Chapter 248 Tracking (Modified)

Ellen and Hermione's first stop was naturally Honeydukes. This is a paradise for little wizards. Hermione not only bought some pepper urchins, but also some of her favorite candies - she only allowed herself to eat one piece a day at most, and had to brush her teeth an extra time...

"Maybe I can have two for Christmas." Hermione decisively packed some buttermints - a candy shaped like a toad that actually made people feel like they were pulsing in their stomachs after eating them.

After finishing shopping, Hermione watched in surprise as Alan put a large number of various candies into the shopping basket, "You love eating candies so much?"

"No, I have a younger sister at home. Her name is Emily. I bought this for her." Thinking of the naughty and cute Emily, Allen's eyebrows were full of doting, "Hers My nickname is Little Sweet Bear. I don’t know how to distinguish the taste of Bibi’s multi-flavor beans. She likes to give the smell of boogers and earwax to my brother Len, and keeps the delicious ones for herself-but she always gives them to me. Some."

Hermione tried hard to restrain herself and swallowed the disappointing words "Children who love sweets should go to the dentist regularly".

Alan noticed a sign (Special Flavors) hanging in the far corner of the store.

He greeted Hermione and walked over with interest, maybe he could buy some to trick Lun.

It must be very interesting for Lun's serious expression to break down - just like Percy was not welcomed by his brothers in the Weasley family, although Lunn did not reach this point in the Harris family, he was still the first choice of his brothers and sisters. The target of the prank must be him...

A plate of bloody lollipops attracted his attention. He glanced at Miss Know-it-all who looked a little serious beside him: "Would you like to try this?" Allen twisted one and winked mischievously.

"Uh, no, I guess they're for vampires." Hermione wrinkled her little nose.

"What about these?" Alan said, thrusting a jar of cockroach candy under Hermione's nose.

"Absolutely not." Hermione pushed the jar away seriously, and then couldn't help but burst into laughter. Then, Alan noticed the movement next to him. In front of the shelf of Bibi's multi-flavor beans not far from them, Ron was frowning and cursing something.

Allen took a step forward in a funny way, blocking Ron's view here.

Hermione looked at Alan inexplicably as he suddenly walked forward - he was stuffing a lot of blood-smelling lollipops into the shopping basket.

"Would your sister like this?" Hermione asked in surprise.

"No, my second brother likes it." Allen pulled out Len as a shield without hesitation.

Then, Allen took Hermione to Zuko's Joke Shop and bought a lot of "dung bombs", "burp candy", frog egg soap and other things.

Unsurprisingly, Eren sees Ron again in Zuko's Joke Shop.

Hermione saw Ron too, and her smile faded when she saw the angry expression on Ron's face.

Hermione glared at Ron with disgust and frowned.

Alan raised his eyebrows and pulled Hermione out of the store.

When Alan once again made Hermione forget about Ron and chat happily, a large group of Slytherin girls passed by, including Pansy Parkinson.

"Harris and Granger!" Pansy screamed, "Ah, Harris, your taste is not very good...Crivat at least looks pretty good!"

Pansy expected to get laughter from the girls, but instead she was left with an awkward silence.

Just like the little witches in other houses, the girls in Slytherin actually have a good impression of Ellen.

Such a handsome, capable, distinguished and valuable boy cannot arouse their disgust.

They looked at Hermione, who was completely different from usual, and couldn't agree with Pansy's words against their will - nor did they want to leave a bad impression in front of Alan.

Although it was inconvenient for Allen to argue with a girl, this did not prevent him from making a cutting gesture with his hands.

This made Pansy couldn't help but shudder. She forced herself to snort, showing that she was very unhappy, but she also quickened her pace, talking sharply, and looking back at Alan and Hermione presumptuously - although her The walking speed seems to be too fast.

Hermione looked a little embarrassed, and Alan thoughtfully changed the subject.

"Hermione, your nose is red from the cold, why don't we go into Mrs. Puddieff's teahouse and sit for a while."

Hermione immediately covered her nose with her hand, and sure enough she felt the tip of her nose was cold. She couldn't imagine how her nose would look red, and immediately nodded in agreement with Allen's suggestion.

Alan opened the teahouse door in a gentlemanly manner and let Hermione walk in first.

Then, Allen turned around and showed an unknown smile to Ron who was following him.

This is a small, cramped teahouse, filled with mist. Everything inside was decorated with tacky lace, even the little round table.

Hermione suddenly became uncoordinated with her body. She felt awkward and extremely uncomfortable. Because she found that the room was full of pairs, all holding hands.

Alan had already walked in, taking Hermione with him, and sat down at the only remaining round table, next to the foggy window.

Hermione lowered her head uneasily.

Allen looked out the window as if he didn't care, Ron's figure was looming behind a cedar.

Alan leaned forward slightly and brushed the snow off Hermione's head.

Ron kicked the cedar tree angrily, causing the snow on the tree to fall down, splattering all over Ron's head and face - he waved his arms anxiously and wiped them randomly.

Alan couldn't help but laugh, and Hermione looked up in confusion.

Just as she was about to ask Allen what he was laughing about, Mrs. Puddy diverted her attention.

"What do you two want?" asked Mrs. Puddieff. She was fat and had shiny black hair, and she squeezed between the two tables with difficulty.

"In this weather, let's not choose any tea. How about two cups of hot coffee for a change?" Allen looked at Hermione. UU reading www.uukｎｓ.net

A young couple at the next table started kissing across the sugar bowl. Hermione lowered her eyes sheepishly and nodded randomly.

"Professor Flitwick will teach us the Happy Charm soon. I found out when I helped him prepare the lecture notes." Allen saw Hermione's embarrassment and brought the topic to Hermione's interests.

Sure enough, Hermione opened her eyes wide and looked at Allen.

"He takes this spell very seriously. Maybe it will be included as a spelling topic in the final exam." Allen shrugged.

Talking about spells and entering familiar territory, Hermione became interested. She sipped the hot coffee and relaxed her tightly held shoulders.

Just when the two were chatting happily, the door of the teahouse was knocked open with a bang, and a little wizard broke in.

It was Draco Malfoy. Rarely, Goyle and Crabbe were not following behind him.

Under everyone's surprised gazes, Malfoy walked unceremoniously to Allen and Hermione's table and sat down immediately.

Seeing this, Ron outside the window ignored the snow on his body and watched their conversation attentively, trying hard to identify their lip shapes - of course, he must be in vain.

"Harry has always thought that Allen was interested in him. Look, Malfoy came to him for a secret talk! Hermione also knew it, but she didn't tell us!" Ron stamped his frozen feet angrily.

"No, we have to find a way to find out what conspiracy they are discussing!" Ron said to himself.

But he desperately found that without Harry and Hermione, he had nothing to do at this time!

Suddenly, he was tapped on the shoulder. He turned around and found no one.

Ron looked around in confusion, "Am I already hallucinating because of Alan and Hermione's anger?"