The days at Hogwarts

Loren held a bag of glutinous rice cakes soaked in cocoa powder in his hand. His fingers were black from eating them, and there were some black spots around his lips. The glutinous pastries were sticky to his teeth, and he spoke a little unclearly:

"It's agreed that you will be my follower and play with me all day today. In the evening I will turn into a cat and play with you for two or two hours. You are not allowed to try to use human body transformation to turn me into a cat again."

"You have repeated it three times..."

Hermione rolled her eyes and held a large bag of candies and snacks bought for him.

After a day and night of calm, Hermione couldn't remember why she took the initiative to propose such a ridiculous agreement.

She regretted it when Loren first agreed.

Unable to think of a reasonable reason, Hermione attributed the reason to being once again carried away by emotions and lost her mind due to being fascinated by an unscrupulous little white cat: "Yesterday when I proposed to repent, you almost made me sign an unbreakable contract. The oath..."

"whee……"

Probably sensing that her reason had once again taken over the high ground, Loren picked up a chocolate rice cake and brought it to Hermione's mouth, comforting her: "Good boy, I'm here to serve you, try one."

The sweet aroma of cocoa powder rice cakes wafted into her nose, and Hermione's tone was a little helpless: "I have mandrake leaves in my mouth, so I can't eat this kind of thing."

"What a pity. I still want to kiss you with my tongue today..."

"!!"

Hermione's eyes widened in an instant, and two blushes quickly rose on her cheeks. Her dazed and shy look was so cute.

"You're joking, didn't you have a mandrake blade in your mouth?"

Loren finished eating the last piece of glutinous rice cake, sipped the cocoa powder on his fingertips, wiped it with a paper towel, then rubbed the wrapping paper and the paper towel used to wipe his hands, and threw them into the trash can at the door of the Three Broomsticks. inside.

Hermione shook her head to let the heat dissipate from her hot face, took a deep breath before following Loren into the Three Broomsticks.

As soon as she walked in, the warm air hit her face, mixed with the aroma of various fermented wines. Hermione sniffed and felt her cheeks feel warm again.

Valentine's Day for the residents of Hogsmeade ended yesterday, and it was only after eleven o'clock in the morning. Counting the time, the drinkers had just woken up from last night's hangover, so most of the guests in the bar were from Hogwarts. The little wizard seemed a little quiet.

The two of them found a small round table away from the bar and sat down. In addition to the obligatory butter beer, Loren also ordered violet water, orange sparkling wine and some other drinks with low alcohol content.

Hermione placed the snacks bought from Honeydukes Candy Shop on the small round table, together with the fish and chips and small cakes provided by the bar, this was their lunch today.

This is a common sight during event week. Many young wizards choose to have lunch at the Three Broomsticks. For couples, it is more suitable to go to Mrs. Puddieffe's Tea House, but Loren and Hermione are not used to the atmosphere there - people around are always chatting. They gnawed together while chatting, which looked a little scary.

The warm, salty and sweet butterbeer flowed into his stomach, and the warm feeling came back with the bubbles. Loren let out a long sigh of relief: "Obviously the Hogwarts kitchen can also make butterbeer. But I just feel that the Three Broomsticks tastes better.”

"..."

Hermione pointed at him, then pointed at his upper lip, indicating that there was a ring of hops there.

"Sorry..." Loren responded casually for his rude behavior. He first licked it with his tongue and made sure it couldn't be licked off before pulling off a tissue and wiping it off.

Because of the little incident just now, Hermione's eyes subconsciously followed his tongue in a circle, and then looked away awkwardly.

"Okay, now you can feed me lunch." Throwing the tissue for wiping his mouth into the trash can, Loren sat next to Hermione.

"Huh?!" Hermione's expression was full of disbelief.

"This is also part of the agreement. I sold my body to get it, so shouldn't I be able to enjoy it?" Luo Li said confidently.

"..."

Hermione only felt that the psychological impact she received today was greater than she imagined, but when she thought that this person was Loren Morgan, she felt that this request seemed much more reasonable.

Who told me to agree?

Hermione sighed silently, picked up a French fries, dipped it in ketchup and brought it to his mouth.

"I don't want French fries, I want fish nuggets," Loren muttered.

Hermione turned her hand and put the fries into her mouth, chewed them viciously, took the fish nuggets and stuffed them into them.

What was more difficult than waiting for others to eat lunch was that he ate very deliciously, but there were many things Hermione couldn't eat herself - fried fish nuggets for fear of bone spurs puncturing the mandrake leaves, sticky pastries for fear of sticking to the leaves...

