Hufflepuff never works overtime

"I... I didn't hit a ghost, did I?" Miriam tugged on her clothes tightly, and she even began to doubt her ears. Could it be that someone just used magic to play a prank?

"Are you talking about ghosts?" Hermione tilted her head. "Impossible. Ghosts don't have physical bodies, let alone knock you to the ground. Besides, Mr. Froome won't let ghosts affect your business."

Hermione used her wand to direct the overturned taffy to gather back into the box, and then said, "There are many possibilities for knocking you down, for example, someone cast a spell, or some magical animal that is not easy to detect, It's possible..."

She saw a crushed piece of Chuibao Super Bubblegum not far from her, and the corner of her mouth raised, "It's a bad boy who uses an invisibility cloak to play tricks."

"It's fine if it's not a ghost..." Milian let out a long sigh of relief. She gratefully took the candies that Hermione had sorted out, and squatted down with her to check whether there were any forgotten parts on the ground.

"Do you want to catch that naughty ghost?" Hermione followed the syrup squeezed out of the crushed bubblegum and found that the careless Mr. Thief - who she thought would wear an invisibility cloak in a candy store, must have done it. Something shady - kicked over a bottle of pumpkin soda. Although the pale yellow footprints were hard to distinguish on the wooden floor, there were still some traces if they were followed carefully.

The footprints extended all the way to the outside of the store, and it happened that it was not snowing outside now, and the marks of syrup and soda would definitely be more conspicuous on the snow, so if you chase them now, you might be able to catch them right away.

"Ah?" Miriam looked up in confusion, and saw that Hermione had already walked to the door of the store, and even poked her head out, and said rather helplessly, "Why?"

"It can help you breathe a sigh of relief. We can still find out who this person wearing the invisibility cloak in Hogsmeade is and what purpose he has. If we're lucky, we can even ask him to compensate you for the candy you lost," Hermione said towards The other party beckoned, with an excited expression on his face, "Hurry up, hurry up, I found that it might be his footprints, if it starts to snow again later, it will be covered up."

"Hermione..."

Miriam said while comparing the list in her hand, "You want me to just throw this pile of candies in the store, and then we give up the plans we have made for the next day, just to catch a missing , or even a candy thief who hides his identity in this special period?"

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The author's words:

It's a pity that one of the judges didn't contact me until the end, and my dear friend chose to give up, and he only enjoyed the lottery process (?-?*)

So I picked up two more @书客谷雨@好菜, remember to private message me!

Chapter 230 Six

Hermione subconsciously wanted to nod in agreement, but Miriam's tone made her hesitate for a moment, and she couldn't help but look in the direction where the footprints left for a few times, then retracted the hand supporting the store door, allowing the store to return to warmth among.

Without the intrusion of the cold, the shop assistants and customers no longer cast their eyes on her. After all, there is nothing to disturb their charm of tasting sweets now.

"Aren't you curious?"

Miss Granger pouted and walked back to Miriam, she still couldn't help complaining, "Won't you be angry if you let that rude guy escape like this?"

"Yes." Miriam said lightly.

How could she be angry with that look, Hermione felt that the other party was obviously perfunctory, and felt even more depressed, "Then you don't want him to pay the price?"

"Think about it."

"You're teasing me, aren't you?"

"Hmm." Milian shrugged her shoulders very bluntly, that's great, it seems that she is still very obvious.

"If you don't want to go, just say it..." Hermione choked on the other person's words, and looked around the shop while muttering. She still wanted to bring some souvenirs back for Faith—she could wait for the other person to feel better before sending them out. , and if you need to drink medicine, it is difficult to coax the badger who is afraid of hardship without candy.

After visiting Hogsmeade this time, they will be on Christmas vacation, and I am afraid they will not come here for a long time.

My mother still has a grudge about her petrification last year, so she told her in a letter early that she must go home for the holidays this year, and even bought the ticket for her.

Well...if only Faith would go home with her.

Thinking of the owl who worked hard for her family's frequent contacts, Hermione thought she should drop by the Fantastic Beasts Store one more time and buy some delicious treats for the other party.

As for Crookshanks... No, it can't eat any more. Hermione couldn't help laughing when she thought of the way the cat was bouncing around and being played back and forth by Mercury hovering in the air last time.

"I've worked very hard to show Hermione. My personality and speaking habits are like this. It's like you like to write and express everything on your face. I can't do it and don't want to change it. That's all."

Miriam arranged all the candies on the list and put them in the shopping box again, then stood up and patted the dust on the robe, and said patiently as if coaxing a child.

"But this is because we have known each other for several years. If we met for the first time, I would definitely not treat you like this. I will follow you in everything, even if I don't agree in my heart."

"But why?"

Hermione seemed even more puzzled. In fact, she knew that this situation would happen to Faise. Although she would not force the other party to be outgoing and cheerful, she would occasionally express her incomprehension to some decisions of forbearance.

"It's very complicated to explain...Family education? Upbringing and making friends? I think it all plays a part."

Miriam smiled at the other party, "We can talk later while walking, I'll go to checkout first, do you have anything else to buy?"

