HP Hermione's Phoenix

The California sun seems to never end, and so do the waves.

Amidst the crashing waves, the little yellow chicken happily leaned on the white bench, squatted in front of the shaved ice juice drink and took a deep breath——

"Jiji!" Roast Chicken pushed the sunglasses on the corner of his eyes, flapped his wings in a dignified manner and said, "Shuangshi Xiaoye!"

Hermione leaned back on another bench next to it, wearing a black swimsuit, black sunglasses, her hair was loosely tied, and she also lazily bent her knees, not saying a word, just looking at the ever-changing terminal screen.

"Aww! Flesh flavor, do you have it?" The little yellow chicken suddenly jumped up and shouted at the person in front of him.

Tom was coming from behind with several cups of ice cream, milkshake and fruit tea.He was wearing black wide slippers, his hair was a little curled by the wind, his muscles were restrained and strong, and the toes showed a very sexy shape. At first glance, he seemed to be a fruit ice seller on a California beach——

He ducked under the parasol, put the cups aside, and the roast chicken immediately flapped his wings to encourage him.

"Thank you." Hermione casually took a cup of ice cream, her eyes still down on the terminal.

He stared at her intently.The snow-white thighs and snow-white chest are dazzling, the neck on the collarbone is slightly undulating, looking up all the time, the large sunglasses even cover the expression between the eyebrows, so cool but so hard to move the eyes-the most foul What's more, the swimsuit tie is so complicated, it reveals a large area of ​​skin but has a very strict queen-like aura, the black ribbon extends to below the navel, it is perfect to hold a whip...

"Do you need anything else?" He couldn't help but ask.

"No." Hermione said coolly.She stared at the terminal intently, and kept debugging the new network that had just been set up in North America. Lucius was in the research center of the other party, and at this time he was desperately sending text messages to her——

He couldn't help but looked down at her and said, "I thought we'd go back today."

"Go back after debugging." She dug out a piece of ice cream without turning her eyes, and swallowed the pulp together.

Seagulls flew over their heads, and the black-haired boy suddenly stood up, shrugged, turned and walked away thoughtfully.

"Hee hee!" Roast Chicken rolled his eyes, jumped onto the white bench and said loudly, "Master, you really enjoy it!"

"That is required."

"But there's someone with a better figure than you over there!" the little yellow chicken said loudly.

Giggling Californian babes in hot swimsuits walked the beach behind them in droves.Caucasian girls with tanned skin tones, dripping water on their faces, lying on water cushions...

Hermione stared intently at the screen, frowning.The Yankees strongly demand that the establishment of the network must be led by them-in fact, they are also very experienced, and they hold the control center in their own hands... This is actually a struggle for control. She originally tried to use ordinary Trying to regain control, but seems to be failing...

"Wow!" A large sea wave stirred over, and the roast chicken suddenly whistled.

With a thought in her mind, she raised her head and looked at the sea opposite—the black-haired boy had already taken off his shirt at some point, and was standing on the surfboard in only hot pants, rising and falling with the waves, completely naked, and his eyes were also naked— —

Many girls watching surfing on the beach gave out applause.

"What's going on here? Is Nezha making trouble in the sea?" She leaned on the bench and watched him shuttle through the small tsunami.

Suddenly a big wave rolled in again, and he was suddenly pushed to the top, with his toes on the top of the wave, his arms were shaky, but he opened his arms, and he was extremely leisurely, flowing down the torrent along the big waves——

A few minutes later, amidst the applause by the beach, he came out of the sea barefoot holding a surfboard.Immediately, girls with enchanting figures surrounded her, and they were talking and walking towards here from a distance...

Roasted Chicken flapped its wings and laughed loudly: "Hee hee, master, those surf girls are better than you!"

Hermione snorted disdainfully, and her hand speed suddenly accelerated.

The black-haired boy wiped the water from his face calmly, walked over barefoot, propped up the surfboard and blinked and said, "Do you want to go into the water?"

"No." Hermione refused.

"Very interesting."

"Play alone for a while." She didn't take off her sunglasses at all, and said quickly without turning her head.

"Okay." He shrugged, turned his head and ran away quickly.

"Ah—Master, I'm hungry! Gu~~(╯﹏╰)b..." Roast Chicken leaned next to her, looked at Tom's back, and began to roll.

"No chocolate in ice cream." Hermione quickly moved the fruit cup to the other side.

"Cruel! Cruel! Ruthless! Unreasonable trouble!" Roasted Chicken choked.

But Hermione ignored it completely.She took a deep breath, pressed her hands to the screen, and split into two divine thoughts—the vortex of the magic circle flowed rapidly in an instant, and countless information converged and exploded on the huge network across the United States—convergence...

She took a deep breath, let go of the terminal, sat up without changing her expression, and looked back at the center of the beach in the distance.

