What Bad Intentions Could a Little Hufflepuff Have?

How humiliating!

This bastard might be handsome.

But he was no different from all those boys who had mocked her before!

Bastard! He made her so mad!

Still...

After all, there was no law saying someone couldn't buy out all the sweets in a shop at once.

Of course, there was no law saying someone couldn't stare at another person's big front teeth either...

So Hermione could only force down her anger.

She gave a soft huff.

Then prepared to turn and leave.

It was fine if she didn't buy anything, right?

Go ahead and laugh at me now.

I don't care at all!

I'm a Witch.

And you're just a Muggle!

Thinking that way.

Hermione finally felt a little better.

When Black saw Hermione trying to leave.

He immediately chased after her.

What a joke!

She was a walking Treasure Chest generator!

Such a useful tool... ahem...

She was a good classmate...

How could Black possibly let her go so easily!?

At the very least, he had to get acquainted with her first.

There was still some time before September.

Maybe after getting to know her.

He could spend this time farming Treasure Chests from her or something...

"Sorry! I mean, I need to apologize to you."

"Because I bought all the sweets in the shop."

"You weren't able to buy the dessert you wanted."

Black ran in front of Hermione and said.

"Oh, it's nothing... You were here before me."

Hermione tried her best to look unconcerned.

As she replied politely.

Of course, the little girl's clumsy acting could not fool Black at all.

She clearly cared very much.

"Ahem, actually, these desserts aren't all for me."

"There are quite a lot of people at our Orphanage, so..."

"I had to buy this much."

"Otherwise, there wouldn't be enough to go around."

Black explained.

"Y-you're an orphan?"

"Oh... sorry, I mean..."

Hermione panicked at her own rudeness.

"It's nothing..."

Black shook his head.

Showing that he did not care if others called him an orphan.

Because it was indeed the truth.

By now, Hermione was no longer so angry.

Instead, she felt a trace of guilt.

Because she had not expected this boy to buy so many desserts.

Only because he wanted the children at the Orphanage to have some.

As for the matter of this boy staring at her big front teeth...

She felt that she really had been taking her anger out on someone else.

Hermione herself knew.

Just how conspicuous her front teeth were.

It was impossible for people not to notice them.

Perhaps he had not meant to mock her.

Maybe she had simply overthought it.

At that thought, Hermione's anger had mostly subsided.

"Um... it's fine. I can just go to another dessert shop."

Hermione said calmly.

"The nearest dessert shop is still very far from here..."

"Actually... I can give you my share."

Black said with a smile.

"G-give it to me?" Hermione was momentarily slow to react.

"Yeah. Actually, I don't like desserts that much either."

Black picked up a piece of Strawberry Cake from the display window and handed it to Hermione.

"This is for you. I think you'll definitely like it," Black said.

"Oh..." Hermione accepted the Strawberry Cake.

Feeling a little surprised.

How did he know I liked Strawberry Cake?

Naturally, Hermione did not know.

When she had been leaving just now.

The longing look she had given the Strawberry Cake.

Had long since been keenly noticed by Black.

"Then... all right..."

After giving it some thought.

Hermione felt that was fine.

The second dessert shop seemed to be quite far away.

Since Black was giving it to her...

"Thank you."

Hermione accepted the Strawberry Cake and thanked him.

By now, she was no longer angry at all.

Instead, she was even a little grateful to Black...

Of course... all of that was only temporary...

Just as she turned to leave.

Black called out to her again.

"Well... I gave you my Strawberry Cake, so..."

"That'll be two pounds and eighty pence!"

"Oh... just give it directly to me."

"After all, I've already bought this cake from the owner."

Hermione stared wide-eyed at Black's outstretched hand.

For a moment, she thought she had misheard him!

This guy... wasn't he treating her?

He still wanted her to pay?

She suddenly remembered.

Black had always said he was giving it to her.

Not treating her to it...

In other words.

Her assumption that Black was buying her dessert.

Had merely been wishful thinking!

Hermione's mood immediately turned terrible.

She was both angry and embarrassed...

Girls her age cared most about saving face.

How could she possibly endure this level of embarrassment?

"Um..." Hermione's voice began to tremble.

Seeing the change in Hermione's expression.

A flash of delight at his scheme succeeding passed through Black's heart.

So he did not hesitate to twist the knife.

"Could it be... you thought I was treating you..."

"Ahem... then I'll treat you to it..."

"Sigh... at most, Mrs. Marian will just scold me when I get back..."

The sincere look on Black's face as he spoke.

Left Hermione completely unable to cope.

"No! No! No! I have money!"

"Wait!"

Hermione frantically pulled all the money from her pockets.

Without even counting it, she shoved it haphazardly into Black's hand.