It is definitely normal to see snow and ice in Hogsmeade, but it would be a bit unexpected to find a piece of land covered with ice on a dry land.
What's more, the unusual cold that Hermione felt when she stepped on it just now was really difficult for her to ignore casually.
"Is this... what Maka left behind?"
This piece of land frozen by ice is filled with a strange cold air. It's astonishing to step on it as if your whole body will be frozen. It does have some similarities with the strange magic that Maka knows. Hermione was not the only one to have seen that powerful magic that seemed to be able to freeze everything. It had left a deep imprint on the hearts of many teachers and students at Hogwarts, making it unforgettable for a lifetime.
So when Hermione discovered this icy ground that was completely different from the surroundings, she immediately suspected whether Maka had cast the spell here. Even though this guess was not certain at all, Hermione still felt that it was very possible.
"Hermione?"
Just as she lowered her head and wondered secretly, Luna's voice sounded from beside her. It turned out that after Luna accidentally noticed her staring down, she immediately came over curiously.
"Oh, Luna?" Hermione was stunned for a moment and said, "What's wrong, have you found the entrance?"
"No." Luna shook her head slightly, "What about you? What are you looking at..."
Seeing that Luna subconsciously wanted to follow her gaze and look down, she somehow didn't want Luna to see it, so she unconsciously grabbed Luna's wrist and pulled her towards the screaming booth. Go to the house.
"We can search again," Hermione said hastily, "Let's go! I'm here to help this time too!"
"Thanks."
Luna didn't seem unhappy when Hermione suddenly grabbed her wrist and dragged her away. In fact, she found it very refreshing to be dragged along by Hermione without any scruples like a good friend.
For the rest of the day, until noon, the two just wandered around the Shrieking Shack. Sometimes they were rummaging around, and sometimes they were chatting casually... Although they didn't talk much, and Hermione might not be able to understand every whimsical word of Luna, but at least she was very interested in those leaps and bounds. I started to get used to strong words.
"Oh, I think we should find a place to have lunch..." Hermione looked at the sun above her head and found that the time seemed to be almost there, although she shouted in Luna's direction.
When the two of them left the vicinity of the Shrieking Shack, Hermione couldn't help but glance at the location of the ice, and secretly had a plan in mind.
"Perhaps I should come here and have a good look another day!" she thought.
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The Three Broomsticks pub is located just off another side road across from the main street.
For adult wizards, whether it is the mature and charming proprietress Ms. Rosmerta or the smooth and fragrant Three Broomsticks special mead, these are the reasons why they come here and sit there all day long.
For those little wizards who are not yet underage, the temptation of alcohol is naturally not something they can understand. As for the charming Ms. Rosmerta, I am afraid that it is difficult for most boys to control her - even though she does not seem to look old at all and is indeed very charming.
Therefore, the reason why students like this bar is mainly to taste a cup of non-alcoholic butter beer. While your mouth is full of the rich sweet aroma, chatting with your friends is a good way to experience the feeling of adulthood in advance.
Of course, don’t forget that this is a bar! Oh, it would be great if there weren't so many drunk adults here - look at their drunken appearance, they are really bad!
Today, Hermione had a rare luxury, and she and Luna asked for a small private room on the second floor of the Three Broomsticks. In fact, as long as it is not a period when a large number of customers who need accommodation come to the bar, everyone is still more willing to enjoy the excitement downstairs, so this kind of independent room is not expensive. But even if Hermione's family is quite wealthy, renting a private room still requires her to think carefully.
"Hermione, don't we sit downstairs?" Luna asked curiously as she followed Hermione up the stairs.
"Didn't I say..." Hermione walked in front and said softly, "I want to have a good chat with you, just the two of us alone."
"Oh, you seem to have said that?" Luna tilted her head and thought for a moment, but said nothing more.
When Hermione walked ahead and pushed open a wooden door first, a warmth rushed out of the room. The fireplace inside has been lit, and with the crackling of wood, heat is constantly being released, warming everything in the room.
