Chapter 311 Tramp or Stray Dog

A cool wind blew out of the woods, the clouds in the sky gathered and dispersed, and Buckbeak's cry came from far away from the sky.

Looking at the swaying leaves on the tree, Hermione's expression was quiet. Loren leaned on her shoulder, and the girl's hair kept tickling his nose.

Harry comforted Ron about the Quidditch matter and succeeded in making himself angry. He sat angrily aside and waited for the charcoal fire to be completely extinguished.

Be sure to sprinkle some ashes into his eyes!

Ron must have been full, and when he was done with his anger, Harry went to chat with Hagrid again: "Hagrid, how long do you plan to teach the Care of Magical Creatures class, the Flobber Caterpillar?"

Hagrid, who was lying on his back on the wooden chair, opened his eyes just a slit, thought for a while, and replied in a low voice: "I asked Professor Kettleburn, and he told me not to worry, and to adapt to the work of a professor first."

"How long does it take to get used to it?"

"Just one semester..."

"Oh, we have caterpillars to look after for a term! You can't do that, Hagrid!"

Hagrid stretched out his hand and rubbed Fang's head, making it so comfortable that he closed his eyes. There was no emotion in his reply: "I think those little guys are safe and won't cause trouble for me, nor will they affect Harry."

"Don't say that, Hagrid..." Harry looked away from the coals.

The cabin fell silent for a moment, leaving only the sound of burning embers.

Hermione withdrew her gaze and raised the unconscious head on her shoulders. He was about to fall down: "If there are Flobber caterpillars for the whole semester, the teaching progress will be slowed down. There are gentle magical animals. A lot, consider Pu Rong Rong, how about goblins?”

There was some movement in Hagrid's eyes. Although he didn't speak, he subconsciously rubbed the dog's head with his hands more vigorously. Yaya whined and retreated a little further, his scalp hurting a little.

"And Rolf's Bowtruckle!" Harry suggested loudly.

"There are these animals in the forest..." Hagrid whispered, looking at Harry's hopeful eyes, he nodded slowly, but still felt a little uneasy, "Come with me to look for it in the forest, if not If you have any questions, I will move them to class.”

"Great!"

"Don't worry Hagrid! Leave it to us."

…

Even after Hagrid finished packing the barbecue, the charcoal fire in the stone trough still hadn't completely cooled down. Harry could only leave with regret, hoping to find some dry mud in the forest.

"See you later Hermione!"

"Loren, I'll leave it to you, haha!"

"Woof woof..."

"What should we look for first? How about Hu Meizi?"

"I remember Hu Meizi seems to be poisonous, right?"

Harry and Ron chattered away.

Hermione's shoulders were sealed by a head, so she couldn't go out with them, and Crookshanks stayed as a matter of course.

Watching the three people and the dog go away, Hermione looked at the sky. It was gray and not a good weather.

The man on his shoulder was dazed, not completely asleep, but certainly not awake. For him, any weather is perfect for sleeping.

He was obviously sleeping, but his heart seemed to have calmed down, and the entire forest had also become quiet and quiet.

The cabin is located on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. The woods and paths look a bit deep. The trees on the roadside are still lush in autumn. Those trees stand side by side, and the lush branches stretch into the nearby trees, just like a person. Put your head on someone else's shoulder.

There is no need to worry about which class has a time conflict, and there is no need to hide in the corner of the castle for fear that someone will discover that there is an extra Hermione. It seemed like all the things that were weighing on my mind were like clouds, blown away by the wind.

"Loren?" Hermione whispered.

The man's head shook and he opened his eyes with some difficulty: "What?"

A faint smile appeared on Hermione's face and she said softly: "Good afternoon."

…

Loren felt vaguely numb on the top of his feet, and there was also a sense of pressure, as if there was something heavy, like a solid brick, but with warmth.

A small strand of curly hair was blown to the tip of my nose by the wind, making it itch.

"Well……"

Loren slowly opened his eyes, lowered his head, and saw Crookshanks lying on his feet.

Solid pussy, a heavy lump.

Pulling out his somewhat stiff feet from under Crookshanks' belly, Loren wanted to put his head back on the girl's shoulders, but was pushed away by a pair of soft hands.

"Don't sleep when you wake up. You won't be able to sleep at night." Hermione said calmly, but the light red on her cheeks had not faded.

