Hufflepuff never works overtime

Faise, who was blocked by layers of crowds, sighed helplessly, while Tarsila leaned her head over and said to her apologetically, "I'm sorry, I just want to inform Hannah that the potion is ready...no Thinking of her screaming so loudly."

"Can you actually think of telling her in the auditorium that her head is full of blueberry jam?" Milian folded her hands on her chest and frowned, "And if it weren't for your procrastination in the afternoon, we wouldn't As for coming later than this group of people... Faise, don't you need to stand a little further?"

"It's okay, I don't like so many people." Faith shrugged when she saw that the crowd started to squeeze in her direction to make way for Mrs. Pomfleur. Harry and Ron also moved to the front. Taking two steps back, "Once they finish their fun, they will naturally leave."

"Yeah," Tarsila pushed away a girl who almost ran into them with her hand, and glared back fiercely when the other party glared over, "Most of the people here didn't even visit when Hermione was petrified." Haven't been here once."

The crowd suddenly became noisy, and Tarsila, who had been bouncing around on the spot, patted Faith on the shoulder excitedly after getting the first-hand news, "Wake up! Hahahahahahahaha, look at Hermione's bewildered look. It's so funny."

It was a little painful to be slapped by the other party's ignorant force, but when she heard the news that the other party had woken up, Faise was really relieved. She pulled her cuff with her fingertips and couldn't help standing on tiptoe.

From the gap between the head and the hairstyle of the person in front, she could vaguely see Hermione talking excitedly with Harry and Ron. Judging from the occasional poking of the onlookers, it must be the matter of the Chamber of Secrets.

The brown-haired girl's face was flushed, and she couldn't help gesticulating with her hands when she was talking about something exciting. From time to time, someone piled condolence gifts on the other party's bed, and Hermione laughed when she praised her heroic deeds. I accepted it.

Faith slowly fell back to the ground on tiptoe, and the picture in front of her was once again blocked by the back of her head. She couldn't tell where the uneasiness and loss in her heart came from, but the sudden irritability made her feel Hermione's feelings for the first time. The smile turned disgusted.

She was also annoyed by the noise of the crowd, not to mention the bursts of echoing laughter and exclamations.

These people... what do they know, do they know what they're abetting?Why are they standing there? The person who should be there the most is...

"Woo woo woo, are you really willing to forgive me?"

It was Sister Weasley's voice.

Amidst the discussion, Ginny's sobs suddenly reached Faise's ears. She lowered her eyes silently, and her uncontrollable hearing heard Hermione's frantic comfort and Ron's apology, every word clearly in her mind Putting together a sentence, Faise felt as if a boulder had been pressed against her chest.

She suddenly said to the two roommates, "It's a bit noisy here, I want to go back first."

Indeed, as Faise said, in this space full of discussions, if you don't pay special attention to discerning, it is impossible to hear a certain person's speech, let alone her speech is not very loud.

Responding to her were still two backs trying to squeeze forward, Faise shook her head, stretched out her hand and patted Miriam's back, saw the other person turned his head with wide eyes, and then leaned into her ear and said, "People here It's too much, I feel a little uncomfortable, I want to go back and rest for a while."

"But Hermione seems to be looking for you?" Miriam looked puzzled at the figure who turned to leave after finishing speaking, and rushed up to grab her hand, "She looked around several times just now, you Wouldn't it be nice to leave without saying hello to her..."

"Do I have to get her permission to come and go?"

Faise suddenly raised her voice, noticing Miriam's shocked expression, she immediately restrained her emotions, and gently struggled to release the other's hand holding her wrist, "There are so many people accompanying her, I would be fine without me. What will happen."

After finishing speaking, he didn't want to listen to the other party's persuasion, so he opened his legs and walked towards the door.

When she squeezed out of the crowd regardless, she happened to bump into a Hufflepuff classmate who came to visit Justin. Faith used her long hair to cover her red eye sockets hidden under the glasses, and she didn't even say hello, just caring about herself. He lowered his head and rushed out.

"Faye?"

When she reached the door, she seemed to hear Hermione calling her name loudly, but she left quickly without even pausing.

Hermione stretched her neck on the hospital bed and looked at the familiar figure hurriedly leaving at a loss. At this moment, Tarsila raised her hands in the crowd and shouted tragically, "Please give me a way out, this is another Not visiting rare animals at a zoo."

Of course, her appeal was completely ignored by the excited lions. Fortunately, Hermione still heard the other party's iconic voice, and quickly asked some students who were a little bit awkward beside her if they could make way for Tarsila. squeezed in.

"Wow... I didn't expect that one day when I visited you, I could still feel like I was seeing a star. Sure enough, the autograph you signed in the first grade was still valuable." Tarsila raised her eyebrows, Said jokingly.

