"Why are you hiding there? When did you come here?"
Hermione felt a little guilty when she said this. But perhaps it was because she was used to the relationship of gaining the upper hand in front of Harry and them. At the moment, even though she was still a little nervous, she put on a questioning posture on the surface.
However, before Harry and Ron, who were equally guilty, had time to speak, Neville quickly got rid of the relationship and said:
"Hermione, I just came here and didn't know anything! It was Ron just now. He just wanted to squeeze me there - what are you and Luna talking about? I didn't hear a word!"
"Really?"
Hermione looked at him up and down, but at the thought that Neville never lied, she finally nodded.
On the other side, Luna also said:
"Neville has just come! Harry and Ron are following all the way!"
"What?"
Hermione stared at the two clumsy stalkers again. She whispered to Luna sitting next to her when she stared at a layer of sweat on their foreheads:
"Now that you have seen it, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Because... Because you said you were playing hide and seek!" Luna said innocently, "although I haven't played this kind of hide and seek, I can't help you cheat? You have to find them yourself -"
"Oh..."
Listening to Luna's explanation, Hermione immediately recalled that she seemed to unconsciously agree with the saying that she was playing hide and seek, and then couldn't help but hold her forehead and sighed weakly.
"Forget it," she finally waved her hand for a moment, and then stared at Ron and Harry opposite. "Luna, not to mention, what's the matter with you... What's the matter with you two?"
At present, she and Luna are sitting on the slate chair beside the square, while Ron and the three of them stand in a row in front of them, which looks like a picture of parents training their children.
Among the five people present, only Luna was far less embarrassed and serious than the other four, and her face was still wearing a bright smile.
"Ron, Harry, you lost --"
"Luna, don't talk yet."
Hermione reluctantly motioned her not to speak first, and then waved her hand to several boys:
"Neville, don't mention it. You two say... Why follow me?"
Ron and Harry couldn't help looking at each other for Hermione's question. After that, the former turned his head and whispered:
"Hermione, I think we should ask you instead - where have you been before? Why didn't you come in when passing the gate of St. Mungo? That's why we followed you subconsciously."
"Yes!" Harry echoed. "Are you... Hiding something from us?"
"I --"
Maybe their questions were so straightforward that they stabbed Hermione's mind at once, so that she couldn't help revealing some hesitation and annoyance she wanted to hide.
However, Hermione knew that for Harry, Sirius was too allergic. So even at this point, she still had no intention to say those guesses.
After all, even if she took another 10000 steps, it was only her personal conjecture and worry, and lupin had just flatly denied her idea.
She really didn't want to put Harry in danger on impulse because of her "wishful thinking".
"I see," Hermione nodded suddenly after thinking a little. "I wronged you this time... I think you did it because you were worried about me. Thank you... But trust me, it's okay! I just... I've been thinking about the defense means of spiral town. You know, Marca and I mentioned something to do."
"Ah! Um..."
Ron nodded with relief when he heard the speech.
"I remember, Marca also mentioned the arc slate you experimented with last time... Do you want to use that?"
"I don't know, because there's no forming idea, so..." Hermione spread her hands and said, "it's not, um, a little troubled."
Because it was true, Ron and Harry... Especially Harry, seemed to quickly accept Hermione's statement. However, although they both began to nod slowly, Neville on one side was not.
He knew that since Maka would make such a request to him, it meant that Hermione and others were really likely to want to sneak to London. After all, there are few things that happen to Maka without a target.
So on Hermione's statement, although Neville still didn't interrupt, he always felt a little uneasy.
"Neville, what's the matter with you? Are you not feeling well?"
Suddenly, Luna, who had been watching all this curiously since just now, seemed to notice the hesitation shown by Neville.
"Oh, is it because I haven't eaten breakfast? I'm hungry?" she thought, then touched her stomach and said, "I haven't eaten either! As soon as I got up and found Hermione missing, I immediately ran out to find --"
Reminded by Luna's words, Hermione subconsciously glanced at Neville, who had been temporarily ignored, and then immediately noticed something from the residual expression on Neville's face.
She obviously didn't know what Neville was thinking, but... Neville, who was not good at hiding his mind, completely revealed his inner hesitation.
"That's better," Hermione, who felt a little strange, waved her hand after a slight pause. "Luna, you and Neville go back to eat first! We've all eaten, so go to St. Mungo first and come soon!"
"No, No."
Neville, full of confused thoughts, was almost reflexive:
"I have finished the observation room while you are away, and Maka has settled down with the injured. It should be under examination now. He also said... Ah!"
Neville said and then reacted. He quickly closed his mouth, and his face suddenly became a little subtle.
"What?"
Hermione and others looked at him one after another, obviously waiting for him to go on.
In particular, Neville's appearance of leaking words immediately made everyone more curious. Even Luna looked forward to hearing what Maka said.
"No, no... nothing," said Neville, who couldn't lie at all. He stared at himself with so many eyes, suddenly swallowed his saliva and shook his head rigidly. "It's just... That you don't have to go there... Yes, that's it!"