Hufflepuff never works overtime

"What is static electricity?" Astoria's eyes lit up, and she muttered the new words she had learned, "Is it a weapon invented by Muggles? It can already invade Hogwarts?"

"Although I'd be happy to introduce you to the great discovery of Muggles from the beginning," Hermione rubbed the corners of her eyes sleepily, and yawned with her mouth open, "but I still have to prepare for tomorrow's class preview."

"Speaking of which," she rummaged through her satchel for a while, took out a set of colorful books, and asked Faith to hand it to Astoria, "didn't you always say that you wanted to know more about Ma? Gua’s technology, I found a set of books that are very suitable for beginners, and you can ask me anytime if you don’t understand.”

"Thank you so much Hermione," Astoria held the set of children's interactive encyclopedias in his hands, flipping back and forth excitedly, "When I understand it, I will have a practical basis to refute grandpa and sister in the future." .”

Faise, who was caught in the middle, couldn't help choking when she saw the book cover, she patted her chest lightly, and quietly leaned into Hermione's ear, "It says on the cover, it's suitable for children over the age of 7... "

"Hmm, I'm sure she'll like it, and there are quite a few illustrations in it!"

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The results of the Time-Turner experiment were self-evident when looking at Hermione's state of mind - it literally added hours to Miss Granger's life.

Originally, she planned to write this discovery into a thesis, but as the content of the class became more on track, Hermione's daily schedule was so full that she really couldn't find time to do additional research.

Although Faise was much more relaxed than Hermione, it was not an easy task to keep up with the rhythm of Quidditch training after a summer vacation.

As time goes by, the days at Hogwarts go by quickly, without any adventures or accidents, just a variety of courses and tedious homework, and the uniform campus life is overwhelming.

The mental overdraft caused the two of them to learn the Patronus Charm very slowly. A few times, they could barely summon a cloud of silver-white mist, but it disappeared quickly.

Even those dementors floating in the corners of the campus could not get the attention of the two girls. They were in a hurry every time, either on the way to the next class, or just wanted to collapse in the dormitory. bed.

"Hold on a little longer, and I can go to Hogsmeade next weekend," said Hermione in a corner of the auditorium, scratching her head in front of her Muggle Studies class, with the Fantastic Beasts protection selection homework she had just completed hanging by her hand. .

Faise didn't talk to her, she didn't want to interrupt the other party's writing thoughts, she knew that Hermione wasn't talking to her, but was trying to persuade herself not to break down while writing.

Normally, it would be impossible for that kind of thing to happen, but the Time Turner has a serious impact on Hermione's biological clock, as can be seen from the light blue eyes of the other party and the messy hair that was scratched.

"Illustration of aircraft..." Hermione patted her forehead with a long sigh, and muttered, "Oh, my God, how could Hogwarts have related books, why should I choose This subject is driving me crazy."

This kind of soliloquy has been going on for a while, and Faith glanced at the wall clock with some worry. The time was gradually passing towards the curfew, but Hermione's writing progress seemed not as smooth as expected.

"Capacity, safety measures..." The tail of the feather swept around her face, and Hermione didn't even realize that her pen was stained with ink, which made her fair face extremely embarrassed.

"Hermione, we should..."

When all the other students left one after another, and only the two of them were left in the huge auditorium, Faise finally hesitated to speak.

"Wait a minute, wait for me a little longer," Hermione buried herself in writing, she didn't care about her lack of formality, trying to squeeze those last inspirations out of her head, her tone was full of anxiety and pleading, "I'm about to Finished the first draft."

"Okay, okay, I won't rush you, don't worry..." Although Faise didn't mind giving her a little more time, the school's lights-out time couldn't be compromised for someone.

As soon as the words fell, the lights in the entire auditorium were completely extinguished, and the sound of the pen tip rubbing the parchment, which was still echoing in the ears, also stopped suddenly.

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The author's words:

Happy 520 everyone

Chapter 190 Nine

If Hermione looked like a taut string before parting last night, then this morning she was completely broken.

The spoon was inserted into the bowl full of oatmeal and mechanically stirred, because too little milk was put in, only the bottom part was soft, and the oatmeal on top was still dry.

