Hufflepuff never works overtime

Chapter 290 Feyce ​​([-])

Hiding in the corner and watching the dazed-looking 'myself' pacing towards the bathroom, Faith half leaned against the cold wall, gently rubbing the time-turner hanging on her chest with her fingers, her eyes full of loneliness.

This long night really made her a little tired, and now all she could think about was going back to see if her Miss Granger was well. As for those bad things, let her self deal with them the next day.

I believe Hermione should be able to draw a clearer conclusion after listening to this experience...

Faith walked to the door of the infirmary with heavy steps. The cold wind that hit her made her shrink her neck subconsciously, and wrapped her tossed robe tightly with one hand, only then did she notice that the dirt on it had not been dealt with—even He looked even worse than when he left.

Glancing at the infirmary with the half-open door, Hermione was still sleeping obediently on the hospital bed, and on the other side were Weasley who was yelling and Madam Pomfrey with a helpless expression.

Faith hid behind the door, absently cleaning her robes with her wand, clumsy with her high swollen wrists.

I don't know how to explain to Madam Pomfrey later, accidentally fell?

"It hurts! Can you be a little lighter? This is my leg, not the stuffed candy..."

Ron's mouth seemed to never stop, but no matter how fiercely he yelled, the other party's words were like a wisp of smoke, slipping from one ear of Faith into the other, no matter how loudly he yelled. will cause any disturbance.

"By the way, Madam Pomfrey, may I ask what Hermione looks like..." Ron looked towards the door as he spoke, and after confirming that the person who went to the bathroom did not return, he still lowered his voice. He asked in a hesitant voice, "Is she all right now?"

Madam Pomfrey froze for a moment, then nodded with a smile, "Yes, her life is not in any danger now, and she must recover after a period of rest. Fortunately, another girl helped her with emergency treatment. You must know that many Muggles and even wizards who were attacked by werewolves died because their wounds could not be stopped with ordinary medicines."

"That's really great," Ron's hanging heart was slightly relieved, and he glanced out of the window worriedly, knowing that the other friend hadn't had any news until now.

The itchy boy couldn't hold back in the end, and muttered in a low voice, "It seems that I can't provoke her to get angry casually in the future, otherwise Hermione will be pushed into a hurry, wouldn't she be able to bite my head off..."

Hermione wouldn't do that, eating indiscriminately would make you stupid.

Faise retorted silently in her heart, leaning her head against the wall a little tiredly, a burst of uncontrollable sadness tightly engulfed the girl's heart, and also restrained her feet when she was about to step into the infirmary.

I obviously wanted to avoid this ending, but now...

Her fingers tightly clutched the clothes on her chest, Feise was almost out of breath under the weight of deep guilt, her body curled up along the wall, she buried her head in her elbows, and let the tears flow wantonly.

This seemed to be the day she cried the most in a long time. Her red and swollen eyes were hot and painful, but they were still secreting tears.

Faith knew that Hermione would definitely not blame herself or Professor Lupine, and there was a high probability that Miss Granger would be able to accept everything after being at a loss for a while, and move forward again after adjusting.

But knowing and letting go are two different things. Even if the other party can accept without any grudges and forgive without caring, what about yourself?Can I really stop sticking to this?

The wound will heal one day, and the scar will gradually fade, but the transformation from human to werewolf is irreversible, which is far more deadly than the ridiculous comparison of Muggle birth or pure blood birth...

All kinds of questions lingered in her mind, but Faise finally chose to shake her head to stop herself from thinking wildly.

Let's discuss those things after the other party wakes up. As long as I know that the other party is safe and sound, I will be satisfied, as long as Hermione is still alive...

'Many Muggles and even wizards who were attacked by werewolves died because their wounds could not be stopped with ordinary medicine. '

Madam Pomfrey's words flashed through Faise's head suddenly, and the girl stood up abruptly, leaning against the wall beside her while feeling dizzy.

I have always wondered why the medicine powder and time-turner appeared in that corner so coincidentally...

These two things can't be placed randomly, can they?

If someone put it there deliberately and hoped to pick it up, who would it be?What is the purpose?

Who knows that Hermione will be injured tonight, who can get the other party's Time Converter, and who made that bottle of medicine powder...

Faith's eyes widened suddenly, and a layer of cold sweat burst out from her back.

it's me?

A bold conjecture suddenly appeared in her bewildered head, which made Faise let out a long breath, and her heart suddenly thumped.

The evening wind howled and slapped the window beside her. The girl looked at the time converter in her hand with some hesitation, and then glanced at the time—[-]:[-]...

The first thing she could think of was that there was only one person in the whole school who could help her make the powder—Professor Snape.

Reminiscent of the time I originally agreed with the professor this afternoon should be [-]:[-], but the other party was late for an entire hour, and I didn't even bother to give any explanation...

is it possible?

