Hexi's sunlight poured golden spots between the shades of the trees, and Ron looked helplessly at Hermione and Harry beside him, who had planned to be lazy, but now there were two big living people around, and it seemed that they could only take one step at a time.

"Actually, it's such a sunny day, I think we should take advantage of the good scenery and have a good time, anyway, there are so many people looking for them, and there is no shortage of the three of us, don't you say?" Ron casually pointed to a lake not far away**, with a lot of fresh clothes and angry horses, pointing to the country. "In my opinion, it's pretty good."

"Hehe," Hermione cupped her white hands over her chest, a smile of pleasure drawn into the corners of her mouth, "It seems that our Mr. Weasley seems to have been wearing the Slytherin crown for a long time, and I really admire that there are mountains and rivers hidden in his chest at this time." ”

A tease appeared in Harry's eyes, and Ron withdrew his hand in embarrassment, coughing dryly, "Ahem! I'm just talking, just talking. ”

"Haha, Weasley is our king!." Harry laughed happily, humming happily in an uncoloured tune, walking briskly beside the two of them. Between the three of them, it has been a long time since they have been so relaxed, walking among the woodland flowers full of spring, a touch of flying and free relaxation gradually emerged.

"Look, there's a golden rabbit up there." Harry suddenly pointed between the trees, and in the afterglow, a golden spot of light flashed away.

"Hey, hey. Are you dreaming, how can a rabbit be golden? Hermione pursed her lips helplessly and waved her hand disdainfully.

"Really, I swear, definitely a golden rabbit. Maybe it's because I've been catching the Golden Snitch for a long time, and I'm too sensitive to this color, so I saw it as soon as it came out. Harry raised his hand in agreement, looking sincere.

Ron touched his chin, and a sudden flash flashed in his eyes, "By the way, have you heard of it, it is rumored that there is a thing called Lucky Rabbit's Foot, it is said that people who have this kind of thing will have good luck, this golden rabbit that suddenly appeared may be the bearer of Lucky Rabbit's Foot, hurry up and look for it, I think, this is probably a great treasure." At the mention of the treasure, a glimmer of gold appeared in Ron's eyes, and his freckled face turned red, and he rubbed his hands vigorously, looking ready to do a big job.

Harry was clearly moved by the fact that adventure was one of the essential qualities for Gryffindor, not to mention that a golden-colored rabbit was worth the risk, even if it wasn't a lucky rabbit's foot. "Yes, Hermione, it's just a search from the other direction, and it won't delay the search and rescue plan."

Ron turned to look at Hermione, and found that she was still hesitating, so he hurriedly persuaded, "Don't think about it anymore, we were originally here to find someone, anyway, we didn't set the direction, follow this rabbit to find it, maybe we can find some useful clues, besides, this valley is not that big, we search from this direction, maybe the chance of finding them is a little greater." ”

Hermione touched her forehead helplessly, but did not answer, which was considered acquiescence.

Seeing Hermione's agreement, Harry and Ron looked at each other tacitly, showed a triumphant smile, and stepped into the jungle in the direction the golden rabbit had fled just now.

"Autumn, it's so beautiful here, I've been in England for so long, and I've never seen such a natural and beautiful scenery for as long as I can remember." As Autumn strolls along the stream, the verdant weeds swaying in the wind, Marietta plucks a pink bouquet and smells the sweet fragrance with a gleam of joy in her eyes.

"We need to speed up the process," Qiu sighed softly as she wisped the green silk in her ears, "I have to do everything possible to find those missing classmates, I'm really worried, although this valley is not very big, but it is still a little difficult to search this place before dark." ”

"There are few people who are missing and we are familiar with, so let's do our duty, why take it too seriously." Mary wondered incomprehensibly, given her selfish nature, it was undoubtedly her duty to venture deep into the cave to find these people, so why bother searching for them.

Qiu nodded indifferently, "After all, it's a classmate, although they are reckless, but if something really happens, I'm afraid Mr. Augustus will also be slightly unhappy, so it's better to look carefully." ”

Mary pursed her lips slightly, and said helplessly, "Speaking of which, it's not for your Augustus. ”

Qiu Tian smiled quietly, and a shallow smile appeared in her inky black pupils.

The catkins fluttered, and the crisp stream crashed against the bluestone slabs, splashing a splash of crystal clear water, falling on the bamboo leaves, and a trace of water droplets flew among the trees.

Looking at Qiu Zhang walking along the banks of the stream, Fred's eyes reflected a graceful curve, and a trace of heat appeared in his pupils. Licked his lips gently.

"What are you looking at?" George stood strangely beside Fred, patted him on the shoulder, and wondered.

"Yes, it's been a long time since I've seen such a high-quality offering," Fred laughed happily as he clapped his hands with satisfaction, and turned to look at George's inexplicable eyes, a deeper smile on his face.

"Fred, what's wrong with you," George looked at his brother worriedly, "is your talent for banter so good that even my brother can't understand it?" ”

Fred looked at George in amazement, and suddenly felt a chill that he had never felt before.

"Alas," George shrugged helplessly, and asked sternly, "You sue me, are you being accused of something!" ”

"Huh? Cough! Fred's face was distorted for a moment, and his pure black pupils gradually faded.

"Hey, look at it, look at it," George pinched Fred's face, and in Fred's shocked look, pointed to his eyes, "Look at this pure black, these sharp eyes, they really look like Barrow the Bloody." However, this evil look has a bit of flavor? ”

"Bow to His Highness the Great Dark Lord!" George bent his upper body with a stern face and saluted solemnly.

"Well, uh," Fred looked blankly at the human in front of him, not knowing what to do.

"By the way, can I not kiss you?" George asked regretfully, "Surely it should be enough to salute, Your Highness?" ”

"Oh, shut up, Weatherby!" Fred's face changed slightly, and a familiar voice suddenly came out of his mouth.