Ravenclaw's Blue Gem

"I won't give it to you, I won't give you anything." Zoe gritted her teeth as if sworn, but a gleam suddenly appeared in front of her, and she immediately hid behind the tree on guard.

"Zoe!" Then she heard Hermione yelling eagerly, and then the familiar figure held her wand high, and the fluorescent light lit Hermione's anxious face, "Go a little further..." She watched the ground. The traces left by the werewolf were about to continue running.

"Hermione." Zoe walked out from behind the tree, Hermione's shoulder shook, but she immediately took the wand forward, "Zoe!" She was pleasantly surprised, and hurried to support Zoe, "Too Okay, I thought... are you okay?" She leaned closer to examine Zoe's body, and Zoe looked at her with complicated expressions.

"How's the situation, Hermione?" she asked cautiously, using vague terms not to make Hermione doubt.

"Now Mr. Fudge should have gone to inform the professors. Harry is hiding under the beating willow. He is really brave... It's my fault, Zoe, it put you in danger..." Hermione's tone was brought up again. It was a bit of weeping sound, and she was about to shed all her tears tonight, "If I didn't want you to stop Dwarf Star, you would not be attacked by him and faint, or even be prey by werewolves..."

"It's not your fault, Hermione." Zoe hugged her tightly and murmured. She knew her true situation. "It really wasn't your fault." But she couldn't tell the truth, it could only be The words choked in the throat.

"Let's go back to the castle first, okay?" She said to Hermione, and Hermione nodded tremblingly, wiping away tears in silence.Zoe shook her hand and Hermione shook it back tightly. The two even intertwined their fingers, but no one was in the mood to sigh.

But they just moved forward a little bit, and something worse happened.The icy fog drifted and diffused, and the vision of the four directions became foggy.Many dementors came out from all directions into the gap between the trees. These monsters hiding their bodies under the tattered robes had only two withered and scabs exposed from the edge of the robes. Zoe understood why almost instantly. The werewolf Lupin left her at the time, and it must have felt something before it even wanted its prey.

"It's a dementor, Zoe. We must get out of here..." Hermione took her hand and the two began to run in the woods, but the fog spread so fast that these dementors had no feet. For the two of them, the complex intertwined forbidden forest would hinder their pace, but the dementors didn't need to pay attention to this at all. They just chased the two of them and caught up immediately.

When the first dementor and the two were side by side, the cold fog had covered the road ahead. They seemed to be struggling in the bitter cold. Hermione's face was pale, bloodless white, and she opened her eyes. The eyes widened, he couldn't help gasping in his mouth, and his speed slowed down.The ghosts of dementors are usually surrounded by two people. They are floating in the low altitude and sliding through the mud in the forest. At least there are more than one hundred dementors, and there may even be more coming...

"Hermione, Hermione..." Zoe hated herself. She stayed awake surrounded by dementors, but Hermione's sanity had begun to blur. You must know that at first they were just facing each other on the train. Two or three dementors, the fog seemed to be frosting, Hermione groaned in pain, her wand dropped to the side, the fluorescence flickered a few times before it went out.Her happiness was about to be sucked away, she just kept repeating those terrible things in her mind.

Zoe hugged her and wanted to escape, but the dementors kept following them, as if they wanted to surround themselves, as if they were just observing curiously... Hermione was speechless, just not Stop shivering.They can't run away like this, at least Hermione is like this. Zoe hugs her tightly, hoping to bring her even a little heat, but she can only watch her gradually weaken.

To protect the person in her arms, she must use the only way.Zoe put Hermione down gently, took off her robe and put it on her body. She picked up Hermione's wand and felt nervous, but she was determined not to think about what happened after the failure.

"Call God to guard!"

The wand did not react at all. It is inappropriate to use someone else's wand to cast a spell. Even though most wands will not reject the owner because the owner is not the owner approved by them, the wand will choose the user. If you have a bad relationship with a wizard, you will have an obscure sense of rejection when you cast a spell, or you will not be able to use the power of the spell most perfectly.

"Call God to guard!"

The dementors seemed to see that the girl in front of them had no threat to them. Their ghosts usually wandered around the two girls, but the fog became more solid.Zoe was shaking with the wand in his hand, "Call the gods!" Please, no matter whether God really exists, "call the gods!" At least the girl next to me shouldn't have encountered such a thing, "call the gods , Call God to guard!"

