days at Hogwarts

Chapter 328 Hogsmeade
Hermione hurriedly pulled Loren away before he could say anything more outrageous. It was not because she was afraid that Loren would be beaten by a group of people, but because she was worried that the others would not be able to sleep tonight and would still be staring and doubting life at three in the morning.

Holding his clothes all the way to the corner, Hermione looked back and saw that many young wizards were still stunned.

"Having said so much, what about you?" Hermione frowned and stared at this person, "You don't want to wait until the Christmas vacation is over before starting the ceremony, do you?"

Although we had agreed to perform the Animagus ceremony together this month, what he just said made people feel uneasy.

"Emmm..."

Loren pretended to think deeply and pretended to be hesitant, "Well... I think... after all, Hogsmeade and Christmas are both rare, right?"

Hermione gritted her teeth and was about to take out the leaves to help him make up his mind when Loren's voice suddenly changed: "However, if someone can fulfill his promise..."

"promise?"

Hermione was stunned for a moment, then remembered the ridiculous promise she made at the beginning of the month, and her breathing became a little panicked.

"Perhaps there is a gift more precious than Christmas, right..."

Loren's eyes were staring straight at Hermione, and the bright moonlight flowed into his eyes like a gurgling clear spring, glowing with a hazy light. His voice sounded a little distant, as if it came from the moon: "Let's agree. If you insist on exchanging a kiss for a month, I have already saved one. If we continue the ceremony later, this agreement will continue to be effective..."

The second half of the muttering sounded a little muffled and distorted to Hermione's ears, as her loud heartbeat filled both ears.

dong dong dong...

After the series of small drum beats subsided, Hermione saw Loren's lips still moving, the moonlight flowing in his eyes, and something indescribable flowing out along with the light, gurgling into the girl's heart.

"Okay." Hermione said softly.

"what?"

Loren was a little stunned. The girl agreed so simply, and he hadn't even had time to finish his many soft words.

"I said I promised you." A faint smile appeared at the corner of Hermione's mouth. She was vaguely aware that her reason seemed to be affected by her emotions, which seemed to make her impulsive and make her do things that she usually didn't dare to do. .

But Hermione didn't want to suppress this influence. She relaxed her breathing, let the turbulent emotional undercurrent wash over her heart, and then used her head.

This kind of weather, this kind of night... no one wants to miss it.

Hermione stepped forward and asked in a playful tone: "So, when do you want this kiss?"

The girl's face was so close that the fine hairs on her face were clearly visible. Loren could feel her breath blowing on his face, which was warm and even a little burning.

At night at the end of October, Loren's breathing became short and tense, and he suddenly felt that the moon was a little bright.

As his thoughts flowed, it seemed that time around the two of them had slowed down. He remembered a piece of trivia from a marketing account he had seen: the status of two people is relative. One person takes the initiative, and the other person becomes passive.

"How about now?" Loren pursed her lips and asked tentatively.

The next moment, Loren's eyes widened suddenly. The girl's face approached lightly, carrying a delicate fragrance, and a touch of cool warmth covered his lips.

The moon was like water, and the courtyard was crowded with chattering little wizards. Some were laughing and discussing, while others were talking seriously. The noisy discussions were blown to the other side by the breeze when they approached a small corner of the wall.Only the round moon can be seen, and the coolness of the autumn night heats up upon contact, leaving only a delicate and soft touch, like pudding.

Loren couldn't explain how he felt. He had always taken the initiative in the past, but this time he was unintentional and fell into a passive position.

This feeling is not bad, when your heart has a tangible response, like taking a bite of a roasted sweet potato that is full of juice in the winter, sweet, warm, and hot.The warm current flows along the blood throughout the body, and finally converges on the left side of the chest, making the person feel warm and tender.

Hermione let go of his lips, took two steps back, waved her palm to fan her hot little face, took a long breath, then raised her chin and looked at him proudly, her face full of regrets that could not go away. smile.

Loren only felt that the brilliance was dazzling, even the brilliance of the full moon could not be compared.

……

"It's just that in this weather and this night,

"We'd rather be wrong
"I don't want to miss it either..."

After turning off the lights, he returned to the common room with Hermione. Watching her walk into the girls' dormitory, Loren's smile did not diminish. He hummed a song with vague lyrics and tasted mandrake as he returned to the dormitory. When I came in, I saw that several roommates were still awake and sitting around Neville's bed chatting.

