Chapter 753 Green and Healthy Revised Edition

The soft light filled the room.

Loren lay on the bed, staring at the light strip on the roof of the hotel, his mind was empty, making room for imagination, and the sound of water splashing in the bathroom was in his ears.

It was a mistake.

The hotel he chose was too high-end. The bathroom was actually a separate room, and it was not made of glass, so he couldn't even see a shadow.

The sound of water dripped, and the sound of hot water splashing was a little soft, as if the water mist blurred the sound.

At this time, cast a Transfiguration spell on the wall, opened a small opening, or converted the concrete wall into glass. Maybe you can see a slender figure in the water mist...

Loren stopped in time, stopped thinking about the new direction of magic application that could not be published, and continued to use his rich imagination to call on some memory materials to construct fantasy.

But it was late at night, and the tired brain chose to clear the background and rest for a while.

"Heh..."

Loren yawned and emptied his mind again.

If you think about it carefully, there are actually many magics that are applicable to the current situation, but it would be too weird to do that. They are lovers who have confessed their love to each other. If they want to do something, they don’t need to be sneaky. Besides, this apartment has only one bedroom. Tonight is still long, and the future is still long...

The sound of water in the bathroom suddenly stopped. Loren sat up subconsciously and looked at the door involuntarily, but the bathroom started to splash again.

Loren took a breath.

What happened just now?

Such a terrible magic, more powerful than the Imperius Curse, it actually controlled him unconsciously.

Loren frowned and lay back slowly. The sound of water in the bathroom stopped again soon, and this time it stopped completely. He heard the sound of the lock core twisting, turned his head, and happened to see the girl coming out of the bath.

Hermione pursed her lips and walked out of the bathroom, wrapped in a large bath towel. Her snow-white and round shoulders seemed to be glowing. There were tiny water droplets attached to her delicate collarbone. She seemed to be covered with mist. Her hair was tied up behind her head, and a few strands of hair were attached to her neck and face, giving her a fairy-like beauty.

Only when I got closer could I see her face clearly. On her slender and curled eyelashes, her nose was small, her thin lips were rosy, and her jade-white cheeks were slightly flushed due to the stimulation of hot water.

Such Hermione seemed particularly gentle.

Loren sat there in a daze, looking a little stunned.

Why didn't you use those magic just now?

"What are you thinking about?"

Hermione tried to be calm, but when she came to the side, she still turned her head to look at him. When their eyes met, the girl's eyes flickered a little, shining brightly, and her cheeks were flushed even more brightly.

"I was thinking about why I didn't use Transfiguration to turn the wall into glass just now."

"..."

It was still a familiar feeling, and it was still the familiar Loren.

Hermione rolled her eyes and gradually relaxed: "It's late, go take a shower."

"Oh."

Loren reluctantly looked away, stood up and walked to the bathroom.

The sound of water splashing only lasted for more than ten minutes. When Loren came out of the bathroom, Hermione was half lying on the bed with her back against the pillow, holding a tabloid. She had changed her bath towel and did not change into the bathrobe provided by the hotel. She was wearing her own silk nightgown, revealing a small section of her white and smooth calves. The material was soft and the fabric was thin. The middle section of the nightgown outlined the girl's developed figure.

"What are you reading?"

Loren came closer and took a sneak peek. It was an unknown tabloid provided by the hotel, with recommendations for attractions and restaurants, and the printing was quite exquisite.

He sat down next to her, put his arm around the girl's shoulders, frowned, and criticized seriously: "Your handsome boyfriend is taking a shower inside, and you are reading a newspaper outside?"

Hermione lowered her head and pursed her lips.

The water droplets on this person's body were not wiped dry, and they stuck to her body and wet her nightgown.

"It's late, go to bed early, there are still many things to do tomorrow. We will try to deal with the Ministry of Magic and the Magical Congress, and we can still find time to celebrate your birthday."

"How about we sneak away tomorrow morning?"

"You have to get up early, so go to bed early."

"Oh."

Loren leaned on the pillow, his eyes rolling: "Have you prepared a gift for me?"

"Prepared, I'll give it to you tomorrow."

"What if I don't like the gift you prepared?"

"Then give it back to me."

Loren frowned and turned to look at her: "Can't you be nicer? Think about how dedicated I was when you celebrated your birthday..."

Hermione was silent for a while. Considering the special situation now, in order to avoid this person taking advantage of the topic, she wisely did not refute. After reading the last page of the introduction, she closed the newspaper, put it on the bedside, and turned off the light bar in the room, leaving only a small nap light.

