Chapter 1076

Hogsmeade village is the same.

The not so wide road was covered with snow on both sides, which was almost connected with the snow on the slightly low roof. The road itself, because it has cleared the snow with a magic spell, will even make people feel cleaner than indoors except that it is slightly wet.

Of course, the village has been built for many years after all. No matter how clean it is, it inevitably gives people a feeling of old age.

It seems to be mentioned in some miscellaneous notes about Hogwarts in the library that Hogsmeade village and the school were established at the same time, and there have been no major changes during these years.

In this way, like Hogwarts castle, it still continues the style of medieval villages thousands of years ago!

At present, Maka is walking slowly along the road with Hermione.

"Stop! Give me back the Chocolate Frog!"

"Jimmy, you said only cards! Since you don't want to eat chocolate frogs, you might as well give them to me! Don't be so stingy..."

"Who says I won't eat! Don't run if you have the courage! I can't kill you!"

Every Hogsmeade day, the roads in the village will appear quite crowded, even usually accompanied by some minor chaos. Maka grabbed Hermione's wrist and pulled her to the side of the road to avoid being hit by the two junior students who chased and fled.

After the two men ran to the other end of the street, Maka looked at their backs and said:

"How do I feel that the students in the past two years have become more and more naughty. I remember we wouldn't have made such a noise in the street!"

As he was saying this, he suddenly turned around and smiled.

"Hermione, you say so!"

Although she was only pulled by makara's wrist and made way for others, Hermione's face turned red.

However, she seemed to disapprove of Maka's words.

"I don't know which troublemakers wanted to visit the castle at night. They not only implicated me, but also someone specially prepared something to deal with Mrs. Loris!"

Seeing Hermione curling her mouth and teasing herself with a smile, Maka had to shrug her shoulders and say:

"Oh! At least it's not 'specially' for Mrs. Loris... Well, don't look at me like that, I'm telling the truth!"

"Who knows?"

Hermione pursed her mouth, then turned around and went first, but after she carried it by her back, she couldn't help laughing secretly.

Behind her, Maka seemed unaware that she was laughing, and suddenly recalled:

"Speaking of it, time flies too! Think about what you just mentioned, as if it just happened yesterday... But when you think about it again, it was five years ago."

After listening to Marca sigh that time is like running water, Hermione nodded.

Isn't it!

Not to mention anything else, just look at their little partners, and now they are growing up one by one unconsciously. Short and fat Neville became a handsome boy, Ginny gradually grew into a famous beauty in the whole school, and Maka even became a professor.

In the past six years, many things have actually happened, but when I look back, it is still like a snap of my finger.

They paced back and forth, remembering every bit of these years. Suddenly, they found that they had come to the end of the village.

Standing on the corner, Hermione glanced to her right - turn around here and it's not far from the pig head bar.

"Marca, shall we go and see Miss Witt? She should come to work this afternoon."

"Huh?"

When Maka heard the speech, she first looked in the direction of the pig head bar, but then shook her head.

"Don't you say it's a date!" he said with a smile. "Although I'm a little sorry for aberforth, I really don't think that dirty bar will be a good place for a date!"

Seeing him say so, Hermione was a little stunned, but she couldn't help muttering in a small voice:

"I don't care. Anyway, I'm not dating the environment..."

Marka naturally heard Hermione's words. But he didn't say anything. Instead, he looked up to his left and then said:

"Let's go this way today - I think the time after lunch can be used for a cup of afternoon tea or something, don't you think?"

"Good?"

Hermione responded casually, turning her head and following his eyes to the other side. But when she realized what was on the right turn Street ahead, her little heart beat violently.

The store at the corner over there is the "literati residence feather pen store" she often goes to, but after turning that corner, there is only one store in the small street related to "afternoon tea".

"Marca, you mean..."

"That's right," said Marca, raising her eyebrows. "Madame padev's teahouse - in fact, I don't seem to have entered that store in Hogsmeade village. You know, it's really difficult for the first person there to enter!"

