Under Hermione's death gaze, the entire carriage fell silent.
Even Leif held his breath and lay quietly on Neville's thigh, not daring to steal any more freeze-dried food for fear of offending the witch with a somewhat grumpy temper.
"It's okay, you can laugh if you want, I'm... not angry!"
Hermione's voice suddenly became extraordinarily gentle, she pursed her lips and revealed a sweet smile, but there was no smile in her crescent-shaped eyes.
Witches are magical magical creatures, and their words obviously cannot be taken seriously, especially in such a sinister form.
But Neville didn't know that people's hearts are evil and the world is declining, so he actually laughed stupidly.
Luofu sighed slightly, Shirley gently held his forehead, and even Leif looked at his master as if he were a fool.
As expected, Hermione changed her face at the speed of light, jumped up, and performed a "crazy wand trick" with her wand, which caused Neville to suffer pain repeatedly. He had to hold the Leif to his round head to offset the damage.
(Leifu: Gua Gua Gua?)
Luo Fu was horrified to see it. A little witch of this age is really not easy to mess with, yet this system allows him to capture, train, tame... and tame your grandma!
The young man was still secretly glad that he could not hold back his laughter, but Hermione turned her head and stared at him and said:
"Although you are not smiling on your face, I know you must be laughing at me in your heart!"
"..." Xiao Niangpi, you really have to put aside the facts, right?!
Seeing Hermione rushing over, Rolf pressed her smooth forehead with one hand and allowed the girl to move around. He sighed and said:
"Hermione, I really didn't laugh at you, don't think too much about it... Neville! How can you laugh at Hermione? Didn't she just knock out two front teeth? Why are you gloating?
I'm not criticizing you, we are all classmates, do you have any sympathy?!"
Neville: "..."
"I'll fight you!" Hermione was furious. She was probably a puppy, so she opened her mouth and bit her. Rolf immediately withdrew his palm, letting her pounce.
Without the support of her arms, the girl leaned too far forward, stumbled, threw herself forward, and fell hard into Luofu's arms.
"..."
Luofu quickly raised the French military salute and shouted innocently: "Pengci... Pengci... I didn't even touch her... Everyone is watching..."
Hermione's face turned red. She stood up, panting, and smoothed her messy hair on her temples. She glared at Rolf murderously, and then sat back down.
Shirley lowered her head slightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and she said softly: "It's all my fault for not reminding you that the bread is very hard."
She grew up in a distant monastery. She had to leave two days early to catch the train. Although the bread would not go bad, it would harden easily if kept for a long time.
"It's okay!" Hermione's mouth curved in a warm arc, and she waved her hand magnanimously:
"I have eaten French baguettes before, and they are harder than this... It is said that when they parade, they use baguettes as weapons."
Rolf glanced at Hermione in surprise. Although the little girl was shrewd, she did take care of other people's self-esteem.
After the quarrel, the four people began to actively engage in the great cause of making food, and collected chocolate frog pictures along the way.
Rolf casually opened a chocolate frog and picked up the picture. He saw an old wizard on it. He was holding a strange-looking wand in his hand, which suddenly shot out a large ball of green light, and then burst into laughter.
He turned to the back again, where the wizard's life was written on the picture:
"Godlot, the most dangerous dark wizard in modern times, was considered a "nasty character". He wrote "The Poisonous Magic" and promoted the research of black magic.
Godlot used his son Hereward to do magic research, and was eventually imprisoned by his son Hereward in the cellar of his home, where he died tragically..."
What a loving father and filial son!
Rove glanced at his life and threw the picture to the motivated Hermione and Shirley.
Rolf had little interest in collecting chocolate pictures. Neville was from a wizarding family and had been saving for many years, so he had no shortage of pictures at all.
The two girls were very active, especially Shirley. They heard that complete sets of pictures could be sold for money.
The time spent eating chocolate frogs is always short, as if there is a magic power that invisibly takes away the time and gives it to others.
The fields passing by outside the car window are becoming more and more desolate. As the farmland disappears, large forests, winding rivers and dark green hills follow.
The car gradually became quiet.
Shirley held up her chin with her hands and stared at the distant scenery. Her slender ponytail was wrapped around her shoulders and hung in front of her body, swaying gently in the wind.
