The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

Hermione couldn't help but rub her tongue repeatedly against the "cheek pouch" on the inner wall of her mouth. She had never noticed that place in the past, but now that she realized there was an extra "little pocket" there, she always felt something strange.

Loren went to get Hermione food, and although Hermione felt like she was full, Loren felt like she wasn't.

Hermione sat in her seat, thinking of all kinds of hamsters.

Hamsters are not considered magical animals, but Hagrid sometimes uses hamsters as snacks and feeds them to other animals, and dried hamsters are also used as ingredients in Potions class.

A live hamster will always stuff its cheek pouches bulging, shake it gently with your hands, and spit out a lot of beans, corn, and sawdust from its mouth. The first time you see it, you will feel a little disgusting, but if you see it a few times, it will make it more disgusting. I feel a sense of relief.

Hermione touched her "cheek pouch" with her tongue, and found that there was only a thin layer, which probably couldn't hold a lot of stuff, and she felt a little weird.

Loren came over from the bar, and when passing by Hermione, he put a piece of fried golden fish meat into her mouth: "Try the fried fish pieces, fresh out of the pan!"

When Hermione saw him, her mind began to think involuntarily, thinking about the human body transformation just now, about cheek pouches and hamsters, about tongue kisses...

Hermione felt her heart beating slightly faster, worried that Loren would find out the clues, so she lowered her head and ate the fried fish pieces silently.

The fried fish method of Three Broomsticks is a bit rough, but the large bones of the cod itself are still removed. The fish is chosen from the middle part of the fish, so there is basically no need to worry about the bones, but the crispy flour shell on the surface is a bit hard. When you bite it, the shredded fish meat will appear. Threads of hot water vapor bubble out, and the crude and simple combination of fats, carbohydrates, and proteins brings the most instinctive and primitive joy.

After lunch and drinking the last glass of butterbeer on the table, Loren took Hermione to visit Honeydukes Candy Shop again. Hermione tried it again because she was worried about the candies and pastries that were inedible from mandrake leaves.

Until their bellies were more bulging than their cheek bags, Loren and Hermione went to Zog's Magic Joke Shop again and played until the sun set. Then they followed the returning group of little wizards and walked slowly to school.

On the way back, Seamus and Dean pestered Neville, shouting so loudly beside him that Loren, who was falling behind, could hear them.

Seamus tugged on Neville's sleeve and shook it, and said in a long voice: "Let us see it again, look at it again, just once..."

"Yeah, yeah, let's just take a look and make sure we don't touch it!" Dean agreed.

Neville looked helpless and felt embarrassed to agree, but he had a gentle personality and could not refuse directly, so he could only move forward in a muffled voice without saying a word.

The three of them struggled with each other on the way back.

"..."

Loren was shocked by Seamus and Dean's harsh words, and it took him a few seconds to react. The two of them were pestering Neville because they wanted to see the Lion Patronus, not something else terrible.

He looked back at the sky over the village of Hogsmeade. The dementors that had been lingering here for a long time last year were gone.

I haven't seen it since I returned to school in the new semester. It must have been removed after Bellatrix Lestrange attacked Diagon Alley. Looking back, I didn't see it on the side of the street when I was shopping today. Notice.

It can be inferred that last year's restrictive measures to block schools have also been withdrawn.

"Did you say those tunnels in the castle have been reopened?"

Loren didn't want Hermione to answer, and continued muttering to himself: "For the safety of students, those tunnels should not exist."

"But maybe Principal Dumbledore plans to keep it for the little wizards to explore later?"

"He can definitely do this kind of thing, and maybe he will give some little wizards hints..."

Loren muttered for a long time but didn't hear Hermione's response. He looked at her doubtfully. From the moment she set foot on the way back to school, she was a little absent-minded. She stretched out her hand and waved it in front of her eyes: "Why? You don’t have much energy, are you hungry?”

"No, it's okay..." Hermione replied.

She was still thinking about Loren's joke in front of the Three Broomsticks.

Actually give it a try...

Hermione raised her head and glanced at Loren, met his gaze, and then averted her eyes in a panic, pressing her lips together tightly.

"One more thing..." Loren poked her cheek with his finger. It was soft and bouncy and felt good.

