Chapter 248: Tracking (modified)

The first stop for Allen and Hermione was naturally Duke Honey. This is a paradise for little wizards. Not only did Hermione buy some Pepper Naughty, but she also bought a few of her favorite candies-at most she only allowed herself to eat one piece a day, and she had to brush her teeth again...
"Maybe I can eat two pieces for Christmas." Hermione decisively filled some buttermints-this is a toad shaped candies that will make people feel like they really beat in the stomach after eating.
After shopping, Hermione was surprised to see Allen put all kinds of candies in the shopping basket, "You love sugar like this?"
"No, there is a younger sister in my family. Her name is Emily. This is for her." Thinking of the naughty and cute Emily, Alan's brows and eyes are full of doting, "Her The nickname is Little Sweet Bear. I don’t know how to distinguish the taste of Bibi Duo beans. She likes to give the smell of nose and earwax to my brother Lun, and keep the delicious food for herself-but she will give it to me every time some."
Hermione tried to restrain herself before swallowing such disappointing words as "Candy-loving kids should go to the dentist regularly."
Allen noticed that there was a sign (special taste) hanging in the farthest corner of the store.
He greeted Hermione, and walked over with interest, maybe he could buy some pitfalls for Renn.
It must be very interesting that Renn’s serious expression broke apart-just as Percy was not seen by his brothers at the Weasley’s. Although Renn did not reach this point at the Harris’s, his brothers and sisters preferred It must be him...
A plate of lollipops attracted his attention, and he glanced at the somewhat serious jack-of-all-trades lady beside him: "Would you like to try this?" Allen twisted one and blinked mischievously.
"Uh, no, I guess they are for vampires." Hermione wrinkled her nose.
"How about these?" Allen said, pushing a can of cockroach candy under Hermione's nose.
"Absolutely not." Hermione pushed open the jar solemnly, then couldn't help but laughed out "pouch". Then, Allen noticed the movement next to him, and Ron frowned and cursed something in front of the Bibidou Beans shelf not far from them.
Alan took a funny step forward, blocking Ron's vision.
Hermione looked inexplicably at Allen who came up suddenly—he was stuffing lots of lollipops into the shopping basket.
"Your sister would like this?" Hermione asked in surprise.
"No, my second brother likes it." Allen pulled Lun out as a shield without hesitation.
Then, Allen took Hermione to Joko's joke shop and bought a lot of "big dung bombs", "hiccups", frog egg soap and other things.
Not surprisingly, Allen saw Ron again in Joko's joke shop.
Hermione saw Ron too, and her smile disappeared when she saw the angry expression on Ron's face.
Hermione glared at Ron in disgust, and frowned.
Allen raised her eyebrows and pulled Hermione out of the store.
When Allen made Hermione forget Ron again and talked happily, a group of Slytherin girls walked by, including Pansy Parkinson.
"Harris and Granger!" Pansy screamed, "Ah, Harris, don't you have a good vision... Krivat looks pretty good at least!"
Pansy had thought it would cause the girls to laugh, but only a moment of embarrassing silence was left.
Just like the little witches in other academies, the girls in Slytherin actually have a great affection for Allen.
Such a handsome, capable, handsome, and expensive boy cannot arouse their disgust.
They looked at Hermione, who was very different from the usual, and couldn't agree with Pansy's words—nor did they want to leave a bad impression in front of Allen.
Although Allen is inconvenient to argue with a girl, it does not prevent him from making a cutting gesture with his hand to his hair.
This made Pansy shudder. She forced herself to give a cold snort and behaved very unhappily, but she also speeded up her pace, shrieking, and looking back at Ellen and Hermione presumptuously—though her The speed seems to be too fast.
Hermione looked embarrassed, and Allen changed the subject thoughtfully.
"Hermione, your nose is cold and red. Why don't we go into Mrs. Pattif's tea house and sit for a while."
Hermione immediately covered her nose with her hand, and she felt cold on the tip of her nose. She couldn't imagine her nose flushed, and immediately nodded and agreed with Allen's suggestion.
Allen gently pushed open the door of the tea house, letting Hermione walk in first.
Then Allen turned his head and gave an unexplained smile to Ron who was following him.
This is a small and cramped teahouse, misty. Everything inside is decorated with tacky lace, even the small round table.
Hermione suddenly became uncoordinated with her body. She was awkward and extremely uncomfortable. Because she found that there was a pair of pairs in the room, all holding hands.
Allen had walked in, took Hermione, and sat down at the last round table, next to the foggy window.
Hermione lowered her head nervously.
Alan looked out the window seemingly inadvertently, Ron's figure looming behind a cedar.
Allen leaned forward slightly and brushed the snowflakes off Hermione's head.
Ron kicked the cedar angrily, and the snow from the tree fell sluggishly, spilling Ron's head and face-he waved his arms anxiously, wiping them in a mess.
Allen couldn't help laughing, and Hermione looked up suspiciously.
Just as she wanted to ask Alan what was laughing, Mrs. Padif was distracted.
"What do you want?" asked Mrs. Pattif, who was fat, with shiny black hair in a bun, and squeezed from between the two tables with difficulty.
"In this weather, let's not choose any tea. How about two cups of hot coffee for a change?" Allen looked at Hermione~EbookFREE.me~A pair of young couples at the next table began to see the sugar bowl While kissing, Hermione lowered her eyes embarrassedly and nodded indiscriminately.
"Professor Flitwick will teach us the Happy Curse soon, and I knew it when I helped him prepare the lecture." Alan saw Hermione's cramps and led the topic to areas of Hermione's interest.
Sure enough, Hermione opened her eyes wide and looked at Alan.
"He takes this spell very seriously, maybe it will be included in the final exam." Allen shrugged.
Speaking of spells, Hermione was interested in entering a familiar area. She sipped the hot coffee and relaxed her tight shoulders.
Just as the two were talking and enjoying each other, the door of the teahouse was knocked open with a bang, and a little wizard broke in.
It was Draco Malfoy, who rarely followed Gore and Crabbe.
With everyone's astonished eyes, Malfoy walked unceremoniously to the table of Allen and Hermione and sat down.
Seeing this, Ron outside the window ignored the snow on his body and watched them talk attentively, trying to identify the shape of their lips-of course, he must be in vain.
"Harry still thought Alan was facing him. Look, Malfoy came to him for a private conversation! Hermione also knew that she didn't tell us!" Ron stamped his frozen feet angrily.
"No, I have to find a way to figure out what conspiracy they are discussing!" Ron said to himself.
But he found desperately that without Harry, without Hermione, he had nothing to do at this time!
Suddenly, he was slapped on the shoulder, and he turned his head and found no one.
Ron looked around suspiciously, "Have I been hallucinated by Alan and Hermione?"