"Ah, wait for me a moment." Hermione saw Bibi's Weird Beans in the Candy Waterfall, and remembering the last time Faith was so sour that she jumped her feet, she decided that it would be safer to buy some toffee and chocolate balls.

While thinking, she tiptoed to take down several packs of candies from the shelf, because she was thinking of buying them for Faith, so she piled up quite a lot before she knew it.

These can't be sent out at once, otherwise the full set of oral examinations that Faise hasn't redeemed will come in handy this year.

The candy the two girls bought was a huge deal, so Mr. Froome suggested that they use a delivery service - that way they would not have to go shopping with a bunch of paper bags - and kindly spared them the delivery to Hogwarts. cost of.

"Great, we're so lucky." After exiting the warm shop, Miriam tugged on her scarf, "Where are we going next?"

"Well... before going to the Fantastic Beasts store, I want to go to the Fengya wizard clothing store first. It's time for Faith to get a new scarf. The current one doesn't feel warm anymore." Hermione said as she walked, her eyes I swept across the snow-white street inadvertently, and as expected, there were no traces of the footprints just now.

"I don't have anything to buy except Honeydukes, so I'll go shopping with you and see if there's anything suitable as a Christmas gift for Tarsila and Faith."

"Haven't you bought it yet?" Hermione looked in disbelief, "I picked out what to give them during the summer vacation."

"Well...the birthday gifts were decided very early, but one of their birthdays is on Christmas Day, and the other is not a few days away, so I usually give them together."

Miriam looked around at the exhibits in the window, and said casually, "They don't like gifts that are too formal, so if there is no suitable one, I won't give it."

"Then can I ask, what will I get?" Hermione leaned out half of her body curiously, "Or you haven't figured it out yet?"

"Don't worry," Milian wrapped her arms around the other's shoulders with a smirk, and after looking around for no one, she leaned into Hermione's ear and whispered, "It's a very suitable gift for you, and you will appreciate me of."

"I feel that you have some kind of conspiracy..." Hermione looked at the other party suspiciously, quickly broke free from Miriam's shackles, and said with a straight face, "Although we are good friends, we still have to keep a little distance, just in case There is someone here who knows Faise, what should I do if she misunderstands?"

"Have you read too many plots of inferior novels?"

Miriam spread her hands helplessly and said, "Besides, I don't think that with your personality, you will allow that misunderstanding to develop. You should reflect on it first. When you date together in the future, will you try to catch the candy thief halfway?" Bar."

"I don't think we have developed to that point yet..." The little lion's tone showed a little resentment, "Why are you asking so fast? I'm not fully prepared yet. What if she starts avoiding me? manage?"

"I'm sorry," Miriam curled her hair with her fingers guiltily. "I felt that Faise was shaking very much at the time, and she was also deceiving herself a little. She couldn't help but go too far when she was excited."

"It's okay... After all, I was able to go so smoothly before, thanks to your willingness to help me with advice," Hermione kicked away a small piece of snow on the side of the road, trying not to look so nervous.

"Anyway, everything will be decided by her sooner or later, isn't it?"

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The author's words:

It's only been a week since the internship, and I've already become proficient at work and writing essays. Is this a college sacrifice?

A very wonderful thing happened yesterday. When I occasionally read the author group, I saw someone said that when he was exhausted, he was said to be incapable of writing about daily life, but the main line could not be pushed forward. He dared not read the comment area and interim posts. getting more and more negative every day

I'm really the complete opposite... The main line is daily life, so I like to write posts and daily life, and when it comes to transition and adventure, I feel uneasy because I'm afraid of being boring (suddenly I searched my document, "Harry" Over 300 occurrences, "Hermione" over 3000 occurrences...)

yes!The two little ones have not posted six chapters, I am so sad, I am so sad, can they be together in the next second!

Chapter 230 Seven

"So... when do you want to confess your love?"

Leaving from the clothing store, the holiday is approaching, and the price has also risen with the festive atmosphere. The two girls are still very restrained about this, and simply browsed and bought the winter clothes they need.

Miriam hooked her finger on the handle of the paper bag, and asked pretending to be casual, "Or are you going to test it out for a while? I think Faith's attitude is quite optimistic now. At least, she probably doesn't mean to resist..."

"I hope it will be as soon as possible," Hermione took a deep breath, watching the white smoke dissipate into the air with a dazed look, "to be honest, I can feel that she is avoiding me a bit recently, but we both know what the other party thinks , just waiting for an opportunity to pierce this layer of fog."

"Oh... it's my problem," Milian looked at Hermione's absent-minded look, feeling unspeakable guilt in her heart, her heavy boots stepped on the icy ground, making a "creak, creak" sound.

"You could have struggled with it for a while, and I didn't expect Faise to think of that aspect so quickly... But fortunately, she is also hesitating, which proves that she is seriously considering your feelings."

"Why do you all like to say 'I'm sorry' so much?" Hermione didn't want the atmosphere to be so dull, and responded with a smile on purpose, "You too, and so did Faith, obviously you didn't do anything wrong."

