Lily was a little helpless, it was the first time she had met such a guest, and the other party looked temperamental, beautiful, and the same age as herself. Whose daughter is going to school here is also going to school, just to distract this awkward topic.

"Did you sneak out, you are too dangerous like this, be careful to be trafficked into those evil streets, and then you will have to stay there forever and never see the light of day."

"The people here are simple, and I've met them well, and besides, they can't imprison me. In exchange, I'll give you a divination. ”

"Sure enough, luck will always favor us beautifully, miss, do you also know divination?"

Hermione ignored Lily, who was asking questions, and the hand she was holding was just used as a medium, and her eyes looked at the reflective white porcelain pattern cutlery on the table.

"Your real name is Christina Mathilde von Palatinate Luna, right? The Duke's House of Wittenberg from Marceek. Your grandmother is Princess Luna, I didn't expect you to be noble and willing to work here, very good quality. ”

Hermione didn't speak loudly, making sure that people who were farther away couldn't hear her, and maybe the other party didn't want to expose herself.

Lily, who heard the words in front of her, wanted to stand up as if she had been ignited by fire, but was pulled by Hermione without making a big move.

"Did you send me from my family to persuade me to go back, you must have done a good job of understanding it in detail. I'm a full-time student at the Divinity School of the University of Ned-upon, and you're late. Let's convince Bishop Jench of the Diocese of Stuttgart first. ”

The universities here are all managed and educated by the Church of God of Knowledge and Wisdom, and it is difficult for secular power to interfere, and the admission and expulsion of students in them must be assessed and approved by the Church of God of Knowledge and Wisdom, especially the opinion of the bishop of the diocese.

For the important, it may be necessary for a higher cardinal to deal with it. That's the rule Hermione sees, and it's a question of whether it can be done, it's man-made, and there are always some loopholes that can be exploited.

The reason why Jorah and Flegg were fished out and trusted before was because they studied at the famous Maur Brown Theological Seminary in Berglit, had their own identity for the record, and were considered their own people. Unless it is a betrayal of the faith, the heinous ones.

Most of Hermione's visits here were parish heads, but the deacons who dealt with extraordinary events had not yet met, and it was better not to meet them.

"You don't seem to agree with the marriage your parents have arranged for you, because the heir to the other earl is not knowledgeable and has no brains, which is not the same as you imagined to be a professor. And the way he looks at you every time he sees you makes you disgusted.

"So you got admitted to the University of Ned-upon, and with the help of your brother and brother, you left home and came here, you haven't been back for 1 year, and you really want to go back now.

Lily was a little skeptical after hearing this: "Aren't these just casually searchable?" Let them stop urging me before I marry a fool, and I'd rather stay here at the academy for the rest of my life than with someone who can't keep up with my thinking. ”

"Then I'm going to tell you all the things you do secretly, like you go back every night and peek at the 18th row on the 3rd floor of the library near the window...

"Stop, I trust you, don't say any more. You yourself are more accurate in divination than I am, and you come to tease me. ”

Lily, who heard the accurate information, became anxious, and hurriedly stopped and complained about Hermione, she knew all these things, it seems that the other party was really not sent by the family, otherwise the brother and brother would write to tell her.

"I'm a guest who spent money, this is your service, is it wrong for me to enjoy the service?"

"There's some truth, I'm sorry, beautiful miss, but I was reckless. Can I learn your divination from you? Lily stood up and apologized to her, sat down and asked her about her divination.

"This is a requirement, you better study for a few more years. The dessert is a little sweet, and next time it is best to give the guests a choice of sweetness. ”

After saying that, Hermione picked up her top hat and left, and Lily followed, continuing to ask her about the method of divination.

"That's the magic mirror divination, you have a guest coming, go and receive it."

Outside the door, a few uniformed students walked in, and Hermione took the opportunity to dispel the suspicious Lily, who was here to find clues to join the club, not to chat with a little girl who didn't know anything about the world.

"There are no mirrors...

"Lily, what are you doing in a daze, you're going to receive guests."

