Chapter 863

There is a kind of love, called "I am in the water, but you are on the shore"... This feeling of being close to each other but like the end of the world, always makes people sigh.

But now Ron felt that his salted fish had jumped into the pot, but the girl just turned on the fire and left him there.

"What on earth... Why on earth?"

He sat at the long table, muttering softly, poking the boiled beans in the plate with a spoon. Look at his beans. Almost all of them have been poked into bean paste. I don't know whether he's going to eat them or not.

Just then Hermione suddenly appeared from the side porch. But she noticed Ron sitting in the middle of the Gryffindor table from a distance, and then her steps slowed down unconsciously.

Obviously, she arrived in the auditorium a step earlier than Harry and Ginny - the couple were still walking down the stairs!

However, Hermione, she doesn't want to meet Ron at all now!

"Oh..." she pursed her lips and couldn't help thinking, "should I secretly take two pieces of bread and then go back to the library immediately?"

On this question, she thought about it several times along the way, but she still hasn't found a good answer until now.

"No, we should let him know earlier. Isn't it that the longer this kind of thing is delayed, the more painful it will be when facing the truth in the future?"

On this thought, Hermione seemed to have finally made up her mind and walked to the seat opposite Ron as soon as she gritted her teeth.

Open the chair, put down the schoolbag and sit down gently. This set of actions that you will do every day has long been like clouds and flowing water. It is simply done at one go.

But after that, Hermione found herself a little uncomfortable.

In the face of friends, she is not the kind of person who can hide things in her heart. On weekdays, she seems very straightforward and cheerful, and occasionally proud. She is the type who dares to say and do.

When something happens in her heart, she will immediately become the present kind of tangled appearance of opening her mouth to speak, but it seems that she wants to pay back her words.

Fortunately, Ron is obviously not in good shape at the moment. He is immersed in a person's inner world. Even though there was a living man across the table, he didn't notice it at all. He just poked beans with his spoon!

Hermione breathed a little relief when Ron ignored herself - she was really ready to speak just now at the side porch door, but when they met face to face, they found that the feeling was really different.

Ron is her friend from school until now. Although he is often unreliable, he has been witnessing his growth over the years.

Now, Ron seems to have finally met a girl who looks very good, which makes Hermione feel reluctant to tell each other the truth she has just learned.

Only Hermione hesitated for a moment, but the rest of her eyes caught a glimpse of Harry and Ginny walking slowly this way.

"Hey, Hermione, here too? Have you talked to Ron?"

Harry still couldn't read his face and atmosphere as usual. He greeted easily before he came to the table.

And it's still the kind of pot that doesn't open.

"... Hermione?"

On hearing Harry's familiar voice, Ron finally recovered. As soon as he looked up, he saw Hermione sitting opposite with a delicate face.

Then, he no longer cared about self pity, as if he had caught the only straw left, showing a surprised expression.

"Hermione," he said hurriedly, "tell me, what did you hear from Luna? Tell me!"

Maybe it was because she was eager to get good news. Ron didn't notice that Hermione had more embarrassment and helplessness than the subtlety on her face.

"Sorry, i... um... Actually..." she opened her mouth several times, but finally sighed, "anyway, Ron, I advise you to forget each other!"

"This..." Ron said in surprise when he heard the speech. "But... Why? Do you mean... She's not interested in me at all? Then why did she..."

At the end, he couldn't help shaking his head and said: "... Why did she smile so happy?"

In fact, Ron had a clear feeling about that night at the ball.

Although they didn't say much that night, even if they did, it was basically him. The girl often only acts as a listener and occasionally whispers a word or two.

But even so, Ron can still feel the pure happiness from each other's smile.

"Hermione... I see," he said after a while in the look at each other between Harry and Ginny. "I believe the result you asked from Luna is very bad, and I believe you are embarrassed not to hurt me..."

"However, please also believe that I can bear any ending... I just hope that I can hear the most real answer, not confused, and end this exceptionally short relationship for me."

At this point, Ron was unusually calm:

"Hermione, tell me! Aren't you the one who knows best about my tolerance?"

When Ron took the initiative to ask Hermione for a "rejection", Hermione certainly couldn't forget it. But Hermione now wants to say that the two are actually two different things!

Therefore, even if Ron talked about it, Hermione was still hesitating. Her eyes shifted slightly to one side and couldn't fall on Ron's side at all.

But in the next second

"You... What's the matter?"

Hearing the sound, the four Gryffindors with different faces suddenly looked at a distance - but saw the man with a fork in his hand and a sausage on it. Who else could it be?

He had just arrived at the auditorium, but when he sat down on the teaching staff seat and forked a roast sausage, he found something wrong in the atmosphere from a distance.

"Hey, I said, what happened? Don't even talk?"

Maka gently shook the sausage and motioned for any of the four of them to explain.

"It's the third grade girl Ron and Ravenclaw met at the ball that day..." Harry blinked and said, "Oh, you saw it that day!"

"Yes."

Marca nodded slightly - speaking of it, he had seen a good play in front of the office window not long ago!

"Yes, I saw it at that time..." he said, "so? I think your expressions have been strange since just now. What's the matter?"

Knowing that Marca must not know the situation of Ron and the girl these days, harriton kindly explained it to Marca. Maybe he thought that Marca with a flexible head would help calm Ron or something.

Yes, as Ron said just now, Harry could taste something even if he was dull.

As for Marca, after listening to a series of explanations from Harry, she also learned about Ron's recent epic experience.

"So it is?"

He nodded and then looked at Hermione.

"Since Ron said that himself, tell her! He will accept the reality sooner or later. If you hide it for him, it will make it difficult for him to give up, won't you?"

Hermione naturally understood this for a long time, but

"... Maka," she thought for a moment, then suddenly stood up, walked to Maka and dragged her clothes to the distance, "come here first, i... I have to tell you first."

Hermione pulled her all the way to the side wall of the auditorium, but saw that she first confirmed several times in Ron's direction, and then whispered around Maka.

While Maka listened, the expression on her face also changed quite wonderful.

To be honest, after all kinds of messy events, Maka's heart has been extremely strong. Even he sometimes felt that he had moved closer to Dumbledore in the past two years.

Not to mention the exaggeration of "not surprised by the collapse of the sky", Maka felt a little confident just by saying that she was indifferent.

If you have to say, the so-called "psychological tolerance" is really divided into several types. Some things will easily touch a person's tolerance bottom line.

"... Luna told you all this?"

After hearing Hermione's simple statement, Marca gradually put away his strange expression, but her slightly frowned eyebrows still didn't relax.

"Yes, just when she was in the library," Hermione answered quickly, and then explained deliberately, "I know that Luna is too simple and will always believe some rumors that may not exist... But she saw it with her own eyes, and the fact is very simple and clear... I don't think she should be wrong!"

"I'd rather she made a mistake!"

Marca shook her head, then turned back to the long table at Ravenclaw college and glanced back.

Hermione knew what he was looking for, so she quickly said:

"Don't look for it. She should still be in the library now... She said she was looking for another book, so I came down alone."

"Well..."

Listening to her, Maka took back her sight and thought about it.

"Well," he said, "let's not talk about it for the time being, lest we finally find out that there is a mistake... I'll take a look for Ron later! Is he a third grader at Ravenclaw college? What's his name?"

When Hermione gave a name, Marca returned to Harry and them with her. When he saw the calm on Ron's face that seemed to see through something, he couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

"Ron, I've basically understood this... Wait! I'll figure it out for you, and then I'll tell you what's going on!"

With that, Maka put the roast sausage she hadn't eaten up to now into her mouth.

Sure enough, it's cold.