"Why didn't Faith leave without a word?" Hermione lowered her shoulders in frustration, she looked at the door again, and confirmed that the golden figure hadn't left and returned, "Is she in a hurry? "

"She seems to be not feeling well and went back to rest first. After all, she was still running between Professor Sprout and Professor Snape's offices two days ago. Maybe she was too tired?"

Hearing the other party's explanation, although Hermione still felt a little regretful, the time of petrification did not leave any memory for her, as if she teleported from the giant snake to the crowded medical staff in the blink of an eye. In the living room, she was immersed in high excitement, and this little regret quickly faded away.

"Our presents are here, don't disturb your rest, Granger."

Nodding thanks to the boy she didn't know at all, Hermione shook the gift box on her bed with some pride—there were so many gifts that the bedside table couldn't be piled up, "Are you envious?"

Tarsila sneered disdainfully, "When Faith brings over the homework you lack these days, you will know who envies whom."

Chapter 140 Four Hearts

"Ugh……"

Miss Granger lay straight on the hospital bed in the infirmary facing the ceiling, and sighed her No. 13 today, "When will I be discharged from the hospital!"

"Haha, didn't Madam Pomfleur say that even though the petrification has been resolved, we have to observe for a few more days, and we should be discharged from the hospital tomorrow." After learning the 'truth' of the Chamber of Secrets incident from his little friend, Justin came out. Due to inexplicable guilt, he was extremely accommodating to Hermione in the infirmary these two days, and he didn't forget to pick up this obviously nonsense complaint.

"Really, I still have as many things to do as a mountain." Hermione pulled the quilt to cover her head with both hands, and kicked the quilt restlessly with her legs, the whole person was as noisy as a beach on the hospital bed fish trying to hop back into the sea.

Colin and Justin looked at each other amusedly. They had a longer blank period due to petrification than Hermione, but they wished they didn't have to go back to class. However, the two boys had fully understood them during their short time together. It is completely different from Miss Xueba's thinking circuit, and I can not be surprised by her venting behavior.

Hermione clamped her head with the pillow, curled her fingers under the quilt, and since she knew the day before yesterday that it was late April, an unprecedented sense of urgency swept over her.

I lost contact for four months for no reason, and my parents must be dying of anxiety. I hope Faise can help me to inform them.Faith hasn't visited her since she left the day before yesterday. She felt unwell that day, and now she must be alone again. I don't know how many times I have told her that if she feels unwell, she should go to the doctor as soon as possible. what!

The Easter holiday has also ended, which means that she missed the submission time for the third grade course selection, so she couldn't take a single elective course in the third grade, right?She also missed four months of courses and homework, and she didn't know if the professors would be willing to correct her if she handed it in afterwards...

The same thing happened with Professor Lockhart. She couldn't believe it until now. He was turned into a fool by his own magic because he tried to attack Harry and Ron. Even the content of his autobiography was a lie...

Merlin's beard, she has already missed so many important things, why is she still trapped in this small infirmary and can't go out? If this continues, she will really fail because she has no time to review seven courses Section repetition!

"Alas..." There was another sigh of resentment coming out of the rolled-up quilt, the tone of the tone was so varied that it made people smack their tongues, but unfortunately it still couldn't penetrate Madam Pomfleur's ears.

"Squeak-"

The sound of the infirmary door being pushed open attracted the attention of a few people who had nothing to do. Hermione's little fans came one after another. lowered his head.

Seeing that he only got such a cold response to his visit, an expression of indignation instantly appeared on the visitor's face.

"Hey," Throwing the heavy cloth bag on Hermione's bed casually, Tarsila put her hands on her hips and put her head in front of Hermione with dissatisfaction, "It's fine for others, no matter how you see it, I just ignore it." look."

Hermione shrank her legs in a very quick reaction. The heavy and huge bag occupied a large part of the bed, and even made the mattress make an overwhelmed sound. If it hit her leg, I'm afraid It is even more impossible to leave this 'prison'.

"Couldn't you be more careful," Hermione frowned and said to Tarsila, "I'm a sick person now."

"Cut...is there a patient with such a radiant face like you, I see that you look healthier than me, you should be discharged from the hospital right now!"

Hermione sat up, and pulled the bag thrown by the other party on the bed to her. As expected, when she opened it, there was a thick stack of parchment and several cowhide books of different colors. There seemed to be a few books in the corner of the bag. envelope.

"I also want to be discharged from the hospital. Madam Pomfleur refused to let me, because my credit with her has been completely overdrawn." Hermione casually flipped through the contents of the paper, and couldn't help picking the details. Long eyebrows, "The Encyclopedia of European Wizards in the Middle Ages, three feet, can't Professor Binns arrange something a little more interesting?"

