Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 791: Feather pen

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

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

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.

"...huh?"

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

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

If you pretend to believe you sometimes, you might oversleep.

Somehow, the warm bed in autumn and winter seems 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 who are 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 again, 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 also looks forward to will not change her rhythm of life.

Even in the eyes of other classmates, except for class, she always wanders around with no regularity at all times.

Not to mention the "rhythm of life".

So, after another half an hour or so, the noise in the bedroom has 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 developed over time has long since become natural, and Luna’s time to get up every day hardly changes, which has been the case for all these years.

After a few seconds of daze, she sat upright 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 slowly towards the bathroom.

Yes, it is because of Luna's inexplicable words and deeds that several roommates who live in the same dormitory 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 blonde girl, not ordinary people can keep up with the rhythm.

Not long after, Luna finished washing and changed her clothes carefully in front of the closet. Finally, she looked at the mirror and turned her back and forth a little.

Seriously, her dressing taste is weird.

It’s okay to wear school uniforms, but once it’s time to wear personal clothes-just look at the combination of blue sweater and red polka-dot cotton trousers, walking with her, it’s definitely Must have a very strong psychological quality.

"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 is the best."

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

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

The phrase "love of beauty is a girl's nature" is actually still applicable to her.

……

The weather is not good today. Not only is the wind very strong, but the clouds in the sky are also a bit low. Seeing that, I am afraid that there will be a lot of rain 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 but stand at the gate of the castle and looked 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 wants to talk about the specific "flavor", she probably can't explain it clearly. Because for her, it was just a vague feeling and experience, an unexpected and simple enjoyment.

Just as Luna was looking 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 involuntarily ignores the surrounding noise.

But now, there is only one person's voice that she never ignores even 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 shopping in Hogsmeade as soon as possible I'm afraid it will rain soon!"

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

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

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

Therefore, even Maca, who can stand loneliness quite well, has a bit of a desire to go shopping.

It's a pity that he does go to Hogsmeade Village today, but he can't go with Luna.

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

When Luna heard the words, she stared at Maca's face in a daze, then suddenly stretched out a white finger and gently rubbed the center of Maca's eyebrows.

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

The girl is starting to talk about such mysterious words again.

"Yes," Maca smiled. "You know, I can't be a wise man."

Luna laughed immediately when Maca answered so easily and decisively.

"If you like..." She nodded slightly, then waved to Maca, "I hope I have cranberry sauce this morning. I have been waiting for it for several mornings."

Hurrying to bid farewell to Maca, Luna walked slowly to the Ravenclaw long table as usual, and soon entered the state of enjoying breakfast wholeheartedly.

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

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

"Oh, of course, no problem."

Ron feels that Harry's homework has become more and more outstanding recently. In the few subjects that he is already good at, there is almost nothing wrong with those homework~IndoMTL.com~If not for some For courses that are not good at—such as the history of magic, etc., the efficiency of homework and the correct rate after correction by the professor are about to fully surpass Hermione.

Moreover, it is worth mentioning that Harry's grades did not get better all of a sudden, 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 quit again. What new product!"

However, Hermione, who was reading the Daily Prophet, didn't even put down the newspaper after hearing it.

"Huh?" She said flatly, "Go yourself! I have other things to do."

Just like Harry's sudden rise in grades, Hermione is a little bit strange recently. Yes, it's just a little bit "small"-at least Ron thinks 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, don't hesitate to say-I've always 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 Literati Habitat first," Hermione shook her head, and subconsciously changed the words, "Something went wrong with my spare quill."

At this moment, Harry's eyes flicked across her face.

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