The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

"Loren, get up quickly!"

"Hermione is here to play with you!" Bates's old but energetic voice came from downstairs.

Loren, who stayed up late writing a letter to Dumbledore, was still awake and his mind was in a state of mush. He got out of the new thin summer quilt he bought yesterday, opened his eyes with difficulty and glanced at the alarm clock beside the table. It was exactly 7:30.

"What the hell is Hermione doing? Even if it's the Granger family, they have just gotten up at this time." Loren muttered, closing his eyes and groping to change clothes.

When Loren came downstairs, Bates was combing his hair with a small comb, and the sound of mousse spray could be heard from time to time. Hermione sat on the sofa waiting for him.

"Morning, Hermione." Loren yawned and sat down next to Hermione, waiting for his brain to turn on.

Hermione took out a study plan from her pocket and said, "We must hurry up and study. Yesterday, I actually opened the materials I brought back from school for the first time. This is terrible."

According to the past progress, she should read through these books within a week after returning home, then mark the key points and recite the contents, while practicing magic.

Before Loren could react, Hermione continued: "The plan I made is that we will learn three key spells during the summer vacation, the freezing spell, the expansion spell and the universal cracking spell. We have talked about it before."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute." The series of words made Loren's head hurt. "Have you forgotten that we still need to practice the Patronus Charm and three memory spells?"

"No, I also have these spells in my schedule." Hermione pointed to him on the schedule, "Don't worry, just follow my plan to learn."

Who is the anxious person... Loren looked at the densely packed schedule and felt that he might have had low blood sugar just after getting up, and his eyes were going dark.

"I'm going out to handle some property rights transactions." Bates walked out of the cloakroom, wearing a brand new linen suit with his long back, looking energetic and old yet elegant.

He did not talk to Loren, but seriously told Hermione, "Please help me take good care of this boy, keep an eye on him, and don't let him cause mischief."

Loren couldn't help it anymore and shouted in protest, "What you said makes her like my parent."

Bates ignored him and turned around and went out, "You can cook by yourself. I put some change in the drawer by the door. Just look at the flowers."

boom!

The door is closed from the outside.

"He's becoming more and more unreliable," Loren complained.

"Grandpa Bates is a very interesting man," Hermione said with a smile.

Loren took advantage of the topic to slip away, and his brain responded to the startup process. He pulled on his slippers and went to wash up.

After a while, Hermione remembered the topic just now. She stood at the bathroom door with the planner in her hand and said, "It is very important to preview the content of the next semester. We also need to find time to review the content of the previous school year."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

But Hermione understood, and she retorted: "You can't stop studying during the summer vacation."

Loren spit out the foam, took a sip of water and slurped it down his throat, spit it out, arranged the toothbrush cup neatly, and walked past Hermione: "It's impossible, it's impossible to carry a large tome like you, want to Don’t even think about it.”

Hermione followed Loren's footsteps and kept advising: "Only by reciting it repeatedly can you deepen your memory and cast spells more smoothly."

"It makes sense, but I don't recite it."

Loren opened the refrigerator door, took out the leftover roast lamb from last night and came to the kitchen. "Have you had breakfast? I'm going to make some pasta."

"No, I've eaten." Hermione shook her head. She was chirping like a little swallow beside her. "You can memorize it quickly by combining it with spell-casting practice. Why don't you try it."

Loren lit the fire, poured the mutton into the pot to heat, and added some water and sauce. The aroma of meat mixed with spices and fat once again emanated from the barbecue. The hot water vapor was fragrant and dry. The meat absorbs the soup and becomes tender. He heated up the roast mutton and turned it into a pot of soup.

There was a pot of water boiling on the other gas stove, and when the pasta was being thrown in, Loren looked at Hermione who was speaking slowly and slowly next to her, and ordered an extra portion for one person.

Loren put the pasta that had been boiled for 8 minutes into two plates with two small wooden sticks, poured it on the lamb and soup, and mixed it a few times. The pasta was covered with gravy and dyed attractive. s color.

Loren put the small portion on his fork and handed it to Hermione, who looked on blankly.

"Go on." Loren said aloud.

Hermione blinked, unable to resist the temptation, and took the plate of noodles.

Hermione rolled up a small ball of noodles with a fork and put it into her mouth. The gravy, with the flavor of spices and sauces, clung to the noodles. After being refrigerated overnight, the mutton became more flavorful and the aroma was more restrained.

Loren picked up a large lump with chopsticks, put it into his mouth, and ate it very happily. After satisfying his greed for a while, he began to tease Hermione, imitating Hermione's tone and said, "No, I've eaten."

Hermione felt a little shy. She knew Loren. The more shy and angry she was, the more enthusiastic Loren was. She cleared her throat and asked another question: "Why do you know how to use such utensils?"

"It's convenient to eat noodles, so just learn it."

"It's so powerful, it seems difficult to control."

…

With the sound of noodles slurping into her mouth, Hermione was full again, and she secretly made up her mind, "Hermione Granger, you can't go on like this."

When Loren came back from washing the dishes, he saw Hermione with a bulging belly and a determined look on her face. He couldn't help but repeat it again in an even more exaggerated tone: "No need~ I've eaten~"

"It's time to practice the Patronus Charm! We're going to try memory magic this morning." Hermione stood up suddenly, with a serious look on her face, and dragged Loren to the courtyard behind to summon the guardian.

…

"Before we start, let's make sure again." Loren stood up straight and stared nervously into Hermione's eyes. "Legilimency will not cause harm to people and will not produce any irreversible effects."

After practicing the Patronus Charm on a daily basis, the two were ready to start practicing Legilimency and Occlumency. But Loren always felt sorry for Hermione and was afraid of having any impact on her or causing any harm.

Hermione, who was sitting in front of Loren, sighed and said helplessly: "You have already repeated it three times. I am the one receiving the spell. Why are you more nervous than me?"

A lot of time has been wasted, and it would be rude to delay any longer. Loren coughed: "Then, Legilimency."

He gently raised the elbow joint of his right hand holding the wand. In fact, Legilimency did not have high requirements on the wand trajectory and spell-casting gestures, or even the spells.

It is more like emanating from the soul, using the gaze as a medium to penetrate into the soul of another person. A wizard who has mastered this spell can cast it unconsciously without leaving any trace.

Hermione was unconsciously attracted to the crystal blue color in Loren's eyes. Following the dots of blue inside, her consciousness seemed to be on a high mountain somewhere, surrounded by boundless wilderness.

The memories in her heart surged, and every scene she had experienced seemed to emerge.

Loren felt the existence of a long-term nothingness, composed of countless images and sounds, that was Hermione's memory.

Before I had time to check, this remote and mysterious state was disconnected. They both came to together and realized they were in the living room, one sitting on the couch and the other standing in front of her.