"Then be careful, don't be discovered by the teacher!" Delia slowly put down her knife and fork after answering, "I'm full, you continue, I'll wait for you." "

Hmm...... Lotus root (me) and (also) dustpan (full) goose (up). Isha swallowed her food with a frown and wiped her mouth with a napkin, sending a message to Delia that she could go at any time.

Delia couldn't help but laugh out loud, for some reason, Isha felt silly every time she ate.

Still....... Pretty cute.

"Well, I'm pretty much there, so let's go to the classroom first, I think it's time for class later. Hermione followed suit.

The three of them walked side by side, and the students who passed by the road saw that Isha was still whispering, and she thought that perhaps the glorious story of her falling from the castle building and being stunned had been spread almost by the whole school.

....... Forget it, who doesn't have a black history, anyway, if there is something new like a hot search, everyone will slowly forget about her.

Delia seemed to notice Isa's strangeness, and her caring gaze fell on her.

"Baby, I reserved a place for you yesterday, and we'll sit together later.

"Okay. Isha replied, knowing that Delia was trying to distract her.

"What's wrong with you, Isha?"

Hermione asked cautiously, noticing that Isa hadn't spoken all the way.

"Oh, it's okay, it's just ....... I'm probably going to be laughed at by them for a while.

Isha smiled wryly and blinked a little uncomfortably.

"It's okay, don't care what other people think, they don't think about others at all, and besides, you still have us, right, Delia.

Of course, Isha knew that Hermione was very sensitive to words like "being ridiculed", but it was really good to feel wronged and comforted and someone to fight with her, and an inexplicable emotion welled up in her heart, and she felt the corners of her eyes moisten a little.

"yes, just be yourself, we're all here.

Delia's smile was always so healing, and Isha admits that she was touched by both of them.

"Hmm!"

.......

"Wingardium Leviosa!"

The feather in front of Delia floated and slowly floated into the air.

At the same time, Hermione's feathers were floating in mid-air, getting taller and taller.

The two looked at each other and smiled, conveying their joy to each other.

Isha sighed in her heart, then, ....... next

"Boom!"

Sure enough, Seamofinigan's feathers exploded.

There was a burst of laughter all around.

The boy looked at the charred feathers in front of him with a bewildered expression, and his face was full of shock.

His face was now gray, and his hair was uprooted, as if he had used a hair erection.

Well, if she has the opportunity, she will also try to make a bottle of hair erection, and the result must be very beautiful.

His tablemate, Harry Potter, was also frightened by the scene, and after being stunned, he volunteered to ask the teacher for a new feather.

"Oh my gosh, looks like he's going to be a good fit for demolition. Delia muttered.

"I think so too. Isha agreed.

That's not it, he's a blasting expert later! It's a big guy again, so hurry up and hug your thighs now.

"So, you should also hurry up and practice, maybe you can tap into some potential?"

Okay, Delia is tactfully reminding her not to be lazy, she understands, she understands.

Isha silently wiped a handful of tears from her eyes, pointed her wand at the feather on the table, and intently said,

"Wingardium Leviosa!".

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