The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

After the friendly match, the weekend of next week will be another exciting trip to Hogsmeade.

But Cyrus and Hermione were planning whether to go to Hogsmeade village, because there really wasn't much to do around there, but Harry didn't seem to get tired of it.

"But Dumbledore said he was going to the Shrieking Shack again...but Professor Lupine will go with us." Hermione sat on Smaug's tail and said distressedly, "but I still plan to go to the Devil on the weekend." Pharmacy classroom"

What?Spending the weekend in the Potions classroom?Cyrus would rather face Voldemort.

"Keep your voice down before Harry hears you"

Cyrus was sitting next to her, but because of the tilt of the dragon's tail, Cyrus' center of gravity was right on Hermione's body...while Harry was grilling fish on the fire in the distance.

"I don't want to go to Hogsmeade!"

"It's nothing bad~ If you're lucky, you might be able to find out why Snape hates Professor Lupine."

But Hermione just took out two small glass bottles, one of which was a piece of Smaug's dragon scale, and the other looked like some animal's hair, with a pretty good color.

She proudly raised the bottle.

"This is Smaug's, and this... is Emiya's hair. After she heard about my experiment, she shaved a section of hair with a small knife on her own initiative. Anyway, I see that there are quite a lot of anti-transformation potions. just accept it"

Centaur?Bane's sister Emiya? ! !

That's... a centaur version of Hermione Granger!

Wait a minute, there is a question, if Hermione is in the form of a centaur, is the lower body considered naked... Cyrus was fascinated by thinking about it, and his ears turned red in a trance.

"I think research is more important..." Cyrus changed his face quickly. He rested his chin on Hermione's shoulder, buried his face in her curly hair, and wriggled back and forth.

Some strands even made his nose itch.

Suddenly, Cyrus didn't hate the damp and cold Potions class anymore, and even Snape's tense and gloomy face looked better all day long.

The Potions classroom was warmer again, the potions smelled better again, the voice of the old bat was better, even his hair, which he didn't wash all day, was a little greasy...

"But~" Hermione pushed him away with her other hand, pressed her fingertips against his lips, and said with a sly smile, "We won't be at school on weekends, so blame the principal..."

He froze, and his smile gradually froze.

Suddenly, the headmaster's office became more annoying, and Headmaster Dumbledore became more verbose... Cyrus just felt like he was missing out on all the good things.

"Then... when will we start experimenting?" Cyrus emphasized the importance, "I just... think that this kind of technological innovation needs to be acted on as soon as possible."

"No problem, as long as we come back next weekend, you can test the medicine whenever you want~"

"Great...wait a minute, what? Me? Test medicine?" Cyrus even thought he had heard it wrong, but Hermione repeated it carefully, and he realized that he had been deceived.

"Honey, how can this be called being cheated? You did it yourself."

Crookshanks in Hermione's arms also seemed to be laughing at him, or maybe it was just because Hermione scratched the top of its head, which made it squint its eyes, but its appearance was surprisingly consistent with Hermione.

Well, Hermione just wanted to see Cyrus half-animalized.

"How about... we each have a bottle? I choose Smaug..." Cyrus, who was used to being cheated, took the lead in counterattacking, and he quickly made a choice, "Then you can only choose the centaur, how about it? It's fair, one person once"

"It's all right, whatever you want~"

Hermione had only one purpose: let Cyrus drink the forbidden potion once, not so much the price she had to pay as she expected, but it was easier than she thought.

However, Hermione just put away the two small glass bottles and put her legs up. She was watching Luna holding Stitch, chattering in its ear, and Stitch would occasionally say something annoying. .

But it didn't leave this annoying girl in the end, maybe because her massage skills are so good...

But Stitch was a little puzzled, because I didn't see the big black dog today, and I usually see it running over to eat at noon.

"Is Harry Potter going to Hogsmeade next week?" She didn't want any surprises at this juncture.

"He wants to go... Forget it, Harry has been tormented by Sirius and Dementors recently, and this is the only thing that can make him relax... He's not in a good mood recently"

Cyrus' hand quietly went around her side from behind, and gently embraced her. Smaug turned his head on his stomach, closed his eyes, and twitched his tail impatiently.

