I'm Your Roommate-Would I Give You Fake News?

"This is terrible! These History of Magic papers are two feet long! Who can possibly finish writing them?"

Lavender angrily shoved his quill into the ink bottle, banging it hard as he pulled it out.

Parvati, who was standing nearby, gave her some advice. "Write the letters bigger and make the spacing longer."

"I've already done that," Lavender shook her head, "But I still can't finish writing it..."

Lavender slumped dejectedly onto the table, tapping his hands softly on the surface.

Parvati, also looking bored, propped his chin up with his hand and glanced around.

A familiar figure caught her attention.

"Hey, Lavender! Look!"

"What's wrong?"

Lavender struggled to lift his head, squinting as he looked in the direction Parvati was pointing, only to be met with Madam Pince's stern gaze.

"Hiss..."

Lavender shrank back sharply, turned around, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Parvati, you've got me into trouble!"

Parvati turned his head away as if he didn't know her.

Madam Pince's gaze was like a silencer; wherever she looked, all sound would suddenly vanish.

Lavender and Parvati fearfully shielded themselves with the books on the table.

Only after Madam Pince left did the two of them huddle together and whisper to each other.

"What did you find?" Lavender asked in a low voice.

Parvati gestured for her to look at the bookshelf next to them.

"There it is, it's Prewett."

"It really is him." Lavender squinted for a while before realizing that it was Silan holding a book and reading it among the bookshelves.

"What is he looking at?" Lavender asked.

Parvati subtly shifted over there, using a book to cover her face, leaving only her eyes visible. She darted around cleverly, saying, "It looks like a book about Ancient Runes. Hermione just read this one last week."

"I remember now," Lavender exclaimed, "She even complained that it was too hard to read."

Lavender craned his neck to look in Silan's direction and clicked his tongue in amazement.

"When they read, even the way they frown is exactly the same..."

Parvati's eyes darted around a couple of times, then suddenly widened as if he'd come up with a brilliant idea, and he grinned at Lavender with a mischievous grin.

"Go find Hermione!"

"Our homework is settled!"

The two of them quickly gathered up their homework and dashed off to the Gryffindor common room.

When they returned to their dorm, Lavender and Parvati found Hermione had just finished writing her History of Magic paper and was taking candy from a small terracotta pot on the table.

That was a gift from Prewett a couple of days ago.

But it's spoiled for her, so she's been reluctant to eat more than a little.

Parvati grinned and moved closer to Hermione: "Is this candy sweet?"

"Sweet." Hermione's cheeks puffed out like a squirrel's.

"Is it the candy that's sweet, or something else?" Lavender chimed in, teasing Hermione.

Hermione puffed out her cheeks and glared at them, then took two candies from the jar and gave them to them.

"No, no." Lavender and Parvati waved their hands simultaneously.

"It's too sweet, it hurts my teeth," Lavender said meaningfully.

Parvati nodded with a grin.

Hermione blushed slightly as she put the candy back into the jar, then, trying to cover her embarrassment, picked up a book and opened it, pretending to read.

"Ahem." Parvati coughed twice and whispered, "Hermione, could we borrow your history of History of Magic paper...?"

Hermione was still a little angry because the two of them had tricked her, and she resolutely refused.

"No! I think you should..."

Before she could finish speaking, Hermione's lips were mercilessly pressed down by a finger extended by Parvati.

"I have a secret to tell you," Parvati said smugly, giving her a knowing look. "Why don't you listen before you decide?"

Hermione was hesitating when Parvati spoke.

"Guess who we just saw in the library?"

"Waaah..."

Hermione's lips were pressed down, preventing her from speaking; she could only make two muffled sounds.

"It's Prewett!" Lavender gave the answer.

"When we saw him, he seemed to be reading a book about Ancient Runes," Parvati coaxed. "He looked like he was in some trouble. I remember you read a book about that last week."

"Mr. Prewett looks quite troubled. Aren't you going to help him?"

After saying that, Parvati withdrew his finger.

Hermione, who had regained her ability to speak, rolled her eyes at the two of them in annoyance.

Is it guaranteed to be authentic?

"I'm your roommate, would I give you fake news?" Parvati scoffed.

Hermione stood up from her chair and slammed her essay on the History of Magic on the table.

"No copying!"

After saying that, Hermione hurriedly left the dormitory.

"Smack!"

"I knew it!"

Parvati and Lavender high-fived, their eyes shining as they looked at Hermione's History of Magic paper on her desk.

Now I don't have to worry about homework anymore.

Silan borrowed an introductory book to Ancient Runes and headed out of the library.

He had been researching for two days straight in order to translate the Spells left behind by Slytherin.

But so far there haven't been many gains.

The Spells left behind by Slytherin were quite complex, and he tried several translations, none of which were quite right.

"Let's go back to the Room of Requirement first."

With that thought in mind, Silan pushed open the library door, took a few steps outside, and suddenly saw Hermione walking towards her.

"What a coincidence, Silan." Hermione touched her hair somewhat awkwardly, pretending to be passing by by chance.

"Are you going to the library to borrow books?" Silan asked, taking two steps closer.

Hermione glanced at the book Silan was holding and nodded. "I finished reading 'Introduction to Ancient Runes' last week and was planning to review it today. But it seems you borrowed it..."

"If you don't mind, let's watch it together."

"That's great!" Hermione's voice grew louder, then suddenly softened. "I mean... I don't mind at all."

"Let's go then, to the Room of Requirement."

Hermione nodded happily, took a few steps to Silan's side, and walked closely beside him towards the Room of Requirement.

On the way, Hermione asked curiously, "Why are you suddenly reading books of Ancient Runes?"

"I've found an ancient Spells that I'm interested in, but I need to translate it first."

"That's why I had to learn some Ancient Runes, but I never expected that this subject would be so much more complex than I imagined."

Silan shook his head as he spoke.

Ancient Runes, which belongs to the category of language and writing, is quite special. A single character can have different uses and meanings in different contexts.

The Spells left behind by Slytherin is very complex, and his mastery of Ancient Runes was not deep enough, so the translation is very inaccurate.

Hermione stepped over two steps and stood in front of Silan. Suddenly, she turned around and looked at him intently.

"Perhaps... I can help you."

"I've finished reading this book, and I've also read some other related Ancient Runes."

Silan looked at her with some surprise.

Miss Granger seemed to have learned a great deal in places she was unaware of.

But thinking about it, it makes sense.

Hermione has always been very hardworking in her studies and has a tenacity that rivals anyone else's.

Silan didn't stand on ceremony at all. "Thank you so much, Hermione."

"However, I have one condition."

Hermione suddenly laughed, bent down and leaned closer to Silan, whispering in his ear.