"Go to bed early."

Loren stared at her straightly: "It's past twelve o'clock, I want to open the presents in advance."

"..."

Hermione was inexplicably flustered, avoiding his gaze and silently moving to the side, trying to get out of his arms.

Loren just slightly turned sideways, and took back his hand on his shoulder, and wrapped it around the girl's neck, sandwiching a few strands of hair in the middle, which was itchy. When their noses touched, they could see each other's eyes.

Hermione's eyes blinked lightly, and her eyelashes were slender and raised.

Putting the travel album on the pillow, the two of them studied humanities and geography together. The distance between the classmates was close, so it was inevitable that they were close together. In summer, the clothes were light and breathable, and they conveyed each other's warmth and touch without reservation. Loren could feel her breathing, with her enthusiasm for learning.

There was no paper and pen to draw notes, so Loren took the material nearby and dipped it in ink, but unfortunately this kind of ink had no color.

Hermione's eyelashes trembled slightly, a layer of mist gradually rose up in her eyes, and she stared at the small lamp in trance.

The warm pen tip gradually moved down, wandering along the pendant's thin chain, trying to leave traces on the white paper. The ink gradually heated up, and my breathing became a little rapid, but the metal thin chain was cold. The two touches were intertwined. It made my heart tremble slightly.

The thin chain is embellished with whale-shaped carvings, and it is stranded between the two groups, like a photo in a travel album. I have said hello to the whale, waded across the edge of the snow-capped peaks, peeled off the thin fabric, and caught a glimpse of the beautiful scenery of the mountains. scenery.

Early August is the end of summer, and plum blossoms in some mountainous areas are about to enter their flowering season. The branches are dotted with two-point flower buds.

The petals are still tender and the flower dew is slightly sweet.

The light was soft and bright, reflecting the green lake-like water surface with scattered ripples. Hermione couldn't help but pursed her lips and immersed herself in the mountains and rivers.

In this kind of weather and this kind of night, Loren didn't want to just be a spectator.

The hot breath exhaled from the mouth and nose was scented with flowers, and it was faintly urgent. The branches trembled as if trying to escape, but failed to escape.

The white and smooth calves were bent up and down, and the five small lotus seeds curled up slightly, pressing some wrinkles into the snow. The already weak thin leaves gained more strength out of thin air, and the slender white fingers pressed behind him, twisting as if out of control. Pinch, leaving shallow nail marks.

Hermione saw the lights swaying, rippling like lake water, until he abandoned the plum blossoms and tried to move to the next scenic spot. Hermione tried hard to gather her remaining sense, grabbed his hand, and whispered: "Don't..."

Loren paused for a moment, then returned to the mountain to admire the plum blossoms.

"..."

Hermione felt helpless and a little moved.

It can be said that the two grew up together, and their long companionship has accumulated a deep affection. Although they did not take the last step, it was just a matter of timing. The moment their eyes met, they could understand each other's thoughts without Legilimency. He should have seen that his resistance was not strong. If he continued on his own, he would not encounter any obstacles, but he Still stopped.

He loves more than just this body.

Hermione's heart was full of tenderness, and she couldn't help but lean in and whisper: "I love you, Loren."

Then he heard the man's breath freeze for a moment, and once again felt the wand against his body, a wand brewing with flames.

Hermione was burned and immediately retracted her position, with a well-behaved expression and innocent eyes staring at him.

Loren was a little amused and glared viciously: "You were the one who told me to stop, and you were the one who caused the trouble. You deliberately teased me, right?"

"I'm not..." Hermione replied weakly.

"You don't have to accept punishment."

"What punishment?"

"Um……"

Loren held her hand, and the five fingers started from her palm, passed through the fingertips, and slowly slid over the knuckles, massaging the soft and delicate flesh of the fingertips. His eyes were malicious, and he came close to the girl's ear. Whisper quietly.

"..."

Hermione's cheeks flushed, but she knew she was in the wrong and could only obey silently.

…

The sky is slightly bright.

Hermione opened her eyes, still a little sleepy.

There was a slight soreness in her eyes. According to her past experience of staying up late, there was now a faint dark blue under her eyes and a few bloodshot streaks in the whites of her eyes. These signs indicated that she did not get enough sleep last night.

There is a faint feeling of soreness in the wrist, indicating some muscle damage to the wrist joint.

