Chapter 595

When Harry was showing Ginny's ex boyfriend Michael Connor his position and determination, they hardly found an acquaintance passing across the street. Even if Ginny glanced at it inadvertently, she was disturbed by Harry's declaration in the next moment and forgot all about the strange picture she saw.

Of course, it's strange. In fact, only some people who know it will be surprised. Because it was Hermione and Luna who passed by opposite the crowd at that time.

Luna was walking ahead, and her brisk steps showed her happy mood at the moment. Seriously, she wanted to find a real friend a long time ago, and Hermione, who has always been very straightforward, is undoubtedly a very suitable friend.

Luna is sometimes very naive. Her heart is very pure. She always likes some mysterious and interesting things. She can regard those creatures that may not really exist as real, and use her abundant imagination to carefully describe their possible appearance.

But innocence doesn't mean stupidity. Luna is not stupid. On the contrary, sometimes her purity even makes her better than ordinary people to listen to others.

So she feels very happy today. Because she thinks that maybe from today on, she and Hermione can become a pair of real good friends. As for why

Who knows? She just had this hunch, that's all.

But compared with the pure and happy Luna, Hermione, who followed her silently, seemed much more distressed. She specially invited Luna to Hogsmeade village yesterday, which was really a great determination.

Yes, she wanted to have a good chat with Luna while Marka was away from Hogwarts. She wanted to know what kind of feelings the seemingly carefree girl had for Maka.

Many students have mentioned Luna behind her back. They call her "loony" because they all think Luna Lovegood is a strange girl with unpredictable ideas. But it was this strange, even some obscure crazy girl who made Maka willing to accompany her quietly. What was the reason?

Looking at Luna's erratic pace ahead, Hermione looked confused.

On the way from Hogwarts to here, she had not tried with words. But after some confused conversation, she only felt that she couldn't understand each other's character.

"Luna, where are you going first?"

After following for some time, Hermione found that it was time to go to Hogsmeade railway station, so she had to ask.

"Scream hut," Luna said in her dreamy voice without looking back. "I've been there many times, but I haven't found the entrance. But Marca told me that he said there was an entrance to the scream hut... Hermione, you're smart. I think you can help me find its entrance."

"Scream hut?"

Hermione certainly knew the dusty snow hut. There is a rumor that there is a haunted ghost house. There lives a naked ghost who can touch the entity. When the moon is frosty, he will catch people and torture each other. This rumor is very famous. The residents of Hogsmeade village know it, and even many people say they have heard the roar and cry of midnight.

Now, the house without doors and windows has become a place that little wizards will visit when they first come to Hogsmeade village. It can be said to be quite famous.

But what does that have to do with Hermione? She was not interested in those sensational rumors, nor did she want to know whether there was a vicious ghost in it. Rather than looking for an entrance there, she would rather sit in the three brooms bar and drink a mellow and delicious butter beer.

Today, however, she was going to hang out with Luna. At least before she began to ask some more personal questions, she felt she should relax with Luna, which might help open each other's guard.

"Maka said that it was an interesting and warm place with some moving past events." Luna abandoned her hands in front and walked step by step, "but he didn't tell me how to get in, so I always wanted to find a way to get in."

"Yes... Really?" Hermione whispered behind. "Since he knows, why don't you ask him directly? I think if you ask him, he will tell you."

"No, that's boring." Luna suddenly turned around and whispered like a song, "the process of hard work will give the greatest value to the results."

As she spoke, she reversed her hand. The sun, which hung obliquely in the air opposite, silently shed a dazzling golden glow, which made her narrow her eyes slightly.

In her eyes, Hermione, shrouded in the sun, had only an unclear outline; In Hermione's eyes, she was fully illuminated by the sun, and the long light golden hair behind her faintly sent out a wonderful halo.

As I said before, Hogsmeade village is really not big. It wasn't long before Hermione saw the hut on the edge of the village from a distance.

Because of Marca, Hermione didn't know much about the secret buried in the shed. She knows some stories about lupin, but if you want to be specific, she really hasn't heard of what happened in the screaming shed with lupin, Sirius, Harry's father James Potter and the smelly mouse Peter.

So, looking at the hut from a distance, she didn't feel much.

"Oh, here we are." Luna finally stopped.

This is already a remote place in the village. Even if there are many people in Hogsmeade, it seems a little deserted. Maybe when school starts next year, a new group of third graders will come to visit in groups, but that's definitely not now.

As Luna slowly stopped by the street, Hermione stood beside her. They stared at the old hut, one with curiosity and the other with some absentmindedness.

Scream hut is a place where everyone unknowingly appears. No one knows who built it, and that rumor is more mysterious. But to be honest, the scenery here is good.

Against the backdrop of the dense evergreen forest behind, even if the shed looks quite old, it seems strangely harmonious here. The thick snow around it and on its top quietly covered it, making it look like a big gray cake.

"Eh?"

Hermione looked around the hut casually, but inadvertently saw a small stone tablet. It was placed on the edge of the snow forest, about ten steps away from the screaming hut. It looked lonely and monotonous.

"It's a tombstone," Luna said suddenly, as if she had noticed Hermione's eyes. "Maka said that it also has its own story."

Hermione thought, raised her legs and walked over there.

When she got closer, she found that it really looked like a tombstone. It was embedded in the ground, half covered by snow, covering nearly half of it. If she hadn't happened to see the different colors just now, she might not have noticed them.

She squatted down and swept the snow aside, only to find that there was not even a word on the tombstone.

"Is this really a tombstone?" Hermione said to herself in disbelief.

But when she thought about it, she found that her doubt seemed superfluous. Since Maka had said that to Luna, it should be a tombstone - Maka rarely said anything uncertain.

A shed with haunted rumors and an unknown tombstone... It seems to be proving something to each other, which makes people unconsciously care.

After looking left and right, Hermione straightened up again and continued to scan the surrounding scene.

She looked a little aimless because she had no intention of looking for an entrance. But Luna had turned around the shed and looked at it carefully, as if she was afraid of missing some clues.

I can tell from what she said before that she must have been here many times before. Some came with Maka, and maybe she came alone... Won't she be tired of so many times?

Hermione waited by the tombstone for a while, but she began to think about what to ask Luna for a while. But as time passed, she found that Luna didn't mean to stop at all.

To tell you the truth, she can't help it.

But just after she took a few steps towards Luna, suddenly she felt a sudden slide under her feet, which made her plop into the snow without any response.

Fortunately, the snow on the ground was thick enough, and the fall didn't hurt.

"What?"

Because just now she could feel the feeling under the soles of her feet was really different. In addition to being slippery, she could definitely feel an inexplicable coolness, which made her shiver after she fell to the ground.

Hermione sat on the ground, stretched out her feet and kicked them carelessly. Suddenly, a clear blue was exposed in the snow. The blue and white shimmering in the sun looked familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere.

She quickly stood up and pulled with her feet again, but found that it was a piece of extremely strong ice. It was like the ice plated on the ground. The area was small. After Hermione swept away the snow, it looked very abrupt on the dry land.

"This is..." Hermione frowned slightly, with a hint of meditation on her face.