Chapter 595

It must be normal to see snow and ice in Hogsmeade, but if there is a piece of ice on a piece of dry land, it will seem a bit abrupt.

What's more, the unusual cold that Hermione felt when she stepped on it just now, it was really hard for her to ignore it casually.

Is this... left by Maca?

This piece of land frozen by the ice is emitting a strange chill, stepping on it is astonishing as if the whole person will be frozen, and it does have some similarities with the strange magic that Maca knows. Hermione was not the only one who experienced the powerful magic that seemed to be able to freeze everything. It left a deep imprint on the hearts of many teachers and students at Hogwarts, which was unforgettable for a lifetime.

So when Hermione discovered this icy ground that was completely different from the surroundings, she immediately guessed whether Maca had cast that spell here. Even though this guess is not certain at all, Hermione still thinks it is very possible.

Hermione?

Just as she lowered her head and wondered secretly, Luna's voice sounded from beside her. It turned out that after Luna inadvertently spotted her staring down, she immediately moved over curiously.

Oh, Luna? Hermione froze for a moment, What's the matter, did you find the entrance?

No. Luna shook her head lightly, What about you? What are you looking at...

Seeing that Luna subconsciously wanted to look down at her line of sight, she somehow didn't want Luna to see her, so she unconsciously grabbed Luna's wrist and pulled her towards the screaming booth. house to go.

We can look for it again, Hermione said hastily, Let's go! I'll help this time too!

thanks.

Hermione suddenly grabbed her wrist and dragged herself away,

Luna didn't look unhappy. In fact, it was refreshing for her to be dragged by Hermione without any qualms like a good friend.

For the rest of the day, until noon, the two just wandered around the Shrieking Shack. Sometimes they rummaged around, and sometimes chatted a few words... Although the words were not too many, and Hermione might not be able to understand every one of Luna's whimsical words, but sometimes she at least understood those jumping words. I gradually got used to the strong words.

Oh, I think it's time for us to find a place to have lunch... Hermione looked at the sun above her head, and found that the time seemed to be almost there, although she shouted towards Luna.

When the two left the vicinity of the screaming shack, Hermione couldn't help but glanced at the location of the ice, and secretly had another plan in her mind.

Perhaps I should come here again sometime and take a good look at it! she thought.

...

The Three Broomsticks is just off the other side road from the main street.

For adult wizards, whether it's the mature and charming proprietress Ms. Rosmerta, or the mellow and smooth Three Broomsticks' special brewed mead, they are the reasons why they come here for a whole day.

And for those little wizards who are underage, the temptation of alcohol is naturally beyond their comprehension. As for the charming Ms. Rosmerta, I am afraid that most boys are difficult to get rid of - even though she does not seem to be aging at all, and she is indeed charming.

Therefore, the reason why students like this bar is more to taste a glass of non-alcoholic butter beer. Chatting with your friends while your mouth is full of rich sweetness is also a good way to experience the feeling of adulthood in advance.

Of course, don't forget that this is a bar! Oh, if only there weren't so many drunk grown-ups in here--look at the drunken ghosts they look like, they are really ugly!

Today, Hermione took a rare extravagance and asked Luna for a small private room on the second floor of the Three Broomsticks. In fact, as long as there are not a large number of customers who need to stay in the bar, everyone is more willing to hang out downstairs, so this kind of separate room is not expensive. But even Hermione, whose family is quite rich, needs her to think carefully about renting a private room like this.

Hermione, aren't we sitting downstairs? Luna asked curiously as she followed Hermione up the stairs.

Didn't I tell you... Hermione walked ahead and said softly, I want to have a good chat with you, just the two of us alone.

Oh, you seem to have said that? Luna tilted her head and thought for a while, but didn't say anything more.

When Hermione was the first to push open a wooden door, a warm feeling came out of the room. The fireplace inside has been lit, and with the crackling of firewood, the heat is constantly being released, warming everything in the room.

