Hufflepuff never works overtime

"Well... there are indeed some things that are destined, like you will become a wizard, Harry's father has a talent for Quidditch, so Harry can perform so well, you don't have to pay too much attention to those."

"Then you mean I have no hope at all, tell me not to try?"

"I'm not?" Hermione scratched her head vigorously, her expression became a little distressed.

"I'm just saying that everyone has something they are good at... Sigh, why am I doing something I'm not good at again, I should have known I shouldn't have comforted you."

She lay on the table depressed, wondering why she had already made it clear, but the other party still insisted on digging into the corner and running on her.

But Faise's expression was not very clear when she heard what Tarsila said just now, so she shouldn't have any problems, right?

"I can see that you are really not good at it, and you haven't been comforted at all!"

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The author's words:

After thinking about it, I felt that it was impossible for Faise to force her mouth to change Hermione's behavior, because she was actually attracted by the character of the little lion.

It can only let Hermione find out that sometimes "outspoken" is really not that attractive, and then slowly adjust herself to find a balance that is acceptable to herself and others

After all, Miss Granger is so cute, even if she doesn't get everyone's likes, she just gets a little preference, isn't that too much~

There is a second update at four in the afternoon!

Chapter 43 Return Gift

Hermione shrugged speechlessly. She didn't want to continue arguing with the irrational person. It seemed that she had been talking to herself just now, and the other party didn't listen to what she was saying at all.

"Faye?"

She glanced at Faise, who rarely had a gap between her brows, her serious expression was about to fail, imitating what the other party had just done, rubbing her fingers between her brows, and said in a relaxed tone.

"She doesn't want to stay with me, I'd better leave."

Faith nodded silently, took out the magic wand in her robe and aimed it at the desk, "Pack /Pack/"

Most of the books and stationery on the two people's desks automatically flew into Hermione's satchel hanging on the chair, and the remaining two new books that needed to be borrowed from Mrs. Pince were closed and flew into Faise's hands.

"You just expected me to carry a bag," Hermione gave her a helpless look. "Forget about being lazy. If I go back this year and find high and low shoulders, I'll tell my mother that it's all your fault."

"Dad has cast a levitation spell on it to maintain its weight, so it doesn't matter how many things you put in it, it's the same," Fayse argued for herself, and she carried out the lazy behavior logically.

"See you tonight, Leviathan," she paused, and said calmly under the eyes of Tarsila staring at her, "Goldstein, it's wrong for you to do this, I brought Hermione here not to be bullied by you her."

"Okay, let's go," Hermione pulled Faise towards the door, "bye."

"Well, goodbye Orest, Granger."

The two walked quickly, and after losing the two figures on the opposite side, their table became completely silent, only the occasional sound of Miriam turning the pages of the book.

Tarsila felt uncomfortable everywhere, and she knew that there must be something wrong with her, otherwise it would be impossible for the always gentle Faith to speak to herself in that tone.

She even called me by my last name, is she going to draw a line with me forever...

Tarsila covered her face with her hands and made an expression like that of the people in the famous painting "The Scream". She finally realized that she seemed to be in trouble.

She thought she was just messing around with Granger as usual, and that it wasn't once or twice that she couldn't keep her mouth shut, and that... well... she was guilty.

She looked to Miriam for help, who was still reading a book calmly. Tarsila didn't know how to speak, so she could only stare at Miriam with pitiful eyes.

"If I were you, I'd run to Granger and apologize right away."

Miriam closed her Potions class notes and stretched her waist, "Of course, you can choose to continue being so willful, but you must know that no one is obliged to tolerate you unconditionally, and don't regard other people's bottom line as your own. A stage where you can play on your own."

"Then what if she doesn't forgive me?"

"What can you do, you will lose two friends." Miriam looked at her with a half-smile, "You didn't know how to use your brain when you got into trouble, but you knew how to think about it afterwards? Why don't you leave early if you have this time! "

"Oh, good!" Tarsila stood up suddenly from her seat, and the chair made a "squeak" sound when it mopped the floor, attracting many dissatisfied eyes, and Miriam quickly buried her head in the book beside her.

She hurriedly packed her books and hugged them in her arms, and looked at Miriam, who was unresponsive, "Aren't you going with me..."

"It's not me who is hated by Granger and Orest, why do I always help you deal with the aftermath?" The other party leisurely flipped a page, "It's time for dinner, they must be in the auditorium, I don't know I can't afford to lose this guy."

"Then shall I go?"

Miriam didn't bother to pay attention to her, and just waved to her, "Good luck."

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"Are you angry?"

