CH69: Mango Pudding
Along the way, he met several Gryffindor people. Harry asked them several times where Hermione was, but found nothing.
Maybe because he was a Slytherin, some people didn't want to talk to him at all.
For some people, it may be because of other reasons, such as...
In the Gryffindor Tower, in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady, a girl rolled her eyes: "Oh~ the nosy, know-it-all Miss Know-it-all, I'm sorry, I don't know where she is, not many people care about her."
It was already evening, the sky was glowing purple, the color of the setting sun, and not many people came out of the portrait of the Fat Lady.
Harry was a little frustrated. According to these classmates, the only thing he could be sure of was that Hermione had indeed skipped class.
This is definitely not a good thing.
He took a deep breath, walked helplessly to the fifth floor, and knocked on Felix's office.
However, he knocked several times, but there was no sound from inside.
"Child, Mr. Cat is not here. He has already gone to the auditorium." A light voice said from behind.
Mr. Cat…
Harry turned his head in surprise, would Uncle Felix allow this kind of address? ? Who is so bold!
Harry turned his head and saw Sindel.
"Today is Halloween, go to the auditorium quickly." The girl in the painting said.
"Okay, thank you." Harry nodded.
If it was a painting... that wouldn't be weird, Harry thought, after all Uncle Felix couldn't pick on a painting.
This insignificant thing quickly passed through his mind. When he came here, he was actually thinking about whether something happened to Hermione and she might appear here.
Soon, he arrived at the auditorium on the first floor. The dinner had already begun. The four colleges gathered in twos and threes at the table of their respective principals.
The holiday dinner was not so elaborate. The little wizards took the meals, walked around, and chatted with their friends.
Felix was having a drink with Flitwick, who had a good drinking capacity. The beer bubbles hung on his beard, which made him look happy.
"Of course it's no problem. To be honest, Felix, I feel a lot more relaxed with you here." Flitwick smashed the thick cup on the table and said boldly.
"You know, as teachers, although we don't mind answering children's questions, sometimes there is always a gap between the children and us.
Some children who are more afraid of strangers do not dare to come to us when they encounter problems in their studies. Even if we come, we may not be there, after all, there are classes for seventh grade!
If you are willing to take the time to answer their questions, that would be great. "
"Of course I don't mind, after all, I have time." Felix and Flitwick toasted, and then asked doubtfully: "Isn't Professor Quirrell coming to the dinner?"
Flitwick looked around and found that Quirrell was nowhere to be seen.
"I don't know, maybe I'm busy with other things. Some teachers don't like such lively occasions, and Aurora didn't come either."
Aurora Sinistra is the astronomy professor at Hogwarts. She teaches at the observatory. Felix only met her once at the opening banquet.
"Okay." Felix nodded, then he noticed Harry who had just arrived in the auditorium and raised his glass to him gently.
Harry nodded and walked towards the Gryffindor table.
"Have you seen Hermione?" he asked as he came to the small circle of first-year students.
But all I saw was shaking heads.
Just when Harry thought he was going to run in vain again, a girl with dark curly hair raised her hand slightly.
It was Patil, a first year Gryffindor, Harry remembered her.
"Hermione is in the women's room on the first floor. Well...she's in a bad mood. All in all, she's fine. You don't have to worry too much about her."
"Okay, thank you." Harry nodded and turned to leave.
"Don't!" Patil said quickly: "She doesn't want others to disturb her."
Harry turned around, thought for a while, and then nodded: "Okay."
However, despite saying this, he still walked out of the auditorium.
Although he didn't know what happened to Hermione, he wanted to see it after all.
He used to be in a bad mood.
At that time, he was often alone, wearing loose clothes, playing with broken glasses in his hands and swinging on the swing in the park for no reason.
At that time, he didn't want anyone to disturb him.
but…
As someone who is often bullied, he understands that feeling. It's not that he doesn't want anyone to disturb him, he just doesn't want to show his ugly face in front of outsiders.
Harry didn't know if Hermione minded his presence, but he felt that he shouldn't be invisible.
In short, going and taking a look is the best choice.
But what he didn't know was that not long after he walked around the corner of the auditorium and headed towards the women's restroom on the first floor, a figure quickly ran up the underground stairs and fled towards the auditorium.
A few minutes later, outside the women's bathroom on the first floor, Harry felt a little embarrassed as he listened to the sobbing inside.
"Hermione, is that you?" Harry had no choice but to shout.
The sobbing inside suddenly disappeared, as if the entire women's room had become empty.
"It seems... you want to pretend that there is no one inside?" Harry said helplessly. "Okay, I understand. Anyway, I brought some Halloween candy. Would you like some?"
Harry didn't mention why Hermione was hiding here alone in sadness. He thought it would be a good choice to change the topic.
"No...no, Harry. I just...just..."
"Hermione, don't worry, I can wait for you to make it up slowly," Harry smiled.
In the toilet, uncontrollable laughter could be heard. Hermione was obviously amused by Harry's words.
"By the way, I saw that there was mango pudding in today's dinner. To be honest, this is out of season. It may be the last time I eat this this year," Harry added.
After a while, the sound of shoes hitting the water was heard.
Harry breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed that his words were of some use to Hermione.
Hermione walked out of the compartment, her robes rumpled, her eyes red, and her hair, which was not smooth at all, looked messier than usual.
"Well, if it's mango pudding," Hermione said.
"Of course, there are also squeaky toffees." Harry took out a candy.
Hermione walked out, still rubbing her eyes in embarrassment. "I'm sorry for making you worry."
"We are friends, aren't we?" Harry smiled casually. Saying that, he took out a mask.
"What is this?" Hermione asked curiously.
"This is the animal mask made by Fred and George," Harry introduced.
"What is it? A lion?" Hermione was a little curious.
"No, it's a cat. I thought girls would like cats a little bit. It's a big yellow cat. I also asked Uncle Felix to help me. Fortunately, he didn't mind," Harry smiled.
Hermione was a little surprised. "I... thought it would be an otter."
"Otter?" Harry was a little confused. "Why do you think so?"
"Some of them say I'm like an...forget it, let's not talk about it. It's not a big deal."
"It seems they really can't find anything else to say, so they can only say this about you. Maybe from another perspective... this is a compliment?!" Harry comforted.
When Hermione heard this statement, she couldn't help but smile. "Thank you, Harry." After saying that, she looked at the mask. "Can I try it?"
"Of course, and I also incorporated the vocal skills that the Viking warriors taught me before into the mask, so you can roar when the time comes," Harry said.
Hermione nodded and couldn't wait to put on the mask. The mask was like a fluid and quickly wrapped around Hermione's entire head. After a while, Hermione turned into an orange with a round face. Cat head.
"Meow~"
The voice was sharp and echoed in the quiet corridor.
Hermione was a little frightened by this sound and quickly covered her mouth.
"Hooooh!!!"
"Oh, Harry, someone responded to me. Is it the roar of the lion mask?" Hermione was pleasantly surprised.
Then she saw Harry's frozen face.
"Uh... no! The masks Fred and the others sold... didn't have the roaring magic pattern added to them."
"Ah?"
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Translator's notes:
69 chapters ?
Nice.