But there was no response between the wand's rods, Zoe was panting, her body was already very tired and painful, but the mental shock was even more deadly.She was sobbing, desperate.If she could fight the dementors empty-handed, she would definitely do it, but she could only watch Hermione weaken a little now, she was about to be helpless, once the cloud of fear covered her heart, even chanting a spell The courage is going to disappear.

She felt like a waste. She had received Hermione’s help and encouragement countless times, but she couldn’t do anything when she needed help. She could only witness the dementor taking Hermione’s happiness as food, little by little. The power in her body sucked dry.She never wanted to. It was because of Hermione that she could realize that even as a prop or something, she could still be loved.Because of Hermione, she was able to muster a little bit of courage to fight against mistakes.

Only this person, even if she died, she didn't want to hurt her.She can also stretch out her hand to give up and pull her all the way forward. She doesn't want to be led by her forever, "I don't want it... I just wanted to hold and grasp something... ...I definitely don't want to be taken away..."

"Call God, guard!"

Hermione’s wand trembled slightly, and a faint, silver mist came out. Zoe felt that something in her soul was touched. It was still very weak, but this was the shape of her soul. She subconsciously Recognize this.The dementors stepped back a bit, but they hadn't moved away yet, but were waiting. It was just that such a weak patron saint could not defeat the dementors.

Zoe chanted the curse again, but only a small amount of silver mist came from between the staff.She closed her eyes and it was all over.At least he should use offensive spells to provoke the dementors to keep them away from Hermione.

Just as she was about to implement the plan, a dazzling light illuminated the whole world from the side of the Forbidden Forest, drawing Zoe’s attention. In the light, a four-legged animal was running, it was a silver head. The deer, gracefully and powerfully galloping through the woods, left a silver light where it passed, and the deer approached the dementors, but the dementors fled as if they had encountered natural enemies. The icy fog that was pervading also disappeared, and Zoe found that Hermione's expression finally softened.

The silver ree stopped beside Zoe and the others, and circled them a few times, "Whose patron saint are you?" Zoe whispered, trying to reach out and touch the patron saint, but then stopped. Up.The silver ree looked at her with its round eyes, looking so peaceful, and then turned and left in the same direction as when he came.

Chapter 72 The Night of Truth (End)

"Hermione!"

Zoe stared blankly in place as the elegant figure of the silver deer disappeared at the other end of the forbidden forest. Only then did she wake up from the shock. She grumbled a fluorescent flicker, and then rushed to the unconscious Hermione.Hermione's face was pale and bloodless, even her body temperature was very low.She frowned, only the faint breath and occasional trembling eyelashes could see her vitality.

Zoe carefully lifted Hermione's body so that her upper body was resting against her chest.Zoe patted Hermione's cheek lightly, pushed her shoulders and shook her, trying to get her to regain consciousness, do some emergency treatment, and wait for rescue.Although the patron saint came just in time, the rescue might not arrive immediately.

Because the patron saint is a spell with a very wide range of casts, they can almost be regarded as a kind of envoy, and the patron saint can even appear in places thousands of miles away from its owner.If the patron saint was just as a pathfinder and felt the breath of a dementor, it would take time for the owner's wizard to arrive.

They are staying here now, even if they are still waiting for rescue, they don't know how long they need to wait, and if the dementor's breath is invaded, if they are not treated in time, severe cases may even cause irreversible damage to the spirit.And Zoe herself was about to reach the limit. She was just holding on, because she couldn't put Hermione in danger, she had to endure the severe pain all over the body and the intense mental fatigue first, and beware of dangerous prohibitions at any time. forest.

But no matter how she shook Hermione, Hermione showed no signs of waking up. The only time she had an obvious reaction was a painful moan after her mouth opened slightly.What to doZoe tried her best to use her dull brains, and she should know what to do after being attacked by a dementor.

It's cold... She touched Hermione's face again, shouldn't she eat something that makes her body hot?She struggled to recall the treatment method, her head was like acupuncture, and she would experience severe pain from time to time, and her body and spirit were already very tired. She had reached the point where she could just lie down on the ground and just sleep to death.