"Anyway, as long as it's homework, it's meaningless to me." Tarsila gloated as she looked at the other party flipping through the large blank parchment, and finally reminded, "Feisi asked for you, but due to special circumstances, Your absence will not count as your absence, and you don't have to make up the previous homework, even Professor Snape agreed."

"Then I have to do it," Hermione pouted, and put the thick stack of homework in her hand on the bedside table casually. It seems that she will not be idle tonight. "According to last year's Experience, professors like to use assignments to hint at the content of the final exam.”

"Then work hard, after all I have to rely on you for the final exam."

Tarsila remembered that she had only gotten an A in several homework assignments, and she couldn't help worrying about her future, but there were still two months before the final exam, and it was still too early to start working hard...

"These are Faith's notes?"

Hermione, who couldn't protect herself, didn't bother to answer Taxila's nonsense at all, but the contents of the notebook in the bag made the sadness on her face fade a lot, and the crooked handwriting on it was very familiar to her.

"To be precise, it should be the class notes that Faith helped you with." Tarsila spread her hands, "These three books were bought by her after you petrified, and since you woke up, she I haven’t taken any notes recently.”

"Really, why didn't she bring it to me?" Hermione felt an inexplicable joy in her heart when she heard what Tarsila said. She could almost imagine the blond girl trying her best to listen to the lecture seriously. It's like copying notes by yourself.

I have to say that the contents of the three notebooks in the bag are really comprehensive, and I don't know if Faise has seriously understood and digested it, and she can't give up studying hard once she wakes up.

Hermione closed the notebook and held it in her arms, and looked at Tarsila worriedly, "Is Faith feeling better? Have you had a good rest these two days?"

"Huh?" Tarsila looked at the other side with a face of incomprehension, "Face is not sick, she is healthy, and she should be training Quidditch now."

"Isn't she sick?" Hermione blinked her eyes, her tone revealing a little bewildered, "But she hasn't visited me these two days..."

"Then I don't know." Tarsila felt a little strange after thinking about it, "So, why did she ask me to hand over these things to you? She finished her own training and brought them to you in the infirmary It's fine if you don't."

"Is it because the training is going to be very late? Or is she very busy recently?" Hermione was still a little worried about the other party's physical problems. After all, with such a nervous person as Tusila, she probably didn't notice Faise's state at all. Something is wrong.

"The past two days have been much better..." Tarsila shook her head silently, "She was very busy before you woke up, after all, she had to help Professor Sprout take care of the Mandrake, Professor Snape Sometimes she will be called away, and she has to participate in Quidditch training from time to time, and she can't catch up on sleep during class, and she can't even go back this holiday..."

"That's it..." Hermione rubbed the notebook in her hand distressedly, "She has worked so hard for so long, it's normal for her to want to rest for a while these two days, she must be worried about my petrification, I hope she won't Angry at me for it."

"How is it possible?" Tarsila patted Hermione's shoulder carelessly, "She has prepared so many things for you with such care, if she is really angry with you, she will definitely let you go."

"That's right," Hermione happily rested her head on the three notebooks in her hand, with an undisguised smile on her face, "Feyse copied these for me!"

Tarsila rolled her eyes to the sky, "Childish ghost."

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The author's words:

I had an appointment with my favorite painter yesterday, and finally got the illustration for the fourth grade prom φ(≧ω≦*)? I’m so happy

Every time the artist's wife asks if there are any settings or text materials related to Feisi that I can send to her, I take a look at my 30-word document—he is... a restrained and gentle child!

Chapter 140 Five Clues

As Hermione had been looking forward to, on the night of the fourth day after the petrification was lifted, she finally got Madam Pomfrey's permission - no longer need to live in the infirmary, and she could officially return to the classroom tomorrow.

Although she brought almost nothing with her when she moved in four months ago, when she left, she packed a big bag with the gifts from her admirers alone, which was why she distributed a lot to Harry and Ron The results after working with two patients.

Holding the sack containing presents and homework in one hand, and holding the notebook that Faith gave her to her chest in the other hand, even though the hand holding the bag was a little sore, this hard work could not dampen Hermione's joy of regaining her freedom .

It's a pity that Hufflepuff class is full on Tuesday, so Faise should still be in astronomy class when she was liberated, otherwise she would have given some gifts to each other. The students brought a lot of novelty snacks, and she helped The other party kept it.

Walking briskly back to the familiar yet unfamiliar dormitory, Hermione, who was in high spirits, even greeted several roommates.

Even with magic, it took her a long time to make the bed and change the mattress, and she was sweating profusely.

