Hogwarts: Don’t panic, Old Deng, I won’t be the Dark Lord

"What do you mean by that look in your eyes?" Hermione said with an increasingly dangerous look.

"No, no! Absolutely not!" Harrow and the two waved their hands quickly.

"Free babysitter? You think so too?" Hermione said with a stiff smile as she watched the two of them surrender and change their goals.

"Am I that kind of person? I may be a bit of a scumbag, a bit of a beast, a bit of a beast, and a bit shameless, but when did I ever treat you as a nanny?" Sisley asked pretending to be surprised.

"Sisley is so cruel, he can say these words." Harry whispered in Ron's ear.

"Hmph..."

After hearing the answer, Hermione's mood improved visibly. In other words, it was not bad at all. It was just a joke at best.

"Sisley, the one you just told me...Ravenclaw is not suitable. Which one do you think is more suitable?" At this time, Harry came over and asked.

"You are asking the right person..." Sisley was interrupted by Hermione just after he said the first sentence.

"Ask the right person? Maybe you have a lot of knowledge or experience." Hermione quietly put her arms around Sisley's shoulders and said quietly.

Sisley looked confused and wanted to give himself a big sinus, but he still pretended to be calm and said: "How is that possible? It's not like you don't know me. I've never been alone with other girls except you!"

At this moment, the Weasley twins walked up to Sisley and placed a gorgeously wrapped gift box in front of Sisley.

"Huh? Are you giving me a gift out of season?" Sisley looked at the twins in confusion and said.

"This is not a gift from us, it is a gift from the Ravenclaw witch named Tracey Gale. When did you know her? You must know that many wizards in our class are chasing her. You are very awesome. , quietly..."

Ron looked at the twins who were still playing with Hermione's fragile nerves, and quickly interrupted: "Didn't you two say that you haven't done your potions homework yet? School has already started and you still haven't made up your homework. Huh?" He said and winked at Gemini wildly.

Only then did the Geminis notice the gloomy expression on Hermione's face, which was holding Sisley's shoulders. They both showed an expression of realization, and then left with a burst of annoyance.

"I told you to wait until Hermione is gone! You must send it now!"

"Is it my fault? When we were in third grade, we still wanted to take off Lockhart's pants. How did I know that their third graders were so precocious!"

"Is it possible that they are not precocious? Are you too naive?"

"Shut up little plum!"

.........

"A witch that many people in Ravenclaw are chasing, huh?"

"Tracy Gelha?"

"Quietly?"

Hermione kept murmuring in Sisley's ear, like the murmur of an ancient god. It was hard to hear clearly, but it could make people hear a burst of fear coming from the depths of their souls.

"Harry, burn this gift! No, throw it into the Black Lake. No, no, no, no, no, no, go give it to Ethan and let him burn it with fire!" Sisley regained consciousness for a moment and said quickly.

Harry had wanted to escape from here for a long time. Hearing what Sisley said, he felt no more psychological burden. He picked up the gift and ran out of the auditorium.

"Stop!" Hermione yelled in Harry's direction.

Harry's body instantly stiffened.

"Come back!" Hermione said quietly.

As if accepting his fate, Harry just walked back.

"Why are you burning the gift that someone finally gave you? Open it and look at it, and you have to give someone a gift in return!" Hermione said through gritted teeth.

"Harry... help!" Sisley said.

Harry was about to take action when Hermione stopped him.

"This is what someone insisted on giving to you. It would be rude to ask Harry to open it. You open it yourself!" Hermione said with a smile.

Sisley seemed to have accepted his fate. He brought the gift box in front of him, punched it hard, and then tore it open with his hands.

Inside the gift box were two gold and red scarves with a folded piece of paper on them.

"That note! Let me take a look!" Hermione stretched out her hand and said.

Sisley handed the card over and kept praying in his heart that Tracy wouldn't say anything bad. Now he really couldn't stand it anymore.

He has to attend more than ten classes during the day, train Xiao Qi at night, and have to take care of Hermione. Occasionally, Dumbledore, that old bee, always sends some damn tasks. Now if this Tracey sends a small card to Heath Let's increase the workload...

But soon Sisley was confused, because not long after Hermione got the card, the hand around his shoulder gradually became gentler, which made Sisley confused.

"Humph...this senior is pretty good..." Hermione said suddenly.

"Huh?" Sisley turned to look at Hermione in confusion.

Hermione smiled and sat back in her chair, handing the card to Sisley.

The moment Sisley took the card, he felt the magic exerted on the card, but he did not speak out, but looked at the words on the card.

[Thank you for saving us during the holidays. I knitted scarves for you and your girlfriend Hermione as a thank you. 】

【Tracy Gal】

"I saved them? I let them go..."

He put the card on the table and began to carefully examine the scarf in the gift box. There was no magic smell, and the wool was extremely pure.

This kind of wool is so clean that it cannot even act as a medium for curses. It is filled with magic power and the eyes carefully scan every corner of the scarf. There is no other energy, such as radioactive substances.

"It's weird. I treated her like that and she gave me a gift. Is there anyone really so mean? Stockholm Syndrome is not as rebellious as her. This is too proactive. This is the Holy Body of Stockholm!" Sisley thought in surprise.

Hermione didn't notice Sisley's strangeness. She had already picked a narrower scarf and tried it around her neck, then put it back into the ring.

"It's very comfortable. You can put it away too." Hermione said with a smile.

"I..." Sisley was at a loss as he held the scarf. It was really Tracy's operation that couldn't stop him. I haven't seen such a mean person in so many years... This is no longer a question of IQ. Well, this is a matter of psychological attributes.

"Okay, okay, I'm not angry anymore. Just put it away. We'll wear this until winter. Remember to give gifts back to others... No, I'll just give them back. Her name is Tracey Gale, right?" Ravenclaw fourth year?"

Sisley nodded, exhaled a deep breath and put away the cards on the table.

"Is this a conspiracy? There's nothing wrong with the scarf, so this is the card?" Sisley thought to himself.