"Slap!" Zoe raised his hand and slapped himself, half of his face flushed immediately, and his chaotic brain was a little clearer anyway.She continued to think about everything she knew about the dementors, and the memories gradually came to the time when she actually met the dementors for the first time, it was on the express train bound for Hogwarts...Professor Lupin (even though the werewolf is now) The whereabouts of him is unknown) drove away the dementors and gave them something...

chocolate.Yes, it should be chocolate!Zoe was refreshed. Because of her hobby, she likes to put some sweets in her pocket at any time, let alone one of her favorite sweets, the chocolate frog, which will be added as soon as she finishes eating.The only thing to worry about was whether the candy on her body had fallen out of her pocket because of the werewolf abducted, just like her magic wand that was not there.

Fortunately, it was somewhat embarrassing that even though she lost her wand, the candy was still lying peacefully in the inner pocket of her robe.Zoe hurriedly took out everything. Except for the mints that she didn't need or the icing, she still pulled out three packets of chocolate frogs and half of the plate-shaped high-quality chocolate sold by the Honey Duke.

She tore off the chocolate frog package, and the card in the package fell to the ground, "Hermione, open her mouth..." She held Hermione's body in her arms, she was about to slip out of Zoe's arms before. Go down.Zoe pressed her mouth to Hermione's ear, hoping that she could hear her own voice, and at the same time handed the chocolate frog stuck in half of the bag to Hermione's mouth.

But Hermione was in a coma. Even though the chocolate passed through her lips, she couldn't break through her teeth. She tried several times and failed.The difficulty is not limited to this. The chocolate frog was originally intended to increase the fun of the children when eating, and will impose a spell on the frog-shaped chocolate so that it can jump like a frog.

But now this fun is only troubled by Zoe. Even if the chocolate frog is pinched by Zoe half of its body, it keeps struggling. Zoe has to spend more time to stop the chocolate frog. She couldn't get Hermione to open her mouth and eat the chocolate."Oh!" She looked angrily at the chocolate frog that broke free of her hand and jumped into the forest like a real frog. "Damn it!"

The amount of remaining chocolate is running out, and the amount of chocolate that was originally used for emergency treatment is quite reluctant.But the experience just now has shown that just feeding the chocolate can go wrong, as long as Hermione is still so unconsciously in a coma, she can hardly put solid chocolate into Hermione's mouth.

Hermione looked terrible, and Zoe was anxious.She looked at the last chocolate on the grass, and because she had been thinking about ways to open Hermione's mouth, her head was about to explode in pain.In the end, she anxiously picked up the sucking jelly on the ground, tearing open the package and holding one end of the straw in her mouth, applying a little force, the sweet and cool fluid jelly calmed her down a bit.

If the chocolate is also fluid, it would be convenient for Hermione to take it.This thought flashed through Zoe's mind, but she did not let it go."The flames are raging." She controlled the spell and lit a fire not far from her. The flame of this magic could be controlled. In addition, she chose a plot that would not become a fire, and then tore the second Pack the chocolate frog packaging, put the struggling chocolate frog close to the fire.

The situation did not develop as she expected. The chocolate frog did melt as she thought, but it melted too quickly and softly. She didn't have time to do anything. The melted chocolate flowed into her palm, making her The whole hand is covered with melted chocolate.Cleaning up the chocolate in anguish, even if it is the flavor you like, it will not allow Zoe to immediately recover from the frustration.

At this time, when she licked the chocolate from her fingertips, feeling the sweetness and bitterness of the chocolate slowly melting in her mouth, a thought that could be regarded as shocking and mundane flashed from her mind. It passed away, but it took root deeply. Zoe's face didn't know whether it was because of the heat from the flame or the temperature of his blood after it surged. In short, it was too hot.

"This, it's not right..." She covered her forehead in distress, "I can't do this, it's unfair to Hermione. I didn't even ask her for advice..." But she said to herself immediately. The language is like arguing the opinions of both sides, "But I don’t want to take advantage. The most obvious and simplest way to implement is not just doing this? I’m just for emergency treatment. Will, will be like that..." "Lying, didn't you cheer about this method? Even in the name of treatment, it's just that you want to do it, it's just an excuse." "But I am again. What can I do? Two servings of chocolate have been wasted. If there is no better way, won't Hermione's body deteriorate?"

She extinguished the flames and fell into silence again, blushing eyes erratic.At this moment, Hermione groaned faintly, and Zoe shook her shoulders in terror, but when she looked at Hermione's frowning brows, the feeling of distress and guilt instantly extinguished that little thought.

