"Dong dong dong"
"Hermione—little Hermione? What's wrong with you? Come out and let daddy see—"
There was a constant knock on the door outside, over and over again, tirelessly. Hermione felt sorry for this, she knew her parents were really worried about her.
But she really didn't want to move, not at all.
She lay on the bed that had been with her for nearly 12 years, and buried her entire face into the soft pillow.
It must be her mother. She must have washed the pillow again when she was not at home. The scent of soap filled her nose.
The familiar scent made Hermione's thoughts gradually become blurred. She vaguely thought that the day of admission to Hogwarts was September 1st, which was 18 days before her birthday.
Her first birthday at Hogwarts was definitely the most uncelebrable birthday in her life. Because no one is familiar with it yet, and most of the freshmen’s attention is attracted by the novel magic courses.
It's a pity that no one knows her birthday, let alone anyone coming to celebrate her.
To be honest, as a sensible girl, Hermione didn't care too much about this. But what she couldn't bear was that the red-haired monkey named Ron Weasley actually... actually said that everyone couldn't stand her!
What's even more disgusting is that he actually said that he was like a nightmare!
My birthday has passed less than half a month ago, and my mood, which had gradually recovered due to the passage of time, suddenly dropped to the freezing point again.
Although she was a little embarrassed, she still had to admit that she was really angry and cried.
"Well-"
Hermione buried herself in the pillow and vented her shame in a low voice. After all, it’s embarrassing to think about crying.
However, when she was wiping away tears in the girls' bathroom in the basement, she never expected that a troll would rush in.
She was really frightened at that time!
She could have sworn that she had actually read it in a book and remembered it all at once—average height of twelve feet, weight of more than a ton, immense strength but stupidity, and a stench all over his body.
But she had no idea what she should do when she faced such a huge monster.
She didn't know, she didn't know anything anymore - all she could do was scream loudly and continuously.
She didn't even know what the scream meant. Was it a cry for help? But at the time of the Halloween dinner, who would notice that there is a little girl screaming in the girls' bathroom in the basement
As Hermione screamed, the troll raised the big stick in his hand and was about to hit her. She was sure that even a single hit would kill her.
She doesn't want to die!
But who knew that at that most critical moment, that fair-haired, smart-looking Hufflepuff boy would actually appear just like that!
Two curses! He used two powerful spells in succession and defeated the troll easily!
Then... Then she subconsciously threw herself into Maka's arms.
"Well-"
Hermione simply pressed her head with a pillow and kicked up the mattress with her feet. At this moment, the genius girl, who had always been full of arrogance and carelessness, really showed some girlish looks.
After venting again, Hermione finally calmed down a little, and she continued to recall the days after that.
What's next
Yes, it was the period when Maka gradually revealed his unparalleled magical talent.
He was active in almost every aspect, whether it was studying or playing Quidditch, he became someone everyone looked up to.
Maybe he hasn't noticed it yet, but everyone has seen it, and from time to time someone is secretly talking about him.
But Hermione always felt that the distance between her and Maka was getting farther and farther...
Although Maka had not changed much at that time, she was still so easy to get along with, always smiling, and occasionally using a little humor.
But Hermione only saw the growing gap between him and herself.
Hermione knew that she was a person who refused to admit defeat, but when facing Maka, she only had admiration in her heart.
However, until the last moment of the Sorcerer's Stone incident, Maka's image in her mind collapsed.
It turns out that he is just an ordinary person, and he will show such a gloomy expression for some reasons. In it, Hermione felt the vulnerability deep in Maka's heart.
Although Maka's expression was very scary at the time, it made Hermione feel inexplicably at ease.
"It turns out... he is just an ordinary person."
It was such a small awareness that made Hermione trust Maka all the time. Even though Maka suddenly became indifferent after that, even though Maka was often silent, she was secretly relieved by the gradually narrowing distance between herself and Maka.
But even she herself didn't notice that some green feelings had secretly arisen in her heart.
Until not long ago, when she was still worried about Maka not being able to watch the Quidditch World Cup together, a sudden surprise made her understand her heart completely.
