HP Hermione's Phoenix

Hermione sat quietly by the cold spring, looking at his face leaning against the wall of the spring.

Suddenly, those closed eyes opened.

The long, blood-colored eyes stared deeply at her, as if watching her from a distance through a century of time, emotionally surging...

Hermione looked at the awakened demon king, her heart trembled slightly, but her expression remained calm——

However, he spoke first, with a low voice that seemed extremely uncomfortable: "Don't worry... I'm just borrowing his body for a while... In a few minutes, I will be swallowed by him."

His eyes lingered on her. It was an expression of an adult who saw through the world and came to the end, which was completely different from the black-haired boy.

Hermione felt a little uncomfortable when she heard it, and said heavily, "You are all one."

He raised the corner of his mouth in a vicissitudes of life, and smiled slightly.

"It's different." He said hoarsely, "I know it's different...I want to take another look at you."

Hermione felt inexplicably uncomfortable when she heard it, and watched him speak a little slower, and his tone became so low, but she still persisted, word by word, and said nostalgicly: "40 years...the last time I saw you , it was 40 years ago... I am old."

Hermione almost burst into tears.The waves and the setting sun by that strait seemed like yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, it was years later... She turned her head away, suppressed the turbulent thoughts in her heart, and said coldly, "It's your own fault that you have come to where you are today."

"Yes, I know." He closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them nostalgicly, looking at her, but it seemed to be looking at something far away: "Why do people have birth, old age, sickness and death? Leave? I don't understand..."

Hermione faded away after hearing his words, and suddenly turned her head—but the red eyes were no longer visible, and the dark-haired boy's taupe body fell down, sinking deeply into the water—

"Hey!" Hermione immediately jumped into the water to pick him up regardless, "Wake up! Tom wake up! Are you still awake—"

She was in a turmoil until those black eyes opened gently...

The glistening eyes seem to have become deeper than before. It is still the young Feiyang, but many other things have been precipitated...

Leng Leng Lian Xiang swept over again, he suddenly caught her in the water with his backhand, the corner of his mouth raised: "What did he say to you just now?"

Hermione glared at him, "Huh?"

He stared at her and said, "He said, he wants to say a few words to you alone at the end... I agreed. What did you say?"

Hermione raised her eyebrows and said, "You want to ask me? Isn't he you?"

Tom's expression didn't change, he still hugged her tightly, and the cold spring around him made his palms even colder.He said emphatically, "It's different. You know I'm different from him."

Hermione glanced at him, but said nothing.

He sighed, stretched out his hand to gently brush her wet hair, and said quietly: "By the way, it's okay for you to soak in the cold spring, right?"

"...No. Why do you ask?"

"Aren't you practicing a positive technique? Are you a fiery spirit?" He had deep black eyes, and stroked her hair thoughtfully: "I'm afraid you won't feel comfortable staying with me... "

"You even understand this now?" Hermione looked at him suspiciously, "What kind of soul have you fused?"

He shook his head and said casually but with great style: "Do you know what Rowena Ravenclaw did? We have just entered the realm of the crown, and the books on the shelves are all empty... there were originally [-] books in it." Ms. Ravenclaw forced him to read the book."

Hermione couldn't help being taken aback when she heard the words, and then looked him up and down...

Tom laughed heartily, stretched out his hand to pin her hair behind her ears, and said kindly and somewhat complacently: "Now I am not what I used to be, the Chinese book you gave me, I can read the original Chinese version again. "

"Really? Then you can speak Chinese and I'll listen to you?"

He stopped suddenly, leaned against the wall of the spring, and looked at her tenderly.

Hermione didn't move for a moment.They were just soaking in the water like this, the surroundings were quiet, she looked up at his eyes, those eyes were so hot that one couldn't bear to look away but didn't dare to look...

"Follow it back, the road is long and obstructive..." He buried his head and whispered close to her ear, but what he uttered were four pure and mellow voices: "Follow it, it's like—"

— "Stop! Let go!"

Hermione Huo jumped up, splashing—the water was splashing everywhere, she stared at him, took several steps back, stretched her hands behind her back, and buttoned the one-piece corset back...

