Hallie pulled Hermione along, and the two made their way back to the Gryffindor common room.

A Halloween dinner is being held in the common room, and it is bustling with activity. However, Harley and Hermione simply ate a bite to eat and then returned to their bedroom.

Although there was no smell on the two of them, the stench on the trolls really made the two girls feel sick to their stomachs when they thought about it.

The situation was urgent before, and the two didn't care, or they didn't react.

But now that they are completely relaxed, the girls feel very sick when they think about it.

After washing up, Harley lies on the bed in her pajamas, admiring and playing with a magic mirror.

It was this magic mirror that played a big role in the previous battles, transmitting a lot of Harley's power from a long distance, making the whole battle look so free.

At this moment, Hermione suddenly pulled open the curtain on Harley's bed, hugged her pillow and slipped in.

"What's wrong?" Harley was a little taken aback and put the mirror away.

"Nothing." Hermione said in a voice that was too small to hear, "I just can't sleep a little, so ......"

Hallie moved to the side, making room for Hermione. Thankfully, the beds provided at Hogwarts are large enough that it is not difficult to sleep two people at a time.

Hermione just tossed the pillow aside and pounced on Harley.

The unkempt hair had been washed and dried by the magic flames.

Now Hermione's head rests on Hallie's smooth lower abdomen, making Hallie feel itchy, very comfortable.

"Thank you, Hallie." Hermione said in a voice that was almost inaudible, as if she was feeling very embarrassed,

"Thank you for not abandoning me, but saving me. If it weren't for you, I would have died there. ”

"It's nothing." Harley carefully pulled from under Hermione's head and moved Hermione's head onto her lap.

While chatting with Hermione, she subconsciously began to play with Hermione's hair.

The unkempt brown hair was the toughest Harley had ever seen and groomed, so Harley couldn't put it down.

"I told you I wouldn't leave you alone. I will always be your best friend and best friend, and will always be by your side.

That will never change. As she spoke, Harley gently rubbed the back of one hand against Hermione's cheek.

Hermione's face turned red and began to heat a little. After a little hesitation, she asked, "But why do others hate me?"

In the afternoon, it was clear that I had succeeded.

But the other students chose to ask you for advice, but no one came to me to ask how to release this magic.

I don't think what Ron said is nonsense, that's what other students think of me.

And ......"

Hermione couldn't seem to say any more.

Hallie's hand slowly slid down Hermione's collarbone, using her past experience, as she asked seductively:

"What's wrong? If you have something on your mind, you can choose to confide in me. ”

“…… And I thought about it all afternoon," Hermione soon felt very soft and relaxed.

Her face became hot, and she said everything in her heart in a daze.

"Hallie, I feel like I'm really inferior to you. You're better than I am, you're good at sports, and you're so skilled with magic. And you're so popular!

And me? I can be said to be good for nothing except good grades!

I'm not good at sports, so I can barely ride a broomstick. In terms of learning, I only know how to memorize and am not good at using magic.

What's more, I ...... I have a feeling that the whole Gryffindor House hates me!

Why? Why are they like this? I'm obviously trying to earn points for the house, and I'm working hard for Gryffindor's honor.

But they were wasting my hard-earned points while using cold violence against me.

I don't have high emotional intelligence, but I'm not stupid. How could I not see these details? It's just that I don't want to recall it subconsciously......"

Hermione poured out her heart in a haze, telling Harley about her emotions. Tears appeared in her eyes, as if she was about to cry.

Hallie smiled and listened patiently to her before speaking:

"Hermione, you're just too them. The people around me are only eleven years old, and they are the age when they can't stand preaching.

Believe me, as long as you don't demand others so strictly, then you will be much easier yourself.

Hermione, don't worry. It's still a long time, isn't it? We still have time to change.

Don't worry, you still have me by your side. Sleep, after a good night's sleep, all these worries will be forgotten. ”

Spirits surged through the tent, and Hermione fell into a deep sleep.

Hallie let out a sigh. Solving the psychological problems of little girls is really not my forte!

And Harley couldn't tell the truth yet. Should she tell Hermione that "this world isn't black and white, with gray in between"?

Hermione's actions did seem right and in accordance with the rules.

But Gryffindor itself wasn't a house that cared much about the rules, so Hermione naturally seemed very unsociable and ostracized.

There were other reasons why Hermione was unpopular, but they weren't easy to tell.

Hermione was asleep now, so that Harley didn't have to worry about her mental problems.

"Finally asleep." Harley muttered, "But the harvest has finally paid off!" Such a pure and immaculate soul is very good, whether it is used as an anchor or cultivated as a helper in the future.

And...... Forget it, don't want to. I've got to go to sleep too. Ah, it's going to be a wonderful night! ”

With that, Harley struggled to move Hermione to the pillow, and extinguished the light in the dormitory.

……

At this time, in Dumbledore's headmaster's office, the headmaster was having a sleepless night.

“…… I see, Minerva. Professor Dumbledore flipped through the detailed report in front of him and whispered,

"I'll think about the rest of the matter, you go and rest first!"

Professor McGonagall, who was in front of Professor Dumbledore, nodded, and quickly left the Headmaster's office.

Professor Snape remained in the Chancellor's office.

"Severus, did you notice anything unusual tonight?" Dumbledore flipped through the report without looking up, watching the autopsies on the trolls by the three senior professors.

"Nope." Professor Snape was rightly saying, "I found out tonight that Hallie didn't attend the Halloween dinner.

So I thought she must not know that there were trolls in the castle, so I went straight to her. And the fact that I ran into Weasley on the way proved my guess.

So on the fourth floor, when my magic was touched, I didn't rush over in time. ”

Professor Dumbledore listened to what Professor Snape said so confidently, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked up at him:

"Severus, I have to remind you that Harley is not Lily......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Professor Snape.

"I know," Professor Snape said coldly, "but she is one of the few traces Lily has left in this world.

So whoever dares to harm her, I will kill her! Not even Voldemort, I said! ”

Dumbledore sighed and fell silent.