Hufflepuff never works overtime

"Ah! My lost socks," Tarsila's eyes widened, her hands on her hips, "why is it in your place?"

"Isn't that what I just asked you?"

Milion replied without raising her head, she was concentrating on stuffing the stacked clothes into the suitcase, and after closing it with difficulty, she jumped twice with her hands supporting the bulging suitcase, "Merlin's Beard, why don't I remember that I brought so many clothes?"

"Perhaps there are several pairs of Tarsila's socks hidden in it."

At some point, Faith held a cup in her hand, she blew on the hot tea, and slowly took a sip along the side of the cup, the warmth entered her throat, causing her to squint her eyes with satisfaction.

"Don't just look there, come here quickly, and help me press the box."

Miriam watched as the heat turned into a white mist and completely covered the opponent's glasses. She dragged the opponent over helplessly and let Faise sit on her box.

Carefully looking at the sloshing tea in the cup, Faise sat on the other party's box and swayed her legs, curiously looking at Miriam who was struggling with the buckle, "Is it so difficult?"

"Hmm..." The other party's face was flushed, and even if his arm was red, he couldn't buckle the other buckle, "I think I should also buy a suitcase that can be extended without a trace. .”

"I remember that cost a lot of money?"

Faise really couldn't help the other party with physical work. She recalled the prices she saw at the grocery store in Diagon Alley, and couldn't help but click her tongue, "I can even afford a tent with its own furniture. Why don't you learn the Untraceable Stretching Curse yourself in the library, find an empty box and try it a few times, like me..."

"Why do I have three pairs of socks and only one left?" Tarsila scratched her head depressedly and asked, she pouted and looked at the two roommates carefully, and they shared their hands in a very tacit understanding.

"It's easy for you to say," Milian carefully checked the edge of the box to make sure that the fabric of the clothes would not get caught in the box, and then made a second attempt, "First of all, it belongs to the higher spell, and I'm not Hermione." , You can learn it if you learn it, and the Ministry of Magic has very strict regulations on the Untraceable Stretching Curse, and it is illegal to use it for personal purposes."

"Breach of the law?"

Faith's eyes widened at once, and she glanced at her suitcase leaning against the door with a guilty conscience.

"Hmm, an uncle I knew before almost went to prison because of this incident, and it took a few thousand Galleons to escape from prison," Milian knocked hard, and finally put the buckle on the card She was so tired that she was sweating all over her brow in the heat of winter, "By the way, Faith, what did you just say about your suitcase?"

"Huh? Ah, I mean," Faith sneered and jumped to the ground, unnaturally arranging the threads on her robe. "The space like mine is quite large, so it might be expensive."

"It should be fine, but I've never seen a home-style suitcase with the shape of yours." Miriam glanced at Faith suspiciously. "Couldn't this suitcase be the product of Hermione's practice?"

"How is it possible?" Faith tried her best to keep her expression calm, and she took a sip of tea, "I brought this suitcase with me when I first came here, if Hermione could cast such advanced magic at that time, I should It is suspected that she is not a normal person."

"Boom boom boom!"

The sudden sound of knocking on the glass interrupted their conversation, and Faise quietly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and then walked to the window.

There was a familiar owl outside the window. She smiled and opened the window to let him in. She rubbed Mercury's head with her fingers, "It seems that someone really can't wait."

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"Your concept of time is too bad, right?"

Miss Granger, who was thinking about it all the way, didn't stop even after sitting in the box, "I can't believe it. The moment I stepped on the train, it was about to start."

"Um... In fact, it started to move when I came up." Tarsila kicked her suitcase under the chair very proudly, "We are so lucky."

"If we can set off at the agreed time, maybe we don't need such good luck." Hermione tore off the scarf around her neck, as the last part of the road was run up, her face was still full of uncertainties. Faded flush.

The two argued like this for a long time. At the beginning, Hermione was able to talk excitedly so that Tarsila couldn't talk, but because she was in school at the end but she was too busy with her week's work, and she didn't have a few hours of sleep last night. Eye.

After the adrenaline wore off, the drowsiness surged, and the words in her mouth quickly lost their logic, and the last sentence did not follow the next sentence, and finally only a few vague murmurs remained.

The carriage fell into a hard-won silence. During the bumps, the head easily became dizzy.

Faith was stroking Crookshanks with one hand and looking out the window in a daze, when she suddenly felt her shoulders sinking, when she turned her head, she found a small head unknowingly drooping on her shoulders.

Hermione regained consciousness for a moment, she struggled to open her eyes, the blue color in her eyes couldn't be hidden.

Faise sighed silently looking at the sleepy and tired face of the other party. The two girls opposite her were already falling asleep, but she was still awake.

The cat on her legs also huddled up, her tail brushed against Faith's hanging sleeves, and she yawned silently.

"You are tired, take a rest."

Faith rested her dangling head on her shoulder, lightly patted Hermione's hand on her belly with the other hand, and glanced lovingly at the sleeping face of the other party, but quickly retracted it. line of sight.

