Sifels Cliveden

Chapter 24 Course Selection

"Sifels, you know we've started to choose courses, right? Which one do you think I should choose?" Hermione leaned against the tree trunk, lowered her head and combed with her fingers Sifles's short hair, which was about to reach her shoulders.It has been almost four months since the last petrochemical incident. This time of year is the time for second-year students to choose courses. This is related to their future career direction. All course selection is still very important, although some courses are really strange...

For example, the divination class of cursing oneself or others madly at tea residues and crystal balls, the Muggle studies of Muggle analysis of the Muggle world decades or even hundreds of years ago, etc... But I heard that those two subjects It's easy to pass, so even if it's something, there are many people who choose it.However, except for Ravenclaw students, generally very few people will choose all the subjects, which add up to a lot, and things like ancient runes and arithmetic divination are quite brain-intensive. If you are not a top student, don’t try to compare them lightly. Well, no comparison no harm!

Sifels, with her head resting on Hermione's lap, turned over upon hearing this, lay flat on her back, stretched out her hand to hold Hermione's hand, opened her mouth and said in Hermione's expectant eyes, "Open your hand.", Then a few fingers passed through the gaps between the fingers, and they were clasped, only then did they have time to answer the question Hermione asked before, "Choose all the subjects."

"Huh? All subjects? Do you think this is better too?! Let me just say, they all think it's incredible that I have such an idea balabala..." Hermione felt her whole body was excited, what could be better than that? Is it more exciting to be affirmed by the people who matter most to you? !without!have!up!

"Well, it's good to choose all the subjects. But it will be very tiring..." Sifels silently looked at Hermione's eyes that sparkled when she mentioned this. This is her girl, a girl who loves to study and especially likes to read Girl, although she may be ignored when she gets busy next school year, it's good that she is happy.

"It's okay to be a little tired! As long as I think that I can learn a lot, I feel so happy~"

"Hmm..." Sifels opened his mouth and didn't say anything more, but he had already made up his mind to wait until the summer vacation to drag Mr. Housekeeper to make a potion that tastes not strange and has a good effect. As for family affairs and so on , isn't that supposed to be the responsibility of the silly father? !Well, a certain dad will cry, the baby girl is going to kidnap her partner or something...

So Hermione really chose all the subjects in the end, and their dean, Professor McGonagall, just looked at the application form for course selection a few more times, but Professor McGonagall was not surprised that Hermione would think so, and she had no choice All the subjects are a surprising thing, so she looks very calm, even a little proud, Hermione is one of the best students she has ever taught!The more she looked at it, the more she felt like she was immersed in the ocean of knowledge blindly when she was a child, but Hermione seemed much happier than her.

"Have you decided?" Professor McGonagall asked again.

"Yes, Professor, I've decided to choose all subjects." Hermione nodded with a smile.

"Have you asked little Cliveden?" Professor McGonagall, who was always serious, actually asked such a sentence.

"Uh... I asked, I asked... She also thinks it would be better for me to choose this way..." Hermione blushed and lowered her head to stare at the tip of her shoe, oh, oh, what does the professor look like I understand? What's going on?Is it really that obvious? !God!Oh no, Merlin!so shy……

"Well, then I'll go first." Professor McGonagall patted her on the shoulder, ready to collect other students' application forms, and chat with those random guys.

"Professor, go slowly!" Hermione waved to Professor McGonagall with a little excitement.

"Is Professor McGonagall's back pretty?" Sifels, who was holding a lot of books, appeared out of nowhere.

"Why are you holding so many books..." Hermione quickly reached out and took some of them, then turned her head and smiled at her, "My baby is more beautiful!"

"I told you not to call me such a nasty name..."

"But don't you think being called Sifels sounds unfamiliar...everyone who is more familiar calls you that...it's not special at all!" The baby didn't like Xun!

"Dad, they call me Xifeier, do you want to call me along?"

"Yes! Sifel~"

"Ok?"

"Sifle~Sifle~Sifle~ Nice~"

"What about you? What shall I call you?"

"...uh... I don't have a nickname." Hermione shrugged helplessly.

"Hermione...Her-my-oh-nee...Hmm...Her-nee, Honey?" Sifels quietly studied the pronunciation of Hermione's name as she walked, cough, I didn't know what was wrong when I read it where to go...

"..." Hermione on the side listened silently, the heat on her face was rising, wouldn't it be called a nasty name? !However, I really want to listen to it a few more times about honey.

"How about just Honey?" Sifels looked at Hermione with a smile in her eyes, "Or do you prefer another one? Hmm, Honey?"

