Hufflepuff never works overtime

Faith looked at the familiar door and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

it is finally over.

She took Hermione's hand and led her towards the Hufflepuff table. Astoria, who had come a step earlier, waved warmly to them next to the reserved seats for four.

"Let's go Hermione, the auditorium is here, what do you want for lunch today?"

"I want baked lobster! Two!"

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The author's words:

I have forgotten a bit, is there a lot of small expressions that have not been let go?

Chapter 190 Six Feeding

Just when Hermione said that she wanted to eat two lobsters, Faith thought she was joking, after all, what the other party often said was 'eat a balanced diet and don't overeat'.

But seeing Hermione staring at the whole table of delicacies, her eyes shining like a hungry lion seeing its prey, Faith's heart was shaken a little.

After 'capturing' the sumptuous dishes on the dinner plate, smelling the milky aroma of the lobster meat and the spicy aroma of the seasoning after cooking, Hermione took a deep breath and sat down with a full smile.

She couldn't wait to stuff the first bite of lobster into her mouth, and while chewing, she realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the way the people around her looked at her.

The fork that had been handed to her mouth paused slightly, and two blushes appeared on her fair cheeks. Hermione turned slightly to the side, not wanting Faise to see how she was devouring it.

Even so, the cheeks that were busy chewing moved rhythmically, and there was something in her stomach, and after making sure that there would be no roar, she turned back calmly.

Of course, the other party's every move could not escape Faise's eyes, she deliberately cut a piece of lamb chops from her plate, and fed it to the other party's mouth, "Ah—"

"I, I have..." The fork panickedly pointed to the very well-packed plate, Hermione leaned back slightly, dodging the lamb chops that were almost touching her lips, her innocent eyes didn't blink, her eyes glued on the food in front of me.

The intriguing aroma wafted from under the nose, and Faith thoughtfully cut the lamb chops into bite-sized pieces, even with attractive black pepper juice.

The fork swayed in the air following the movement of the opponent's wrist, revealing the corner of Faise's mouth full of smiles. Her tone of voice was as slow and soft as ever, but it seemed to be mixed with a taste of deception.

"Today's lamb chops are delicious. It's a pity to miss them. You don't want to eat them and come back with a whole piece."

It's just a piece of meat, how delicious can it be?

Thinking about this in her heart, Hermione wanted to turn her head away several times, but the slender white fingers holding the fork were dangling in front of her eyes, which disturbed her.

I don't know which nerve in the head is a traitor, there is a gap in the solid line of defense, the little devil in the heart took the opportunity to rise up, and sent the whispers of falling into the abyss to the ear.

Take a sip, it's just a joke, no one will notice.

It was as if a fire was churning restlessly in her throat, and she couldn't suppress the fire after several mouthfuls of saliva. Hermione felt her heart beating like a drum, and she didn't dare to look into Faise's eyes, but her teeth were already a little bit tight. Let go.

"Really? She won't eat it, so give me a taste."

Tarsila's curious voice struck her ears like a thunderbolt, Hermione's eyes widened suddenly, and she even keenly felt the flow of air when Faith's arms turned.

At this time, the body moves faster than the head.

Stretching her neck and opening her mouth, she precisely took the piece of meat off the fork, bared her small white teeth in the direction of Tarsila, and chewed slowly.

"Why does this bring food grabbing! Did you mean it, but you just don't want me to eat lamb chops."

Faith glanced at the cub who was chewing silently and earnestly with a smile on her face, and comforted Tarsila who was about to jump, "Okay, I'll cut another piece for you."

Hermione frowned when she heard this. The lamb chops tasted really good, but the muscle fibers were a bit too developed. She still wanted to maintain her 'gentle' eating appearance, and it was inconvenient to speak with something stuffed in her mouth.

Seeing that Faise's fork was about to be handed out, she didn't even have time to taste the delicious gravy of the lamb chops. Still in her mouth.

"You!" Tarsila on the opposite side couldn't hold back immediately.

Before her body retreated, she met Faise's eyes unexpectedly, and she clearly saw the slight surprise and fleeting doting written in those water green eyes.

Hermione was in a turmoil, she stood up a little embarrassed, picked a piece of lamb chops with the shared tongs and put it on Taxila's plate, and waited until the meat in her mouth was swallowed before she said, "It's really delicious, you One bite is definitely not enough, eat one."

After Hermione said this, she put on a look of 'for your own good' and looked at Tarsila sincerely, making the other party confused.

"You... eat in such a hurry, can you really taste the taste?"

"Yes." Hermione nodded unequivocally, licking her lips stained with light oil with her tongue, "the taste is very good."

Faise looked at Hermione, who was still confident just now, just sat back on the chair, her hands holding the knife and fork trembled slightly, and her earlobes were so red that they could bleed, she couldn't help but smiled softly.

