Ron's face turned red, and the "squeak" sound came from his shoulder. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Several people looked at each other, Ron suddenly giggled and writhed, his hands reached his back and scratched around, and everyone else watched in confusion as he a fluffy ball crept out of the collar of his robe, and then rose into the air, dripping and spinning in the air, and then swooped into Ron's long sleeves, slid down the wide falling cuffs, and was then scooped back by Ron and put on his shoulder.

"Doug Weasley. Ron walked up to Vio and looked at her and explained, "It kept yelling, and I thought it might have to go out to breathe and didn't want to stay in the dorm, so I took it out."

"Where's your Lutra, you brought it out, right?" said Ron and scratched his head, just as Furball Doug jumped dishonestly on his shoulder, jumped directly into his fluffy hair, and sank into it, then pulled the hair from it and leaned out to stand firm.

Ron wrinkled his nose and glared upward, looking up with a cute face.

In this way, one person and one hairball succeeded in amusing the people present with their plastic arts, and also eased the atmosphere a lot.

"I'll bring Lutra to see Doug tomorrow," Vio said with a smile, her Lutra must have been stuffy in the dorm these days.

"Okay" Hermione frowned when she heard Vio's words in the middle of her laughter, "You finally figured it out and know to talk to us?"

Vio felt a burst of heat on her cheeks, she seemed to be too willful, and because she felt tired and doubted the way forward, she blindly avoided it

"Don't be like you in first grade, you can't be found anywhere, you must wait until I'm captured by a troll or something, and you won't be able to get together with us?" Hermione hit the nail on the head of Vio's heart.

"It's not," Vio argued, "I'm just not in a good mood lately, but I don't want to affect your mood......"

"Feeling bad?" Harry couldn't help but exclaim, "I see you're in a good mood when you helped Malfoy cut the mandala roots, at least those roots are much better looking than me and Ron's!"

He turned to Ron and Hermione with an accusatory expression, as if he was going to get them to speak out for him, only to see Hermione smile meaningfully, "Harry, you really want to ask Vio to help cut the roots, just say it." ”

Harry was embarrassed for a moment, Hermione had exactly what he had hoped for. "Not only did she cut the mandala root for Malfoy, but she also helped him with the leech juice, boiled the potion, and finally was called by Malfoy to clean the utensils like a maid......

Harry and Ron muttered unconvinced.

Their thinking was simple: vio could help Malfoy cut the roots, why didn't they think to help themselves deal with those annoying roots?

Harry was furious when he recalled what had happened in Snape's class today, and Vio was clearly next to him, but he said such a timid and fearful excuse. Could it be that she's starting to feel like Malfoy's kind of person worth protecting?

It's just horrible.

A bell suddenly screamed in Hermione's pocket.

"Alright, you two, it's her freedom to help whoever she likes, it's better than you want to help but always do you help. Hermione hurriedly finished speaking and took out a round clock dial in her pocket and looked at it, and then her face changed dramatically, as if she were facing a great enemy

Although it was only a glance, Vio could see that the round dial was different from ordinary clocks. It has only one hand twisted into an S-shape, pinned to a small hourglass mid-waist in the center of the dial, which is very chic.

And that hourglass seems to be made of a special substance, which looks like a transparent crystal, but if you look at it for a second, you can see that the surface is shining with mercury-like brilliance, which is very textured.

The inside of the hourglass is filled with fine blue sand like the sea.

If Vio guessed correctly, the thing Hermione had put in her pocket was the time-turner she wanted most at the moment.

Hermione became very anxious, "I think I may need the right one, I have made an appointment to meet Ginny in the lobby of the library at this time, I should go, or Mrs. Pince will not let her stand there for too long......"

As she spoke, she strode away resolutely, and Vio watched her step out of the classroom door, her bag slipping down a little, but Hermione quickly grabbed her shoulder.

It's just that her schoolbag seems to contain a lot of books, and such a simple action actually made her whole body deviate.

"Alright," Ron said with a shrug of his senses, "So, let's go eat? I'm going crazy hungry!"

Vio nodded, there was nothing to be hypocritical about now, she really didn't want her bad mood to affect her friends, so she chose to avoid it first.

But when her friends took the initiative to find her, she felt that the things that had passed together before had been precipitated into her blood, and with just one look, she knew that they didn't care about her careful thoughts, and didn't care about her occasional bad mood.

That night, Vio, Harry, and Ron were all exhausted, and they didn't want to move an inch after eating, but stayed in their seats in the hall, chatting and digesting while waiting for Hermione to return.

“…… yes, and then I just had to walk out......" Vio was so annoyed when Ron tried his best to ask her why she was suddenly abnormal. So he went to visit Draco that morning, only to be chased out while the other girl was visiting.

"You don't like that kid wanting to be his girlfriend, do you?" Ron took a deep breath, his expression grim and shocked, just like when he heard Percy deliver a letter to his girlfriend Penelope with Hermes, the owl shared in the house.

Harry sat up straight from his chair in surprise, his eyes eager to see through Vio.

"I mean, how long has it been since you've been in love with Malfoy?" asked Harry.

"Oh, you two......" Vio was amused by their reaction, "Take it easy, I know he won't like me." Why are you so nervous, I guess you like Draco, it's a bit tricky......"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Ron and Harry scolded in unison, "Killing me won't have anything to do with Malfoy!" and...... How did you fall in love with him...... What the hell do you like about him, George and Fred are taller and better looking than him......"

Vio rolled his eyes silently. (To be continued.) "Elegy for Glory" only represents the author's point of view, if its content is found to be in violation of national laws and conflicts, please delete it, the position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform.

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