"...Just Honey!" Hermione cleared her throat, and leaned forward to add in a low voice, "No, when there is no one, you can... um, can you call... the other one?"

"Which one?"

"That's it!"

"How do I know which one it is if you don't tell me?"

"...Honey..."

"Well, I'm here."

"……"No!This is not her family's Syfels!Hermione looked at Sifels in surprise, "You, you and me..."

"What's wrong with me? Huh? My~honey~"

"No nothing!" Hermione, who was bought off by that Myhoney in an instant, shook her head violently, her voice that was deliberately lowered but still smelled of milk, oh, it doesn't sound too good!Super cute~ I really want to throw away the book and hug Sifels and rub her face. Hermione feels that she is almost hopeless, and she actually wants to throw away the book!

Hermione, who loves books, finally tried her best to suppress the prehistoric power that almost burst out of her body. The result of this excessive suppression was that she threw the book on the bed as soon as she returned to Sifels' dormitory, and reached out to hug Sifels Si rubbed and rubbed, no matter what, he didn't let go, but in the end he had to let go because he wanted to take a bath.

Sifels asked with a smile, do you want to wash together, but Hermione refused, the reason is very simple, she was afraid that she would do something strange to Sifels, if it made people angry, then Dead!

Even though it was a door with excellent sound insulation, why did I still feel the sound of rushing water so clearly? Hermione blushed and glanced at the closed bathroom door, moved there, and then Take a peek, then move...

"click"

"What are you doing?" Sifels held a dry towel in one hand and the doorknob in the other, looking suspiciously at Hermione standing at the door of the bathroom with a blushing face, "Can't wait to take a shower?"

"No, no, no! Me, me, I just, I just... I just want to go to the bathroom! Yes, go to the bathroom, I drank too much water just now!" Hermione flashed into the bathroom very numbly after speaking, Gently pushed Sifels out, and closed the door with a "snap".

"So urgent..."

Ow!What are you doing? !Just now, I actually wanted to open the door and go in... Fortunately, Sifels came out in time, otherwise... Otherwise, I would have seen a lot of things, and I feel that it is a pity... Hermione reached out and stroked her forehead, walked to In front of the sink, I turned on the cold water and splashed it on my face. After I was almost calm, I opened the door and walked out.As a result, as soon as I walked to the door, I couldn't move my legs...

Sifels always likes to wear looser pajamas, usually looser pajamas have a larger neckline, and when she sits down, she will pull them to avoid the clothes from being sitting on, but these are not important.What's important is that the wide neckline slid down to one side as Sifels wiped her hair, and then revealed her white and round shoulders. Sifels' skin, which had just taken a bath, still had some unfaded pink.

Hermione swallowed with difficulty, but finally she couldn't hold back the temptation and walked forward. Some hot palms fell on Sifels' exposed shoulders, and her thumbs gently rubbed against the soft skin beside her. Skin, bent down and kissed one after another near the shoulder and neck, rubbed the tip of the nose on the back of Sifels' neck, and murmured unconsciously, "Xifer~ my Xifeier... so fragrant, so good charming……"

Sifels blushed and looked at the obsessed Hermione in the mirror, a smile flashed in her eyes, she held the hand on her shoulder with her backhand, stood up and turned to face Hermione, took a step forward and sniffed, "But my dear Honey doesn't smell good~"

"...cough..." Hermione recalled what she had done and said, and wished she could bury herself immediately. How could such a shameful thing be done by herself? !Well, having said that, Schiffer's shoulders are so slippery!Touch it well... Cough, stop it, stop it, I can't think about it anymore!

"Uh... are you okay? You have a nosebleed..." Sifels reached out and lifted Hermione's chin, tilting her head and remembering how to deal with a nosebleed. After thinking about it for a long time, she really couldn't remember what to do. .

"Oh! It's okay! It must be because the weather is starting to get hot, so I got angry!" Hermione squeezed her nose tightly after saying this, walked into the bathroom quickly, and stretched out her foot to slam the door shut.

"Get angry?" Sifels blinked, and the corner of his eyes caught sight of himself, blessed to the soul, as if he had gotten something.But is there really a place where nosebleeds can be seen in this flat figure that has not yet begun to develop?Sifels said that she didn't understand very well, and pulled open the neckline to take a look inside. Well, although it is very white, it is really flat...

"Pfft..." It may be that Sifels pulled open the neckline for a while, and Hermione, who had finally stopped the nosebleed, just came out and didn't know what to make up, and immediately turned and walked back holding her nose... …

"..." Sifels looked at Hermione's back innocently, blame me? !

Blame the weather for being too hot (?) easy to get angry (?)

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Aww, this chapter is so difficult...