Hogwarts Homecoming

When the golden and warm sunlight hit Louise's delicate forehead through the gap in the closed curtains, and gradually moved down, passing over her slender eyelashes, the strong light and shadow made her sleepy feel a sense of discomfort, and her eyelids twitched. Trembling slightly, Louise finally slowly opened her eyes.

With her dizzy head and insufficient sleep, Louise could not fully control her body's actions. After failing several times in a row, Louise used her arms to support herself and sit up from the soft bed.

The room was very quiet. Apart from her own breathing, there was only a slight rhythmic tremble from the wall clock on the wall, and the dust shadows active in the ray of golden light that penetrated the room seemed to be substantial. A breath of tranquility from time to time.

Louise held a few strands of her own hair in the corner of her mouth, peering blankly through the gaps in the curtains at the world submerged in paleness outside the window.

Hooray!

Suddenly at a certain moment, Louise suddenly opened the quilt covering her body. She looked at her body in a bit panic - her nightgown was intact! The coat is still wrapped around myself! I carefully inspected my body and found nothing strange!

She looked at the sofa next to the bed in panic, where the underwear she had changed into after washing up last night was piled on it - yes, this was her room!

Louise breathed a heavy sigh of relief. Nervousness made her slender and white fingertips tremble slightly. She pursed her lips tightly and stared at her fingertips. Her cheeks gradually changed from pale to crimson, and suddenly -

"ah!"

In the quiet room, I suddenly remembered a sharp scream that pierced the sky!

Hula - Louise suddenly covered herself with the quilt she had lifted, and shrank into the quilt again, as if only in a narrow and dark environment could she avoid the all-pervasive embarrassment from finding her!

Damn it, what did she do!

In the quilt, Louise's teeth bit into the silk quilt that was put into her mouth. Two tiger teeth were grinding together, and the tiger teeth dug through the silk quilt and meshed together. She didn't want to recall what happened last night, but those shameful scenes tore through her mind and were clearly displayed before her eyes in the darkness.

She remembered that she couldn't fall asleep last night because of helplessness and sadness, so after finding that Amosta also didn't fall asleep, she went to the door.

In the first half of the chat, everything was normal, but then, things gradually started to go wrong. Louise couldn't blame anyone else, because she was the main one who was wrong.

She forgot that her drinking ability was actually very bad. Under the intoxication of alcohol, she 'actually' started teasing Amosta Brain. The naked Amosta's slightly helpless expression was still lingering in front of her eyes.

He seemed to have offered to send her back to her room, but she was in a free mood. What did she do?

Louise's cheeks were red and hot under the quilt. She closed her eyes tightly, as if this could stop herself from continuing to remember. She seemed to have suddenly pushed Amosta hard, and he fell on the bed off guard. Then, on With Amosta's extremely shocked eyes, she threw off her coat and jumped onto his bed excitedly. Then, she seemed to see a beam of red light and fainted.

"ah!"

Louise screamed again,

"Illusion, it must be an illusion, this is all my dream!"

Louise was panting and scratching at the sheets like an angry kitten.

"I must be sad and stressed out, yes, that's it. This is my dream, that must be it, haha!"

About twenty minutes later, Louise, with messy hair, poked her head out of the quilt. Her eyes were blank and straight, as if she still couldn't understand her behavior last night.

But when she undoubtedly glimpsed the direction of the hour hand on the wall clock opposite, Louise jumped up suddenly,

"Oh, damn!"

Louise hurriedly jumped out of bed, took off her coat and nightgown in a few moments, and scampered into the bathroom. Her angry shouts could be vaguely heard in the rushing water,

"What have I done!"

"Excuse me, where are Amosta Brain and Kingsley Shacklebolt in rooms 301 and 502?!"

The manager in the hotel lobby on the first floor saw a girl with wet hair rushing down the stairs in a panic. She looked around anxiously, but before he could step forward to ask the lady what help she needed, she rushed over aggressively.

The hotel manager was startled by Louise's annoyed expression. He instinctively took a half step back. His mind froze for a few seconds before he came back to his senses.

"Oh, you must be Ms. Louise Aundair?"

Louise grabbed the manager's arms and nodded vigorously.

The hotel manager breathed a sigh of relief, and a polite and professional smile appeared on his face again.

"Mr. Brain and Mr. Shacklebolt told you before leaving the hotel that if you wake up, please wait in the hotel with peace of mind. They will return to the hotel before twelve o'clock--"

"Twelve o'clock?!"

Louise shouted a little madly. It was still an hour and a half before twelve o'clock, but these two people actually left her to investigate alone. Obviously Amosta had agreed to let her intervene in the investigation of the murderer's whereabouts. , but now he has broken his promise. They could have woken themselves up before they left, Louise thought angrily!

Louise left the hotel manager aside and subconsciously wanted to rush out of the hotel, but when she reached the door, she stopped again. The silver glass inlaid in the dark original arch frame of the hotel reflected her tangled expression.

She could indeed go to Amosta, but with such a huge campus, the chance of meeting him was slim, and if they came back to find her--

In the next hour and a half, the hotel manager saw an extremely annoyed and frantic woman walking up and down the hall. One moment she walked to the undecorated Christmas tree and kicked the roots hard, and the next moment she walked to the hanging tree. In front of the brass floor sign on the wall, he scratched the sign with his nails as if he was broken. When he kindly went up to remind him that if he scratched it, he would have to pay for it, the blond lady stared at him with cannibalistic eyes.

About every two minutes, Louise would glance at the old clock next to the bar, waiting painfully for time to pass.

Dang, Dang, Dang

When the clock rang a crisp knock, Louise couldn't wait to look at the hotel door. In just one second, a tall young man with gray hair and a dark green coat opened the glass door and walked in. .

The pale light and shadow scattered by the glass door made Louise raise her hand to block the light. When she came to her senses, Amosta Blaine was already standing in front of her.

"Are you awake, Louise?"

Amosta, who had his back to the light and shadow, was smiling and breathing calmly.

Well--

Louise's anxious, angry and uneasy mood suddenly disappeared. The hotel manager was surprised to see that for almost a second, the blond girl who wanted to be in a state of emotional collapse and wanted to burn down the hotel calmed down. She He even ruffled his messy hair in a ladylike manner.

"Well, I just woke up for a while--"

Louise's voice was squeezed out from her pursed lips, and her voice was as low as a mosquito's moan. She avoided Amosta's eyes, only dared to stare at his chest, her back was tense,

"Where's Kingsley?"

"Oh, he is still visiting some students related to the 'interest club' that studies magic. It is not easy because the student club has been disbanded for a few years. They have all graduated and most of them have returned. When they arrive in their own country, only a small number of them are locals, and not many of these people are still in Bologna--"

Louise showed a slightly surprised expression. It was very difficult to learn this in one morning.

"Well, what about the professor?"

"he"

Amosta was about to answer this question, but he was interrupted by the polite request of a hotel guest passing by him to give way.

"Let's go, Louise, I guess you must not have had time to have breakfast. It just so happens that I also need to replenish some energy. We can talk while eating-"

"Don't you have to wait for Kingsley to come with you?"

"He can't find a place to eat before he leaves me. I just came here specifically to wake you up--"

Amosta said casually. He turned around and walked out of the door again, turning his back to Louise and waving.

And Louise——

Her heart throbbed hard, she hummed softly, and trotted to follow Amosta.