The next afternoon, after a few quick bites of food, Hermione sneaked out of the auditorium with Harry and Ron's blessings to prepare. At this moment, her schoolbag was as light as a feather for the first time, and in order to smoothly stuff the invisible cloak that she didn't look very small, she even had to reluctantly take out the "Ecology, Distribution, and Status of the Various Elf Groups" that she had been studying recently. This made her look particularly bored during her lunch break.

But there was no way around it, time was of the essence, and if she had to go back to the dorm with Harry to get the Cloak of Invisibility after eating, there would be no way to guarantee that she would still see the shadows of Salph and Luna when she reappeared in the Great Hall. Ever since Brandy's ghost had gone to Beauxbatons, the two girls seemed to have lost the only reason to spend so long in the crowd, and they had less and less time to eat in the auditorium.

And once they were to disappear from their sight, it would be terrible. Hermione turned into the nearest bathroom, thinking to herself that she didn't have the spare time to run errands in the castle in the invisibility cloak to find these two elusive guys, and if she had to do so, she would definitely choose to wait in the Ravenclaw common room.

locked the door of the cubicle and began to put on the invisibility cloak on her body, every time she wore the invisibility cloak, she was two or three people together, huddled in it and followed the people in front of her little by little. But now it's different, she doesn't have to worry about her body being exposed.

As soon as she entered the bathroom, Miss Pansy Parkinson, who was scratching her head in the mirror of the sink, was shocked to find that the empty cubicle behind her was creaking open, and the sound of contrived footsteps echoed in the quiet room, and then the screwed faucet next to her slowly spun on its own. A bone-chilling snap slid down her thick neck and down her back.

So Parkinson stared at him for a moment, and let out a long, terrible scream, which was really strange, but his body shook more than the sexy girls who danced belly dances on TV, and then she rolled her eyes and fell to the ground limply. This made the initiator laugh and bend over, and the effect of a few drops of cold water sprinkled on her neck was really unexpectedly good.

Carefully weaving her way through the crowd of students, Hermione returned to the Great Hall and easily found Sarve and Luna at the Ravenclaw table full of students—not only because they stood out in the corner seats, but also because their behavior was particularly eye-catching.

Under the somewhat disdainful gaze of the students around her, Luna propped up a small bag, and Sarf was sweeping away a plate of baked potato chops into the bag like a leaf in the autumn breeze, and occasionally grabbed a fried fish and threw it into her baggy school bag. There was a muffled murmur from the bag, followed by an eerie twist a few times. Sarf gently patted the bag on it, and the bag fell silent immediately.

The two of them muttered under their mouths, and Luna was shaking her head at Sarph as she tried to show her the cloth bag that was about to fill up. And even so, Sarf's big eyes, still shining, looked like she wanted to take the whole table away.

Hermione's mouth was wide open for a long time, as if she had just seen a fleeting silver-gray head in Sharve's seemingly empty school bag. Oh my God, first-grade Ravenclaw has a day's class, does she usually have Yale in her school bag?!

Curious, he approached them to see what was in Sarf's bag. But there were still two or three meters away from Salve, and Salva and Luna raised their heads in unison, and their two little heads looked in their direction vigilantly, which startled Hermione. But while she was still wringing her hands to make excuses, Hermione saw the two of them look at each other in a confused look - she realized that it wasn't that they had seen through the disguise of the invisibility cloak, but that the two guys' instincts had always been too good.

Sure enough, after being vigilant for a while, the two girls who were as sensitive as small animals decisively ruled out the possibility of danger around them, turned around relaxedly, stood up from the table, picked up their schoolbags and carried them, and ran out hand in hand. A fish bone was thrown out of Sarve's school bag, which reaffirmed the root cause of Yale's belly loss for a year.

That's a lot of fun.

Hermione had heard Brandi complain to her about Sarve's grades in her basic classes, and had done some research on her, and she had been keenly aware that, despite the horrific spells and transfiguration, Zarve's scores in other subjects were so high that she couldn't even surpass them.

In astronomy and botany classes, she and she had full marks and couldn't be compared, even if they listened to Du Ping, Sha Erfu had been excellent in her homework in Potions class seven times in a row! Not even a mean and unreasonable person like Snape could find fault with Shaw's homework, including typos. The only regret for Ravenclaw's classmates is that Shaw seems to be very timid, and has never answered the professor's questions in class, otherwise, Ravenclaw's current standings would definitely not be as simple as third.

