Hufflepuff never works overtime

Unlike Faise's falling asleep on the pillow, for Hermione, this night was destined to make her toss and turn, making it difficult to fall asleep.

Lying on the soft pillow and warm quilt under the blackout curtain, Hermione's eyes widened.

It's time for her to sleep, there are still many things to deal with tomorrow...

Now, she not only has to worry about her studies, but also has to squeeze out time and energy to get along with Fayse as much as possible—since she realized her intentions, as long as the other party is by her side, no matter whether they are talking or not, her study efficiency is very high. Showing a cliff-like decline.

But tonight's conversation made her mind extremely active, and she was so excited that even if she closed her eyes, her brain would not stop.

Hermione put her hands on her lower abdomen upright, this position has been maintained for nearly an hour without moving, and in the prepared sleep position, there is a restless heart hidden.

Some small details of the relationship between the two of them in the past were turned up by the brain with an excellent memory, and they were replayed in the imaginary world.

Faith's every move was carefully savored by her, and every time she tasted how the other party treated her differently, that sweet taste pushed her one step further away from her dreamland.

The villain who symbolized reason kept wailing and jumping up and down in her mind, hoping that she would stop hastening this meaningless behavior that wasted precious sleep, but the current Miss Granger would not listen to her advice.

In the middle of the night, my unstoppable brain even turned out the illustration in the bookstore, and thoughtfully replaced the two women in the picture.

Hermione couldn't even maintain her superficial calm at this moment, her breathing was out of rhythm, an uncontrollable hotness rose in her lower abdomen, the fire in her heart made her move her feet, and kicked a little gap out of the tight-fitting quilt , so that the cold air in this winter can take away the heat of the body.

"You are terrible, Hermione Granger."

Turning around and covering her hot face with a pillow, Hermione muttered helplessly, "Face hasn't even agreed yet..."

At the end of the whole night, Hermione couldn't tell whether she had slept for a while or not, whether the images in her head came from dreams or her wild imagination.

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No matter how restless the restless lion in Hermione's heart was, the tedious schoolwork did not give in to her young love. It can even be said that the only consolation she can get from being so busy is Faise had almost unlimited tolerance for her coquetry.

It wasn't until Miss Granger explored on the road of making progress that she realized how many 'privileges' her past self had missed.

"Transformation class, astronomy class, potion class... My God, I haven't started the part of the ancient runes that I need to recite this week!"

Hermione ticked off the homework she had completed one by one, and when she found the unfinished tasks on the seemingly endless list, she let out a heavy sigh, and naturally collapsed on Faise's lap.

Faise was no longer surprised by this, she only felt that the recent schoolwork pressure was really heavy, and even Miss Know-it-all couldn't bear it anymore, and she needed someone to comfort her.

As the first choice of the little lion, I naturally have to do my duty.

Faith put away the idle book in her hand. Crookshanks, who was originally squeezed between the two girls, was seized by the owner. She jumped out dissatisfiedly with her back arched, and moved to the other side of the girl, curled up in a ball, leisurely basking in the sun while dozing off.

Faith, who was surrounded by two cats, one big and one small, smiled gently, brushed the tail of Crookshanks from time to time, brushing her thighs with one hand, and even tugged on purpose to attract the more rounded cats raised by Hermione. Cries of dissatisfaction.

Crookshanks opened his round cat eyes, and with a skill that didn't match its figure, he suddenly stretched out his claws to press down the mischievous hand, and lightly bit Faith's slender fingers as punishment.

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Chapter 220 IX Fighting and Jealous

Hermione was reciting in detail, but Faise couldn't listen to half a word. Her mind was only filled with gratitude that she didn't take this sinful class, and by the way, she also had some sympathy for Hermione's painful struggle.

Her choice of courses was envied by her two roommates—the Fantastic Beasts class didn’t have any writing-related homework at all, and the students all agreed that it was because the professor was worse at it than them. Although Muggle studies had a lot of homework, But for Faith, the professor's learning tasks were mostly within her common sense.

Hermione's situation is much worse. Her tasks seem to never end, and a person's energy is limited after all.

There are so many notebooks for review that it is impossible to distinguish them by color. In any case, there will be repetitions, and a table cannot even be completely spread out.

They had always chosen the library as their base before, but Faise found that recently Hermione sometimes had to do homework for a long time, and she would start to fall into a state of stupor. She talked less and less with others except in front of herself, and even Ron And Harry also came to complain about the other's temper in the common room once.

The spare time in the middle of the week is not enough for her to complete the task, and the number of times she uses the time switch is gradually not limited to class, sometimes to catch up with homework, and sometimes because she is too tired and needs to sleep for a while.

