Chapter 900

"Who's there!"

Across the dense and manic snow curtain, Hermione raised her voice and asked this sentence again.

But maybe it was because the strong wind wrapped the voice away, or maybe the other party still didn't respond, so she still didn't get any answer this time.

She could only be sure that the figure standing on the edge of the tower against the wind and snow had indeed turned around.

So, what is the reason that makes a person stand silently in such a deep and cold flying snow in the middle of the night?

With a deeper sense of vigilance, Hermione clenched the handle of her wand and walked out of the stairs under the trap door against the strong wind and snow. Although she could hardly open her eyes to the snowflakes, she still walked forward step by step.

But Hermione seemed to forget that she was also a "suspicious person" wandering around late at night?

And she didn't stop until she came not far in front of each other. At that moment, she found that she could finally see each other's appearance.

However, until then, Hermione found that she didn't seem to know this... Woman.

"You... Who the hell are you?"

To tell the truth, this is the third time she has asked the same question.

But fortunately, the other party finally spoke.

"Hello, my name is Milian... And you?"

Yes, the one who ran to the tower in the middle of the night to "find cool" was Miriam, who had just borrowed from Hogwarts to seek asylum.

When she spoke, Hermione immediately felt a mature charm.

To be honest, millian's appearance is by no means extremely beautiful, but if matched with her cold temperament and proud posture, she is really charming.

A girl like Hermione who is still growing up naturally has more youth, but often has less charm.

"I'm Hermione Granger, a student of Gryffindor College..." she subconsciously replied, then shook her head and said, "no, I want to say - you're not from our school? How could you appear in this place at this time?"

"Oh... I'm afraid I can't tell you that," Milian explained calmly, raising her hair back from the wind. "I can only say that I stayed in Hogwarts, and your headmaster, Ms. Mileva McGonagall, knows."

"Really?"

Hermione looked up and down at Miriam suspiciously. She didn't know whether she should believe it or not.

"Well... Why did you come to the top of the astronomical tower so late? Even if you can't sleep and want to see the stars, you have to choose a sunny day?"

Of course, her question is very reasonable.

After all, even she just wandered in the dark in the corridor of the castle, and would never want to go outdoors in this blizzard weather for no reason.

But I don't know whether Hermione's words touched millian's nerve, but she saw that the other party suddenly frowned and a heavy look appeared in the corners of her eyes.

On the other hand, Hermione seems to be particularly sensitive because of Maka's quiet departure. So as soon as Miriam's mood changed slightly, her hand holding the handle of the wand tightened again.

It seems that as soon as the other party changes, she will immediately throw a magic spell back.

But soon Miriam suddenly sighed softly. As soon as the soft and inaudible sigh was uttered, it was violently swept away by the wind, so that Hermione could only find an unknown complexity in her face.

"Nothing," millian said slowly. "I just somehow woke up from a chaotic nightmare, and then I felt as if I had inadvertently lost something important... This uneasiness made me unable to sleep anymore, so I thought of it to restore my peace."

"Lost something important?"

Hermione repeated her words in a daze. In a trance, she couldn't help feeling something.

"Yes."

Millian answered casually, but the next second she smiled at herself.

"No, if I have to say, what 'important things' do I have to lose?"

Most of her only childhood friends were dead. Grandpa raven, who raised her, completely disappointed her. Now that she has nothing, what else can she feel so upset about?

She had planned to find a place to guard ASA's grave after asking Maka to help her recover ASA's body.

In this way, she can not only live up to ASA who once gave up her life to cover herself, but also look at the colorful world for a few more years instead of ASA. In this way, she is very satisfied.

However, the inexplicable uneasiness and anxiety at that time seemed so strong. It makes people like her who don't believe in premonitions feel something wrong.

"... I think something bad really happened."

A moment later, millian deliberately added.

But to be honest, what Hermione can't hear most now is "bad things".

At the thought that Marca left tonight, she couldn't make up her mind. At present, if Miriam said this again, the hard distracted attention will be pulled back to the original starting point in an instant.

Forced to press the tangle at the bottom of her heart, Hermione rubbed her frozen cheeks.

"Since you are a guest, it doesn't matter. In fact, there are many guests these days. But now it's so late and it's so cold outside, you'd better go back to your room and continue to sleep..."

At this point, she paused a little and added: "... Well, the corridors and stairs in the castle are a little complicated. Where is your room? I can take you there."

Although Hermione had more or less believed Miriam's statement, it would be more reassuring to confirm the specific residence.

Of course, it is normal for a temporary statement like Hermione to be rejected directly. But for Miriam, she nodded quickly.

"Oh, good! Then I'll trouble you - well, Miss Granger?"

"Please call me Hermione."

Hermione smiled, but because most of her face was frozen a little stiff, it looked a little embarrassed.

From this point, we can see some differences between the two. Because Miriam, who stood far longer than Hermione in the ice and snow, still looked as if she didn't feel the cold at all.

Hermione finally noticed this as she watched Miriam pass by and calmly walk up the stairs.

"What kind of magic spell did you use? Or did you drink some magic medicine?" she whispered in some doubt, "no?"

Thinking, Hermione quickly followed.

Unfortunately, she thought that even if the other party really lived in Hogwarts, it should only be arranged in the guest room of the main castle. It only takes two stairs and a few corridors to get there from here to there.

But she didn't expect that Miriam's room was on the side of the vice fort where most of it was idle!

Because the main and auxiliary fortresses are only connected by the corridor behind the hall on the first floor, they must go up and down from the astronomical tower to the bottom floor, and then cross the main fortress all the way to reach the auxiliary fortress area.

Seriously, Hermione has rarely walked so far since she entered Hogwarts!

One by one, after passing through some of the most familiar corridors, the surrounding light seemed to become more and more scarce as they stepped into the area where few people came.

It is said that long ago, when Hogwarts once reached the peak of the number of students, the sub fort was also used as a teaching place.

But most of the time, almost no one will go to the sub fort, which is about half smaller than the main fort.

Therefore, a place like this, which is not only empty but also located inside the whole castle, has become the best place for some identity sensitive people to hide.

That's why Marca let millian and AHAS live directly in the vice fort.

"... is this it?"

After walking for a long time, Hermione found a gray door according to Miriam's description. It looks a little old everywhere, but the cleanliness of the house elves is no less than that of the main castle because they don't take care of it because no one lives.

"Well... Do you really live here?" she couldn't help hesitating.

"I know you might think I'm suspicious, but it's true." Miriam reached out and pushed the door open, but made no unnecessary noise.

AHAS's room is not far away, so she still wants to try not to wake up the slightly annoying "little guy".

"If you don't feel at ease, please come in and have a seat! You can look around. When I came, I didn't bring any personal belongings that can't be seen."

Hearing the speech, Hermione hesitated a little and walked decisively into the room. When millian passed by, she slipped the wand back into her sleeve under the cover of her body.

As millian said, there is really nothing suspicious in this room. In particular, there are small details and traces of daily life everywhere.

"Please sit down. I'll cook you a pot of cocoa. I think you seem to be frozen!"

With that, Milian went to the fireplace and took out her wand to light the firewood inside. Soon, the orange fire made the indoor temperature rise rapidly, and a warmth gradually dissipated Hermione's cold.

Soon after, when a cup of steaming hot cocoa was sent to her hand, Hermione couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief because of the warmth enough to melt her heart.

But at the next moment, Hermione was stunned by the special smell of the steam in the cup.