Chapter 1680 (1/2)
“Bonjour。”
”Good pig.”
”No, it's Bon jour.”
”Hee hee...”
as time passed quickly, Hermione, who returned to Hogwarts for her second year final exam, was already on the train. Hannah and them were in the box. For a semester, the little girls who only exchanged letters were pestering Hermione to teach them to speak French.
It's more of a tease than a study. Hannah's mouth is full of sweets that Hermione brought back from Paris, and she's still sucking with the cat in her hand. She can't pronounce correctly at all. She just laughs.
Although Luna is a freshman in the corner of the box, Ravenclaw can sit in any grade. After all, it's just a few people. She plays with her necklace and says something with empty eyes:
”a survey in Muggle shows that children and teenagers are the easiest stages to master a foreign language. As long as they are in the corresponding language environment, they can learn it quickly Speaking a foreign language, but not reading and writing. ”
Looking at Luna, who hasn't seen her for half a year, Hermione, who has known about the other's home from the professor, lovingly takes her little hand and puts a little ”candy Yo Yo” in it.
It's also one of the French inventions. This candy with a string attached to it goes into its mouth and doesn't have to lick it. It spins on its tongue.
”That's almost the case with me.” Hermione modestly replied that if she was asked what advantages she had learned in busbarton, the biggest gain would be ”French modesty.” she pointed to Luna's mouth and motioned for her to taste the candy: ”the professor asked me to learn more than 30 foreign languages. After a semester, I could only speak, read and write 29 languages. It is still a little difficult to deal with the variation of Latin.”
Yes, that's French modesty, saying the most conspicuous words in the most humble and polite tone.
”My family is really small. I can't compare with the neighbors... What? Where do you want to live? My house is next door to Versailles. ”
”It's really nice to have pure blood. Our Muggle family is so ordinary... Oh, what's my last name? My name is Bonaparte. ”
”If you want to go shopping in Paris, I have to buy something... Why did I go there last week and go again today? I can't help it. I can't help it. The right clothes last week are holding my chest very much this week. ”
These are not the key, it's the people who hear them on the spot.
Because even if they are shown off in person, busbarton's students still have to keep a smile like spring breeze and give warm affirmation to their friends. Moreover, they should not have any doubts about it. They should be really happy for their classmates.
Hermione thought it was an eye opener. In order to complete the second task assigned by the professor to make friends with everyone, she also learned the classic way of aristocratic dialogue and easily integrated into the group of foreign girls after the language was turned off.
In fact, it was not so easy. At first, she suffered a little, but soon she solved the problem with her brain.
Although the rabbit teeth have not changed, her temperament has completely changed. She is noble but not alienated, reserved but not inferiority complex. She is as indifferent as knowing that there is God behind her.
Busbarton is such a place, where there are aristocrats everywhere. After living for a long time, I have a clear idea of what kind of appropriate response should be made in the face of any situation.
And there are a lot of elective courses that Hogwarts doesn't have, including Lady etiquette, witch body building, potions and make-up classes. All of these are very new to Hermione. They are useful or useless, and they are all in the newspaper.
Luna looked down at the sugar in her hand. It looked like a little fruit. She calmly put the sugar into her mouth: ”you are more and more like Professor Wilson. The gas field is similar. Your light is connected together. No, no, no...”
the candy turned and interrupted her.