The moonlight was cool.
It cast a deep shadow across the front porch of Zhongshan Mansion.
After the mansion's owner came out, the old gatekeeper quietly returned to his guardhouse. Hermione followed behind Zheng Qing, feeling the night wind turn a little chilly, and could not help shrinking her neck.
It was already late October.
The temperature did indeed drop more sharply at night.
That was how she reassured herself inwardly.
Compared with her, Zheng Qing was not so naive.
The moment he sensed a subtle shift in the surrounding temperature, he immediately began reflecting on what he had done wrong. But after thinking for a long time, he felt that everything he had said and done just now had been perfectly proper, and should not have angered the mansion's owner. Just as he hesitated over whether to cheat by drawing on a little Legendary Magic Power, Jiang Yu's voice reached his ears.
"Take Miss Weasley to the guest room to rest. It's getting late today. We'll discuss the specific arrangements for her studies and daily life tomorrow morning."
The latter part was addressed to Hermione.
"Yes."
A young maid appeared silently, respectfully acknowledging the order as she looked at the hesitant Little Witch.
Zheng Qing gave an encouraging nod.
"Go on. Treat this place like home... Don't be too reserved."
He raised his hand as if to comfortingly pat the Little Witch's shoulder, but halfway there, he cleverly diverted it and pointed at the maid standing nearby. "If you need anything, ask this young lady."
"Then I'll trouble you, Dean Zheng Qing, and also..."
Hermione looked at the mansion's owner, then suddenly fell silent.
Only then did Zheng Qing realize he had not made a complete introduction. "This is Ms. Jiang Yu. She currently runs a library. If there