In the center of Haitao, where many people are watching, a beach football battle is unfolding.The black-haired boy looks particularly conspicuous, because his body is not tanned at all, but his expression is very attractive, and the corners of his mouth are very cool. He is not inferior to the tall and burly Americans next to him.

Many beauties in swimsuits screamed around the arena.After looking at it for a while, she turned her gaze back, closed her eyes, and followed the information flow of that divine sense into the information center in Chicago...

--Do not!Her heart suddenly moved, the one in Chicago is not the main control information center...

——What Yankee showed them was fake, the real information center is in New York...

Her expression remained unchanged, and the spiritual thoughts in her head were slowly drawn, and as a large amount of information converged and poured into the host control room at a deeper level... Unpredictable, and neither can the other party, the divine thoughts in the state of transformation cannot be captured...

But she still felt the warning lights in the other party's control room suddenly sounded.Huge energy fluctuations can be captured, this energy change is so unusual, Americans are still very smart after all...

"Hello." At some point, Tom came back again.He stared at her without turning his eyes: "Is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing." She said softly, "I want to sleep."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and lay flat on the bench, motionless.

The black-haired boy said helplessly: "This can't be done... lie down and sleep..."

He spread out the beach mat, stretched out his hand and gently hugged her down, and put her on the soft mat.

Wow.Wow.The sound of the waves around me came one after another.

Hermione simply took off her sunglasses and lay face down on the cushion, refusing to turn around.

"Okay...okay..." he whispered to her, "need some sun?"

"Um……"

He immediately moved the big parasol back a few steps and whispered, "Do you need sunscreen?"

"Hmm..." Under the dazzling sun, she lazily hummed as if from the bottom of her heart...

The mighty spiritual thoughts quickly traveled thousands of miles away, and her Dharma real body turned into a stream of light, rushing into the underground passage of the New York control room-but behind the countless programs and countless information torrents, it was not a spirit or an artificial life, but It is a distant cosmic divine idea...

"Where is the person from?!" Hermione's true self was holding the Fengming Sword, with piercing eyes, standing in the center of countless information streams, shining brightly.

"¤≯≒〒～﹐§..." In the dark, the host responded to her with an inexplicable message.

Her eyes suddenly tightened, and she shouted: "Who?! Why didn't you show up?!"

The other party's message is so cold and distant, and there is no trace of emotion.During the short information conversion, a series of completely unfamiliar characters appeared in the host computer: "〒∷∝⊙∵≒≡∏∮∩∴︰§〃≌≒≡∏∮∝⊙∵≒≌...∫／∠⌒∨≒≒ ∨∽∈¤¤…”

She snorted coldly, and the vast spiritual power pressed down heavily with the force of the sword field, chopping off those inexplicable characters forcefully!

"People from outside the region intend to control America, why don't you show up as soon as possible?" With a cold tone, she clenched her long sword tightly and said word by word.

As soon as the voice fell, the situation suddenly changed!

The host was full of brilliance in an instant, and the surrounding information was accelerating at a vector speed, but in an instant, she raised her head, and saw a face suddenly appeared in the void of the information flow...

That face is not like an ordinary demon, its whole body is silvery, and its eyes are huge symmetrical ovals, looking at her from the void of the universe with black holes...

"⊙∵⊙..." The other party made a strange voice, and the black eyes looked over unchanged...

--boom!

At this moment, hundreds of miles away, in the Chicago control center, Lucius' heart suddenly beat wildly—at this moment, all the researchers were stunned, and the indoor alarm sounded loudly——

"Not good!" Someone yelled, and the experts frantically tried to debug, but the warning lights became brighter and brighter——

The cunning Malfoy Patriarch immediately came back to his senses, waved his hand and led his cool men in black to run out one after another—sure enough, within a few moments, the control host [-] meters behind made a huge explosion——

—Boom!

——Lucius, who quickly took out his broomstick and flew out with the billowing air, flew past the flaming ruins behind him, still vaguely wondering if this is a pure man who never looks back at the explosion...

Thousands of miles away, Hermione suddenly opened her eyes and sat up.

Tom's eyes were dumbfounded immediately—he just quietly unbuttoned her swimsuit just now, and the sunscreen on his hand hadn't caught up with it... He immediately said quickly and guiltyly: "Uh...it's okay, I let it go Confusion, no one here will see—"

Hermione waved her hand and immediately tied up her swimsuit.She simply turned her head and looked at him coldly: "Jack! Do you know what the America you like is like?"

"Uh...?" He stared dazedly at her chest.

Suddenly she felt angry, pulled him down abruptly, and slapped his face unhappily: "A country controlled by aliens!"

"What?" He turned over and pressed against her forehead, rubbing against her with a confused expression...

