The next morning!

All the wizards got up very early, and after a busy breakfast, they went to the Quidditch training ground in groups.

Although it is said that the current game time is 9:00 in the morning, but going early can occupy a good position.

Since Lou En had already played yesterday, today's matchup has nothing to do with him at all.

After eating Miss Hermione's breakfast at the Room of Requirement, they walked slowly towards the playing field, facing the early morning sunset.

"Tonight - not to the cabin..."

Lou En held his little witch's soft little hand and asked softly beside her ear.

The distance between the two was relatively close, and he could smell the fresh smell on the other's hair by gently wiggling the tip of his nose.

Intense rose scent!

Hmm, looks like it's changed from jasmine to roses...

However - at night as a pillow to hold, this taste is also good.

wooden house?

Hearing this place, Hermione gave him a wary look.

"Didn't you say you have to rest for a few days, it's only been three days - I'm not going! 99

Without the slightest hesitation, the little witch shook her head and refused.

If she obeys the other party's ideas, I'm afraid she will be broken in a short time.

"Then wait until the game is over?

Lou En reached out and rubbed her brown curly hair, laughing.

"Speaking of which, rather than turning into bunny ears, I think fox ears are more suitable for you.

Fox ear girl!

Miss Granger Limited Edition.

"Compared to me, you are more suitable for fox ears.

Hermione reached out and knocked off the hand that was rubbing her head, raising her eyebrows slightly.

As the relationship between the two gradually faded away, Miss Hermione was no longer as shy as she used to be when it comes to this topic.

Turn you into fox ears tonight!

Hermione looked at his blond hair with anticipation.

Winter is approaching.

A thin, cold mist enveloped Hogwarts, and the little witch had put on a furry felt hat and pressed her brown curly hair into the hat.

The wide scarf covered her chin to prevent the cold wind from blowing into the robe.

Lou En did not wear so thick.

After all, this cold is nothing to his physical fitness.

It was only after the two of them arrived at the competition venue that they found that the front seats in the circle were already full of people - it seemed that there were no vacancies, and the crowd was very crowded.

Even the top rows are doing some little wizards one after another.

"We might as well go on a date by the Black Lake...or go to the cabin to read a book."

Lou En said helplessly.

I came here at seven o'clock, but I couldn't even get a good spot!

This is really...

"Don't worry, I've asked little Erza to help grab the spot!"

Hermione smiled and said with a small smile.

Considering that both of them have a habit of staying in bed now, Miss Granger informed little Erza in advance to help occupy the seat.

After walking along the location, the two of them soon found a touch of crimson long hair.

Without a doubt, it is Erza who has this hair.

After all, she is the only one in the whole school with this crimson color.

The Weasley family's hair color is at most light red, and crimson does not look like a shade at all.

Next to Erza sat Ginny and George, Ronald and the others, surrounded by acquaintances.

"Good morning, everyone!""

Lou En greeted with a smile, then grabbed Tom cat lying on the two seats, and threw it into Erza's arms.

Recently, the Tom cat has been handed over to Erza to raise, looking at the smooth hair and the fat body like a pig.

It seems that Erza is still very interested in this cat.

"Tom, you're getting fat as a pig."

Hermione rubbed Tom's cheek, which was as soft as a chunk of fudge.

Even though the cat was slender under their care, it turned into a pig in Erza's hands.

Tom gave two symbolic barks, then settled into Erza's lap and found a comfortable position to continue sleeping.

"Well, does your cat really not bite mice?"

At this time, Ronald, who was sitting behind them, asked cautiously.

··For flowers‥

Lou En glanced at him suspiciously.

"It's normal for cats to eat mice, right?"

"What's the matter?

he asked suspiciously.

"Ah no—well, I recently got a new mouse, you see."5

Ronald said, he took out a huge mouse from his arms.

He stared vigilantly at the sleeping Tom cat below.

"You have another mouse?"

Hermione was somewhat surprised.

Does he have no shadows?

You know, the mouse Banban, who has accompanied him for more than ten years, is now squatting in Azkaban.

"No way, I only have experience with raising mice - and this mouse is me, definitely not a f*ck Gus..."

Ronald said with a slight shake of his hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched subconsciously.

Apparently he also remembered his own Scabbers.

At the time of the wizarding trial Peter Pettigrew, he also followed Harry to take a look.

After seeing the greasy bald man, he couldn't think of his spots at all.

"Well--"

Tom cat raised his head slightly, and glanced at the mouse in Ronald's arms with a dull pair of eyes.

It doesn't have any interest in chasing it at all.

After all, this mouse can't talk to it, and it's not called Jerry...

I don't know why, but I suddenly miss that stinky mouse.

Tom cat closed his eyes slightly and couldn't help thinking.

This leisurely life is great, but there is always something missing.

It seemed that he could see Tom's disdain, and Ronald was also slightly relieved.

Just don't eat his mice.

And Lou En shook his head slightly, and then put his eyes on the playing field below.

Not all mice are named Jerry, and this mouse can't get Tom any interest at all.

Speaking of which, his frog cub didn't know which world he went to.

It's been almost a month since I came back.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ponder.

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