"Good evening, good friends!" Loren greeted and walked to the closet, "How are you? What decision did you make in the end? Are you holding the mandrake blades in your mouth?"

Several people sitting around the bed turned their heads and saw Loren with happiness written on his face. Ron replied: "Yes, Neville finally convinced us. There will be excuses every month, and he doesn't I know what to choose, but from now on I will definitely not go wrong.”

"Sounds very Longbottom-like." Loren said as he untied his tie and changed out of his magic robe.

Harry asked, "Loren, have you started taking mandrake blades?"

"Ah -" Loren opened his mouth to signal, "I've got it."

"Ok?"

Several roommates were surprised. In their opinion, Loren would definitely not give up Hogsmeade for Animagus.

Seamus widened his eyes and asked: "Don't you want to eat those magic candies? There are also Zog's Joke Shop and the Three Broomsticks..."

"You can order candies by mail. I've already been to joke shops, bars, teahouses, etc., so there's nothing new."

Loren changed into her pajamas and went into the bathroom to wash up, leaving her roommates in shock.

"He, he said he had been there..." Seamo opened his mouth, "But aren't we only in the third grade, and tomorrow is the first activity week?"

"That's Loren," Neville replied calmly.

Harry, Ron and Seamus fell silent. They sipped the mandrake in their mouths and felt that the leaves began to taste bitter.

……

Saturday, April 10.

Tomorrow night is Halloween, and this weekend is the event week in Hogsmeade.

Even though they were too excited to sleep last night, the third grade wizards still got up early with dark circles under their eyes.

Girls dormitory. Hermione sat in front of the large floor-to-ceiling mirror next to the wardrobe, combing her disheveled hair with a wooden comb, her face tense and her expression focused.

"Hey..."

Suddenly remembering something, two blushes appeared on Hermione's face. She didn't feel it last night. After sleeping, she felt that the shyness she owed was being repaid little by little.

Every time she thinks of her impulsive and bold behavior, the girl's heart can't stop beating faster.

Next to them, Lavender and Parvati were also combing their hair. Lavender didn't want to stop talking for a moment: "Let's go to Honeydukes Candy Shop to eat magic candies first, and then go shopping at the Three Broomsticks. Of course, I want to go there the most. It's Mrs. Puddifu's Teahouse..."

"Hehe!" Lavender suddenly snickered and looked at Hermione meaningfully, "Hermione, Hermione, do you remember that La Loren went to Mrs. Puddieff's Tea House? I heard that it is a good place for couples to go on a date."

Parvati laughed jokingly along with her. Seeing that Hermione didn't respond to their teasing, Parvati waved her hand in front of her eyes and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you, Hermione?"

Hermione's eyes flickered as she looked at the wardrobe, seeming to be deep in thought: "I was wondering whether to wear a dress to Hogsmeade."

"You're crazy!" Parvati exclaimed, "It's the end of October and it's going to snow soon!"

……

Hermione finally came to her senses. When Loren saw her in the cafeteria, the girl was wearing a mid-length black suede coat. The slightly waisted cut showed the girl's slender figure. The legs of the gray-brown trousers were tightened and the lining was The girl's calves are slender and straight.

Both of them tacitly agreed not to mention last night, finished breakfast in silence, and then followed Professor McGonagall's instructions to gather in the side hall on the first floor.

It didn't rain, and the late autumn morning was foggy. The cold temperature couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the little wizards. The water vapor they breathed added an extra layer of haze to the morning fog.

After the administrator, Mr. Filch, finished explaining the precautions, Professor McGonagall stood up and gave the final instruction: "Please remember, children, the signed permission from the guardian is only the most basic condition. Going to Hogsmeade is a privilege. Only students with outstanding performance can enjoy the activity week, and if you don't want to be deprived of this qualification, it is best not to cause trouble in Hogsmeade."

The harsh words coupled with Professor McGonagall's serious expression made the third-grade wizards who participated in the activity week for the first time a little frightened and couldn't help but slow down their breathing.

"Hehe... don't worry." Fred, who was standing behind Loren and the others, chuckled quietly, "It's okay to buy some rotten eggs, burping powder and flying bugs."

