As the Christmas holidays drew away, it snowed twice more at Hogwarts, and the meadows were covered with snow, and very few students were willing to come out at this time, preferring to stay in the warm castles, and for the students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, their castles were horse-drawn carriages and boats.

"What have you been up to lately? You can't always let Fabian pretend to be Krum, right? ”

Daphne sat on the couch by the fireplace, and what was once the cabin of the Krum ship was now a daily activity room for several people, and almost every morning Daphne would come spontaneously to have breakfast and stay all day.

On the contrary, Ning An, who was already living in the cabin, often disappeared without a tail, so he had to let Fabian drink the compound decoction and pretend to be Krum to hide people's eyes.

Daphne sat on the couch on her knees, looked at the sneering Ning An, and noticed an extra ring on his hand, which was a rather beautiful silver ring, with a dark green snake engraved on the top, and a letter on the snake's head, which seemed to be "A"

She frowned, she hadn't seen this ring a few days ago, could it be a magic prop from Ning An's recent work? Somewhat strange, Daphne took a deep breath, took a deep breath, and continued:

"It's the second project in a few days, you don't want to be out of sight then, you don't want Fabian to participate for you, do you?"

Ning An scratched his head and hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I have a way." ”

In fact, he really had the intention of letting Fabian participate in his place, but Daphne had already said so, so he was embarrassed to continue.

During this time, they were almost dating Hermione, and the two of them had traveled all over the Forbidden Forest, Hogsmeade, other Muggle villages around the school, and even the streets of London, and they couldn't wait to be together every day.

It wasn't until Daphne talked about it today that he realized that the vacation was coming to an end, and when Hogwarts resumed classes, he probably wouldn't be able to ask Hermione to come out every day.

Thinking of this, Ning An sighed, now he was no longer interested in the Triwizard Tournament or anything, but it was more attractive to go out on a date with Hermione.

Daphne also sighed, looking at Ning An's eyebrows with an indissoluble sorrow, she reached into her arms, took out a glass bottle from the black robe, and threw it to Ning An

"No, we got the blood you ordered."

Ning An caught the glass bottle, and the scarlet blood was swaying in it, but it wasn't too much, only a shallow small half bottle.

"Shouldn't it be enough?"

Daphne was a little worried, she had seen the other vials that Ning An had collected, and they were all full.

"Enough, enough—"

Ning An nodded happily, he had half-lazily handed over the work of collecting the blood of the good ones to Daphne and them, anyway, it was more convenient for them to move around at Hogwarts than on his own, but he didn't expect to get them so quickly.

"How did you get it?"

Daphne shrugged her shoulders, and when she saw that Ning An said that the amount of blood was fine, she poured back into the sofa, took a piece of gummies from the table casually, put it in her mouth and said:

"Fabian gave him a cruel blow, that's the boy you talked about earlier, what's it called?" As she spoke, she tilted her head to Fabian, with whom Daphne had become acquainted these days.

"Neville? Longbottom, "

Fabian? Ludwig's muffled voice rang out, and he sat on the other side of the couch reading a book, rarely interjecting when Ning An and Daphne were talking.

"And Miss Daphne, I just bumped into him."

"Yes, it hit it," Daphne smiled and chewed the candy in her mouth, looked at Ning An and said with a smile: "I broke my nose and bled non-stop, thanks to me using Transfiguration to turn the bottle into a tissue, you honestly, it's not easy, right?" ”

Speaking of this, Daphne paused again and confirmed to Ning An: "It's okay to have nosebleeds, right?" Does not affect the magic effect? ”

Ning An carefully put the glass bottle into his small box, and didn't bother to look up and explain, "It's okay, in fact, only a few drops are enough, and I guess it must be a very good transfiguration, Daphne." ”

With a thumbs up at her, Daphne sat down with her tui crossed, covered her legs with her skirt, and gathered her robe, although the fireplace was burning in the room, it was still a little cool.

After a while, as if she had suddenly thought of something, she asked again:

"What exactly is the second project? Do you already know the secret of the golden egg? ”

Ning settled down, looked at Daphne, and thought to himself that since the second project was to take away the most important person of the warriors, then according to the current situation, it seemed that the most important person next to 'Krum' was undoubtedly Daphne, they stayed together every day, and she was his Christmas dance partner......

