Hufflepuff never works overtime

There was a wry smile at the corner of her mouth. Even though it was only a slim hope, Faise still ran desperately towards the direction of the Forbidden Forest. The closer she got to the dark forest, the faster she ran.

Stretching her sore and weak legs, when Faith plunged headlong into the forest, she couldn't help but think of the scene when she found Hermione.

Could it be that Hermione fled into the forest like this while being chased by werewolves?

If even the other party can't escape the werewolf's pursuit, then I...

Negative thoughts stayed in her head for a short moment, and soon the rough and rugged terrain in the Forbidden Forest left Faise with no time to think about it. She covered her head with her arms and burrowed into almost any narrow place.

Facts have proved that in the case of limited vision, it is impossible for her to run unscrupulously like on the flat ground, but this can give the lungs that are almost out of breath a rest, and the huge werewolf will inevitably need to catch up with her. Detour, or toss some.

The price is that the branches and leaves that pass by will always leave some small marks on her.

However, these small marks, compared with the movement of the claws tearing the trees behind, must be irresistible.

"Someone, can someone help me?"

The smell of earth and blood is always with her. As long as the breathing rate allows, Faise will interject a cry for help. Unfortunately, until now, no one has responded.

This kind of escape has an end after all. She was so tired that she even thought of giving up—according to the textbook, werewolves are not obsessed with killing people, and they are often assimilated through bites. purpose.

Sweat dripped down her chin, and even if it got into her eyes, she didn't have time to wipe her eyes. Her throat was so sore that she couldn't even utter a word. Her legs were shaking uncontrollably. If the error is a little larger, it may be left with an arm or leg by the pursuers behind.

Faith's mouth was opened wide, and her out-of-focus eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. She didn't know how far she ran, how long she ran, or how long she was going to run.

A tree root protruding from the ground.

She saw it, she clearly saw it, but she still had no time to avoid it.

Immediately, she lost her balance under her feet, and Faise rushed forward with all her strength.

It wasn't as she imagined that she hit the tree trunk firmly. At first glance, she saw a sparkling lake, and then the world spun, causing her eyes to tear from the pain, and the legs of her glasses flew away when she came into close contact with the ground. up.

A look of sadness and self-deprecation flashed in his eyes.

It turned out to be here...

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(._.) I have been tormented by various things recently, so busy that I can only update every two days, I am very sorry!

But it will be over soon~ On the 20th, the author is going to fly to London, so the next chapter should be published after the transfer airport or the dormitory!Then you can resume the normal update

My poor two cubs, when the old mother is over, I will let you make a big post (っ*? Д`)っ

Chapter 280 Nine Feisi (Eight)

Faith closed her eyes almost resigned to her fate, her left hand clenched into a fist beside her trembled slightly, the bulging veins on the back of her hand were clearly visible, and faint bloodstains overflowed from her pale lips.

"Mud Bomb /Lutogno/"

The expected pain didn't come, what got into the ear was a familiar voice - even though the other party was almost yelling out of his throat, the already high voice was on the verge of breaking.

hermione...

Faith suddenly opened her eyes wide. Under her dazed gaze, the bright moonlight reflected the other's outstanding demeanor. On that fair and handsome face, a pair of brown eyes glared angrily, as if she wanted to scare the werewolf away with her gaze.

Hermione swung her wrist several times, taking advantage of the fact that the werewolf, who was proud of driving the prey into a desperate situation, was unaware, one of the several black shadows shot from the tip of the wand smashed into the two werewolves with extreme speed and impartiality. In the clear yellow eyeballs.

"Ow!"

An angry howl made Faise clenched her wand tightly in fright, not daring to breathe.

The boring big tail slammed the ground frantically, and the sharp claws became the culprit at the moment. The werewolf who suddenly lost his vision stood on two feet and landed on all fours, repeatedly circling around the edge of the forest.

Watching the werewolf who was trying to claw off the mud covered eyes, Hermione didn't know that Snape had already tried many spells on him-most of them even wounded his fur No—but out of concern for Professor Lupine himself, she just kept casting spells on the ground beneath the werewolf's feet.

Amidst the dust, the werewolf felt the danger and kept retreating. Finally, it gritted its teeth and made a few unwilling threats, then turned back silently and retreated into the forest.

"Are you all right, Faith?"

After confirming the end of the crisis, Hermione ran to the opponent's side in a few long strides, picked up the glasses that had fallen aside and restored them, and then carefully put Feisi on the temples on both sides with her hands.

Hermione brushed her sweat-stained bangs away from the other's forehead, and asked anxiously, "Are you okay? Did you hurt anywhere?"

The vision changed from blurred to clear, Faith subconsciously shook her head.

After receiving the concern from the other party and feeling the warm body temperature of the other party, Faise finally relaxed her tense nerves. Her body lost the last bit of strength in an instant, and she fell limply into the other party's embrace.

"Why are you here?"