At the same time, Miriam choked with laughter and coughed from across the dining table. Hermione lowered her head so much that she was almost buried in the lobster shell, and even her hair seemed shy. Only her two hands were busy cutting the lobster. .

After a while, a trembling silver fork appeared beside Faith's dinner plate, and brought two round lobster meats over. After they were placed on the dinner plate, they quickly evacuated.

"Try this...it's delicious too."

In fact, there was already a bit more room in her stomach, but Faise happily stuffed the two pieces of gift into it, her eyes narrowed slightly, "Indeed, the taste is very good."

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With the experience in the morning, Hermione, who was going to take Ancient Runes and Protection of Magical Beasts at the same time in the afternoon, learned well this time. She didn't forget to take some pastries from the auditorium and put them in her pocket.

Although according to her fullness after eating, she might not be hungry for another 7 hours...

Sure enough, until dinner time, the pastry was kept in her pocket, and she never took it out.

"It's a good thing we don't have to ride the hippogriff individually, otherwise I think I might behave inappropriately because my stomach is too full..."

After an afternoon, Hermione, who had almost digested, chose a normal portion for dinner.

"Don't you guys have riding experience?" Tarsila grinned, "It's really cool to ride and fly!"

"There should have been..." Hermione frowned, and poked her own meal with a fork, "Hagrid took Faise's advice and only used a hippogriff named Buckbeak as food." Teaching demonstration, Harry volunteered to be the first to experience it, but Malfoy jumped out for some reason..."

"Malfoy?" Astoria mumbled softly, "No way..."

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The author's words:

The second round of small expressions!

The two little ones in the Q version are really cute, but it’s a pity that the artist’s wife’s little expression is not colored Σ(っ°Д °;)っ

Chapter 190 VII Oolong

Hermione obviously didn't hear the mumbling, and Faise just glanced at her little cousin calmly—Astoria was absent-mindedly pawing the pumpkin puree on the plate with a fork.

"Did he do something bad again?"

"It's not a bad thing..." Hermione pursed her lips and shook her head, her expression was a bit weird, "Before Harry received Buckbeak's approval, he suddenly appeared and did a few things in front of Buckbeak. A strange movement—a bit like a ballroom dance? I’m not sure, in fact, no one present could understand what he was dancing.”

"Ding!" The fork made a crisp sound as it landed on the dinner plate. Hermione, who was interrupted, cast her gaze over there, and finally found the panic-stricken girl, whose long golden-brown hair seemed to have lost its luster.

It is rare to see Astoria like this. You must know that her words are usually amazing and scare others like this.

"What's the matter, Astoria, her complexion doesn't look good, is there something wrong?"

"No, it's nothing." With a slightly dry smile, Astoria held the fork firmly in his hand, "Don't worry about me, you can continue talking, what about Malfoy after dancing?"

"Well... just after he finished dancing, Buckbeak suddenly passed Harry and walked towards him. His two big followers were terrified, and they dragged him and wanted to run away. Unexpectedly, Malfoy It's a completely unshakable look."

Hermione thought of the boy who yelled because of the dementor attack on the train back to school, and shook her head with a little disdain, "Maybe he wanted to provoke Buckbeak, but he was too scared to move when it really got close Alright..."

"But what happened later was rather strange. Buckbeak behaved very docilely. He was even willing to pet Malfoy's wings, and even flew him around the academy. We were all very envious when we watched it below. .”

"That Hippogriff actually accepted it?" Astoria exclaimed in a low voice, with waves in his eyes.

"Buckbeak not only accepts it, it doesn't even want to let anyone other than Malfoy approach it, although it will still bow to us, but when Ron tried to imitate Malfoy and stroked it, he showed obvious Resist—the way the big guy raised his paw was horrible."

Hermione looked terrified. If Ron took it, I'm afraid he would spend tonight in the school hospital, and Hagrid would be very sad.

"This is so proud of Malfoy," the girl twitched her lips in displeasure, "Hagrid didn't expect this to happen, and in the end we can only watch him ride Buckbeak and show off his might."

"Merlin's beard... I really got into big trouble now."

After hearing the ins and outs of the matter, Astoria pushed away the half-eaten dinner in front of him, and lay down on the table weakly.

Tarsila propped her head and looked at the other party with a look of gloating. She didn't expect that she could hear two pieces of gossip in one dinner.

Faith lightly poked Astoria's swollen cheek with her finger, and asked with some amusement, "Quickly confess, what good did you do?"

"During the summer vacation, the Malfoy father and son suddenly came to visit our house. Originally, when Mr. Malfoy chose his sister to stay - I was still secretly having fun. The weather was rare that day, and it was a good day for strolling around the chicks - —I don’t know why, but that guy was sent to the courtyard by Grandpa again.”

