During the dinner, Harry and Ron drove to the school in a speedway and spread throughout the school. The next day, I sat on the bench of Ravenclaw. Qiu Zhang looked at Harry and Ron who were showing off their experiences proudly, and said in a angrily voice: "We were so worried about them before, so we would have ignored them if we knew."

Mo Wen said with some gloating pleasure: "Don't worry, they will not be happy in a while."

As soon as I finished speaking, a group of owls flew over with their own emails, and then they heard a huge roar from Gryffindor's long table: "... I stole the car, and if they fire you out of school, I wouldn't be surprised at all. If I were to catch you, you would have something to look good. I think you never thought about how your parents would worry about finding that the car was missing..."

Like in the original work, Ron was tortured by the roaring letter of Weasley's woman for a long time, and he suddenly became drowning. Fortunately, because of Mo Wen, Mr. Weasley's position was transferred and he no longer dealt with the abuse of the Muggle Products Division, so he was not suspended this time, but even so, the Weasley family was not easy to live. Mr. Weasley's "collections" were confiscated by the department, and he was fined a considerable fee.

Qiu Zhang looked at Mo Wen with some surprise, "Modi, I have felt very strange since before. I always feel that you know everything. Do you have any bloodline of a prophet? Have you chosen divination class this semester?"

Mo Wen is just a joy. Of course, this is known by the original work. But naturally he can't answer Qiu Zhang like this. He looked at Qiu Zhang with a hint and reached out to Qiu's thigh with one hand, "Are you envious? It's just some unique abilities of the family, but I can guarantee that your children in the future will have this ability." Since doing that on the train, Mo Wen's desire seemed to be awakened again. Looking at Qiu Zhang, whose chest had already developed, he was a little dry and his behavior was no longer so gentle.

Hearing the teasing meaning of Mo Wen's words, Qiu Zhang turned red and patted Mo Wen's big hand quietly, and snorted coldly, "If you don't want to say it, just forget it. Today, Professor Gidro's class, and with him, the black magic defense class must be much more interesting than the divination class."

Although Qiu Zhang was a little surprised at Mo Wen's current ungenital behavior, he was not angry. On the contrary, he was still a little happy. Although the relationship between the two has always been very close, Qiu Zhang always felt a little distance between him and Mo Wen. Now Mo Wen teasing herself in a sensible way, which made her feel much more at ease. Of course, she was in the reserve of a girl. She patted Mo Wen's hand off and then deliberately carried out Professor Gidero. After all, in the eyes of many people, Gidero is quite charming.

"Hmm?" Mo Wen was stunned, then looked at Qiu Zhang with a strange look, "Gidro's black magic defense class, um--I think you will be surprised."

I heard Qiu Zhang feel inexplicable.

The facts once again proved the accuracy of Mo Wen's 'prophecy' to Qiu Zhang. There was a whole class of black magic defense. In the first half of the time, everyone was busy writing some such as "What is Gidlow Rockhart's favorite color?" "What is Gidlow Rockhart's biggest wish?" In the second half, everyone was busy catching Cornish elves flying everywhere. Thanks to the third-grade students who had mastered a lot of spells, these elves were arrested without causing any big mess. Gidlow finally barely preserved the dignity of his teacher. However, except for a few idiots, most third-grade students discovered that Gidlow was actually a squash.

The days that followed were a bit dull, but what should be come will come. On this day, Hermione took Harry and Ron excitedly to find Mo Wen who was resting by the lake.

"What, are you going to invite me to Nick's death party?" Mo Wen looked at Hermione with a strange look.

"Yes, I think this will be a good experience. The deceased's dinner should be different from ours." Hermione nodded seriously.

Mo Wen touched his nose and said to Hermione seriously: "Believe me, Hermione, not all novel things are worth trying. The dinner for the dead is not suitable for the living. At least they will never prepare any food for the living."

"What!" Hermione didn't react, and Harry and Ron shouted. The former began to regret agreeing to Nick's invitation, while Ron regretted agreeing to accompany Harry.

"Harry, maybe you should say to Nick that you can't go that day." Ron suggested to Harry.

"Isn't that good?" Harry's tone a little shaken.

"Harry, you have promised Nick!" Hermione stared at Harry with her big eyes, her serious look reminded me of Professor McGonagall.

"Okay, I'm just talking." Harry said dejectedly.

After another persuasion of Mo Wen was fruitless, the three of them finally gave up. Harry and Ron walked away first. However, Hermione hesitated for a moment, stopped, and hesitated to Mo Wen and asked: "Well--Gurrys, do you pure blood families look down on people from Muggle-born?"

Mo Wen was stunned and suddenly recalled a scene in the original work, "Did Malfoy say something to you? Don't worry, I will talk to him if I have the chance." Mo Wen's tone was a bit bad. He designated Hermione as his woman, how could he be bullied by others at will?

"He called me Nibafeng, and said that Guris, you didn't really make friends with me. Is this true?" Hermione gritted her teeth and asked her psychologically. In fact, Malfoy's original words were that Guris looked down on Hermione's Mubafeng at all, and just wanted to play with her.

Mo Wen shook his head, not angry, "Although many pure blood families hold this view, I don't think so." For Mo Wen, a heroic spirit, the so-called pure and impure blood is meaningless at all. Will the lion still care about the difference between rabbits and squirrels?

"What do your family think?" Hermione asked suddenly. She wasn't really worried about Mo Wen herself, but was afraid that his family would have such thoughts. If the Guris family really thought so, she really didn't know how to get along with Mo Wen, whether it was as a friend or others.

Mo Wen suddenly understood Hermione's concerns and shook his head, "Don't worry, the Guris family, I'm the only one left now."

"Yes, I'm sorry." Never thought that such a perfect Guris would be an orphan, Hermione couldn't help but take a step back.

With a hint of sadness on his face, Mo Wen said lightly: "It's okay, I'm used to it."

Looking at the handsome face, Hermione was inexplicably sad, and she couldn't help but walk forward, tiptoed and kissed Mo Wen.

By the lake, the two hugged each other quietly.
Chapter completed!