The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

no class that night

The two met and came to the Room of Requirement, which is still the small study for two that Hermione stipulated.

The flame of the fireplace seems to never go out, and it keeps burning from the beginning to the end; there are not only many spell books on the bookshelf, but also the first-year notes of the two

The plant specimens that belonged to Professor Quirrell were also hung on the spare wall next to the bookshelf by the two, and the black magic books compiled now also belong to the joint wealth of the two.

When the two came in, the wizard robes on their bodies were hung on the shelf opposite the sofa.

Without the cover of the thick school robe, the sweater shirt inside was close to Hermione's slender figure. Under the light of the fire, the slightly undulating body line made Cyrus slightly dodge his eyes.

Hermione gently held Cyrus' head and placed it on her thighs, and the Force told the girl about how tired she was today

"How about the professor's Transfiguration instruction?"

She pulled the boy's head inward, her right hand slid like a nimble little snake to the back of Cyrus' head to support her, and her left hand carefully scraped the skin on his face

"Professor McGonagall is worthy of being a contemporary master of transfiguration...we are confirming some new arguments"

Lying on his lap, Cyrus restrained himself from slowing down his breathing while talking, reducing the inhalation of Hermione's unique breath

Hermione's body fell on the corner between the armrest and the back of the chair, her blue-gray socks' little feet rubbed against Cyrus' arms hugging her chest, her shy and immature face was tacitly regarded as "like" by her

This is a reward given to Cyrus for his well-behaved performance in Defense Against the Dark Arts class yesterday

After all...he likes it, doesn't he?

"The argument for Transfiguration applied to the Iron Armor Curse...you see"

Cyrus turned his head sideways, turned his body upright, and lay face up, still lazily lying on Hermione's lap, took out his wand

"protego (armor protection)!"

The magic energy condenses from the tip of the staff into a magic barrier, and then covers it with the Transfiguration Charm. According to the points Professor McGonagall said, except for the slow time, the sword is almost completely restored.

It's just... the blade part is like a light stick, Hermione watched the gradual transformation of substantial energy, her lips pursed to represent her surprise

Still, Cyrus' style still looks brutal...couldn't it be more elegant?Of course, the Force doesn't count!

"The essence of the Iron Armor Curse is still deflection and blocking. This transformation is a kind of hope. We can make the Iron Armor Curse cover important parts...even the whole body"

Hermione pinched his face, thinking that it could just change her actual combat attire?

Wouldn't be running around in armor like Cyrus anyway...

However, the girl's heart felt a little moved by Cyrus' talent in magic spells. She found that because of the characteristics of grape vine wood and her own talent, the wider the knowledge, the smoother it would be to use it.

This characteristic and talent led to the fact that even if it was her first time to use a magic spell, as long as she had a detailed understanding of the knowledge, she would be able to succeed.

On the contrary, Cyrus' aspen wood is more suitable for attacking spells, such as the fire spell and cutting spell that he is best at.

"I can learn the same tomorrow~"

Seeing that Cyrus looked a little complacent, she slid down a little bit, and hugged him more thoroughly on her lower abdomen. The set of movements was so smooth that he caught him off guard.

"I...I think it's going to be curfew...uh~"

The candles hanging on the wall in the small study were extinguished by Hermione's force, leaving only the fireplace with reduced fire

"It's not time yet, I watched it~" Hermione stretched out her left wrist and tapped a mechanical watch, which was a gift from Mr. Granger on Christmas Day

"Then I get up...It's not good to press you down"

Cyrus is like a cat that wants to escape from its owner's arms, but it can't break free from the clutches of the back of its neck, and every time its arms tremble, it wants to stand up

I felt two water snakes squirming back and forth through my yellow and black shirt, one of my soft and warm hands supported my chin, and the other pressed the back of my neck

Both of their cheeks were hot.

"Speaking of which, the new Professor Lockhart has a lot of fans in school, but I don't know why the book is so different from him."

Hermione remembered Monday afternoon's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the professor's name was often mentioned by some witches

"I don't know... maybe he just knows... some theoretical knowledge" Cyrus lay weakly in Hermione's arms, and he used the force to put the wand back into the pocket of the school robe hanging on the hanger

At this time, Hermione seemed to think of something, she was reclining with her head down, her cunning white fox-like shadow reflected in the fire, wagging her big tail

"But aside from other shortcomings, he is indeed quite handsome..."

For some reason, Cyrus felt a little itchy in his heart, his chin resting on the opponent's palm, looked at Hermione and said:

"But the duty of a professor should be to teach and educate people. I still like Professor Quirrell"

"But he is indeed handsome~ It's a fact." The girl blinked, and seemed to take it for granted, "You don't envy others, do you? Cyrus~ It's not good to be jealous of others."

So Cyrus turned his head and turned to look at the small fire burning slightly in the fireplace, Hermione gently rubbed the soft flesh in her palm

jealous of him?Not as handsome as Master Anakin Skywalker... Cyrus muttered to himself

At this time, Hermione, who saw the other party's appearance, grinned in satisfaction, forgetting that the snow-white front teeth that were hidden by her every day were exposed

Although Cyrus looked sullen, Hermione, who confirmed something in her heart, was a little happy

Hermione hugged the golden hair ball tightly, her slender legs stretched out, her left leg squeezed inside the sofa, her right leg was bent and rested on his waist, and she rubbed her hands skillfully

Then he took out milk candy and pressed it against Cyrus' lips, and slowly pushed his index finger in. When he took it out, it was covered with some cat's saliva, and Hermione just rubbed it on herself casually.

She's not the kind of person who dislikes her pet, younger brother and prime minister

Cyrus' heart beat faster because of Hermione's sudden bold action, and his mind was full of images of the cat's tongue touching his fingertips just now when it was entangled in candy.

"That's what Padma's sister Parvati said just now, she thinks Lockhart is very handsome~" Hermione played with the little braid next to Cyrus' ear

"You're not misinterpreting...that's my point of view?"

"Ah...huh? No! I personally think that Professor Quirrell is better!" Cyrus retorted softly, stammering, with candy in his mouth

Hermione didn't say anything, she just smiled and looked at him with narrowed eyes, pulling at the other's necklace with her small hands.

The two of them are just like at Granger's house, free and warm, without Stitch making noise, just feel a little guilty towards Hagrid...

Hope he can hold on.

Cyrus' head was resting on Hermione's palm, leaning against her abdomen, and the boy's hands were placed at the other's side, tightly clutching Hermione's blue sweater shirt

"I can feel that breath...every time it flashes by." He lowered his head, softly recalling yesterday's premonition, "This year will not be peaceful..."

"Is that... Voldemort?" Hermione corrected, taking Cyrus' wrist with her free right hand

Since Cyrus can shout, there is no reason for me to change my words as I stand in front of him.

"Maybe... It seems that there is something about the rumored curse, it's too coincidental"

"Are you scared?" The girl's little hands teased the golden hair ball lying on her body,

"No...I'm just...ahem...I'm worried about you" Cyrus stumbled and said what was in his heart, the connection of the force prevented him from saying anything else

Hermione's right leg hidden inside moved a bit, and Cyrus suddenly noticed that the other's little feet were naughtily scratching the inside of his slightly bent calf.

"I'll be with you~ This is your favorite little reward---"

The girl's playful words washed away the sadness in the other party's heart

Yes, she will face it with him...