Subduing two Death Eaters was unscathed, but subduing one guy was physically and mentally exhausted.

But the man in front of her was sleeping soundly, with a faint smile on her face. Hermione couldn't help but raise her hand and punch him, and her wrist hurt even more.

Loren, who was attacked, opened his eyes, saw the face of the girl on the pillow clearly, and immediately grinned: "Good morning."

Without any reason, Hermione's depression suddenly dissipated and she whispered back: "Good morning."

Loren nudged her twice, put his arms around her waist, and buried his face in her neck. As if his true feelings were revealed and he couldn't help himself, he said in a low voice: "I love you Hermione."

"I also……"

Hermione was about to respond when she realized that the wand was pressing against her again. She immediately pursed her lips and fell silent, getting up and washing up silently.

…

"You can miss us, but don't wallow in it. Harry, enjoy your life. If you can live a brilliant and wonderful life, it will be the best comfort for your father and me..."

"Okay Harry, it's time for you to go back."

Harry shook his head vigorously to let his parents' words slowly fade away, then lowered his head and continued to arrange his travel plans.

At this moment, he is sitting on the toilet in the hotel room, holding a travel brochure, looking at the classic attractions in New York and even the entire United States. From time to time, he picks up a ballpoint pen and writes it down on paper. He is thinking about the next half month. For travel planning, Apparition saves time and effort, and you can definitely travel the entire United States.

"Central Park...

“Times Square…

"Fifth Avenue...

"statue of Liberty……"

Since I have little travel experience, I have to drag Loren and Hermione along, so they can act as tour guides.

I had to take a picture and write a letter to send to Ron.

Apart from that, I could only stay at the Dursley's house every summer vacation. I only took a short trip when Sirius was released from prison. The farthest place I went to was Godric's Hollow. The process was not very pleasant, but it was quite good at the Burrow. Happy, but that’s not travel at all…

Harry's experience so far that summer, Remus and Sirius lost contact, Mr. Weasley won the lottery and took his family on a trip to Egypt. He could only stay at the Dursley's house, and his only hope was to spend time with Loren and Hermione. Correspondence, and then something even more sad happened. These two guys also went to Egypt halfway, leaving only a perfunctory letter!

Must make Ron envious.

This will also make parents happy.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Harry put down the album, picked up the hotel meal coupon and walked to the restaurant with a smile on his face and brisk steps.

The experience of the trance hall seemed to be his rite of passage, quietly allowing him to complete his transformation and growth. Harry felt that he had reached Dumbledore's state of mind: death is not the end, but the beginning of another great adventure.

Dumbledore booked the hotel for him, and it is said that Loren and Hermione also stayed here.

Although he had not seen the principal since he woke up, he left a note on the table, explaining the relevant matters concisely and quickly. He also said that an Auror from the Ministry of Magic would contact him later.

Harry didn't plan to wait here for the Aurors. Instead, he planned to go find Loren and Hermione after breakfast.

With less than a month left in summer vacation, travel time is at a premium.

"Um?"

Harry walked into the restaurant and suddenly found that the people dining there were all familiar faces.

Scrimgeour and Mad-Eye Moody sat together and talked in low voices, Tonks and Remus gathered together and whispered, and the members of the Order of the Phoenix no longer concealed their identities and ate in the same room as the Aurors.

Only Sirius sat alone.

Harry did not hesitate. After taking the meal, he came to the table with a plate and said, "Sirius!"

"Harry! I was going to find you!"

Sirius laughed loudly and said, even though he knew in advance that Harry was fine, the killing curse at that time was too scary, and he was still pleasantly surprised to see him standing in front of him intact.

"Why are you eating breakfast alone, why don't you go find Remus?"

"As an adult, don't interrupt other people's dates, even your best friends."

"emmm..."

Should we still find Loren and Hermione as tour guides?

Harry gradually fell into thought.

Reason and little dating experience told Harry that Sirius was right.

But there are no other friends here, only adults like Sirius. Traveling with adults is not interesting, but looking for friends will disturb their date.

Harry struggled to finish his breakfast and decided to meet up with his friends first. After all, today is Loren's birthday...

I came to the front desk with endless complex thoughts and asked my two friends for their room numbers. Perhaps this hotel had been bought by the Magic Congress of the United States of America. The lady at the front desk was extremely cooperative and told him directly without asking for any proof. News from friends.

"What! Already checked out?"

The lady at the front desk smiled and nodded: "Yes, your two friends checked out an hour ago."