Aragog Is Dying Soon

Hermione thought it over and over before finally telling Jon about it. Though it was indeed inappropriate to ask a teacher about matters of the heart, she could not find anyone else suitable to talk to about it.

Who was she supposed to tell?

Harry?

Obviously, that was not a good choice.

Ron?

He was a block of wood.

Other girls... she did not want anyone else to know that she actually liked Ron.

So Jon was the best choice. He would not spread these things around, and besides, he was her teacher. Before, they had the reality without the title; now, they had both.

But she had clearly forgotten that Jon himself had never properly been in a relationship either.

"What answer do you want from me?"

Jon looked at the girl standing quietly before him, utterly bewildered.

"Actually... after coming here, I already figured it out. I do not need you to give me any advice. I just needed to tell someone about it."

"I'm starting to think that letting you know so many secrets was a mistake. If one day you need to..."

"I won't."

Hermione said anxiously, "I won't tell anyone."

"Alright, alright. You need to understand that your teacher is not merely a powerful wizard; he is also an excellent Memory Magic practitioner. No matter who you tell about this, I can erase their memories. Don't worry. It is only a trivial matter, though it might have the slightest effect on their brain."

Even if he had not said that, Hermione naturally would not have told anyone. He had merely used those words to lighten the mood.

Seeing how nervous Hermione looked gave him a sense of disillusionment.

"Still, honestly speaking, that Weasley boy is not bad either. Though he is not particularly capable, his