Chapter 791 Feather Pen

Soft pillows, warm quilts, and some short fluffy sheets under the body, in the increasingly shady environment outside, it is wonderful to be able to sleep on a warm bed for a good night's sleep.

So Luna feels that the days have been pretty good recently.

She is not a girl who is picky about life, as long as she has enough food, clothing, warmth and some free time, such a life can be said to be extremely happy.

Of course, if she could have a more comfortable life experience, she would probably not refuse.

"……Well?"

Hearing some small movements in her ears, Luna turned over in the bed, then squinted her eyes and looked into the dormitory——It's still early, why do the roommates have already woken up?

She vaguely remembered that basically she got up on time first every day. As for those roommates, they usually continue to lie on the bed, pretending that they haven't woken up yet.

If sometimes you pretend to believe even yourself, you might oversleep.

For some reason, the warm bed in autumn and winter seems to have some irresistible magic power, making them prefer to stay in it for a while even if they go to class on an empty stomach.

"Oh," Luna said after being confused for a while, "Is it Hogsmeade Day?"

Only on this special day will the curse of the bed be broken in one fell swoop, and those little girls who are obsessed with the bed will be freed from the vortex of sleep.

Thinking of this, Luna pulled down the quilt covering her mouth, then raised her head and glanced at the opposite wall.

"Five thirty."

Sure enough, it's not time to wake up yet!

After confirming the time, she quickly retracted half of her face under the quilt, and her silver-gray eyes were once again covered by the slowly drooping eyelids.

Her wake-up time was six o'clock every day, and even Hogsmeade Day, which she was also looking forward to, would not change her rhythm of life.

Even in the eyes of other students, except for class, she is always wandering around without any rules.

Not to mention the "rhythm of life".

In this way, after about half an hour, the sound in the bedroom has disappeared. And when the hour hand of the clock on the wall finally pointed to "6", within a few minutes, Luna woke up quite punctually.

The habit developed over time has long become natural, and the time Luna wakes up every day hardly varies greatly, and it has been like this for all these years.

After a few seconds of trance, she supported the bed and sat up straight. The quilt on her body slid down with her movements, revealing a cotton pajamas with a lot of carrots printed on it.

For some reason, I saw her sitting on the bed in a daze for a while, and then suddenly giggled as if remembering something very interesting.

After laughing for a while, she suddenly tilted her head and raised her hand.

"We are all Hogwarts!"

After yelling for no reason, she happily threw off the quilt and got off the ground, walking unsteadily towards the bathroom.

Yes, it is because of Luna's inexplicable words and deeds that the roommates who live in the same dormitory don't like talking to her very much.

Well, it's not like they're trying to isolate Luna - at least not everyone. But even if they want to try to make friends with Luna, they will always be "dissuaded" by Luna's trance expression and bizarre words.

As for this blond girl with a brisk appearance and an erratic personality, it is not ordinary people who can keep up with the rhythm.

Not long after, Luna finished washing, and carefully changed her clothes in front of the closet, and finally looked at the mirror and turned around in a small circle.

Seriously, her taste in dressing is outrageously weird.

It's fine when I usually wear school uniforms, but once it's the day when I can wear private clothes - just look at the combination of the blue sweater and the red polka-dot cotton trousers, walking with her is definitely a must-have. Strong mental qualities.

"Well, today..."

Luna stared at herself in the mirror, pondered for a while, then hurried back to the bed, and took out a bright red sweet cherry earring from the bedside table.

"This is the best."

After finishing speaking, she gently put the earrings on the earlobes on both sides, and then went straight to the direction of the bedroom door without looking in the mirror for confirmation.

It can be seen from the fact that the girl got up so well and tossed about, her strange dress is purely because her aesthetic standards are different from ordinary people.

And the phrase "love of beauty is a girl's nature" actually still applies to her.

...

Today's weather is not good, not only the wind is strong, but also the clouds in the sky are a little low. Looking at it like that, I'm afraid there will be a lot of rain today!

However, the weather has been like this recently. Apart from complaining about nothing, the students basically ignore it at other times.

Luna came down from the spiral staircase of the Ravenclaw tower, stood still in the hall, and couldn't help but stood at the castle gate and looked out for a while.

