HP Hermione's Phoenix

"—If I win, you will have sex with me."

His voice was not low, Viktor's face turned blue, and his fists were quickly clenched——

Gellert, who was watching from the sidelines, found it very interesting, almost looking like he wanted to applaud.

Hermione looked at him coldly, and said word by word: "Don't make trouble in public. Do you want me to hit you?"

Tom lowered his voice and whispered in her ear, "I'll get excited then--you know. . . well! Stop! Don't do it--"

He dodged her fist helplessly - Hermione looked at him suspiciously, and although she didn't use her real strength, he actually dodged? !Could it be that after merging the knowledge of those [-] books, he still knows how to use fists and kicks...

"Don't make trouble!" She frowned at him, "Have you forgotten what Senior Ravenclaw said about you? Childish, boring—and provocative—"

"Okay." He blinked his deep eyes, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth but with a cold tone, "But I really want to find someone to fight with right now."

"Why? Are you sick?"

"Because I'm in a bad mood today." He stared at her face, and tugged at the tie again with his slender fingers.

Although I can't admit it, that sinister expression combined with the hand pulling the tie is indescribably sexy...

Hermione found it almost impossible to communicate with him.She took a deep breath and emphasized again: "Let me remind you again, don't make trouble—"

Before she finished speaking, Tom suddenly turned around, made a very obscene gesture to Viktorby, and said provocatively, "Will you fight me, black bear?"

Hermione was going crazy, she pulled him aside severely: "Stop it! Tell you not to make trouble!—"

People around have begun to notice this, and they came over with their terminals in hand—Hermione was so angry that she really wanted to slap Tom in the face, but now so many people are watching...

Gellert was still leaning against the big tree with a low smile, Hermione turned her head and stared at the past—but it was irreparable at this time, Viktor stared at this side firmly, and pulled out the hardwood Wand, word for word:

"You will pay for your insult—!"

"Huh?!" Hermione said immediately, "That's not the case—you don't want to fight! Tom! You take back what you said immediately!"

"No." Tom stood there heavily, and quickly took out his lotus branch wand: "This is a duel agreement between wizards, and it has been concluded since the moment I blurted it out. Neither he nor I can go back on our word. One of us must die. -"

"What!?" Hermione grabbed him hard, "You stop right now—"

But Gellert spoke suddenly.He squinted his eyes with a calm expression: "What he said is true. The wizard duel has already begun, and no one can interrupt it. This is the rule."

"No!——" Hermione grabbed him fiercely, and warned with a horrifying expression, "Stop immediately...I know what you're thinking...Do you want to get blood on your hands again? Do you want to fall into the devil again? ? If you kill an innocent person—you want to force me to kill you with my own hands?"

She said it so resolutely, with a hint of fear in her tone—but Tom turned to look at her, grinning.

He stared at her carefully, and said in a low voice: "So you trust my strength so much——"

"Isn't this nonsense?" There was anger in her eyes, "You are considered a majestic generation of demons, and you bully a person who has not yet graduated??? Don't you feel ashamed of yourself?? Why don't you go to Deng Deng if you have the ability? Bullido fights!!!"

Hearing this, Gellert let out a "hey-hey-" next to him, smiled and shook his head again.

"Ha..." Tom heard the words, and his face became more playful: "Don't worry, I don't intend to kill people, I just want to find someone to fight with itchy hands. I will suppress my strength to be on the same level as him—"

"What the hell are you trying to do?!" Hermione looked at him in disbelief.

"Then let's change the agreement." He shrugged and said lightly: "I fought with this big man, if you think my performance in this fight has moved your heart... you can fight with me .”

"Keep your voice down!" Hermione took a deep breath, forced herself not to look at the sound of snapping photos around her, stared at him tightly, and said quickly, "Why are you so full of things like this?"

"Because you really didn't have sex with me..."

"Shut thef Buckup!"

"Okay, okay." He spread his hands and said in an elegant manner: "Then let me put it another way. If you feel moved, then you promise me one thing - not haveonenight, but something else. Right? Violating any morality will not embarrass you."