"Here we are."

At the call of her companion in the back, Lily looked away from the street and received the people who had just entered.

Hermione, who had earned a lot of heads, put on her top hat and continued to walk towards the side she hadn't walked on. After walking some distance, someone came and stopped him.

"Miss, do you want to buy study materials? The University of Ned-sur-Ne and the University of Stuttgart, as well as some at the Berne Theological Seminary. ”

The plainly dressed girl stopped her and introduced books and scrolls to her. The stall leans against the outside wall of a bookstore, with a thick cloth simply pulled out to block the sunlight. There are also some stationery and copywriting bags, white sealed rolls.

The girl looked older than Hermione, her flaxen hair tied up at the back of her head, vigorous and energetic, and it was obvious that she was also a student.

"Sorry, I'm not a student here, just visiting the college town here."

"It's okay, then you can also buy some books and take them back as souvenirs, such as Professor Juan's "Six Hundred Years of Marcy", Professor Jones's "Quaternary Archaeology", Professor Mankiw's "The Lost Southern Continent Empire"...

The girl's enthusiasm was overwhelming for Hermione, and besides, she had a delicate face, ruddy and fair skin, and grew up in her own aesthetics, and sure enough, beautiful things were a plus.

"Are you earning money for your own marriage?"

After paying, Hermione asked the unknown stall owner. Her originally enthusiastic face froze for a moment, and soon squeezed out another smile.

"I'm earning a living on it, and for some reason I didn't continue studying."

"I'm sorry! Good luck with your business. ”

Hermione, who had left here, put the books away, noticing the somewhat lonely expressions of the people behind her.

Leaving this stone-paved street, the fence, the plantagenet vines entwined around it and the broad canopy of tree vegetation and the open road are more appropriate, or the square.

On one side is a neat building, and on the other side there is a fenced campus, and tall oak trees scattered inside, and the gray and black roof is exposed in the gap. There are also a lot of vendors selling all kinds of products in the square, and scattered students are scattered in these locations.

Walking past the fence where trees and vines obstructed the view, Hermione could see some of the buildings inside at the quaint school gate, some of the houses were old-fashioned stone buildings, and the road was not large, spreading deep into it like a root system.

These places are also too big, do you have to ask them one by one, and then you will be arrested as a cultist, or go back." Divination without a medium really doesn't work, and after saying that, I walked through the school gate and planned to leave.

"This beautiful lady, would you like a bouquet of flowers? It suits you perfectly, just like the same color of your hair. ”

The small child came up to Hermione and asked about it, and there was a flower stall next to it, where a woman was pruning and tending to the flowers under the tarpaulin. He held a few roses simply wrapped in newspaper with fragrant peas and some side flowers of the Asteraceae family, and Hermione looked at it like a cross between chamomile and a little handball.

"My hair is not so dark red, it is light red. Thank you for your kindness, I don't need to. ”

There were a lot of kids with boxes and small items that Hermione had just met on the road, and most of them were the children of the vendors in the back, who came out to work together.

She has walked this distance and politely refused to sell many times, these things she doesn't need, such as belts, straps, these don't seem to be suitable for her, and they can still ask themselves if they want to buy them casually.

"Miss, you don't look like a local, would you like to try our special snacks? You can taste it before you decide. ”

Hermione, who was about to leave the place, encountered the last hurdle, and the waist-high boy introduced her to a small stall near the wall of the house, where a couple were busy, and a few student-like people took the paper bags of food and left.

"You're talking more than they'll be." Hermione followed him, and the kid seemed quite clever.

On the wooden platform where they were stored, there were fried boxy doughs, which were signed with skewers, and there were five of them in a string. There are also long-grained yellow gnocchi, like thick noodles cut into small pieces and fried in egg wash.

Hermione watched as the man strained a small piece of dough with a colander and coated it in egg wash, and the stout woman in her oil-stained apron was frying the strained little grains.

"Miss, would you like to try this egg noodle and pocket gnocchi?"

"I'll try this egg noodle first."

