v2 Chapter 219： Christmas carnival in Diagonal Lane

Dating, dating again? !

Hermione turned red, and she remembered the last time she was alone with Ai Wen.

The two of them went to Hogsmeade on the last day of the last semester, stayed there for a whole day, and even went to Mrs. Patty's Teahouse.

Hermione's heart rate increased slightly, and her thoughts returned to the couple's teahouse, which was all pink and filled with sweet and greasy taste in the air.

She thought that under the big Christmas tree, what Avon had to do to himself, he wanted to kiss himself, and almost succeeded.

For Ai Wen’s actions, Hermione couldn’t tell if it’s a surprise or an expectation.

Anyway, her heart is getting stronger and stronger, her face is getting redder.

To tell the truth, she didn't think that Avon would be so bold at the time, actually want to kiss herself. If he really kissed her, she didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, there was no success at the time, and it was right to tell Hermione that it was right.

It is undeniable that she really likes Evan. But Hermione is not sure if Ai Wen likes herself either, or is it just influenced by the atmosphere in the teahouse.

She also made a jump at the time, and there are so many couples doing that kind of thing.

In that atmosphere, anyone can't help but do something stupid.

In Hermione's view, Ai Wen is so good, very magical, always the focus of people talking, there are many girls in the school who like him.

For example, Ravenclaw's autumn Zhang, she is much more beautiful than herself.

Hermione was a little frustrated. She was just a nerd who only knew to die and read. She looked like a horn and had a bad temper.

Compared with autumn, boys should like girls like her.

Every autumn walked around them, and Evan, Harry, and Ron all looked up at them.

Therefore, Hermione has always dared to determine whether Ai Wen really likes herself.

But after that, they have experienced a series of events together.

Whether it is the horrible werewolf attack, or the next Professor Lupin’s accusation by Ron, the plot of the little dwarf Peter, the rescue of Sirius, the search for Regulas in a dangerous cave, etc., these days have occurred continuously. Things have made Hermione feel like she has been through for centuries.

Many times, they all passed away with death.

While the spirit remained highly tense, the relationship between Hermione and Irwin became more and more intimate.

Whenever Ivan, I am protecting myself regardless of my life.

While Hermione was moving, the trust in Ai Wen in the depths of her heart, and the other emotions that could not be clarified, were getting stronger and stronger.

She suddenly regrets a little now. Why didn’t she take the opportunity to clarify the relationship in Mrs. Patty’s teahouse last time, maybe she should be more active?

It’s a pity to miss that opportunity, and one thing is certain, that is, she has absolutely no courage and Ivan went to that place.

But I still have the chance to have a Christmas party tonight.

They are full of festive atmosphere in the diagonal alley, the atmosphere here is even better than Hogsmeade, and there will be no monsters like the werewolf and the corpse.

Hermione is increasingly looking forward to this evening, and he and Ivan really date.

She sneaked a glimpse of Ai Wen, and if there was an opportunity like the last time at Mrs. Patty's Teahouse, she must grasp it.

The atmosphere in the narrow little patio behind the ruined bar was a bit different.

I don't know when I started, Ai Wen and Hermione suddenly quieted down. They were talking about Regulus, and neither of them spoke.

Ai Wenqi's scratching his head, his heart pounding.

Through the light of the micro-milk in the bar, he saw Hermione's face showing an attractive pink, like a ripe apple, people can't help but take a bite.

He subconsciously took a half step forward and was getting closer and closer to Hermione.

The palms are all sweaty, and the strange atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger.

Evan's gaze was inconspicuous with Hermione, and he found that the girl's agile eyes had a hint of fanaticism that looked particularly appealing.

He and Hermione looked at each other and the two men hurriedly removed.

Can't tell why, Ai Wen only feels that Hermione is particularly beautiful tonight.

Just as he gathered his courage and prepared to say something, the stone walls in front of him suddenly began to move, scaring them.

Ai Wen and Hermione hurriedly turned their heads. In front of them, a small hole appeared in the middle of the stone wall leading to Diagonal Lane. The hole became bigger and bigger, and in a little while there was a enough for them to pass. The wide archway leads to a winding, cobbled street that is invisible.

"Merry Christmas, Children!" A group of wizards dressed in red and green festive costumes came out from the inside and happily said hello to Ai Wen and Hermione.

They hurried through the two people and prepared to have a drink at Diagonal Lane.

Ai Wen and Hermione looked at each other slightly, and Ai Wen’s movements were extremely clumsy. They didn’t know what to do, and they didn’t know where to put them.

Seeing his nervous appearance, Hermione suddenly laughed, the corners of the mouth on both sides rose slightly, and the smiling eyes bent into a nice crescent shape.

She bit her teeth and took the right hand of Ai Wen and walked forward into the diagonal lane.

Tonight's Diagonal Lane has a charm, almost all the shops are brightly lit.

The streets are filled with cheerful Christmas songs, with rows of Christmas trees on either side, filled with various decorations and Christmas gifts, some with small sparkling icicles on the trees and hundreds of branches on the trees. candle. Through the Christmas tree, you can see that the back of the brick wall has also been cast a special magic, which is covered with garland ribbons composed of holly and mistletoe, the color is constantly changing.

There are also those grotesque mascots, each of which looks extraordinarily strange, some are dressed by wizards, and some are transformed by deformation.

The sweet food scent permeates the streets, and the whole street is crowded with people who are carnival. People dance around and celebrate the arrival of Christmas.

"Look there, Ivan!" said Hermione happily, her face filled with a sweet smile and looked very interested.

In the direction of her finger, Ai Wen saw a red Christmas hat on the small square in front of the Gringotts. A paper dragon of more than 20 inches flew over the crowd. The dragon was doing a fairy. He constantly throws Christmas presents to the crowd below.

Those gifts are golden glittering gold gallon, many wizards are grabbing these gold coins below, bursting out loud loud laughter from time to time.

Ai Wen knows that those gold coins must be fake, or else they will not do such things with the stinginess and greed of the goblins.

Instead of joining the carnival crowd, they strolled aimlessly on the lively streets while chatting happily.

Every shop has a celebration and a complimentary Christmas gift.

The sound of the magic fireworks sounded from time to time above their heads. It was not a squeaky noise like ordinary firecrackers. Instead, it made a loud explosion like a cannon bombing, engulfing the crowd in various colors of smoke.

Inside the gun, there are various kinds of egg gifts.

Ai Wen went to a captain of the Admiral and wore a special funny look on his head.

Hermione wanted a straw hat that looked particularly cute in pink, and they ran around in the diagonal alley with other wizards.

Follow the direction of the floor of the gun, and collect gifts that fall on the ground.

At the door of the jumping and dancing joke shop, a gift box blasted open, a burst of green smoke drifted, and Ai Wen saw that the pink hat fell into the alley not far away, and he hurriedly pulled He. Min ran over.

In front of them, there is a lonely and quiet alley, and there is no one inside. Like the outside, there is a towering Christmas tree in the alley with mistletoe and dozens of candles hanging out, emitting a faint, sinuous light that looks very romantic. (To be continued.)