Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Who is there!"

Hermione raised his voice again across the dense and frantic snow curtain and asked the sentence again.

Maybe it was because the strong wind in the height wrapped up the sound, or it was because the other party still didn't respond to the idea, so this time she still didn't get any answer.

She could only be sure that the figure standing on the edge of the tower against the snow had indeed turned around.

So, what is the reason that makes a person stand silently in the extremely cold snow that comes so deep and midnight?

Her vigilance deepened, Hermione clenched the wand handle in her hand, and walked out of the stairs under the trapdoor against the wind and snow. Although she could barely open her eyes with the snowflakes, she went forward step by step.

But Hermione seems to have forgotten, isn't she herself also a "suspicious person" wandering late at night?

And she waited until she walked not far in front of each other, and then she stopped slowly. At that moment, she could finally see the other person's appearance.

However, it wasn't until then that Hermione appeared that she didn't seem to know this ... woman.

"You ... who the **** are you?"

To be honest, this is the third time that she has asked similar questions.

Fortunately, the other party finally spoke.

"Hello, my name is Millian ... how about you?"

Yes, it was Millian who had recently come to Hogwarts to seek asylum when she ran to the tower in the middle of the night to "look for coolness".

As soon as she spoke, Hermione immediately felt a mature charm.

To be honest, Millian's appearance is by no means extremely beautiful, but if matched with her indifferent temperament and proud posture, it is truly charming.

A girl who is still growing like Hermione is naturally a little younger, but often a little less charm.

"I'm Hermione Granger, a student at Gryffindor College ..." she said subconsciously before shaking her head again. "No, I mean-you're not from our school. Right? How could it be here at this point in time? "

"Oh ... I'm afraid I can't tell you this," said Millian, calmly explaining to the wind the wind blew away, "I can only say that I stayed at Hogwarts And your principal, Ms. Milleva McGonagall, also knows. "

"is it?"

Hermione looked at the letter suspiciously, and wondered if she should.

"Then ... why did you come to the top of the astronomical tower so late? Even if you can't sleep and want to see the stars, you have to pick a clearer day?"

Of course she asked this sentence very well.

After all, even if she was walking in the castle corridor, she would never want to run outside in this blizzard.

But it was not known whether Hermione's nerve had touched Millian's nerves, but when she saw the other person suddenly frowned, a hint of heavyness appeared in the corner of her eyes.

On the other side, Hermione seemed to be particularly sensitive because of Maca's quiet departure. So when she saw Milian's expression changed slightly, her hand holding the wand handle turned tight again.

As if as soon as the other party has a change, she will immediately throw a backhand curse in the past.

But soon, Millian sighed suddenly. Immediately after the unheard sigh was swept away by the wind, Hermione could only find a trace of unknown complexity in her face.

"Nothing," Millian said slowly, "I just didn't know what to do, and suddenly I was awakened by a chaotic nightmare. Then I felt like I had lost something important inadvertently ... This kind of anxiety made me I can't fall asleep anymore, so I figured it out and calm myself down. "

"Lost something important?"

Hermione reiterated her remarks, and for a while, she could not help but feel a bit empathetic.

"Ok."

Millian replied casually, but smiled at herself in the next second.

"No, if I have to say anything, what other 'important things' can I lose?"

The only childhood friend once was mostly dead, and Grandpa Raven, who raised her to grow up, disappointed her completely. Now that she has nothing, what else can make her feel so uneasy?

She had originally planned to find a place to keep Asaph's grave silently after asking Makar to help her recover Asa's body.

In this way, she can not only live up to Yasa who once gave herself up to cover herself, but also can look at this colorful world for a few more years instead of Asa, so she is very satisfied.

However, the inexplicable anxiety and anxiety at that time seemed so strong. Makes people like her who don't always believe in hunch feel a bit wrong.

"... I feel like something bad has really happened."

A few moments later, Million specifically added.

