Chapter 149 Hermione's Girlish Attitude

"Boom boom boom"

"Hermione—little Hermione? What's the matter with you, come out and let Daddy see—"

There was constant knocking on the door outside, over and over again, tirelessly. Hermione felt sorry for that, she knew her parents were really worried about her.

But she really didn't want to move, not at all.

She lay on the bed that had been with her for nearly 12 years, and buried her face in the soft pillow.

It must be the mother, she must have washed the pillow again when she was not at home, and a scent of soap filled her nose.

The familiar scent made Hermione's thoughts gradually blurred. She thought vaguely that the day she entered Hogwarts was September 1st, which was 18 days before her birthday.

Her first birthday at Hogwarts was definitely the least celebrated birthday in her life. Because everyone is not very familiar with it yet, and the attention of the freshmen is mostly attracted by the novel magic courses.

It's a pity that no one knew about her birthday, let alone someone came to celebrate her.

To be honest, as a sensible girl, Hermione didn't care too much about it. But what she couldn't bear was that the red-haired monkey named Ron Weasley... actually said that everyone couldn't stand her!

What's even worse, he actually said that he was like a nightmare!

Half a month had passed since my birthday, and my mood, which had gradually recovered due to the passage of time, suddenly dropped to freezing point again.

Although a little embarrassed, she still had to admit - she was really angry and cried.

"Well--"

Hermione buried herself in the pillow, venting her shame in a low voice. After all, it's embarrassing to think about crying or something.

However, as she wiped away her tears in the girls' bathroom in the basement, she never expected a troll to rush in.

She was really terrified at the time!

She'd swear she'd read about it in a book and remembered it right away—twelve feet tall, over a ton in weight, all powerful but stupid and reeking.

But she didn't know what she should do when she faced such a huge monster.

She didn't know, she didn't know anything - all she could do was scream loudly and constantly.

She didn't even know the meaning of screaming, was it calling for help? But at the time of the Halloween dinner, who would have noticed a little girl screaming in the girls' bathroom in the basement?

Amidst Hermione's scream, the troll raised the big stick in his hand, and it was about to hit her. She was sure that even if she was hit once, it would definitely kill her.

She doesn't want to die!

But who knew, at the most critical moment, that white and smart-looking Hufflepuff boy would appear just like that!

Two spells! He used two powerful spells in a row and knocked down the troll with ease!

Then...then she subconsciously threw herself into Maca's arms.

"Well--"

Hermione simply covered her head with a pillow, kicking up the mattress with a pair of feet. At this moment, the talented girl who has always been full of arrogance and carelessness really showed some girlish appearance.

After venting again, Hermione finally calmed down a little, and she continued to recall the days after that.

What's next?

Yes, it was the period when Maca gradually revealed his incomparable magical talent.

He is active in almost every aspect, whether it is studying or Quidditch, he has become the object that everyone looks up to.

Maybe he hasn't noticed it yet, but everyone can see it, and from time to time someone secretly talks about him.

But Hermione always felt that the distance between her and Maca was getting farther and farther...

Although Maca had not changed much at that time, he was still so easy to get along with, always smiling, and occasionally playing some small humor.

But Hermione only saw the growing gap between him and herself.

Hermione knew that she was an unyielding person, but when facing Maca, she only had admiration in her heart.

However, until the last moment of the Sorcerer's Stone incident, Maca's image in her mind shattered.

It turned out that he was just an ordinary person, and he would show such a gloomy expression for some reason. In it, Hermione felt the fragility that Maca had hidden deep in her heart.

Although Maca's expression was very scary at the time, it made Hermione inexplicably feel relieved.

"It turns out...he is just an ordinary person."

It was such a small awareness that made Hermione trust Maca all the time. Even though Maca suddenly became indifferent after that, even though Maca was often silent, she was secretly at ease with the gradually shrinking distance between herself and Maca.

It's just that she didn't even notice it, and some young feelings had already secretly arisen in her heart.

Until not long ago, when she was still worried about Maca not being able to watch the Quidditch World Cup together, a surprise made her completely understand her heart.

