Hufflepuff never works overtime

Wait for the next opportunity!I want to let Miss Wanshitong see that reading idle books is not useless!

Contrary to Miriam, who was full of leisure, Tarsila, who was kneeling on the bed and writing quickly, stared at the two pieces of parchment with emptiness and numbness in her eyes. After a while, she raised her head and said, "New Year's Day Happy Fey."

"Why does she look worse than me?" Feyse smiled wryly and sat next to her box, her fingers subconsciously touched the cowhide that had become a little mottled after years of baptism—because the box was made by Apetos with magic It was transformed by the spell, so she didn't dare to use the repair spell to restore it easily.

"When I called her that day, didn't I say I gave up completely and started copying?"

"Who knows her..." Miriam played with the ends of her hair hanging on her shoulders in disgust, "Anyway, on the train we came here today, she was in this state all the way, and she was caught by a few people who wanted to sit together. When people saw it, I felt ashamed to death."

"Is that so..."

Faith replied unconsciously, although the schedule Hermione arranged for her was almost exhausting her energy, she still had a lot of rest time, so now she is actually a kind of mental exhaustion , but the body is still functioning normally.

After chanting a few words, she turned the wand in her hand, and the chocolate bread that she took out of her pocket instantly emitted a hint of heat and sweet aroma. Faise silently raised her hand and stuffed it into her mouth.

"You look all right?"

Miriam looked curiously at the girl whose cheeks were bulging but whose eyes were staring at the ceiling in a daze, "I thought you would fall asleep under the supervision of Hermione's devil, she probably wouldn't indulge you like Tacit Do you want to copy your homework like this?"

"Yeah," I can't remember exactly how many hours ago I ate last time. When Faith took the first bite, she just wanted to taste something sweet, but she didn't expect that she was really hungry, so she took several bites. mouth.

The thick chocolate sandwich rolled on her tongue, and her mood improved a lot after ingesting the sugar.

"I didn't expect to be able to catch up. There is still the last day. Tomorrow, I just need to finish the homework of the Potions class."

Faith took a bite of her thumb that had been dipped in cocoa powder, and then frowned from the bitterness. Fortunately, Miriam kindly brought the milk to her hand.

"It was poured in another cup, don't worry."

"I don't mind." Faith took the glass that was slowly drifting over in the air, recalling Hermione's dissatisfied chanting at Granger's house that day, her white earlobes turning red, "but I will pay attention to it in the future." A little better."

"As expected of someone who has a girlfriend, I admire this awareness."

Hearing the ridicule in the other party's words, Faise held the glass and took a few sips of milk in embarrassment, "You keep making fun of me about this, I'll be angry."

"What does it matter, who would have thought that you are the first one in our dormitory to fall in love," Milian stretched out her leg and kicked the person on the bed next to her who was pouting her buttocks, "Right, Tarsila."

"What are you doing!" Tarsila was teased by the other party, and there was a big ink spot on the parchment. She raised her head angrily and gave Miriam a look, and then turned her head to Faith. .

"As for the things you two kept from me, we will settle the score after the fall!"

Listening to the girl's gnashing of teeth, Faise blinked innocently, "I asked you to chase after me for more than an hour on the phone last time, and you still have to settle the score..."

"Of course!" After speaking, Tarsila began to work hard again.

"Okay, okay, let's wait until you get through this disaster." Faith suddenly felt a pity in her heart, if only Hermione could live in the same dormitory with them, it would be very interesting.

But this kind of regret was only for a moment, because the voice of the other party explaining the documents sounded inappropriately in her ears, and there were still dense notes passing by in front of her eyes.

Faith's bulging temples twitched, and her heart couldn't help throbbing.

This kind of throbbing is not the heartbeat brought by the brain, but the escape reaction instinctively produced by her heart and body due to overload.

It's over, it seems that I really want to leave a psychological shadow...

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Sigh... Chapter 250, the third chapter was actually banned, absolutely!

Chapter 250 IX Eccentricity

"By the way, I saw Hermione and her two little followers in the auditorium tonight," Miriam asked curiously after changing the subject, "They seemed to be arguing again, and in the end they all clamored to go Looking for Professor McGonagall, do you have any clues?"

"Two servants?" Faith frowned, and then stretched it out, a little bit dumbfounded, "You mean Potter and Weasley, don't let them hear this, or something will happen."

"I'm not stupid." Miriam sat cross-legged on the bed, and looked at Faith with a smile, "but do you care about their feelings? They tricked you so hard in the second grade."

Faith adjusted her glasses with a slight smile, and responded, "They are Hermione's friends, and you are my friend."

Miriam then raised her eyebrows, "Understood, I don't think there is a gap between their Gryffindor trio, and I want to turn a corner so that we can naturally become a Hufflepuff quartet, eh ...But Astoria will definitely be unhappy, so let's take a step back and be a five-member team."

"If you can succeed, I will definitely support you." Faith shook her head with a wry smile.

"Couldn't you work harder and let someone marry us into our Hufflepuff?" Miriam sat up on her knees and said earnestly, like an old mother looking at a child who was not up to her expectations.

