Chapter 40: Changes in Hermione's Mind

Inside Hagrid's hut.

Hermione sat on a small sofa, holding a cup of hot tea in her hands.

Her eyes were slightly red, clearly having just cried.

Hagrid sat opposite her, comforting Hermione.

"It's okay Hermione, Ron just cares too much about his pet; sooner or later, he will know that you are more important than a rat."

Hagrid's hair and beard were messy, clearly not groomed recently either.

In fact, Hagrid's current situation was indeed not very good.

Just experienced a trial, although saved by Dumbledore, his good friend Buckbeak wasn't.

He had been trying to find a way to clear Buckbeak's name and defend him, but where did he understand these things.

Even had to let Hermione think of a way for him, to help him write a defense statement.

"Thank you Hagrid, I'm much better."

"You look quite haggard."

Hermione had cried, and poured out her heart, her mood finally calmed down a lot, and she looked at Hagrid with some heartache.

"Oh, it's okay, I'm okay child."

Hagrid waved his hand, smiled reluctantly, and then lowered his head dejectedly.

The two just sat there in silence for a long time again.

"Don't worry Hagrid, I will try my best to help you collect defense statements favorable to Buckbeak, and Professor Dumbledore will also help you."

"Buckbeak will definitely be fine."

Hermione comforted Hagrid again, to which Hagrid just showed a forced smile.

"Thank you Hermione, you are really a good child."

Then there was another silence.

They both had their own worries and troubles, so they just sat there silently in a daze.

Knock, knock, knock.

At this time, a knock on the door came from outside.

The two looked at each other, and Hagrid stood up first.

Restored his smile, and said happily: "It must be Harry and Ron coming, I said they would definitely come to find you."

"Hermione, you must talk to Ron properly, don't fall out again."

Regarding this, Hermione was silent for a moment, then nodded.

She still had expectations in her heart, expecting Ron to come find her.

Then she could also lower her head slightly to him and apologize properly.

She really didn't want to quarrel every day anymore.

With a creak, the old wooden door opened.

"Eh? You are..."

Hagrid's confused voice sounded.

Hermione looked outside the door with hope, but was stunned.

The person outside the door wasn't Ron or Harry.

But John, who was sweating profusely and panting.

He was supporting his knees, looking like he was about to collapse.

In fact, he was indeed about to collapse; running around the castle, and then following Crookshanks here, he couldn't take it anymore.

But when he saw Hermione, he still smiled with surprise.

"Ha, Her, Sister Hermione... finally found you."

John pulled up an ugly smile at the corner of his mouth and said panting.

"I saw you seemed to be in a bad mood... so I thought about coming to find you... but it seems I came late... haha that, you, should be fine now..."

Looking at Hermione's slightly red eyes, John knew Hermione had just cried; he came late.

But that's okay, Hermione shouldn't want to be seen crying by others; now seeing her, she should have calmed down.

Hermione had indeed calmed down.

However, seeing John's panting, worried expression, and the undisguised joy when he found her.

Hermione's heart couldn't help but ripple again with unprecedented waves.

"John, what are you doing here..."

Hermione put down the hot tea in her hand and walked slowly to the door.

Her eyes flickered, and her tone carried a hint of elusive meaning.

"Ah... I, er, just worried about you, I looked for you around the school and couldn't find you, but in the end, Big Orange brought me here."

John scratched his head and said with a slightly awkward smile.

Big Orange also meowed at his feet at the right time, as if asking for credit.

Hagrid on the side looked left and right, then said: "So you are Hermione's friend, come in and sit down, drink some tea and take a rest."

"Thank you Professor Hagrid."

John just remembered there was a little giant Hagrid on the side and said hurriedly.

Hearing John's address, Hagrid was also coaxed like a baby, smiling happily and inviting him in.

Soon, John was brought in, sat next to Hermione, and finally breathed a long sigh of relief, resting his feet well.

At this time Hagrid handed over a cup of hot tea, and John thanked him and took it.

Because he ran a long way, he was thirsty, so John didn't pay attention to the temperature of the tea and drank it in one gulp.

As a result— "Pfft!"

So hot!!

As soon as the hot tea entered his mouth, John "pfft" sprayed it out.

Sprayed it directly onto Hagrid's body.

"......"

"No.... cough cough cough! Sorry cough!"

Seeing that he had caused trouble, John was anxious to apologize, but the tea in his mouth wasn't spat out clean, and he was choked again as soon as he opened his throat.

Since John came in, Hermione had been silently gazing at John, not knowing what she was thinking.

Now seeing John's operation, she was suddenly amused again.

Reached out and patted John's back lightly, helping him relieve the cough, and said helplessly in her mouth.

"Why are you so reckless, no one is rushing you."

It's funny to say, just a few days ago she praised John's calmness to Professor McGonagall, unlike other children who were reckless.

As a result, today she saw another side of John.

But for some reason, she didn't hate it, and it made people want to take care of him.

Finally, John caught his breath and sat up straight.

"Sorry, Professor Hagrid, I dirtied your clothes."

"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay child, these clothes weren't very clean anyway."

"... Er, is that so..."

Regarding John's apology, Hagrid waved his hand indifferently and said happily.

Hearing that John ran around the school to find her because he was worried about Hermione, Hagrid had a preliminary good impression of John.

At least he was a good child.

John picked up the hot tea again, blew on it, and drank it.

"Hmm! Good tea!"

Actually, John didn't know if it was good or not, anyway, just praise it.

Sure enough, Hagrid patted his stomach happily again.

It seems this Professor Hagrid is quite a good person.

Changed John's previous impression a little.

"Er, by the way, Sister Hermione, are you... just, okay?"

After catching his breath, John looked at Hermione beside him again and organized his language before asking slowly.

Afraid of making Hermione think of unpleasant things again by accident.

Hermione looked at John's cautious and concerned expression, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile.

She smiled and supported her chin with one hand, turned her gaze to John and teased.

"Hmm... originally I was fine, now I have something again~"

Hearing this, John blinked strangely; what does it mean originally fine, now something?

Could it be that I'm causing you trouble?

Hermione saw John's confused expression and felt amused.

Reached out and rubbed his head; John's hair was soft and bouncy, and it felt very comfortable to touch.

"You have to take responsibility~"

Hermione whispered.

John didn't hear clearly, so he could only let Hermione rub his hair.

Complaining in his heart, sure enough, a girl's mind is hard to guess...

Hagrid saw this scene and felt very relieved.

He also felt heartache for this stubborn and unyielding child Hermione.

Now that someone cares about her, it seems there's no need to worry.

"Time is almost up, why don't you stay for lunch."

Hagrid clapped his hands and said to the two.

Hermione heard Hagrid's lunch, her body shook for no reason, wanting to find an excuse to refuse.

But John shouted with novelty.

"Alright alright, thank you Professor Hagrid."

Hermione said in a low voice: "You will regret it."

"Just kidding, I never regret what I do!"

In the afternoon, the school infirmary had one more patient with stomach problems. ===== CHAPTER 41 =====