There were several bright blue flames floating around, as beautiful as silk and satin, exuding a touch of warmth. So Loren didn't feel cold when he woke up.

"Hehe..." Loren did not continue to pester. He took out a small paper box from his pocket and handed it over with a smile, "Hey, birthday gift."

Open the carton, and a small and exquisite black kit lies inside.

"What is this?" Hermione asked curiously.

"It's made of basilisk scales. It can be put on the dorsal fin of the pendant." Loren leaned against the wall and stretched hard. "Don't you often get hungry when you use the time turner in class? The space in this scale It can be kept warm and fresh, and if you stock up on food in advance, you won’t go hungry in the future.”

Hermione fitted the kit on the pendant, held the little killer whale pendant in front of her eyes, and said with a soft smile: "What a practical gift..."

Satin-like blue flames floated, and the light that was not dazzling shone on the skin. A touch of warmth flowed along the blood into the beating heart, filling it up to the fullest.

…

Boom!

A narrow bolt of lightning pierced the sky, accompanied by deafening thunder, and heavy rain that had accumulated for more than a week poured down.

Four leaping figures quickly ran into the foyer of Hogwarts Castle, leaving behind the wind, rain, and thunder in the world. There seemed to be an invisible film flowing on the bodies of the four little wizards. Large raindrops fell on them, sliding along the film to the ground, without even getting their hair wet.

"Thank you Loren!" Harry shook his calves and threw the dirt on his shoes outside the door. "Your spell was so timely!"

Ron couldn't stop looking at the corridor behind him. After confirming that Filch and Mrs. Norris were not nearby, he breathed a sigh of relief. He imitated Harry and began to pick off the sticky mud on his shoes: "What kind of magic is this?" The curse is really convenient, but it would be nice if it could even block these annoying muds."

"The improved application of the Bubble Charm can currently only waterproof and block odors..." Loren raised his feet and looked at the soles of his shoes, which were also stained with mud. "But another magic spell is very suitable for removing this mud."

"[Tornado Sweep]"

Loren's wand made a circle, and the whirlwind it summoned also made a circle at the feet of several people, rolling up the mud and jumping into the heavy rain.

"Let's go back to the dormitory and take a hot bath. Tomorrow is another busy Monday!" Harry smiled.

"Monday..." Loren pondered for a moment, then raised his head to look at his two roommates and asked, "Have you finished your homework due tomorrow?"

Operation! ?

Ron's eyes immediately widened and his face became horrified.

Harry was stunned for a moment, screamed in panic, and then ran towards the dormitory in a hurry, even more anxious than when he was rushing back to the castle.

Ron quickly followed up: "It's all your fault. If you hadn't insisted on watching Gopher, we would have been back to do our homework long ago!"

"It's obviously your fault!"

"It's your fault!"

Hearing their noisy voices fading away, Loren and Hermione looked at each other and laughed together.

The rain and mud had been dealt with and the floor would not be stained. There was still some time before the lights were turned off, so there was no need to worry about Filch and Mrs. Norris' patrols. The two walked slowly and leisurely to the common room.

There was a noisy thunderstorm outside the castle. When the sound of thunder and rain penetrated the thick stone walls and entered the ears, it was no longer harsh. Instead, the castle seemed more peaceful at night.

"Do you think Crookshanks can adapt to spending the night in the cabin?" Hermione asked suddenly.

"Maybe it will be more comfortable than in the lounge." Loren walked behind the girl, put his hands on her shoulders, and pushed her forward, "Don't worry, go back to the dormitory and sleep early, don't forget You have a full class tomorrow. Speed ​​up——"

Hermione's footsteps paused, and she turned her head to look at Loren as if she had made up her mind, and said slowly: "You should go back first. I suddenly remembered that I also made an appointment with Professor Bubbaji."

"Another Muggle Studies topic?"

"Um."

"Oh well."

Loren didn't think much, and the two parted ways at the corner of the next corridor, one going back to Gryffindor Tower and the other to the Muggle Studies professor's office.

After walking a few steps, Loren suddenly turned around and shouted: "Hermione!"

"Um?"

Hermione turned her head to look at him. She happened to be standing in the light under the torch. Her whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light, which was dazzling.