"So you read [-] books and suddenly learned about underwear?" She stood in the water and looked at him ironically.

Tom spread his hands and looked at her innocently: "Okay, okay..."

Hermione looked at him drippingly, seeing him bare his chest intentionally or unintentionally—she couldn't help frowning, and turned her head to ask: "Is what Rowena Ravenclaw said before true? Are you really Excited because I slapped you?!"

He continued to look at her innocently, shrugged, and said vaguely: "Uh..."

Wow.Wow.

Hermione suddenly crossed the water and walked back to him again, leaning closer—her body wrapped in wet underwear, she looked at him sharply—too close, and for a moment he panicked again ...

Her eyes were sharp, and she raised her hand to slap him in the face - Tom closed his eyes quickly and slammed...

The expected pain and loud noise did not appear.Hermione looked at him in disbelief, and said with some amusement, "Why are you hiding? Do you really think I'll hit you for no reason?"

"...Mmm..." He opened his eyes, and looked at her again with a dreamy and complicated expression, but at this moment, Hermione didn't hesitate anymore, and patted her hand lightly, brushing her pink cheek...

——It’s not heavy, it’s as light as itching…

——It’s as light as a spring breeze stirring people’s hearts...

Hermione stared below the surface of the water, raised her eyebrows, and pointed at him with a black line: "You actually react to such a thing! You are so perverted!"

Tom curled his lips depressedly, but he argued frankly, "No... originally, if you touched me casually, I would just be that..."

Hermione glanced at him, jumped ashore lightly, dripping with cold springs, and said expressionlessly, "I'm going back to the ball."

But just as she took a step, Tom's eyes twitched, staring at those slender ankles, as if he saw the scene of the gorgeous dress on the snow before the ball -

He stretched out his hand obsessively, and pulled her back violently, dragging her whole body back into the pool——

Whoa-!

The water splashed several feet, and he pushed Hermione back against the wall of the fountain, wrapping his arms tightly around her.

"Hey!" Hermione glared at him—but he knew she didn't mean it, and if she really wanted to break free, she could tear this place down right away...

He pressed close to her, buried his head in her chest, it was wet and soft, which made him feel his voice became tired: "Don't go back..."

"The dance is still going on! People will find out we're gone—"

"But!" He hugged her waist lightly and murmured, "I don't want to see you dance with others..."

Hermione looked down at him, raised her eyebrows, and said flatly, "After you patched up a piece of your soul, you've become a lot more frank... That's okay. You have a clear mind, and that's what it should be."

Tom was overjoyed when he heard that, and secretly thought that what I expected was really good, she still likes me to be honest...

Hearing this, he hugged her even tighter, wrapped his arms around her waist, bit her ear and breathed hot air: "I don't want to see you dance with others...no one else...I will feel very uncomfortable...want to eat Get rid of you...don't dance with others, do something with me..."

The corner of her mouth couldn't help twitching: "Let go of your hands first..."

"Don't let go!" He stubbornly rubbed against her and said, "I don't want to let go all my life... Ugh!"

Drenched, Hermione jumped out of the water, glanced at him, brushed her hair and said, "I suggest you clean yourself up first."

With that said, she opened her long legs and Shi Shi ran out.

After a while, Hermione looked at the terminal room on the eighth floor again, feeling slightly startled: This place is actually the same as Rowena Ravenclaw's domain... Yes, this small study room originally revealed a feminine atmosphere. Should have thought of...

She turned her gaze and projected it onto the big screen.The big screen just reflected the hustle and bustle of the dance party. It had only been an hour since they came out. Although the situation had changed several times, the dance party was just in full swing.

Hogwarts crawled out of the wall and looked at her with blinking eyes—she had already changed into a light-colored gauze dress: "Hmm... are you going back to the ball?"

Hermione turned her head and looked at him meaningfully: "No."

"Oh." Hogwarts looked at her happily and blinked ambiguously.

"However, this seems to be a bit of a disservice to my partner..." she murmured, "Where are Harry and Draco? How about everyone else at the ball?"

