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

"I'm so pitiful... I lost my mother when I was just born, my father's whereabouts are still unknown, the teacher just used me, Harry and Ron were really close, and now even you have to leave me." Sisley covered his head in despair. Face, gasping and murmuring.

Hermione listened to what Sisley said became more and more uncomfortable. She turned her head slightly and glanced at Sisley. The next moment, she was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat.

He saw Sisley's whole body boiling with magic power, his wrinkled shirt making a hunting sound, and a gray-white stream of light slowly appeared in his hand. Hermione knew that it was the embodied magic of Shen Feng Wu Ying.

"What are you going to do?" Hermione quickly held Sisley's hand holding Shen Feng Wuying and said nervously.

"I have no worries or relatives in this world now, so why do I stay here? You should also be happy, haven't you always wanted to be the first... It will be realized soon... "As he said this, he waved away Hermione's hand and was about to slash the Shen Feng Wuying onto his neck.

"Don't!" Hermione hurriedly rushed over, knocked Sisley down, straddled Sisley and suppressed Sisley's hands forcefully, and said fiercely: "I didn't abandon you, you are also Harry and Ron. Their best friend, Dumbledore, may have some thoughts, but don’t you remember how good he was to you?”

"And your father and mother, they also treat you as their own child. If you hadn't moved in all the time! And...and your father, didn't you say that your father might have been a misunderstanding back then? Did you say that before? Tell me, your father has been helping you block the curse for so long, how could you just..."

"Just go like this? Die?" Hermione said with red eyes as she sat on Sisley, clutching Sisley's wrist tightly.

Sisley lowered his eyes low, and his long eyelashes made it difficult for Hermione to see the silver eyes clearly. She could only hear a disappointed voice: "I thought you..."

"I'll say it again now! I never would in the past! I won't now! I will never leave you in the future! Never! Did you hear me!" Hermione took a deep breath, and then looked at the man lying on the ground. shouted Sisley.

"Um...really?" Sisley opened his eyes and stared directly at Hermione, asking cautiously.

"Really!" Hermione nodded heavily.

Sisley breathed a sigh of relief, and the magic blade in his hand disappeared, turning into a breeze that made the two of them feel very comfortable.

"Um...I'm sorry, did you just...hurt?" Hermione breathed a sigh of relief when Sisley gave up the idea of ​​self-destruction. Then she got up from Sisley with a red face, and pulled Sisley away again. He pulled it up and said awkwardly.

"It's okay...I'm used to it." Sisley said with a stiff smile.

But in Hermione's eyes, this stiff smile was just a forced smile. After all, Sisley was so thin, so how could it not hurt when he was pushed to the ground?

But even so, Sisley still forced a smile to comfort himself...

"Oh my God...what did I just do?" Hermione screamed in her heart.

"Well...don't be angry..." Sisley said carefully holding Hermione's hand.

"Oh my god, how could I do that! He's just a little sensitive! How could I do that to him!" Hermione looked calm on the face, but there was already a huge wave in her heart.

"I'm not angry, uh uh uh uh... do you want some candy?" Hermione said, taking out a piece of candy and handing it to Sisley.

"Well, eat." Sisley put the candy into his mouth and smiled instantly.

"How sweet." Sisley curled up his lips again and walked back to Gryffindor Tower with Hermione.

"Hey...it's so nice to be young..." Dumbledore, whose figure slowly emerged from the corner, looked at the two people walking away slowly and sighed quietly.

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"Hey... the big crisis has been successfully resolved, yo ho!" After Sisley returned to the dormitory, he looked around and made sure that Harry and Ron were not there. He immediately cheered and jumped on the bed.

After a long time, Sisley sat up in confusion and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.

"Emmmm, it shouldn't be. It's already ten o'clock. What are they two doing outside?" Sisley walked out of the dormitory and came to the empty lounge.

"Where are the people?" Sisley said and returned to the dormitory dejectedly. The necklace on the back of his neck lit up while he was lying on the bed. The next moment he only saw the gray and dark secret room before, and looked at the scattered lights in the castle corridor. The light spot of heat energy twisted and got into one of the pipes.

"Tell me, why do you go out for a night out at night? Are you afraid that the heir of Slytherin can't find you?" came an old and hoarse voice, it was Filch.

"That's why Sisley and Hermione are not in the lounge or the dormitory. I'm afraid something will happen to them, like the heir of Slytherin..." Ron retorted.

"That's not something you should worry about. It's just petrified, not dead." Filch said with a sneer.

"You!" Ron was a little annoyed when he heard Filch say this, and he simply pulled out his wand and gave the squib in front of him a little wizard shock.

"He deserves it. I don't know where a squib like him got the courage to cause trouble for a wizard." Sisley spat out the letter and complained.

"Huh? Wait, what is that sound?" Harry frowned, calmly comforted Ron, and whispered.

"What's the sound? Didn't you hear it?" Ron said doubtfully.

"Hmph! Professor Dumbledore's phoenix Fawkes is calling today. You have to come with me! Go to Professor McGonagall's office!" Filch quickly grabbed Harry and Ron and said fiercely.

"Let go!" Ever since Ron saw Sisley defeating Filch alone, he no longer had the slightest fear of the squib in front of him. He took out his wand and was about to fight him.

When Filch saw Ron taking out his wand, he was instantly frightened and did not dare to move. He quickly let go of his hand. After all, work is work and life is life.

And the little wizard at this age may not have learned enough magic, but just a magnifying spell to enlarge Filch's tongue is enough to suffocate him to death in the corridor.

It can be said that a small housework magic, as long as there are evil thoughts in the heart, the spell to peel potatoes can evolve into [Zhu Yuanzhang's Happy Spell].

Killing a squib couldn't be easier. And Ron was not reckless enough to actually fight Filch. Instead, he released a Quagmire Curse at Filch's feet, then pulled Harry and ran back to Gryffindor Tower.