Before Anna walked out of the cabin, to be precise, it was only one step too late.

Belinda's happy cheers came from the garden, "Whoo—the weeds are finally cleaned up, and the garden is much more beautiful now."

"Maybe Ms. Hongbei can send me a few more bottles of potions when she's happy," Belinda muttered as she took off the rubber gloves from her hands.

The system in Anna's head sounded a prompt, [Melon-eating mission: Wall, mission completion conditions are determined to be successful, Oliver Humbe's garden integrity: 29.7%. 】

What? Anna was in a trance and stepped into the mud pit at the door.

[Wall: Mission completed, B ending achieved; Mission reward: Reaction +50, open side mission: 'Purple Hyacinth']

[Purple Hyacinth: Oliver Hongbei is atonement, for Myrtle's death, but also for her own stupidity - she used a wall to isolate the outside world and created an apologetic purple hyacinth garden. She felt guilty and hid Plant flowers in a small garden cut off from the outside world, hoping that one day Myrtle will forgive her.

But in fact, Hong Bei forgot one thing - an apology always has to be said in person in order to be forgiven. And now, Purple Hyacinth Garden can no longer convey its apologies, so is Hong Bae ready to face Myrtle?

Quest content: Convince Oliver Humbe to meet Myrtle (current success probability is 40%), read Humbe's hidden diary (optional), return the kidney stone lucky bracelet to Hongbe (optional)

Quest reward: memory +100, unknown]

George found Anna holding a teddy bear and stepping on the mud puddle with his right foot. He was dazed. He stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Anna's eyes, "Hey! Anna, are you okay?"

Not very good, Anna glanced at the little cart that George was pulling behind. There was a pile of weeds in it. Of course, it seemed to be more hyacinth seedlings that had not bloomed. "Well..." Anna sighed, "I am very it is good…"

She handed the teddy bear to George, "Do you have any leftovers from the Anti-thief Falls you picked up when we went to Gringotts last time?"

"Of course," George took out a dirty Coke bottle in a bag, "here," he frowned and shook his head, "it's just that the water smells so bad, you can smell it through the bag. Son, as stinky as Percy's socks!"

Why compare with Percy's socks? Anna took the bag and scratched her head. She opened the bag, "George... Did you play tricks on Percy again?"

"Um..." George really touched his chin and thought seriously, "You mean the goblin dressed up in fancy dress, **** and stuffed under his quilt?"

"That's what Charlie did!" Fred popped out.

"No... not this," Percy was really pitiful, and Anna shook the bag, "Did you secretly hide Percy's socks?"

"Let me see..." Fred walked over and glanced at his pocket, he quickly retracted his head, "Oh...it seems like there is such a thing..."

"It was only a long time ago," he added quickly.

[Percy's Lucky Socks: The third child in the Weasleys has a pair of socks that has been with him since he was a child, whether it was during a hilarious birthday, or when he was teased and hiding in While the goblin lair was crying, the light blue socks, with the help of magic, remained close enough to give Percy peace of mind—that he had the strength to keep going no matter what. Condition: Find Percy's Lucky Socks (1/2); Quest Rewards: Reaction +50, Ventilator +10, Unknown]

The task is getting more and more excessive... It's okay to collect Horcruxes. Anyway, Hufflepuff's gold cup, Ravenclaw's crown and so on are still very high, but what's the matter with Percy's socks …

"Hey! Percy's stinky socks!" George picked up the twigs on the ground and took out the socks. "My good buddy, didn't you say buried in Hagrid's pumpkin patch? How did you hide me here?" Red, Fred looked away.

"Cough," Anna coughed, "Why is there only one sock?"

George looked at her strangely, "Of course there's only one! If both are gone, Percy might not know he lost his socks-"

"Only when you lose one will you realize how valuable it is to have a pair of socks," the twins said in unison.

"Okay..." It seemed that the other sock should still be in Percy's hands. Anna took the Coke bottle out of the bag, took the branch and put the sock in it. "Lend this thing for me..."