Hermione snatched the travel journal from Rove and introduced the Romanian Fire Dragon Sanctuary. The girl looked at it intently, sometimes excited, sometimes jumping for joy.
Rolf leaned on the chair, closed his eyes, and continued to doze with his head tilted. When his head tilted to a certain extent, the Bowtruckle sitting on his shoulders would quietly straighten itself, and then continue to tilt.
At this moment, a scream suddenly sounded in the car.
The sudden cry made the Bowtruckle tremble in fright. It quickly got into Rolf's arms and let out a mournful cry of "嘤嘤嘤嘤".
Hermione had just opened a wine-soaked jam pudding and had just taken two bites. She shivered violently, her expression was dull, and she hiccupped twice in succession.
She seemed to be choking, and she quickly puffed up her chest. Shirley, who was grabbing the baseball bat out of habit, immediately reached out and slapped Hermione's flat chest hard, and the girl finally regained her breath.
Everyone looked at Neville, and he cried: "Leif...is gone!"
After Hermione calmed down, she said angrily: "I thought it was Goyle and Crabbe who brought people to cause trouble again!"
"Could it be hidden in any corner of the carriage?" Shirley reminded.
"Probably not. Leif has run away from me many times. Every time he cannot be seen, he has run away from home." Neville said anxiously: "It probably doesn't like me holding it when I sleep."
"..."
While others suck cats, you suck clams, and you have to stick them on when you sleep... No wonder Leif wants to run away.
Seeing how anxious Neville was, Hermione and Shirley both helped to check the carriage and rummaged through the boxes and cabinets in search of Leif.
Luofu did not get up. He whispered to comfort the frightened Bowtruckle and listened for a while.
The Bowtruckle stood on the boy's shoulders, grabbed a strand of blond hair hanging from his temples with his arm, put it against his ear, and murmured slightly.
Rolf nodded slightly, raised his head and said, "Stop looking for me. Groot told me that Leif sneaked out while the door was open."
"You can still communicate with the Bowtruckle?" Hermione's eyes widened with surprise on her face.
"Yes, but only for this Bowtruckle." Luo Fu explained.
He can communicate with every 100% domesticated animal, but this communication is through the system...Rolf does not know the language of Bowtruckle.
But Hermione and the others didn't know this. When they looked at Rolf, they thought that the young man was very powerful. He was worthy of being the grandson of Newt Scamander!
The bowtruckle named Groot was watched by so many people. It put its fingers on its cheeks, felt a little shy, waved its body slightly, and quickly got into Rolf's collar.
Neville looked at Roff and said anxiously: "What should we do? The train is so big, where can we find Rif?"
"This is simple." Luo Fu whistled.
After a moment, a red-flame lizard jumped out of the small black leather box like lightning and circled happily around the boy.
"Salamander?!" Hermione shouted excitedly.
Luofu grabbed the salamander and put it on his shoulder. The lizard, which was radiating heat, stretched out its head and rubbed the young man's cheek passionately.
"The name of this salamander is Fire Kiss. It can help find Leif's location."
Rolf took out a fragrant red pill from his pocket. The salamander quickly ate it and let out a cry of pleasure.
"Rolph, what did you feed him?" Shirley asked.
"Pills made from fire peppers. Salamanders are born in flames and feed on flames. They cannot survive without flames," Rove explained.
"But if you feed a salamander regular chili peppers, it will be able to escape from the flames in a short period of time. The hotter the chili peppers, the longer it will take to escape. Of course, it cannot exceed six hours at most."
Several people were thoughtful. In just half a day, they learned a lot of knowledge from Luo Fu that was not in the textbooks.
Luofu stretched out a finger, flicked the scarlet head of his beloved pet, and said with a smile: "Okay, Fire Kiss, go help find Leif."
The salamander suddenly opened its mouth wide, revealing its sharp, sharp teeth, and then stuck out its tongue, popping out a ball of flame.
Soon, Fire Kiss jumped from the boy's shoulder to the windowsill and then to the ground.
Its head was like a radar. After turning around in a circle, it glanced at Rove, as if to tell the boy that it had found the target, and then flew away.