"Who's there!"

Through the dense and manic curtain of snow, Hermione raised her voice again and asked the sentence again.

But maybe it was because the strong wind at the height had swept the sound away, or maybe it was because the other party still hadn't responded, so she still didn't get any answer this time.

She could only be sure that the figure standing on the edge of the top of the tower against the wind and snow had indeed turned around.

So, what is the reason for a person to stand silently in the incomparably cold snow that comes in the middle of the night?

Hermione, who was a little more vigilant, clenched the handle of her wand and walked out of the stairs under the trapdoor in the wind and snow. Although she could barely open her eyes from the snowflakes, she still walked forward step by step.

But Hermione seemed to have forgotten that wasn't she herself a "suspicious person" wandering around in the middle of the night?

And it wasn't until she walked not far in front of the other party that she slowly stopped. At that moment, she found that she could finally see each other's faces.

However, it wasn't until then that Hermione realized that she didn't seem to know the ...... Woman.

"You...... Who are you? ”

Truth be told, this was the third time she'd asked the same question.

But fortunately, the other party finally spoke.

"Hello, my name is Miriam...... What about you? ”

Yes, the one who ran to the tower in the middle of the night to "find coolness" was none other than Miriam, who had just borrowed Hogwarts to seek refuge.

And as soon as she spoke, Hermione immediately felt a sense of mature charm.

To be honest, Miriam's appearance is by no means extremely beautiful, but when combined with her cold temperament and proud figure, it is really charming.

A girl like Hermione, who is still growing her body, is naturally a little more youthful, but she often loses a little less charm.

"I'm Hermione Granger, a student at Gryffindor House...... she replied subconsciously, before shaking her head again, "No, I mean to say - you're not from our school, are you?" How did you end up in this place at this point in time? ”

"Oh...... I'm afraid I can't tell you that," Miriam explained calmly, ruffling her windswept hair back of her head, "All I can say is that I'm staying at Hogwarts, and your Headmaster, Minerva McGonagall, knows about it. ”

"Really?"

Hermione looked Miriam up and down suspiciously, not knowing whether she should believe it or not.

"That'...... Why did you come to the top of the tower so late? Even if you can't sleep and want to look at the stars, you have to pick a sunny day, right? ”

Of course, she was very reasonable.

After all, even she was only wandering in the corridors of the castle in the dark, and she would never want to run outside in such a blizzard for no reason.

But I don't know if Hermione's words touched any of Miriam's nerves, but when she saw that the other party suddenly frowned, a trace of heaviness appeared in the corners of her eyes unconsciously.

On the other hand, Hermione seemed to be particularly sensitive because of Maca's quiet departure. So as soon as Miriam's expression changed slightly, her hand holding the handle of her wand tightened again.

It seems that as soon as the other party makes a move, she will immediately throw a spell with her backhand.

Soon, however, Miriam sighed softly. As soon as the inaudible sigh came out, it was violently swept away by the wind, so that Hermione could only find an unknown complication on her face.

"It's nothing," Miriam said slowly, "I just somehow suddenly woke up to a chaotic nightmare, and then I felt as if I had inadvertently lost something important...... I couldn't sleep anymore, so I just wanted to calm myself up. ”

"Lost something important?"

Hermione repeated her words in a daze, and in a trance, she couldn't help but feel a little empathetic in her heart.

"Hmm."

Miriam replied casually, but smiled self-deprecatingly the next.

"No, if I have to say, what 'important' do I have to lose?"

Most of the only childhood friends she once had were dead, and Grandpa Raven, who raised her, was a complete disappointment to her. Now, she was literally nothing, and what could be so uneasy for her?

She originally planned to find a place to guard Asaph's grave and grow old silently after asking Maca to help her recover Asaph's body.

In this way, she can not only live up to the Asaph who once sacrificed her life to cover herself, but also be able to see this colorful world for a few more years on behalf of Asaph, so that she herself is very satisfied.

It's just that the inexplicable uneasiness and anxiety at that time seemed so strong. makes people like her, who have never believed in hunches very much, feel that something is wrong.