This is a very cozy small room, the old sand is covered with colorful blankets with patterns, and a pot of brightly colored tulips is placed on the wooden coffee table. It can be seen that there are several landscape oil paintings with classical flavor hanging on the wall opposite the door, adding a touch of elegance to the whole room.

It's no wonder that many wizards said that the layout of the Three Broomsticks bar is always very stylish, and Hermione at this time can be regarded as experiencing it for herself.

If you stand beside the sand and look further in, you can still see an exquisite bed. If someone needs a single room for accommodation, it must be a good choice.

Hermione looked left and right, walked to the window and drew back all the half-closed curtains. Immediately, the bright sunlight outside quietly fell into the house through the window, illuminating the whole room brightly.

Not long after, Ms. Rosmerta delivered the butterbeer ordered by Hermione and Luna, along with two delicious lunches. After Ms. Rosmerta left with a smile again, Hermione sat in the sofa and looked at Luna who was facing her in a daze.

Hermione, thank you for inviting me to dinner, but... can't I eat?

Luna looked very happy. She looked back and forth at the various meals on the table, quite eager to try. But Hermione hasn't picked up the knife and fork yet. Although she usually doesn't care much about etiquette, she also knows that it seems that she shouldn't do it casually at this time.

Oh, no, of course. Hermione suddenly came back to her senses when she asked her this, Eat! You must be hungry after walking around the Shrieking Shack for so long just now...

Very good.

Luna immediately nodded slightly, picked up the fruit pudding and put a spoonful into her mouth, a happy smile soon appeared on her face.

Leaving aside Luna's satisfied face, Hermione just took a sip of the warm butterbeer, and then began to hesitate again holding the glass in both hands.

She not only invited Luna to visit Hogsmeade with her this time, but also invited Luna to dine in the small private room of the three broomsticks. Naturally, she had some ideas. To be honest, whether it was something related to Maca, or a part that was only related to Luna... In short, she wanted to have a good talk with Luna a long time ago.

However, some issues are bound to be very serious, and even if it is not done well, the two may have a dispute on the spot. After getting along with this strange girl for a period of time, Hermione could somewhat feel the purity in her heart, but this inevitably made her hesitate even more.

Should some questions really be asked?

Luna, Hermione huddled in the sand, surrounded herself with cushions and blankets, and while giving herself more warmth, she also seemed to give herself more encouragement and support, In your eyes... Maca is a what kind of person?

Luna raised her head upon hearing the sound, with a spoon in her mouth, watching Hermione blink slightly.

Maka? She said in a daze, He has wisdom that others don't have, and he can see things that many people can't see. For example... Harassing Gadfly?

What? Hermione froze for a moment.

It's harassing horseflies, said Luna, leaning over, mysteriously in her leisurely voice, they'll float down your ears and into your head, messing with your brain...you can't see it with your eyes. to them.

Uh... okay? Hermione pursed her lips, knowing that she had asked another question that shouldn't be asked, I see, Harass Gadfly—you can go on.

Oh, Luna nodded seriously, They usually appear when people are upset. Dad guessed that they may be a kind of creature that can feel other people's mood...

Oh, no! Hermione waved her hand immediately, I'm not talking about harassing the Gadfly - that would be interesting, but we can talk about it later, I just want to hear how you feel about Maca.

How do you feel about Maca? Luna tilted her head suspiciously, Hmm... It seems that someone else has asked this question? Is it important?

Isn't it important? Hermione couldn't help asking, If Maca suddenly ignores you one day, how would you feel?

Ignore me? Luna thought for a while, then shook her head, No, Maca won't.

Why? He...he...he might...

Hermione said he several times in a row, but found that she had several words in her mind, but she couldn't even say one.

In the end, she still paused, and said softly: Then let's say it like this! If one day, he suddenly goes to a place far, far away, and he will never see you again...you will be What kind of feeling is it?

Luna blinked again, with a trace of innocent trust in her eyes.

Then he will definitely come back, no matter how far away, he will find a way to come back. At this time, Luna's voice seemed a little distant and erratic, as if imagining the scene of Maca's long journey, regardless of Whenever he comes back, I will be here, waiting for him...

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