Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Soft pillows, warm duvets, and sheets of short velvet underneath the body, it’s wonderful to be able to sleep on a warm bed in an increasingly shady environment.

So Luna feels that the recent days have been very good.

She is not a female child who is picky about life. As long as she is full of food and warmth, she is already happy. This kind of life can be said to be extremely happy.

Of course, if she can have a more comfortable life experience, she probably won’t refuse.

“……Well?”

When I heard the ear, there seemed to be a small movement. Luna turned over in the bed, and then squinted into the bedroom with her eyes closed. It was still early in the morning. How many roommates had already got up?

She vaguely remembers that she basically gets up on time every day. As for the few roommates, they usually stay in bed, pretending they haven’t woken up yet.

If you sometimes have to believe in yourself, then you may overslept.

Somehow, the warm bedding in autumn and winter seems to have some irresistible magic power, so that they would rather stay in class on an empty stomach.

“Oh,” Luna was a little bit stunned after a long time of confusion. “Is it Hogsmeade Day?”

Only this special day will break the spell of the bed, and let the little girls who are obsessed with the bed get rid of the whirlpool of sleep.

Thinking of this, Luna pulled the quilt under his mouth and then looked up and glanced at the opposite wall.

“5:30.”

Sure enough, I haven’t gotten up yet!

After confirming the time, she quickly retracted her half face into the quilt, and a pair of silver-gray scorpions were once again covered by the eyes that slowly pulled down.

Her wake up time is six o’clock, every day is like this, even if she is also looking forward to Hogsmeade Day, it will not change her life rhythm.

Even in the eyes of other students, in addition to class, every day, she always has no time to sway everywhere.

Not to mention the “life rhythm”.

So, after another half an hour or so, the sound in the bedroom has disappeared. And when the hour hand of the wall clock finally pointed to “6”, Luna twitched quite punctually in a few minutes.

The habit of growing up has become natural, and Luna’s time to get up every day is hardly much different. It has been like this for years.

After a few seconds of sorrow, she sat up in the bed and straightened, her body slid down with her movements, revealing a cotton pajama with a lot of carrots.

I don’t know why, but she saw her sitting in bed for a little while, then suddenly it was like thinking of something very interesting, giggling.

After laughing for a moment, she suddenly raised her hand and raised her hand.

“We are all Hogwarts!”

So shouted without any reason, she was happy to open the quilt and swayed in the direction of the bathroom.

Yes, it is because Luna’s inexplicable words and deeds will make it difficult for several roommates living in a dormitory to talk to her.

Well, in fact, they are not deliberately isolating Luna – at least not everyone is like this. Even if they want to try to make a good deal with Luna, they will always be “disappointed” by Luna’s look and bizarre words.

The blond young girl, who looks light and character, is not the average person who can keep up with the rhythm.

Not long after, Luna washed it, carefully changed the clothes in front of the closet, and finally looked around the mirror and turned a small circle.

To be honest, her dressing taste is horrible.

Usually, when I wear a school uniform, it’s okay, but once I can wear a private dress, the combination of the blue cashmere sweater and the red dot cotton trousers, and her walk together, definitely have to be very powerful. The psychological quality of the.

“Well, today…”

Luna stared at herself in the mirror, pondered it carefully, then hurried back to the bed and took a red sweet cherry earring from the bedside table.

“This is the best.”

After all, she gently put the earrings on the earlobe on both sides, and then went straight to the direction of the bedroom door without confirming the mirror.

Getting up from this girl is so easy to see, her strange dress is purely because the aesthetic standards are different from ordinary people.

The phrase “love beauty is the nature of a female child” is actually applicable to her.

……

Today, the sky is not good, not only the wind is very strong, but the clouds in the sky are still a bit low. Look at it like this, I am afraid that I will still have a little rain!

However, the recent weather is like this, the students have nothing to complain about, but basically ignore it at other times.

Luna came down from the spiral staircase of the Ravenclaw tower and stood a little in the foyer, and couldn’t help but stand outside the castle for a little while.

She likes to look at the sky in a daze, whether it is sunny or cloudy, it will make her feel like it has a taste.

