Chapter 154: The Day Before the Competition

Time quickly reached the day before the second challenge began.

"John."

Library at night.

John and Hermione were still reading in the corner of the library.

"You have to participate in the challenge tomorrow, don't you want to go back and rest early?" Hermione suddenly raised her head and asked John on the side.

"Mm... it doesn't make much difference to me."

John smiled, his gaze still lingering on the book pages.

Hermione heard this and felt a bit helpless, thinking John was a bit too underestimated.

Just wanted to open her mouth to remind him not to underestimate the enemy.

"Besides, I also want to stay with you more."

John said softly while looking at the book in his hand.

As soon as this was said, Hermione's cheeks turned red instantly, and then she turned her head and muttered.

"Smooth talker..."

Her voice was very light, but the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

John turned his head slightly to look at Hermione and found the tips of her ears flushed with a faint red.

Suddenly remembered what good brother Titus had said: "A man must be more active!"

"Sincerity is the only must-kill skill, but routines can also win hearts; when you should be shameless, be bolder, don't let the girl you love wait too long."

Although it sounded messy, John still realized a little.

So, John leaned toward Hermione.

?

Hermione, who was secretly blushing, suddenly noticed John approaching and was slightly stunned.

"You, what are you doing?"

"Cold."

John said it as it came.

Hearing this, Hermione felt it was a bit fake, but didn't dodge, and the roots of her ears turned redder.

"Actually, I've been winter swimming every day lately, and my body might have been frozen into a problem."

John continued.

"What!?"

Hermione, who was still blushing, turned her head sharply, staring at John worriedly.

"What's wrong with your body? Have you checked with Madam Pomfrey? Why didn't you say so earlier!"

She grabbed John's arm anxiously, looking him up and down while asking eagerly.

"Checked, Madam Pomfrey said, as long as you find someone to hug every day, you can warm up, otherwise the cold will enter the bones and leave a root of disease."

John blinked and said solemnly.

Hermione was stunned for a moment, then realized she had been teased by him, her cheeks turned bright red, but she angrily twisted John's arm.

"If you use this kind of thing to lie to me again, I won't talk to you!"

Seeing Hermione was angry, John quickly admitted his mistake.

"Hiss, wrong, wrong, Senior."

Did he call her Senior just to beg for mercy?

Hermione glared at him with a red face, and only then did she withdraw her hand.

John rubbed his arm while leaning toward Hermione again.

Hermione turned her head, not wanting to pay attention to him.

Usually, they didn't feel anything about natural hugs, but today, being suddenly requested to hug made her feel at a loss.

Could only deliberately ignore him to hide her shyness.

And seeing that the shameless strategy didn't work, John changed his strategy.

He coughed twice lightly and said softly.

"Actually, I'm also quite worried about tomorrow's challenge..."

"So I thought, if someone could give me an encouraging hug, maybe... I could have more confidence."

Hermione was slightly stunned when she heard this; although she knew he was acting again, her heart softened.

Maybe John really needs some encouragement?

And they have kissed... just a hug...

She bit her lip, finally turned around, raised her hand slowly, wrapped it around John's back lightly, and curled up in John's arms.

"... then you have to promise that you must pass the challenge smoothly tomorrow and come back safely..."

Hermione's slightly trembling voice sounded from his arms.

John felt a warmth in his arms, and the tip of his nose was filled with the fragrance of Hermione's hair.

Good brother's advice is really useful.

John stroked Hermione's hair lightly, a smile unconsciously rising at the corners of his mouth, then tightened his arms and brought her closer into his arms.

"Mm, I promise."

Afterward, the two were quiet; Hermione could even clearly hear John's constantly accelerating heartbeat.

The corners of her mouth also rose slightly; so my lethality to John is quite big~

Finally, after a good while, John released Hermione.

Hermione also withdrew from John's arms, the tips of her ears still remaining with unscattered warmth.

She brushed the broken hair by her temples and said softly: "Satisfied now..."

John smiled and said: "Satisfied, satisfied."

Hermione snorted softly, lowering her head to hide her flushed cheeks.

But she didn't pull away, continuing to lean against John and read.

And John couldn't read the book anymore, instead stealing glances at Hermione's side face from time to time, his gaze falling on her soft lips, remembering the touch of the last kiss.

Hermione was looked at by John's straightforward gaze until her cheeks were burning, and the book pages were unconsciously tightened by her.

She feigned composure, but John suddenly reached out an arm to wrap around her waist.

Hermione's body stiffened instantly, but she didn't struggle, and opened her mouth softly.

"Don't mess around..."

This voice was as soft as acting like a spoiled child.

John chuckled, his fingertips rubbing lightly on her waist.

Hermione pursed her lips, her heart felt like it was being scratched by a cat, and the book pages hadn't been turned for a long time.

Looking at Hermione's shy appearance, a heartbeat surged in John's heart, and he leaned toward her slowly.

Although Hermione noticed John's approach.

But apart from blushing and heartbeat, there was no reaction.

"Miss Granger."

Just as John was about to kiss the corner of her lips, a voice interrupted them.

"!!!"

Both shook at the same time and were startled.

Professor Moody appeared not far from them at some point.

No, you (pulling back from the brink)!

Interrupted by Moody's sudden appearance, John almost didn't take out his wand to explode with him.

It's been so long, he finally had a chance to get close to Hermione and pull closer to her.

As a result, it was interrupted like this.

Moody's magic eye swept coldly across the two, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"This is the library, not a place for some little brats to date."

"Also, Miss Granger, Professor McGonagall is looking for you; go over immediately."

Hermione nodded when she heard this, hurriedly closed the book, her cheeks still flushed, and lowered her head to walk away quickly from this place.

She didn't dare to see anyone now.

Not only was her mind disturbed by John's sudden initiative, but she was also bumped into by Professor Moody in this shy scene; she felt like she was being roasted on a fire, so shy.

Looking at her back as she fled in a panic, John knew that if he wanted another chance to kiss her like this, he was afraid he would have to wait a long time.

Blame this old man!

"MD! Old man! Let's duel!"

John shouted directly at Moody in anger.

"... Duel? Alright."

Which knew that as soon as Moody heard John's words, a ferocious smile appeared on his face, and he readily agreed to John's request.

John was in a fit of anger, where would he retreat.

The two went directly to the Forbidden Forest to fight one-on-one.

Later, I don't know what happened, just heard Hagrid say that many trees fell in the Forbidden Forest that night, the mud was overturned by spells, as if torn by giant beasts, and the air still remained with the scorching smell of magic. ===== CHAPTER 155 =====