He could clearly feel the girl trembling for a while, but she quickly returned to normal.

"What about you?" Hermione glanced at him and gave him a nod of the head. She remembered that Cyrus could see thestrals, and Hermione thought she might as well...

"Me? I'm luckier than him, because of this" Cyrus shook his wrist, and then pulled the necklace and pendant, "But I'm more worried about you...Mion~"

He could sense something had changed in Hermione since her return.

Maybe Hermione hides it well, but sometimes it can be seen from the subtle daily life that the little girl part of Hermione's heart is much less. Cyrus guessed...it might be related to the big battle.

When Hermione was 14 years old, she had already killed several Death Eaters with the Force.

"Are you worried that I'm too worried? But that's the truth..." Hermione knew what the little angel was worried about. "We have seen the world where Voldemort succeeded, and I don't want to fail."

Hermione didn't want to be too aggressive either, but that was the way it was, they had to be tough.

"Cyrus...I don't want them to die before my eyes"

Her slim legs were folded together, clamping the skirt tightly, but occasionally a small piece of flesh color above the white sock opening of her thigh was revealed, flickering.

Sometimes Cyrus' attention was drawn to that, and he saw the pink ribbon on Hermione's white sock on Hermione's right leg...just why did it look so familiar? !It turned out to be the clothes I bought in Hogsmeade before!

Just as he was about to find out, Hermione pulled down her skirt, covering her left thigh.

"But it doesn't mean you need to worry all the time..."

"You said, can we go back to those worlds?" Hermione turned her head, her eyes full of expectation, and there were only scattered voices of communication in the ethereal Forbidden Forest Clearing, "We can use the Time-Turner!"

Although he did not approve of others using parallel worlds to make up for their regrets, when Hermione talked about 'liberating the entire parallel universe', he was silent.

It's not disapproval, it's just that Hermione's choice will be quite tiring.

No matter how strong a person is, he will always be so small in front of the multiverse. It will be even more difficult to move forward without interfering with life in other parallel worlds and forcibly instilling ideas...

Some things are not just good enough to talk about, once you act, you may lose what you have.

Hermione is a person who achieves great things. She has her own ideas, and this seems to be her ultimate ideal and goal in the future. Even Voldemort and pure blood are a little small in front of her ideals.

She's perfect for this job...

"I will support you, but it's better to go step by step..." Cyrus rarely agreed with her unconditionally.

The time converter is the master key to open the parallel world, even the wizards who invented it don't know it... they thought the time converter was just a one-way time travel.

But that's not the case. As long as the operation is smooth and the conditions are met, the door to the parallel world can be opened.

condition?His Hermione is the sine qua non...she is unmatched, different from any timeline, and unique to Cyrus.

"I just need the first half of your sentence." She pressed her finger to his lips.

Hermione has always been obsessed with the future pictures predicted by the Force, but the facts have confirmed that she did see the passing of the Grangers.

So instead of saying 'keep Cyrus on her side, always by her side', it's more like 'she wants to watch Cyrus and nothing happen to him'...

Yes, the little angel is right, Mr. Palpatine is right, and Professor Trelawney is right, the only one who has to choose is Hermione, she can either cheat or... put an end to all possibilities.

The future is not a "predetermined future", but an inevitable choice in the present accident.

"Then what level of 'liberation' do you mean?" Cyrus looked at the sky, it was getting late.

"How wonderful the future is for us, and so are they!" Hermione said vigorously and resolutely, "Wizards and Muggles are a human community, just like Christmas, and a group of Malfoys alone can't stop us." "

Christmas holidays, Wargames and Wizard Chess, old and new... One thing people in the wizarding world have confirmed is that they are not stupid and pick whoever is better.

The game they held in the early morning was already in the afternoon, and Cyrus, who hadn't taken a nap, was already a little sleepy, but Luna's spirit was still jumping abnormally.

She also seems to want to stay around Hagrid's hut looking for fantastic animals.

"By the way...I want to take a nap in Ravenclaw's lounge later, remember to remind me before dinner." Cyrus rubbed his painfully pinched face and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Why don't you go to the Room of Requirement...At least no one will disturb your rest there"

Hermione slid down from the dragon's tail, and walked out quickly without looking back.