"I'm for treatment." She picked up the chocolate frog on the ground and told herself while tearing the package, "Zoe, you are not a bastard who is in danger." She trembled and bit off half of the chocolate frog and let it go. The chocolate in her mouth melted slowly because of her body temperature. When she felt it was almost done, she held Hermione's body and slowly leaned down-over.

Just looking at Hermione's gradually enlarged face, she already wanted to run away.She felt like she was shaking constantly, but she had to resist swallowing the chocolate. She couldn't even close her eyes. She had to bend down a little bit along the destination, and her ears became hot to the point of tinnitus.

Then she finally felt the same soft but slightly cool touch on her lips, she felt as if she had been stung, and instantly realized that it was where she would fantasize from time to time but could only look into the distance. Something that she longed for when Hermione was sober, but absolutely impossible to do.

She stayed motionless for a few seconds, then she squinted, and continued to lean over to make the touch on her lips more intuitive. A shuddering torrent passed over her heart, and Zoe uncontrollably gave birth to a kind of ecstasy Mood, she was almost lost.But she still kept her purpose in mind, and gently squeezed Hermione's lips, not daring to make any unnecessary movements, just let the chocolate flow directly along her side.Although Zoe wanted to end this "torture" immediately, she couldn't be anxious in order not to choke Hermione.

Fortunately, as she expected, the fluid chocolate could indeed be accepted by Hermione, but it was not so good because the speed was very slow, because Hermione’s teeth were almost closed, and Zoe even worried that these chocolates would be completely destroyed by Hermione. It overflowed before Min swallowed, which made her dare not relax at all, but no matter how careful she was, chocolate still flowed down her chin.

She couldn't help confessing in her heart, her hand holding Hermione's face increased a little bit, and while the upper and lower teeth were slightly apart, she stuck her tongue in and pressed her subconsciously closed teeth.Zoe felt like she was going to faint here. She was so embarrassed to see Hermione. She even did such a shameless thing while she was in a coma.

But the effect was good. Hermione swallowed unconsciously and the speed of chocolate absorption was the only thing that comforted Zoe.She didn't even dare to look at Hermione's face, and the thinking about something had stopped long ago.She just felt that she was caught in a hot wind, the surrounding temperature was rising, and her mind became unclear.

Just after she repeatedly contained the last half of the chocolate, Hermione's body temperature had basically returned to normal, her face was bloody again, and her brows were stretched out. The chocolate did its due role, Hermione. Now he looks much better."Hmm..." More than that, it can even be said that the effect is too good. Before Zoe could get far away from her, she saw Hermione open her eyes in a daze.

Over, over!"Woo... Zoe?" But Hermione obviously didn't notice her panic, instead she smirked and said after blinking her eyes for a while, "Am I dreaming... You are so close to me..." Zoe Yi hurriedly wanted to stay away from her, but Hermione was wrapped around her waist. She didn't even have time to shout, so she fell directly on Hermione.

Zoe's face hadn't faded because of the previous events. When she directly attached Hermione and the two fell together, her whole body became stiff, especially when she felt Hermione's lips. When I swept the tip of my nose, my ears were red and bleeding.

"H, Hermione? Hurry up, let go of me..." She wanted to break free. She wanted to break free.But when she saw Hermione staring at her dimly, and then at the happy joy she showed from seeing herself, it was like a moth fighting a fire slowly being drawn by this strong attraction.

But she stopped in the middle, because she was captured by love for too long, and she became more resistant.I can't, she said to herself.Hermione would not want to, unlike her, she just regarded herself as a friend... But when she saw Hermione, she seemed to be confused about something, her eyes didn't feel uncomfortable for her approach at all, but there was something hidden in her eyes. Like a joy in the depths, all this is just my own illusion?Did she think that Hermione also had a love affair with her? The attraction she felt when the two were alone before was not her unilateral illusion?

Once there is hope in the heart, it is like a rooted grass growing wildly, and it takes root deeply in the heart instantly.Zoe was about to lose her mind. She just wanted to confirm this conjecture. Margaret's words echoed in her heart. Does Hermione really have a good impression of herself?

When she kissed Hermione cautiously, not using treatment as an excuse, but directly in order to express affection, her heart was uneasy, afraid that Hermione would push her away in the next second and watched flustered. She thought it was abnormal for her...Zoe could only think about it, but she did not stop, like a red-eyed gambler pushing all the chips on the gaming table at once, without praying to the gods, because now she is away The girl closest to her is the only judge.