Faith's lower lip was bitten without a trace of blood. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she had to 'go back' again.

If everything that happened in the past is already doomed, even if the future self has not yet done it.

Then her only choice now was to go back to six hours ago and stop Professor Snape who was about to meet with 'herself', so as to ensure that the bottle of medicine powder would appear where it should appear.

The moon peeped faintly from among the clouds, illuminating the girl's pale face and elongating the shadow under her feet.

Faith pulled out the time-turner that was still warm, without hesitation, she immediately moved the small hourglass with her fingers.

six hours...

Hermione once said that the rewinding time of the time converter without side effects is only five hours, but she obviously doesn't care about so many rules now, and an hour's difference will not kill her.

Indistinct clouds and harsher noises began to reverberate in Faise's head. Compared with the last time, this experience can only be described as bad.

The person seemed to be flattened and rounded. Faise felt that her consciousness was being stretched infinitely and stretched again. Everything in front of her eyes began to distort and deform. In just a few seconds, cold sweat fell like a torrential rain. She couldn't stand up at all. Steady, and even felt as if he was turned upside down with the whole world, being hung upside down in the air.

Her body hit the concrete floor heavily, Faith subconsciously covered the Time Converter with both hands, her eyes closed tightly.

has it ended?

The uncomfortable feeling of stomach churning subsided slightly, and Faith resisted the throbbing pain in her temples and opened her eyes. The dazzling sunlight hit her face directly from the window, but it didn't bring much warmth.

Faith supported the wall and stood up staggeringly, her steps changed from faltering to hasty, and there was only one thought in her head—to rush to the direction of the main building—even if the sweat slipped down her temples, she had no time to wipe it off.

Fortunately, the stain on the robe was simply dealt with just now, and there was no accident this time. She trotted all the way and turned into the stairwell. Among the passing crowd, Faise noticed the familiar figure at first sight.

Reason couldn't hold back the clamor of desire, and when she came back to her senses, she had already grabbed the opponent's wrist. Seeing the opponent slowly turn her head and look at her with delighted and surprised eyes, Faise's heart beat unbalanced for a while.

The eyes softened instantly, and a warm current healed the tired heart in the chest, the girl murmured.

"Hermione..."

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The author's words:

Suddenly found that the causal relationship about the medicine powder was not well written, so I will make some revisions to the previous article, so please rest assured that it will not affect the general plot ╰(*°▽°*)╯

Chapter 290 Two Feys (Eleventh)

Faith understood that it was at such a time that she should not act emotionally. There was not much time left for her to stop Professor Snape halfway, and the most urgent thing to do was to ensure that the medicine powder was placed in that position smoothly.

But she really couldn't help it...

Looking at Hermione's ruddy face, feeling the other's hand naturally holding her own, and the naughty fingertips still lightly sweeping the back of her hand, everything seemed so warm and natural.

If everything that night hadn't happened...

Guilt and pity swept over and swallowed Faise almost instantly. Even Hermione had no time to listen to what she was saying. When she was immersed in this uncontrollable fear and anxiety, it was a warm embrace after all. Cut her off from those negative thoughts.

I only felt a blur in front of my vision, and a layer of transparent liquid covered my eyeballs, but Faise resisted it not to let it fall.

"Did something happen?"

There was no answer, and Faith was afraid that once she opened her mouth, sobs would rush out of her throat, and she was afraid that once she opened her mouth, she would no longer be able to restrain her desire to confide in the other party.

Why subject yourself to all this?

She just wanted her Miss Granger to spend every day well and happily. Is this request so difficult?

Faith knew she was no saint, and it would be a lie to say that she had no complaints.

But she also understands that Professor Lupine did not become a werewolf because he wanted it. It is normal for Sirius, who has been imprisoned in Azkaban for more than ten years, to desire revenge. Hermione will never let things go her way. Development in an unwanted direction, and I... I just hope to change that painful future.

Instead of continuing to entangle in such pain, it is better to pour all the resentment on that fat mouse.

Faise no longer cared about what would happen to the real culprit, she let herself follow Hermione step by step, and was led to sit down by the corridor.

The sun was shining on her back, bringing warmth. When Faith lowered her head, she saw Hermione half kneeling on the ground, with her hands on her knees, looking over her head. radian.

Not wanting the clever little lion to get to the bottom of it—even if the other party has already discovered something is wrong, it should not be able to guess the real situation—Feisi spoke first.

"I am fine."

As she absent-mindedly added to her flawed lies, Feise couldn't help but feel a little emotional. For herself, today was really too long...

But it will be over soon. When she puts the medicine bottle in the corridor, she will definitely let the swollen and painful ball on her shoulder rest for a few days. No matter what the final result is, she believes that she can be with He Min face it together.