"..."

"Promise me. And...whether you want to move or not is up to you." He stared deeply at her.

Hermione stared at him closely, her eyes were as sharp as a knife, and her tone was terribly low: "What the hell are you trying to do? I thought you had matured after you fused again—why are you still so childish!"

He frowned, and said in a troubled tone: "Don't you like me younger? I have noticed this pattern... When I was only 16 years old, I felt that you cared more about me... I have always I think you don't like me becoming mature..."

"Don't mess around!"

"Anyway, promise me."

"What the hell do you want to do?!"

He looked at her without blinking, and suddenly put his slender fingers on her shoulders, whispering, with thousands of seductive looks in his eyes: "I want to do something that will make your heart beat."

Hermione was inevitably silent.She raised her head slightly to look at those eyes, and there was a cool breath coming from the palm of his shoulder on her shoulders, those dark eyes were electric and crisp, as if they were suppressing the affectionate waves hitting the shore; those words The voice is so gorgeous and low, with the elegance and nostalgia that cannot be let go...

Although she didn't want to admit it, Hermione was already moved at this moment.

Tom grinned a wider smile.He looked into those brown eyes, and Hermione looked into him, her expression silent, her pupils dilated.

——Human pupils dilate when they see someone they like.

——He was very, very determined, and very, very at ease about it.

The great knowledge of mankind is indeed a precious treasure - thank you Ms. Ravenclaw...

Smiling, he put his hands off Hermione's shoulders, turned and walked over casually, putting away his lotus branch wand.

Krum's expression suddenly tightened.

"Don't be so excited, big star." Tom put his hands in his trouser pockets, tilted his head at him leisurely and said: "I suggest that we change the form of duel--after all, I'm afraid I really don't Be careful, if you are abolished here, fans from all over Europe will come to settle accounts with me..."

Krum smiled instead of anger: "You really think highly of yourself, aren't you afraid—"

However, Tom whistled, untied his tie, and flung his cloak around—his posture was very smooth and handsome, and many onlookers shouted hello—

"Crack!" The black-haired boy snapped his fingers out of thin air, without even using a wand, he chanted, "The broom is coming!"

Krum's expression changed suddenly, but in an instant, a silver Firebolt shot through the air, making bursts of noise——

The onlookers quickly started talking loudly, Hermione frowned, but Gellert held his chin and smiled thoughtfully...

"Senior star player... Look, I call you senior after all. After all, Hogwarts and Durmstrang are brother schools for many years..." Tom stroked the broomstick and said in an evil tone: "How can we How about you hurt your feelings by dueling with your wand in private? How about we compare your best Quidditch?"

Krum looked at him deeply, and was suddenly provoked into laughing, his tone already filled with hatred: "You will pay for your arrogance, brat—"

Tom looked at him with a grin, and said rascally, "Ah...compared with the senior, I'm really a kid—"

Gellert next to him laughed out loud, of course the old devil knew his details: pretending to be tender?What kind of tiger is this guy pretending to be a pig to eat?

"...However, if the senior can't even compare to a brat like me, how will he face tens of millions of fans in the future?"

"Don't use aggressive tactics." Krum's expression was terribly stern, he glanced at him with disdain, and dropped a very domineering sentence: "Competing Quidditch with me? You don't deserve it."

At this time, the crowd of onlookers around has become more and more.A number of people came running over, sliding terminals, including many in Durmstrang uniforms - Krum was soon surrounded by a group of equally tall, sullen students in fur hats, and the situation intensified. In the midst of the tension, the opponent decisively supported Krum, and everyone applauded loudly at this time!

Some of Durmstrang's students pointed at Tom and yelled in an Eastern European accent: "Dare to snatch a woman from the boss? Has your fucking hair grown all over?"

The other party then further roared with laughter.

Hermione's complexion suddenly changed, and her heart was really angry!