Ron and Harry sitting across from each other are discussing the issue of going to Hogsmeade village-Harry's annoying uncle is unwilling to sign his permission letter, which makes it very likely that he will not be able to participate in this meeting' Autumn outing' activity - Hermione was silent, this performance is undoubtedly very abnormal.

Today is Sunday, and there are seven classes to attend tomorrow, have I finished my homework yet?

In a daze, she handed the spoon to her mouth, and this question suddenly popped into her head, and Hermione's heart skipped a beat. Regardless of the surprised gazes from the two boys at the table, she grabbed her satchel and rummaged through it, almost putting her head to rest. Bury it in.

The paper in the small book was rattling, and after carefully confirming that every item of the schedule was ticked, Hermione's hanging nerves relaxed. At the same time, a more serious of fatigue.

She didn't like this feeling, as if there was a huge rolling stone chasing herself, as long as she relaxed a little, she would be crushed to pieces.

Qingming's mind can't adapt to this chaotic life, but the pressure of unfinished homework is too great. No matter how hard she works and how much time is squeezed, it is impossible to maintain the previous study plan.

This feeling of anxiety has troubled Hermione for more than one night. To make matters worse, Parvati recently made a boyfriend. The dormitory is filled with an atmosphere similar to an emotional show all day long, with unsavory words everywhere. She could only choose to close the soundproof bed curtain and shut those guys out.

Holding Crookshanks in the small isolated space, her mind was filled with worries, causing Hermione to toss and turn late into the night.

Can't sleep because of stress, and stress because of insomnia, repeating over and over again.

"Hermione, if this continues, Harry won't be able to go to Hogsmeade, can't you think of a way?" Ron stood up with the table in his hands, and shook his hand in front of the dazed girl.

"Hmm... what? What were you talking about just now, I'm sorry I was distracted again..."

Rubbing the sore corners of her eyes, she put down the spoon in her hand without any appetite. Hermione looked up at the two friends and twitched the corners of her mouth, asking apologetically.

"Harry's guardian's signature, it's related to whether he has the chance to go to Hogsmeade with us this year, why can't you serve your friend some snacks!" Ron chewed the meatball in his mouth angrily , as if it was Harry's eccentric uncle - when he called Harry during the summer vacation, he was severely reprimanded by the other party.

"Don't speak so eccentrically to Ron, are you still angry about Crookshanks?"

"Where did I speak in a weird way?" Ron frowned, and looked at the other party puzzled, "Is it something that's not right with you recently, do you need me to help you remember how long we haven't sat together for dinner? Your cat is here The number of times you harass Banban is more than the number of times you appear in the public room!"

"Crookshanks is a cat, and it's natural for cats to catch mice!" Hermione took a deep breath, her pale complexion made her not as sharp as before, and she even felt dizzy when she raised her voice.

"Ron, calm down," Harry said helplessly, tugging the boy beside him, otherwise if the situation was allowed to develop, it would be another scolding battle, and the things that troubled them would not get any progress.

"I've begged Professor McGonagall, but she still doesn't want me to go with her. Maybe there's no other way..."

Harry pursed his lips helplessly. He didn't want his two partners to see his loneliness. He shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "It's just that we all go shopping together. Even if we can't go this year, there are still many opportunities. Remember to bring me a gift, I heard the Honeydukes candy shop there is very good."

"Maybe you can sneak out..." Ron muttered under his breath. As far as he knew, his two brothers had sneaked out without permission, but they were too interested in telling themselves the details. methods and paths.

"Sneak out of Hogwarts?" Hermione immediately shook her head in disapproval, "You must have forgotten that there is a wanted criminal outside who is eyeing Harry, how dangerous it is."

"Haven't we done too many dangerous things?" Ron retorted, twisting his neck stubbornly. "If Harry doesn't take part in this outing, what's the point of me being alone?"

Hermione choked on the other party, and in the eyes she and Harry looked at each other, they both saw obvious helplessness.

"Um... don't you have some other roommates, Neville, Seamus and Dean, or your brothers?"

