Ravenclaw's Blue Gem

Hermione was saying goodbye to the Grangers, and Zoe stood diagonally behind her.They are about to take the train down France south, along the way.The Grangers couldn't follow them anymore, because there was an emergency in their work and they had to fly back to London quickly.Mr. Granger was still calm. He told Hermione and Zoe to be safe; Mrs. Granger was even more emotional. She thought it was worrying for two 13-year-old girls to be together outside, regardless of whether they had something to protect themselves. Strength, I hope they can go back with them.But Hermione refused. She hoped to be able to do something on her own to make the whole summer vacation more meaningful, instead of staying at home all day long and doing nothing, staring at TV shows in a daze.

What's more, there is Zoe next to her: "We won't have any accidents, mother. You must know that although we can't use spells outside, it's just that our lives are not threatened..."

"I'm worried about this." Mrs. Granger interrupted her. "When you take'life threatened' as an example, I'm terrified. When you were in school, there were adults watching you, but now we are not around. You are just two children..."

She kept talking about it, maybe her mother was born such a creature.Mr. Granger patted his daughter on the shoulder and looked at her encouragingly: "Hermione, I am very happy that you have grown up and have fun. But don't worry your mother and I. Remember to make a call every day."

She and Zoe were both held in their arms by Mrs. Granger and pressed against their faces. Zoe felt a little uncomfortable and felt a fire burning on his cheeks.The Grangers followed them and watched them board the train until the train started, and they kept waving.

"Sometimes I think Mom is a bit overprotective. She treats me like a fragile object." Hermione and her sat down, and Hermione put aside her swollen satchel with a bunch of things.Even when she came out to play, she didn't forget to collect information, "It's really annoying. It hung up on the corner just now. You see it's a little broken here."

"When I return to Hogwarts next time, I can cast an expansion spell for your bag." Zoe looked at the bag sympathetically, revealing the corner of a book in the gap, "so that it can hold a lot of Things will be much lighter in weight, and they will not be visible from the outside."

"Good idea." Hermione was pleasantly surprised. "I should have thought of this a long time ago. I tried this spell! Why didn't I act?"

"Not surprising," Zoe shrugged. "You are just bound by some old ways of thinking. Muggles don't think about how to make their backpack or tent space bigger without changing the shape. , This kind of thing is impossible for them. It is this "impossibility" that limits their imagination." She pointed to Hermione, "And you are different, you are a witch now, you have to Get used to thinking about problems with wizards’ ideas."

"You're right." Hermione thoughtfully, "Wizards shouldn't be bound by the impossibility. Then I must have a way to finish the third grade without dropping to the ground for a single class."

When Hermione mentioned this topic, Zoe shook her head. In the end, she failed to convince Hermione. She chose all the lessons: "Unfortunately, there are things that even wizards cannot do, such as time, For example, life and soul, because that should be the authority of God."

"Then no wizard has tried this?" Hermione asked curiously.

Zoe shook his head: "On the contrary, Hermione. Every wizard who thinks he has some ability tries to study and control them. Some people have made some results, some people died in their research, and more Many people have never touched that line in their entire lives. Only the genius among the geniuses can attack the taboo."

"You seem to know it well."

"Humph." Zoe looked out the window, his tone a little low, "The Siegel family are lunatics and lunatics, most of them fall on the threshold. There may be one or two levels, But no relevant information remains."

"I think my grandfather is looking forward to my mother because she is so good. But my mother is obviously a stranger. She left the family without saying a word. She will only do what she is interested in."

Her thoughts were unconsciously empty, recalling yesterday, and the fragments of the dreams earlier, trying to piece together a more complete impression, but she failed to do it.As long as she tried to think about Max’s life, her mind would swell and feel a sense of incongruity.

"Zoe! Are you okay?" Hermione patted her face and asked worriedly.From her perspective, Zoe's face lost blood.She was sweating profusely, her pupils contracted, and she looked painful."What are you thinking? Don't think about it!"

Zoe held her heart because it beats very fast, but it was her head that was actually causing the pain, swelling like bursts of stimulation."I'm okay." She smiled at Hermione. "Maybe I didn't sleep."

Hermione was not confused by her, frowning: "You always fool me with this reason!" She opened her mouth and wanted to complain a few more words, but Zoe's weak state is particularly pitiful, and Hermione is right. She took her careful gaze (some of which belonged to Hermione’s own brain exaggeration), and suddenly her heart softened.How could she not know that Zoe just didn't want her to worry.

