Connor responded forcefully.

"There is no rule on the interpersonal relationship that is always maintained, only acquaintances who meet often can be called friends."

"Hmm...... Also. ”

Isobel didn't seem to have any doubts, and after hesitating for a moment, she nodded in agreement.

"Relationships that need to be maintained on a regular basis, don't do it."

"Then you're a bit extreme."

Looking at Isobel's diode-like performance, the corners of Connor's mouth twitched.

He didn't mean to say that.

However, this is indeed Isobel's attitude to life.

Some classmates are willing to cater to her, so Isobel, who is now cheerful, is also willing to face it with a smile, and once she is not kind to her, she doesn't bother to respond, kicking her nose and even hitting her head.

But no matter which one Isobel is, they all have a kind of arrogance in their bones.

Maybe it's just that shy guy who doesn't look so withdrawn.

"Extreme?"

Even if Connor complained like this, she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her, let alone make any corrections or repentance.

"I don't think I'm magnanimous enough to have a seizure on the spot and make the whole academy unable to get off the stage."

"But essentially, it's because you don't care about that kind of thing, right?"

"Humph......"

With a light snort, Isobel didn't argue anything to it.

"Okay, that's the end of the greetings, I have to go back and pack my luggage, my approval slip will come down tomorrow, and then I will move over directly, and I feel that the world can be clean."

After standing up, he took the book "Human Transfiguration" into his arms.

"Okay, I'm leaving, since you know each other, you shouldn't need me to introduce anything...... Oh yes, Hermione, you can actually refer to my approach, there is no need to stay in the dorm all the time. ”

Having started the conversation on his own, and now leaving on his own, Isobel's every move was filled with a sense of confusion that he was going his own way.

What's more, her outrageous power of action.

By the time Connor and Hermione came to their senses, Isobel had already walked to the door of the library, and all they could see was the silver-white back of their heads.

The long hair was flicked one by one, revealing a sense of smoothness and vitality.

But before she could fully walk out of the library, she suddenly turned around.

Different from the previous enthusiasm, there was a kind of shame in her eyes when she looked back.

Looking at Connor, she raised her hand in embarrassment.

"So, goodbye, see you tomorrow in class."

And compared with the previous enthusiasm, there is obviously a taste of fear of life in the voice.

Hermione and Connor just stiffened in place.

It wasn't until Isobel was completely gone that she set her sights on Connor.

"The ......"

"What's wrong?"

Connor asked casually.

"Nothing."

Hermione shook her head.

After the two sides looked at each other, the little girl couldn't help but look down at the thick book she was holding in her hand.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere revealed a silent attitude.

Although this atmosphere is more in line with the atmosphere in the library than the previous one, it is inexplicably uncomfortable.

Hermione looked like she wanted to speak, but she didn't do it now.

The awkward look made Connor feel bewildered and outrageous at the same time.

It may have been that he had spent more time with Professor Dumbledore before, and he found that he now hated the Riddlers.

And those stuffy gourds who hold back their words and don't speak, the same, is there any point in being silent?

"I think if there's a problem, it should be on the table, shouldn't it?"

Looking at Hermione's bewildered look, Connor tried to ask.

However, Hermione lowered her head, and she even put up the big book to cover her face.

At this moment, Connor saw the cover of the book more clearly:

Hogwarts, a School History.

And for that, Connor was out of the question.

He just lightly covered the cover of his book, lightly touched the golden title with his fingers, and even drew a circle along the icon of the fire dragon.

After receiving no response for a long time, Connor stood up.

"If there's nothing to do, I'll have to leave, Hermione, if there's anything else you can come to me after class or recess."

But just as Connor was standing up, Hermione couldn't help but put down the book:

"Wait."

Although she deliberately suppressed the volume, there was still a hint of anxiety in her voice.

But when Connor looked back, she just pursed her lips.

Her expression changed for a while, and she was finally about to speak, but the next moment, a voice came from the door of the library:

"Hermione!"

It was a girl of Indian descent who quickly walked into the library.

Parvati Patil.

Connor knew her name.

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

Suddenly interrupted, Hermione took advantage of the situation to divert her attention.

After patting her little face, she stood up.

"Professor McGonagall has something to do with you, and it looks like your letter of complaint has been returned."

But then, Parvati's voice became quieter, and she just stared at her own wide eyes, looking to the side with an incredulous gaze, where Connor was.

That look made Connor a little uncomfortable for a while, and he couldn't help but scratch the back of his head.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Looking around, Parvati held out his hand.

"I'm Parvati Patil, and I hope you'll remember my name."

"Well, I know, there are only two girls of Indian origin in the first grade, one is you and the other seems to be your sister?"

"Yes."

Seeing Connor say her name in one mouth, she was a little inexplicably excited.

Connor looked at the excitement and couldn't understand it.

"What's going on?"

"You're famous, don't you know?"

Hermione said angrily.

"Anyway, I'm going to have to leave the library."

She seemed to be angry, and Connor was confused.

Why are you angry?

Why get angry?

What happened?

"So what's going on?"

Unable to think of a reason, Connor just shook his head helplessly.

"Really, if there are any doubts and problems, say them now, and they will be solved quickly on the table."

"Nothing."

After putting away "A History of the School", Hermione left with the book in her arms.

Seeing this, Connor just sighed.

"Okay, if you say nothing, it's nothing, you can find me again if you have something."

Holding the copy of "The Body Structure of the Fire Dragon", Connor turned to leave, and Hermione just stared at his back, with some annoyance in his eyes.

But before she could adjust her mood, there was another question from her roommate on the side:

"You know McMabe?"

“…… Well, I know. ”

"Are you friends?"

“…… Yes. ”

Hermione had a complicated expression, but Partie didn't seem to notice that.

"That's nice."

She just looked envious and emotional.

"You know, that's the most handsome boy in the entire first grade."

“…… Where does this come from? ”