Tom didn't look back, but he already felt her emotions—he leaned on his broomstick and looked at Krum deeply: "I just want to ask you a question, do you dare to answer? If you don't even dare to do that, hehe , Could it be that Hassan Mustafa told you that you are not strong enough, with high eyesight and low hands..."

"Shut up!" Everyone in Durmstrang knows that the Golden Globe Award is Klum's heart disease-this time the Golden Globe Award has been won by Ireland's Troy, and it is also the heart disease of the whole school and the whole European continent. Coming up, they all cursed in anger:

"proceed if you can!"

"What the hell does a kid know?"

"Boss Quidditch doesn't need a Hogwarts kid to judge it!"

"Bah! Bald Brit!"

"Hehe! Isn't the Irishman's Golden Globe won by shady things? Mustafa's fatherly love for Troy is like a mountain!"

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--boom!

This statement immediately became a big deal, and everything around it exploded.

Involving this year's Golden Globe Awards, this matter has already caused an uproar on the Internet. Even in the world of adults, the Irish team and Bulgaria almost had an open fight with fans, not to mention that the confrontation at this time is real, Young passionate student fans...

In addition, the other party scolded Hogwarts, and the two schools were already competing openly and secretly. At this time, the young people present were full of blood, and they immediately pointed at each other and cursed back. International war plus international war, including fan war, the situation is on the verge of breaking out...

"Who said you can do it?" A haughty voice said coldly, "Stand up."

The crowd behind suddenly parted.Draco led a group of people over, facing Krum.The crowd surrounded the two of them separately, as if the king faced the king in the black and white camp.

The platinum young master's attire is already very different.They all changed into silver-green team robes, and carried Firebolts in their hands.

Tom couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

"Mr. Viktor Krum." Draco used that protracted, British-style aristocratic tone, crushingly faced the Eastern European from the imposing manner, with a kind of royal family versus barbarian He said in a disdainful tone: "Can I understand that your companion is insulting Hogwarts, insulting the British wizarding community, or because you can't afford to lose, you plan to question the decision of the International Quidditch Federation? If so——I feel It's a pity that someone here has to stand up for the dignity of Hogwarts and the Irish team."

Hermione turned her head, feeling a head-to-toe headache—

She took a deep breath and turned to look at Gellert: "You don't care? This is from your country."

Gellert spread his hands and said, "Isn't this good? What a passionate youth..."

"It's about to get into a group fight and you don't care?!"

"Isn't this very interesting." Gellert grinned, resting his chin in thought, "Well, after so many years, I also want to know how the students from my alma mater compare with the students from Albus... Although I have long been Expelled... Ah, that was the summer when I was expelled. I first met Albus at the age of 16. At that time, his waist was a circle thinner than it is now, and it could be broken if he stretched out his hand..."

Hermione gritted her teeth, ignored the idiot, turned her head and shouted, "Roast chicken!"

"Short oil!" **The little yellow chicken fell from the sky with a smile and landed on her hand: "It's about to start, is it?! Listen to me, master, we can go to the top of the tree to see, the overall perspective hehehe... "

"Shut up!" Hermione couldn't bear it anymore, "Why do you like watching trouble so much?"

"Short oil, what the master said. Didn't they fight for the master? This is a symbol of the master's charm, ╭(╯3╰)╮!"

"Nonsense! At this moment, how can I do it alone?! It's clearly a feud between the two schools, and Quidditch is involved!—" Hermione said with a livid face, "However, at the beginning This fight really started because of me... Because of this, I can't seem to control it, and I can't do it, let alone pretend not to know-but I don't want to make things like this at all! This is not what I want at all If any one of them gets injured and has an accident, it will be me who created a bad fate!"

Gellert glanced at her, and said slowly: "But you can't stop their duel agreement. This is the law of the wizarding world. No one can violate the law, and the final result must be obtained in the competition."

Hermione closed her eyes and circulated her qi for a week. When she opened her eyes again, her eyes were silent: "I understand. I won't interfere with the two of them, but I will do what I have to do."