Hogwarts looked at her slyly: "Everyone else is fine. Harry and Draco have gone back first—Hermione, how much you care about yourself. How are you?"

Hermione shook her head, watching him smile without saying a word.

Hogwarts shrugged, jumped on the chair, took out a small bottle containing beetles, and said, "Okay, okay—on this night when everyone is enjoying themselves, I also did some things to defend the castle. .The defensive facilities you preset for me before finally worked..."

Hermione looked at the vial, and felt a slight movement in her heart——

After a while.

Hermione sat on the armchair, looking at the sheets of parchment in her hand, with black lines all over her head: "This is all... written by this Rita Skeeter this night? She really—"

——"Principal Beauxbaton's Suspected Half-Blood Giant Exposed";

——"Shocking!The Mystery of Headmaster Dumbledore's Rejuvenation: In Love with the German Director";

——"The brave Hermione Granger, caught in a love triangle";

——"Harry Potter, the blond female companion is actually a boy?" !The heir to the Malfoy family turned into a girl? ! "

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Most of the manuscripts are still in the draft stage, but some of them have been accompanied by photos that I don’t know how to take, such as Grindelwald pushing Dumbledore to the wall and kissing, such as Tom holding Hermione’s hand from the oak Escape through the gate...

The more she looked at it, the more she felt ashamed. Although these news were intercepted now, once they were sent out, each one would be a shocking revelation...

"This Rita Skeeter..." She looked at the bottle containing the beetle with a complicated expression. "What a...talent."

The beetle was still lying motionless in the bottle. Judging from the appearance and the fluctuation of magic power, it was impossible to tell that it was actually a person...

"What to do with her?" Hogwarts asked.

Hermione shook her head and sighed: "Animagus is no small matter. With such abilities, he is willing to turn into a beetle just to obtain first-hand information... As a reporter, he is really persistent. , although the article is full of bad things about me, but part of it is the truth... I can't underestimate her now."

She held her forehead with some headaches and said: "That's it... Dumbledore's report and photos were sent to Grindelwald, and everything else was withheld... She... just put it in the bottle first."

At this moment, Tom is dressed neatly, wearing a dark green military uniform, riding boots on his feet, his muscles are clearly outlined, and his expression is serious - if Hermione is here, I am afraid that I suddenly feel that I have seen another Gellert...

But he just squatted in the secret room with a serious expression, clenched his fists, and looked at the little yellow chicken on the ground without blinking.

Roast Chicken rolled his eyes, looked at the two big pots of burning chocolate beside him, and chuckled: "Hehe, these are all for me?"

Tom's expression remained unchanged: "Yes. Please tell me."

Roasted Chicken laughed loudly, narrowed his eyes and glanced at him, nodded and said, "Hee hee...you are an interesting young man, I will not be polite to you, young master!"

"You're welcome, please."

Roast Chicken jumped into the hot chocolate cauldron laughingly, covering his whole body in chocolate color with excitement, until he turned into a chocolate chicken, then he jumped out satisfied, smacking his mouth and saying: "Not bad, very good boy! In fact, this is not a secret at first, since you asked the question sincerely, I will tell you mercifully..."

Tom sat like a soldier in World War II, looking at it with his back straight.

"First, you first want to know who the owner used to be and her real name—" Roasted Chicken shook his head and laughed, "There is no answer to this question."

"Oh?" He was taken aback.

"Because she has forgotten." Roast Chicken jumped into the hot chocolate fondue and said lazily, "She jumped over the transformation pool once, and many details of the past have been forgotten, even her own name."

The black-haired boy was shocked when he heard this, and almost stood up in shock: "What is this... Transformation Pond?"

"This involves the second question." Roast Chicken flapped its wings and chuckled, "Do you want to know who the man Boggart turned into is? Yes, it's my master's former love affair. Heaven is destroyed."

Tom felt a shock in his heart, as expected...

"As my master's current relationship, you must know that it is precisely because of this that she is so decisive in killing your enchanted soul... Hehe, because if you also go down that road, my master can only start again Doubting my own life..."

"What does it mean to be killed by Heavenly Dao?"