"Ahem-" Clearing his throat, Ning An felt that it would be okay to make a deal with Daphne

"I think they're going to tie you up to the bottom of the Black Lake."

"What!?"

Daphne jumped up from the sofa all of a sudden, and then suddenly realized that Ning An was sitting on the floor looking at her, and this angle happened to see the scenery under the skirt, so she hurriedly covered her skirt and sat down again, in fact, she was wearing thick black stockings, and Ning An couldn't see anything.

"The second project is to take the most important people of the warriors and let them go to the rescue, so ......"

Ning An was a little abrupt when he said this, in fact, he now felt that maybe Dumbledore should kidnap Hermione was the real wise choice.

Hearing this, Daphne couldn't help but clasp her hands together, pressed them to her knees, and asked with a pretended calm, "So?" ”

"So you're the most important person in Krum, so far...... So I think I'm going to kidnap you. ”

"I'm the most important person in 'Krum'......"

Daphne whispered a silent sentence, her tone was full of disappointment, then she raised her head suddenly, glanced at Ning An hatefully, and then leaned back on the sofa with her arms clenched and stopped talking.

Ning An thought that she was worried about safety, so she hurriedly said: "But you can rest assured, how could Dumbledore let the Triwizard Tournament kill someone, he will let those 'kidnappers' take care of you." ”

Daphne still didn't speak, just snorted softly, Ning An couldn't figure out where he had offended her, and he didn't dare to say anything else for some reason, the woman was really strange, he couldn't help but think of Hermione again, sometimes Hermione seemed to be like this, asked himself something, and then suddenly became unhappy.

***

Hermione was in the warm Gryffindor common room, the cashmere blanket was spread on her knees, the flames in the stove were jumping jubilantly, and on her knees was a book called "Knitting Magic", she was holding a wand in her hand, waving it gently like a conductor, and in front of her two long sweater pins were wrapped in adventure, floating in the air, intertwined and spun into a small piece of clothing.

"Whew, it doesn't seem to be difficult...... Stop, Crook Hill, don't play with that line. ”

The big ginger cat, interested in Hermione's knitting sweater, bo/play back and forth on the ground, rolling the yarn farther and farther away.

"Alright, come—"

She lowered her wand, and the two mao pins landed on her lap, and she reached out and grabbed Crookhill by the neck and placed it on the other side of the couch, and Hermione rearranged the strings.

"Maybe I should start with a scarf first?" She looked at the small piece of clothing that had been woven with a long effort, and she was a little hesitant.

What if winter is over and her sweater hasn't been knitted yet? Class is coming up in a few days, and there may not be much time to knit.

Will it be given to Ning'an as a Christmas gift next year? Hermione subconsciously shook her head, turned the pages of the book again, and pondered, if it was woven into a scarf, Ning An should also look good in it, yes, he looked good in whatever he wore.

Imagining Ning An wrapping around the scarf she had knitted herself, Hermione couldn't help blushing, but a cold snort came from her ears

"Hmph-"

Ron came out of the boys' dorm room and happened to see Hermione blushing and smirking, Hermione glanced at him, pretending not to hear, since he had rejected Ron's invitation to the prom, the two of them had been in this state.

Hermione could understand Ron's vague emotion, but she didn't intend to accept it in the first place, and now that she has become Ning An's girlfriend, she naturally won't allow this relationship to exist.

But the embarrassing thing is that Ron is also one of her best friends, and the change in the relationship is not simply embarrassing to describe, Hermione also tries to ease the relationship between the two and return to the level of friends, but Ron does not seem to appreciate it, or rather, he is still angry that Hermione rejected him and made him lose face.

Sighing, Hermione could only hope that the passage of time would heal it all.

"Good morning, Hermione—"

"Good morning, Harry."

Naturally, it was Harry who came after Ron, and although he was caught between his two best friends and was sometimes a little embarrassed, he gradually found a way to communicate in this strange state, that is, what to do.

