Hufflepuff never works overtime

It's against the law to use that look!

Although she was roaring silently in her heart, Feisi didn't show it on her face, she just pinched each other's knuckles lightly with her fingers, when the thin wrists of the two were pressed together and skin-to-skin kissed, the answer was unspoken.

I have to admit that for a moment just now, she really wanted to hold Hermione's face and kiss it directly, just to see the surprise in the lawless little lion's eyes.

But... just thinking about it.

She also knew that she would be the one who panicked and shy in the end, and Hermione might wish to show off to the Grangers right away, what a great thing she had accomplished.

Glancing unhappily at the person who was opening the refrigerator door with one hand and reciting a ditty in runes, Faise secretly took a breath when the other person turned his head and looked at her with smiling eyes. nose.

Thick creamy sweetness and a touch of coffee flavor, it is tiramisu cake!

Like a little bear who found honey, Faith's eyes were firmly glued to the plate she was holding, which made Hermione unconvinced that she was defeated by the charm of the cake.

Hermione, who has no attachment to sweets, even after so many years, still can't understand the magic power of these cloyingly sweet pastries, which can make Faise so obsessed.

Although she didn't understand, it didn't stop her from teasing the sweet girl in front of her with the cake in her hand.

She shook the plate in her hand in the air, and as expected, Faith's water-green pupils also fluttered back and forth following her movements, and her bright eyes were full of anticipation.

One day, Faise will have to stare at me like this!

A sudden thought flashed in her mind, and immediately, an uncontrollable smile bloomed at the corner of Hermione's mouth, and Miss Granger, who was extremely active, had already begun to secretly plan in her head.

After finally realizing that she was being molested, Faise wrinkled her nose pretending to be angry, "You can't play with food."

"I'm sorry, let's start quickly. By the way, Faith, can you stay with me tonight?"

Bewildered by the beautiful scene outlined by the imagination, she stood there stupidly for a moment, Hermione hurriedly placed the cake and tableware on the table, and tentatively said, "My homework is almost done, and the holidays are still on the way." There are a few days left..."

Somehow, Faith paused for the spoon she brought to her mouth, and her sudden rapid breathing sucked bits and pieces of cocoa powder into her nasal cavity, causing the girl to cough several times.

Not to mention the sweetness of the cake, the intense coughing caused a large flush to spread to her cheeks again.

"I'm sorry Hermione, but I still have some things to deal with at home, and my homework..." Faise replied in a low voice, her pink tongue rolled the tempting cream in front of her mouth, her eyes wandered.

"Maybe the progress is a little worse than you think."

Hermione's face suddenly collapsed, the small teaspoon was turned around in the black tea with milk and cube sugar, and she pushed the cup in front of the other party, and she did not restrain her disappointment in front of Faise at all.

"Ok."

The eyebrows and eyes that I had drawn unreservedly interpreted the disappointment of the master, the slender eyelashes drooped, and Hermione poured the cake into her mouth listlessly.

Mrs. Granger has good taste, and the taste of this tiramisu is not inferior to the rabbi's craftsmanship—this is already Faith's highest praise for desserts—she couldn't bear the little lion's continued recklessness, so she had to back down road.

"When you are done with your work, if you are free in the next few days, can you come to my house and help me with my homework?"

"Free, free!"

Hermione's body straightened up, her round eyes glowed again, "Which homework do you have difficulty with? Potions? Or Transfiguration? I'll bring my notes with me when the time comes. Oh, I should have asked you out if I knew it earlier." Do homework together."

Actually preparing for homework tutoring...

Faith couldn't help raising her lips and chuckling when she saw the other party's happy expression. Hermione just had this inexplicable magic power, which made her mood fluctuate with her.

But there's nothing wrong with that, is there?

"What are you talking about, looking so happy?"

Mrs. Granger's sudden noise interrupted Faith's emotional expression, and the affection in her eyes was replaced by panic. She quickly lowered her head and comforted herself with a few mouthfuls of soft and sweet cream.

Hermione turned her head back naturally, "Mom, can I go to Faise's house to play tomorrow?"

"Okay, you can decide for yourself."

Mrs. Granger smiled and nodded at her daughter who was obviously more energetic than the previous few days. Although she noticed Faise's sudden movement, she didn't think much about it.

Maybe he frightened little Faise?

"Ah, Faith, why is your face so red? Is the heating at home turned on too high?"

Hermione glanced back when she heard the sound, and immediately couldn't help but started to giggle. Knowing that the other party must have lost the ability to think for a while, she took the initiative to help Faise answer, "Yes, Mom, I also felt a little too hot just now."

