While Harry was making his stance and determination clear to Ginny's ex-boyfriend, Michael Corner, they barely noticed an acquaintance passing by across the street. And even if Ginny glanced at it inadvertently, she was distracted by Harry's declaration in the next moment, and in the blink of an eye, she forgot all about the strange picture she had seen.

Of course, it is strange to say that it is actually only a part of the people in the know who are surprised by this. Because it was the rare combination of Hermione and Luna who were passing by on the other side of the crowd at that time.

Right now, Luna was walking in front of her, her brisk steps showing her happy mood at the moment. Seriously, she had wanted to find a real friend for a long time, and Hermione, who had always been straightforward in dealing with people and everything, was undoubtedly a good friend to be.

Luna is sometimes naïve, her heart is pure, and she always simply likes something mysterious and interesting. She can take creatures that don't necessarily exist as if they were real, and use her imagination to paint them out as they might be.

But naivety doesn't mean stupid, and Luna isn't stupid. On the contrary, sometimes her purity even makes her know how to listen to the voices of others more than ordinary people.

So, she feels very happy today. Because she felt that maybe from today onwards, she and Hermione would be able to become truly good friends. As for why......

Who knows? She just had this hunch, nothing more.

But compared to the innocent and happy Luna, Hermione, who followed behind her in silence, was much more distressed. She specially invited Luna to Hogsmeade yesterday, and she really made a lot of determination.

Yes, she wanted to take advantage of Maca's absence at Hogwarts to have a good chat with Luna. She wondered what kind of feelings this seemingly carefree girl had for Maca.

Many of her classmates have mentioned Luna behind her back, calling her "Loony" because they all think Luna Lovegood is a strange girl who can't figure it out. But what is the reason for this strange, even inconspicuous crazy girl, that makes Maca willing to stay by her side quietly?

Looking at Luna's erratic steps in front of her, Hermione looked a little confused.

On the way from Hogwarts to here, she didn't have to say anything about it. But after a long and incomprehensible conversation, she only felt that she couldn't figure out the other party's personality even more.

"Luna, where are you going first?"

After following her for a while, Hermione realized that it was time to go to Hogsmeade Station, so she had to ask.

"Screaming shack," Luna said in her dreamy voice, without looking back, "I've been there many times, but I've never found the entrance. But Maca told me that he said that the screaming shack has an entrance...... Hermione, you're very smart, and I think you'll be able to help me find its entrance. ”

"Screaming shacks?"

Of course Hermione knew about the dusty snow cabin. Rumor has it that it is a haunted haunted mansion inhabited by a red-eyed ghost who can touch entities and will capture and torture people on a moonlit night. This rumor is so famous that the inhabitants of Hogsmeade know it, and many even say that they have heard the roars and sorrows of midnight.

Today, the house without doors and windows has become a place that young wizards must visit when they first visit Hogsmeade Village, and it can be said that it is quite famous.

But what does that have to do with Hermione? She wasn't interested in the sensational rumors, nor did she want to know if there was a vicious ghost hiding inside. Rather than looking for an entrance, she would rather go to the Three Broomsticks Bar and have a cup of mellow butterbeer.

However, she had planned to accompany Luna for a walk today. At least before she started asking more personal questions, she felt that she should relax with Luna, which might help open her guards.

"It's a fun and welcoming place, and there's something touching about the past," Maka said. Luna turned her back on her hands in front of her, taking her steps as she spoke, "But he didn't tell me how to get in, so I've been trying to find a way to get in." ”

"Yes...... Is it? Hermione said faintly in the back, "Since he knows, why don't you ask him directly?" I think if you ask him, he'll tell you. ”

"No, that's not interesting." Luna suddenly turned around and whispered like a song, "The process of hard work will give the greatest value to the result." ”

She said as she stepped back with her hands down. The sun hanging diagonally in the air opposite her silently sprinkled dazzling golden light, making her eyes squint slightly.

In her eyes, Hermione, shrouded in sunlight, had only an indistinct outline; In Hermione's eyes, she was illuminated by the sun, and the long pale blonde hair behind her faintly exuded a wonderful halo.

As mentioned before, Hogsmeade Village is indeed not large. It wasn't long before Hermione saw the shack on the edge of the village.

Because of Maca, Hermione didn't know much about the secrets buried in the shack. She knew a few stories about Lupin, but she hadn't heard of what had happened in the screaming shack with Lupin, Sirius, Harry's father, James Potter, and the stinking mouse Peter.

Well, looking at the shack from afar, she didn't feel much at it.

"Oh, we're here." Luna finally stopped.

This is already a relatively remote part of the village, and even if there are more Hogsmodri people now, it seems a little deserted. Maybe when school starts next year, a new batch of third-graders will come to visit, but that's definitely not now.

As Luna slowly stopped beside the street, Hermione followed her. The two stared at the old shack at a leisurely pace, one with curiosity in his eyes, the other with some absent-mindedness.

The Screaming Shack was a place that everyone had unknowingly appeared, and no one knew who had built it, which made the rumor even more mysterious. But to be honest, the scenery here is pretty good.

Against the backdrop of the dense evergreen grove behind it, the shacks look surprisingly harmonious, even though they look rather old. A thick layer of snow crept around it and on top of it, making it look like a big cake of dust.

"Huh?"

Hermione casually looked around the shack and stumbled upon a small, inconspicuous stone tablet. It was placed at the edge of the snowy forest, about ten paces away from the screaming shack, and it looked a little lonely and monotonous.

"It's a tombstone," Luna said suddenly, seemingly noticing Hermione's gaze, "Maka said, it has its own story. ”

Hermione thought for a moment, lifted her leg and walked over there.

When she got closer, she realized that it really looked like a tombstone. It was embedded in the ground, and the snow was half-covered, covering it almost halfway. If she hadn't happened to see the different colors just now, she might not have noticed.

She crouched down and swept the snow aside, only to find that there wasn't even a word on the tombstone.

"Is this really a tombstone?" Hermione muttered to herself, confused.

But when she thought about it, she realized that her suspicions seemed unnecessary. Since Maca had said that to Luna, it was supposed to be a tombstone—Maca rarely said something uncertain.

A shack rumored to be haunted, plus a nameless tombstone...... It's as if they're proving something to each other, and people will unconsciously care a little about it.

After looking left and right, Hermione straightened up again and continued to scan the surrounding scene.

She looked a little aimless, because she had no intention of finding an entrance in the first place. But Luna had already circled the shack, looking at it little by little, as if she was afraid that she would miss some clue.

Listening to what she had said before, she must have been here many times before, either with Maca or by herself...... Don't you get tired of it so many times?

Hermione waited at the tombstone for a moment, but her mind began to ponder what to ask Luna for a moment. But as time passed, she realized that Luna had no intention of stopping.

To be honest, she couldn't help it.

But as soon as she took a few steps to Luna's side, she suddenly felt a jerk under her feet, and she threw herself into the snow before she could react.

Fortunately, the snow on the ground was thick enough, and the fall did not hurt.

"What's that?"

Because the feeling she could feel under her feet just now was really different, in addition to slippery, she could definitely feel an inexplicable coldness, which made her shiver after falling to the ground.

Hermione sat on the ground and stretched out her feet, kicking a few indiscriminately, and suddenly a touch of blue intent was exposed in the snow. The blue and white glow of the sun was familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere.

She quickly stood up and tugged with her foot a few more times, only to find that it was a very solid piece of ice. The ice was small as if it had been plated on the surface, and when Hermione swept away the snow, it stood out on the dry ground.

"It's ......" Hermione frowned slightly, a look of contemplation on her face.