Became good friends with the Boy Who Lived

In the end, neither Aeris nor Hermione attended Professor Slughorn's "Slug Party", which Professor Slughorn seemed to be quite dissatisfied with, but who cares?

The Christmas holiday began. On the return train, Aris, Hermione and Draco occupied a compartment, and Harry, Ginny and Ron were in the compartment next door. Because there were not many students going home for Christmas, several connected compartments were occupied by people Aris was familiar with.

Harry was going to return to number twelve, Grimmauld Place, to live with Sirius for a few days, and then he would go to the Burrow with Sirius to spend Christmas.

As for Aris, he just inexplicably missed his adoptive parents and wanted to spend Christmas with Jim, Selena and Ariana.

Bored Draco went to visit his friends, but Aeris knew that Draco went to Harry's box to argue with him.

Aeris and Hermione were reading a book together. Hermione suddenly whispered, "Before the holiday, Cormac McLaggen confessed his love to me..."

"Hmm!...Hmm?" Aeris glanced at Hermione and said absentmindedly, "If...you think he is more suitable for you...we can still be friends for life...what kind of nonsense is this? So what? You agree?"

"Of course not!" Hermione smiled secretly, then said seriously, "Compared to you, he's like an uncivilized primitive man." Hermione flipped through the pages of the book randomly, feeling a little uneasy in her heart, "What... This guy Aris still cares about me a lot..." This was Hermione's psychological activity at this moment.

"Should I also make a formal confession?" Aris asked with a smile as he watched Hermione's increasingly flustered movements on her beloved book.

Hermione finally closed the book in her hand and looked at Aeris expectantly, blinking her eyes again and again.

"Miss Hermione Granger..." Aris began.

"I do..." Hermione said flusteredly.

"Eris..." The compartment door was opened, and Neville walked in with some entanglement. Seeing Eris and Hermione looking at each other lovingly, he asked weakly: "Am I coming at... the wrong time..."

Hermione glared at Neville in reproach. Edwards patted the back of Hermione's hand and said to Neville, "What's the matter, Neville? Sit down and talk..." Edwards pointed to the seat opposite.

Neville scratched his head sheepishly, sat opposite Aeris and Hermione, and asked expectantly: "Will you accompany me to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries? I want to try to treat my mother and father using the method we developed. You have been helping me with my training. If you could... be by my side... and help me when I need it, I would have more confidence..." Neville glanced at Hermione sheepishly, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

Hermione looked at Aeris and Neville in confusion, and Aeris whispered in Hermione's ear: "I have proposed a possibility... of curing Neville's parents. We have been practicing for this..."

Hermione nodded in understanding and looked at Neville with sympathy.

"Of course! Neville!" Aeris agreed happily, "Do you mind if Hermione comes along?"

"Of course I don't mind!" Neville said, "Come on, Hermione..."

"Okay!" Hermione agreed.

The compartment door was opened again, and Ron ran in in a panic. After closing the door in a panic, he hid on the inside of Neville's row of seats, close to the window, and tried to let Neville block him, which seemed a bit funny because Ron was obviously taller than Neville.

Just as Aris was wondering about Ron's flirtatious behavior, Lavender Brown looked into the compartment through the door and window, then left with a look of disappointment.

Ron breathed a sigh of relief and slumped in his seat. Aerys asked in confusion, "What happened?"

"Don't mention it!" Ron said listlessly, "Lavender always forced me to kiss her before. After I took the initiative to kiss her last time, she seemed to have turned on some strange switch and wanted to kiss me all the time... Look at you... She's almost worn my lips out..."

"Eh..." Hermione shook her head in disgust and snuggled into Aris' arms, not looking at Ron.