Hermione picked up the skewer and poked the small pieces accurately and ate them, the taste was crispy, but the calories were a little explosive, and she didn't dare to eat too much before.

"It's not bad, I'll try this pocket dough again, I'll pay you first." Hermione was worried that she would run away from the fight later, and it would be better to pay it all at once.

"Thank you, miss. There are vegetarian and meat fillings, which ones do you want. ”

"Half of each."

Hermione picked it up and looked at it, it was a bit like a fried dumpling, and she could see the filling inside the burnt exterior. After taking a bite, the crispy and salty feeling, the slight chewiness of the dough, isn't this a dumpling disguised as a square?

She almost burst into tears, and after so long she finally came across food close to home. It's just that the taste is a little light, the filling inside is not fried well, and the fragrance does not come out.

In order not to hinder the follow-up business, she came to the side with the paper bag and tasted it, and the little boy continued to go outside to guide the customers to come, and the stall owner and his wife obviously had no time to talk.

The vegetarian stuffing is a bit like the previous leek box, Hermione hopes that those who come here will stop doing street stall literature, the whole chain restaurant is not good, it is better to get those dishes out.

"Yo, is the eldest lady coming out to experience life? Would you like me to show you some amazing places? Very comfortable. ”

Three people who were obviously gangsters came from the crowd, not tall, their clothes were a little shabby and asymmetrical, they looked like they were put together, their hair and beard were messy, and they couldn't tell if they were in their twenties.

"Be careful." The companion reminded the speakers, and they all looked at Hermione, and when they saw that she was taller than them, they lowered their heads and went to the stool next to the vendor to sit on. The hawker couple also frowned and looked at the men. They picked up the fried stuff and ate it.

Hermione bought two more packs and prepared to leave, this time she was able to find food similar to the taste of her own home, which was the biggest reward. You can learn to do it when you go back in the future, and Glor, Eliza, and Hans should like it.

"The eldest lady will come to these places? It's weird. ”

"I advise you not to be upset, she is probably a student inside, and I still want to stay here."

"It looks like those old men's, it's so good. cough cough cough~"

The three of them coughed in unison, their bodies shook a little, and they almost fell down without sitting firmly. Frightened, the vendor couple on the side hurriedly pushed things away from them.

"I'm a little dizzy, and I'm still feverish."

"Let's go and see Lyman, it can't be a fever or a plague, right?"

The three of them took a vague step, crawled away from the place, and disappeared into the aisle between the houses.

Hermione, who had been harvested, was also on her way back to the Brent Hotel, and now there was still a lot of time, just to continue walking in this ancient city, maybe you could enter Swan Castle around the corner to finish things, so that they could quickly taste the taste of their hometown.

The gravel road leads to a small town area near the sea, surrounded by scattered manors. The leisurely horses pulled the four-wheeled carriage to the front, and Craig and Caroline sat next to each other.

"Are you the person you said had some traits similar to me out there?"

"It should be, but she seems to be from the church, so you better not provoke her."

"I'm just going to take a look, and there will be no conflict. Besides, we're just here to watch the game. ”

"This Marple sport is pretty good, and you'll feel the blood too."

Craig clenched his clenched hand, and Caroline, who was leaning on his shoulder, looked ahead and smiled.

By the time Hermione walked around and returned to the front of the Brent Hotel, the sky was already full of orange, the streets looked safe, the local food was delicious, and most importantly, she found square fried dumplings, which should also be in the hotel if there were local characteristics.

"Ms. Austin, here."

Under the parasol stretched out on the lawn, last night's deputy priest Cordez beckoned to her, and he was there in a clerical robe, leisurely sipping a drink or wine.

This man looked too idle. Cordis gave her the feeling of a boy who experienced life, and now it was his leisurely afternoon tea time.

It stands to reason that his vice-priest should now be leading the Gospels, baptizing newborns, or officiating at weddings. Yes, Hermione found that there should have been a wedding here, and it seemed reasonable that Hermione had found those traces next to her.

(End of chapter)