Harry Potter: The Atypical Alchemist

"Didi...hello?"

"I heard that you committed suicide again?"

The moment the hyperlink was connected, Stone heard Memphis' teasing voice on the other side.

"It's not bad." He replied seriously, "It didn't deviate from my expectations."

"Oh~ You really think I can't see what's going on over there, right?"

"..." The corners of Stone's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

I almost forgot, there is a spy planted here.

After being in a coma for seven days, the consumption of magic power brought about headaches, weakness and other sub-health problems.

Other than that, there is nothing wrong with his body and he just needs a little rest.

But this was Vanny Castle, and Hermione was with her again.

Under the double pressure from his grandfather and girlfriend, he sat in a wheelchair and was forced to stay away from all matters that required physical and mental strength. He lay like a waste for two days.

The physical condition was in line with expectations, but the current situation was beyond his expectations.

I originally wanted to hide it from Memphis and gain some respect for myself, but I didn't expect that Nyx had already betrayed him.

"Don't talk about me anymore." Stone reluctantly changed the subject, "How are you doing over there?"

"Waiting for you~"

"I'll leave as soon as possible."

"Don't worry." Memphis said nonchalantly, "Take care of your own illness first."

"I'm not sick! And I'm not weak anymore!" Stone emphasized word for word.

However, Memphis still raised his head, pointed his nostrils at Stone, and said, 'Really? I do not believe. ’ look.

"Don't believe it, I can leave now!" Stone said with a bit of a breakdown.

"Xinxinxinxin..." Memphis on the other side pressed his wrist quickly, "Sit down quickly! There's no rush..."

Click——

Stone hung up the hyperlink.

The mentality has collapsed.

Let’s go now!

He stood up from the wheelchair, returned to the bedroom and packed his bags.

As I walked down the stairs, I met Hermione when I turned the corner.

"Why did you stand up?"

As she spoke, Hermione stepped forward quickly and held Stone's arm:

"Go and rest quickly, your body is not fully recovered yet!"

"..."

Feeling the softness on his arms, Stone's original anger suddenly disappeared by more than half, and he said helplessly:

"No problem, we're going to Egypt as soon as possible."

"No, no, no!" Hermione shook her head like a rattle.

When Stone first fainted, she thought he would wake up in one night at most.

However, due to a misjudgment, this time was extended to one week.

Although she didn't understand alchemy, she could tell that Stone's level had reached the next stage. At this time, she couldn't use her old experience to judge her physical condition. This was the reason why she forced Stone to the bed.

"One more day of rest." Hermione held out a finger, "If we confirm there are no problems tomorrow, we will leave again... Only you can see the Thestral and drive the carriage. If something goes wrong in the sky, we will I can’t replace you.”

Strong refusal, coquettishness, and persuasion with reason. Stone, who was throwing three sets of combination punches, was a little confused. He nodded, "That makes sense. Let's take another day off."

"No alchemy, no reading, no magic practice."

After three chapters of one-sided agreement, Hermione pushed the wheelchair over.

After Stone sat down, she pushed the wheelchair to a place with a faint sunshine, then moved out a chair and sat next to Stone.

"Human eye surveillance?"

"Yes!" Hermione nodded heavily, not leaving Stone for a moment.

"..."

It is very happy to have a girlfriend who cares about you, but you have to pay attention to the extent.

Like Hermione now, Stone felt that she was a little too nervous, making him a little uncomfortable.

This feeling lasted all afternoon.

It wasn't until night that this discomfort changed. Instead of disappearing, it turned into shyness.

"What do you mean? You...want to sleep with me?"

"It's looking at you."

"...?"

You must sleep at night. Who would study secretly at night?

Stone thought, but didn't ask out loud.

Seeing Stone's expression, a blush spread across Hermione's cheeks.

Your motives are not pure, girl.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Stone's lips, "Come on then. In order to take care of the patients, you have to sleep on the sofa, right?"

"Wha, what?"

"Then... let's squeeze in?"

"Okay! Uh...okay~" Hermione pretended to be reserved.

Hermione's behavior was easy to understand, but Stone couldn't quite guess what she was thinking, so she could only analyze it from her own perspective.

First of all, I am a member of the opposite sex, and adolescent men and women are extremely curious about the opposite sex. In addition, I am her boyfriend, so I am an excellent 'observation object', and the close relationship is in line with her moral standards.

......

Of course, these are all rational analyses.

People are emotional animals, and maybe they just have the idea of ​​sleeping in the same bed when their brains get hot. This is possible.

After waiting for Hermione to change into pajamas outside the house, Stone knocked on the door and entered his bedroom.

"You, please change." Hermione blushed and ran out.

Soon, there was a knock on the door, "Are you ready?"

"Right away...Okay, come in."

Click——

The door closed, and Hermione walked in with her head lowered. Without even looking at Stone, she got into the bed and covered her head.

The room was very quiet, with the only sound of the rustling quilt beside me.

He also lay on the bed!

Hermione couldn't help but start to think about Stone's mentality, where he turned sideways, his movements, his hands, whether he would...

oops! ! !

Her face began to heat up at the thought, and she curled up and held her cheeks in her hands.

But when the heat subsided, Hermione began to regret it again.

Just now, she made this request just because her head was hot. Moreover, when Stone was confused, it might be due to pride or other reasons, but she forcefully confirmed the request just now.

Come to think of it, isn't this like...

A sheep ran up to a wolf with its farts and asked, "Do I want to go home with you?"

The sheep that arrive at the wolf's den...can only be eaten, right?

As she thought about it, Hermione began to feel uneasy.

There is a hint of expectation in the uneasiness, and there is also fear and fear in the expectation.

A series of inexplicable emotions lingered in her mind, and she tossed and turned in the bed.

"...Hermione?"

The sound of turning over suddenly stopped, and a trembling voice muffled in the bed came out:

"Ah? Why, what's the matter?"

"sleep."

"Oh--"

The room returned to calm.