Belinda leaned over keenly, "I saw it!" She frowned and pointed to the bag in Anna's hand, "Don't think about opening this thing in the dormitory, and it's best not to throw it in the lounge, or I'll go. Tell Professor Snape!"

"Our dungeon lounge is still built at the bottom of the lake. It's a miracle that it can be ventilated!" Belinda stared at the bag in Anna's hand vigilantly, "I'll keep an eye on you, don't try to play pranks..."

Are these socks some kind of biological weapon? ! Anna scratched her head. Could it be that her image in Belinda's eyes is similar to that of the mischievous twins?

This is not in line with the cold personality that I am trying to establish...

Belinda noticed the wedding teddy bear that George was holding, glanced at it, then glanced again soon, she covered her mouth, leaned in, and glanced at it carefully, "This...it..."

"Don't look, it's Mrs. Humbe," George said quickly, actually wanting to see Belinda's reaction.

Belinda satisfies George's bad taste very intimately. Her expression changed from shock to panic to numbness, which reflected her psychology very well. Maybe Belinda has the talent to be an actor.

"Damn—" She swears, if Belinda is a superstar, it will be the front page of entertainment news.

Fred shrugged, "If we don't do this, it will be difficult for us to move with the unconscious Mrs. Humbe. Think about it, she is a sturdy and tall man of about 1.7 meters."

"How rude!" Belinda akimbo, "Don't talk about women's bodies!" She didn't continue to ask what happened to the teddy bear.

George put the teddy bear on the garden chair, Anna stepped forward to take the ring off Mrs. Humbe's hand, and it felt a little bad watching the teddy bear gradually turn into a beauty.

"Wait for me!" Anna ran into the cabin, ready to complete optional tasks. As we all know, if you want a good ending, 'optional' tasks often mean 'must choose'.

So where exactly is this hidden diary? Obviously, it seems that it is not the apology letter that Ms. Hongbei wants to give to Myrtle, but a real diary of hers.

First went to Hong Bei's bedroom. Anna groped under the bed and found nothing. Of course, not everyone would leave their diary under the bed.

When Anna was about to stretch out her hand, she accidentally pulled it up and bumped into something—good guy, clipped the diary under the bed board...

He pulled out Hong Bei's diary. It was a thick, dark brown notebook. It looked dirty and seemed to have been used for a long time. There were some strange potion stains on the cover and traces of ketchup.

This diary is not written with magic ink, so the diary from a long time ago is already a little unclear.

'...I hate this world, hate everything, let the scarlet sunset light slaughter the whole world! '

This diary is a few years old, and it can be seen that Ms. Hong Bei was a cynical person when she was young... "Pfft, UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Anna continued to read with a serious expression.

'...I entered Hogwarts, I have nothing to say, this is my destiny, I want to defeat the destined enemy...'

'...The scorching fire will burn down Hogwarts! Why are they doing this to me? Didn't I research a new potion to add points to the academy? What went wrong? '

It seems that Mrs. Humbert is not doing well at Hogwarts...

'I hate black, I hate blood, I hate smart. '

'...they finally stopped paying attention to me, and targeted a muggle-born named Myrtle, with big ugly glasses, heavy bangs, pimples, cowardly personality, yes, she was the one to be bullied Object, I have no sympathy for her at all...'

In the next few diaries, Myrtle's name appeared more and more frequently.

'...If Myrtle takes off her glasses, takes care of her bangs, and finds a way to get rid of acne...she should still look pretty when she smiles...'

'...I'm a scum, a coward, I'll never learn how to speak well...'

'...Why did you throw the dung eggs on Myrtle? What do you think, Oliver Humbe! Now she will never ignore you! How sad did you cry when you saw her washing her robes? Why can't you say a word at this time? '

'...The magic medicine for acne is about to be successfully developed! Rejoice, Oliver, speak nicely and be sincere, you finally have your first friend...'

From here, the diary was blank for a few pages, and Anna swallowed.

'...Myrtle died...'

'It's all your fault, Oliver Humbe, you don't deserve friends. '

This is the last diary.