Hermione glared helplessly at Roger, who had succeeded in prank, and guarded Ginny, who was in and out of a drunken state, but the little girl was getting more and more stable.

"Why, are you awake?" asked Hermione, concerned, expecting Ginny to fall asleep like Harry's two second-class wretches.

Ginny, however, didn't even look at Hermione, her brown eyes stared straight at Roger as if they were full of spring water, and her cheeks, red from drunkenness, seemed to be shy.

"I say, Roger—" The little girl leaned over with her hands crossed behind her back.

"What's wrong?" Roger glanced at her, "Want revenge?"

"Roger, you're a man... It's really dull. Standing in front of the object, Ginny leaned over and looked at the boy with her head slightly raised.

"Say something suddenly," Roger looked at the girl's blushing cheeks in confusion, "where am I sluggish." ”

"It's dull! because... No matter what I say, you don't even notice it. ”

"Poof..."Hermione next to her squirted out without swallowing a sip of wine.

“...... What?" The smile on Roger's face also froze directly: "What the hell are you talking about..."

"I've been thinking—" Ginny was still moving closer and closer to Roger, rubbing her head unnaturally and retreating.

“... Roger, you're a sluggish person, and no matter what I say, you can't convey my thoughts..."Her slightly squinted eyes revealed grief, "So I had to put it into action." ”

"......" Roger began to sweat on his head, and in a rare way, he shrank his head back.

"Hey, Ginny, are you..."Hermione, who was completely stunned, stretched out her hand to say something, but was interrupted by little Ginny, who had let it out.

"I can't help it!!" she shouted, "If I can't convey whatever I say, I might as well ......"

There was a soft "pop", and Roger had retreated to the wall, unable to hide.

At the same time, Ginny's soft and slightly cool palm also held Roger's chin in time, and with a slight force on the other hand, the boy sat down on the floor uncontrollably, her face slowly leaning over...

"Mother, let's see enough... Put it on me!!" gritted his teeth with resentment.

Her condescending face was hidden in the shadow of the light, her beautiful face was like a ghost, and the finger that hooked Roger's chin was so hard that it distorted the face of the thing. The other hand, which had been on the boy's shoulder, hooked back, took out a paper bag and threw it into the carry's arms.

"......" Hermione really wants to shout out MDZZ right now!

The paper bag had been opened, revealing a strange strip of cloth inside, the 'dress' that Roger had given them. Ginny was referring to the fact that the girl wanted them to wear this dress to the ball...

"No, no..."Roger obviously saw something in his arms: "Even if you say that, I always feel a little ...... wearing this"

Ginny squeezed the head of the thing between her palms one by one with both hands: "Oh, yes, yes." "It's hard to imagine that a girl's hand can burst blood vessels...

"That old lady will help you put on !!," the girl roared, her sinful palm grabbing the last remaining panties on Roger's body.

"Stop, stop! Didn't you just say you're wearing clothes!?" Roger fell to the ground, his fingers digging at the bricks under the carpet, and shouted loudly.

Things developed like this, Hermione no longer had any intention of getting involved, she nodded at Roger on the floor, "Come on Roger, I'll go first..."

However, Ginny, who was struggling with the boy's panties, suddenly raised her head when she heard the voice, and looked at Hermione's eyes with a sharp light: "It's Hermione's turn next!!"

"What!??'s business!!" The girl's eyes bulged out at once.

How could Roger not grasp this kind of opportunity? He didn't get up, just lying on the ground and crawling out of the dormitory with his hands and feet.

Hermione looked at it, suddenly came to her senses, and ran away as soon as she threw the cup in her hand. Ginny chased after her, leaving Luna alone with two drunken naked men in the boys' dormitory...

Roger and Hermione ran one after the other until they reached the requirement room downstairs before they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ginny is so manic... After only drinking a glass of wine, it suddenly changed to that state..."The two of them sat down with their backs against the door of the room of requirement, sighing with palpitations.

After saying this, the two glanced at each other, looked at each other's embarrassed appearance, and couldn't help laughing.

"I didn't expect Roger, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, to have such a time... Hahaha..."

"That means she's got my true biography! I'm so grateful!"

However, at this time, Ginny's manic roar suddenly came from outside the door: "Is it in there!? Get out of here!!"

Roger and Hermione immediately stopped talking, and they didn't stand up until there was no more movement outside the door, and their attention was focused on the responsive room. Even when Roger could see which room it was, he couldn't help but marvel at what he saw.

They stood in a room the size of a cathedral, not in any of the variations they had used in the room. The light from the torches around the high windows illuminated what looked like a city full of walls, made from objects hidden by generations of Hogwartsians.

The streets and alleys were littered with crumbling pieces of furniture, probably stuffed here to hide evidence of mistaken magic, or hidden by the house-elves who maintained the castle.

There were thousands of books, undoubtedly **, scribbled or stolen, winged slingshots and wolf's tooth saucers, a few of which still hovered limply over mountains of forbidden objects, some broken bottles containing solidified potions, hats, jewels, cloaks, something like a dragon of the dragon, a few gagged bottles with an evil glow, a diseased rusty sword and a bloodstained axe.

"Wow... Is there a room like this in the Room of Requirement?" Hermione looked at the magnificent 'buildings' around her, and walked towards the dusty books, "It looks like it's a special pile of waste. ”

"It's a room for hiding things, but it can't be denied that there's a lot of garbage here. Roger followed her into an alley among the treasures, looking around at what had been mentioned in the books.

After all, this is also hiding the lost crown of Loina, the founder of Ravenclaw Academy, which is one of the seven Horcruxes of Lao Fu.

Hermione stopped, she flipped through a book with a frayed cover and couldn't read her name, and Roger didn't wait for her, and walked forward on his own.