But she just wants to care about her, is that wrong?They are friends!Zoe's dissatisfaction made her a little dissatisfied, her mind turned, and Hermione suddenly thought of mischief.

"You said you didn't sleep well, did you?"

"Huh? Hmm..." Zoe looked at the smile on Hermione's face, his heart tightened, and intuitively told her that something unexpected would happen next.

Then she fell into a warm embrace, making her completely unable to resist. Hermione took her shoulders, the two were so close, Zoe could even feel Hermione’s breath hitting the tip of her nose. This made her body shake unconsciously, and she subconsciously wanted to gently push the opponent away.But Hermione's actions were unexpectedly tough, and Zoe couldn't push away suddenly.

"Her, Hermione?" Zoe found her voice trembling awkwardly, and she wanted to calm herself down.The line of sight suddenly reversed—not just the line of sight, but Zoe felt his whole body fall down.Hermione directly took her arm and let her lie on the seat of the train, to be precise, with her head resting on her lap.

Zoe only felt that her mind was blank. She could feel the firm but soft touch from the back of the head. It was harder than the pillow, but it was also very comfortable. This might be her own illusion, Zoe was dizzy. miss you.She still wanted to stand up, but now Hermione was much stronger than her, condescending, and only needed one arm to hold her.

"We still have several hours to reach our destination. You can rest first." Hermione said with a smile.

"You get me up first..." Zoe tried his best to be tough, but Hermione pressed her newly braced body again.Lying on Hermione's lap, Zoe could feel the amazing heat on her face, she was about to explode!

"Lie down, I will feel a little uncomfortable when you press my leg like this." Hermione let Zoe lie on her back and smiled triumphantly. "How about? This is the first time I have treated others like this." Her face There was a little shy blush on it.

"Well, want to hear the truth?" Zoe sullen, staring at the face above her eyes, looking quite serious.

"of course."

"In fact, it's not very comfortable, the meat is too little, and the bones are on my bones." After Zoe said this, he was slapped on his face without seriousness, and his nose instantly turned red.Hermione first raised her fists in an angrily demonstrative manner, and finally laughed out loud.

"You told me to tell the truth, you can't take the opportunity to retaliate against me... so should I get up?"

"No." She made a playful grimace at Zoe, "Since you feel uncomfortable, then continue to lie down as punishment. I won't let you get up until the destination." Then she narrowed her face. The smile on the face showed a worried expression, "You must have enough rest. Your condition is too bad, and you will faint at any time."

So go to bed now, she tidyed up Zoe's long hair and smoothed it aside to prevent Zoe from sleeping too much.Zoe confirmed that she couldn't reverse Hermione's thoughts. She was a little shy about this kind of intimacy with a little spoiling, but she didn't want to disappoint her friends with such a small matter.

In the end, she compromised, and repeatedly made psychological constructions on herself, and found that she actually did not hate being treated like this.She was really tired, until she finally relaxed her tight nerves and quickly fell into deep sleep.

Chapter 5 Barbara Black

It was pitch black all around, and my fingers could not be seen. The only thing that was glowing was the body that was moving forward.Zoe couldn't control it. She could only watch herself walking in the dark, and she would not feel tired or anxious. She was just walking as if walking itself was the meaning of her existence.But her soul is out of touch with the body. Her soul is chasing after "Zoe", wanting to go back inside.Just as she hurriedly rushed and finally touched "Zoe"'s back, "she" suddenly turned around, it was her own face with no emotion and expression.

"Here, no traffic is allowed."

"Zoe" raised two index fingers, crossed them to form an X, placed it on the side of his mouth, and then slowly burst into a weird smile.

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"Woo!" She couldn't help groaning, and her head began to ache again.Zoe rolled over, subconsciously hugged the closest thing to her, and buried his head in it.She heard an exclamation in her ear. The person she was hugging first struggled slightly, then calmed down. Then Zoe felt someone caress the top of her head, and she opened her eyes in a daze.

Hermione was about to talk to her, but the woman sitting opposite moved faster. She stood up, walked to the girls in three or two steps, squatted down and drew a mysterious symbol on Zoe. The symbol was extremely fast A blue light flashed, sinking into Zoe's back before attracting the attention of others, and disappeared.