But honestly, what Hermione couldn't hear right now was "bad things."

The thought of Maca leaving tonight, she couldn't help it. At the moment, when listening to Million's words, the distracted attention finally pulled back to the original starting point.

Forcibly pressing the tangle at the bottom of her heart, Hermione rubbed her cheek, which was sorely frozen.

"Since you are a guest, then it doesn't matter. Actually there are a lot of guests these days. But now it's so late and it's so cold outside, you should go back to your room and continue to sleep ..."

Having said that, she added a few words and added: "... well, the corridors and stairs in the castle are a bit complicated. Where is your room? I can take you there."

Although Hermione had somehow believed in Millian's claims, it would be even more reassuring to confirm the specific place of residence.

Of course, it's normal for a tentative idea like Hermione to be rejected directly. But for Millian, she nodded quickly.

"Oh, that's okay! Then trouble you-um, Miss Granger?"

"Just call Hermione."

Hermione smiled, but because most of her face was frozen a bit stiff, the smile seemed a little embarrassing.

From this point, we can see some differences between the two. Because in the snow and ice, Millian, who was standing much longer than Hermione, was still indifferent, as if she didn't feel the cold at all.

Hermione, who was shrinking her neck as she froze, watched Million passing by herself, walking calmly towards the stairs, and finally noticed this.

"What kind of spell did you use? Or did you drink some potion?" She said secretly in confusion, "unlike it?"

As she pondered, Hermione quickly followed.

Unfortunately, she thought that even if the other party really lived in Hogwarts, it should only be arranged in the guest room of the main castle. From here to get there, you only need to go down the stairs twice and go through a few corridors.

But she didn't expect this, and Millian's room was actually on the side of the deputy fortress that was mostly idle!

Because the main and auxiliary fortresses are connected to each other only by the promenade behind the first floor, they must go up and down from this astronomical tower to the bottom floor, and then pass through the main fortress to reach the auxiliary fortress area.

Seriously, since entering Hogwarts, Hermione has rarely traveled so far!

The two cascaded one after the other, and after passing through some of the most familiar corridors on weekdays, the light around them seemed to become scarce as they stepped into the less-accessed area.

It is said that a long time ago, when Hogwarts reached the peak of the number of students, the Vice Castle was also used as a teaching place.

However, most of the time, almost no one will go to the fortress, which is about half smaller than the main fortress.

Therefore, a place like this, which is neither human but inside the entire castle, becomes the best place for some sensitive people to hide.

That's why Maca let Million and Ahaz live directly in the fort.

"... is this right?"

After walking for a while, Hermione found a dusty door knocker according to Millian's description. Everywhere here looks a bit dated, but because the domestic elves don't take care of themselves because they are not lived, they are no less clean than the main castle.

"Hmm ... do you really live here?" She couldn't help but hesitate.

"I know you might think I'm suspicious, but it's true." Millian reached out and pushed open the door, but there was no extra noise.

Ahaz's room was not far away, so she still wanted to avoid the slightly annoying "little guy" as much as possible.

"If you're not assured, please come in and sit down! You can just look around. When I came, I didn't bring any personal items that I couldn't see."

Hermione heard that, with a little hesitation, she decisively walked into the room. As she walked beside Million, she still secretly shoved her wand back into her sleeve by covering her body.

As Million said ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ There is really nothing doubtful about this room. In particular, there are small details and traces of daily life everywhere.

"Please sit down. I'll cook a pot of cocoa for you. I think you seem to be frozen!"

As she was talking, Millian walked towards the fireplace and pulled out her wand to light the firewood inside. Not long after, the orange fire quickly raised the temperature in the room, and a warmth gradually dispelled Hermione's coldness.

After a while, when the hot cup of hot cocoa was delivered to her, the warmth that melted the heart immediately made Hermione breathe a sigh of relief.

But at the next moment, the special smell of the steam rising from the cup made Hermione suddenly suddenly.

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