Just like now.

In fact, the current Hermione came from two hours later. After she separated from the other party after the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, she was alone in the library for 2 hours to catch up with the thesis, and then used the time converter to seamlessly travel back, and will be with Faey. Si spends time with Si as a little reward for himself.

But I can't tell Faise about this... because the other party doesn't approve of her excessive use of the time-turner, and thinks that chaotic work, rest and diet will cause harm to the body.

Hermione actually didn't want to use the Time-Turner either, which meant that she would not be able to be with each other for a while no matter what.

The hand holding the rune dictionary was really a bit sore, Hermione quietly lowered her hand a little bit, revealing her tired and swollen eyes from behind the book.

Faise, who was playing with the cat, found that the muttering like chanting suddenly disappeared. She lowered her head and happened to meet Hermione's dazed eyes staring at her.

Helping the other party straighten the long hair on the forehead, Faise gently pinched Hermione's brow with her knuckles, and asked distressedly.

"Tired?"

"Hmm..." Her head moved slightly on the skirt, allowing Faise to smooth out the extra wrinkles on it. Hermione stared at the other party without blinking, and met the slightly curved emerald pair. Eyebrows, her heart was turbulent again.

"Why can't these things be done? Even thirty hours a day is not enough..."

"You put too much pressure on yourself, Hermione," Faith paused when she felt the girl suddenly bury her face in her belly, but she continued to gently stroke her waterfall-like hair.

"You don't have to ask yourself to be perfect in everything. Maybe you can ask a familiar professor to do less homework, or turn down one or two electives you don't like, such as divination or Muggle studies?"

The smell on Faise's body, it smells so good...

An inexplicable elegant fragrance mixed with sweet milky fragrance lingered on the tip of the nose, causing Hermione to tighten her hands around the opponent's waist.

Concerned about the "fragile" little lion in front of her, Faise didn't realize the small calculations in the other party's heart at all.

Although their recent physical contact is indeed... a bit too frequent, but after all, people are under a lot of mental pressure, and it is easy to seek other sustenance. Maybe for Hermione, she just wants to get comfort in this way?

Faith tilted her head a little uncertainly.

At least that's how Miriam explained it to her, and it sounds reasonable.

"But I don't want to disappoint Professor McGonagall. I said I could do it last semester..."

Hermione didn't feel the other party's resistance, and she was overjoyed. She restrained the cheering villain in her head, and tried to calm down and said with some aggrieved tone.

The warm breath hit Faise's lower abdomen through the gap in her clothes, making her subconsciously retreat a little.

This reaction immediately set off alarm bells in Hermione's heart. Her breathing was stagnant, she stretched herself up nervously, her voice was rough, "I'm sorry, did I offend you too much?"

"Ah?" Faith's ears were also a little red, but she was obviously confused by the little lion's excessive reaction. She rubbed her belly dumbfounded, and said under Hermione's nervous gaze, "Are you here?" What to say, I'm just a little itchy..."

"call……"

Hermione took a long breath and slowly fell back.

Faith cooled her hot cheeks with the back of her hand. She was a little surprised why Hermione would have such an idea. They were all girls, so what could be called an offense...

But Hermione's nervous look just now flashed in her head, and she finally took back what she was about to ask.

It should be just that the other party has been more sensitive recently, right?

Both of them fell into a moment of silence, until Hermione picked up her book again and began to recite, Faith was still immersed in the little doubt that had just popped into her head.

Suddenly there was a "hissing" rubbing sound from the side of the leg, and the slight pain brought Faise back to consciousness.

It turned out that my stockings were used as scratching posts by the naughty cat. Crookshanks' paws, which hadn't been trimmed for a while, picked up the air-permeable fabric. When the paws were pulled hard, the flesh-colored skin under the thinned fabric felt It was seen clearly.

"Crookshanks, don't be naughty."

Although the clothes bought from Mrs. Malkin's robe store are self-healing, the place where she was scratched still hurts...

Faith tapped Crookshanks' head with her fingers, signaling the other party to calm down a bit, "If you do this again, I'll cut your nails."

The always clever cat looked silly at this time, Crookshanks licked his paws unhurriedly, swept the big tail behind him on the grass, and then let out a cry at Faise A soft "meow".

"You can't talk back," Faith thought of teasing the kitten, and hugged it into the air, "That's not for you to play with."

Crookshanks' big fluffy tail naturally hung down, just landing on Hermione's book, brushing her fingers restlessly.

Faith's eyes behind her glasses were full of smiles, "Do you understand?"

"Meow."

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Chapter 230

The cat's soft body was elongated like a spring toy in childhood, and the two paws hanging in mid-air were kicking restlessly, and the big and flat cat's face looked pitiful.