After taking a hot bath and lying comfortably on the long-lost bed, Hermione stretched out, even the quill in her hand was so kind, thinking that tomorrow she would see the long-lost professor She even wondered in her heart whether she should stay up all night to preview the textbooks first, so as to regain her image in the minds of the professors.

But before that... She had to write the course selection application form and the reply letter to her parents, which was the most urgent thing to deal with.

He took out two pieces of letter paper from the drawer. Fortunately, Faise helped him raise Mercury, and judging from the content of the reply in the bag together with the note, she has been helping him to contact his parents.

Tomorrow I have to reward her well, hehe, I don't know if Faith misses me or not?

The tip of the quill gently brushed against her face, bringing a little itchiness. Hermione tapped the writing board on her lap with her finger, and began to think about how to write her letter of apology.

/Mom, my body is completely recovered, I'm sorry to make you and dad worry about this time.../

"Granger, could you please turn off that light?" A cautious female voice suddenly came from the bed beside her. Hermione's hand that was writing the letter paused, and a drop of ink dripped onto the letter paper, blurring Unsightly stains.

"But it's only 10 o'clock now, didn't we agree that the lights need to be turned off after 11 o'clock?" Hermione looked up at the clock in the dormitory, and responded with some confusion, "Is it because you are not feeling well and need to go to bed early?"

Lavender, who was separated by two beds, poked her head out from her bed curtain, and she seemed to be having something strange painted on her face, "I forgot to tell you, we discussed it during your absence, I feel that staying up late is really the enemy of the skin, so the time to turn off the lights in the dormitory has been brought forward to ten o'clock, and your writing voice should be quieter."

Hermione looked at each other in disbelief, how old is she... so early to start maintenance?

"Sorry, Granger," Parvati, who was lying next to Lavender, also sat up, and Hermione couldn't see the other person's face clearly in the dim vision, "But we all think it's better to go to bed early, if If you need to learn, you can buy a thicker curtain like Lavender, and we won't affect each other."

"I can't buy the curtain right away, so what should I do these few days..." Hermione frowned and complained. He raised his hand to turn off the bedside lamp.

"Thank you for your cooperation." The girl in the next bed whispered, and turned her back to go to sleep.

Alas, it would be better to live in the infirmary...

Hermione was lying on the bed and couldn't sleep at all, thinking wildly in her mind-whether there would be a night vision spell in the library book, what time to get up tomorrow morning, how to arrange the review plan for the end of the semester...

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Since the previous day's task was not completed, Hermione got out of bed almost at dawn, and the sound of breathing in the dormitory was still very stable before six o'clock in the morning.

Hermione walked out of the dormitory lightly. Besides the textbooks and things to write, she didn't forget to grab a handful of candies and put them in her pocket.

The first class in the morning is herbal medicine class, but now the time is so early that even the breakfast in the auditorium is not ready, so she first finished the half-written letter yesterday in the common room, and even complained to her mother The roommates don't want to make progress, and by the way, they acted like a baby and asked them to send me blackout curtains.

"Good morning, Hermione, why are you studying here so early in the morning, why don't you go to eat?"

After she finished dealing with the affairs that should be done last night and began to immerse herself in the study of textbooks, the time seemed to pass in the blink of an eye. Although people kept saying hello to herself, she only responded subconsciously.

It wasn't until her friend's hand patted her shoulder that Hermione turned her head, "Harry!"

"It's been a long time since I saw you studying in the common room. I always feel that without you, the learning atmosphere has dropped a lot." Harry smiled and greeted Hermione, and Ron standing behind him also Sticking his head out, he twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment.

"Hi, congratulations on getting out of the hospital."

"Thank you..." Hermione looked up and down the boy across from him with some hesitation, and she joked to Harry, "What's wrong with Ron, did he do something wrong for being so nervous?"

"No, no," Ron quickly waved his hand, "I was just thinking, why haven't you gone to the auditorium at this point, haven't you always had breakfast with Orest?"

"Oops, it's already past 08:30!"

When Ron mentioned it casually, Hermione realized that she was about to miss breakfast time. Now that she rushed to the auditorium, she didn't know if Faise was still there, but she would often choose to skip breakfast and go directly to class during the morning class.

"I have to hurry to take the front row seat, see you in class!"

Hermione waved goodbye to the two boys, and hurriedly left the common room. Looking at her back, Ron let out a long sigh of relief, "Temporary escape..."

When Hermione rushed to the classroom, there were actually not many students. She took a big stride to the front and center of the classroom and sat down. She put the satchel on the chair next to her and reserved it for Faise in advance. good location.

Not in a hurry to spread out the books and notes, Hermione propped her chin and stared at the empty podium for a while. She briefly recalled what happened from Christmas until now. In fact, until now, she felt so secure. Life has no sense.