harry potter book of crimes

On the same day, after Hermione returned to France to meet with the Muggle President, she went straight to the Rebel Alliance headquarters in Belgium to handle matters. It was not until near dusk that she finally returned to Beauxbatons to take a rest.

Although the Weymouth camp has been temporarily stabilized, no one knows when another emergency will occur, so although Hermione has long been tired, she does not dare to fall asleep.

If necessary, she would have to rush there immediately even at night. With only Percy in charge there, he would definitely be too busy.

"Miss Granger, are you back?"

Fleur was still in Ms. Larson's room upstairs just now. Now she was watching the sky getting late and was about to go to the kitchen to make some dinner. When she passed by the lounge that had been vacant due to everyone's departure.

, she suddenly found that the door to the lounge was ajar.

When she gently pushed it open, she saw Hermione resting inside.

"Miss Delacour," Hermione, who was sitting on the sofa with her eyes slightly closed, heard the sound and immediately opened her eyes and looked toward the door, "How has Luna been these past few days? I was thinking of going over to see her later.

Where is she!"

"Oh, Miss Lovegood is very good," Fleur said immediately, "She has stopped running around recently and is recuperating in her room! On the other hand, Ms. Larson's emotional state has become worse and worse...

...If the two Miss Geofein don't come back, I'm worried that she will sneak away to England without anyone paying attention."

"Larson..." Hermione couldn't help but frowned when she heard this, "It's no wonder, it's just... Well, I'll ask Mrs. Maxim to find someone to guard her later! In any case,

We cannot let her go to England alone and die."

Saying this, she suddenly stood up from the sofa and said:

"But before that, I think I'd better go and talk to her first... Miss Delacour, are you planning to go to Ms. Larson?"

"Oh, no! I have just come down from her place, and am going to the kitchen to bring her and Miss Lovegood something to eat—you go ahead! I will be up in a moment."

"Well," Hermione heard this and thought for a moment, "Forget it, I'll go with you! I haven't had dinner yet, so why not fill my stomach with you and Luna first."

"That's good... In fact, I think Miss Lovegood may have missed you a little bit." Fleur and Hermione said as they walked out, "She has really had a good rest these past few days, and her strength has almost recovered.

...It's just that I feel that she is not in a good mood - she is very worried about you."

"……Yeah?"

Hearing what she said, Hermione couldn't help but pursed her lips, but said nothing more.

…

To be honest, Luna's mood is not actually as low as Fleur said... Well, at least it's not to the point of sighing there all day long - if it becomes like that, she is not Luna Lovegood.

Got it!

Ever since Fleur was asked to pay more attention to Larson that day, she has spent almost every day in her room. But in the past few days, she has not been idle, but has been intoxicated in her own way.

In the study of regular runes.

Speaking of which, there is actually no need for Hermione to ask Madam Maxime to send someone to keep an eye on Ms. Larson. Because the latter was unprepared, and most of the emotions and thoughts in her heart had already fallen into Luna's mind.

During the perception, if the other party has any abnormalities or extreme thoughts, they will definitely not be able to escape Luna's "rules of empathy".

Obviously, this kind of behavior of peering into other people's hearts is indeed not very moral and not very polite, but in Luna's concept, this concept obviously does not exist.

In other words, she probably didn't think about any moral issues at all.

"Oh, she seems to be blaming herself again."

Luna, who was lying on the window sill, tilting her head to admire the sunset, suddenly raised her head, glanced in the direction upstairs, and then couldn't help but murmured:

"Fleur went to the kitchen, and I guess she won't be back for a while... Do you want me to go see Ms. Larson?"

After thinking about it, she shook her head, then leaned over and lay back on the window sill.

"Blaming yourself...isn't always a bad thing."

If Larson didn't even feel guilty about herself, then she would probably be left with only worries about the sisters Safina and Ursula and random speculations.

Luna thought of this, and suddenly raised her hand to rub her long pale golden hair, and then couldn't help but murmured in a low voice:

"Then should I blame myself?"

After a while, Luna, who was muttering to herself, suddenly straightened up again and glanced towards the door of the room.

"Is it Hermione?"

She was stunned for a moment, then clapped her hands happily, and then hurriedly ran to the door. When she turned the doorknob and pulled the door open, she immediately saw Hermione who had just walked out the door with Fleur.

"Oh! Hermione, are you okay?" As soon as she saw Hermione, she immediately came forward and patted her up and down, "Are you injured? Is there any discomfort? I can give it to you.

Make some potion."

"No, no need, I'm fine." Hermione took her hand and said, "Let's go! Go to the room first, I will have dinner with you today -"

"That's great!" Luna said quickly, "Oh, come in quickly, I'll make Gordig root tea for you."

Looking at Luna's energetic look, Hermione felt a little relieved, but at the same time she couldn't help but think of what Fleur had said before.

To be honest, she actually had a hard time imagining Luna's depressed look.

But Fleur wouldn't lie in a place like this, would she?

While Hermione was thinking this, she and Fleur put the cutlery and the dinner basket on the table together, and at the same time occasionally glanced at Luna's back who was making tea in front of the fireplace.

Not long after, after the two of them had divided the food, Hermione walked over to Luna, thought for a while and said:

"Harry met Maka."

"oh?"

Luna turned around and looked at her with her big eyes blinking.

"It must be dangerous along the way, right? Are Harry and the others okay?"

Luna's calmness made Hermione feel a little confused for a moment, but at the same time, she also felt a little "that should be the case" in her heart.

This contradiction made Hermione immediately confused as to how to continue talking - obviously this was a topic she started herself.

"Well, Harry and the others are fine," she said, "Maka sent someone to 'send' them back."

"Oh," Luna nodded, "As long as it's okay, if you're not sure next time, just don't go. If something happens, it will be terrible!"

After saying that, she lowered her head and poked at the pile of firewood in the fireplace, causing a small cloud of sparks to fly.