Hogwarts: A little lion in the skin of the Eagle School

Chapter 52 Pairs of Quill Pens

After the two left the Great Hall together, John released Hermione's hand.

"Thanks to you for saving the day, Hermione."

"Otherwise, I might still be being pestered by that Ryan guy."

John breathed a sigh of relief after getting rid of Ryan and smiled helplessly at Hermione.

"I heard that Professor Snape keeps you after every Potions class to do dirty work, and you seem to get more and more into it."

"I thought you liked those exotic things."

Hermione found it amusing to see John looking so frightened.

"That's different."

"Professor Snape's task has a certain level of value."

"And Ryan, that guy, is just trying to disgust me."

John waved his hand and said irritably.

Professor Snape did indeed always leave him some dirty work to do.

But it wasn't all for nothing.

Professor Snape would always leave John with a special piece of knowledge that wasn't in the textbook.

Those points of knowledge seemed more like the experience that Professor Snape himself had summarized.

Moreover, many of the dirty jobs he did were essential steps in material processing, which helped him accumulate a lot of experience in material handling techniques.

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Here, this is for you."

Hermione smiled, stopped discussing the topic, and handed the bag to John.

"This is a gift I picked out for you in Hogsmeade."

"Gift?"

Now that you mention it, Hermione did say yesterday that she would bring John a gift.

"Thank you, Hermione."

John didn't stand on ceremony; he took the bag directly and said with a happy smile.

"Open it and see if you like it."

Hermione put her hands behind her back, maintaining a smile as she looked at John and said.

Inside the bag was a long, rectangular box.

Upon opening the box, one finds a finely crafted quill pen.

This quill pen is entirely silver-white, with a beautiful silver-gray feather at the end.

Hermione's smile betrayed a hint of nervousness as she carefully observed John's facial expression.

Seeing the genuine surprise and joy on John's face after he opened the box, I breathed a sigh of relief.

When giving a gift face-to-face, the worst thing is seeing a disappointed or perfunctory expression on the recipient's face.

Fortunately, John seemed to like it.

John really did like the quill pen.

At first glance, this quill pen looks no different from an ordinary quill pen.

However, the silvery sheen on the pen, the matching silvery-gray feathers, and the overall design all made John like it at first glance.

"Thank you, Hermione, for bringing me this gift. I really like it."

John smiled happily at Hermione again.

Hermione felt a sense of relief as she looked at John's undisguised joy, and her smile became more natural.

"I'm glad you like it," she said softly, a hint of satisfaction in her voice.

"But now that you've accepted this gift, you'll have to accompany me to the library to study more often in the future."

Then Hermione blinked and said, half-jokingly.

"After all, this pen isn't for you to collect; it's for you to use with me."

Use them together?

John was puzzled when he heard Hermione's description.

However, Hermione immediately provided an answer, taking out another quill from her pocket.

This quill pen is almost identical to the one John has, except that the colors of the pen shaft and the quill have been swapped.

Hermione brandished the quill pen in her hand, her tone slightly teasing.

"I specifically chose this pair. If you don't use them with me, then I've wasted my time choosing them!"

John was also taken aback by Hermione's words.

He looked at the quill in his hand, then at Hermione's quill.

He paused for a moment before speaking slowly.

"That's not fair, Hermione, the pen in your hand is obviously prettier."

"..."

Hermione was speechless.

I was wondering if John would feel awkward, embarrassed, or even resistant to using a pair of quill pens with her.

She had prepared several excuses for this, but the guy's focus was actually on which pen looked better.

Hermione was speechless for a moment, then laughed in exasperation and retorted directly.

"Of course, otherwise why would I use it myself?"

"?"

Is it really that direct?

Shouldn't they have politely asked me if I wanted to exchange or something, and then I could pretend to be magnanimous and politely decline?

The two stared at each other, clearly stunned.

However, after a brief silence, they realized how funny their conversation had been.

The two of them had just exchanged a glance and noticed the smile on each other's lips when they couldn't help but burst into laughter together.

"Pfft, hahaha!"

Originally, they were all forcing a natural manner to joke around.

After all, whether it's giving gifts face-to-face or spending time alone like this, there's a subtle feeling for them, making the atmosphere somewhat awkward.

But now, even the last trace of restraint has vanished amidst their laughter.

The atmosphere between the two of them completely relaxed.

They sat together chatting and laughing, listening to Hermione share her experiences at Hogsmeade that day.

They interacted as usual.

But in a corner they didn't notice.

Several dogs were stealthily observing everything around them.

What do you think?

Titus, with only half his head and one eye showing, peered over the wall and asked in a low voice, "What's going on with John?"

"Squat down to watch."

Ryan rubbed his thighs, which had gone numb from squatting, and complained.

Titus: "..."

"Seriously, don't you guys think that Hermione is being too nice to John?"