The night before her birthday, Granger Miss was feeling a little melancholy.
There were only a few hours left until her birthday, but she felt that there was still so much left to prepare. For instance, Neville was still in the Room of Requirement.
Although Neville Longbottom was a good person and could be considered her friend,
she still felt that the Room of Requirement was a little too crowded with three people in it.
Well, the little girl simply wanted to spend the very first moments of her birthday alone with Silan.
Mr. Neville Longbottom was clearly getting in the way.
Hermione looked at Neville with a hint of guilt in her eyes.
Really, I'm such a selfish person. Hermione apologized to Neville in her heart. Sorry, Neville, but I still want to be alone with Silan for a little while.
She walked over to Neville, who was busy loosening the soil around the herbs, and casually glanced at the sprouted plants.
"Wow, Neville, you're amazing. These herbs are growing so well."
"Thank you, Hermione."
Neville wiped away sweat with the back of his hand. "It's really all thanks to Silan. He discovered my talent for herbology and gave me the chance to grow herbs myself."
"I've never felt that my life was this fulfilling before."
"Silan truly is kind and clever," Hermione agreed.
After that simple preamble, Hermione began probing indirectly. "You've done so much work. How about going back to rest for today?"
"Not at all." Neville completely failed to catch Hermione's hint and waved his hand. "I'm planning to loosen the soil around all these herbs. That way, they can grow quickly and well."
"Ah, yes, but there's no need to rush so much."
"That won't do." Neville spoke seriously. "Growing herbs has strict standards. It'll