Hermione Needed to Be Handled Gently

The Hogwarts Express (questionable) was on its way back.

"Hurry up, we're already more than halfway there, and you're still dawdling." Hermione glanced at Sean, who was sitting there eating.

Sean looked up innocently. He sucked on his spoon for a moment, then swiftly got to his feet.

"I'm coming, I'm coming."

Daisy was bent over a Cauldron Cake, devouring it. Hearing this, she looked up as though she'd seen a ghost. "Sean, you only dawdled once? Usually, whenever you two go do the train inspection, you and Hermione have to tug back and forth at least three times."

Sean's expression did not change as he straightened his clothes. "As Head Boy, it is my duty to restore Hogwarts to glory."

Hermione snapped, "Hogwarts doesn't need you to restore its glory just yet. Hurry up, it's time."

In front of Daisy, she could only pretend to act as usual. If she kept bottling it up, she felt she was going to give herself away. She might as well hurry up and do the train inspection.

Luckily, Sean knew what she was thinking and hadn't dragged things out...

The two left the compartment. The moment they stepped outside, Hermione's previously normal face turned frosty, as though she did not want to pay Sean any more attention than necessary.

But Sean was no ordinary person. His acting was flawless, and his skin was extraordinarily thick. He immediately reached out from behind and wrapped both arms around Hermione's waist.

"What are you doing?!" Hermione spun around and glared at him, instantly smacking his hands away.

Sean was not embarrassed in the slightest. He smiled apologetically, looking like he knew he was in the wrong. "Don't be angry, Hermione..."

Hermione's brows shot up. "Why shouldn't I be angry?"

Sean looked around, then ignored Hermione's