This is a small room that is very warmly decorated. The old sofa is covered with patterned colorful blankets, and a pot of bright tulips is placed on the wooden coffee table. You can see that there are several classical landscape oil paintings hanging on the wall opposite the door, adding a bit of elegance to the whole room.
It's no wonder that many wizards say that the decoration of the Three Broomsticks bar is always very stylish. At this time, Hermione experienced it personally.
If you stand next to the sofa and look inside, you can see an exquisite bed. If someone needs a single room for accommodation, this is indeed a good choice.
Hermione looked around, then walked to the window and opened the half-closed curtains. Suddenly, the bright sunshine outside quietly fell into the house through the window, illuminating the whole room.
Not long after, Ms. Rosmerta brought over the butterbeer ordered by Hermione and Luna, along with two delicious lunches. After Ms. Rosmerta left with a smile again, Hermione sat on the sofa and looked at Luna opposite, slightly stunned.
"Hermione, thank you for inviting me to dinner, but... can't you still eat?"
Luna looked very happy. She looked back and forth at the various dishes on the table, quite eager to try them. But Hermione hadn't picked up the knife and fork yet. Although she usually didn't care about etiquette and rules, she also knew that at this time, it seemed that she shouldn't make the first move casually.
"Oh, no, of course." Hermione suddenly came back to her senses when she asked her, "Eat! You have been walking around the Shrieking Shack for so long, I think you must be hungry..."
"Very good."
Luna immediately nodded slightly, picked up the fruit pudding, took a spoonful of it and put it in her mouth, a happy smile soon appeared on her face.
Not to mention that Luna looked satisfied with her meal, but Hermione just grabbed the warm butterbeer and took a sip, then started to hesitate again while holding the cup in both hands.
Not only did she specially ask Luna to travel to Hogsmeade this time, but she also invited her to dine in the small private room of the Three Broomsticks. Naturally, she had some ideas. To be honest, whether it was something related to Maka or some situation related only to Luna... In short, she had long wanted to have a good talk with Luna.
However, some issues are bound to be very serious, and the two of them may even have a dispute on the spot. After spending some time with this strange girl, Hermione could somewhat feel the purity in her heart, but this inevitably made her have more hesitations.
Should some questions really be asked
"Luna," Hermione huddled on the sofa, letting the cushions and blankets surround herself. While giving herself more warmth, she also seemed to give herself more encouragement and support, "In your eyes... Maka is a what kind of person?"
Luna raised her head when she heard the sound, holding the spoon in her mouth, looking at Hermione blinking slightly.
"Maka?" she said in a daze, "He has wisdom that others don't have, and can see things that many people can't see. For example... harassing flies?"
"What?" Hermione was stunned for a moment.
"They're harassing flies," Luna leaned over and said mysteriously in her leisurely tone. "They will float into your head along your ears and mess up your brain... You can't see it with your eyes." they."
"Uh... okay?" Hermione pursed her lips, knowing that she had asked another question that she shouldn't have asked. "I understand, bugger - you can continue."
"Oh," Luna nodded seriously, "They usually appear when people are upset. Dad guessed that they may be a creature that can sense other people's moods..."
"Oh, no!" Hermione waved her hand immediately, "I'm not talking about harassing the flies - that's fun, but we can talk about it later. I want to hear how you feel about Maka."
"How do you feel about Maka?" Luna tilted her head in confusion, "Hmm... It seems like someone else has asked this question? Is it important?"
"Isn't it important?" Hermione couldn't help but ask, "If one day, Maka suddenly ignores you, how will you feel in your heart?"
"Ignore me?" Luna thought for a moment, then shook her head, "No, Maka won't."
"Why? He...he...he might..."
Hermione said "he" several times in a row, but found that she had several ideas in her mind, but she couldn't even say one.
In the end, she paused and said softly: "Then let's put it like this! If one day, he suddenly goes to a place far, far away, and he can never see you again... you will be another What does it feel like?”
Luna blinked again, with a hint of pure trust in her eyes.
"Then he will definitely come back. No matter how far away he is, he will find a way to come back." At this time, Luna's voice seemed a little distant and erratic, as if she was imagining the scene of Maka's journey, "No matter how far away Whenever he comes back, I will be here, waiting for him..."