Neville sat down uneasily next to Vio, and as soon as he took out his quill, the pocket of his robe glowed bright red, Neville let out a small scream, and Mrs. Pince sped behind him, "No loud noises in the library-"

"I'm sorry, I won't ...... again" Perhaps it was Neville's pitiful appearance that impressed Mrs. Pins, who did not immediately chase him out with her wand, but gave him a majestic look and a symbolic wave of her feather duster. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After Mrs. Pince left, Vio lowered his voice and asked, "What's wrong Neville, have you forgotten anything again?"

"I ...... I forgot to bring my homework ......" Neville looked like he was about to cry, and Vio comforted, "It's okay, you can go back and get it, I'll help you keep this spot." ”

"No, you don't understand......," Neville's expression was even more desperate, "I forgot what homework I had, and I don't remember where I put it......"

Vio looked at him sympathetically, and suddenly felt that he was lucky.

Neville had no choice but to go back to the Gryffindor common room, he was going to ask Hermione, and Vio was a little sorry that she was going to sit here alone again.

After Neville left, the library people left one after another, going to the auditorium for lunch. Vio could almost imagine the crowd in the auditorium now, but she didn't want to go.

So she had to find a spot next to the window, planning to sleep on the table and go to the playground in the afternoon to find Harry.

I slept well and woke up almost a little bit.

The afternoon sun shines through the clear glass windows, and in the distance, Vio can see the turquoise lake of the school, the six-framed Quidditch pitch, and white clouds of various shapes floating in the sky.

Hogwarts was really beautiful, she thought.

"Um, excuse me, excuse me, I can sit here......" Another boy.

Vio turned his head sideways, a little familiar - ah, it was the Hufflepuff boy who had stared at her yesterday afternoon, he was handsome and handsome, and he looked elegant and friendly, except for a little shy.

Vio nodded, "Of course." Including me here. "Don't get me wrong, I've made an appointment before, and I'm at the end of the day—so ......" she struggled to make her explanation sound sounding reasonable, but the other person still looked unhappy.

But Vio didn't want to be late, she looked at the boy apologetically and left her seat.

"Well, I think...... I thought, maybe you'd like to tell me your name?" came the boy's clear voice, and Vio looked back at him with a smile, and before he could say anything, he suddenly saw Draco raise his wand behind him-"Forget it-"

Vio quickly pulled the boy to dodge, and the green sparks from the tip of Draco's wand hit Vio's bag weakly, making a muffled sound, and Mrs. Pince soon arrived, Draco had already picked up a book and hid his wand, and she shouted angrily at Vio and the Hufflepuff boy next to her, who were in a daze, "Get out!"

They fled quickly, and the quills and inkwells that they had not had time to pack were floating, slapping their heads along the way.

Draco, that little bastard, Vio thought indignantly, that he could always get by acting after every prank.

On top of that, it seems that Neville's forgetting where his homework was may have been due to the Oblivion Charm. Maybe Neville's homework is lying in his bag!