She stared at him in a very bad mood, frowning tightly, and bit his neck.

With a low growl, he kissed her long and long along her leg, licking all the way to the center of the black ribbon—

"Jack!" she yelled angrily, "Aliens are going to take over your hometown, and we're still basking in the sun!"

"Who knew?" he said casually. "Hasn't there always been aliens in America?"

"Huh?" She sat up abruptly and stared at him.

"I saw one 20 years ago." He was as calm as if he was describing the weather, his eyes still rolled charmingly in his temples: "In the wizard bar in Chicago, the other party was very shy and friendly..."

"What?!" Hermione looked at him unacceptably.

He casually embraced her, and with the other hand, he took off all the sunscreen on her smooth chest, and slid all the way into the tight silk trousers like a sadistic queen, lazily and in a weak tone. Said: "It's an alien. I have been squatting in the corner, watching a few werewolves punching wine. He can't speak our words. I and another vampire baron from Ethiopia bought him a drink. The vampire's eyes Blind, always thought he was a special leprechaun from America."

As he said, he quickly flipped open her thin swimsuit pants, and the waves surged in an instant, and he was happy...

"Uh..." He licked his lips and looked up at her like a wolf: "Should we continue to talk about aliens? When doing this kind of thing..."

Hermione was expressionless, and slapped him lightly and inscrutably——

"Okay!" He looked at her excitedly, picked her up, and brought her down quickly in her favorite position...

"Are you too anxious?" He said, licking her ear gently, "Do you hate aliens? I think they're not bad..."

"I hate you." She bit him hard again, her tone was cold: "Why do you Americans like aliens so much?"

"Uh……"

He stared at her with deep black eyes, slowly pushed her down on the cushion, and moved more excitedly and crazily—he moved his lips together, but this time she refused him to kiss her lips for the first time, scratching Watching his hair move down expressionlessly... He saw her indifferent and serious face and such a proactive attitude. This time was different from the past, but it made people feel more excited...

The waves are still rushing.The open-air sunshine is never-ending. Ordinary people on the beach are still basking in the sun in the distance, walking around in front of the shaved ice stalls, but they can't see this place, which is isolated from the world and so close to the world. It makes people feel promiscuous...

She suddenly turned over and rode up. From a distance or from this position, she was still in a neat swimsuit. The black ribbon controlled the protruding point, which seemed so mysterious that she couldn't peel it off. She was clearly doing the most exciting thing, but it made her People think she is so strict, so noble and untouchable...

He was overwhelmed by that violently contradictory passion.She has always controlled his nerves, fighting to the death, having fun but not being able to enjoy it...

"Hmm..." He panted loudly, looked at her in a daze, and rubbed past her like a small animal: "Let me..."

"No." She suddenly pushed him away indifferently, turned over and sat on the white bench, and looked down at him.

"But I... haven't... Then what should I do now?" He felt uncomfortable all over, his eyes were watery like a child's, and he held her hand...

"Carryoutatrolledexplosion. (Carry out a controlled self-explosion)" She hugged her arms, raised her legs high, and only pointed the backs of her feet at him.

"Oh...fuxx..." He looked down at her, his eyes were dark and his voice was hoarse: "You are torturing me..."

"Don't you like it very much?"

"Damnit!" When he raised his head, his eyes looked straight again - she found a horsewhip out of nowhere, still expressionless, domineering but beautiful like a goddess of revenge, violently waving the air ——

- Whoops!

——Clatter...

The sound of sea waves and the violent sound of breaking through the air shook his heart at the same time, his breathing suddenly became short of breath, and at the same time he found himself getting hotter uncontrollably...

"Okay...you insisted on me..." He looked up at her with confused eyes, his Adam's apple was throbbing, he pinched himself with his hands, and resigned himself to his fate, humiliated and excited...

"Crack!" She waved her hand and whipped the ground hard, looking at him through the sunglasses with a heavy tone, "What did you do while I was sleeping?"

"I just untied your swimsuit..."

"Snapped!"

"...well, I touched your leg, the inside..."

"Crack! What did you do before this?"

He suddenly stopped talking, just looked at her whip, his eyes changed with a look of thirst...

She glanced at him coldly: "You want me to hit you?"

He didn't speak, and his Adam's apple rolled again...

"You're dreaming. Be normal for me!" As she said this, she suddenly put away the whip.

"Eon..." He suddenly looked at her angrily, "Could it be that you are angry when I chat with a girl with bigger breasts than you?"

As he said so, he let out a long sigh of relief, watching the cloudy liquid fall on the beach...

After a controllable self-explosion, he suddenly became clear-headed and his IQ was much higher, at least back to normal.