"I seem to have forgotten." Loren scratched his head and shouted loudly, "Happy birthday!"

Hermione was stunned for a moment, then a bright smile broke out on her face.

…

Boom, boom, boom.

"Please come in."

Hermione knocked on the door of the Muggle Studies Office. The room was a little dark. Professor Boubaji raised his head from his desk and looked at the little witch doubtfully: "Miss Granger, it's so late, what can I do?"

"Professor, I'm here to drop the class."

…

The thin man stood in the warehouse of the convenience store, biting an apple and looking worriedly at a pile of messy products.

To be honest, counting the goods and organizing the warehouse is indeed a troublesome task, but for a pure-blood wizard, as long as he has a wand in hand, this complicated task is just a matter of waving the wand.

But he promised that magic should not be used in all actions in Muggle society, and that sincerity can only be demonstrated by doing everything personally. Although the pure-blood wizard Sirius Black couldn't figure it out at first, why asking a wizard to work without using magic was a sign of sincerity, in fact, he still hasn't figured it out yet.

It's just that the Muggle life in the past six months has given him some experience. It is a feeling that he has never had before. Not when the Black family had no worries about food and clothing, not when he was young and hanging out with those Muggles, not at Hogwarts. Not when I was in school, and even less so when I was imprisoned in Azkaban and released after my family was ruined.

Sirius would sometimes look back on his experiences over the past six months. Of course, that was after solving the problem of food and clothing.

Agreeing to Loren and Dumbledore's request, when he just came out of Hogwarts to Hampshire, he still had some pounds brought from Privet Drive. At that time, he could eat steak and ham when he was hungry, and he could eat steak and ham when he was thirsty. Can drink coffee.

There are some differences between the coffee in Muggle coffee shops and the ones he makes himself. The latte is more delicious, but there are also things that are worse to drink. The kind of coffee called Americano. Sirius can swear that even the most tolerant person can drink it. Even the house elves couldn't drink it, even the dogs...

After spending all his money, he almost got the information about the family members of the victims. The following days became difficult. He did not have a Muggle identity and could not receive relief food and relief funds from the Muggle government. When he was hungry, he could only go to the trash can and look through it.

It was also at that time that Sirius knew that some bakeries and fresh food shops would give unsold food to homeless people at night. They were all cold and hard food. They were not delicious at all, but they could fill their stomachs.

It's easy to deal with thirst. The water pipes in Muggle parks are enough.

What is more uncomfortable is that the weather in Britain is not very good, it rains all the time. When it rains, you have to find shelter from the rain, and you have to compete with other Muggles for territory, but you can't use magic, so every fight is embarrassing.

He thought about using Animagus to turn into a dog. From his observation, stray dogs were better off than homeless people...

But Sirius thought about it carefully and realized that although Animagus didn't use a wand, it was still considered magic. Whether it was to keep the promise or for the dignity of the wizard, in the end he chose to become a homeless man, not a stray dog.

There were a few times during the journey when he really couldn't hold on any longer, so he used his wand to summon the Knight Bus and exchanged some food with the conductor... Just raising the wand did not count as using magic, nor did he break his promise.

When he got on the Knight Bus for the first time, Sirius thought about going back to Gringotts to exchange some money before coming back, but when he remembered what Loren said at that time, he inexplicably persisted.

Later, he found a job working in a convenience store. He was a cashier during the day and a security guard at night. He helped unload the goods every morning and helped organize the small warehouse on weekends. I work in everything, but the salary is pitifully low, but fortunately, food and housing are included.

The most important thing is that the owner of the convenience store is one of the family members of the victims.

Twelve years ago, she and her husband worked as hawkers on the street, selling handmade wood products and weavings. Then her husband was killed in a bomb, leaving his wife and daughter to struggle to survive.

This is an ordinary but not ordinary story. Happy families are always similar, but unhappy families are each unhappy in their own way. When they first met, Sirius didn't feel much guilt towards this strong woman.

This unfortunate woman said that she didn't shed a single tear at that time. She took care of her husband's funeral arrangements, received a compensation from the government, and opened this small convenience store... She was busy alone, leaving early and coming back late, but she made a lot of money. The daughter was raised.

When the woman talked about these experiences, her expression was calm, and she was still smiling with him: "Fortunately, going to school doesn't cost much..."