As she said, she looked up to the sky and released a vast spiritual power—the majestic aura of the Nascent Soul Realm was released, Tom squinted his eyes and looked at the sky that suddenly turned gray—right here, with the big tree as the center, a strong pressure struck Afterwards, apart from the main characters confronting each other in the center, everyone around the audience was shocked.

The crowd, who were at war with swords, suddenly felt a heavy weight hit their hearts, and they were so bored that they couldn't speak—people took a few big steps back unconsciously.The quarrel stopped, but it made both sides a little vigilant and confused, so...

Having said that, the unrelated people waited to step back, and the situation seemed to have eased up a bit, but the protagonists of the duel had already been negotiated.Krum still maintained amazing restraint and calmness, looking at them coldly: "You choose first."

Tom turned his head and looked at the group of people, and smiled unconsciously.He pointed to the crowd and called them one by one: "Draco, Harry, Fred, George, Blaise—and you, Ron."

All the onlookers swept over with their terminals in unison. Ron's expression hadn't recovered for a while under the flashing light: "What...me?"

The youngest Weasley brother pointed at himself in disbelief.

Tom walked up to him and looked at him with a smile: "Yes, it's you. A total of seven people can play Quidditch. You will be the goalkeeper."

The others present were also shocked.However, it was Ron himself who was the most shocked. He pointed at himself in a daze: "I...but I am not a Quidditch player!"

Standing a few feet away, Durmstrang couldn't help laughing at the words——

"No." Tom looked down at him firmly, "Ron, you are very talented. You just didn't make the team. If the Quidditch Cup hadn't been suspended this year, you would have been Gryffindor's new keeper .”

"me……"

"Your second brother Charlie was the king of the Gryffindor team a generation ago. Your twin brothers Fred and George were the best batsmen at Hogwarts for ten years. You were born with Charlie's broken broom Since you were three years old, your father made a Muggle broom into a toy broom for you as a birthday present. When you were four years old, the way you comforted your sister when she cried was to take her to play on the broom. In the first grade, Harry was exceptionally selected as the Golfer, you applaud his good luck; you have envied Harry many things, but you have a very clear understanding of this matter: you know that your position will come after the third grade, you are naturally good at Goalkeepers are not good at finding the ball, even if Harry is the most showy one. Although you adore Krum, a black bear guy, you will buy his movable sculpture at the World Cup; The five-year poster, but it is Ryan, the veteran goalkeeper of Apple's Arrows."

"You...you..." Ron stared at him with wide eyes, "why do you... know this..."

Tom laughed deeply.Under the sun, his voice is full of temptation: "I deduced it, do you believe it? I can see your desire, you have talent, you are born to go to all these things, you just lack a platform to show - come on , Ron! Show your true self!"

Ron opened his eyes wide, and a small invisible fire suddenly ignited in his chest.He clutched his chest tightly, short of breath: "I..."

"Yeah Ron!" Harry came over and looked at him firmly: "I believe in you too. Didn't we play Quidditch together during the summer vacation? You're no worse than Wood—"

"I……"

"I like you too, Ron." Draco looked over with heavy eyes, "Your family has Quidditch blood. Blood can't be wrong."

"Come on." Tom looked at him, his voice seemed to be magical: "Krum is just a student, he is standing here, he just lost the Golden Globe, and those Eastern Europeans can't afford to lose." It has become a joke all over Europe, he is nothing special, even the good girls in Hogwarts look down on him...Come on! I will not let us lose if I die, we also have a trump card like Harry Genius, but even if we lose, everyone will not lose anything. At most, I will kneel down and apologize to him, and if we kill him together—the golden belt of murder and arson, genius is just a stepping stone for us, the Hogwarts academy team tomorrow Let’s start making a name for yourself!”

"Okay!" Ron's blood surged up immediately, he slammed his fist on Tom's chest, and said with complicated eyes: "I won't let you lose! I only know now that Hermione's [In Love] shows It's you...although, I...but that's not the point! It's about Hogwarts, it's everyone's business—whether it's the glory of Hogwarts, or the girls of Hogwarts, we can't lose To outsiders!"

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