Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy

Chang Chu didn't know how to describe his current mood at all.

You know, from the first time she met Wright, she had been looking forward to this first kiss for seven years.

But now it's obvious that the atmosphere and emotions have been fully brewed. As long as she is given three more seconds, no, two seconds, Chang Chu can fulfill her long-cherished wish and successfully deliver her first kiss.

But now it was interrupted because of the sudden appearance of a little girl without even blinking!

How could Chang Chu not be angry or crazy?

If anyone were put in Chang Chu's position, they would probably be eager to cast curses one after another on this person who interfered with their affairs. A more extreme wizard might have cast three unforgivable curses!

"Sorry! Your name!" Chang Chu glanced at the crying little girl sitting next to Wright and said angrily.

"Hermione...Hermione Granger..." The little girl with thick brown hair shook her body, lowered her head and sobbed as she replied.

Hermione's originally neat and clean new school uniform robe now looked wrinkled, with a few very obvious wet marks on it. It was wetted by the tears that fell from her eyes after Wright lifted the petrification spell, the silent spell, and the locking tongue in sequence.

The chaos in the carriage had already ended three minutes ago. The moment Hermione opened the door to speak, Chang Chu suddenly pushed Wright away from his arms and angrily shot Hermione one after another. Three spells of magic fixed Hermione in place, unable to make a sound anymore.

Wright touched the slightly swollen back of his head, which was caused by his head hitting the partition behind the car when he was pushed away by Chang Chu. He glanced at Chang Chu, who was sitting opposite, looking angry, and then at Hermione, who was sitting next to him, looking pitiful.

It was obvious that Chang Chu's three consecutive spells had directly broken the heart of Miss Beaver, who always seemed extremely confident in Wright's impression, so much so that she cried for several minutes without stopping.

But this is right, after all, Hermione is just an ordinary little girl who has just left her parents and came to a strange environment for the first time.

What's more, what Wright is thinking about right now is not the scene of the irritable Chang Chu beating poor Hermione online.

Wright was just thinking about his pitiful first kiss that ended in failure. The previous indirect kisses such as drinking water from Chang Chu's water cup were not counted. The one just now should have been the first kiss in the true sense, but it didn't seem to happen.

Got a kiss? Didn’t get a kiss?

An extremely awkward expression suddenly appeared on Wright's face.

Chang Chu glanced at Hermione, who was still crying, and then at Wright, who had a very strange expression on his face, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Just when Chang Chu was about to continue to vent his resentment towards Hermione, Wright, who was sitting opposite her, suddenly stood up from his chair as if he had made a decision.

Chang Chu immediately stopped talking and looked at Wright. Hermione, who had her head lowered, felt someone standing up next to her, and couldn't help but raise her head to reveal her eyes that were red and swollen from crying.

"What's wrong? Wright?" Chang Chu looked at Wright who was gradually walking over.

"It's nothing." Wright held Chang Chu's face with his hands and kissed it almost instinctively.

"Well!"

Half a minute later, Wright let go of Chang Chu, looked at her face, and said words completely without thinking: "Your lips are as moist as petals."

"Snapped!"

Another minute later.

"Ahem!" Chang Chuxu clenched his fist and coughed, looked at Hermione and said, "Hermione, are you a freshman at Hogwarts? We are sophomores in Ravenclaw, and I My name is Chang Chu. I hope you will be sorted into Ravenclaw when you are sorted later."

"Yes, yes," Wright said the same thing he said to Hannah before, but the red marks on his face that were taken by Chang Chu seemed a bit unharmonious, "The dean of our college, Fu Professor Liwei is super affable and very powerful both in terms of strength and theory. ”

I definitely don't want to go to Ravenclaw! Hermione screamed in her mind.

"But Hermione, why did you come to our private room? I didn't hear clearly just now..." Chang Chu asked.

"Yes, it's mine..." Wright and Chang Chu instantly shifted their gaze to the door of the private room, where a fat, round-faced boy was squatting. It looked like he had been squatting there for a while.

As if frightened by the sudden glances of Wright and Chang Chu, the round-faced boy suddenly twitched.

Then the round-faced boy glanced at Hermione sitting on the chair in the private room, and plucked up the courage to say in a very low voice: "My toad is missing, and Hermione is here to help me find the toad..."

…

"Neville?"

"Yes, yes." Neville nodded nervously. If it weren't for the fact that Hermione was still in this private room, he would have run away.

"Did you lose your toad?" Wright asked again.

"Yes, Leif it..."

"Can you describe your toad? What exactly does it look like? Try to be as detailed as possible."

While Neville lowered his head to remember, Wright tried to use his shadow perception to search for the location of the toad. Before Neville could speak, Wright had already spotted the big toad hiding in the corner of the bathroom not far away.

"Flying curse."

The toad followed Wright's lead and slowly flew into the private room. Before entering the private room, Wright cast another cleansing spell on the toad.

"Your toad," Wright directed the toad to fly towards Neville, "by the way, remember to pay attention to it next time and don't let it run around again."

Neville quickly reached out and took his pet toad into his arms.

"Neville, did Leif like to run around before?" Wright asked.

"Yes, yes," Neville said softly, "As long as I don't pay attention, it may disappear at any time."

"Does it have any magical animal blood?"

"I don't know about this," Neville scratched his head, "Uncle Alger never told me about this."

It seemed that Neville himself was not sure whether his uncle had said it or not, so he added: "I guess he didn't say it..."

Wright glanced at Neville speechlessly. In his opinion, this big toad most likely had some bloodline from the invisible beast.

"Recently, few students know how to raise toads, but try not to hold them in your arms when raising toads. Toads prefer a damp environment."

"If you don't mind, Neville, you can put Leif in the big lake in front of the school castle." Wright said.

Neville nodded.