When Hermione's consciousness was fluctuating, she just glanced resentfully at a certain fat cat occupying the precious place and sleeping soundly. After persisting for a few seconds, she was immersed in the faint fragrance of Faise's body and fell asleep.

Chapter 240

Even though there are four people in the car, it is quieter than the corridor outside. Except for the sunlight coming in from the windows from time to time, nothing can disturb the girls who are enjoying their nap.

It was noon, and although it was freezing outside the window, there was no reliable heating equipment in the old private room, but there were two small heaters squeezed beside Faise and on her legs, and even the cold could not find any intrusion. Chance.

There was a steady and long breathing sound next to her ears. Being attracted by them, Faith felt that her eyelids were starting to turn sour. Unfortunately, her spirit was still very active. She scratched the cat's chin twice with her fingers, and her round head naturally arched. into her palm.

Watching the cat on its legs stretch out like a piece of rice cake, even its fluffy hind legs stepped across the gap, and kicked Hermione's thigh hard twice with the meat pad.

"Crookshanks...don't make trouble..."

Miss Granger murmured in her sleep. She leaned on Faise's head as if trying to avoid the glare of the sun, and turned impatiently, trying to hide her face in the backrest. Qingmeng's cat's paws were pulled away.

"Meow……"

After stretching its limbs, the cat slowly retracted to its original length like a spring. Its small ears flickered in the sun, and it was unclear whether it had listened to the owner's words.

In addition to the commendable scenery along the way, the riding experience of the Hogwarts Express is actually no different from that of ordinary Muggle trains, and it is even more incomparable in terms of comfort.

But compared to the overwhelming snow scene outside the window, Faise, who was rarely awake, had no interest in admiring it, perhaps because the person who attracted her attention was next to her, and what was even more rare was that the other party was still in an unconscious sleep.

Looking around and confirming that the other three must have fallen asleep, Faise slowly shifted her gaze to Hermione's face.

Of course, she had absolutely no intention of doing something weird.

Simply looking at the other person's sleeping face in a daze for a while is also a rare pleasure.

This kind of feeling of not needing to think or do anything, just to enjoy the quiet time passing slowly, may be difficult for Miss Granger who likes to be full.

Thinking about it this way, if I live with Hermione in the future, it is absolutely impossible to accept that the other party maintains the current routine every day, and she will definitely go crazy.

Do you live together?

Faith paused while she was stroking Crookshanks' hand, and lightly brushed Hermione's long-haired head with her cheek, thinking absently.

It feels like it will be a long time away, if at all possible.

A jolt of the train brought Faise back to reality from her reverie. She stretched out her hand to lightly support the little head that was sliding down on her shoulder, and she had to comfort the startled Crookshanks with the other hand.

Fortunately, the small episode in this driving passed quickly.

Hermione's brows, which had been furrowed for a short time, were relaxed again, and her shallow breathing rhythmically blew the scattered bangs on her forehead. She usually showed sharp eyebrows and eyes, but at this moment she looked extraordinarily cute.

I really don't know whether I should hope that she will always be so peaceful, or hope to see the other party's brows are bright.

Faith herself didn't notice how gentle the smile on her mouth was at this moment. If the other party could see it, Hermione might be excited all day long.

Hermione's slightly opened mouth pursed subconsciously, and her pink tongue flickered over the dry lips, adding a touch of color to the already eye-catching lips.

The other party's actions were a bit provocative, which caused Faith's eyes to flicker. If she didn't know that Hermione's ability to pretend to be asleep was not good enough, she might have become suspicious at this moment.

I wonder if the other party is going to use her beauty as a threat, so that I can't control it.

However, no matter whether it is intentional or unintentional, facing such a temptation from the person she likes really moves her heart.

Thinking about it carefully, the other party got the advantage last time, and he was obviously the one being pursued, but he didn't even taste the sweetness at all. He was really a cunning bad lion.

By coincidence, Faise turned her body slightly, and used the pad of her index finger to lightly stroke the opponent's lips. She seemed a little flustered when she withdrew her hand, but there was an indescribable joy in her heart.

Soft and moist, just as she expected, but it also brought people infinite reverie.

Like a child who has succeeded in a prank, Faith felt a little shy in her heart, her eyelids gradually drooped amidst the anticipation, and she let the warm sunshine serve as a quilt to pull herself into sleep.

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When Faith woke up again, no one knew how much time had passed.

The train was still staggering, and my posture had changed from sitting to lying down, and it seemed that my body was covered with a layer of soft and warm cloth, which should be Hermione's clothes, because I was almost covered by the other party's clothes. surrounded by breath.

Soft pillows and warm quilts, few people can resist squinting for a while under such conditions, and Faise is certainly no exception.

The sober head and ears are listening to the chatting of the girls—they seem to be planning to hang out together during the summer vacation—only the lazy body and eyelids are still enjoying the leisurely moment.

Faith couldn't tell whether she was nervous, shy, or excited. She just followed her inner voice, and after dawdling for a long time, she finally mustered up the courage to stand up.