Of course it would be inconvenient to be alone if padev.

From the lace tablecloth to the misty atmosphere decoration, including the exquisite decoration of the whole store, everything seems to exude the smell of "single dogs don't get close" all the time.

Whether it's men and men, women and men, or women and women, if you don't hold a small hand, I'm afraid you'll be embarrassed to pass by her shop.

There is no doubt that Mrs. padev's teahouse is recognized as a sacred place for lovers throughout Hogwarts.

Even if the store is not only expensive for students, but also a little cramped in space. But if boys want to seriously ask a girl to confess, they must choose here as much as possible. Even if they borrow money, they should invite their beloved girl to go.

As for the reason... It is said that the probability of success is much higher there than elsewhere?

"Come on! Let's go and have a look!"

"Wait!"

Seeing that Marca was about to go that way, Hermione subconsciously followed him for two steps, and then suddenly grabbed each other.

"What's the matter?" Marca looked back and smiled. "Relax, just a cup of tea... I understand."

"No, listen to me first."

Hermione stubbornly refused to go. After making Maka stop, she said seriously:

"Maka, I think you can understand the situation between Luna and me. Seriously, I thank Luna for allowing me... You know what I'm talking about."

She sipped her mouth, skipped something she didn't mean to say, and then continued:

"Moreover, I am more grateful to her for giving me this opportunity today. Therefore, after you take me to padev this time, I hope you can remember... Take her next time!"

Finally, Hermione thought silently in the bottom of her heart:

"If Luna hadn't allowed me to intervene, I wouldn't have got the chance to compete - so even if she said 'there is no absolute fairness in the world', I must at least keep a 'relative fairness' for her. Otherwise, it would be too unreasonable!"

Although Hermione didn't say these later words, Maka could vaguely feel that she was thinking so. From the perspective of these "underground transactions" between her and Luna, the tenderness and kindness of the two girls are really moving.

Up to now, it's not the most important thing among them that he likes Marca McLean.

Looking at Hermione's shy and almost overflowing seriousness, Marca solemnly bowed her head.

"I see."

"... thank you."

After thanking Maka for her respect for her decision, Hermione grabbed each other's hand and walked to the diagonally opposite intersection.

As you can see from the back, her face is obviously red again.

Feeling the tenderness in her hands, Maka let her pull herself forward, and silently sighed for these two feelings.

Today, let's not talk about Luna's ideas. Hermione's perseverance in friendship and love is enough to impress him deeply.

As Marca's thoughts flowed, Hermione had dragged him to the door of Mrs. padev's teahouse.

The storefront, which is quite different from the left and right sides, is exquisite and bright with a little ambiguity. Just the three colors of pink, red and white constitute a picture that is not elegant, but full of atmosphere.

Of course, if you have to say the shortcomings of this teahouse, I'm afraid it's a word "vulgar".

Compared with the office of Umbridge sent from the Ministry of magic to Hogwarts, padev's decoration is indeed a little "fresh", but looking more will still make people feel "tired".

As Marca took a step forward and opened the door with grille window for Hermione, a series of crisp bells rang from the door.

"Please! Miss Granger -"

He stood by the door, smiled at Hermione and asked.

After Hermione pursed her lips and walked in carefully, he turned around and stepped into the teahouse he had only heard of for five or six years.

Just the first step, a warm feeling with a little wet meaning suddenly came to my face. Compared with the ice and snow outside, it seems like late spring.

Then he and Hermione immediately smelled the sweet smell in the air - the smell of dessert and coffee? Or the smell of some kind of perfume? It's really hard to tell.

"Oh! It's a diluted pearl flower fragrance..." Marca moved his nose and then quickly said, "this lady is still willing to get the money."

Hearing this, Hermione hesitated:

"The concoction of ecstasy?"

"Yes!"

Maka nodded slightly.