Sure enough, she didn't hear herself, Ron snorted a few times as expected, "I don't want people to know that I'm a poor little girl who was abandoned by my friends! You're going to hang out with those Hufflepuffs again, aren't you?" Right? I think one day you will even forget your own identity."

Hermione couldn't laugh or cry with the tone of a bitter woman, but one thing was true as Ron said.

She had made an appointment with Faith to visit Hogsmeade together, otherwise she would not have bothered Professor Sprout to sign her guardian's permission letter, but this happened suddenly.

After thinking about it, Hermione finally hesitated and said, "You can come with us if you don't mind? I mean, if you have nowhere to go..."

Ron's eyes widened, as if he had eaten rainbow animal candy, his blue eyes were red with anger, and his round nose kept making "buzzing" sounds.

Hmm... must have drawn a bull.

"That won't work."

A cool hand was placed on her shoulder from behind. Hermione was taken aback for a moment, then raised her head guiltily, grinned her small white teeth, "Are you here, Faith?"

"Hmm, if you don't come, you will be snatched away. This time, you handed out the 'date' invitation first, Ms. Granger. Why didn't I know there was someone else?" Faith looked at it slightly teasingly. Glancing at Hermione, the other party lowered her head in embarrassment.

Hermione opened her mouth to defend herself, "But Harry can't go, Ron is alone..."

"Stop, stop!" Ron, who was sitting across from him, couldn't take it any longer. He jumped out and shook his head in despair, "Don't make me so miserable, I'll go find Dean! Thank you so much Kindness!"

Before Hermione could reply, Faise squinted her eyes at the other party, "Then I will take Hermione away. I wish you a good time in Hogsmeade in advance, Weasley."

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The author's words:

Ron and Hermione dance in each other's minefield every day~(￣▽￣～)(～￣▽￣)～

Harry: war correspondent

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There was only a torrential rain in the morning, and there was still a viscous tide in the air.

A large number of students dressed in private clothes were well-dressed, and they stood together in groups, stretching their necks and looking forward to Professor McGonagall who was checking the list, as if they were like birds in a nest waiting for their mother to feed them. .

What could be more fun than sneaking out of school to play when you are in school?

In particular, Hogwarts is still a school where you can go home except for long vacations, and you can't go out of the school at ordinary times.

When the team set off, the little wizards were crowded into a group at first, but soon dispersed into groups that had been divided long ago.

Faith waved her hands to the two roommates. She took a few steps and waited at the end of the longer and longer line. A moment later, a girl in a reddish-brown woolen coat ran to her side.

"Professor McGonagall still didn't agree with Potter to go with him?"

"Yes..." Hermione almost had guilt written all over her face. Standing in the courtyard and watching her and Ron leave Harry reminded her of her grandmother's puppy—every time she left , it will watch itself leave with such pitiful eyes.

"Did you not bring a small satchel today, Hermione?" Faith looked at the other party's outfit today curiously. Hermione put on a light makeup very carefully, which was no worse than what she showed herself at home that time.

"Well, I don't have much to buy, and the professor also said that if you buy too much, Hogsmeade will provide a delivery service."

Faith nodded in agreement. She had heard about the Honeydukes Sweetshop in Hogsmeade for a long time, and she even took a few Sickles out to restrain herself.

The distance on foot from Hogwarts to Hogsmeade is not short, without a carriage, it all depends on foot strength, but along the way Hermione is introducing her to various attractions, watching the other party change from the gloomy for many days. With an excited look on her face, Faith didn't feel that the journey was long.

Different from the mysterious atmosphere emanating from Diagon Alley, Hogsmeade is like a big box of Bibi Beans to these children. Almost every store tries to satisfy them with different styles of appearance and new and interesting contents. The preferences of these little guests.

When they reached the street, the team that had long been out of shape dispersed immediately, leaving Filch shouting at the top of his voice alone.

"Gather here at four o'clock in the afternoon!"

Their first stop was the Honeydukes Candy Store. They could smell the alluring scent of milk and fruit from a long distance away. Because there were too many customers wanting to enter the store, they even stood in line for a while.