"Yeah, yeah!" George kept nodding and added with a smile, "It might be a bit troublesome to use these things in the school corridors, but as long as you avoid the annoying Mr. Filch, you can give the annoying Slytherin A little lesson…”

"That's enough for you." Lee Jordan pushed the two of them away expressionlessly, "Warm reminder, it's best not to use it on the old bat."

Loren blinked, feeling that there was a story in it.

Led by Professor McGonagall and Mr. Filch, the group left the castle and walked in the opposite direction to the Black Lake and the station. This was a straight path leading directly to the main entrance, with the Quidditch pitch on the left and the Quidditch pitch on the right. It is an open space, and beyond is the Forbidden Forest.

At the end of the path, Mr. Filch opened the main door with a key. There were strange statues on the pillars on both sides, which looked like winged boars.The little wizards were very curious about everything outside the main entrance and kept looking around.

Harry shivered as soon as he stepped out of the front door.

In the sky not far away, there were several black cloaks floating in the sky. Under the gaze of that cold gaze, it seemed that the morning fog became even colder.

"Don't worry, Professor McGonagall is here." Ron put his arm around his shoulders, shook him, and followed the crowd carelessly.

Loren and Hermione looked around. Last time, they went directly from the secret passage of the castle into the basement of Honeydukes candy store and missed the scenery along the way.

The morning mist shrouds the trees and grass, and the white smoke is like gauze. The rich emerald green occasionally emerges from the gauze, giving pedestrians on the road a surprise.

The fog gradually thins, and low-rise houses slowly come into view. Colorful streamers are hung on the eaves and pillars, and they are colorful, conveying a cheerful atmosphere of the festival.

Hogsmeade is the closest wizarding village to Hogwarts, and most of the shop income in the village comes from the young wizards.The young wizards also rely on Hogsmeade to bring some relief from the long-term boring life in closed magic schools.

Even the little wizards in the lower grades can get joy... or anger from the smelly eggs and burping powder brought back by the upper grades.

In previous years, there would be an event week every month, but this year it was postponed for two months due to the dementors, and the merchants couldn't wait.The whole street was covered with colorful streamers, magic street lights, and magic smoke of various colors drifted from the signboard in front of the store, dyeing the morning mist into a colorful look.

After entering the village, Professor McGonagall told the prefects of each college to count the number of people at night, and dismissed the little wizards with a wave of his hand.

Cheers rang out, and the crowded crowd instantly poured out of the street, as if it suddenly came to life and became lively.

The most anticipated one was of course the candy store, where Loren and Hermione followed the flow of people out of Honeydukes.

Large chunks of creamy yellow marzipan, sparkling pink coconut sorbet, honey-colored toffee and dark brown chocolate balls studded with chopped nuts... all kinds of candies are lined up in a row Arrange shelves.

As if they suddenly entered the world of candy, the air was filled with sweet smell, and the third grade wizards were stunned.

"Strange-flavored beans..."

Hermione looked at the product introduction under the tasting sign.

She remembered coming a year ago and there were strange-flavored beans in the tasting area.

Breathing the intoxicating sweet scent of candy between your mouth and nose, the memory of a year ago became vivid. The last time it smelled like eye mucus, booger, and earwax... This time it was different. The taste became simply sour. , sweet, bitter, spicy, salty...

Hermione was a little confused, did the strange-flavored beans taste so ordinary?

At this moment, a hand holding strange-flavored beans suddenly came over to him. Hermione turned her head, and sure enough, it was him, with excitement on her face.

Green represents the sour taste. Just smelling it makes your teeth tremble with soreness.

He also wanted to tease himself like this last time...

Hermione pursed her lips, looked at Loren with gentle eyebrows, and opened her mouth to eat the strangely sour bean.

Loren turned his wrist and put it down. He looked at Hermione with contempt: "You are stupid. You can tell it is not delicious just by smelling it."

"yue—"

Sure enough, the sound of Li Jordan's painful vomiting came from the side. The two turned around and saw that he was holding the trash can and gargling frantically. His face was red and his forehead was slightly sweaty.

George and Fred patted his back lovingly to make him feel more comfortable:
"Oops, we thought they were just ordinary candies."

"How about you eat another sweet one?"

Without raising his head, Lee Jordan slowly and hard raised his right hand and gave the two men a middle finger.

(End of this chapter)