Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

With soft pillows, warm quilts, and some short-pile sheets under the body, it is wonderful to be able to sleep well on the warm bed in the increasingly shady environment outside.

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

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

Of course, if she can have a more comfortable life experience, she probably won't refuse.

"……Well?"

Hearing what seemed to be a small movement in her ears, Luna turned over under the bed, and then squinted her eyes to look into the dormitory-it was too early, why the few roommates had already got up?

She vaguely remembered that she got up on time first every day.As for those roommates, they usually continue to nest in the bed, pretending that they have not yet woken up.

If I pretend to believe me sometimes, I might oversleep.

For some reason, the warm blankets in autumn and winter seem to have some irresistible magic, which makes them prefer to stay in class on an empty stomach for a while.

"Oh," Luna said slightly 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 the little girls obsessed with the bed can get rid of the whirlpool 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 get 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 eyes.

She wakes up at six o'clock, every day, even the Hogsmeade Day that she is also looking forward to will not change her rhythm of life.

Even in the eyes of other classmates, except for class, she always wandered around everywhere with no regularity.

Let alone the "rhythm of life".

In this way, after another half an hour or so, the noise in the bedroom had disappeared.And when the hour hand of the wall clock finally pointed to "6", within a few minutes, Luna woke up quite punctually.

The habit formed over time has long since become natural, and Luna’s time to wake up every day is hardly different, which has been the case all these years.

After a few seconds of daze, she sat up straight on the bed, the bedding on her body slipped down with her movements, revealing a cotton pajamas printed with a lot of carrots.

I don't know why, but I saw her sitting on the bed blankly for a while, then suddenly he chuckled as if thinking of something very interesting.

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

"We are all Hogwarts!"

With such a call for no apparent reason, she happily lifted the quilt off the floor and walked leisurely in the direction of the bathroom.

Yes, it is because of Luna's inexplicable words and deeds that several roommates who live in the same bedroom do not like talking to her.

Well, in fact, they are not deliberately isolating Luna-at least not everyone is like this.But even if they want to try to make good friends with Luna, they will always be "persuaded" by Luna's trance look and bizarre words.

Just this light-looking and erratic blond girl, not ordinary people can keep up with the rhythm.

Before long, Luna finished washing and changed her clothes carefully in front of the closet. Finally, she looked at the mirror and turned around a little bit.

To be honest, her dressing taste is weird.

It’s okay when I usually wear school uniforms, but once it’s time to wear private clothes-just look at the combination of blue sweater and red polka dot cotton trousers, walking with her, absolutely must have Strong psychological qualities.

"Well, today..."

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

"This one is the best."

After that, she gently put the eardrops on both earlobes, and then went straight to the direction of the bedroom door without looking in the mirror to confirm.

From the fact that this girl woke up so well, you can see that her strange dress is purely because the aesthetic standards are different from ordinary people.

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

...

The weather is not good today, not only is the wind very strong, but the clouds in the sky are a bit low.Look at that, I'm afraid it will rain a lot today!

However, the weather has been like this recently. Except for a few complaints, the students basically ignored it at other times.

Luna descended from the spiral staircase of the Ravenclaw Tower and stood still in the foyer for a while. She couldn't help standing at the gate of the castle and looking out for a while.

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

Of course, if she wanted to talk about the specific "flavor", she probably couldn't explain it clearly.Because for her, it was just a vague feeling and experience, an unexpected and simple enjoyment.

Just as Luna looked at the sky leisurely, and an etherealness gradually appeared in her eyes, a voice suddenly rang from behind her.

"Luna?"

She heard the familiar voice and quickly realized who was talking.

To be honest, when she is in this "trance mode", it is generally difficult to understand who is talking to her in the first place.Even sometimes, she would involuntarily ignore the surrounding noise.

But now, there is only one person's voice, which she never ignores back.

"Maca?" Luna heard the sound and turned around immediately, with a faint smile on the corners of her mouth, "Oh...good morning?"

"Well, good morning," in front of her, Maca nodded slightly, "Isn't it Hogsmeade Day? Why don't you go to the auditorium to fill up your stomach, and then go to Hogsmeade for a stroll? I'm afraid for a while. It will rain!"

"Yeah...it will rain!" Luna glanced back at the sky again, a piece of whiteness, "I'm going to have breakfast...oh, will you go together this time? Can you pick one for me? The best quill..."

Looking at Maca's expression, it seemed quite moved.

In the past few days, he has been busy with all kinds of necessary magic research every day.From the bewitching stele, the devouring mirror, to the depth of the soul rule rune, to the comet in the sky flying towards the sun... there are many things he needs to toss about.

Therefore, even Maca, who is quite able to withstand loneliness, is somewhat eager to go shopping.

Unfortunately, he did go to Hogsmeade Village today, but he could not go with Luna.

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

When Luna heard the words, she looked at Maca's face in a daze, then suddenly stretched out a white finger and gently rubbed it between Maca's brows.

"The wise man always allocates the responsibility to others, and the fool always accumulates the responsibility on himself..." she asked softly, "Maca, do you like to be a'fool'?"

The girl started to talk about such mysterious words again.

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

When Maca answered so easily and decisively, Luna immediately laughed.

"If you like it..." She nodded slightly, then waved her hand at Maca, "I hope I have 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 table as usual, and soon entered a state of enjoying breakfast wholeheartedly.

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

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

"Oh, of course, no problem."

Ron felt that Harry's homework had become more and more outstanding recently, and in the few subjects he was already good at, there was almost nothing wrong with those homework.

If it weren't for some courses that weren't good at—such as the history of magic, etc., the efficiency of homework and the correct rate of the professor's corrections would soon surpass Hermione.

What's more worth mentioning is that Harry's grades did not improve all at once, but made significant progress every day.

Of course, Harry's progress is all within the normal range. The level of the course is not a very impressive improvement.

"Ah, yes," Ron said, suddenly as if thinking of something, he raised his head and said to the opposite Hermione, "Should we go to the Honey Duke 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 flatly, "Go by yourself! I have other things to do."

Just like Harry's sudden rise in grades, Hermione is a little bit strange recently.Yes, it was just a little bit "small"-at least Ron thought so.

Or to be more precise, it was actually a little bit too indifferent to him, Ron Weasley.

"Uh, what are you going to do? Is there anything I can do for you?" Ron asked hurriedly. "If there is any, please say you are welcome-I have been here!"

All I need is for you to stay away from me immediately—this sentence flashed in Hermione's heart, and she just wanted to say it, but she always felt that something was wrong.

"... Put the Honey Duke first. I'm going to the Scholar's Habitat first." Hermione shook her head, and subconsciously changed the words, "There is something wrong with my spare quill."

At this moment, Harry's gaze flashed across her face.

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