The hoarse voice caught Hermione by surprise. She subconsciously believed that the other party was frightened by the ferocious werewolf, and she immediately forgot about asking Faise why she appeared in the Forbidden Forest first.

Squeezing the other's palm as a comfort, Hermione replied softly, "I was running back along the Quidditch pitch, and I was planning to test Harry's movements on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, but I was wondering whether to go to Hai When Ge was helping, I suddenly seemed to hear your cry for help."

Faith frowned strangely, "So you didn't intend to enter the Forbidden Forest at first?"

Although Hermione was puzzled, she still nodded, "It's very dangerous here. Compared to me coming in alone, Hagrid knows the aborigines in the Forbidden Forest, and it will be more efficient to have them help find someone."

Her head was buzzing, and Faise felt a faint feeling in her heart.

"Hermione, shall we get out of here quickly?" Faise held onto the other party's sleeve tightly, her eyes uneasily scanning back and forth in the depths of the tree shadow where the werewolf left, "I don't feel very well..."

"Okay, let's go back now!"

Hermione couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart when she saw the tiredness between the other's brows and eyes, she agreed immediately, and stretched out her hand to help Faise up from the ground.

The heart in her chest was at a restless pace, and when Faise finally stood up, everything around her was in a trance. Fortunately, Hermione supported her shoulders, so that she could slowly ease her dazed head.

The two girls depended on each other silently for a while, and Faise didn't want to be brave anymore. If she didn't have a sliver of reason, she might even willfully ask Hermione to carry her back.

After all, the reason why she was standing here instead of sitting in a warm restaurant enjoying a delicious dinner was not all because of this guy in front of her.

The strength around her waist tightened little by little, and Hermione just patted the other person's back dotingly.

Hidden by the night and accompanied by the sound of the wind, Hermione was busy helping Faise dust off her body at this time, unaware of the huge body approaching quietly behind her.

The rough pads stepped on the hard ground in turn, and the slightly muddy nose trembled to confirm the position of the prey. Every step under the werewolf's feet was filled with excitement and resentment. The dry and hard mud caked around his eye sockets, even The vision was blocked to death, but the remaining sense of hearing and smell made it come back unwillingly.

A bloody mouth opened excitedly, the smelly saliva was blown to the ground by the wind, the strong legs were slightly bent, and its sensitive hearing told itself that it was time to attack!

Unexpected changes happened suddenly, and when the sound of breaking through the air came from behind, Hermione didn't even have time to look sideways, but instinctively hugged the person in her arms tightly, and the two fell to the ground together.

"careful!"

The sharp claws cut off a strand of brown hair mercilessly, and the robe and flesh were cut apart like tofu. First, three dark red blood lines appeared on Hermione's flank, and then the blood flowed down the white skin. Continuously flowing out, a small semicircle of hydration dripped out on the ground within a few breaths.

The smell of blood stimulated the werewolf's sense of smell, causing it to raise its head proudly and let out a long howl, and the wolf howl resounding through the sky also brought back Faise's consciousness.

"Hermione? Hermione?"

The girl shook the other party's shoulder helplessly, and stretched out her trembling hand in front of her eyes. The familiar scarlet stings her eyes, making Faise almost collapse, and self-blame and despair surge up.

Why……

The two failures were intertwined, Hermione's words just now and the scene of the other party falling in the Forbidden Forest overlapped in Faise's head, and big tears burst out of her red eyes.

It turns out that this is the case... all of this is because of me...

If she hadn't called for help in the Forbidden Forest, Hermione would never have come in, let alone be attacked by a werewolf.

Faith stared blankly at the werewolf approaching gradually. The huge impact made it difficult for her to even breathe. Holding Hermione in one hand, she raised her wand at the werewolf with the other hand, as if she was afraid of scaring him. murmured softly.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry Hermione, you'll be fine, I swear."

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This chapter is worth $1.99 (??ω?`)...

It comes from the plane to London, the flight of more than 20 hours is really tormented.

Chapter 290 Feyce ​​([-])

Staring at the viscous blood slowly dripping down the sharp claws, the dazzling picture made people lose their minds, and too much resentment surged into her heart for a while, Faise's lips trembled, and her arms were raised high, "Shenfeng... "

It may be due to the short-term distraction that caused the person leaning on her to be unsteady with her left hand. Hermione's body suddenly slid down, causing Faise to tremble. waist and neck so that Hermione could lie flat on the ground.

The irony is that, just like the dominant villains in movies and TV shows, although Faise is always frightened and wary of whether the werewolf will make a surprise attack, she is like a winner, watching her prey do something. Useless struggle.

Looking at the trembling ears standing on top of her head, and glancing at Hermione's frowning face, Faith sighed lightly, pressed her wrist slightly, "Close your ears and listen /Muffliato/"

A white light hit the werewolf successfully, and when the werewolf snorted suspiciously and began to circle around in place, she pointed her wand at the wet nose and whispered again, "Orchideous/"

The girl couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, her fingers subconsciously pressed the soil on the ground, until she saw the small white flowers protruding from the werewolf's nose, and she was quietly relieved.

