The aroma of food quickly roused Himari from her slumber.
She first licked her master's face as a sign of affection, then sat upright in front of Penelope, her eyes filled with anticipation as she gazed at her.
Penelope smiled warmly at her, poured a dish of milk for her, and then served the grilled fish.
Himari happily began to eat.
Unlike other cats who wolfed down their food, her movements were exceptionally graceful: she sipped the milk and nibbled on the fish, like a true lady.
Ye Ting also started on his breakfast. His eating manners were much more rugged. After being sent to the infirmary yesterday and consuming Madam Pomfrey's potion, he had slept heavily for most of the day, not taking in a single drop of water. He was now thirsty and hungry.
However, Penelope showed no sign of impatience. As he ate hastily, she watched him with admiring eyes.
The same eating actions can be seen as rude in some and true to one's character in others. Evaluations of people were always subjective.
After swallowing a bite of his sandwich, Ye Ting suddenly remembered something and looked up to ask, "Do you have any extra breakfast? Hermione hasn't eaten yet."
Penelope smiled and teased, "You really care about your little girlfriend, don't you?"
Seeing Ye Ting's helpless expression, she explained, "Second-year Cho Chang will be responsible for bringing Miss Granger's breakfast. By the way, both of them are very concerned about you."
Speak of the devil, and she shall appear. As soon as her words fell, footsteps echoed outside the door. A young girl with a basket in her hand pushed the door open and entered the infirmary.
Seeing Ye Ting already up and drinking milk normally, the girl flashed a surprised smile.
But she didn't make a sound, only quickening her pace unconsciously.
...
"You're finally awake. We were all worried about you," said Cho Zhang as she sat at Ye Ting's bedside and took out Hermione's breakfast from the basket. "Last night, all the girls at Hogwarts were worried about you."
Saying this, she furrowed her brows slightly, seeming somewhat dissatisfied, but quickly let it go and turned her attention back to him.
"Madam Pomfrey gave you a Healing Potion. She said you'd recover after just one night. How are you feeling now?"
As for Hermione, she hurriedly and nervously ran to wash up as soon as she woke up.
She cried for a long time yesterday and slept at the bedside for the entire night, leaving her in a messy state. She didn't want Ye Ting to see her untidy and ugly side – relatively speaking, of course.
"I'm feeling better than ever, I could even be discharged right now." Ye Ting stretched and twisted his neck, feeling perfectly normal.
This seemed to anger Cho Zhang, and her tone became stern, "Don't even think about it! Before you leave, you must have a thorough check-up with Madam Pomfrey."
Ye Ting's casual attitude towards his health was too much for Cho Zhang to bear.
"Alright, alright." Ye Ting shook his head helplessly, but there was also a hint of joy in his heart.
Seeing his lazy demeanor, Cho Zhang softened her tone and comforted him, "The sight of your bloody face yesterday scared us all. We were all worried about you. Hermione cried all night because of it..."
But she was immediately interrupted.
Hermione, who had just finished washing up, hurriedly ran in from outside. Upon hearing Cho Zhang's words, she instinctively loudly rebutted,
"I didn't cry all night—"
But the next moment, noticing Ye Ting beside her, her voice weakened.
"U-um... sorry." she stammered an apology to Ye Ting, her head bowed almost to her chest – if she had one – making it impossible to see her face.
"It's all my fault. I got you hurt."
"Speaking like this, so timidly, doesn't suit Hermione at all," Ye Ting smiled and teased, "The Hermione I know is a smart, proud, and stubborn girl. She would always speak her mind boldly."
"I'm neither proud nor stubborn!" Hermione couldn't help but lift her head to defend herself, but upon seeing Ye Ting's face, she automatically lowered her head again, choking on her words.
"Forget it, you don't have to be like this. Saving you was something I was happy to do. We're friends, right?" Ye Ting patted her head and comforted her, "I couldn't just stand there and watch you fall to the ground. What if you got disfigured?"
But her tone was almost like she was about to cry.
"But... if I hadn't been reckless, I wouldn't have almost fallen and gotten you hurt too."
"Really?" Ye Ting was slightly surprised.
"Why were you so rash then?"
"I... I saw you flying so well, I thought I could do it too..." Here, she couldn't continue, and burst into tears, "Wah—"
Cho Zhang quickly scrambled to find tissues for her.
Indeed, the proud Know-It-All Miss was always competitive, whether it was in studies or sports, she always wanted to be the best.
But I never expected that in the original story, she wasn't good at flying, and she didn't act this exaggeratedly.
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