MTL - The Existence of Harry Potter-Chapter 60 late

I want a recommendation. I woke up and went to do the laundry...

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After the Christmas holiday, Gryffindor's Quidditch training continued. In the next match against Hufflepuff, the referee was actually Gryffindor's public enemy - Snape!

"As long as we win this game, our points will surpass Slytherin, and the Academy Cup champion is ours!"

Harry said this to Hermione, he tried to convince Hermione how important this game was, and hoped that Hermione would give him a day off. After all, the heavy training had almost made him tired, and he really didn't have the energy to look up Nicole LeMay's information.

"One day, I only need one day of rest!" Harry raised his index finger and said pitifully, "I haven't rested for several days."

Hermione's face was blocked by a huge book, and Harry couldn't see her expression, feeling uneasy. It was only three hours ago that Hermione had given Ron a hard scolding because Ron had fallen asleep while he was looking up the materials. I don't know if it was an illusion or not, Harry always felt that recently, Hermione was very irritable, always getting angry and angry because of some minor things. In Gryffindor, she'd gotten into a lot of arguments with a lot of people, and it was pretty bad.

"Rest... Of course you can." Hermione's voice cut through the book, looking a little dull, "Go and rest, don't get tired."

"thanks."

When he said this, Harry felt strange, why did he need to ask for permission from others when he was going to rest, and he also had to thank others?

"Ron, sit down for me!"

Harry glanced at Ron, gave him a look of "please ask for your own blessings", and then left here as if fleeing, the warm blanket was waiting for him!

"Hermione..." Ron lay on the table weakly, looking half-dead.

"Um?"

"I think I'm about to die."

"Oh, it doesn't matter, I don't mind, as long as you read these books before you die." Hermione stretched out her finger and pointed at the books next to Ron, although not as many as Hermione's, but Also quite impressive.

"Hermione, don't you have any sympathy at all?" Ron complained. "We've almost gone through all the books in the library, but that Nicole Lemay, we can't find anything about him at all. information. In other words, could it be that Hagrid has misremembered his name?"

"I've heard of this name, I must have seen it somewhere, this person really exists." Hermione said, she put down the book, closed it, and picked up a book about the size from the side, "It must be ours. There was a problem with his work, maybe he accidentally missed him when he was looking up. Therefore, we need to re-read the book we looked up before."

"Hermione, please spare me!" Ron lamented, "I swear, I will never say anything I shouldn't say in the future!"

"for example?"

"Like what?" Ron asked subconsciously, and then he noticed that Hermione's eyes became bad, and quickly changed his words: "Cough, who is the one from Slytherin, uh, he is a good person, his illness It's going to get better and he'll be back in school soon."

"that's it?"

"Of course, and...and..." Ron searched his stomach, racking his brains, trying to remember what else he said was wrong, "Ah, yes! That's a nasty guy, Hermione, how could you like him? Well, hehe, I was wrong earlier. You don't look like him at all, you're like a princess, and he's just... um, Camosido?"

"That's Quasimodo (some ugly guy in Notre Dame, 'I'm ugly, but I'm gentle')." Hermione corrected, she snorted and closed the book heavily, " Well, it's getting late, you should also go to rest."

"Hooray!" Ron cheered loudly, and then she noticed that Hermione was also going to rest, "Uh, Hermione, don't you continue watching?"

"It's very late today, let's continue tomorrow." Hermione replied.

"Then Harry..."

"Oh, even if you don't tell him, I'll let you rest." Hermione replied rightfully, and then she glanced at Ron, "Why, you think I'll treat you like a machine, day and night. to let you work?"

"Hermione, you are the best!"

Seeing Ron, who had been brainwashed by his own words, leave happily, Hermione smiled, and her mood improved a little. However, thinking of someone made Hermione's mood worse again.

That is to say, I got the news a few days ago that Ask took a long vacation because of illness, and it is estimated that he will miss almost the entire second half of the semester.

Before getting this news, Hermione had been looking for several days at Hogwarts, any place Asker could or could not go, even Snape's office, Hermione tried to get in once, of course, It went in with integrity.

Hermione had inquired about Asker's place, but no one at Hogwarts seemed to know where he lived. Hermione relentlessly looked for Professor McGonagall, but the answer she got was—

"Don't fall in love early!"

Professor McGonagall chatted with Hermione for an afternoon, pained her about the various dangers of puppy love, and warned her not to fall in love early. Children in this period don't know what love is.

What does this have to do with puppy love?

This sentence had been brewing for a whole afternoon. Hermione wanted to say it several times, but she held back. After all, countless **** facts tell us, don't talk back to the teacher, don't confront the teacher, otherwise you will die very rhythmically!

In Hermione's brainstorming, the conversation should have gone something like this-

Professor McGonagall: Early love affects learning.

Hermione: But, I got the first place in the school.

Professor McGonagall: ... so what if you do well in the test! What is there to talk about when you fall in love with a child whose hair is not even growing?

Hermione: Professor, Professor, have you ever been in a relationship? Have you ever been in love? Have you ever been in love? Are you in love? love? ?

Professor McGonagall: ...

Hermione: Love is about the process, not the result, you know? understand? ?

Professor McGonagall: ...

Hermione: O(∩_∩)O~

Professor McGonagall: Let's go~www.novelbuddy.com~ I can no longer educate you. (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Hermione: ~\\\\(≧▽≦)/~!

Whenever she thought of this happening, Hermione couldn't help but laugh out loud. Every girl who looks very sweet is spicy after cutting it, and the similar situation is: the natural cut is black.

However, sometimes Hermione also thinks about a question, that is--

Did I really fall in love early?

Hermione shook her head in distress, now is not the time to think about it. Probably because of distraction, the book in Hermione's hand slipped suddenly, and the quill in it fell off and fell squarely into the gap between the sofas.

"Really..."

Hermione sighed, moved the sofa little by little, and picked up the quill. Just as she was about to reset the sofa, a purple ribbon was introduced into her eyes, followed by a purple wrapping paper that looked like it was part of the gift wrapping.

With a move in her heart, Hermione bent down and carefully took out the gift box from under the sofa. Wiping the dust off it, Hermione recognized the words with joy beyond words.

It was a gift, a Christmas present, and although it had disappeared for a while, it finally reached Hermione.

Asker doesn't have many friends, so he won't forget to send gifts to his friends, never!