"Our Hufflepuff is located directly opposite the kitchen, closer to the auditorium, and can sleep 5 minutes more than other colleges every day; the folk customs are simple, as long as you stay in the lounge for an hour, you can know what's going on in the school for nearly a month "At the end of the day, Hermione can still feel that she is the savior, coming to save all sentient beings, isn't it good?"

"Indeed, it sounds like my heart is moving." Faith's eyes became a little more smiling. These days, she watched the trio fight and compete with each other, and the excitement made her miss the time when they conspired to make a big move. up.

"So... what's the reason for their quarrel this time?"

Milien leaned back on the soft pillow, fiddling with her fingers very leisurely, "It's nothing more than Hermione's cat gnawed on Weasley's mouse, or the mouse bit her bed curtain again. , shit on her bed."

"Hermione was so angry that time." Faith still frowned dissatisfiedly when she thought of the scene that the little lion described to herself at that time. "The matter of pets should be handled by them, and... Crook Shan is a good boy."

"That said, it seems that someone is also partial."

Deliberately ignoring Miriam's teasing, Faise immediately sighed softly, "But this time, I can't comment lightly."

"Oh hoo... It sounds like our Hermione did something bad this time." Milian still maintained her role-playing, and said in a joking tone.

Tarsila, who was immersed in 'writing' her homework, also quietly pricked up her ears. When she really needed it, her ability to do two things at once was very strong.

"It happened during this vacation..." Faise finally found a way to confide, and she slowly summed up the quarrels she heard in the past four days, "Potter received an unsigned broomstick, you know, Hermione was a little more vigilant and considered more than them, which is her advantage. Since she was not at ease about the broom of unknown origin, she persuaded the two boys who stayed in school not to accept it, and it was best to go to the school. Give it to the professor."

"Is it because of this that they can be angry?" Miriam protested passionately, "Isn't it just a suggestion, at worst they don't want to listen!"

"Well, don't be in a hurry," Faise waved her hands in the air awkwardly, trying to calm down the opponent's fists waving in the air.

"Oh, I haven't finished yet." Miriam sat back on the bed freely, sinking into the pillow like a boneless body, "then you go ahead, and I'll brew it up."

Faith added quickly in a low voice, "In short...they didn't respond after several times of persuasion in the letter, so Hermione wrote directly to complain to Professor McGonagall. As a result, Potter's Firebolt was confiscated. It seems that it needs to be disassembled and inspected before it can be returned to him.”

After she finished speaking, the bedroom was quiet for a moment, and even the sound of Taxila's writing stopped.

"Let me just ask," Milian straightened up silently, "I remember that a Firebolt doesn't seem cheap?"

"There is no accurate price..." Faise clasped the peeling part of the box with her hand, trying to hide her guilty conscience, "The Firebolt is the most perfect racing broomstick on the market today, and the price needs to be negotiated in person. As far as I know, the reserve price is not high. Less than 500 Galleons."

Even for Tarsila and Miriam, 500 Galleons is not a small amount, and this is even just the base price...

"Okay," Miriam was speechless for a moment, she gave Faise a sympathetic look, and comforted, "After all, Hermione is thinking about their safety, so you can give away such an expensive thing, no matter how you think about it. Conspiracy."

"Then I also think that someone can plot against me like this." Tarsila interjected silently.

"Honestly write your homework," Miriam said with a glare at Faith, "How can such things as friendship be measured by money? Besides, Professor McGonagall is so powerful, he will definitely bring the Firebolt back to life." Assembled and returned to Potter, and if something goes wrong, they'll have to thank Hermione."

"Professor McGonagall is the professor of Transfiguration, not Mrs. Hodge. Maybe the Firebolt will turn into a mouse when he returns."

"Which side are you on?"

Milion stood on the bed with bare feet, and the girl with her hips on her hips complained angrily to Tarsila who kept pouring cold water on her, "You're annoying when you talk like that, don't you know?"

"I just think you guys are too biased," Tarsila's voice also rose, "Just because Hermione did this, you can say all kinds of good things and help her find reasons. She did it wrong!"

"That's because friends are supposed to be like this!"

Miriam's chest heaved and her face was flushed, "Face came to tell us about this, is it to hear you criticize Hermione? If you can't even understand such a simple truth, then it's no wonder you never Someone wants to talk to you!"

"I won't argue with you,"

Tarsila's throat was filled with tears, her mouth was pouted, and tears were rolling in her eyes, "How you can be a competent 'good friend' is your business, you don't want to ruin your image, but you have Have you ever thought about what Hermione needs?"

"You have no bottom line to tolerate her behavior, which is obviously out of bounds, even a betrayal. What kind of good friend are you?"

What Tarsila said made Miriam and Faith fall silent. They looked at each other awkwardly in the air, then put down their things, got up and sat beside the sobbing girl's bed.

Faith patted the other person's shoulder lightly, and said cautiously, "It's my fault, indeed, Hermione's actions this time troubled me too, I don't know where I should stand, it seems that the relationship with her As we get closer, those words of exhortation can no longer be uttered."

