After Voldemort escaped, this evil trend disappeared, and the campus at the end of the semester was quiet and peaceful... What a ghost!
There are no classes anymore, and besides having to take care of Fox, Ani has been living in a tree house in the Forbidden Forest instead of hanging out in the castle.
But just after Hagrid left, Ani added a lot of information after the little witch chirped.
Harry had been sleeping since he entered the school doctor's office.
After waking up the next day, Professor McGonagall called Hermione to the office and expressed that she did not want this matter to become public knowledge.
Therefore, throughout the morning, the little witch remained tight-lipped in the face of the students' inquiries, and Professor McGonagall was very satisfied that the news did not spread.
The next noon, after a full sleep, Ron climbed out of bed refreshed.
At that time, Hermione was standing guard at the door of the school doctor's office. Naturally, she would not hide anything when faced with her friends' questions.
Although Ron knew very little about the Muggle world, his subsequent behavior was undoubtedly a loudspeaker powered by electricity in the eyes of the little witch.
The news spread caused the entire Hogwarts to boil.
"Ron, Professor McGonagall told me not to talk about what happened last night." Hermione dragged the stinky-looking boy into a corner and growled angrily. She had clearly told him this when they met.
"Hey, Hermione, Lavender and the others are waiting to hear my legendary experience. It's very rude of you to do this." Ron wanted to break away from the little witch's hand unhappily, but Ani had shared it with her during the whole school year. There are a lot of good things, and the red-haired Hermione in front of her can hit at least eight.
"I've obviously warned you not to tell anyone about what happened yesterday, why are you still doing this!" Hermione ignored the other party's question. She knew it was not polite to interrupt other people's conversations, but depending on Ron's interest, she let him do what he wanted. You can talk about it for at least a day.
"Yes, you asked me not to tell anyone, lest I violate the professor's wishes."
"Fred and George asked me to help them experiment with alchemical items before they gave me a few copper coins."
"Percy asked me to be serious in class and not lose his face."
"My mother asked me to learn more from the three brothers in front of me and not to be stupid all the time."
Ron threw out a string of words like a barrage, and he had never felt so happy.
"You always ask me to do this and that, but why should I listen? I am the hero who stopped the mysterious man's conspiracy, and I want to tell everyone!" At the end of the sentence, Ron began to yell, and his expression was so excited that Hermione thought he was You can immediately provide yourself with a reason to beat the opponent violently.
"You!" The little witch clenched her fists. If she hadn't gone through the ordeal together last night, she would have beaten the red-haired devil in front of her into a pig's head.
"What's wrong with me? I'm fine, very fine, better than ever. I've never been happier in my life."
Looking at her companions from yesterday, the little witch found that she had lost the desire to speak.
Hermione's silence made the expression on Ron's face become more and more public, making this familiar face become unfamiliar in the girl's eyes.
"I'm going back, Hermione. Everyone is waiting to hear my legendary experience, and I can't let them down." After saying this, Ron hurried back into the crowd without waiting for the girl to respond.
The little witch's delicate and slender feet pressed against the soles of her shoes, clicking on the ground in the corridor.
She didn't know what to do, and she couldn't even figure out what was going on in her mind. Her character and body were gradually drifting away like instinct.
Ron's shouting was faintly heard from behind, "Seamus, why are you leaving? I will continue talking soon."
"Ha~" the little witch chuckled. Even she couldn't figure out why she was laughing, she just laughed naturally.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"
The laughter became more and more cheerful, almost like jingle bells.
Ron, who was boasting excitedly, suddenly felt something. He looked in the direction Hermione left, only to see an empty corridor. Suddenly, he felt a little clogged in his heart.
Maybe he spoke too hastily, Ron thought to himself, and slowed down his speech slightly.
"Haha, you didn't throw a curse at him." Ani joked with a smile and handed Hermione the fresh sap in his hand.
"Come on, we advanced together and retreated together on the first day, but are we going to turn against each other the next day?" The little witch rolled her eyes at him angrily. Do you know that your gloating about misfortune will attract you?
"Wow, you're a generous girl." Aini applauded in a pretentious manner, but it was a bit sincere.
To be honest, Hermione's performance was indeed a bit beyond his expectation. According to the girl's previous personality, she must have been furious now, and she might have run over crying all the way. However, the little witch's expression was very calm at this time.
"Don't be so pretentious. If it hadn't been for what happened last night, I would never talk to him in the future." Although she didn't like playing chess, she didn't know anything about wizard chess.
When she stayed in bed today, Hermione unconsciously replayed yesterday's experience in her mind.
At that time, one test after another came one after another, and she didn't have time to think about it carefully, but when she had time to review it, she naturally revealed the secret that Ron had hidden yesterday.
"Did you know? In the chess game last night, Ron was not the only one who could make sacrifices for victory."
Hermione's tone was somewhat emotional. When she discovered that no matter which of the chess pieces she and Ron represented yesterday was sacrificed, her side could win, the little witch was really shocked.
"Although that annoying guy hesitated for a while, he still chose to sacrifice himself. And he kept this secret from beginning to end, and didn't even reveal a word when he was bragging today."
Is it difficult to judge whether a friend's contribution in practical actions is more serious than the offense he or she makes with words?
"Hermione, I'm glad you can realize this. When your friend's words and deeds are irritating you, you can still think of the sacrifices he has made before. This quality is worthy of praise."
The applause continued, this time it was 100% sincere.
"It's not that good. I'm still very angry when I think of what he said." Faced with Aini's compliment, the girl smiled sheepishly.
Then he happily picked up the cup and took a sip of the sap.
"Ah, it tastes good. Is this a drink you prepared yourself?" The sap was cool in the mouth, and its fresh and sweet smell almost made her think that she was walking in the forest in the sunlight.
"A friend gave it to me. I'll pick up a few more for you when I leave later." After losing sight of Hermione, Aini gave a slight greeting to the window.
For individuals with normal thinking and communication skills, loneliness is undoubtedly the most terrible poison.
In the hundreds of thousands or even longer years that Sylvie has experienced, Aini is the only antidote she has encountered.
Therefore, as long as Aini returns to the Forbidden Forest, Sylvie will separate a part of his consciousness to always be with him. Just like that window, in Aini's field of vision, a green light outlines the elves in the forest, quietly facing each other. Looking at him with a smile.