She likes to look at the sky in a daze, whether it is sunny or cloudy, it will make her feel special.

Of course, if you want her to talk about the specific "taste", she probably won't be able to tell clearly. Because to her, it was just a vague feeling and understanding, an unexpected and pure enjoyment.

Just as Luna was looking at the sky leisurely, with an ethereal look gradually appearing in her eyes, a voice suddenly sounded from behind her.

"Luna?"

She heard the familiar voice and soon realized who it was.

To be honest, when she is in this "trance mode", it is usually difficult to understand who is talking to her in the first place. Even sometimes, she can't help but ignore the noise around her.

But now, there was only one voice, which she never ignored.

"Maka?" Luna turned around when she heard the sound, with a faint smile on her lips, "Oh... good morning?"

"Well, good morning," Maca nodded slightly in front of her, "Isn't today Hogsmeade Day? Why don't you go to the auditorium to fill your stomach, and then go to Hogsmeade as soon as possible? I'm afraid It will rain!"

"Yeah...it's going to rain!" Luna glanced back at the sky, which was completely white, "I'm going to have breakfast right now... Oh, do you want to go together this time? Can you pick one for me?" The best quill…”

Judging by Maca's expression, he seemed to be quite moved.

In the past few days, he has been busy with all kinds of necessary magic research every day. From the Bewitching Monument, the Devouring Mirror, to the depth of the soul rule rune, to the comet flying towards the sun in the sky... There are many things that he needs to toss about.

Therefore, even Maca, who is quite able to bear the loneliness, is more or less wanting to go for a stroll.

Unfortunately, he did go to Hogsmeade today, but he couldn't go with Luna.

"Sorry, Luna." Maca said regretfully, "I really want to go, but I still have some things to do...so I can only wish you a good time."

When Luna heard this, she first stared blankly at Maca's face, then suddenly stretched out a white finger, and gently rubbed between Maca's eyebrows.

"A wise man always assigns the responsibility to others, but a fool always piles the responsibility on himself..." She asked softly, "Maka, do you like being a 'fool'?"

The girl began to say such mysterious words again.

"Yeah," Maca said with a smile, "You know, I can't be a 'wise man'."

Hearing Maca's easy and decisive answer, Luna immediately laughed too.

"If you like..." She nodded slightly, then waved her hand at Maca, "I hope there is cranberry sauce this morning, I have been waiting for it for several mornings."

Saying goodbye to Maca in a hurry, Luna walked slowly to the Ravenclaw long table as usual, and soon entered the state of enjoying breakfast wholeheartedly.

And not far behind her, Hermione and the others on the Gryffindor table had just sat down not long ago.

"Harry, when you get back in a while, remember to lend me your homework."

"Oh, sure, no problem."

Ron felt that Harry's homework had become better and better recently, and in the few subjects he was already good at, he could hardly find any mistakes in those homework.

If it weren't for some courses that he was not good at - such as History of Magic, etc., the efficiency of homework and the correct rate of the professor's corrections would almost surpass Hermione in an all-round way.

What's more worth mentioning is that Harry's grades didn't improve all of a sudden, but made significant progress every day.

Of course, Harry's progress was all within the normal range, and the level of the course could not be called a very eye-catching improvement.

"Ah, that's right," Ron said, suddenly as if thinking of something, he raised his head and said to Hermione, "Should we go to Honeydukes first? I heard that the boss has withdrawn some new products." !"

However, Hermione, who was reading the Daily Prophet, didn't even put down the newspaper after hearing it.

"Huh?" She said lightly, "You go on your own! I have other things to do."

Just as Harry's grades suddenly improved, Hermione was a little "little" strange recently. Yes, just a "little" bit - at least that's what Ron thought.

Or to be more precise, it was actually a little too cold for him—Ron Weasley.

"Uh, what to do? Is there anything I can help with?" asked Ron hurriedly. "If there is, feel free to say so - I'm always here!"

All I need is for you to get away from me right away - the words flashed through Hermione's mind, and she just wanted to say it, but she always felt that there was something wrong.

"... Honeydukes put it aside, I'm going to Literary Residence first," Hermione shook her head, subconsciously changed the words, "There is something wrong with my spare quill."

At that moment, Harry's eyes flicked across her face.

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