After leaving the library, Faith walked forward without saying a word. Miss Granger, who was particularly curious about her state, stretched out her hand in front of her and shook her, "Hey? Miss Orest? "

"Don't mess with Hermione," Faith put her hand back where it should be. Seeing the little lion's smirk, she couldn't help but feel a little helpless, "I'm thinking about you."

"Don't worry about it so much, why don't you think about your next Potions class when you have this time, Professor Snape..." Hermione recalled her Potions class in the morning, and Harry was scolded miserably Can't do it, "Oh, he's really not kidding,"

"Hermione..."

Before Faith could speak, Hermione interrupted the other party with a clear face, "You must be wondering if it's your fault again, and you shouldn't let me and Goldstein meet or something."

"I know." She turned her hands behind her back and walked a few steps deliberately, so that Faise could not see the smile on the corner of her mouth and her hot face.

"You told those Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws that I acted radically to prove that Muggle-born wizards are no worse than those who blindly admire pure-bloods."

Hermione turned to look at Faise, the afterglow of the setting sun cast a hazy light on her face, covering her shyness, leaving only those bright brown eyes expressing her joy to the fullest.

"Recently, many people are willing to come to me to ask questions after class, and even say hello to me on the road, probably because of this."

Realizing that her little thoughts had been shattered, Faith shyly raised her glasses on the bridge of her nose.

Obviously she deliberately bypassed the Gryffindors, but she didn't expect her sneaky behavior to be discovered, but Hermione looked very happy, so that's not bad...

She licked her lower lip, and was praised by the other party, and the pride in her heart sneaked up, "Actually, Slytherin also tried it, but they..."

Faith's expression looked a little depressed, she really couldn't figure it out, they were a magic school, not a pet breeding base, and she couldn't figure out what the blood was so important.

"It doesn't matter what they think, thank you really," said Hermione with a big smile, genuinely touched when she heard about it from Ron.

The soft touch disappeared in an instant on his face, leaving only the itchy feeling of the other person's hair brushing against his face, and the special fragrance of Hermione's body - like the smell of ink when opening a book, mixed a little The smell of orange shampoo.

"The return gift from last time~"

Before Faith could ask which time it was to return the gift, Hermione had already grabbed her wrist and ran forward, "Oops, if you don't hurry up, we won't be in time for dinner."

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The author's words:

No matter how I write about myself, I can’t help but be helpless with ambiguous hands

Collect it!What do you guys think about Hermione's smell? (How strange are these words...)

I can’t think of anything very emotional except for the smell of books...but I don’t want to write too clichéd (?-?*)

Alright, I just thought about the taste of the love potion for the two of you, and if there are good suggestions later, I will add it

Chapter 44

Given that Hermione was in a good mood that night, Tarsila graciously forgave him as soon as she apologized and promised to be careful about her words and deeds in the future.

Even so, the grudge that existed in Faith's heart still could not be easily dissipated. She changed her address to Tarsila, but she would no longer directly agree with her to participate in her and Hermione's learning activities—unless she asked in advance. The opinion of the little lion.

The two Gryffindor boys also came to the library occasionally, but usually they just came to ask Hermione some questions, and then left soon, with no interest in staying longer.

In order to leave room for them to chat, Faise would choose to leave for a while at first, but after this behavior was firmly stopped by Hermione, she switched to using earplugs to listen to /Muffliato/, I have to say that this spell is very effective , just seeing the three Gryffindors move their mouths with exaggerated expressions but couldn't hear anything, it made her feel a little funny.

No matter how novel the school is, it is still a school. After the first week, the excitement of the children's first arrival faded away quickly. Everyone basically found their own rhythm of action and walked in this Hogwarts castle in an orderly manner.

Relying on the special training given to her by Hermione during the summer vacation and her own good comprehension ability, even though it is difficult to read textbooks, most of the time the little lion will explain the content to her in advance.

Except for History of Magic and Astronomy, Faith really didn't have much interest in it, and her performance in other classes was decent. Professor McGonagall even gave her an O/excellent/ for her first assignment.

Even in Black Bolt's class, she was able to barely cope with the endless questions from the other party, and occasionally came up with a slightly bright answer—combining the notes from her father and her own understanding.

Professor Snape was quite satisfied with her performance, although it couldn't be seen from that unsmiling face, but she got 5 points for Hufflepuff, which she showed off to Hermione all night ——This is an achievement that even the little lion could not unlock.

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September 9th is an ordinary Thursday for most students, but for Hermione, this year's birthday can only be described in two words, terrible.

Since her and Faith's class schedules were completely different on Thursday, they could only see each other after dinner, but when she finished her flying lesson and rushed to the auditorium, she only saw Miriam and Faith who were still eating. Tarsila, the guy who usually lingers until the second batch of desserts arrives, has already finished eating and left!