“…… I felt as if something bad was really happening. ”

After a few moments, Miriam added deliberately.

But let's be honest, the last thing Hermione can hear right now is the "bad thing".

The thought that Maca was leaving tonight made her mind at all. And now, when I heard Miriam say this, the attention that was finally distracted was instantly dragged back to the original starting point.

Forcibly pressing down on the knot in her heart, Hermione rubbed her cheeks, which were a little painful from the cold.

"Since you're a guest, it doesn't matter, there are actually quite a few guests these days. But it's so late now, and it's so cold outside, you might as well go back to your room and continue sleeping......"

At this point, she paused for a moment and added: "...... Well, the corridors and stairs in the castle are a bit complicated, where is your room? I can send you there. ”

Although Hermione had somewhat believed Miriam's claims, it would be more reassuring to confirm the exact location.

Of course, it is normal for a statement like Hermione to come up on the spur of the moment, even if it is rejected outright. But for Miriam, she nodded quickly.

"Oh, that's fine! Then I'm sorry for you—well, Miss Granger? ”

"Just call me Hermione, please."

Hermione smiled, but most of her face was frozen and stiffened, so that the smile looked somewhat awkward.

From this point, some differences between the two can be seen. Because Miriam, who was standing much longer than Hermione in the ice and snow, still looked calm, as if she didn't feel the cold at all.

Hermione, who was shrinking her neck from the cold, finally noticed this as Miriam passed by her, calmly walking towards the stairs.

"What kind of spell was used? Or did you drink some potion? She said with some confusion, "Not like it?" ”

As she pondered, Hermione quickly followed.

Unfortunately, she thought that even if the other party really lived at Hogwarts, he should only be arranged in the guest room in the main castle. To get from here to there, you only need to go down the stairs twice and go through a few corridors.

But she didn't expect that Miriam's room was actually on the side of the sub-fort, where most of it was vacant!

Since the main and secondary forts were connected to each other only by the corridor behind the foyer on the first floor, they had to go down from the tower to the lowest floor, and then all the way through the main fort to reach the secondary fort area.

Seriously, it's been rare for Hermione to have traveled this far since she entered Hogwarts!

The two of them walked one after the other, and after passing through some of the corridors they were most familiar with on weekdays, the light around them seemed to become more and more scarce as they stepped into the less visited area.

It is said that long ago, when Hogwarts was at its peak in student numbers, the Vice-Fort was also used as a place of instruction.

Most of the time, though, the secondary fort, which is about half the size of the main fort, is almost never visited.

Therefore, a place like this, which is not occupied and is located inside the entire castle, is the best place for some sensitive people to hide.

That's why Maca let Miriam and Ahaz live directly in the secondary fort.

“…… This is it, right? ”

It took a while for Hermione to find a dusty door, as Miriam had described. It looks a little old everywhere, but since the house-elves don't leave it unattended, it's just as clean as the main fort.

"Hmm...... Do you really live here? She couldn't help but hesitate.

"I know you might think I'm suspicious, but it's true." Miriam reached out and pushed the door open, but didn't make any unnecessary noise.

Ahaz's room was not far away, and she still wanted to keep the slightly annoying "little one" from waking up.

"If you're not sure, please come in and sit down! You can see as you like, I didn't bring any personal belongings with me that I couldn't see. ”

Hermione, after only a moment's hesitation, walked decisively into the room. And as Miriam walked by her, she secretly tucked her wand back into her sleeve under the cover of her body.

As Miriam said, there really wasn't much to doubt in this room. In particular, there are small details and traces of daily life everywhere.

"Sit down, I'll make you a pot of cocoa, I think you're frozen to death!"

As she spoke, Miriam walked over to the fireplace, and drew her wand and lit the firewood inside. It didn't take long for the orange fire to quickly raise the temperature in the room, and a warmth gradually dispelled the coldness of Hermione's body.

Not long after, when a steaming cup of hot cocoa was delivered to her hand, the warmth that was enough to melt people's hearts immediately made Hermione breathe a sigh of relief.

But in the next moment, the special smell of the steam rising from the cup made Hermione suddenly stunned.

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