"He cultivates the way of cannibalism to prove the Tao." Roasted Chicken said casually, "Everything is born to support people, and people have nothing to repay the sky. They can only kill them! They can only devour them! Everything in the world must be devoured." , I am a demon, my Dao heart is like this, what's wrong with cannibalism and murder? ——Three thousand Dao, this is naturally considered a Dao, but he has such Dao heart, if he is really a big devil It doesn't matter...But in fact, he is not like this deep in his heart. He will doubt himself, he doesn't think he is right, he will actually feel pain when he cannibalizes and kills people... From the perspective of heaven, his desire to eat people is From the point of view of evil demons, his benevolent heart is a demon; his real failure lies in this point, and his original intention is unknown... After that, he never got out of the two evil thoughts, and finally became a demon with one thought. It was reduced to a monster that lost its self-awareness and only knew how to devour it, and was completely destroyed by the Dao of Heaven."

Listening to this frightening past, Tom's heart was turbulent, but he felt a little sad...

——Separating the Horcruxes, I separated several Horcruxes, originally to let go of other thoughts in my heart, but I still couldn't succeed...

——I don't know that my last main soul has crushed memory and emotion to the limit... Do you still remember her?

"Actually, you are quite like him." Roast Chicken suddenly raised his head and glanced at him.

"Is it..." Tom said silently, "Is it... the heart of becoming a demon?"

"The temperament is a bit similar." The roast chicken smiled faintly, and swept its wings over the hot pot water: "Actually, you may also be him."

"What?!" He was startled.

"Do you know what it means to be punished by the Dao of Heaven? It means doing bad things and finally arousing the wrath of all spirits in the depths of the universe... The unprecedented lightning strike almost tore apart the plane, destroying the world and destroying the world. It will turn this person into ashes... In the end, the soul will also disappear, not entering the six realms, not entering reincarnation, and the energy that makes up the body and soul returns to the heaven and the earth, and merges into the origin of the three thousand worlds."

"..."

"So in these three thousand worlds, every flower, every tree, every grass and every stone, any person, any object could be him." Roasted Chicken said, "But it is no longer the original him. The original him, the soul has completely disappeared. Going up to Qiongbi and down to Huangquan, even if you search all over nine hundred and ninety-nine heavens, it is impossible to see it, do you understand what I mean?"

"I...understood..." He opened his mouth with difficulty, his mind was in chaos.

"It was when he became a monster, he still had one last thought before he died, begging my master to do it himself - my master pierced his chest with a point, and then watched him turn into ashes in front of him, that The scene was too tragic, and many monks at the scene were deeply moved and unable to get out of it. On the road of cultivation, I am afraid that it is a heavy heart demon... Others are just fine. My master is in it, but he has to kill this heart demon... ...I have no power to persuade her, I can only watch her resolutely jump into the transformation pool."

Roast Chicken shook his head, and a trace of melancholy flashed in his cynical eyes: "The situation at that time was helpless... helpless! After coming out of the transformation pool, the whole body's cultivation base was rewashed. It was a time of weakness. Few people She can survive the tribulation and thunder; but she just walked out of the transformation pond and it is the thunder of the catastrophe... However, my master's chance has not been broken, and I have lived in this small plane for more than ten years, so that's all... But, do you know? Her jumping into the biochemical pool is actually of little use, such a strong cleansing water, but it didn't wash away the memories in her heart..."

"What?" Having been hit repeatedly tonight, Tom felt that he could no longer be hit, but felt as if his heart had been cut again...

Roasted Chicken shook his head, looked at him with some helplessness, and said solemnly: "Most people who come out of the Huasheng Pond will only become calm-hearted people who don't recognize their relatives, only know how to practice, and have a blank sheet of paper in their hearts. She jumped into Huasheng Shengchi, but she did not forget to seek the Tao wholeheartedly, she did not forget to make an alliance with me in the future, and she did not forget the snow in Shushan and the peach blossoms in Jiangnan... However, she did not remember many details, but she could remember what her brothers and sisters had done What a big deal, but don't remember who they are, and so on... She finally remembered the scene of the man's death, the voice of the man, and part of the entanglement—she still remembered him, but she couldn't remember her own name."