Allen and Hermione's first stop was, of course, the Duke of Honey. This was a paradise for little wizards.
Hermione not only bought some Hairy Tooth Mints, but also a lot of candies that she liked.
"Maybe I can eat them secretly." Hermione decisively put in some milk gummies.
"You like candies so much?" She was surprised to see Allen put all kinds of candies into the shopping basket.
"No, I have a little sister at home. Her name is Emily. I bought these for her." Thinking of the naughty and cute Emily, Allen's eyes were full of love.
Hermione tried hard to restrain herself and swallowed the words that "children who like candies should go to the dentist regularly".
Allen noticed that in the farthest corner of the store, there was a sign (Special Flavor).
He pulled Hermione and walked over with interest. Maybe he could buy some to cheat Lunn.
It would be very interesting to see Lunn's serious expression crack.
A plate of bloody lollipops attracted his attention.
"Do you want to try this?" Allen twirled one and winked mischievously.
"Uh, no, I guess they are for vampires." Hermione wrinkled her little nose.
"How about these?" Allen said as he stuffed a jar of cockroach candy under Hermione's nose.
"Absolutely not." Hermione pushed the jar away with a serious expression, and then laughed out loud.
Allen noticed that not far from them, in front of the shelf full of flavored beans, Ron was frowning and cursing.
Allen took a step forward and blocked Ron's line of sight.
Hermione looked at Alan, who had suddenly walked up to her, baffled.
Allen calmly stuffed a lot of bloody lollipops into the shopping basket.
"Your sister likes these?" Hermione asked in surprise.
"No, my second brother likes them." Allen did not hesitate to use Lunn as an excuse.
Allen took Hermione to Joko's joke store and bought a lot of "Dung Bombs", "Burp Candy", "Frog Egg Soap" and other things.
Unsurprisingly, Allen saw Ron in Joko's joke store again.
Hermione also saw Ron, but her smile disappeared when she saw the angry expression on Ron's face.
Hermione stared at Ron in disgust and frowned.
Allen raised his eyebrows and pulled Hermione out of the store.
When Allen once again made Hermione forgot about Ron, a large group of course, Slytherin girls, Pency. Parkinson's.
"Allen and Hermione!" Pency screamed, "Ah, Allen, you don't have good taste … Penello is at least good-looking!"
Pency thought that she would make the girls laugh, but in the end, she was left with an awkward silence.
Just like the little witches from other academies, the Slytherin girls had a good impression of Allen.
Such a handsome, capable, charismatic, and wealthy boy could not arouse their disgust.
They looked at Hermione, who was different from her usual self, and could not go against their will to agree with Pency.
Pency snorted and looked very unhappy. She quickened her pace and talked in a shrill voice while looking back at Allen and Hermione.
Hermione looked a little embarrassed, so Allen considerately changed the topic.
"Hermione, your nose is red from the cold. Why don't we go into Madam Pardeve's teahouse and sit for a while?"
Hermione immediately covered her nose with her hand, and sure enough, she felt the cold tip of her nose. She couldn't imagine her nose turning red, and immediately nodded in agreement with Allen's suggestion.
Allen gentlemanly pushed open the door of the teahouse and let Hermione in first.
Then, Allen turned around and smiled at Ron, who was following behind them.
It was a small, cramped teahouse that was steeped in mist. Everything inside was decorated with tacky lace, even the small round table.
Hermione suddenly felt out of sync with her body. She was uneasy and extremely uncomfortable. Because she found that the room was full of couples, and they were all holding hands.
Allen had already walked in and took Hermione to the only round table left, next to the foggy window.
Hermione lowered her head shyly.
Allen looked out of the window as if he didn't care, and Ron's figure was faintly discernible behind a cedar.
Allen leaned forward slightly and brushed away the snowflakes on Hermione's head.
Ron kicked the cedar angrily, and the snow on the tree rustled down and sprinkled all over Ron's face.
Ron waved his arms impatiently and wiped them messily.
Allen couldn't help but laugh out loud. Hermione raised her head in confusion.
She was about to ask Allen what he was laughing at when Madam Pardeve diverted her attention.
"What would you two like?" Madam Pardeve asked. She was fat and had a shiny black bun as she struggled to squeeze between the two tables.
"How about two cups of hot coffee in this weather?" Allen looked at Hermione.
A young couple at the next table began to kiss through the sugar jar. Hermione lowered her gaze in embarrassment and nodded randomly.
"Professor Fleevy is going to teach us the Happy Charm soon. I found out when I was helping him prepare the lecture notes." Allen saw Hermione's awkwardness and changed the topic to something that Hermione was interested in.
Sure enough, Hermione opened her eyes wide and looked at Allen.
"He takes this charm very seriously. Maybe it will be included in the final exam." Allen shrugged.
Talking about charms and entering familiar territory, Hermione's interest was piqued. She sipped the steaming hot coffee, and her shoulders, which had been tightly held, relaxed.
Just as the two were chatting happily, the door of the teahouse was knocked open with a bang, and a little wizard barged in.
It was Malfoy. It was rare that he wasn't followed by Gower and Crabbe.
Under everyone's surprised gazes, Malfoy walked unceremoniously to Allen and Hermione's table and sat down.
Seeing this, Ron, who was outside the window, couldn't care less about patting the snow off his body. He concentrated on their conversation, trying to recognize the shape of their lips.
Of course, it was all in vain.
"Harry always thought that Allen was on his side. Look, Malfoy came to talk to him in secret! Hermione also knew, but she didn't tell us! "Ron stomped his frozen feet angrily.
"No, I have to think of a way to figure out what conspiracy they are discussing!" Ron said to himself.
But he realized in despair that without Harry and Hermione, he had no way at all!
Suddenly, he was tapped on the shoulder. He turned around and didn't see anyone.
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