Chapter 1860

On the same day, after returning to France to meet with the Muggle president, Hermione went straight to the headquarters of the Rebel Alliance in Belgium to deal with affairs. It was not until dusk that she finally returned to busbarton for a rest.

Although Weymouth camp has temporarily stabilized, now no one knows when there will be another emergency, so Hermione is tired, but she doesn't dare to turn her head and go to sleep.

If necessary, even at night, she had to rush there immediately. Percy was the only one who was in charge of the command there. She couldn't be busy.

"Miss Granger, are you back?"

Hibiscus had just been upstairs in Ms. Larson's room. Seeing that it was getting late, she was ready to go to the kitchen to get some dinner. When she passed the lounge that had been vacant because of everyone's departure, she suddenly found that the door of the lounge was half closed.

She pushed aside and saw Hermione resting inside.

"Miss Delacour," Hermione, sitting on the sofa with her eyes slightly closed, listened to the sound, immediately opened her eyes and looked at the door, "how's Luna these days? I'm thinking of going to see her later!"

"Oh, miss Lovegood is fine," said Furong immediately. "She doesn't run around any more recently. She's honest. She's really keeping her body in the room! But Ms. Larson's emotional state is getting worse and worse... If the two Miss Geoffrey don't come back, I'm afraid she'll sneak to England without everyone's attention."

"Larson..." Hermione could not help frowning. "No wonder, it's just... Alas, I'll ask Mrs. maxim to find someone to guard her! In any case, I can't let her go to England alone to die."

With that, she suddenly got up from the sofa and said:

"But before that, I think I'd better talk to her first... Miss Delacour, are you going to Ms. Larson's side?"

"Oh, no! I've just come down from her and am going to the kitchen to bring her and miss Lovegood something to eat - you go first! I'll be up in a minute."

"Well," Hermione thought after hearing the speech, "forget it, I'd better come with you! I haven't had dinner yet. I'd better fill my stomach with you and Luna first."

"Well... In fact, I think Miss Lovegood may miss you a little." Fleur and Hermione walked out. "She has really had a good rest these days, and her physical strength has almost recovered... But I feel that she is not in a good mood - she is worried about you."

"... really?"

Hearing this, Hermione could not help but close her lips, but she didn't say anything.

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To tell the truth, Luna's mood is not as low as Furong said... Well, at least not to the extent of sighing all day - if that happens, she's not Luna Lovegood!

Since she asked Furong to pay more attention to Larson that day, she spent almost every day in her room. But these days, she has not been idle, but has been addicted to the study of regular runes in her own way.

In fact, Hermione didn't need Mrs. maxim to send someone to stare at Ms. Larson. Because the latter was unprepared, almost all the emotions and thoughts in her heart had already fallen into Luna's perception. If the other party has any abnormal or extreme thoughts, it must not escape Luna's "common sense rule".

Obviously, this behavior of peeping into the hearts of others is indeed immoral and impolite, but this concept obviously does not exist in Luna's concept.

In other words, she probably didn't think of any moral issues at all.

"Oh, she seems to be blaming herself again."

Luna, who was lying on the windowsill with her head tilted to enjoy the sunset, suddenly raised her head and looked upstairs. Then she couldn't help muttering:

"Furong has gone to the kitchen. It's estimated that she won't be back in a while... Should I go and see Ms. Larson?"

When she thought about it, she shook her head, then leaned over and fell back on the windowsill.

"Remorse... Is not always bad."

If Larson doesn't even feel remorse, all she has left in her mind is the worry and wild speculation about Safina and Ursula's sisters.

When Luna thought of this, she suddenly raised her hand and rubbed her long light golden hair. Then she whispered:

"Should I blame myself?"

A moment later, Luna, who was mumbling, suddenly straightened up and glanced at the door of the room.

"Hermione?"

She was a little stunned, then clapped her hands happily, and then hurried to the door. When she opened the door and pulled the door, she immediately saw Hermione who had just walked outside the door with hibiscus.

"Oh! Hermione, are you okay?" as soon as she saw Hermione, she immediately stepped forward and slapped her up and down. "Are you hurt? Is there anything uncomfortable? I can make you some magic medicine."

"No, no, I'm fine," Hermione said, holding her hand. "Let's go! Go to the room and I'll have dinner with you tonight -"

"That's great!" Luna hurriedly said, "Oh, come in and I'll make godigan tea for you."

Looking at Luna's energetic appearance, Hermione felt a little relieved and couldn't help thinking of what Hibiscus had said before.

Seriously, she can't imagine Luna's low face.

It's just that Hibiscus wouldn't lie in such a place, would she?

Hermione thought, putting the tableware and the dinner basket on the table with hibiscus, and glancing at Luna, who was cooking tea in front of the fireplace.

Not long after they had divided the food, Hermione came to Luna and thought:

"Harry saw Marca."

"Oh?"

Luna turned around and blinked her big eyes at her.

"It should be dangerous along the way, shouldn't it? Harry, are they all right?"

Luna's calmness made Hermione feel so confused for a time, but at the same time, she also had a feeling of "it should be so" in her heart.

This contradiction made Hermione suddenly don't know how to go on - it was clearly her own topic.

"Well, Harry, they're all fine," she said. "Marca has them 'sent' back."

"Oh," Luna nodded, "it's all right. If you're not sure next time, you'd better not go. If anything happens, it'll be terrible!"

Then she lowered her head and poked the firewood pile in the fireplace, splashing a small spark.