"Well, after all, you young people are not afraid of the cold," Mrs. Granger took a sip of hot tea knowingly. Seeing Hermione eating the cake slowly, she suddenly narrowed her eyes in doubt.

"Hermione?"

"What's the matter, Mom?"

"Why do you wear lipstick at home? You got it on your face too."

"Huh? I didn't..." According to the location of the strokes of the other party's finger, Hermione raised her hand and rubbed her cheek with the pulp of her finger, and looked at the bright color very puzzled.

A moment later, she subconsciously raised her head to look at Faise, and happened to meet a pair of eyes with a watery color, full of panic.

Oops……

Chapter 250 Seven

The next morning, after hearing the knock on the door, Faith hurried out of the room and ran down the stairs without even having time to put on her socks. When she saw Hermione who was changing shoes, she relievedly revealed a smile. smile.

"Good morning Hermione."

"It's getting late now." Rejecting the rabbi's kindness, Hermione deftly hung her windbreaker on the rack, then walked to Faise's side and kissed her on the side of the cheek, "Have you eaten?" Have you had breakfast?"

"The rabbi is still there..." Although Faise couldn't improve her shy temper for a while, she was at home, so she followed her heart and did not escape, "Huh? Why didn't it disappear? It wasn't just now I even opened the door for you..."

The coat with the cold outside was taken off, and the person sticking to her was warm. Faith's eyes circled around the living room, but she only saw the brown-haired dog standing on the armrest, covering its eyes with its two paws. white figure.

Hearing 'it' Hermione frowned subconsciously, but she didn't say much this time, she just smiled and said, "Maybe she's busy with her business, besides, the rabbi has been elusive since before. of."

"Obviously you can't use magic now?" Faith murmured puzzledly, she touched the other's hand naturally, and found that Hermione's fingertips were still a little cold, and her palm was even hotter than her own when she came out of a heated room. .

Such a physique is too enviable...

"Mrs. Granger didn't say anything about your visit today, did she?" In view of the previous lipstick incident, Faith's tone of voice concealed some anxiety when she asked.

"No, Mom asked me to bring you this." Hermione raised her other hand, and a box slightly stained with snow attracted Faise's attention. "She thinks you like it very much, so I bought it again yesterday."

"It's... so embarrassing."

After saying this, the girl's throat couldn't help moving, and her hand naturally went to pick up the box.

Hermione thought Faise's duplicity was very cute, so she couldn't help teasing, "If I hadn't stopped you that day, you would have eaten three cakes. Of course, mom can see that you like it."

"That's because I need sweets to make me feel less anxious!"

Faith was reminded of embarrassing memories by the other party, with a muffled voice and resentful eyes, "It's not you, it's so obvious, I can't even imagine that if Mrs. Granger really found out, I would have to How to face her."

"But we have to investigate, that lipstick came from you," Hermione said, and pursed her lips very deliberately. She also put on lip color when she went out today. The girl with red lips and white teeth is as delicate and beautiful as flowers outside the window.

"Besides, isn't it weird that we wear the same lipstick?"

"I'm not talking about this..." The limp fist slammed on the shoulder, whether it was strength or demeanor, it was more like Faise acting coquettishly, "I mean something you don't want to erase anyway!"

"Maybe it's because I like that lipstick so much," Hermione blinked innocently, and then smiled like a cat. I can't bear it, why don't you let me try again today?"

"Okay."

Faise's straightforward response made the little lion overjoyed, but unexpectedly, the girl suddenly walked up the stairs with shame and malice in her eyes.

"The lipstick is on the desk in my room. I'll bring it to you later. You can use it however you want. I don't mind biting it as a popsicle."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went upstairs blithely, without leaving Hermione a look.

"Face!"

Only Miss Granger stamped her feet anxiously on the spot, and followed suit with strides to catch up.

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"Shrinking potions, salamanders, historical treatises on Muggle persecution of witches in the Middle Ages..."

Hermione frowned as she looked at the blank parchments, on which nothing was written except a title, and the research report on Animagus even only wrote a name.

She could hardly bear to educate her in a serious tone. The girl in front of her, who had spent more than half of her vacation for more than ten days, was almost deserted, but she saw Faise cowardly lowering her head and shaking the corner of her clothes. In the end, only a sigh escaped from his throat.

"Where do we start?"

Hermione rubbed the center of her brows with a headache. You must know that she has three more subjects than Faise, but now she has finished all her homework.

The Christmas homework left for them by the professors is really not much, maybe because they know that this group of adolescent children can't really spend all their vacations on improving their knowledge. Anyway, Hermione really thinks it is more important than when they were in school. Much easier.

