Hogwarts Mysterious Man Resurrected

Lothar looked at herself in the mirror, wearing a decent black suit and neat short hair.

Dressed like this, you shouldn't let others down too much.

Lothar smiled softly, and his wand suddenly appeared in his hand, pointing at the mirror in front of him.

A deep hole slowly appeared in the mirror.

Lothar walked in from here, and when he came out again, he was already standing at the door of Hermione's house.

I don't know what he was thinking, but he had to use magic to transfer the short distance.

And most importantly, no one has seen it yet.

Lothar raised her hand and knocked hard on the wooden door in front of her.

At the same time as the knock on the door sounded, within a few seconds, a woman's voice came from inside the house.

"Who is it?"

Lothar could hear the joy of the person involved in this voice.

Moreover, this voice is still a little strange to Lothar.

The next second, the wooden door was opened from the inside.

A middle-aged woman wearing ordinary clothes appeared in front of Lothar.

At the first sight of this woman, Lothar already understood who this person was.

Hermione Granger's mother—Mrs. Granger!

"Hello, Mrs. Granger."

Lothar bowed slightly, showing his proper etiquette.

"Hello!"

Out of politeness, Mrs. Granger first returned the salute to Lothar, and then wanted to ask Lothar with a curious expression.

Look at whose child this is, he appears here.

But not before Mrs. Granger could ask.

Lothar had already spoken.

"My name is Lothar Kelid. I am Hermione's classmate and a student at Hogwarts."

When Lothar said this, Mrs. Granger's eyes suddenly lit up.

The smile on his face suddenly brightened.

"Fast forward and you're the one Hermione talks about all the time."

"Ah?" Lothar had a little doubt in his heart.

Could it be that Hermione said something about me secretly?

He was thinking in his mind, but without showing his expression, he followed Mrs. Granger into the house.

The space inside doesn't look very big, but it is full of warm and soft feeling everywhere.

After walking through this staircase, Lothar's eyes suddenly lit up.

What appeared in front of him now was Hermione's living room.

The living room is surrounded by colorful decorations, matching the natural flooring on the ground.

It seems to have a special kind of beauty.

"It's beautiful."

Lothar said sincerely, and Mrs. Granger also smiled when she heard it.

"This was specially made by our Hermione. She is extremely careful and doesn't miss even the slightest mistake."

"I don't know what's going on with this girl lately. She doesn't like to show off these things at home, but recently she suddenly pays close attention to things at home, and she even made these arrangements recently."

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.

Lothar, who was always smiling, heard what Mrs. Granger said.

The smile on his face became three points brighter, and there was some heaviness and thought in his eyes, but they all disappeared without a trace at this moment.

"That's great. Come to think of it, she must have put a lot of thought into it."

Lothar said softly, and then walked forward alone.

Just as Mrs. Granger was about to follow her, she saw her daughter walking down the stairs and stopped immediately.

Watching the development of this scene quietly, as a mother, how could she not be clear about the changes in her daughter.

It turned out that she didn't understand it before Lothar came.

But at this time, Lothar came to their home.

If she didn't know it clearly, she would have wasted the journey she has taken over the past few decades.

Hearing the sound in his ears, Lothar looked up.

Just in time to see Hermione walking down step by step.

She was wearing a lavender skirt and walked slowly down.

There was still a trace of imperceptible blush on his face.

Lothar looked up and met Hermione's bright eyes.

There seems to be a kind of magic in those eyes, and people can't help but be addicted to them.

It's beautiful, very beautiful.

Even Lothar had to admit at this moment that Hermione's eyes were more beautiful than the stars.

He just looked straight at him, wearing a smart black suit.

Standing next to the stairs, standing quietly.

Hermione walked down step by step, while Lothar slowly stretched out her hand.

Although slow, but firm.

Hermione felt this firm belief.

She laughed suddenly, and then extended her hand.

He went to hold Lothar's hand. The moment they made contact, both of their bodies trembled.

But Lothar grabbed it hard in his hand.

Hermione used Lothar's strength to lift her feet slightly and walked down the stairs above.

"You are so beautiful today, not even the stars in the sky can compare with you."

Lothar said softly when she came to her side.

In his eyes, there was only Hermione at this moment.

Love only beautiful women, nothing else should be.

Perhaps from the time Lothar was still a soul, from the moment he connected with her soul, it was destined that their connection with each other would not be extraordinary.

"No matter how beautiful the stars in the sky are, they can't compare to the tenderness in your eyes right now."

"I see my shadow in your eyes, and I also see the longing that is as bright as the sun."

Lothar whispered the truest words in Hermione's ear.

Hermione was the only one who heard these words.

But Hermione's mother, Mrs. Granger, would not hear the conversation between the two of them.

Here, the moment Hermione walked down.

Lothar had used magic to cover up the traces and the sound.

"Thank you, Lothar."

Hermione bent over and smiled, accepting Lothar's intention.

The two of them actually know each other very well.

Maybe because of the connection between souls.

When Lothar didn't use Occlumency on himself.

Both of them can actually feel the other's mood and sweetness at this moment.

Lothar smiled and hugged Hermione into her arms.

"Thanks!"

Hermione, who was being held by Lothar, naturally knew what he meant.

"That's not necessary. I believe you could have completed that matter. I just happened to appear there and helped you a little."

Hermione rested her head on Lothar's neck, and then took the initiative to loosen her hand around Lothar's waist.

The two looked at each other and laughed face to face.

This smile may be the most sincere smile Lothar has seen these days.

It was also Hermione's gentlest and happiest smile.

For these things that happened.

No one else would know that it was only a few meters away from Mrs. Granger.

But there is another world. Lothar's ability to control magic is getting stronger and stronger.