Chapter 1148: Exercise

Without taking care of Penello and Emily’s questions, Luna’s somewhat raised silver eyes fell on Hermione who was lying on the sofa with a weak look. Fortunately, Luna’s expression always looked surprised: "He Min, I can take care of her."

Hermione's expression also eased, and she finally didn't have to deal with one big one and two bad guys when she was sick.

"You need Gordigan tea..." Luna said in a daze, staring at Hermione as if she didn't need to blink her eyes. "It used to be able to block the color ball fish with a big mouth. It was a bit spicy. You can just use it. it."

"It's great...but don't bother, Luna, you can do it yourself if you have anything..." Hermione shook her head slightly with a strong nasal voice, her tone resolute-thinking of Luna's Gordigan tea. With the smelly big onion-like taste, Hermione felt that she had lost her appetite. Just now because of the ease of being taken care of by someone, she realized that she should use Gordigan tea to treat a cold and let Luna take care of herself. The practice is not much better than staying with Penello.

"Move over." Luna's protruding eyes met Hermione's reluctant brown eyes. She touched Hermione's leg and sat forward on the sofa, staggeringly said. "You need company."

After that, Luna climbed onto the sofa and lay down directly on Hermione’s shoulders. Hermione was overwhelmed by the sudden squeezing, and she exhaled from the pressure. Lu... Luna, what are you doing?"

Luna leaned against Hermione, then rested her head on the armrest of the sofa, seeming to be reminiscing, and took Hermione’s shoulder with her other hand, hugged Hermione’s head in her arms, and said in a singing voice, “Haileen It seems that Helga takes care of her when Na is sick, and I want to pass on the healing energy in my body to you."

Feeling the warmth and softness of Luna's body, Hermione, who was unprepared, felt her whole body froze. Luna closed her mouth and let out a very weird, wave-like hum from her nose. This made Hermione's face flushed, and she felt that she was treated as a child by Luna, and Luna, who was actually a year younger than herself, had obviously taken herself into the role of mother.

"Okay, know-it-all, now you have someone to take care of..." Penello's lips shrunk after applying lipstick. She shook the teacup in her hand angrily, put it aside, and said to Emily on the side, "Amy Li, let me take you to some dessert and add sugar."

He said he walked out the door.

"Yesterday's double skin milk is not sweet enough." Emily has followed Penello to the door, her voice a little hesitant, "However, Penello, I didn't feel the magic, Luna can really help. she was?"

"At least it helped us out." Penello gloated at the sofa, and hermione waved her hand because she couldn't explain the disadvantages of sweets.

On the sofa, Luna's undulating grunt continued for a long time, and Hermione gradually relaxed, but she had to admit that this kind of child-like care was not bad.

The sound of pedaling and the exclamation of the female voice made Hermione, who had almost fallen asleep in the singing, regained his energy.

"You..." Daisy was stunned to see that Hermione and Luna huddled together on the sofa. The Muggle movies "The End of the Road" and "Classmate Love" broadcast on Wizard TV flashed to her. In his mind, "Ravenclaw, for Ravenclaw's sake, pay attention to one..."

"Daisy, I'm just sick!" After Hermione roared, she realized that her roar didn't look like she was sick at all. Her face flushed to the end. She half-lifted her body and explained to Daisy: "Lu Na is passing on her healing energy to me."

Daisy folded her hands on her chest, glanced suspiciously at Hermione’s still smoking ears, and said with comprehension, “The next time you receive her energy, at least remember to hang a door handle. sock…"

"I'm trying to practice..." Luna sat up naturally and turned her light-colored eyes to Daisy. "My relationship with Hermione is not your relationship with Tonks."

Daisy suddenly felt like she was choked in her throat. She couldn't say how to reply. She raised her arms and slap high, trying to beat Luna with her teeth and claws. Then Lu Na and Daisy started chasing and chasing noise around Hermione's sofa.

Under the influence of these shrill laughter and noise, Hermione, who was forced to accept her expression, completely returned to sickness. She lay wearily on the sofa: "Ravenclaw, look at Ravenclaw's For sake of it...just leave me alone."

"Poor little furry thing." As a big sister, Daisy still has some experience in caring for people than others. She stopped and asked, "Hermione, do you want me to prepare some chicken soup for you? Mom is catching a cold. Do it for us..."

"That's great, Daisy, I haven't seen you cook."

"Huh? I'm going to buy three broomsticks...Ouch!"

"Ahem!"

Before Daisy could finish her words, Luna staggered from behind, causing Harris' eldest sister to also pounce on Hermione and let her cough out again-Luna who was originally chased by Daisy was not Noting the conversation here, she went around and turned into a situation as if she was chasing Daisy.

This also made Hermione fully realize how unreliable the witches around her were, but she didn't want to worry about her parents and Alan's mother who was pregnant, so she just bounced and drove Luna and Daisy out of the living room.

Hermione, who seemed to have exhausted her last strength, drove the people away back to statelessness, and then returned to the sofa. At this time, Luna and Daisy were no longer in her ears, and the whole living room was quiet, which made her heavy. My head felt a lot more comfortable, but this kind of comfort didn't last long. The hall door opened again.

"Leave me alone! Uh... Ellen?" Hermione yelled impatiently, only to see Ellen coming in from outside the hall.

And because of her roar, Alan was obviously a little confused, a little stupidly still carrying two old hens: "Hermione?"

"Sorry, Ellen... I thought it was someone else..." Hermione was emotionally active, and she couldn't help but smile, but then she asked in surprise, "Why are you back? I told Penello and the others not to Said."

"Luna told me you have a cold and want to drink chicken soup... I went to the new burrow to find Mrs. Weasley and caught two fat chickens she had raised in the old burrow..." Allen walked over to look at Hermione's With a look, he reached out and touched Hermione’s forehead, but her body temperature rose instantly, "This thing blames me and caused you to work overtime last night..." As he said, he clapped his hands. After the housekeeper Maggie appeared Instructed, "Maggie, stew chicken soup according to mother's recipe. After it is done, take a bowl to remove the top layer of slick oil and bring it over. You and Kreacher should also remember to drink a little, which can prevent it." (also [58fo] Comfortable author's note: There is a custom in the West to drink chicken soup after catching a cold~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It is said that there are ingredients in the analysis of chicken soup to treat colds, but Chinese medicine believes that chicken is a fat, and you can’t drink it when you have a cold, so you should listen to it. Whose?)

"Maggie will add more parsley when we start the pot!" Maggie took the old hen from her owner, "Kreacher ate the sauerkraut pot yesterday. He may not want to eat anything today."

At this time, Hermione's attention was a little involuntarily placed on Alan's neck. His hood was slightly loosened, revealing part of his white skin, and his pale hair had covered his ears, and only the earlobes were exposed. "Ellen, you don't have to be so troublesome, Hogwarts still needs..."

"I have no class today, but the position of the principal is not busy. Have you ever seen Dumbledore just wandering around on campus? This will make teachers and students uncomfortable..." Allen waved his hand, a little distressed. Looking at Hermione, "Besides, I haven't taken care of people much before, so I can just exercise today..."

Hermione looked at her with eyes that were a little protruding because of the widening. In her opinion, it was more clear and charming than the black lake surrounded by mountains and reflecting the blue sky. For a while, Hermione only felt that even The old hen, who was struggling in the hands of Maggie, was a bit pitiful. Her trembling wings were a bit cute. Of course, the hens didn’t think so. They escaped the Death Eaters’ attack on the Burrow, but they didn’t. A cold.

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