Greeting Hermione didn't affect him talking to Ron, and he could ask Hermione questions after chatting with Ron, all of which didn't affect him, except that the two of them didn't communicate, everything was the same as before.

"You look terrible, Harry." Hermione closed the book that taught people to knit sweaters with magic, cleaned up the sweater needles and threads on her legs a little, looked at Harry with some concern, and said:

"There's still time before the second project, enough for you to figure out how to survive underwater."

After she returned from her date with Ning An, she told Harry how to find the secret of the golden egg, and they found a large wooden basin, filled it with water, and put the golden egg in it, Harry also dived his head in, and then heard the song of the prompt:

"Look for us, where our voices sounded......

…… After an hour of searching for and retrieving the object we took, there was no hope, it was completely gone, never to be seen.

A riddle, as Hermione easily guessed, was that the underwater singing creature was most likely a merfolk, and it was also possible that Harry's mission had something to do with it.

But in any case, at least the time limit was an hour, and the venue was supposed to be underwater, which meant that Harry was going to be underwater for so long.

"It's easy to say, but what to do......" Harry's face was full of worry.

Sadness doesn't stop the time from ticking, and the Christmas holidays are fast behind and Hogwarts is busy again, with teachers preparing for the next event in the Final Three and students moving from classroom to class.

The grassland was covered with a thick layer of snow, pure as a piece of white jade, the ground was very cold, but the sun in the sky was still bright, if the sun continued like this for a while, I am afraid that the snow would melt after a while.

Hermione is probably the busiest person in the whole of Hogwarts, and many professors are not even as busy as her, not to mention academically, in addition to completing every course and a lot of extracurricular knowledge, she also has to help Harry find a way to breathe underwater, which makes her spend almost all of her spare time in the library, although it is usually the same......

When she returned to the lounge in the evening, she had to spend a short time before bedtime to complete her first knitwear with her newly learned childish technique, and she had decided to change her sweater into a scarf, which greatly accelerated the progress, and if she didn't take into account the trick-or-treating of Crookshan, she would probably be able to finish it in February.

In this way, she and Ning An have a lot less time to get together, so they have to secretly date every weekend, and they can't stay together every day, but it makes the two cherish the short time even more, and they can't wait to be together every moment on the weekend.

Under their fir tree, Ning An built a small cabin, which was easy to do with magic, and in order not to be discovered by Hagrid when he patrolled, he also put a loyalty spell on it, and it became a castle for both of them.

Every weekend, they light a small fire in the house, wrap themselves in blankets, hug each other and lean against each other, even if they don't speak, they will feel satisfied and warm, Hermione will often fall asleep unconsciously by Ning An like this, every time she wakes up, she will regret it a lot, time always passes quickly in her sleep, which seems to be wasting rare time with Ning An.

"Don't poke me ......"

Hermione squinted, slapped Ning An's fingers away, and then quietly shrank back to the boy, rolling up the edge of the stall covering her body, and the warmth was immediately retained.

"By the way, do you know of any way to survive underwater?"

Hermione wanted to ask Ning An this question several times, but she forgot about it because she was only listening to him when she was with him.

"Huh? I know—" Ning An smiled lightly, and guessed that it was Harry who was embarrassed by the second project, and he didn't sell it, he hugged Hermione in his arms, and said softly:

"There are many ways to do this, such as turning your head into a submarine—ahhh

The lower abdomen seemed to have been bitten by something, and the pain made Ning An gasp, it was Hermione screwing him, and he hurriedly changed his words:

"No kidding, no kidding—haven't you heard of gill sacs?"

"Gill sac grass?" Hermione frowned, she hadn't looked it up in the books.

"Take a handful and you'll be able to grow gills and flippers, and then you can swim and breathe underwater."

"Where did you see that?"

Hermione glanced at Ning An happily and a little jealously, this boy always knew something she didn't know, which made her like it at the same time, but she was also unwilling, you must know that she had always regarded Ning An as her opponent.

"Jane, I've read more books than you've walked, haha."

Of course, this was a joke, in order to prevent Hermione from pinching him again, Ning An hurriedly wrapped her arms around her and took her into his arms, and the laughter of the two of them came from the cabin, which was connected with the "crackling" sparks.