Hermione opened her mouth wide. She was still lost because of this sudden change. She should question this strange woman because she was suspicious in every way.But Zoe’s tremor did ease. Her tense shoulders slowly relaxed, and the tremor eased. She was panting against Hermione’s abdomen. Even though she was wearing clothes, Hermione still felt a little itchy. Blushing.

Seeing that the situation had eased, the woman sat back again.Hermione circled Zoe, half of her body was about to fall from the previous twist.Hermione drew Zoe up her legs and spoke to the woman tentatively, with gratitude in her voice: "Thank you for your help, madam."

The woman didn’t speak, but Hermione could feel her watching them—the kind of probing gaze passed through the pointed black hat that almost covered the entire face, and looked carefully and curiously at Hermione and her arms. girl.This kind of scrutiny had started since Hermione saw her sitting opposite.

Hermione couldn't help but remember the shock when she first saw this woman-out of fashion and out of place, she could only describe her outfit like this.The woman Shi Shiran came from the front of the car without making a sound. She looked like a ghost wandering in the world. She walked lightly, and she slid to her front in the blink of an eye.

Hermione wouldn't feel abnormal if it was just like this, because not speaking could mean that the other party was already quiet, and the light footsteps might just be the other party's habit of walking in this way.If it weren't for the other person's dressing that really didn't look like a normal person, Hermione would definitely welcome her to sit on the other side more comfortably, instead of being cautious about the other person along the way.

This woman is tall, dressed in black, and covered with a black cloak. You can vaguely see that she is wearing a heavy dress and long skirt inside, and a black peaked hat that reminds people of the witch in a story book is dragged. The long brim and the sliding shadow covered her entire face.You must know that any normal person with a bit of common sense would not wear this. Now it is midsummer, and the house is boring and hot. Hermione has already changed into a camisole. Everyone wants to show more skin so that they won't sweat.But the woman in front of her was dressed tightly, for fear that she would not be able to attract the surprised eyes of others.

If Hermione was just an ordinary girl who had never seen the other side of the world, then she might only think that this woman was just a freak and stay away.But by coincidence, she is a witch, a first-grade witch who is studying at Hogwarts. She has seen many in that mysterious world who would be regarded as weird by Muggles, but belonged there. Ordinary things, wizards usually dress very strangely, because they think completely differently from Muggles.Hermione felt that if the woman in front of her was not a lunatic, she was probably a witch.

And it was the very weird type among the witches. She wrapped her whole body tightly, but she didn't even shed a single drop of sweat.

After the woman sat down, she said nothing to Hermione, as if they were just a cloud of air.Hermione was also rare to breathe a sigh of relief. She didn't want to clashed with an unidentified strange wizard. It's best to get along well, even if she kept staring here.

It wasn't until Zoe's situation was wrong that this brief understanding broke.Hermione glanced at the shoulder bag beside her, wondering who was faster to take out her wand compared to the speed at which the other party suddenly attacked her. In the end, she had to admit that a woman was enough to attack her several times when she took out her wand-if she was right They are really hostile.

So she plucked up the courage to speak first, wanting to show that she was not hostile.

"Don't worry, I won't attack you." The woman was silent for a long time before finally speaking.Her voice was not gloomy at all, and her tone was pleasant, but Hermione always felt that her tone was soft and weak when she spoke.

"Are you a Hogwarts student? Third grade?" She looked at Hermione again and asked her.When she got Hermione's affirmative answer, she nodded, causing the big hat to shake up and down.

"It's the first time we met, but it won't be the last." She took off her hat, showing a tired face, her face was sallow, she seemed to have not rested for several weeks, and there were thick dark circles around her eyes. , Which makes her look very haggard.Hermione originally thought Zoe was in the worst state she had ever seen, but seeing this woman, she realized that she was wrong.

The woman probably noticed that Hermione was observing her face and explained, “Don’t mind. I’m just immersed in studying an ancient book, and I’m not very good at it. When I go back and find a place to have a drink, I can sleep well. It's a nap." Hermione shook her head. She didn't think this could be solved by just a night's sleep. It seemed that a woman didn't know how to take care of herself.

"Barbara Black. You can call me Professor Barbara, but don't call me my last name, I hate it." The woman took out her wand (she was a witch, Hermione thought) and waved it twice in the air. A band of light quickly formed a name, the part of Barbara was bright, and the place of the surname looked dim.

"I am honored to be your teacher of the ancient magic in the third grade and the following years, this prudent lady."