Sign In To Hogwarts, I Lead The Magical Revolution

Chapter 256 The Fire of Love at Hogwarts 【For subscription, ask for monthly flower ticket】

When Amber and Hermione entered the auditorium, everyone turned their heads.

Even Professor Flitwick, who was on the professor's chair, shouted, fell down his chair, and immediately got up again in a hurry.

Because at this time, when Amber Hermione walked in, the two actually held hands.

The two have always been close, a fact known throughout Hogwarts.

But there has always been nothing more than friendship between the two.

This also makes all the girls at Hogwarts have the last bit of luck in their hearts.

After all, with Hermione's status in Amber's heart, the lack of progress is itself a failure.

A group of Hogwarts girls were eager to move, and everyone was holding back their strength, trying to take Amber away from Hermione.

After all, Mu Qiang is everyone's nature, not to mention a person with peerless style like Amber.

But now, the luck in the hearts of the Hogwarts girls has collapsed.

Although the two did not speak, even after entering the auditorium door, the two separated as naturally as before, and took their seats in their own 29 academies.

But the previous scene was still deeply imprinted in everyone's heart.

For a time, the vast majority of women at Hogwarts suddenly seemed sluggish.

Looking at the sumptuous food in front of him, no one was in the mood to enjoy it to the fullest.

This scene caused Beauxbatons to look sideways.

Beauxbatons did not have such student leaders, they could not understand the sense of loss after the monument in their hearts was monopolized by others.

Except for hibiscus.

Sitting in the crowd in Ravenclaw, Fleur stared at the auditorium door in a daze.

He didn't know what was in his heart, why did he feel so lost when he saw Hermione and Amber holding hands?

It stands to reason that one of these two people has nothing to do with him, and the other is the enemy who suppressed the entire Beauxbatons.

But why, her heart felt as uncomfortable as it was being pulled?

Looking down at the strawberry pie on the plate, Furong cut a piece with a blank expression and put it in his mouth.

The strawberry pie at Hogwarts is real, the sweetness of the cream and the fragrance of strawberries are just right.

But Fleur felt as though she was chewing a ball of cotton.

Not only does it taste unpalatable, but it is so hard to swallow.

What the hell is going on here?

Fleur's condition quickly spread throughout Hogwarts.

Except for a few girls who already have a heart, or are really heartless, all the girls had a very difficult meal.

Except Hermione.

Sitting among the Gryffindor crowd, Hermione was now being tried by three chambers.

Led by the Weasley twins, Harry Ronald flanks both sides.

A group of Gryffindors are singing and dancing, celebrating that the goddess of the academy has finally won the spiritual leader of Slytherin.

It was a rare victory for Gryffindor.

Naturally, everyone was interested in the history of Hermione and Amber's relationship.

So much so that Hermione blushed like a monkey's butt and wanted to get under the table.

"Hey, Hermione, don't worry, we won't say anything.""

"We all thought you wouldn't develop until the fourth grade."

"Actually, we gambled on this."

Hearing these words from the Weasley twins, Hermione immediately raised her head, her eyebrows were raised, and she wanted to scold.

But in the face of countless teasing glances around, Hermione just sent the rebuke to his mouth, but the words slipped away silently.

Can only continue to bury his head in the plate, as a quail pretending not to know the situation.

Hermione had never looked forward to the end of lunch so much. But it is conceivable that even after lunch, he will be surrounded by the Gryffindor lounge.

The adventurous and passionate Gryffindor would never let go of such a big gossip.

Hermione could only pray silently now, and Amber moved faster.

I am afraid that only when they start time travel back to the past can they get rid of such an embarrassing scene.

On the other hand, Amber has no such dilemma.

When it comes to love, Slytherin takes a particularly different view.

But for Slytherins of some family background, the marriage object is decided at an early age.

Emotions are quite a luxury for Slytherins.

That's why Drake was protected by Lucius in every possible way, and he has not yet set a marriage for him.

Look at Drake who keeps circling around Amber. A few people around looked at each other with deep envy in their eyes.

"Love, tsk tsk tsk-"

Klein shook his head, lowered his head and started to deal with the honey bee waffles on the plate.

As the next head of Slughorn, Klein had already had a fiancée long before he was sensible.

Although the two families meet frequently, the relationship between him and his fiancée is rather dull.

It can't even be called love, it can only be called business.

So there. Seeing that Amber can actually find such a congenial object, but there is no one blocking it.

There was a look of envy in every Slytherin's eyes.

Of course there are exceptions.

Just like this time, Pansy looked at Drake with a fascinated expression, his eyes blurred, as if he had substituted himself into the previous Hermione.

Feeling this scorching gaze, Drake turned his head subconsciously, just in time to meet Pansy's fiery gaze.

Looking at Drake's face, which turned from rosy to pale in an instant, An 767 couldn't help but want to laugh.

Pansy was interested in Drake, a fact that the whole Slytherin knew.

However, in the past, everyone still maintained the modesty and pride unique to Slytherin.

It seems that from today, Pansy will take the initiative to pursue her own happiness.

Patting Drake on the shoulder and pressing the dumbfounded Drake on the seat, Amber got up and walked out.

The atmosphere in the entire auditorium now made him feel quite uncomfortable.

Rather than accepting everyone's attention here, Amber felt more comfortable going to the estate to sort out the materials he needed.

At least Sally won't talk too much

As for lunch, Amber thinks, Sally must have a solution.

He walked to the Golden Plaza with ease, and weighed out some fine gold.

Amber opened the door of the secret room and walked into the Hall of Stars.

"Good day, Your Highness.

Sally was still impeccable manners, but Amber had long since become accustomed to it.

He handed the listed materials to Sally for him to prepare, and then made a seat, and casually ordered:

"Sally went to the kitchen to get me something to eat. I'm going to be here for the next two days."

"Okay, Your Highness."

Sally bowed slightly.

"But I have to remind you that it is not a gentleman's manner to leave your wife alone in the empty room."