Ignoring Penello and Emily's questions, Luna's slightly protruding silver eyes fell on Hermione, who was lying on the sofa weakly. Fortunately, Luna looked surprised as usual. "Hermione, I can take care of her."
Hermione's expression also eased. She finally did not have to deal with the two bad guys when she was sick.
"You need Gordigan tea …" Luna said absent-mindedly, staring at Hermione as if she did not need to blink. "It used to be able to block the big mouth colored ball fish. It's a bit spicy. You can use it."
"That's great … But don't bother. Luna, if you have something to do, go do your own thing …" Hermione said with a heavy nasal voice, shaking her head slightly and speaking firmly. Thinking of Luna's Gordigan tea, which smelled like big onions, Hermione felt that she had lost her appetite. At first, she felt relaxed because someone was taking care of her. She realized that using Gordigan tea to treat her cold and letting Luna take care of her was not much better than staying with Penello.
"Move over a little." Luna's protruding eyes met Hermione's unwilling brown eyes. She touched Hermione's leg and leaned forward to sit on the sofa. She said absent-mindedly, "You need company."
After that, Luna climbed onto the sofa and pressed Hermione's shoulder to lie down. Hermione was overwhelmed by the sudden squeeze. She was pressed so hard that she exhaled. "Lu … Luna, what are you doing?"
Luna leaned against Hermione and rested her head on the armrest of the sofa as if she was reminiscing. She put her other hand around Hermione's shoulder and held Hermione's head in her arms. She said in a singing voice, "Helena is sick. It seems that this is how Helga takes care of her. I want to pass the healing energy in my body to you."
Feeling the warmth and softness of Luna's body, Hermione, who was unprepared, felt her whole body stiffen. Luna closed her mouth and let out a very strange, wave-like snort from her nose. This made Hermione's face turn red. She felt that Luna was treating her like a child, and Luna, who was actually one year younger than her, had obviously put herself in the role of a mother.
"Okay, Know-It-All. Now you have someone to take care of you …" Penello's lipstick-smeared mouth twitched. She shook the teacup in her hand resentfully and put it aside. She said to Emily, "Emily, I'll take you to have some dessert with sugar."
With that, she walked towards the door.
"Yesterday's double skin milk wasn't sweet enough." Emily had already followed Penello to the door. She said with some hesitation, "But, Penello, I don't feel any magic. Can Luna really help her?"
"At least she's helping us out." Penello gloated as she waved her hand at Hermione, who was sitting on the sofa with a hopeless expression because she did not have the strength to talk about the disadvantages of desserts.
On the sofa, Luna's wave-like snort continued for a long time. Hermione gradually relaxed. Although she was groggy, she had to admit that it was good to be taken care of like a child.
The sound of footsteps and the female's exclamation made Hermione, who almost fell asleep to the singing, awake again.
"You guys …" Daisy was stunned when she saw that it was Hermione and Luna who were hugging each other on the sofa. The scenes of the Muggle movies "Flower at the End of the Road" and "Schoolmate's Love" flashed in her mind. "Ravenclaw, for the sake of Ravenclaw, please be careful …"
"Daisy, I'm just sick!" After shouting, Hermione realized that she did not sound like she was sick at all. Her face instantly turned red. She quickly got up and explained to Daisy, "Luna is transferring her healing energy to me."
Daisy crossed her arms in front of her chest and glanced suspiciously at Hermione's still smoking ears. She pretended to understand and said, "Next time when you receive her energy, at least remember to hang a sock on the door handle …"
"I'm trying to practice …" Luna sat up naturally and turned her light-colored eyes to Daisy. "My relationship with Hermione is not like your relationship with the Tonks."
Daisy was suddenly choked and could not say anything. She was slightly angry and did not know how to talk back. She simply raised her arm and wanted to slap Luna. Then, Luna and Daisy began to chase each other around Hermione's sofa.
Under the influence of the shrill laughter, Hermione who was forced to accept the treatment had completely recovered. She lay on the sofa, exhausted. "Ravenclaw, for the sake of Ravenclaw … please let me be alone."
"Poor little furry thing." As the elder sister, Daisy had more experience in taking care of people than others. She stopped and asked, "Hermione, do you want me to prepare some chicken soup for you? Mom makes it for us when we have a cold … "
"That's great. Daisy, I haven't seen you cook before."
"Huh? I'm going to buy three brooms … Ouch! "
"Ahem!"
Before Daisy could finish her words, Luna bumped into her from behind, causing her to stumble. Harris' elder sister also threw herself on Hermione, causing her to cough again. Luna, who was being chased by Daisy, did not pay attention to the conversation. She went around in a circle, making it seem like she was chasing Daisy.
This also made Hermione fully realize how unreliable the witches around her were. However, she did not want her parents and pregnant Allen's mother to worry, so she just jumped up and drove Luna and Daisy out of the living room.
Hermione, who seemed to have used up the last of her strength to drive them away, returned to her normal state and curled up on the sofa. At this time, she could not hear the voices of Luna and Daisy, and the whole living room was quiet. This made her heavy head feel a lot more comfortable, but this comfort did not last long. The door opened again.
"Don't worry about me! Uh … Allen? "After Hermione impatiently shouted, she saw Allen coming in from outside the hall.
Because of her lion's roar, Allen was obviously a little confused. He was still holding two old hens in a silly manner. "Hermione?"
"Sorry, Allen … I thought it was someone else …" Hermione's mood became lively, and her face involuntarily showed a smile. But then she asked in surprise, "Why are you back? I told Penello and the rest not to say anything. "
"Luna told me you had a cold and wanted to drink chicken soup … I went to the New Burrow to look for Mrs Weasley and caught two fat chickens she had been raising in the Old Burrow …" Allen walked over to examine Hermione's expression. He reached out and touched Hermione's forehead, causing her temperature to rise instantly. "It's my fault, I made you work overtime last night …" As he spoke, he clapped his hands. Maggie, who was raising a little elf at home, appeared and instructed, "Maggie, make a pot of chicken soup according to mother's recipe. When it's done, bring a bowl with the topmost layer of oil removed. You and Klitscher remember to drink some too, it's preventative."
(Author's Note: In the west, there is a custom of drinking chicken soup after catching a cold. It is said that chicken soup contains ingredients to treat colds. But Chinese medicine believes that chicken is a hair product and should not be drunk when you catch a cold. So who should I listen to?)
"Maggie will add more parsley when you take the pot out!" Maggie took the old hen from her master. "Klitscher ate too much yesterday, he might not feel like eating anything today."
At that moment, Hermione's attention was involuntarily on Allen's neck. His hood was loosened slightly, revealing part of his white skin. His pale hair covered his ears, leaving only his earlobes exposed. "Allen, you don't have to go through so much trouble. Hogwarts still need …"
"I don't have classes today, I'm just a principal. There's nothing to be busy about. Have you ever seen Dumbledore loitering around campus? This will make the teachers and students uncomfortable … "Allen waved his hand and looked at Hermione with some heartache." Besides, I've never taken care of anyone before. Today is a good opportunity for me to train myself … "
Hermione looked at the other party's slightly protruding eyes that were looking at her with concern. In her opinion, this was clearer and more charming than the black lake that was surrounded by mountains that reflected the blue sky. For a moment, Hermione felt that even the old hen that was struggling in Maggie's hands, which was a little pitiful, was a little cute. Of course, the hens did not think so. They had escaped the attack of the Death Eaters, but not the cold.
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