Astoria sighed, "It's too difficult to communicate with him, especially when he found out that I was Hufflepuff, the tone of his speech made me want to punch him."

"That's really hard work for you," Milian smiled and stirred the thick soup with a spoon, "Speaking of which, I've always been curious, did your family have any complaints about you being in Hufflepuff...well, did they complain? ?”

"They definitely hope that I can enter Slytherin," Astoria subconsciously touched his house badge, showing a slight smile, "but anyway, grandpa spoils me, as long as I put on an unhappy expression It seems that he will gradually stop talking about it."

Faith recalled her brief meeting with that stern old man, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and she didn't show any fluttering thoughts on her face.

The two people at the opposite table were all focused on Astoria's story, so naturally they wouldn't pay attention to this trivial matter, but one person still had a keen association with it.

Faise's hand on the dining table unconsciously clasping the tablecloth was covered by the other hand. The temperature of that palm was familiar and hot, and it stuck to the back of her hand without gaps, and she knew who it was without turning her head.

Her body froze suddenly, and her heart seemed to miss a beat. Those messy thoughts disappeared from her head like balloons with a pierced eye. Quickly controlled myself to relax.

"It shouldn't belong to me in the first place, so why bother yourself," Faith leaned back softly on Hermione's half body, pulled the hand into her arms, and murmured while playing with it, " I already have a lot."

"you deserve better."

The arrogance of these two people's actions made Tarsila on the opposite side almost blind. Everyone was listening to the story, and it happened that these two guys wanted to whisper their ears in private, and they didn't even hide it.

Those who know they are good friends, but those who don't know think they are in a relationship...

With an angry snort through his nose, Tarsila continued to urge Astoria to continue.

"Obviously I have to take good care of Grandpa's guests, and I can't embarrass the Greengrass family..." Astoria pursed his lips helplessly, "Honestly, I have been the nanny for that young master for a day, although he didn't mean to Make things difficult for me, but sometimes his demands and questions are really irritating."

"As a little revenge, when he showed interest in the chick, I taught him the dance, which is supposed to be the one he danced in class."

"You taught it?" Tarsila looked puzzled, "But the effect is not very good, what kind of revenge is this?"

"How did I know he would succeed!"

Astoria covered his face with his hands, and explained weakly, "That's the courtship dance of hippogriffs. Every time the chicken danced before, it would be mashed by other hippogriffs. full face..."

"Courtship dance?" Miriam couldn't help distracting her attention a little, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "You mean Malfoy performed a courtship dance to the Hippogriff in front of so many people ?”

"Yes..." Astoria nodded desperately, "I can only hope that they don't know what this dance means, but it's impossible for my sister not to know, I even showed her the dance, Merlin's snot Pao, she must not betray me."

Chapter 190 Eight

"Don't worry so much, I don't think Greengrass will tell Malfoy," Faith comforted her little cousin, "She loves you so much, it's impossible for her to do such a thing on purpose to harm you."

Of course, it might not be possible to change the instigator, after all Daphne is not a kind person.

"But whether Malfoy himself or those around him will find out is uncertain," Tarsila deliberately teased, seeing Astoria's panicked look, "maybe the hippogriff has something on it. Winged beasts will come to his bedroom door to court?"

"Don't bully her," Miriam reached out and pinched the head of Tarsila who was sitting next to her, choking and talking in a strange voice, and caressed her hair casually, as if she was teasing a naughty pet at home. .

"Although you changed your hairstyle to a more normal one, the 'handle' on your head disappeared, which made me a little uncomfortable."

With a helpless expression on her face, Tarsila grabbed the hand that was making trouble on top of her head, her eyes widened and she complained, "You still have the right to tell me not to bully others? You don't look at yourself every day..."

Not paying attention to the other party's whining complaints at all, Miriam was staring at the space between her hand and Tarsila's head seriously - some scattered hairs were attached to her hand, It looks like the hair is standing on end.

"What are you looking at..."

Tarsila was stunned by the other party's gaze, and she leaned back a little bit, her neck shrunk, and when she moved like this, the original vertical hair fell back to the top of her head.

"Alas!" Miriam, who saw this scene, stared at the other party a little discouraged, while Tarsila looked innocent.

"What's wrong?"

"Your hair." Astoria, who was seated opposite, also noticed that scene, her blue eyes widened. "Did you drink some low-quality hair straightening potion?"

"No...what kind of hair," Tasira touched his head with his hand, but found nothing unusual, and frowned, "Okay, you guys should play tricks on me together!"

"It's just static electricity." Hermione said quietly from the side, with a clear expression on her face.

Sure enough, this unfamiliar term immediately attracted the attention of the three girls. Faith, who also had a science class, leisurely put a small tomato into her mouth with a fork.