"The shop assistants who work here must be very happy, right?"

Faith took a deep breath as soon as she walked in, and carefully wiped her glasses with her sleeve, like a pirate who discovered a treasure, greedily glancing at the goods.

The transparent cellophane is used as the outer packaging of toffee, and under the colored lights, it shines as brightly as gemstones. Hundreds of chocolates are neatly stacked on the shelves. If someone takes one of them, there will be another soon. A piece slid from the track above the shop into the empty space.

When the chocolate rides like a roller coaster, the track in the air circles several times, and falls with precision on the shelf, there is a lot of noise from the children.

In the middle of the store is a big bucket of Bibi’s Strange Beans. A huge puppet is holding a mixing stick to make the ocean of candies in the barrel churning, probably to stimulate children’s desire to shop. Labels, a large group of students are gathered around, using candy bags to pack the flavors they have chosen.

There is a three-layer transparent display case near the cash register - completely carved out of ice - which stores various flavors of ice cream, and you can even choose the animal shape you want.

In the whole store, a whole side of special-effect candy with different shapes is undoubtedly the most popular product. There is a child who just paid for it and can't wait to stuff his Chuibao Super Bubble Gum into his mouth. Bubbles immediately filled the entire store, and many people stretched out their hands to pat these elastic bubbles.

The clerk who sees this rushes up to stop him from enjoying the panna cotta balls here - which briefly levitate into the air - or he may not be able to get off.

Under the influence of such an atmosphere, the desire to shop has also increased. Even Hermione opened her wallet and bought several packs of candies—mostly special-effect candies. She wanted to take them home to share with Harry and his parents.

Fortunately, Faith brought a small bag with her before she went out, otherwise they would have to go to the Puff Bookstore with these candy bags.

Compared with Lihen Bookstore, the area here is much larger. The books are not neatly arranged on the bookshelves, but are divided into several areas according to style, type, and age. People who read books must be especially careful when shuttling among them.

All kinds of covers are pieced together, making people dazzled. In order to meet the preferences of young people, the products of Puff Bookstore are more trendy, and the titles of the books are more outrageous than each other.

Now the excited person was replaced by Hermione. She quickly blended into the crowd standing and flipping through books like a drop of water. Since the two had different reading preferences, Faise chose to go to another area to see if there were any books she was interested in. .

Immersed completely in the content of the book, time passed quickly. Some people around me left, and some chose to sit cross-legged. Only Hermione was like a sculpture, holding the book and maintaining that position without moving.

The familiar breath came to her side, soft fingertips stuffed a candy into her mouth, Hermione blinked her eyes, moved her cheeks, closed the book in her hand and turned her head.

"what is this?"

"How does it taste?" Without directly answering the other party's question, Faise just looked up at Hermione expectantly.

"Hmm..." Her tongue licked the surface of the candy, and the strong aroma of cantaloupe filled her mouth instantly. Hermione raised her eyes to meet Faith's shining eyes, and her hand holding the book trembled, "It's from cantaloupe."

"I love cantaloupe!"

Cheered softly, and saw Faith take out a small box from her pocket, carefully pour candies of various colors into her hands until a yellow jelly bean rolled into her palm, and then poured the rest of the candies Poured back into the box.

Watching the other party throw the jelly beans into her mouth contentedly, how could Hermione not know that she was her experimental product, and she patted the back of the book in her hand with some amusement, and asked.

"Did you only buy this at Honeydukes?"

"Hmm!" Faith was about to nod, but she didn't expect a sour taste to burst out from the tip of her tongue. The taste of pain.

"Hiss..." Even so, she still considered not to do indecent behavior, so she could only bite the bullet and swallow the 'sugar' into her stomach, her expression looked as good as when she was taking medicine.

The saliva was crazily secreted in her mouth, and the pungent sour taste was so strong that her jaw was numb. Faith covered her cheeks and felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to jump.

"You lied to me!"

An indistinct little milk voice came from the other party's mouth, and Hermione still had a wanton smile on her face. She reached out and subconsciously touched the water bottle in the satchel, but unexpectedly found nothing.