"Did you sleep well?"

Miriam's teasing voice came into her ears, and Faise felt the clothes she was wearing slowly slip off her body. She pretended to be just awake, and let out a soft "hmm".

"Just woke up, drink some water."

Hermione handed the water glass beside Faise to Faise, and she said softly to the girl whose expression was still a bit dazed, seeing her nodding obediently, a bright smile immediately bloomed in the corner of her eyes.

Her glasses were taken off and she didn't know where to put them. In the blurred field of vision, Faise squinted her eyes and found that Hermione was quietly beating her legs, which made her flushed face even redder after waking up.

The sunset had already appeared outside the window, which indicated that she had really slept for a long time. Faith sat up straight, rubbing her swollen temples with her hands, her hoarse voice seemed to be still full of drowsiness.

"What are you talking about?"

Chapter 240 Two

"Face, do you want to go camping?"

After Tusila eliminated the sleepy bugs, she immediately became much more energetic. Faise fumbled for her glasses around the chair.

"Didn't Astoria say that their manor has a huge backyard, and there are many magical animals in it. We can spend vacations there and live together in a big tent!"

"Are you on this holiday?" Faith frowned and looked at the icy world outside the window, "Are you sure we won't be frozen into snowmen?"

"I remember that the newly-produced high-end tent can control the temperature, and you will not be restricted in using magic there," Tarsila tried to encourage each other with excited words, "You think, we can barbecue, chat, and play games together , fireworks, and most importantly, we can live together in a big tent!"

"Don't we live together every day?"

Faith subconsciously looked at Miriam, she wanted to know what happened when she fell asleep, and why Tarsila started to be whimsical again - you must know that the other party was clamoring to go to the Muggle zoo last week Play.

"Ask her." Miriam raised her chin in Hermione's direction, "Hermione just talked about the wonderful camping life you had when you were young, and hooked someone up."

Faith turned her head in surprise, and Hermione who received the signal blinked innocently at her.

"What's the matter, suddenly want to go camping?"

"No..." Hermione pursed her lips and said, "It just happened to be a chat."

"I thought you forgot the pain of climbing the mountain with heavy loads, as well as cooking, washing dishes, setting up tents, washing clothes, mosquitoes..." Faith slowly twisted her fingers, "Of course, when enjoying Quite happy, provided that you are willing to spend a few days to make sufficient preparations in advance.”

"But Hermione said that childhood is incomplete without going out with friends." Tarsila felt that her proposal was about to be rejected again, and couldn't help pouting, "Two days, if it's just two days?"

"What do you think, Hermione?" Faise was obviously not good at being the one who refused, and she deftly threw the question to the people around her.

"Hmm..." Seeing that the other party was unmoved, Hermione apologized to the expectant Tarsila in her heart, and then changed the subject, "Yes, the recent weather is too bad, and there is no Asked Astoria's opinion, maybe we can wait for the summer to plan."

"Summer vacation..." The girl slumped back on the seat, her jelly-like cheeks squeezed by her elbows, "It will take several months."

"I'm not even sure if your enthusiasm for camping can last until tomorrow," Milian said with a smile, crossing her legs, "Please be considerate, not everyone is as free as you are at Christmas. .”

"what?"

Tarsila protested with dissatisfaction, "Who says I'm free, I have to socialize with many guys who I only see once a year, okay, it's just because of you, I can miss one or two games."

"Of course I'm not talking about this kind of dispensable party." Milian raised her eyebrows. "Forget it, I don't think you will receive any special invitation."

"A special invitation?" Tarsila savored the other party's words carefully, her eyes widened suddenly, "Is there someone outside?"

"Crazy..." Miriam rolled her eyes almost to the top of the sky, she moved away from the other party in disgust, for fear that the stupidity would be transmitted to herself.

"No, no, just like you want to bury yourself in the bed every day, how could there be people who don't have long eyes to fall in love with you."

Tarsila rubbed her chin with her fingers, trying to put on a sharp look to find out the 'correct answer' from the two people sitting opposite her, "Could it be you..."

The two people seated opposite each other moved their eyes tacitly, and Hermione deliberately looked at her nails, as if she could see a flower from them.

"Hermione? No, no, she looks like she wants to marry a textbook all day long. I suspect that in her eyes, there is no difference between men and women, only those with good grades and those with poor grades..."

"Ahem," Miss Granger gave the other party a hard look, "I can hear you!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, did I bother you with a certain knowledge point?" Tarsila added subconsciously, and then quickly glanced at the door lock of the box to ensure her escape route.

"puff."

Just as Hermione was about to raise the divination textbook in her hand to help the other party open her eyes, she heard a chuckle from beside her.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you guys continue." With a smile in the corner of Faith's eyes, the whole person curled up on the bench with a smile, and also called Hermione's wronged eyes like an abandoned puppy.

"It's normal for me to like humans, okay?" Hermione's face collapsed, and she almost gritted her teeth and said, "And I already have someone I like."

"Oh? You!" Tarsila's expression was exaggerated, as if she had discovered a new continent.