Coupled with the fact that she had never seen Sharf in the castle after eight o'clock in the evening, except for a limited number of dinners, Hermione had always thought she was a better boy than she was.

But the half of the fish bone broke Hermione's original impression of her, and it would be too bizarre to say that Sarva usually carried a cat in her schoolbag to listen to lectures in the classroom. A Muggle wizard who has just arrived at Hogwarts to receive a magical education can complete all of his written assignments without taking notes or even bringing a textbook......

There must be something wrong with this, and quietly following behind the two, Hermione firmed her attitude.

Their goal was very clear, and the two of them walked in the direction of the castle gate without looking back, as if they were going out no matter how they looked. Since it was meal time, I also met a few first-grade Ravenclaw girls who rushed to the auditorium to eat on the way, but they stopped the two of them with a wicked smile, and it seemed that they didn't just want to say hello to these two little guys who chatted all day and couldn't chat.

"Good afternoon, Luna, Sarf. You have stolen from the table and eaten. ”

The stealing word was pronounced loud and clear, but Luna didn't care much about it. She tilted her head and stared hard at the ill-intentioned girls, her gaze seeming to pass through their bodies, as if she were looking at the scenery behind them.

"It's not us who eat," she said in a trance, "we're going to find the Weasel, which has just come through the winter, and might starve without food... Are you going to help? ”

"Listen to the Weasel? Forget it, Luna. The girls looked at each other and laughed. You're lying again, and everyone knows that you two have been secretly feeding those wild cats and dogs that have escaped from the woods lately, and there are some ugly bastards. ”

"Your mind is not friendly, so every time you get close, it hides." Luna still said flatly, completely unaware of the provocative meaning of this sentence. "It's definitely real."

The atmosphere cooled down, and the girl opposite made a straight face.

"Say we're not in the right mind? Oh, I don't know who did all the stealing things, not only did he steal food a lot, but he also cheated on a Charms class test the other day - the flames generated by the fire spell are not golden! You must have used some magic weapon at that time, and you must have felt better when it comes to the final exam. ”

Golden?

Hermione, who was hiding in the shadows, was taken aback, it was true that ordinary fire charms could not emit golden flames, but that did not mean that they could not in all cases. At least I used a similar fire last year when I was dealing with the big mushroom under the trapdoor......

However, that's the effect that can only be produced by using the super magic prefix. He drank the awakening potion in the seven seals to barely meet the conditions, so why did Luna, who had never entered the treasure house, go? Moreover, Who told her the supermagic prefix, Brandi?

On the other side, the girl's yin and yang sarcasm continued. "It's a shame for us to be crazy for a day, Sarf, stay away from her as soon as possible, otherwise you will be ruined by her sooner or later."

The petite Sarf cowered behind the equally petite Luna, shaking her head weakly but firmly, and her hand holding Luna seemed to be tighter. So the girl snorted coldly and led her friends past them.

"By the way, mad girl, when I was just wandering around the lake, I seemed to see a pair of leather shoes hanging from the trees on the shore, I wonder if it was the pair you lost two days ago. I'm just kindly reminding you - ouch! ”

As if tripped over something invisible, the girl who had already walked into the distance swooped forward and fell to the flat clearing with a pop. Covering his forehead, he looked at the empty floor suspiciously.

Tsk, that's retribution.

Hermione thought happily and took her feet back as if nothing had happened. When he saw the shoe on the tree, he immediately realized that Luna had lost it, and he could understand with his toes how the shoe had been thrown on the branch.

Hermione didn't like Luna very much, as she was the opposite of herself, and it seemed ridiculous to Hermione to make a big decision based on animal instinct rather than evidence. Not to mention the flawed "Singing and Singing" released by her family, which is good to use as a joke......

But that doesn't mean she'll want to see Luna being bullied and indifferent. Hermione herself had a big problem with communication, she knew very well what it was like to be treated indifferently by everyone, and in fact she was about the same as Luna when she started her first year - except for Brandi's stupid and the always heartless Parvati, almost everyone would call her Miss Jack-of-all-trades with malicious intentions, few would want to talk to her, and when Ron called himself a nightmare, the feeling of loneliness and grievance was really not pleasant.

So Hermione had always been grateful to the troll who ran to the women's bathroom, which gave her a few more good friends who lived and died together.