Hermione woke up when the light of dawn fell on her cheeks.

She rubbed her tousled hair, carefully got up from the bed, changed her clothes, went to the bathroom to wash, and when she came back, she met Emma, the owl who was staying outside the window, and opened the window to take a small cake and birthday card that Emma was holding.

She was a little happy.

There's nothing happier than waking up and receiving birthday wishes from your parents.

She wanted to share.

But looking back, the roommates hadn't woken up yet, which brought her back to reality in an instant: "What about waking up? They don't know it's my birthday, but they do......"

Hermione and her roommate were just classmates.

Not good friends yet.

She could actually see why, just like she had been in the Muggle world before: she was seen as haughty, show-off, always lecturing others, very rigid in her dogmatic school rules, and fond of making small reports - she had just had an unpleasant falling out with Harry and Ron the other day because of this.

Of course, there is a slight difference.

The reason lies with Ringo.

Ringo is the kind of boy that all girls like except for the Snake Courtyard.

Handsome;

Clever;

Courtesy;

Decisive ......

All the girls wanted to be close to him, but he only had a good relationship with himself in the same grade, and he sat together at dinner, and many little girls were very mindful of this and were very jealous......

For example, Lavender Brown in the same dormitory.

She deliberately sat next to Ringo on several occasions, but unfortunately Ringo only greeted her politely and continued to chat with herself, which must have made her very embarrassed.

Come to think of it.

Hermione sighed, she gave up on the idea of waking up her roommate to share a birthday cake.

Take out the birthday greeting card and read it silently:

To my dear Hermione,

Happy birthday, our Granger sweetheart, you're a 12-year-old kid from today, time flies, you were a little one before, but now you're so old, and you'll meet the boy you like in a while.

Actually, my mother thinks Xiao Lingo is good (crossed out).

Okay, don't listen to your mom's nonsense, and don't dislike this year's cake is a little small, Emma is too small, we're worried that it will be difficult to reach with a big cake, so there's only one small one, but it should be enough for you to share with your friends, you've met a lot of new friends, right? Alas, you don't write much to your family, but luckily little Shelby will send some pictures of you every week, and he said that you asked him to send them, but Dad knows that your smart little brain doesn't have these people in the world, so little Shelby shouldn't like you, right?

It's not the age to fall in love (crossed out).

Anyway, happy 12th birthday to Hermione, be sure to share the cake with your friends, and if you can, ask Shelby Jr. to take a few pictures.

- Love your mom and dad.

"Poof......

As if thinking of her parents scrambling to write greeting cards, Hermione couldn't help laughing, but with a smile, her eyes swept to her roommate who was looking at her blindfolded, her face suddenly darkened, she covered her mouth apologetically, put away the cake and greeting card, and walked out of the dormitory silently.

Who do you share the cake with?

It seems that only with Ringo.

But if there were only himself and Ringo in the photo, the family would definitely see the clue......

And......

Ringo......

He seems to have been busy with something in the last few days, and he hasn't been to the library with him for four or five days, and even if he eats, he leaves in a hurry.

And that's not all.

He is also very close to the female prefect of Ravenclaw, and there are even rumors that they are in a relationship.

Dad obviously didn't need to worry about anything.

We're just friends.

Ringo is so good, how can he like a little girl with unkempt hair and a commanding girl...... Yes, I'm too young, and I'm not old enough to fall in love.

Hermione comforted herself.

But for no reason, there was a slight bitterness in my heart.

She quickened her pace and wanted to hurry to the auditorium, where she hoped to meet Ringo, her best friend, who must have known that he had a birthday today......

She walked into the auditorium.

Just got in.

Then I heard a cheer:

"Happy Birthday!"

"So you have a birthday today! Haha, hurry up and take out the cake, I want to eat the cake! Preferably chocolate cake! ”

"No wonder you woke up so early today."

"What are you still doing? Come over here, happy birthday......"

“……”

For a moment, Hermione was stunned, great joy flowed from her heart down the veins to her whole body, her little mouth trembled slightly, showing the excitement in her heart, and then subconsciously opened to express her gratitude.

But the words were not spoken.

I found out that I got it wrong:

"Joseph, congratulations on your 13th birthday! Oh, this is my gift to you! ”

"This is mine!"

"I've prepared it for you, Bibi Duowei Bean, don't dislike it."

"I made a prop with my own hands......"

A yellow-haired boy was pulled into the middle of the crowd, and many seniors were celebrating his birthday, and the birthday greetings just now were apparently given to him.

"Not me." Hermione closed her little mouth.

Scratching his head pretending not to care, he walked through the crowd to where he usually sits, and searched around - Ringo didn't come.

It's still a quarter of an hour before it's time to eat.

She could only sit awkwardly at the empty table and watch the group of people next door noisily celebrate her birthday, sing birthday songs, give gifts, and divide the birthday cake......

"Is Granger right? Those who see it have a share, so let's eat a piece. The boy named Joseph gave a cake to everyone present, "It's my birthday today, I hope you are happy too." ”

Hermione stood up and took the cake.

Squeezed out a smile awkwardly: "Happy birthday to you...... Sorry, I didn't prepare a gift. ”

"Out of the way." Joseph waved his hand and left, "When you celebrate your birthday, give me a piece of cake too, and the gift is still exchanged." ”

"Thank you." Hermione sat back down.

Staring at the cake with a lonely look.

She wanted to tell Joseph that it was also her birthday, but she couldn't, just thought bitterly and amusefully that Joseph probably wouldn't be able to eat his birthday cake.

Would Ringo have made fun of me if he found out?

It's okay to joke.

Because he must be empathetic in comparison.

Ringo...... Why haven't you come yet?

Hermione faced the cake, waiting for her best friend to arrive, waiting for the auditorium to open, waiting for Percy's seniors to arrive, and waiting for Harry and Ron, the three of them avoided each other's eyes, after all, they had just been beaten up for a night trip and had a bad time.

— but didn't wait for Ringo.

"He probably stayed up late." Hermione comforted herself.

She gets in order.

Go to the library to study.

By the way, I am looking forward to lunch...... Then at noon, Ringo still did not appear, and no one even saw him for the whole afternoon.

"So ......"

"There's no doubt Ringo has something to do, and it's ......"

"He doesn't know ...... either"

When it was time for dinner, Hermione had lost even the last shred of anticipation.

She sat in her seat.

Looking at the empty Ringo's position.

Her face was slightly pale, but she hid it well, her fluffy hair covering most of her cheeks, and she kept her head down and pulled a piece of lamb chops......

"Hermione, you, what's wrong with you?" Neville, stammering, suddenly asked, "You, are you in a bad mood?" ”

Or was it discovered?

Hermione was startled.

When Neville asked her like this, she seemed to notice that the corners of her eyes were a little moist, so she didn't dare to look up, but just pretended to be normal and said, "No, I just don't have an appetite." ”

"Don't have an appetite?"

"Hmm."

"Why no appetite? Is it because no one gave you a birthday? ”

Hermione slammed.

She also thought she had misheard, birthday? Does anyone know their birthday today? And how did Neville's voice suddenly become ......

Auditory hallucinations?

She looked up dumbfounded.

The next moment.

I saw the familiar smiling face of Ringo, and the pumpkin cart music box in his hand: "You don't think I forgot your birthday, do you?" ”

"Well, it's a gift."

"Don't cry your nose...... Happy birthday to you, Hermione. ”