"Woo! Ow!"

The sudden change made the werewolf, who relies heavily on hearing and smell, take two steps back, and stepped into the edge of the river bed, causing it to frantically wave its claws in all directions, and kept shaking its head, trying to get rid of those orchids that were in the way. Get it out of your nose.

When the overflowing orchids completely surrounded the opponent's nose, Faise immediately stopped what she was doing—she didn't want Professor Lupine to suffocate because of this—then she ignored the barking werewolf and immediately observed Hermione's injury.

exactly the same...

Sure enough, there was no slight difference from the scene I saw before.

Faith's head is now in a mess like a ball of twine, she doesn't even have time to think about the causal relationship and confirm her vague guesses, she just subconsciously puts her hand into her pocket.

"Pfft!"

The sound of heavy objects falling into the water and the empty pockets startled Faise at the same time. She raised her head and glanced at the werewolf who was struggling in the river after falling into the water, and suddenly remembered that she had just thrown the remaining powder and the bottle to Sne Professor Pu.

Tapped her head twice with the palm of her hand, a helpless smile suddenly appeared on Faith's pale face, and she immediately raised the wand beside her.

"Lumos /Lumos/"

The bright and dark flashes illuminated Hermione's bloodless side face. Faith subconsciously wanted to wipe the sweat from her forehead with her fingers, but after seeing her palms stained with blood and mud, she finally felt resentful. Put down your hands.

No more, no less, exactly five times.

The sound of splashing water was particularly obvious in the silent Forbidden Forest. Faise knew that she couldn't stay here for long, but after a while, the 'self' who knew nothing would come with the medicine powder.

Even so, she was not willing to leave him here alone...

Faith's eyelashes drooped, her eyes mixed with light and dark, and finally she couldn't help but kissed Hermione's tightly closed eyelids, letting the other party's smell fill her breath.

"I'll be right back."

Muttering softly with endless nostalgia, she stood up with her hands on the ground, and rubbed her sore temples vigorously with her fingers. It took Faith a moment to regain her clarity amidst the dizziness.

At some point, the sound of struggling in the river disappeared, and there were a few messy scratches on the bend of the river bed in the distance. This did not cause much disturbance in Feisi's heart—she knew the future very clearly. What will be the direction of it.

But she still chose to hold a wand and hide in the bushes not far away, silently guarding Hermione who fell to the ground.

Faise naturally knew everything that happened afterwards, except that she felt a little impatient when she saw that "herself" couldn't remember the medicine powder for a long time, and she was absent-mindedly thinking about the corresponding relationship between the two experiences in the rest of the time.

Until now, she still couldn't be sure whether the reason why she failed to save Hermione was because what happened in the past was doomed to be irreversible, or because the current self was also one of the participating factors in all developments.

At this time, deep in her heart, she has gradually shifted to the second guess.

But this situation is obviously too cruel and too ironic. I don't know whether it's because of evasion or guilt, even after knowing that all kinds of coincidences can be matched, Faise still dare not or unwilling to make a conclusion in her heart.

After nightfall, the Forbidden Forest seemed to be getting colder and colder. Faith frowned as she looked at Hermione's eyes that would close from time to time, and the white breath that came out of her speech, and she noticed something strange.

Following behind the two of them all the time, Faith looked around suspiciously, and found that on the other side of the river where the werewolf fled up, the remaining water stains had condensed into gray ice!

Faith's heart sank suddenly, and the cold sweat dripping down her back was blown by the wind from nowhere, causing goosebumps.

She looked along the frozen water stains, and in the gap in the woods opposite, shrouded in the cold moonlight, she saw a black tattered bandage fluttering, and what the bandage pulled out was exactly a piece of cloth. Withered hands covered in slime and reflecting an eerie light.

Dementors!

Faith felt that the blood in her body was about to freeze, a drop of cold sweat trickled down her temples, and her throat moved slightly.

No... I am no longer the person who let the other party slaughter me before.

Now she has learned the Patronus Charm and has someone to protect.

Staring at Hermione's back, Faith closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened them again, the previous panic faded away, and only clarity and determination remained in her eyes.

Clutching the wand tightly, the pain in her wrist seemed to be suppressed. Faith's eyes were red and her nose was sore, and she still uttered every syllable of the spell clearly.

"Expecto Patronum/!"

Silver and blue flashes sprayed from the top of the wand, like a Milky Way building a bridge on both sides of the river, the radiant patron saint appeared in it, and the little hedgehog struggled to swing its short limbs, At an extremely fast speed, it rushed to the depths of the forest on the other side of the river.

Gradually, she could barely see a blue dot moving through the forest, and when the frightening chill all around faded, Faise still commanded the patron saint to circle around the two of them until she watched them leave the Forbidden Forest smoothly.