After lunch, Hermione was exhausted both physically and mentally.

"Well……"

Loren saw Hermione's pursed lips, almost with an expression of grievance written on her face, and felt a little guilty in his heart. In order to appease his conscience, he pondered for a moment: "I have an idea..."

Hermione raised her little face to look at him.

Loren held her face with a serious expression: "Open your mouth."

He actually wanted to kiss with tongue!

Hermione's eyes flashed with embarrassment, but driven by keeping her promise and some unspeakable impulse, Hermione held back her shame and opened her mouth slightly.

"Open wider," Loren demanded.

"!!"

Hermione clenched her fists and vowed to humiliate him like this when he turned into a kitten at night.

Let him act coquettishly, roll around, lie down and expose his belly!

Supported by the desire for revenge, Hermione opened her mouth resolutely and stared at him.

But she saw this person take out the wand and tap it gently towards her mouth. It was like soft jelly shaking in her mouth, slightly squeezing the inner wall of the left side of her mouth.

"Okay..." Loren retracted his wand and pinched Hermione's hot little face, "I have been thinking about using body transformation to create a small pocket in the mouth, containing mandrake leaves. It should be easier, like a hamster's cheek pouches."

"Cheek pouches?"

Hermione's expression was confused, as if she was a little confused.

She pressed her tongue against the inner wall of her mouth and found that there seemed to be some more lines there. The tip of her tongue pushed the blades over and took them in immediately.

In the mouth, the foreign body feeling of the mandrake leaves disappeared.

"..."

Hermione felt a little disappointed.

I caught the flu, and I feel dizzy from drinking water. I applied for a day off, and I will make up the remaining 2k tomorrow [Bow to the reader]

Chapter 369 Big loss

Hermione couldn't help but rub her tongue repeatedly against the "cheek pouch" on the inner wall of her mouth. She had never noticed that place in the past, but now that she realized there was an extra "little pocket" there, she always felt something strange.

Loren went to get Hermione food, and although Hermione felt like she was full, Loren felt like she wasn't.

Hermione sat in her seat, thinking of all kinds of hamsters.

Hamsters are not considered magical animals, but Hagrid sometimes uses hamsters as snacks and feeds them to other animals, and dried hamsters are also used as ingredients in Potions class.

A live hamster will always stuff its cheek pouches bulging, shake it gently with your hands, and spit out a lot of beans, corn, and sawdust from its mouth. The first time you see it, you will feel a little disgusting, but if you see it a few times, it will make it more disgusting. I feel a sense of relief.

Hermione touched her "cheek pouch" with her tongue, and found that there was only a thin layer, which probably couldn't hold a lot of stuff, and she felt a little weird.

Loren came over from the bar, and when passing by Hermione, he put a piece of fried golden fish meat into her mouth: "Try the fried fish pieces, fresh out of the pan!"

When Hermione saw him, her mind began to think involuntarily, thinking about the human body transformation just now, cheek pouches and hamsters, tongue kisses...

Hermione felt her heart beating slightly faster, worried that Loren would find out the clues, so she lowered her head and ate the fried fish pieces silently.

The fried fish method of Three Broomsticks is a bit rough, but the large spines of the cod itself are still removed. The fish is chosen from the middle part of the fish, so you don’t have to worry about the spines. The crispy flour shell on the surface is a bit hard. When you bite it, the shredded fish meat will appear. Threads of hot water vapor bubble out, and the crude and simple combination of fats, carbohydrates, and proteins brings the most instinctive and primitive joy.

After lunch and drinking the last glass of butterbeer on the table, Loren took Hermione to visit Honeydukes Candy Shop again. Hermione tried it again because she was worried about the candies and pastries that were inedible from mandrake leaves.

Until their bellies were more bulging than their cheek bags, Loren and Hermione went to Zog's Magic Joke Shop again and played until the sun set. Then they followed the returning group of little wizards and walked slowly to school.

On the way back, Seamus and Dean pestered Neville, shouting so loudly beside him that Loren, who was falling behind, could hear them.

Seamus tugged on Neville's sleeve and shook it, and said in a long voice: "Let us see it again, look at it again, just once..."

"Yeah, yeah, let's just take a look and make sure we don't touch it!" Dean agreed.

Neville looked helpless and felt embarrassed to agree, but he had a gentle personality and could not refuse directly, so he could only move forward in a muffled voice without saying a word.

The three of them struggled with each other on the way back.