Compared to her own Niffler, who had grown into a spirit—and Fayse had always felt that if Sonny hadn't been unable to use a wand, it could even go to school instead of her—Crookshanks was smart, but still a bit feline.

Faith supported Crookshanks' hind leg with one hand, allowing it to step on her arm, and pressed her forehead against the side of Crookshanks' face lightly.

Maybe it was disturbed by the spectacle frame, the cat put its paw against Faise's cheek in disgust, "Meow..."

"Crookshanes."

Hermione's slightly stern tone came suddenly, Crookshanks' body stiffened for a moment, the cat shrank its neck uncomfortably, and slowly retracted its paws, and could see Faith's fair and tender little face. A gray plum blossom seal was placed.

"It's just a joke," Faith patted the cat with its head buried in her neck reassuringly, she wiped her cheek with the back of her hand, and hurriedly explained to Hermione.

"You didn't even stretch your claws, don't be so fierce to Crookshanks."

"I know..." Hermione rubbed her bangs a little discouraged. "Recently Ron has been making trouble with me for no reason because of Crookshanks and Scabbers. I can only control it a little bit."

"As far as I know, it seems that Weasley is not the only one who makes trouble for no reason?" Faith didn't plan to mention this at first, but since the other party delivered it to her door, then...

"Having a temper in the common room is not the behavior of a good student. I know you are under a lot of pressure, and that Weasley does talk very..." Faith restrained herself from showing a disgusted expression. Well, she really doesn't get along with that boy at all, and to be honest, the two of them are no less protective of their pets than the other.

"That guy actually secretly complained?"

Hermione's eyes were wide open, just like a cat's frightened look. The little lion blushed suddenly, and his frown was raised from the cover of the book, "Why did he do that? Why did he do that?" Get you involved!"

"Calm down Hermione,"

Faith was taken aback by the other party's suddenly raised voice, and quickly explained, "Weasley didn't say this, and it's not like you don't know, because he almost walked around me about last semester, and it was Potter who told me .”

"Harry?" Hermione's tone revealed puzzlement, "but he...why?"

After the excited little lion calmed down, Faith had to comfort the frightened Crookshanks. She patted the cat's trembling back lightly, "Potter is your mutual friend, and he is here because of your quarrel." It's a headache."

"It's such a headache, it's not once or twice anyway..." Hermione let out a long sigh and muttered, still unwilling to give in.

Faise moved her numb legs slightly. After all, she was biased, and although those two boys always caused Hermione trouble, fortunately, they were not grudges.

In the final analysis, she spoiled her, so what else can I do?

"So Crookshanks should be a good boy," Faith touched the wet cat's nose with a smile, "For the sake of Hermione's precarious social circle, let's let that fat cat go. Big mouse once? Anyway, she has a lot of money, let her buy you more advanced cat food."

"Dear Miss Orest, maybe you forgot, but I'm here..."

Hermione, who was secretly paying attention, heard this and looked away from the textbook a little funnyly. When she saw the scene in front of her, the rune dictionary in her hand was dropped on the grass, and she sat down. up.

"You... you actually kissed it."

"What's the matter Hermione?" Faise was taken aback by the other party's sudden behavior, she subconsciously leaned back to avoid their heads colliding.

A little annoyed by the big orange mass standing between the two of them, Hermione sat cross-legged on the grass, pouted and looked at Faith seriously, "Crookshanks is over two years old, and in terms of adults, he is the same size as us." It's about the same."

"Hmm...it should be?" Faise didn't quite understand what the other party meant, so she could only follow along, "But cats and raccoons can live longer than ordinary cats, so maybe it's not necessarily true?"

"I don't care, then you can't kiss it."

Knowing that what she said was really unreasonable, but Hermione recalled Miriam's words, and said boldly, "I will be jealous if you do this, otherwise you will kiss me too."

"But Crookshanks is just a cat?"

Facing Hermione's naive protest, Faise couldn't laugh or cry, she put the cat she was holding on her lap, and gently stroked Crookshanks' long, soft hair, "How can you compare with a cat? "

"Is that why I'm not as good as Crookshanks?" Hermione pushed her hands forward, put her head in front of Faise's eyes, and stared into Faise's eyes very intently, "Or do you think we can't do this? Why? Because Am I a girl? Or is it because of my age?"

"Hermione?"

Faith blinked her eyes in bewilderment, the distance between the two was a bit too close, the other's breath even fell on her lips, and from those brown eyes besides her own reflection, she also saw a An existence that made her heart tremble.

All of a sudden, Faise felt like a prey driven to a desperate situation, and she didn't want the other party to ask any more questions.