Hogwarts Homecoming

On Sunday morning, Hermione woke up and looked at the clear sky again. It took her a while to understand why she felt so tired and sad. What happened last night made her toss and turn for most of the night, and the scenes that appeared in her dreams were things she was unwilling to face.

The dormitory was very quiet, Lavender and Parvati were no longer on their respective beds. Hermione sat up with unprecedented difficulty, opened the curtain of the four-poster bed, and stared at the 'book wall' opposite the bed.

The furnishings in the girls' dormitories are not as boring, tasteless and unchanging as those in the boys' dormitories.

For example, the bedding used by the three girls living in this dormitory is of three colors. Except for Hermione, who uses the sheets and bedding provided by the school, Lavender and Parvati's beds are much brighter in color. , and their curtains are also filled with many interesting and cute little decorations, and Hermione, the first base of books near her bed may be her way of decorating her living space.

If possible, Hermione would rather stay in such a quiet environment before the first event of the Triwizard Tournament begins, so that she can avoid many foreseeable troubles, but obviously, this is impossible.

She wore slippers and came to the bathroom in the dormitory. The girl reflected in the mirror had thick dark circles under her eyes, her hair was hopelessly messy, and the first button of her collar was rubbed while sleeping. It was open, and the pajamas were hanging on one shoulder, looking sloppy.

According to Hermione's experience in dealing with messy hair over the years, if she wanted to get downstairs as soon as possible, washing her hair in the shower was the fastest way.

So, she held one hand on the wall to prevent herself from falling down due to lack of sleep, and started to unbutton her pajamas with the other hand. Her movements were slow and clumsy, as if this could reasonably help her win more. Some stayed in the room the same time.

hiss.

When she unbuttoned the third button, her pajamas slid down her fair body. The weather in early November was no longer so pleasant. The cold air that came in made Hermione take a breath. She saw There were many goosebumps on my bare arms in the mirror.

Hermione crossed her arms and rubbed them a few times, realizing that she shouldn't waste time. She quickly took off the remaining clothes from her body, and then prepared for the shower. But just as she was out of the mirror's reflection range, Hermione Back again.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Hermione was confused. She straightened her chest, which was shrinking from the cold, and observed the outline of her body in the mirror.

Even if you judge it with a critical eye, it will definitely get high marks.

Hermione was startled by the idea that suddenly popped into her head, and then, with a blushing face, she quickly got away from the mirror and jumped into the shower.

Parvati and Lavender have been comparing each other since they were in second grade, there's no shame in that! Hermione, who was wrapped in mist and hot water, thought in embarrassment.

Today is Sunday, and students can wear their own clothes instead of wearing wizard robes.

Twenty minutes later, Hermione, wearing jeans and a loose light blue sweatshirt, stood in front of the mirror again. After taking a serious look at it, and confirming that except for the dark circles under her eyes, everything else was no different from usual, Hermione relaxed. One breath.

The schoolbag became a little loose due to being emptied, but Hermione didn't pay attention to this. She stood behind the dormitory door for several minutes. Finally, she took a deep breath, opened the door and walked out of the dormitory.

Hermione walked along the spiral staircase to the common room below. As soon as he appeared, the classmates who had already had breakfast warmly welcomed him again. Colin, who was one year younger than her, rushed over with a camera to take pictures of her. This was the first time she had ever seen her. In the past, Colin was only interested in Harry, but because of this, she finally understood why Harry was there. When Colin asks for a photo, he always looks embarrassed.

"Sorry, Colin, I got up a little late. I have to go to the auditorium for breakfast and then to the library--"

Hermione hurriedly squeezed between the Creevey brothers, walked quickly to the hole behind the portrait, pushed it open, climbed out, and met Harry who was coming back.

"Are you up?"

Harry said a little surprised, showing Hermione a stack of bread wrapped in a napkin.

"I went to the Owlery to send a letter to Sirius in the morning, and then I waited for you in the Great Hall. I didn't see you coming down, so I brought you some--"

"Oh, thank you--"

Hermione said gratefully.

"Are you going to the library?"

Harry asked again, and after receiving a positive reply from Hermione, Harry muttered "Waiting" and hurriedly rushed into the lounge. A few minutes later, out of breath, he appeared again in front of Hermione carrying his schoolbag. before,

"I also need to go--"

The last time they went to the library together was last school year when they wanted to help Hagrid find some litigation materials that would be beneficial to Buckbeak. Therefore, it was not difficult for Harry to understand why Hermione was surprised.

"Go find some information related to the paper assigned by Professor Sinnis."

Harry scratched his face in embarrassment and looked away

"Now you should focus on dealing with the competition projects. There is no reason for you to worry about Ron and I's after-school homework."

Hermione pursed her lips and smiled,

"No one is going to attack me in the castle during the day, Harry, of course, and I know I'm going to hear a lot of nasty comments -"

"Oh, you can see that."

Harry exclaimed in surprise, and then he realized that the person he was trying to hide was Hermione, a very smart person who understood him very well, and it would be strange if she couldn't see his intentions!

"Where's Ron?"

They left the corridor in front of the Fat Lady's portrait and began to walk down the spiral staircase down to the tower. Hermione was silent for a few seconds, and then she tried to ask Harry in a nonchalant tone.

"Still eating in the auditorium——"

Harry responded with a hint of complaint, "I asked him to come with me, because the person who threw your name into the Goblet of Fire had ill intentions towards you, and he might be able to deal with you again at any time. , but Ron said there are a lot of people rushing to protect you, so don’t bother."

Harry muttered,

"This is not the same thing!"

Hermione's face was a little dull. She didn't know whether she should be moved by Harry's decision to implement the action based on his flawed speculation, or be saddened by Ron's little thoughts.

The journey to the library was not easy.

Before walking out of the dormitory, Hermione knew that even if Professor McGonagall had told everyone that the school had determined based on some speculation that she was not the one who threw her name into the Goblet of Fire, she would not be able to gain everyone's understanding. Therefore, she thought she was mentally prepared to receive strange looks from others.

But the actual situation was more serious than she imagined. Along the way, the Hufflepuff classmates she met did not shy away from looking at her with disgust. They didn't care how her name appeared in the Goblet of Fire. What is there, an indisputable fact is that she 'stole' the glory that originally belonged to Cedric, and that should have belonged exclusively to Hufflepuff.

Needless to say, Slytherin, the way they looked at her clearly told Hermione that they thought she was a clown and a pathetic person who was about to be finished.

Hermione had expected Ravenclaw students to be more sensible, but that was not the case. When she and Harry were passing through a corridor, they heard several Ravenclaw ladies gathered together muttering - 'Who knows what that is about, maybe this is a statement made to cover up the scandal. '.

Harry angrily rushed forward to argue with them, but Hermione held her back and walked forward without saying a word.

The two of them arrived at the Hogwarts library. The librarian, Mrs. Pince, was staring at a group of little witches who were hiding behind the bookshelves and laughing towards a boy in the reading area.

Whether it was the book in front of him that satisfied him or the harassing gazes, Krum had a gloomy face and looked a little unhappy. He shook his head casually, and then he saw the students in Hogwarts. , two people he was familiar with also appeared in the library.

"It's you, Hermione."

Krum stood up, and he nimbly walked around the stool to talk to Harry and Hermione. What he didn't expect was that just when he was about to approach them, Harry suddenly stepped forward and blocked Hermione. Staring at him with vigilant eyes.

"Don't come near-"

Harry put his hand on his pocket, making a gesture of taking out his wand at any moment, and said in a threatening tone.