"Oh, no... really... Is it really necessary?"

"Of course, it's very necessary - please, Neville! Or... You're actually busy tomorrow? If that's the case, I'll have to ask someone else..."

"Well, I'm not... Nothing tomorrow. I mean, it's too strange. I don't think I can handle it..."

"Oh, be confident! Neville, I think you have no problem!"

On the stairs outside the bedroom, Neville and Ron were sneaking up on the edge of the window hole and whispering constantly. It could be heard that Ron was asking Neville for a favor, but Neville kept pushing away.

Of course, the shy and introverted boy was not good at rejecting others, so he just tried to find a reason and try to get Ron to withdraw his request.

But that doesn't seem to work easily, does it?

"Neville, my good friend! You see... What a great fate we have lived in a dormitory since we entered school? If I say, we can be friends all our lives! Now your good brother is in trouble and you have nothing to do tomorrow... Can't you try to help me?"

Ron kept pleading with Neville, as if it was a very important thing for him.

"And, seriously - it's actually not as bad as you think," he tried to explain. "With Maka's Potion, the probability of revealing the stuffing must be zero! Well, think about it, you must have no problem!"

"Oh -" Neville hesitated for a moment in embarrassment, but finally shook his head like he could not. "I'm afraid I can't. um... Still can't, maybe... I dare not, I really can't finish your task."

After Neville's ambiguous declines, Ron seemed to finally understand his firmness hidden behind euphemism, and finally couldn't help sighing.

"Well... Yeah, I shouldn't have forced you like that," Ron said helplessly. "But seriously, think about it! I'll go to someone else now - if no one else can find it, I think I'll come to you in the end."

Then he stopped pestering Neville and turned to the common room.

Neville looked at Ron's back, but his heart was steaming with a sense of powerlessness. In fact, he doesn't want to do Ron a favor at all. After all, Ron also gives himself a lot of care on weekdays. In the final analysis, it's just that his self-confidence is secretly causing trouble.

"Neville Longbottom... You can't do anything!"

After giving himself a complaint, neverton hung his shoulders and left unhappily.

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This morning's course is full of bad people's interest, such as divination, magic history, and Snape's defense against the dark arts. It was not easy to get to the noon break. Harry and Ron were about to ask Hermione if they would go to the auditorium for lunch together, but Hermione walked out of the classroom without looking back before they could speak.

She didn't go anywhere. She just came to the entrance hall of the castle. Then she stood by the gate without saying a word and waited silently.

"What's the matter with her?"

"Who knows!"

Harry and Ron were a little strange when they saw this.

These two days, Hermione's state is not right. She seems to have something on her mind all the time. Although it's not enough for everyone to notice, Harry and Ron can feel some disharmony.

At first they didn't want to stop Hermione and ask directly, but after some worried thinking, they decided to sneak up.

"She looks like she's waiting for someone?" Harry and Ron hid behind the porch post, looked at it from a distance, and whispered after observing it for a while. "Ron, who do you think she's waiting for?"

"It's definitely not the two of us anyway..."

Ron has a rather lack of interest here. He is still worrying about his own affairs! He replied rather perfunctorily to Harry's self talking inquiry.

"Ron, why don't we just go and ask?" said Harry suddenly. "I always think it's not right. Hermione doesn't usually look like that... I think she must be in trouble."

"Well, I think it's best not to disturb her." Ron looked back. "Hermione always has her own reason, and... If we disturb her at this time, I think we'll be unlucky!"

"I have to admit, you seem to be right," Harry nodded in deep thought.

It's lunchtime now, because the auditorium is next to it, and people come and go in the lobby. Guys like Harry and Ron, who sneak behind the pillars and peek, naturally become a focus of attention.

Whenever someone passed here, he would look at them hesitantly.

"Harry, I think we should go -"

Ron looked around and found that many eyes had turned in other directions under his scanning. It was obvious that those eyes had been looking here just now.

"No, wait!" Harry suddenly grabbed Ron's sleeve. "Hermione moved. She seemed to wait for the person she was looking for..."

When Ron looked over there again with Harry's words, Hermione had come to the gate of the castle.

"Luna, do you have time now?"

It was at this moment that the girl with waist length blond hair just walked to the steps outside the door. When she heard someone call her name, she looked up curiously and conveniently covered the dazzling noon sun.

"Hermione?" she flashed her hazy eyes and said in a trance, "I'm going to eat in the auditorium. Do you want to come together? I heard there's milk pudding today..."

"Of course... Yes," Hermione hesitated a little, but nodded quickly, "but before that, can I have a word with you? Well... It won't take long."

At this time, Hermione seemed a little hesitant, but she didn't seem to be affected by her inner shaking, and what she should say still flowed smoothly out of her mouth.

In the sunshine outside the door, she narrowed her eyes slightly, but her eyes were still stubbornly looking directly into Luna's gray eyes.

The two girls, one standing inside the door and the other standing outside the door, are very different in appearance and character. But somehow, when the two stand together, they don't give people a sense of disharmony.

Perhaps they will be difficult to become friends because of their different views on things, but the reason of one side and the innocence of the other side will tolerate each other, so that there will never be disputes between them.

"Really?" Luna naturally touched her belly and said in her soft voice, "as long as it won't be long enough for her stomach to growl, it's no problem..."

"I don't think so."

Hermione pursed her mouth, then stepped out of the gate and pointed to the lawn on the side of the castle.

"Please come over a little... Just a few words."

Luna looked at the side she pointed to, looked up at the clouds in the sky for some reason, and then walked briskly to keep up with Hermione.

"It's a nice day today. It's very suitable for drying quilts..." as she walked, she inexplicably pulled out an irrelevant topic. "Dad won't think of it. He's too busy."

"Maybe you can write him a letter."

Hermione responded as if to ease the atmosphere. But she didn't know that she would feel some suffocation at the moment. In fact, it was just herself.

"That's a good idea." when Luna heard it, she seemed to start thinking, "if the owl flies faster, it should be able to get home before sunset... Well, I don't know if dad is at home today?"

"Well... You can think about the letter later," seeing that Luna had a vague tendency to pull the topic farther and farther, Hermione had to interrupt her thoughts and immediately regretted her agreement, "Luna, actually, I have a question... No, forget it first. I mean, can I ask you to Hogsmeade village tomorrow? There are some things I want to talk to you carefully."

"Hogsmeade day?" Luna nodded at that time. "OK! I wanted to go to the magic equipment store. I heard that there are new products there. You can find anti demon glasses that harass you! You'll want one too, won't you?"

"Oh, um... Maybe?" Hermione felt it was really difficult to talk to the girl normally. She couldn't help worrying about tomorrow's reservation. "So, did you promise?"

"I think so..." Luna blinked her eyes slightly. She didn't know whether she was looking at Hermione or somewhere else. "We can go together... Where would you like to go first? Prince honey?"

She talked to herself as if she was happy to spend a Hogsmeade day with Hermione. Or, she was actually happy that Hermione could take the initiative to invite herself... But in any case, she didn't care about what Hermione said about "talking carefully".

Hermione listened to Luna's erratic words and stood where she was. She didn't know what she was thinking.

"... Oh, Hermione... Will Harry and Ron come too? Then we can go to the magic joke shop. They seem to like them very much..."

"No, we won't be with them this time," Hermione said suddenly. "Go to Hogsmeade tomorrow, just the two of us, can we talk alone?"