The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

Large English manors will have basements for storing food and sundries, and the manor where the Granger family lives is no exception.

There were only dim yellow lights in the dark and cold underground passage, and Hermione walked slowly deeper.

At the end of the passage, there is a brand new iron door that is incompatible with the slightly shabby surrounding environment. It seems that it was newly installed recently.

You can see a faint black mist lingering around the edge of the iron gate.

The little girl walked forward and saw that the iron door was still closed. She pursed her lips and carefully pressed against the door to listen to what was going on inside.

However, there was no sound inside the iron gate.

"white?"

Her voice was kept very low, as if she was afraid of disturbing Mo Bai.

As soon as her voice came out, the black mist beside the door quickly retracted into the door as if frightened. After a while, Mo Bai's voice came.

"Is it Hermione? Why are you here?"

Hearing Mo Bai's voice, the little girl's nervous expression finally relaxed.

"You've been here for three days. Last month you came out in one day. I'm afraid something will happen to you..."

"Has it been three days?"

Footsteps sounded inside the door, and with a creak, the iron door opened, and a white figure appeared in the darkness.

The dim light from outside shone into the room, and the young man's eyes narrowed. His face seemed a little pale because of being in the dark for a long time.

Hermione looked him up and down carefully, and then curled her lips when she found that he was fine.

"Why are you making yourself like a prisoner and still locked up in the basement? I don't even know if something happens."

Mo Bai touched her head, and Hermione puffed her mouth but did not shake it away.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen to me. I still want to take you on a trip."

"You also know, don't forget, we still have a soul oath between us. If anything happens to you, I will be dead too."

Mo Bai smiled, noncommittal.

He began to change the subject.

"Go and eat, I'm hungry."

"You still know you're hungry!"

Hermione's mouth was fierce, but she directly held his hand and said, "Luckily for you, mother has just finished making breakfast, otherwise you would have to eat Dobby's leftovers."

"Dobby still have any leftovers?"

"..."

In the restaurant, Mo Bai ate elegantly but quickly. Hermione stood beside him and looked at him with her face raised.

"What took you so long this time?"

Mo Bai took a sip of tea and said, "I seem to have found a way to completely control Obscurus."

"Really?"

Hermione's eyes were full of surprise, and she nodded with a white smile.

Since his murder a year ago, Obscurus's outbursts have become more violent every month.

After a year, although he barely controlled Obscurus again, he still could not eliminate this hidden danger.

Until three days ago, he saw the prophetic scene.

It is certain that even in his previous life, he has never been to the room in the prophecy.

But the strange thing was that somehow he felt that he could find that place.

Coupled with the anomaly of Obscurus regarding the prophecy.

He had a bold guess...

The original owner of this body was not completely dead.

He guessed that the original Mo Bai most likely died from the outbreak of Obscurus, but just like that Tom, some of his soul fragments were swallowed by Obscurus.

In fact, it stands to reason that this kind of soul fragment that is like rootless duckweed should dissipate automatically.

But he had heard the old man say before that there was a reason why the soul did not want to dissipate. There must have been a strong obsession that he wanted to complete during his lifetime.

This can also explain why Mo Ran still loses his "little temper" every month.

Therefore, if you want to completely control Obscurus, you must first resolve the obsession of "Mo Bai".

And the solution, the prophecy has given the direction...

"So, what is the method you are talking about?"

Hermione asked eagerly.

"I'm not sure yet. I won't know until we get there. However, our trip may have to take some detours."

"Where are you going?"

Mo Bai evoked a nostalgic smile.

"my hometown."

One day later, Hermione, who was wearing a small British suit, followed Mo Bai on the street and looked at the oriental faces all over the street in surprise.

"Is this your hometown? What is it called, Hong Kong?"

Mo Bai looked at the tall buildings around him.

It's much more prosperous than his hometown...

"That's it."

His home is actually further north.

"But it's so far, and we have to take a plane."

Hermione frowned. She hated flying, whether it was a magic broom or a plane. For her, this feeling of relying on foreign objects to float in the sky always made her feel uneasy.

The two of them just walked forward, and Mo Bai relied on the vague memories and premonitions in his mind to find the direction.

Hermione didn't ask any more questions, trusting Mo Bai unconditionally to take her away.

As the two of them moved forward, the buildings gradually became smaller and older, and the streets became less tidy.

This is obviously an old town.

The people around were not as brightly dressed as they were in the city center just now. The men were squatting on the street to rest in work clothes. When they saw Hermione and Mo Bai, they couldn't help but take a few more glances.

After all, Hermione, who looks foreign and dresses unusually, is usually a foreign tourist.

But tourists don’t come to this kind of old town.

However, when he saw Mo Bai leading Hermione towards an intersection, he suddenly made a sound.

"Hey! Those two young men! They can't go there!"

Seeing the two of them turn around, the man changed his language when he saw Hermione's obvious foreign appearance.

"Uh...there...no...go..."

His hands were still making gestures.

Mo Bai smiled and said, "Uncle, just speak Mandarin, I can understand it."

Hearing fluent standard Mandarin, the uncle realized that this handsome young boy had a Chinese face.

After all, the pretty little girl next to him is so eye-catching.

"I told you earlier," the uncle waved his hand and spoke in Hong Kong.

"Are you here for a trip?"

The two nodded.

"Then why did you come to this remote country? Go to Kowloon. There is everything to eat and play~"

"And how can you let your two little children come out alone? Where are your adults?"

Mo Bai showed a harmless smile.

"We, brother and sister, sneaked out and wanted to see what the surroundings were like."

"Uncle, why can't you go there?"

The uncle looked them over and said, "That's a slum over there. It's full of abandoned and dilapidated houses that no one lives in. There are a lot of bad people living there. Adults will get robbed there, let alone kids like you. There's nothing to do there." Yes, let’s go back~”

Hermione looked at Mo Bai with great curiosity. The two of them communicated in Chinese. The little girl couldn't understand, but she wanted to know what they said.

Mo Bai shook his head at her, "I'll tell you later."

Abandoned dilapidated house? That's right.

"Uncle, thank you."

"I would like to advise you again, don't go there!"

Mo Bai looked at the verbose but kind-hearted uncle and sighed softly.

"Uncle, you can go back and rest, thank you."

There seemed to be whirlpools in the white and black pupils, and the uncle's expression gradually became dull.

"Okay, go back and rest..."