Tarsila responded lightly, and the brief vent made her calm down a lot. In fact, she herself knew that the two friends were not out of malice, and in fact, she often enjoyed their preference.

It's just that in this matter, it shouldn't be like this.

"I'm afraid she will be disappointed in me because I'm not completely on her side, and there will be a gap in her heart. The funny thing is, I don't even believe in Hermione like you. She has never been a person who doesn't listen to opinions."

After a long while, Tarsila said coyly, "Why do you praise her by the way when you praise me, Xiu Enai...I hate it to death."

Seeing that Tarsila's attitude eased, Miriam breathed a sigh of relief. She tentatively touched the girl's hand lying on the bed, but she was thrown away immediately.

Feeling a little guilty, she touched the back of her hand that was so painful from the beating. Miriam wanted to grab it again unwillingly, but was thrown away again, grabbed again, and was thrown away again.

Seeing that her showing weakness didn't get her any good looks, Miriam became ruthless, and simply grabbed the opponent's hand forcibly, and said viciously, "I'm biased, I'm partial to you, what's wrong! I'll change it if you say so." No, I'm chasing you eccentrically, I'm not as entangled as Faise. I don't care what's for her, I'm here for her as she pleases, tell me, can you accept it. "

This time, Tarsila was completely choked by the other party, and she stood up in a daze, her small mouth deflated.

"You, why are you so unreasonable..."

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The author's words:

Happy Tanabata everyone!This chapter is very fat o(*≧▽≦)ツ～

In the evening, there are two cubs with sweet candy!Of course, the premise is that I can finish coding before 12 o'clock...

Chapter 260

After a short period of ups and downs in the dormitory, due to Miriam's unexpected waywardness and Tarsila's helpless compromise, the two sides changed from the initial stalemate to a strange truce.

Although it was a holiday at this time and the students would not be subject to the curfew, the three people in the dormitory were soon driven by sleepiness and chose to postpone all unfinished tasks and arguments to the next day.

They are really tired.

Faith's four-hour nap was actually nearly ten hours ago, not to mention Tarsila and Miriam who came from afar, you must know that they did not rest for a moment on the train.

Seeing that the warm yellow candlelight outside the box was extinguished, and there was no light source in the dormitory where the windows were tightly covered, Faith hesitated for a moment, she had already got into the box and poked half of her head out.

"Good night O Tarsila, Miriam."

"uh-huh."

"Sweet dream, Faith."

It was pitch black in the field of vision, and only the sound of the quilt rubbing against the fabric of the pajamas could be heard, Faise couldn't help but added, "Stop arguing, I can hear it inside."

"Go to sleep, didn't Hermione ask you to do homework together in the morning?" Tarsila's muffled voice came from under the quilt.

"Don't worry, she can't beat me." Milian shrank her body into the big soft bed, her voice was already a little tired.

Tarsila turned her head from the suffocating bed to the other, about to explode, but she finally managed to bear it.

"go to bed!"

After confirming that the two roommates seem to have returned to the normal way of getting along, Faise felt relieved and silently put her head back. The tip of the wand emitted a faint light, guiding her to the way to the soft quilt.

The moment her body sank into the bed, the feeling of sore back made the girl stretch her waist twistingly, and immediately, she felt her consciousness being gradually swallowed up.

The limbs were weak, the breathing was steady, and he fell into a deep sleep.

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The next day, after many days of cloudy and rainy days, the sun hung high in the sky.

After Faith finished her breakfast, she looked out of the window on the way to the library. The ice and snow outside the castle hadn't melted yet, and it was particularly eye-catching due to the sunlight.

Maybe it's good to change your mood today and go outdoors to bask in the sun.

Faith's heart moved a little. She first went to the library that Hermione had made an appointment with. After searching around, she was surprised to find that she was nowhere to be seen.

Did Hermione oversleep?

It was a curious anecdote that Miss Granger should fail to be on time.

Faith suddenly felt a little uneasy. Could it be that she did something stupid with those two boys again?But aren't they still bickering?

Then she shook her head self-consciously, trying to get rid of those bad conjectures. Faith held the reference books and parchment in her hand, and looked around the library that was entering one after another hesitantly.

Forget it, if Hermione hasn't come to meet me by noon, I'll go find her again.

Thinking that Hermione was with her for the past two days, and her work and rest were actually tossed enough, Faise tried her best to find several reasons for the other party not showing up, and finally let her lips ravaged by her teeth go. After leaving a note on the seat, he turned and left.

Strolling under the familiar tree, Faise waved the wand in her hand, and the snow and residual leaves on the ground were rolled up and swept aside, and soon she got a seat enough for two people to sit.

The thick and cold collection of potions was spread on her legs, and Faith couldn't help shivering.

It seemed that if Hermione didn't come to find her soon, she probably wouldn't stay here for long.

Without Hermione, not only did her side become deserted, but more importantly, many academic questions could not be answered in time, and even the progress of her thesis slowed down a lot.