According to Miriam, Faise seems to have been selected for the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, so they will have their first practice tonight.

Although this is something worth celebrating, Hermione couldn't be bothered to be happy for each other. She could only meet Harry and Ron who had just arrived with a sullen face, and listened to them continue to tell about the situation at the end of the corridor on the third floor. The ridiculous speculation of the three-headed dog.

Even if she didn't want to, she still had to make the worst guess - Faise probably forgot that today was her birthday.

Since not every child brings an owl to school as a pet, Hogwarts will provide children with owls to communicate with their parents-mainly for some Muggle-born wizards.

Thinking about it, I know that the owl that sent the letter for me should have just flown to her house, and it is impossible to come back in time to deliver the letter and gift to me.

It seems that Mom and Dad's birthday wishes this year are going to be late...

Because I didn't take the initiative to say it, it is impossible for Harry and Ron to know that today is their birthday, and Miriam and Tarsila didn't seem to hear about it from Faith...

"Ah..." The lost little lion started to ravage the dinner on her plate with a knife and fork again, his eyes flicked to the direction of the auditorium door from time to time, expecting that figure to go back and forth.

But she sat until the diners changed batches after batches, and the two boys on the opposite side also left early after eating, but she couldn't see the golden touch appearing at the entrance of the auditorium.

In desperation, Hermione could only go back to the Gryffindor lounge alone in melancholy, and continued to preview the content that might be involved in potions class tomorrow.

It's just too bad that she actually forgot my birthday.

Even if you have already given me a birthday gift in advance, you can just say a word of congratulations to me...

This kind of thing has never happened before, and I don't know where that sports idiot made a mistake, so he chose that broken broom instead of himself.

Imagining the other party rushing towards the field in high spirits, Hermione fiercely turned a page about the introduction of Polyjuice Potion. Fortunately, she took the bracelet that Faise gave her out of the door today.

The arm that has been hidden in the long wizard robe, she will show her wrist when she has nothing to do, even Harry and Ron have noticed, but only the person who wants to show her the most, even the chance to take a look nothing.

Hermione lay down on the table deflated, the books had lost their appeal to her, it seemed that she couldn't read anything tonight.

Feeling a little inexplicably irritable in her heart, she sorted out the messy books on the table, and was going to go back to the dormitory to take off the jewelry on her hands, and then take a good shower to wash away these negative thoughts in her head.

"Hey Granger, there's a strange person at the door looking for you."

Dean walked into the lounge with his face covered in dust, and said to Hermione who was sitting at the table, it seemed that he had just been affected by Seamus' explosion again.

weirdo?Was the Hufflepuff who appeared at the door of the Gryffindor common room an odd one?

An inexplicable expectation suddenly appeared in Hermione's heart, but she still pretended not to care and said, "Okay, I'll go right away."

Don't think too much, maybe it's not her...

Although she was thinking so much to herself, Hermione still didn't even have time to get the books on the table, and couldn't help but hasten her pace to the door of the lounge.

Pushing the door open, she found that there was nothing in front of her eyes. Just when she felt strange, a thin voice sounded from below.

"Please, are you Miss Hermione Granger?"

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The author's words:

When I was chatting with young readers yesterday, I happened to mention the similarities and differences between Doris and Tarsila.

Although these two people feel alike - they like to provoke Hermione, and they are gentler towards Faise, but the reasons for their actions and ranks are actually completely different.

Doris has no interest in Hermione at all. The reason why she taunts the other party is purely because she knows that she is not as good as Hermione in Faise's heart, so her words are aimed at both inside and outside, hoping to make Faise realize through external influence 'Old lady!Much better than her! '

Even Doris has known Faise longer than Hermione, and she knows a lot about Faise, and even has a very high EQ—I recently discovered that children are really good at...

So why did such an invincible Doris lose to Hermione?

And for obvious reasons, because I love Hermione Granger! (cross out)

Because Faise doesn't need you to guess her at all, or to become the number one in her heart by running on others. When Doris was still hesitating about whether she would step on the opponent's minefield, the little lion had already directly Rushed into Faise's heart and dragged her out of the preset boundary of interpersonal communication.

Plus Doris obviously couldn't get into Hogwarts...【Muggle fiasco.Jpg】

And Tarsila is... pure and simple, she actually doesn't hate Hermione that much (Okay, that's the end of the spoiler)

As for why I put a character who may never appear in this book except in the extra episode, I have to ask my brain to such an extent. When it was reviewing recently, it always refused to listen to me, and it knew how to think wildly.