At the very least, she can still find time to help Hagrid write some lesson plans and curriculum plans for the next semester, discuss with the two boys who stayed at school through letters whether there is something wrong with the unknown Firebolt Harry received, and even study the time occasionally. The principle of the converter, etc.

If you say that you have excess energy and must find a place to pour it out, then Faise is the complete opposite...

Seeing that the girl's head was about to be pasted on his note, her watery eyes were full of pain and confusion, and the quill was suspended on the paper but couldn't put a single word down.

She also made a mistake this time. She knew that studying was really not easy for Faise, but seeing the holiday coming to an end, it was not an option to run away all the time.

Do you want Faise to copy homework...

Hermione frowned and closed her eyes, her struggling heart churning.

She really didn't want Faise to be scolded, but the reality in front of her was that the other party didn't like or was good at writing these articles at all, and she couldn't find a way that would not violate the principle and catch up with the deadline.

"Hermione..."

Faith put the clipboard on her lap, and guiltily tugged at the sleeve of Hermione, who had a serious expression beside her.

In fact, these homeworks are really not a big deal to her. When she called Tarsila two days ago, she already knew that the other party didn't write a single word-this is undoubtedly the best comfort for herself.

Students...whether they are Muggles or wizards, they can always perform miracles at a certain time.

However, Miss Xueba didn't seem to understand this matter, and Faise didn't know how to explain to the other party why the more tasks piled up, the less she wanted to take the first step.

"Don't worry about Faise." After Hermione calmed down for a while, her eyes gradually became firm. She pulled the notebook next to her very seriously, "I will arrange a five-day schedule for you, and I will ensure that you can catch up in the end. If it doesn't work, we can get to school earlier, and I'll secretly teach you how to use the time-turner."

"This, this is not good, Hermione," Faith gasped suddenly, as if she had been thrown into the snow and ice outside, she tried her best to pretend to be calm, "This won't make you violate the regulations of the Ministry of Magic." It's a rule..."

"it does not matter,"

Hermione's eyes were raised, and her expression was full of concern and encouragement, "As long as it allows you to finish your homework on time, I will always be by your side."

Faith met Hermione's sincerely concerned eyes, and was silent for a while, then forced a smile on her face and opened her lips, "Thank you Hermione, I feel relieved with you here."

"You're welcome!"

Chapter 250 Eight

"You are back..."

A feeble and low greeting sounded at the door, and Faise walked through the Hufflepuff lounge, which was full of homework, and saw a different bedroom with warm lights on before she went out.

She'd just had another nine-hour night, finishing her dissertation on medieval Muggle burning 'witches' before lights out, and that wasn't the worst.

The deeper impact caused Miss Orest, who rarely asks for trouble, to fall into deep thought.

From the disdainful tone and explicit pictures in the textbooks, the magic photo clearly recorded the moment when the innocent Muggle woman turned into coke and fell down, but the people around were even afraid that her burning ashes would pollute them, so they avoided it. Not as good as.

What did 'she' do wrong?

What did we do wrong again?

The conflict of identities between the two parties made it extremely painful for Faise to write this homework specially approved by the Ministry of Magic, and even began to regret why she chose this Muggle Studies course in the first place, a course where even the professor couldn't control the homework and exams.

Intellectually, she understood that the Department of Education was expecting to see them write an article full of righteous indignation - because many wizards who took this course were 'talented' to enter the Ministry of Magic - and the content of the textbook was indeed History, except that it was a far cry from the Muggles she knew.

Emotionally, she is very envious of Hermione who can write down her inner thoughts without hesitation, even if the other party is aware of her efforts, it is very likely that what she got in return is only a P/disqualified/.

But Hermione still did that. She tried to believe that the other party was not a wizard who had malicious intentions towards Muggles from Professor Caredy's usual teaching style, and hoped to impress him with her pen and ink.

There are eleven whole pages of parchment, in which the facts and foresight involved cannot be compared with emptying yourself.

Faith shook her dazed head, and in the end she just wrote a superficial, not to mention critical article, and even she couldn't help but sigh after reading it.

Perfunctory.

Let's think about how to comfort Hermione after her thesis grades come out. After all, the little lion is in good spirits. It can be seen that she is looking forward to Professor Caredy being impressed and changing her attitude towards Muggles.

Alas, I hope Merlin can take care of the ambitious children, as for myself...

"Now you are like a mummy whose energy and energy have been sucked away by the female ghost." Milian saw that Faith's spirit was not good, so she deliberately teased, "Is Hermione so unrestrained?"

"Don't think I can't understand you're making a weird joke." Faith rolled her eyes at the other party angrily. She, who has been soaked in comics and movies, is much better than Hermione, who is almost a blank slate in this respect. .

At least, in terms of theoretical knowledge, she still has some reserves.