Chapter 804

I think he shouldn't be that kind of person.

Should...

If he is, I'll run away now...

The package was opened by me.

Looking at the things inside, I was a bit dazed.

Inside were two sets of wizard robes.

Except for underwear, everything else was there, including shoes.

These two sets of wizard robes were no different from what my family bought me; I don't know why he sent me this.

I subconsciously shook out all the robes, wanting to see if he had added anything inside.

Nothing.

Nothing at all.

He didn't even give me a letter.

I looked at these clothes and hesitated for a long time; finally, I put the wizard robe on.

After I put it on, I finally understood what the robe he gave me was.

A permanent warming charm had been cast on the robe.

I don't know how he got it.

Clothes with permanent warming charms are very rare; after all, everyone is a wizard, and one can just cast a warming charm on oneself; who would use a permanent warming charm?

Furthermore, wanting a warming charm to remain permanent requires extremely powerful magic; it is very difficult and very precious.

They are all for children to wear.

Only children wouldn't know how to cast a warming charm.

The Malfoy family should have several sets, and they are made of various precious materials that can be changed and worn.

Our family only has two sets, both given to Conte.

I don't have that treatment.

Could it be that some professor gave it to him, and he passed it on? But these are women's wizard robes.

It couldn't be that someone else gave it to Darren Potter.

It must be that he found a way to get it for me.

Could it be that he got it for me through his system?

I feel like I should be afraid, but I can't feel afraid.

But I am indeed very uneasy.

Why would he send it to me?

Did he discover my identity?

Or is he just kind-hearted, seeing that I am relatively cold, so he gave it to me.

But...

Although I am cold, I rarely show it.

At most, I just complain to Hannah quietly; I have never said it out loud.

He actually knows.

And, even if he knows, he shouldn't have sent this clothes to me.

Is he not afraid that I will guess that he wrapped himself into a ball just to pretend to be pitiful?

What exactly does he want?

I spun around holding the clothes, not even responding to Conte's scream of trying to scare me with a mouse.

I wanted to write him a letter, but after putting the letter there for a long time, I didn't write a single word.

Forget it.

I will just pretend to be stupid and not think too much.

As long as he doesn't say it out, I will pretend not to understand.

Only stupid people can live long.

No matter if he guessed it or not, I cannot reveal any flaws.

I feel some regret in my heart; I suspect the reason he guessed it is that time I sent him a broom.

Although I said loudly that it was Hannah's idea, if his hearing is good, he should have guessed that it was me who facilitated it.

Transmigrators having good hearing is also a bug, jealousy!

After my brain storm ended, I finally calmed down.

Actually, he has many reasons to explain why he sent me a robe with a permanent warming charm while he himself wrapped up into a ball.

Fortunately, I didn't stupidly confess.

I only need to write a letter to 'sincerely' thank him.

And, assuming he really knows, doesn't that mean he has no intention of using me?

In my country, sending clothes to a girl, like this kind of proper robe, is usually sent by someone close.

Is he trying to tell me that he considers me one of his own? Grievance, sadness, and being moved welled up.

I wiped away my tears and solemnly wrote him a thank-you letter.

I didn't mention a word about transmigration, just expressing my being moved by having such clothes—even if I cried, I wouldn't admit it.

Sorry, fellow countryman.

You have a golden finger to test and make mistakes, I don't! ...

Christmas has passed.

I am already wearing the wizard robe Darren sent over.

He seemed to see me wearing the robe he sent, and that day he gave me a really good-looking smile.

Oh my god, he even has two little tiger teeth. I was simply melted by his smile.

I almost became grateful to him.

But I quickly regained my senses and looked at him with a silly, stupid smile.

I think, if I am stupid enough, he shouldn't plot against me, right? One must guard against others!

Darren Potter seemed to know my misgivings, so after he just gave me a smile, he never made eye contact with me again.

He is still that good child who likes to follow behind his brother, and I am still that girl who likes to make mistakes and definitely cannot be called smart.

I don't know how he found the opportunity to let Harry Potter and the others know about Nicolas Flamel, but anyway, not long after, they stopped looking for the character Nicolas Flamel.

I know, the plot should be reaching the time when Hagrid raises a dragon.

But before I could see them being punished with detention.

I heard Hannah tell me worriedly that in the new Quidditch match, Darren and Malfoy got into a fight.

Now they have both been called to Dumbledore's office; it is said that Darren is going to be expelled.

Really?

A transmigrator will still be expelled?

While wondering, I showed a stupid expression.

Like many stupid girls in Hufflepuff, I opened my mouth wide and asked, "If he is expelled, where will he go!"

Yes, our problem is just like that.

The Hufflepuff girls have already started to believe the rumors.

Even though Hannah said it was a possibility, everyone has already started thinking about how Darren should live after being expelled.

Fortunately.

Darren Potter, as I imagined, was not expelled.

And not only was he not expelled, he also got a trophy.

Seeing Malfoy run away angrily from the window, I quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I continued to hug Hannah and discuss whether to buy him a house if Darren were expelled.

Who told the Hufflepuff girls to be more pragmatic?