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As expected, kissing shouldn't be done in a hurry.
The normal procedure was to propose a relationship first, then do something like this.
Under the Christmas tree, Elwyn's face was burning red. He looked up at the dark night sky and took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.
Since it had already become an established fact, he should bear the corresponding responsibility. There was no point in continuing to dwell on it.
However, when he thought of the cool, soft feeling and a hint of sweetness when he touched Hermione's lips …
Elwyn's face turned red again. His mind was filled with wild thoughts. If he proposed a relationship, would Hermione agree?
If she agreed, would it mean that he could do that kind of thing with her in the future?
Elwyn shook his head hard. He couldn't think about it anymore.
He tried to adjust his breathing rhythm and was ready to look for Hermione in the alley. He had only taken two steps when he immediately stopped.
He heard a clear, faint voice coming from a shadowy corner. Someone was humming a song.
The tune of the song was very strange. It wasn't cheerful Christmas music, but a slow, beautiful melody. The clear voice had a hint of sadness. Elwyn had never heard a song like this before.
He hurriedly turned his head. Under the dim light of his wand, he saw a girl curled up in a dark doorway, humming a song in a low voice.
The girl had long, light yellow hair that was slightly curled.
On her head was the pink straw hat that Elwyn and Hermione were looking for. The brim of the hat was pulled down very low, so he couldn't see her face clearly.
From her appearance, she was very slender and thin. Her height was about the same as Ginny's, and her age should be about the same, around 11 or 12 years old.
The girl was wearing a tattered black wizard robe. It was a very old style and was very loose and ill-fitting. It looked like the clothes of a strong adult wizard. After some slight changes, it was put on her body. The sleeves were rolled up a few times to barely keep it from falling off.
The dusty robe was covered in red stains from top to bottom, speckled all over the place.
These stains were left behind by some unknown liquid. It looked shocking, as if some kind of magic potion or blood had fallen on it.
Elwyn squinted and carefully took half a step forward.
He secretly raised his guard. He didn't know whether the dark red stains on the girl were magic potions or blood stains, but they were obviously not normal stains.
According to the method that Dumbledore taught him in the cave, Elwyn felt danger from this girl.
This seemingly weak girl had strong magic power. The traces left behind by releasing powerful magic were faintly discernible.
Elwyn didn't know what kind of magic was left behind, but it should be a spell that he didn't know.
Other than the suspicious stains on the robe and the abnormal strong magic reaction that didn't match her age, for a little girl of this age to be sitting alone in this remote, dark, and quiet alley at night, it didn't make sense.
Even if there was a Christmas party in the alley tonight and a lot of people were gathered here, it was still too abnormal.
As the distance between the two of them shrank, Elwyn noticed the girl's exposed skin outside of her clothes.
Her skin was very white, but it wasn't the healthy milky white of a normal person. It was the kind of pale white that came from not seeing sunlight for a long time.
It was like a Yin Corpse, but it didn't look disgusting.
Of course, this could also be because the girl was too beautiful.
Elwyn saw her appearance hidden under the brim of the hat. Her delicate facial features matched together, she was more beautiful than any girl he had ever seen.
Just like a porcelain doll, she had a kind of indescribable special temperament.
The most eye-catching thing was her eyes. The girl's spirited eyes were not a common color, but a very rare wine red. The red was very pure and thorough.
Elwyn took a glance and was deeply immersed in it. He quickly shook his head, letting his consciousness clear up a bit.
"Merry Christmas!" Elwyn gave a short nod, as a greeting, and softly said, "I'm Elwyn Mason, a second year student at Hogwarts. Who are you and why are you here? "
As he spoke, he naturally placed the magic wand in front of his chest, vigilantly sizing up the girl.
Hearing Elwyn's voice, the song stopped. The girl didn't reply, she didn't even move.
She just raised her head and looked at Elwyn with a slightly surprised expression, as if she didn't think that someone would talk to her.
Then, her delicate nose slightly twitched, as if she smelled something.
"The smell of food!" She said softly, her crisp voice slightly hoarse.
The girl's words made Elwyn take a step back.
He looked at her in horror, his mind highly focused, and all the magic in his body naturally gathered on the magic wand in his hand.
Imagine, you don't have anything edible on you, but the first thing a stranger says to you is the smell of food. Then, he stares at you, as if you are food in his eyes. What kind of feeling would that be?
It was strange, and a bit creepy!
The last time Elwyn heard something like this was when the werewolf Greyburk said it to him and Hermione.
Because of the long-term consumption of human flesh, Greyburk was addicted to the taste of human flesh. In his eyes, humans were ordinary food. Even if he wasn't in his transformed state, he would still eat humans for a long time, especially children.
If this girl saw him as food in her eyes like Greyburk, then she probably wasn't human either.
Looking at the blood stains on her black robe, and the powerful magic that was faintly discernible, Elwyn felt a chill down his spine.
This was not good news. Today was Christmas, and he did not want to complicate matters and encounter some inexplicable things. But Elwyn wasn't worried. This place was different from Hogsmeade. There were people celebrating not far from the alley, and if a fight broke out, they would be here soon.
Elwyn took another step back. He was ready to leave and find Hermione.
But the girl opposite him seemed to be interested in Elwyn. She wrinkled her nose and sniffed the air, then repeated, "The smell of food."
Her voice was crisp with a hint of hoarseness. It was very pleasant, but the words she said were definitely not normal.
She stood up and walked towards Elwyn, as if she didn't see the wand in Elwyn's hand. She didn't have a wand, nor did she cast spells or make any dangerous moves. In fact, her body looked even thinner under the black robe, and she didn't look dangerous at all.
Elwyn hesitated, not knowing what to do.
If this girl used evil black magic to attack him, or said a few more words, Elwyn wouldn't be as embarrassed as he was now.
He held his wand and stood there, not knowing what to do. Should he communicate with her or attack her with magic?
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