The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

The way Hermione gnashed her teeth in disgust was so interesting, and Loren's bad taste was completely satisfied.

Not long after, when Hermione got used to the chocolate frog and her expression calmed down, Loren lowered his head and sorted the pictures one by one.

Nose-picking Cleona, medieval witch, put it away.

Renaissance Paracelsus. There is also a portrait of this healing wizard in the corridor.

Dumbledore, take it out and set it aside.

Although it looked like a pile of candies on the table, the packaging took up a large part of it, and the chocolate frog finished it in no time. I have a small stack of pictures, including several pictures of Dumbledore.

Hermione had never eaten so many candies so indulgently in her life. Chocolate caused the brain to secrete dopamine, releasing a happy mood from the heart. I feel happy but feel that I shouldn’t be so happy, it feels weird.

Hermione felt that in the future, even if there was no reason, she could eat chocolate frogs as a snack normally. She also plans to take some back and let her parents try it. Dad will definitely be interested in this thing.

But the pile of cockroaches is different. We cannot accept that cockroaches are engraved in genes and physiology.

Hermione looked at the cockroaches crawling in the box, her scalp was numb, and her voice was timid, "Is there really no other way?"

"You have to finish it all." Loren is a complete bad boy.

Hermione struggled internally for a while, and finally summoned up the courage. With a look of determination to die, she shrunk her little head and stretched out her hand, pinching a cockroach pile with her thumb and index finger.

Candy struggled restlessly in her hand, and the small thorns on the arthropod's legs scratched the girl's fingers, tickling her. The tingling sensation seemed to be transmitted to her back through her fingers.

"Ugh!" Hermione couldn't bear it anymore and collapsed, "I can't do it!"

She let go and let the cockroaches fall onto the table. The cockroach-like candy automatically crawled into the box.

Oh, that seems to be too much.

Loren stopped playing pranks and said, "No, don't cry. Just forget it if you can't eat."

Hermione blushed. She used to only cry like this in front of her parents. Later, when she was older, she thought it was too childish. She was already eleven years old, and even if she cried, she wouldn't whine. It would be too imageless.

Hermione's face was burning. She seemed to be acting coquettishly to someone close to her just now, but luckily Loren didn't notice.

Looking at Loren secretly, Hermione raised her hand to wipe her face, then reached out to grab a handful of candy and put it into her mouth.

The feeling of bugs came again, and Hermione started crying again while eating, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

The rich aroma of chocolate, the syrup with lemon snow core inside, sour and sweet, and a little refreshing taste.

Loren slowly approached and asked, "Does it taste good?"

"Woooooo~"

Hermione cried even louder. When she heard the question, the girl sniffed and said angrily: "It's delicious!"

Loren couldn't help laughing, crying and eating at the same time, and said that the delicious little squirrel was so funny.

"You're still laughing! It's all because of you!" Hermione became angry when she saw Loren's smile, reached out and grabbed a handful of cockroaches and stuffed them into Loren's mouth.

Loren already liked eating this food, so he followed Hermione and ate the candies on the table with her.

In the abandoned empty classroom, the dim light reflected the shadows of two little people. Sharing interesting candies, one couldn't help but laugh out loud from time to time, while the other sniffed and occasionally slapped the person next to him in annoyance.

The candies on the table are finished.

After a long time, Hermione calmed down, with some syrup on her lips, her eyes watery, and she looked at Loren expectantly, "Is the spell lifted?"

"Ahem!"

This was so sinful, Loren condemned himself, looking around, wondering if Hermione would stab him to death with her wand if he confessed at this moment.

"Let's talk about Nico Flamel."

Hermione didn't notice the problem with this sentence and listened to Loren's words carefully.

Loren took out a picture of Dumbledore and showed it to Hermione. It read

[Dumbledore’s well-known contributions include:

In 1945, he defeated the dark wizard Grindelwald and discovered the twelve uses of the fire dragon's blood. He and his partner Nico Flamel were very effective in alchemy. 】

"You should be able to find information about Nicol Flamel in alchemy books. He is an unavoidable mountain in the field of alchemy." Loren said.

Hermione nodded, taking the news to heart.

Loren said nothing else, nothing about his acquaintance with Nico Flamel, nothing about the Philosopher's Stone.

The growth tasks assigned by Dumbledore need to be completed by themselves. The Iron Triangle must take the main line of savior by themselves. No one knows what the consequences will be if he is mixed in as a variable.

For a while, he arrogantly thought that he could rely on foresight and knowledge of the plot, and use the secret book to push the Voldemort boss all the way.

The incident with the troll made him realize the reality. He still couldn't think of any way to defeat the troll without hurting the three little ones at their age.

The movie in his previous life was a movie. This was a real magical world, where people would get hurt, and any danger could kill the 11-year-old.

Loren was worried that if he participated in the plot, he might become a supporting role tool, like Cedric. Voldemort was defeated, the Iron Triangle was fine, and no one would notice the people on the casualty list lining up to receive lunch boxes.

Of course, Loren wouldn't sit back and sit in fear all day long, worrying about what kind of storm the butterfly's wings would stir up. The accident of the flying lesson and the outcome of the troll all show that there is still a corrective power in the plot, which ultimately points to that result.

When you don't have the ability to protect yourself, just be a good student with peace of mind, and occasionally speed up the Iron Triangle. As long as you don't personally get involved, what can you do to him.

Be a happy person in this magic school, bring happiness to everyone, and encourage Hermione to try bravely like today. How could such a good person not live long?

Loren thought about it. Quirrell would not take action until the end of the semester. Telling Hermione in advance that Nico Flamel would not have a big impact on the plot.

In this way, Loren gained happiness, Hermione got the answer, and it was another win-win day.

The two left the classroom and walked back to the Gryffindor common room together.

I was in a confined space just now, the light was dim, my mind was a little blurry, and I didn't notice many things. Now that the cold wind was blowing, Hermione was much more awake and felt that something was not quite right.

Hermione asked: "Loren, what kind of magic did you use candy to break the curse? Where did you see it?"

It was okay if Hermione didn't ask, but when she asked Loren, it reminded her of the scene where Hermione was crying and eating a pile of cockroaches, while still saying they were delicious.

"Hahaha!" Loren couldn't help laughing, "I saw it on your face!"

"During the day, your face just says come and lie to me!"

I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!

Hermione clenched her fists, "Damn it! You're dead!"

The running footsteps stirred up the wind in the corridor, causing the candlelight to sway. The shadows of the two people stretched on the ground and overlapped.