days at Hogwarts

Chapter 721 The Acromanthus is Not a Merciless Being

"Look carefully at Hagrid's cabin. Doesn't the layout look like a trophy room?"

"Not like."

"Do you know how big the trophy room is?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know."

"The original area of ​​the trophy display room was smaller than Hagrid's cabin. Later, we found that there was not enough space, so we knocked down the partition wall and merged several rooms together to form the current trophy display room. Do you know why we need to expand the display room?"

"..."

"It is to display the Quidditch championship silver cup. Over the past few hundred years, hundreds of silver cups have been left in Hogwarts. These are all testimonies of honor."

Ron's eyebrows almost popped out with pride. He turned to look at Harry and Ginny, winked and continued, "Remember the photo of Professor McGonagall when she was a student? Remember Harry's father's trophy? Our trophy will also be kept in the trophy display room. Many years later, when our children go to Hogwarts to study, they will see the names of our team members when they are in detention, cleaning the display room and wiping the trophies."

Harry suddenly thought of a crucial question: "Why are you so sure that our child will be detained?"

Ron was stunned for a moment, as if he was thinking seriously about the answer to the question, and finally asked back: "Why not?"

"hiss."

Harry took a deep breath and actually felt that what he said made some sense.

"Do you know what this means?"

Ron took a sip of water to moisten his throat and answered himself, "I'm the captain, I'm the first in line!"

"..."

Ginny sat beside them, expressionless, with a complex and subtle look in her eyes. If Hagrid hadn't asked her to help, she would definitely not have sat here and listened to the idiotic conversation between these two guys. She sighed silently, and even Legilimency couldn't read the meaning of it.

Why haven't Hermione and Loren come yet?
……

The sun sank into the horizon, and the afterglow of the setting sun was cast on the path leading to the forbidden forest. The fiery red color revealed a feeling of tranquility and peace.

Hermione walked side by side with Loren, her eyes sparkling in the sunset, her rosy lips pursed together, her mind immersed in the boundless and beautiful clouds.

Exams for all subjects have ended, but summer homework has not yet been assigned. The professors seem to have agreed to let students relax. More free time has led to more time for dating alone. The dating locations are carefully selected, such as the cool mountains and forests, the empty tower tops...

Ensure that you are away from the crowd and quiet without being disturbed.

This is both an advantage and a disadvantage. When couples are alone on a date, kissing is a very normal thing. At first, it is just a light touch, waiting for ripples to spread in the heart. When you think back to the memories at that time, you still feel very beautiful. It's just that after spending a long time together, it's inevitable to want to be more intimate.

Hermione could feel the change inside her.

Just as she mentioned in the letter she wrote to her mother at the beginning of the relationship, she did not reject that feeling. In the past, she could use her reason to restrain the degree of their relationship, but as her love grew stronger, it inevitably overflowed, and her sober will was sinking. Now she was not sure how long this restraint could last.

If it was Loren...

Hermione had received adolescent love education from her mother. She had heard many cases, stories that happened every year in ordinary high schools, where some ignorant girls would call the dentist when they were at a loss, not to mention the wizarding world. According to wizard customs, she was even an adult.

Fortunately, they are all rational people. Even when she is temporarily unable to make the correct judgment, Loren can stop at the right time, although he does so by snatching the squirrel's nuts, and he seems to really want to taste the squirrel's nuts.

"I heard that Hagrid didn't invite Grawp to the dinner this time." "Grawp was invited to visit the centaur tribe. Some time ago, when they were repairing the cave, Grawp helped them move stones, which saved a lot of time."

"I wonder how much food the centaurs have prepared. Is it enough for Grawp?"

"Speaking of this, I don't mean to discriminate. Since there are half-blood giants, do you think there are half-blood centaurs? Can giants and centaurs be mixed? Can giants and fairies be mixed?"

"..."

Hermione walked beside this man, listening to him muttering nonsense and asking her stupid questions from time to time. The path leading to the Forbidden Forest was as ordinary as usual. Compared with the thousands of sunsets she had experienced in the past and the countless sunsets she would experience in the future, today's sunset was not special, but she was sure that she would remember the sunset of this day for many years.

……

As they approached the forbidden forest along the path, they heard Fang's brisk barking before they saw the cabin. The enthusiastic hound swung its four short legs and circled around the two's trouser legs happily. Ginny, who was following behind, was even happier, showing an expression of finally being relieved.

"Hermione! Loren! Thank Merlin, you're finally here."

"Hasn't the class been suspended? Ginny, why do you look like you've been tortured by Professor Binns?"

"Believe me, these two guys are more annoying than Professor Binns."

"They practiced Legilimency by looking each other in the eye in front of you?"

"I'd rather they look at each other affectionately, as long as it can make them shut up, at least Legilimency won't fill my head with bad conversations!"

"..."

Listening to the two girls' loud whispers, Loren glanced at the two people who were still talking about the trophy in the display cabinet, shook his head, and walked towards Hagrid who was preparing dinner. Fortunately, he never said those stupid things in front of girls.

"Good evening Hagrid!"

"Hey, Loren!"

Hagrid greeted him with a smile. At this time, he was sitting on a tree stump. The half-blood giant was flipping through a pile of pumpkins with his fanning hands. He looked left and right, searching for a long time before he chose one.

Loren was watching from the side, and suddenly remembered something about the pumpkin patch, and couldn't help asking: "Hagrid, I remember Aragog was buried under the pumpkin patch, right?"

Hagrid paused, then lowered his voice and whispered, "Don't worry, Loren. This batch of pumpkins is growing fast and well not because of this. I changed to a new variety. I exchanged it with a drunk traveler at the Hog's Head Inn."

"Where did you plant it?"

Hagrid was silent for a moment. "Next to Aragog's grave."

"I see……"

Loren nodded with a complicated expression.

The soil near cemeteries is always more fertile. This is a very natural thing. In fact, you don't need to care too much about it, especially in the forbidden forest that respects nature. Large animals eat each other, and most animals are initially decomposed by the digestive system and then turned into nutrients. It is a very lucky thing to be buried in the soil and decomposed directly by microorganisms when they die of old age.

But when I think about the fact that Aragog was once a spider with a head and face and could speak human language, this feeling is inevitably a little subtle.

Especially the pumpkin tonight is extra sweet.

(End of this chapter)