Of course, she wants to talk about the specific “taste”, she is mostly unclear. Because that is only a vague feeling and understanding for her, it is an accident to simply enjoy that’s all.

Just as Luna looked at the sky leisurely, his eyes gradually revealed an ethereal moment, and a voice suddenly rang from behind her.

“Luna?”

She heard the familiar voice and quickly realized who was talking.

To be honest, when she is in this “squatting mode”, it is generally difficult to understand who is talking to her in the first place. Even sometimes, she will involuntarily ignore the noisy surrounding.

But now, the voice of only one person has never been ignored by her return.

“Marx?” Luna heard the sound and suddenly turned around. The corner of his mouth was filled with a faint smile. “Oh… Good morning?”

“Well, good morning,” Marx said, slightly in front of her, “not today’s Hogsmeade Day? Don’t go to the auditorium to fill in the belly, then go to Hogsmeade and go shopping soon?

“Yeah… it will rain!” Luna looked back at the sky again, a white piece. “I am going to have breakfast… Oh, are you going to go together this time? You can help me pick one.” Good quill…”

Looking at Marx’s expression seems to be quite moving.

In these few days, he is busy with all kinds of necessary magic studies every day. From the enchanted monument, the devour of the mirror, to the depth of the soul rule rune, to the comet in the sky that is flying to the sun… there is a lot of things that he needs to toss.

Therefore, even if it is quite able to withstand the loneliness of Marx, there is a little bit of thinking about going shopping.

Unfortunately, today he really wants to go to the Hogsmeade village, but he can’t go with Luna.

“Sorry, Luna.” Marx said with regret. “I really want to go, but I still have something to do… so I can only wish you a good time.”

Luna heard this, first looked at Marx’s face slyly, but then suddenly a white finger sticked out, gently rubbing on Marx’s eyebrows.

“The wise man always distributes the responsibility to others, and the fool always puts the responsibility on himself…” she asked softly. “Marx, do you like being a ‘fool’?”

This girl is beginning to recite this mysterious words.

“Yeah,” Marx said with a smile. “You know, I can’t be a ‘wise man’.”

Listening to Marx’s answer so easily and decisively, Luna immediately laughed.

“If you like it…” She was a little nodded, then she ran to Marx and waved. “I hope there is cranberry sauce this morning. I have waited for several mornings.”

Say goodbye to Marx, and Luna slowly walked to the Ravenclaw long table as usual, and quickly entered the state of heart-warming breakfast.

Just behind her, Hermione and the others on the Gryffindor table were just sitting down.

“Harry, after a while, remember to take a look at the homework.”

“Oh, of course, no problem.”

Ron thinks that Harry’s homework has gotten better and better recently, and in a few subjects he was good at, there was almost no mistake in the homework.

If there are some courses that are not good at them – such as A History of Magic, etc., the efficiency of homework and the correct rate after the professors are going to catch up with Hermione.

And it’s worth mentioning that Harry’s performance is not a good one at a time, but a significant improvement every day.

Of course, Harry’s progress is within the normal range, and to the extent of the current Sixth Year NEWTs course, it is not a very eye-catching upgrade.

“Ah, yes,” Ron said, suddenly thinking of something, looking up and moving towards the opposite Hermione. “After a while, are we going to Honeydukes first? I heard that Boss has retired from new products!”

However, after listening to Hermione, who was watching “Daily Prophet,” she didn’t even put the newspaper down.

“en?” she said faintly. “Go yourself! I have other things to do.”

As Harry suddenly scored, the recent Hermione was a bit “small” strange. Yes, it’s just a “small” point – at least Ron thinks so.

Or, to be more precise, it is actually too cold for him, Ron Weasley.

“Hey, what are you going to do? Where do I need my help?” Ron asked in a hurry. “If you have one, even if you are welcome – I have been here!”

All I need is that you are far away from me – this sentence is flashing in Hermione’s heart, she just wants to say something, but always feels wrong.

“…Honeydukes put it first, I have to go to the literati,” Hermione shook her head and subconsciously changed her words. “My spare quill has something wrong.”

At this moment, Harry’s gaze swept past her face.