"Pay attention to the time limit of the transformation spell. It will probably expire before going to bed. You still have to pay attention when you sleep. Until you start brewing the secret potion on a full moon night, if you want to be more relaxed, it is best for you to learn this little trick of human transformation by yourself. "

"Tomorrow is Sunday. If your homework has been completed and you don't have to go to some professors to discuss social issues, we can find a place to practice human body transformation and answer your accumulated doubts."

Hermione looked at him happily, with a hint of surprise in her eyes: "Don't you want me to continue learning human transfiguration?"

"Just to dispel your evil thoughts, don't think about turning me into a cat all day long..." Loren rubbed her face as if massaging a cat, making her speech a little slurred, "Human Deformation It is very useful in many cases, just like now...it can also be used when taking the secret medicine to undergo Animagus transformation."

"oh!"

Hermione was in a happy mood, grabbed his mischievous hands, held one of his hands, and rocked towards the castle.

"Do you know how to practice body transformation properly?"

"Know."

"Stop trying to turn me into a cat, okay?"

"..."

"Hey! What do you mean by being silent and not answering? You are so evil!"

"..."

"What are you laughing at? Talk, hey!"

"..."

"Granger, speak!"

Hermione hummed a tuneless melody, shook someone's hand, listened to the chirping noise in her ears, and walked in the early spring sunset.

There was still a bit of chill on the path outside the school. The setting sun was setting in the west, and the golden afterglow spread on the road, which seemed to melt away the chill a little.

…

After dinner.

Harry, Ron, Seamus, Dean and Neville walked into the Gryffindor common room from outside, chatting about Neville's mighty lion patronus. Harry immediately saw Neville sitting by the window doing homework. Hermione.

Hermione sat with her head buried at the small table, writing non-stop with her quill. From time to time she opened a book to look up some information. The most conspicuous thing was a white cat lying on her lap, with its eyelids lazily drooping. When the white cat tried to When he struggled to leave, Hermione held him down and rubbed him hard twice.

Harry thought for a while, he probably spent time in Hogsmeade today and had not finished his homework for the weekend. In fact, Harry and the others had more time on their homework, but they preferred to leave it until tomorrow night.

In Ron's words, Sunday night is magical and makes them more efficient.

Most of the Gryffindors agreed.

Harry and Ron leaned over and felt a little dizzy after just taking a glance at the arithmetic and divination homework she was writing.

"Good evening, Hermione..." Harry and Ron shook their heads to wake up, crouched down and looked at the white cat, "Is this your new pet? It's much prettier than Crookshanks."

Ron, who was uttering evil words, was immediately stared at by an ominous gaze. Crookshanks, who was lying next to him, stood up. Before Ron could react, he slowly raised his paw and printed a few dirty plum blossoms on his pants. print.

Ron patted his trouser legs, grabbed Crookshanks and shook him for a while, then threatened: "You little thing, you still want to take revenge on me. Don't you see that your master doesn't want you anymore? You're going to become a stray cat!"

Harry: "..."

"No, this is someone else's cat, just let me take care of it for a while." Hermione smiled and couldn't help but scratch the little white cat's chin as she spoke.

The white cat Loren raised his eyelids and quickly lowered them, as if he didn't bother to react at all.

Damn Hermione, she promised to teach her the art of human transfiguration, but she still had to fulfill her promise herself.

Harry stretched out his hand to touch the white cat, but was frightened by the baring of teeth and claws and took several steps back. He had to retract his hand angrily: "This cat seems to have a bad temper."

"Yes." Hermione rubbed the little white cat, lowered her head and said with a smile, "Kittens with bad tempers should be disciplined and disciplined. Do you think so yourself, kitty?"

Harry rolled his eyes when he saw the white cat. He always felt that the look looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before. Moreover, Hermione's look was also a bit weird...

Harry took a few glances and didn't notice anything was wrong, so he turned around and went to ruin Crookshanks with Ron.

The white cat Loren yawned and pushed away the offending hand with his hind legs. He also kicked Hermione's legs to make her calm down and do her homework.

It's only been half an hour now.

This woman said that two hours would not be discounted at all.

The homework of arithmetic divination and ancient runes takes about an hour, which means that after she finishes writing, she will have to be played with for half an hour, and she will probably lose some hair.

It's really a big loss if I didn't ask for a tongue kiss during the day.

The little white cat sighed helplessly.