"..."

Loren was shocked by Seamus and Dean's harsh words, and it took him a few seconds to react. The two of them were pestering Neville because they wanted to see the Lion Patronus, not something else terrible.

He looked back at the sky over the village of Hogsmeade. The dementors that had been lingering here for a long time last year were gone.

I haven't seen it since I returned to school in the new semester. It must have been removed after Bellatrix Lestrange attacked Diagon Alley. Looking back, I didn't see it on the side of the street when I was shopping today. Notice.

It can be inferred that last year's restrictive measures to block schools have also been withdrawn.

"Did you say those tunnels in the castle have been reopened?"

Loren didn't want Hermione to answer, and continued muttering to himself: "For the safety of students, those tunnels should not exist."

"But maybe Principal Dumbledore plans to keep it for the little wizards to explore later?"

"He can definitely do this kind of thing, and maybe he will give some little wizards hints..."

Loren muttered for a long time but didn't hear Hermione's response. He looked at her doubtfully. From the moment she set foot on the way back to school, she was a little absent-minded. She stretched out her hand and waved it in front of her eyes: "Why? You don’t have much energy, are you hungry?”

"No, it's okay..." Hermione replied.

She was still thinking about Loren's joke in front of the Three Broomsticks.

Actually give it a try...

Hermione raised her head and glanced at Loren, met his gaze, and then averted her eyes in a panic, pressing her lips together tightly.

"One more thing..." Loren poked her cheek with his finger. It was soft and bouncy and felt good.

"Pay attention to the time limit of the transformation spell. It will probably expire before going to bed. You still have to pay attention when you sleep. Until you start brewing the secret potion on a full moon night, if you want to be more relaxed, it is best for you to learn this little trick of human transformation by yourself. "

"Tomorrow is Sunday. If your homework has been completed and you don't have to go to some professors to discuss social issues, we can find a place to practice human body transformation and answer your accumulated doubts."

Hermione looked at him happily, with a hint of surprise in her eyes: "Don't you want me to continue learning human transfiguration?"

"Just to dispel your evil thoughts, don't think about turning me into a cat all day long..." Loren rubbed her face as if massaging a cat, making her speech a little slurred, "Human Transformation It is very useful in many cases, just like now...it can also be used when taking the secret medicine to undergo Animagus transformation."

"Oh!"

Hermione was in a happy mood, grabbed his mischievous hands, held one of his hands, and rocked towards the castle.

"Just practice human body transformation properly, okay?"

"know."

"Stop trying to turn me into a cat, okay?"

"..."

"Hey! What do you mean by being silent and not answering? You are so evil!"

"..."

"What are you laughing at? Talk, hey!"

"..."

"Granger, speak!"

Hermione hummed a tuneless melody, shook someone's hand, listened to the chirping noise in her ears, and walked in the early spring sunset.

There was still a bit of chill on the path outside the school. The setting sun was setting in the west, and the golden afterglow spread on the road, which seemed to melt away the chill a little.

……

After dinner.

Harry, Ron, Seamus, Dean and Neville walked into the Gryffindor common room from outside, chatting about Neville's mighty lion patronus. Harry immediately saw Neville sitting by the window doing homework. Hermione.

Hermione sat with her head buried at the small table, writing non-stop with her quill. From time to time she opened a book to look up some information. The most conspicuous thing was a white cat lying on her lap, with its eyelids lazily drooping. When the white cat tried to When he struggled to leave, Hermione held him down and rubbed him hard twice.

Harry thought for a while, he probably spent time in Hogsmeade today and had not finished his homework for the weekend. In fact, Harry and the others had more time on their homework, but they preferred to leave it until tomorrow night.

In Ron's words, Sunday night is magical and makes them more efficient.

Most of the Gryffindors agreed.

Harry and Ron leaned over and felt a little dizzy after just taking a glance at the arithmetic and divination homework she was writing.

"Good evening, Hermione..." Harry and Ron shook their heads to wake up, crouched down and looked at the white cat, "Is this your new pet? It's much prettier than Crookshanks."

Ron, who was uttering evil words, was immediately stared at by an ominous gaze. Crookshanks, who was lying next to him, stood up. Before Ron could react, he slowly raised his paw and printed a few dirty plum blossoms on his pants. print.

Ron patted his trouser legs, grabbed Crookshanks and shook him for a while, then threatened: "You little thing, you still want to take revenge on me. Don't you see that your master doesn't want you anymore? You're going to become a stray cat!"

Harry: "..."