No, that was a total shock!
She didn't understand, really didn't understand at all, why Maka...
He was put in jail by Fudge? Dumbledore refused to save him? Maka became a fugitive from Azkaban
She didn't believe it, she didn't believe it at all. Even though the facts were clearly in front of her, she just wanted to escape.
She wanted to think about it carefully, there must be something wrong here! But she couldn't adjust her messy mood at all.
Oh, poor Maka, he must have suffered a lot in Azkaban! Those terrible soul-catchers—
"Dementors?" Hermione suddenly sat up and threw the pillow aside. "Will Maka be afraid of dementors? Will he tremble in Azkaban?"
Her eyes widened, she climbed out of bed angrily, stood in the room with her hands on her hips, and said angrily: "He...how could he do this! He is actually lying!"
Hermione paced back and forth in the room, stamping on the floor.
"Yes... that's right! He must have some other plan! Huh! He's always like this!" Hermione muttered angrily, "And, it seems that Professor Dumbledore is still cooperating with him in acting ! Makes me worried... "
She paused, a blush flashed across her face, and she immediately changed her words.
"...Huh! You made me so angry! I can never let him go!"
When a girl understands her own thoughts, the changes in her mood and behavior seem to become unpredictable.
Hermione ran to the door, suddenly unlocked the door, opened the door, and walked quickly to the living room downstairs with her father's stunned expression - she had already had two meals for this matter. After eating, she was starving!
"This bad guy made me hungry!"
Hermione's list of "Macca's 100 Unforgivable Sins" seemed to have an additional crime added for no reason.
At this moment, a crisp doorbell rang at the door...
"Oh-Hermione, are-are you okay?"
It was Ron and Harry who came. While Harry was still greeting Hermione's father politely, Ron had already hurried to Hermione's side.
But Hermione was only focused on eating and didn't even look at him.
After Hermione filled her stomach with big gulps, she said hello to her father and went to the yard outside the door with Ron and Harry.
"I roughly understand what's going on!" Hermione hurriedly explained before the two of them could speak, "I think Maka is lying! He must be planning something with Dumbledore …”
Under Hermione's sudden and passionate explanation, Harry and Ron both nodded in surprise and felt a little strange.
Yes, Hermione's theory was very reasonable.
How could Maka McClane, who could grab a Dementor by the face with her bare hands and drag it around, be trembling in Azkaban? If that were the case, where should the faces of the "poor" dementors they used as training subjects be placed
Thinking about it this way, and then thinking about the "weird" smile Maka showed them at that time, things seemed to become clearer.
Maka has definitely not changed, but he must also have something important to do again - just like the previous few times, although he is always mysterious about these things, there is no such thing as Make a mistake.
Both Harry and Hermione believed in Maca, and even Ron quickly accepted Hermione's inference this time.
But Ron's eyes were a little strange. He wrinkled his face and looked at Hermione faintly, seeming to be worried. Harry and Hermione were so focused on the conversation that they really didn't have time to pay attention to Ron's little thoughts.
"...So, Hermione, what exactly are Makatha and Dumbledore planning?" Harry hesitated, "It can't be..."
"You also saw the symbols of those mysterious people that appeared that night!" Hermione said immediately, "Although I can't guess Maka's plan, it must be the same as Fu Di-"
"Hey, don't say it here!" Ron suddenly came back from his thoughts and reminded in a low voice.
"I understand what you mean. After you said that, I just remembered it." Harry followed, "That night, when those strange skulls appeared in the sky, my scar hurt again!"
"Oh-" "Are you okay?"
Harry waved his hand, indicating that they don't need to worry, and continued: "Maka reminded me again before, saying that I should learn the 'Occlumency' notebook he gave me as soon as possible - do you remember? ?Maka gave me a Christmas gift when we were in first grade!"
"Yes, I still remember that I received a stuffed lion..." Hermione said excitedly, but she immediately realized something was wrong and quickly suppressed her excitement.
"That's right, that's when... you know? I tried it, and the scar didn't hurt anymore!"