year Gryffindors walked towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom with some apprehension.

"If Snape comes to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts again, I will skip class!" Ron said solemnly.

"Although you are both Weasleys, you don't have the skills of George and Fred. If you skip class, you will be imprisoned." Harry smiled, "Don't worry, when I learned the Patronus Charm from Professor Lupin yesterday, He's healthy. If you hadn't insisted on practicing Quidditch..."

"I want to be the goalkeeper of Gryffindor! And being healthy yesterday does not mean being healthy today. Who can say for sure..." Ron waved his hands, "I think Professor Lupine was the first person to enter the hospital. The poison Nap poisoned may be poisoned again.”

"If you're still worried, I can help you get hospitalized so that Madam Pomfrey can't even find you." Loren joked.

Ron curled his lips, trotted to the door of the classroom, opened the door, looked around, and shouted happily: "It's better now!"

Professor Lu Ping was standing on the podium looking at everyone with a smile. He didn't seem to be in any discomfort, and even the pale complexion mentioned by the seniors was no longer there.

Seeing Loren come in, Lupine smiled and nodded to him.

Loren breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and whispered to Hermione: "Okay, okay, my wolfsbane potion didn't turn into poison."

Hermione seemed to be distracted, and after a while she raised her head and replied in a daze: "Huh? Oh, yes, yes."

"Why do you seem to be out of energy..." Loren frowned and leaned forward to look into her eyes, "Are you too tired from the divination class and ancient runes in the morning?"

Hermione blushed and ducked away: "No, it's not. Oh, it's class, come in quickly..."

The students cheered and sat down, accusing Snape of his behavior when he was a substitute teacher.

"We don't even know what a werewolf is..."

"He is just a substitute professor, why should he give us homework?"

"Yeah, two whole rolls of parchment!"

Professor Lupine looked at every indignant face with a smile. His expression did not change even when he heard that the content of the substitute class was about werewolves. He pondered for a moment: "Don't worry, kids, I will talk to Professor Snape. You don't need to write that." a paper.”

"Great!"

Every little wizard except Hermione burst into cheers of surprise.

"Okay, students, today we are going to learn about Xinkpunk, a small one-legged creature that looks like it is made of smoke..."

Thursday, September 30, 1993, was the fifteenth day of August in the traditional calendar of an Eastern country.

The fullest moon day of the year.

There is also a Defense Against the Dark Arts class today, and the third-year Gryffindor wizards continue to learn Xinkpunk.

"Hinkpunks will lead those who are lost on the journey into the swamp..." Professor Lupine was teaching as usual, and the little wizards were taking notes. Except that his smile was smaller than usual, there was no other difference.

"Did you notice the lantern it's holding? Imagine if you were lost in the forest, night fell, darkness fell, and this lantern danced forward in the mist - people followed the light, and then..."

Xinkpunk let out a terrifying howl at the right time, making the little wizards' eyes widen in fright.

While Professor Lupin was answering his doubts, Hermione reached out and poked Loren's arm, and whispered: "Loren, tonight is the night of the full moon, right?"

"Yes."

"What will Professor Lupine do? Will the wolfsbane potion you made be effective? Will Principal Dumbledore be with him..." The little witch's face was full of worry.

Loren smiled: "Don't worry, I will guard Professor Lupin. He will go to the Shrieking Shack to wait for his transformation, and he will not come back until dawn."

"Then..." Hermione hesitated, "Can I come along?"

Loren looked over in surprise: "Huh?"

…

"go together?"

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom after class, a surprised Lupine Remus looked at the little witch, then looked at the little wizard next to him with suspicious eyes, and stopped arranging the teaching aids.

Loren spread his hands helplessly: "I didn't tell the secret. She inferred it from the behavior of Boggart and Professor Snape."

"Yes, Professor Lupin, I want to go to the Shrieking Shack with you. I want to know more." Hermione nodded and said with firm eyes, "When the Anti-Werewolf Act was implemented, I I just want to know more about werewolves, and I think this bill is an unfair bill.”

Understanding the unfinished meaning of the girl's words, Lupine was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled: "You know, Miss Granger, you are bolder than a werewolf like me."

"So..." Hermione looked at the always gentle professor tentatively, "Can I, professor?"

"What reason do I have to refuse you? The upright and brave Miss Granger."