The soreness in her wrist penetrated into her bones, which made Faise enjoy the meticulous service of the other party with peace of mind.

Fortunately, the final exam is over today, otherwise, with a wrist that is swollen like a muffin cake, I don't expect to get any good grades...

Even Faise herself felt that the few explanations were a bit far-fetched. Looking at Hermione's little eyes that hesitated to speak, she knew that the other party obviously didn't believe her, but that look of wondering whether she should puncture her was really cute, and she couldn't help it. He stopped and stroked his little brown head.

The delicate and soft touch passed over the palm, and Hermione naturally raised her head slightly, so that the palm and the hair could fit better, and also conveyed that worried gaze.

Following the opponent's movements, the dark gold chain slid out from the neckline, and the swaying pendant immediately attracted Faise's attention, her brows were slightly arched, and her movements also showed a little hesitation.

Although she still wanted to continue to be tender with Hermione for a while, the passing time did not give her this chance.

Seeing that the hands on Hermione's wrist were getting closer to the appointed time, Faith finally stood up reluctantly, "It's getting late Hermione, didn't Professor Hagrid invite you, Potter and Weasley?" Go to his hut, I should get down to business."

Force yourself not to look back at the other person's reaction, for fear of taking another look, you will be reluctant to take steps.

Suddenly feeling a small force grabbing her sleeve, Faise turned her head subconsciously, and a pair of brown eyes shining with concern came into her eyes. The mental preparation she had made with great difficulty was defeated in an instant.

I have worked so hard for so long, it shouldn't be too much to charge a little interest, right?

The girl blushed while thinking about it in her heart, lowered her head and kissed the corner of Hermione's tender lips unusually proactively, seeing her eyes wide open in shock and her unbelievable stupidity, she couldn't help chuckling inwardly.

The fingers around the neck of the other party happened to feel a touch of cold touch, Faise's heart trembled, and a complex expression flashed across her face. Due to the rush of time, she had no time to think about it, so she could only act according to her heart.

Fortunately, Miss Granger has always been a focused person. Seeing the other party's eyes fluttering and eyelashes fluttering slightly, Faith's throat couldn't help moving. After Hermione closed her eyes, a self-deprecating flash of self-deprecation flashed in her eyes.

A purposeful kiss.

Even so, Faise still spent a lot of energy to force reason to gain a slight upper hand in this lingering, so that her uncontrollably trembling hands could complete its special task.

The grievance and indebtedness weighed down Faith's chest, making her more eager to end all this, so that she could tell the other party the whole thing, and she knew that the only person in front of her who could resolve her inner uneasiness—unfortunately, it was Six Hermione in an hour.

Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to notice anything unusual, but when Hermione opened her eyes, those rippling eyes made Faise feel even more guilty. a few steps.

"I have the ability to protect you, so if something happens to you, remember that I will always be by your side."

The shout behind her was like a sharp knife, piercing straight into the softest part of Feise's heart, and the big tears kept dripping from the end of her eyes like broken beads, she couldn't help it after all.

You did fulfill your promise, but I failed to protect you...

Not daring to raise her hand to wipe the tears on her face, Faise did not turn her head, but lowered her head, letting the hot water drops slide into her neckline along her fragile neck, and wet her heart.

The eye sockets and the tip of the nose were all bright red, and it took a long time to squeeze out a syllable.

"Um……"

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The author's words:

In this chapter, let the cubs post a little o(*≧▽≦)ツ

I'm sorry, I went to get vaccinated yesterday, but when I came back, the whole staff seemed to be carrying a bucket of water up and down the ten-story building. I really didn't do anything except sleep, which made everyone wait for a long time!

I have made up yesterday's small expression, don't forget to refresh

Chapter 290 Three Feys ([-])

"Professor, Professor Snape!"

After finally finding that windy black figure walking in the corridor on the second floor, Faith's eyes lit up, and she let out a long sigh of relief, ignoring to wipe off the thin sweat from her forehead, she hurriedly caught up with him. pace.

"Professor? I want to ask you something..."

The opponent's steps were big and fast, Faise had to trot for two steps from time to time in order not to be left behind, and her already dizzy head started to run like this, causing a faint pain.

"Orest," Snape said without the slightest intention of accommodating the other party, his tone was steady without any waves, "I remember I told you to wait for me in the Potions classroom at 03:30?"

"Yes, Professor," Faith saw the other party walking towards the stairs leading to the underground, the girl's tone was unavoidably anxious, "But Professor, you can listen to my explanation first..."

"You're already late."

Snape took out the pocket watch from his pocket, held the chain with his pale and slender fingers, and shook the dial in front of the other party. Coupled with the impatient expression on his face and the high frown, if it was normal, After being choked like this, Faise must have resigned herself to her fate and shut up and followed behind her.