"I'm sorry," Milian replied subconsciously, and then she laughed helplessly, "Well, maybe I caused her to be ruined, my fault... hiss..."

Miriam tapped her lips with her knuckles, raised her eyebrows at Hermione, "I can't change it, there's no way, just bear with it."

"If Fayce turns this into a mantra in the future, you really need to say sorry to me," Hermione gave him a funny look, "but I'm serious, no matter what the final result is, you don't have to say sorry." Blame myself, for if I didn't want to on Christmas Day, Faise would know."

"why?"

"Well, there are very complicated reasons..." Regarding Faith's abilities and habits, Hermione still adopted a silent attitude. This was a secret between them, and she would not reveal it without the other party's permission.

"Well, I won't ask more about the matter between you young lovers," Miriam thoughtfully did not dig deeper, and even deliberately teased the other party, and as expected, she saw Hermione's face flushed to the side of the window. The decor is average.

"So are you going to confess to her for Christmas?"

"That's what I thought," Hermione scratched her hair and stared at the snowy road under her feet that was discolored by the pedestrians walking up and down, "You know, Christmas happens to be her birthday. For an excuse, maybe my mother can agree to let me stay at Faith's house for a night with her."

"Oh hoo, your idea is perfect."

Hermione was at a loss for a moment when she heard the other party's mean tone, and then quickly realized, angrily and laughing, "It's not what you think, it's just because Faise has never been willing to live with us that day."

"I didn't say anything," Milian said pretending to be innocent. "Isn't such a good plan? An important festival and a formal confession will definitely leave her with unforgettable memories."

Hermione was silent for a moment, her lips parted and said, "But it's been a while...a memory she will never forget."

"No way? There are still people who can beat you..." Miriam subconsciously sighed, but noticed that the other party's tone was not so clear, she slowly suppressed the smile on her face, and licked her upper lip with the tip of her tongue. I don't know how to speak.

"Aunt Irene, Faith's mother, died four years ago at Christmas,"

Hermione's eyes were full of pity and distress, and she said softly, "In this year, she should be blessed and loved the most. She has already lost Aunt Irene. If I take away her friend again, wouldn't it be too cruel? What about one o'clock?"

A sigh, light and inaudible.

"I'm sorry..." Milian put her palm lightly on Hermione's shoulder, "I don't know about it, she doesn't often mention her family's affairs in the dormitory, although she has a little guess, she hasn't confirmed it yet. However, I will be careful in front of her in the future."

Hermione shook her head. She knew Faise well, and she knew that the other party would definitely not talk about it. After all, it was a taboo place that even she couldn't touch.

But she believes that there will always be a day, no matter whether she is a friend, lover, or family member at that time, she will be accepted by the other party with an open heart...

Although the hurt heart will leave scars that cannot fade, love can heal the wound. As long as the other party allows, I can touch the softest and most vulnerable side of Faise, and accompany her to face the haze of the past.

When the other party wants to choose to forget or remember, I will support it.

Before that, she didn't want to add a psychological burden to Faith, and she didn't want to erase the memories left by Aunt Irene, whether it was positive or negative.

Just as the cold wind was blowing, Hermione subconsciously tightened her collar, and an old wooden door of the bar at the corner was slammed open.

"I don't want to take advantage of others, and like you said, if I choose to confess at her most vulnerable moment, I'm afraid she agrees to me just because she is afraid of losing me, not out of liking..."

Hearing the other party's sincere words, Miriam's heart was very complicated, and there was an inexplicable sense of relief and sadness of a child who had grown up.

"Hermione, I'm glad to hear you say that, if Faith knows..."

"boom!"

I don't know what kind of bad luck she had today, but in such a spacious street, she was bumped by a guy who didn't have long eyes.

The strength from the shoulder was not small, and Miriam subconsciously lifted the shopping bag high in her hand, her boots slipped on the spot for a few steps, and she waved her other hand in a daze.

Fortunately, Hermione helped her in time this time, and Milian barely managed to maintain her balance on the slippery road, otherwise she would stain her newly bought trousers, which would really ruin her good mood for the day.

"Isn't it? Come again? Do you really think I have no temper?"

Miriam didn't even get an apology this time, and the girl shook her head speechlessly. Sure enough, there was no one around her except Hermione, only footprints on the ground continued to extend.

"Harry! Wait!"

At this time, a familiar shout suddenly came from behind.

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The author's words:

tomorrow!Two must be posted tomorrow!

Chapter 230 Eight Hugs

"Hermione?" Ron rushed out of the store, still holding a half-eaten sandwich in his hand, he couldn't even help the hat hanging from his head, and said to the girl in a hurry, "Hurry up." Go after it, it's Harry!"

"Harry?"

Hermione licked her lips in bewilderment, and before the other party could explain, her eyes automatically tracked the transparent figure that was advancing—the other party seemed to be avoiding something, rushing forward in a panic, many innocent people Passers-by suffered as Miriam did.

She took a step forward subconsciously, and then remembered that Miriam was still by her side. Hermione glanced back and forth between the two of them in embarrassment, and her whole body froze in place.

"I don't know what he heard from the professors... all of a sudden, Hermione? Won't you follow along?"