No, that was a total scare!

She didn't understand, really really didn't understand at all, why Maca would...

He was imprisoned by Fudge? Dumbledore can't help? Maca became a fugitive from Azkaban?

She didn't believe it, she didn't believe it at all, even though the facts were clearly in front of her, she just wanted to choose to escape.

She wanted to think about it carefully, there must be something wrong here! But she couldn't make her messy mood adjust at all.

Oh, poor Maca, he must have suffered a lot in Azkaban! Those dreadful incarnations—

"Dementors?" Hermione sat up suddenly and threw the pillow aside. "Will Maca be afraid of dementors? Will he 'shiver' in Azkaban?"

Her eyes widened, she climbed out of bed aggressively, stood in the room with her hips akimbo, and said angrily, "He... how could he do this! He's actually lying!"

Hermione paced back and forth in the room a few steps, stomping on the floor.

"Yes...that's right! He must have some other plans! Huh! He always does this!" Hermione muttered angrily, "And, it seems, Professor Dumbledore is still cooperating with him Acting! It made me worry..."

She paused for a moment, a blush flashed across her face, and she immediately changed a word.

"...Hmph! It made me so angry! I can't let him go!"

When a girl understands her thoughts, the changes in her state of mind and behavior seem to become unfathomable.

Hermione ran to the door of the room, unlocked the door suddenly and opened the door, and walked downstairs to the living room with her father's stunned expression - she had already had two meals for this matter She didn't eat, she was starving!

"This bad guy made me hungry!"

On Hermione's "Maca's Top 100 Unforgivable Sins" list, there seemed to be another crime for no reason.

At this moment, there was a crisp doorbell ringing at the door...

"Oh - Hermione, are you - are you all right?"

It was Ron and Harry who came, and while Harry was still politely greeting Hermione's father, Ron had hurried to Hermione's side.

But Hermione was so engrossed in eating that she didn't even look at him.

After Hermione filled her stomach with big gulps, she greeted her father, and came to the yard outside the door with Ron and Harry.

"I roughly understand what's going on!" Before the two of them could speak, Hermione explained hastily, "I think Maca is lying! He must be planning something with Dumbledore ..."

Under Hermione's sudden and passionate explanation, both Harry and Ron nodded in surprise and felt a little strange.

Yes, very reasonable.

How could Maca McLean, who can pinch a dementor by the face with his bare hands and drag it around, be trembling in Azkaban? If this is the case, where should the faces of those "poor" dementors who were regarded as training objects be put?

Thinking about it this way, and thinking about the "weird" smile that Maca showed them at that time, it seemed that things became clearer.

Maca definitely hasn't changed, but he must have some important things to do again—just like the previous few times, although he is always mysterious about these things, but every time Didn't miss it.

Both Harry and Hermione believed in Maca, and even Ron quickly accepted Hermione's deduction this time.

It's just that Ron's eyes were a little strange. He wrinkled his face and looked at Hermione quietly, seeming to be worried. Harry and Hermione were so focused on the conversation that they didn't have time to pay attention to Ron's little thoughts.

"...So, Hermione, what exactly are Macarta and Dumbledore planning?" Harry hesitated, "It can't be..."

"You also saw the symbols of the mysterious people that appeared that night!" Hermione said immediately, "Although I can't guess Maca's plan, it must be related to Voldy—"

"Hey, don't say it here!" Ron suddenly recovered from his contemplation and reminded in a low voice.

"I understand what you mean, I just remembered after you said that." Harry followed up, "That night, when those strange skulls appeared in the air, my scar hurt again!"

"Oh—" "Are you all right?"

Harry waved his hand, indicating that they don't have to worry, and he continued: "Maka reminded me again before, saying that he wanted me to learn the 'Occlumency' notebook he gave me as soon as possible—remember Is that what Maca gave me for Christmas when we were in first grade!"

"Yes, I still remember, when I received a lion puppet..." Hermione said excitedly, but she immediately realized that something was wrong, and quickly suppressed her beating heart.

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