In This Hogwarts Without a Savior

"prom?"

Hermione squatted on the ground wearing dragon skin gloves, handling the herbal leaves that contained hallucinogenic toxins on their surfaces, and heard the questions Asia asked her.

"I don't know what arrangements the professors in your castle have on Christmas Day, but with the measures your principal is taking against us now, shouldn't we be banned from entering the castle?"

Asia shook her head.

"I don't know either, but Professor Greengrass has announced the prom and told everyone that students will spend this year's Christmas holiday in the castle, which means that the prom will definitely be held normally, so there will be no Reason will also shut you out."

Hermione didn't show much concern about this.

"If there is, there will be no. If there is no, there will be no. Even if this dance is held, it is just to maintain some things on the scene. It will not have any impact on the outcome of the game."

"You guys should have gotten the news." Asia blinked and looked at Hermione, "Has anyone invited Hermione to be a dance partner?"

Hermione said casually without any change on her face.

"not at all."

"But Hermione is so beautiful and such a nice person, so she should be very popular."

"Probably everyone has never thought about this." Hermione said, "Because we have been in exile before, that is, running for our lives. Everyone wants to learn and become stronger, and return to where we should be. Belonging to our home, recognizing our family, prom has never been held in the school.”

"Then what kind of entertainment activities do you have?" Asia asked curiously.

"Well, we once held a fishing competition. Justin, a classmate in the same grade as me, also caught a mermaid. Unfortunately, the weight of the mermaid was not included in his catch in the end, so he did not win again. Two-time fishing tournament champion.”

Asia obviously had no interest in fishing. She seemed to have thought of something and lowered her head slightly. Her white cheeks were lightly flushed, and the normal communication sounds became extremely small.

"Well, if Hermione doesn't have a dance partner by then, why not, why not..."

Her voice was so soft that Hermione, who was concentrating on handling the herbs, couldn't hear her clearly.

"Not as good as what?"

In the end, Asia still couldn't say what she wanted to say. She lowered her head and looked a little lonely.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about something."

Hermione seemed not to notice Asia's mood changes. She packed away the herbs in her hands and tilted her head, thinking of something.

"I remember seeing relevant records. It seems that at every Christmas ball of the Triwizard Tournament, the selected warrior from each school has to be the lead dancer at the opening, right?"

"Yes, the young master of the Malfoy family heard that he invited the young lady of the Parkinson family, and the brave man of the Lestrange family also recently got very close to a pure-blood young lady named Selwyn."

Hermione wasn't actually that interested in what kind of dance partners those pure-blood students would choose. She just had an imperceptible smile on her lips, as if she had thought of something interesting.

"Jon has been learning dance with Professor Rozier recently. I heard him complain many times that such learning is very painful. In fact, he doesn't want to participate in any dance at all, but he has to learn it for something."

Asia asked with some confusion.

"Who is Mr. Green's dance partner?"

"He hasn't found a dance partner yet."

"Why aren't you looking? Is it because there are so many people to choose from that you are still hesitating?"

"Contrary to what you think, I guess he must still be worried about who to find to dance."

Asia didn't understand this. If she were in Hogwarts Castle, let alone Jon's achievements and fame, Asia knew that there were actually many mixed-race girls around her who were secretly dating pure-bloods. The boys have private intimate relationships. This is not necessarily because they want to climb high, but because the castle plays up the theory of noble blood all day long, which makes many students really agree with this point from the bottom of their hearts.

There is a certain degree of admiration, and girls in mixed-blood colleges will subconsciously think that pure-blood boys are better. Even if they follow the rules set by their principal, mixed-bloods and pure-bloods cannot intermarry, then this can also give future opportunities. It makes for a great memory, doesn’t it?

Therefore, according to Asia's understanding, with Jon's current status and reputation on Dumbledore's side, even if he doesn't have many girlfriends, he should have had many girlfriends and be extremely popular with the opposite sex.

Hermione didn't explain much about this. Although they both used the name Hogwarts, the situations on the two sides could be said to be completely different.

Based on what Asia had learned after studying in the castle for six years, she would definitely not understand how the students in the carriage interacted with each other.

Asia never spends a long time with Hermione. Even if she cherishes and even covets her friendship with Hermione, she also knows that if their relationship is discovered by someone in the castle, then It will definitely be an extremely miserable ending.

After returning to the castle, she lowered her head all the time, like a frightened rabbit, cowardly avoiding everyone and everything around her.

But there are some things that she can't avoid if she wants to.

Walking on the stairs, just as Asia was returning to her dormitory, a tall boy with brown curly hair suddenly blocked her way with a smile on his face.

"Asiya, good afternoon."

Hearing the boy's voice, Asia's body visibly stiffened. She tried to open her mouth, trying to stop the boy from directly calling her name, but in the end, the words were not uttered.

She didn't respond, still lowered her head, and was blocked by the boy.

"Hey, I heard that guy Giraldo invited you to be his dance partner, right? But you rejected him. Well done, Asia. I already had him give him a hard lesson this morning. I have warned him immediately and he will not harass you again."

The smile on the face of the boy named Flint became softer and softer. He seemed to be showing his infatuation and wanted to hold Asia's hand, but this time she plucked up the courage to avoid him. .

