Hogwarts: Harley from the Witch Path

Chapter 30 Today is a wonderful night

Author: It’s Witch Harley

Chapter 30 Today is a wonderful night

Harry took Hermione and the two of them returned to the Gryffindor common room.

There was a Halloween dinner being held in the common room, which was very lively. However, Harry and Hermione simply ate something and then returned to their dormitories.

Although there was no smell on their bodies, the stench from the troll's body really made the two girls feel sick to their stomachs just thinking about it.

The situation was urgent before, and the two of them didn't care, or in other words, didn't react.

But now that they have completely relaxed, the girls will feel very sick when they think about it.

After washing up, Harley lay on the bed in her pajamas, admiring and playing with a magic mirror.

It was this magic mirror that played a big role in the previous battle, transmitting a lot of Harley's power over a long distance, making the whole battle look so free and easy.

At this moment, Hermione suddenly opened the curtain on Harry's bed, hugged her pillow and got in.

"What's wrong?" Harry felt a little surprised and put the magic mirror away.

"It's nothing." Hermione said in a voice that was too low to be heard. "I just couldn't sleep, so..."

Harry moved to the side to make room for Hermione. Fortunately, the bed provided by Hogwarts was big enough, so it was not difficult to sleep two people at once.

But Hermione just threw the pillow aside, and then jumped directly on Harry.

The unkempt hair had been washed and dried with magic flames.

Now Hermione's head was resting on Harry's smooth belly, making Harry feel tickled and very comfortable.

"Thank you, Harry." Hermione said in an almost inaudible voice, seeming to feel very embarrassed.

"Thank you for not abandoning me but saving me. If it weren't for you, I would have died there."

"It's nothing." Harry carefully pulled out from under Hermione's head and moved Hermione's head to his lap.

While she was chatting with Hermione, she subconsciously started playing with Hermione's hair.

These messy brown hair are the toughest hair that Harley has ever seen and styled, so Harley can't put it down.

"I said I would never leave you alone. I will always be your best friend and bestie, and I will always be by your side.

This will never change." As she spoke, Harry gently stroked Hermione's cheek with the back of one hand.

Hermione's face turned red and started to feel a little hot. She hesitated for a moment and then asked softly: "But why do others hate me?

In the afternoon, I obviously succeeded.

But other students chose to ask you for advice, but no one came to me to ask how to release this magic.

I feel that what Ron said is not nonsense. This is how other students view me.

and……"

Hermione seemed unable to speak.

Harry's hand slowly slid down to Hermione's collarbone, using his past experience, he asked inductively:

"What's wrong? If you have something on your mind, you can choose to talk to me."

"...and I've been thinking about it all afternoon," Hermione soon felt that her whole body was extremely soft, very comfortable and relaxed.

Her face became hot, and she blurted out everything in her heart.

"Harry, I think I'm really worse than you. You have better grades than me, are good at sports, and are so proficient in using magic. And you are so popular!

And what about me? Except for good grades, it can be said that it is useless!

My sports are not good, I can only say that I can barely ride a broom. In terms of learning, I just remember to memorize it. I am not good at using magic.

More importantly, I ... I feel that everyone at the entire Gryffindor College hates me!

Why? Why are they doing this? I obviously work hard to make points for the college, and work hard for Gryffindor's honor.

But while wasting my hard -earned scores, they carried out cold violence.

My emotional intelligence is not high, but I am not stupid. How could I not see these details? But I do n’t want to remember in the usual subconsciousness ... "

Hermione talked about her heart in the dimness and told Harry about her emotions. She unknowingly appeared in her eyes, and she seemed to cry out.

Harry smiled, and after listening patiently, he said, and then said:

"Hermione, you just asked them too strictly. The people around you were only eleven years old, and the age of the most unbearable.

Believe me, as long as you don't ask others so strictly, then you will be much easier.

Hermione, don't worry. Time is still long, isn't it time? We still have time to change.

Rest assured, there are me around you. Sleeping, after sleeping, these troubles are forgotten. "

The spirituality was surging inside the account, and Hermione fell asleep in the past.

Harry had a sigh of relief. To solve the psychological problem of the little girl is really not his own strength!

And Harry can't tell the truth. Should she say to Hermione that "this world is not black or white, there are gray in the middle"?

Hermione's behavior really looks right, in line with the rules.

But Gryffindor does not care so much about the rules, so Hermione naturally seemed very unsatisfactory and suffered from exclusion.

There are some other reasons that make Hermione unpopular, but it is not easy to say.

Supu Hermione is asleep now, so how can Harry do not have to have a headache to solve her psychological problems.

"Finally fell asleep." Harry murmured secretly, "But the harvest finally got the reward! Such a pure and indifferent soul, whether it is an anchor or a helper in the future, it is very good.

And ... forget it, don't want to. I have to sleep quickly. Ah, today it will be a wonderful night! "

Having said that Harry worked hard to move Hermione to the pillow, and he extinguished the light in the bedroom.

Nympho

At this time, in the office of Dumbledore's principal, the principal was spent a sleeping night.

"... I know, Milleva." Professor Dumbledore looked at a detailed report in front of him, and said softly at the same time,

"I will consider the later things, let's rest first!"

Professor McGonestrian in front of Professor Dumbledore nodded, and then quickly left the principal's office.

Professor Snape is still in the principal's office.

"Severus, have you found any abnormalities tonight?" Dumbledore's head rolled up without lift it, watching the corpses of the three senior professors on the monster's body.

"No." Professor Snape said straightforwardly, "I found that Harry did not attend Halloween dinner tonight.

So I thought that she must not know that there was a troll in the castle, so I went directly to find her. And I met Weasley on the way, which just proved my guess.

So when my magic was triggered on the fourth floor, I didn't rush over in time."

When Professor Dumbledore heard what Professor Snape said so confidently, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, and he raised his head and looked at him:

"Severus, I must remind you, Harley is not Lily..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Professor Snape.

"I know," Professor Snape said coldly, "but she is one of the few traces of Lily left in this world.

So I will kill anyone who dares to harm her! Not even Voldemort, I said so!"

Dumbledore sighed and fell into silence.

I have a headache, and I haven’t written it out until now. I hate being sick.

I was in a very bad state at night. I don’t know what the quality of my writing is like. If you are dissatisfied with something, tell me directly, or join the group to tell me. I will take a look at it when I get up tomorrow and make some changes.

(End of chapter)