"Ron!" Gerf frowned when he heard Ron's words. "It's none of www.biquge.info Slytherin in general, it's just Draco's own personal actions. The reason for this is only because of his personal character problems. There is no need to rise to the level of the academy. ”

"Remember! Everything needs to be distinguished, and the actions of individuals do not represent the actions of the whole group. ”

There was a hint of sternness in Jelf's words.

"It's... Mr. Ron replied tremblingly.

"But... Allow me to call you that, Jelf. Harry thought for a moment and said, "I think I still have to go, although what you said is a possibility, but I still think I have to go." Otherwise, I just missed the appointment because I thought he couldn't go, so what difference would I have with Malfoy? ”

Beautiful answer, the three views are very positive.

After hearing Harry's answer, Jelf had to look at Harry a little impressed.

It seems that the protagonist of the plane still has a lot of merit, at least this spirit of Harry, which Gerf recognizes.

If Harry had kept that mindset, it could have been a big deal.

Although the cultivation of magic is important, the behavior of the state of mind is equally important. This is just like those immortal cultivators in ancient times, simply cultivating mana without cultivating the Tao, even if the mana is high, it is easy for people to enter the demon path. That's why they have an unstable mentality.

Taoism is just as important as mana.

"Very well, since this is your decision, then I respect your decision." With that, Jelf pulled Hermione out of the way of Gryffindor.

"Jelf, why are you doing that! Did you know that their actions would cost Gryffindor points! Such a House Cup..."

When Harry and Ron went out, Hermione asked angrily.

"What does the Academy Cup have to do with me?" Jelph didn't even think about blurting it out, and Jelf's words made Hermione swallow all the sermons she had prepared for the rest of her mouth.

"Hermione, you've been a little strange lately, or you've been a little strange since you came to Gryffindor, what does it have to do with us if the House Cup is Gryffindor's? Do you really care about that victory? Do you really care about the House Cup? Jelf pulled Hermione in front of his eyes and stared at Hermione's beautiful brown pupils.

"I... I... I don't know—" Hermione's eyes began to dodge as she looked at Jelph's close face.

"Tell me what you're thinking?" However, Jelf didn't intend to leave it at that, and continued to ask. If you don't figure out this matter, Jelf is really a little unhappy, could it be that this is the inertia of the plot? Hermione, Ron, Harry's Audio-Technica? So what am I? Iron Quadrangles?! I don't admit that kind of thing! What is mine should be mine!

"I... I... I—" Hermione panicked, stammering that she couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time. Jerf had never said such a thing to himself so seriously.

"Don't rush, don't rush, take your time, take a deep breath, take a deep breath." Jelf's hand gently cupped Hermione's face, and his thumb scraped lightly to the sides. Trying to calm Hermione down.

Jelf's forehead rested lightly on Hermione's forehead, and when she felt the body temperature on Jerf's body, Hermione gradually calmed down.

"There are no secrets between us, do we?"

"I don't know, I really don't—" Tears slid down Hermione's eyes, but before they could fall, they were gently wiped away by Jelf's thumb.

"If it weren't for me, Jelf wouldn't have come to Gryffindor... You should go to Ravenclaw. It's all because of me, because I didn't use Jelf to get here... I know, I know. They all say you don't belong to Gryffindor, you deserve to belong to the good Ravenclaw. ”

Red eyes, choked voice. Hermione's words had been in her heart for a long time, and at this moment it was like a dam bursting its embankment.

"Little fool... What are you thinking? Jelf's gentle words rang in Hermione's ears, and Hermione's tear ducts raced again.

Gryffindor? Ravenclaw? Slytherin? The reason I'm here is because you're here.

"I, I just want to, I just want to show them that Gryffindor is no worse than the other houses, I just want to tell them with the facts that Gelf is the right choice!" Hermione's tone began to harden.

"Hermione, you're so stupid and cute." Jelf stared at Hermione and suddenly laughed.

This is the Hermione I remember, a little strong, a little proud, but sometimes stupid.

What a stupid chick.

"Jelf, what are you laughing at! I'm serious! This coquettish voice sounded so moving to Jelf.

Jelf made a sudden motion that caused Hermione's whole body to freeze in place.

Jelf's lips snapped over and he gently pecked Hermione on the face to snatch a crystal tear away.

The tears were supposed to be bitter and astringent, but at the moment the teardrop was sweet for Jelf.

Hermione had this thought because she cared about herself from the bottom of her heart.

Very happy... Really happy...

"I'm serious, Hermione, too." Jelf looked at the red and slightly swollen circles under his eyes with some distress.

"Why care what other people think? For me, you're the only one who cares..."

Hermione's entire face turned red.

It's like a ripe apple, and you can't help but want to go up and take a bite.

"It's so cute." Jerph's Adam's apple squirmed, and a sentence suddenly popped up in his brain.

Hermione tried to avoid Jelf's burning gaze, but she forgot that her face was still holding Jelf's eyes.

The faces of the two were so close that they could reach each other if they were a little closer.

Hermione wanted to struggle but was a little reluctant, and there was still a hint of joy in her heart, and Hermione was very conflicted at the moment.

Smack...

A door to the boys' dorm room suddenly opened, and Neville stepped out of it in his baggy pajamas and a sky-blue puffer nightcap.

Then he looked at the scene in front of him with a confused expression.

Nevellon's view just happened to see Hermione's back, and Jelf's entire face seemed to be attached to the other's face.

Other words!

Jelf? Hermione! The two of them... Just like kissing?!

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Sir, I don't see anything. I really didn't see anything! Neville shouted, slamming the dorm room shut.

Like a frightened bunny, Hermione reflexively pushed Jelf away.

Jelf grimaced.

This damn big light bulb!

Jelf had forgotten that the location of the two of them was the common room.

It's understandable to be bumped into, it's just... Neville's behavior of getting up in the middle of the night to stir up good things is also drunk.

There was a chance to clean you up again, and Jelv took a small notebook in his mind and made a heavy note for Neville.

"Jelf... I didn't mean that—" Hermione whispered, pulling Ragerph's coat at the corner.

She was struggling with whether Jelf had misunderstood the act of pushing him away.

"I know, little fool." The index finger lightly touched Hermione's forehead.

"Hermione..."

“？”

"Let's go to the Forbidden Forest."

“！！！”

"It is said that looking at the starry sky in the Forbidden Forest is very beautiful, is the beautiful princess willing to go down with you to witness it?" Jelf suddenly crouched down and took Hermione's soft little hand and kissed it gently.

"Well, well, my prince." Hermione smiled sweetly at Jelf.

At this moment, all the knots in my heart have been untied...

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ps:Since I don't like it, then I'll have less of this kind of plot.,The rest is a regular plot!