"You know, I told you Asiya, Freud was just a marriage arranged for me by my family. In fact, I have no feelings for her at all. The person I really like is you, and it was you who fascinated me. I couldn't control myself the first time I saw you."

Asia was so scared that she huddled against the wall and said in a trembling voice.

"School, Mr. Principal said that pure blood and mixed blood cannot be combined."

"Of course Mr. Principal's words are right, but love is also great. As long as we love each other sincerely, it doesn't matter even if we don't get married and we are nominally husband and wife, right? Don't worry, Asia, I will do it after I graduate from Hogwarts. Arrange yours, and you don't have to worry about Floyd. She is also a pureblood, but after all, she is just a new pureblood. Now that she is causing trouble for you in school, I can't interfere. She won't know about our affairs later. "

Flint said softly, but such words not only failed to make Asia feel at ease, but even made her feel sick.

Just like he likes Asia, Asia must also like him. That is not a great love at all, but just his personal despicable wishful thinking, a wishful thinking that cannot be rejected by taking advantage of his status.

Asia has no chance to refuse at all. The mixed-blood class seems to be no different from the previous life, but that is because most pure-bloods can maintain their so-called arrogance in name and the pride of pure-bloods. Abuse of the power one has.

Once the pure blood wants to tear apart this illusion, the forced mixed blood will have no room to resist. It is not easy for Asia to persist for so long.

"Remember, no matter who asks you to be a dance partner, don't agree. I can't dance with you on the day of the prom. That will make the classmates around me laugh at me. But after the prom, we can dance in the garden outside the castle. Spend some time alone together, then we can reveal our sincerity to each other and think about the future, don’t you think so?”

Flint approached Asia's face with a smile on his face. He intoxicatedly sniffed the fragrance lingering in the light golden hair, and then did not continue to linger here, turned and walked towards the first floor.

Even though he had left, Asia's face had not returned to normal. She stood there with a pale face, not knowing how to deal with Flint's "invitation" at that time.

Flint's family has a huge industry in the British Ministry of Magic, and Asia's parents are employees of his family's magic company.

Therefore, as the sole heir of the Flint family, it is not easy for him to handle Asia.

Just when Asia was stunned in place, the movement from the stairs above her suddenly woke her up. She looked up and saw Floyd's extremely cold and ferocious face.

In an instant, Asiya's whole body was filled with chills, and his entire face was pale to the point of being completely colorless.

"No. Miss Floyd, I didn't."

Freud didn't give her any chance to explain at all. His expression looked like he had decided that Asia was a dead person, and he immediately turned around and left.

Asia could only put down her hand blankly. She leaned against the wall and slowly slid down the stairs. In the end, she only thought of her crying that was covered in indifference and darkness.

"I always enjoy being here."

After dinner, Jon invited Hermione to sit in the driver's seat in front of the carriage for a while.

"When I first came here and saw Hagrid, there were golden wheat fields everywhere. Before the Thestral's hooves trampled those wheat ears, they automatically separated a road to let us Passing through, the scenery is really unforgettable. At that time, I asked Hagrid if our trip had an end, but I didn’t expect that in just three years, we would already have reached the end.”

The cold wind in winter was very cold, but it had no way of blowing through the magic cast on the driving seat of the carriage, so Jon and Hermione, who were sitting here looking at the heavy snow in the sky, did not feel the slightest chill.

"No matter how heavy the snow is, it will stop one day, right?" Hermione said softly.

"Of course, not only that, generally after rain and snow, the world will become better than before."

Jon picked up the teapot that Hagrid left here and poured himself and Hermione a cup of black tea at a moderate temperature.

"Have you had a good relationship with the girl named Asia during this period?"

Hermione was holding a steaming tea cup, and the red and yellow scarf wrapped around her neck made her face look so delicate.

"I learned from her that the mixed-race students, whom I had always thought were superior, actually didn't live a very good life in the castle."

"Because pure bloods control absolute power, even if they are not demoted to slaves, how they live depends on the consciousness and moral cultivation of pure blood wizards. Instead of believing this, it is better to imagine those who were cut off in the Tower of London. The winged crow will surely keep Britain safe for a long time to come."

Hermione was amused by Jon's metaphor, she swung her calves and said.

"After we take back the castle, we can go to school here?"

"It depends on what the professor means. It probably depends on the specific situation at that time. If we just retake the castle and Britain is still in the hands of the Dark Lord, that won't work."

“Hopefully we haven’t graduated from school by then.”

"Of course not. To be honest, I'd rather have lunch in the Hogwarts Great Hall."

"I heard that the starry sky is very beautiful."

"You haven't seen it yet?"

"No."

"Well, actually, there is a pretty good opportunity this time. Well, you know that there will be a dance held in the castle on Christmas Day. If you want to see the starry sky with your own eyes, that night is definitely a good time. Of course, I also happen to be short of a dance partner. If you don’t mind, you can visit the starry sky in the name of my dance partner. You don’t have to do anything more, just dance with me at the beginning.”

He rambled on, but Hermione just turned to look at him with a smile after he spoke.

The white mist rising from the teacup made her smile look as hazy as reflected by the lake. It felt as if it was out of reach, yet close at hand, just like the starry sky above their heads.

She seemed to have thought about it very seriously, and then nodded after thinking about it.

"It sounds pretty good."