He looked up and observed her pupils keenly—the brown pupils were still so indifferent, with a serious expression... But he suddenly slapped his thigh excitedly: "OhFUxx!!! You are really angry because of this!!!"

That expression was so shameless and cheap that Hermione was so angry that she couldn't hold back the thought of raising her hand to slap him again...

"Don't be angry..." He approached with a grin, quickly pulled her legs away with his slender fingers, buried them deeply, and kissed her snow-white skin all the way to the black, tightly wet fabric—"Other women dare not Hit me……"

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, pushed the wet cloth away, and inserted his tongue deeply.

Hermione's breath fluctuated slightly, her toes trembled slightly, and she narrowed her eyes deeply——

He couldn't wait, his brain became confused again, and he pulled her down suddenly—this time the movement was too big, the whole parasol fell down, covering them in a small space—

Wow.Wow.Wow.clap clap.The waves are beating against the parasol, and behind the parasol are the lively crowds on the beach. Those voices are close in front of your eyes, vague but clear, reduced to the background music of skin-to-skin entanglement in this small space...

"Once upon a time, there was a girl named Hermione Granger... the light of my life, the fire of my desire, my sin, my soul... (Note 1)" He suddenly began to recite frantically Poetry, reciting while burying her head in her chest, rampaging...

"Don't read this! Pervert!" She pinched him, and at the same time turned her head comfortably, and moaned softly...

"It's not for me!" said the Ravenclaw-guided soul in disagreement. "There are tens of thousands of poems in my head now! It just happens to be that one!—Over there What light is that light in the window? That's the east, and Juliet is the sun!—Then I'll obey you, and you'll just teach me to be a man, and I'll be baptized anew, and I'll be named again; from now on, never Romeo! Never call Voldemort again (Note 2)—"

"Shut up... um... um... too loud!"

He stopped suddenly, endured the crazy pleasure of a blank mind and an explosion, curled his fingers into her wild brown hair, and murmured: "Aren't you moved?"

She opened her eyes and, under the claustrophobic parasol, gave him a sombre glance.

"That's all my sincerity..." He said lowly against her forehead, "As long as you are willing...because of you...I am willing to redefine my name...you let me be rebaptized...Okay, okay Well, when will you show a little out of control expression?"

He looked at her dissatisfied, and finally pinched Xuebai's chest involuntarily...

She looked at him with a nasty expression, and suddenly laughed happily, her body stretched out lazily, her long brown hair lay wildly on her snow-white skin, she was instantly charming, she was simply Marie Antoinette Reincarnation—that expression is so helpless to him, he hates it in his heart, but he is very obsessed with this expression that he cannot control...

Finally, she lightly pinched him, and he let out a low snort, and erupted in resentment—the soul was like surfing in a small tsunami, the pleasure swept to the peak along with the waves, and the brain went blank again for an instant...

After finishing the work, Hermione stood up briskly, put on a beach coat for herself, put on sunglasses, and at the same time took the terminal on one side, her voice was relaxed, completely different from the upset just now: "We are going back, Lu Xiu There was an explosion over there—”

Tom looked at her with some depression, as if he had returned to the age of 16 in an instant: "Is that the end?"

"Yes. What else do you want?"

“This beach vacation trip was not good at all!”

"Chicken! Come back!—" she yelled, turning her head away. "Do you think we're really on vacation?"

The roast chicken jumped back flapping its wings from a distance, and said with a grinning expression: "Short oil—you guys are finally done? It's actually in public! What a moral!"

Tom frowned and stared at her recklessly: "Why are you so unhappy? I have been tortured by you like this, and I used Shakespeare to express my love in the vortex explosion resonance of high-speed water molecules. You are not moved at all?"

He stopped in front of her, with dark eyes and a gloomy expression—but he looked very good-looking this way, with a tall and tall body, a restrained face, such deep eyes, and the chaotic atmosphere of forcing himself to abstinence after indulgence, mixed with sunlight, The sea waves and the cool lotus fragrance——Hermione's mouth curled up slightly when she looked through the sunglasses, her chest was like dokidoki...

The little yellow chicken looked left and right, flapped its wings, and whistled.

She finally took off her sunglasses, her eyes filled with unfathomable affection and evil.She stretched out her hand and stroked his chest lightly, making his eyes darker and his Adam's apple twitching...

"Because of you..." she said lightly, "Because you'reanidolt."

"Huh?" Tom immediately got angry, followed her all the way across the beach, and said without restraint and fast: "You can insult my character, but you can't insult my intelligence! According to the latest questionnaire test, My IQ is 200! I am the man who once controlled the whole of Britain! I can deduce what those people have done and wanted to do at a glance! Especially that Krum, you know he has slept with three female fans Do you know that he actually doesn't like you, but wants to sleep with you?!"

"Shutup! Why are you mentioning him!"

"Damn! I'm telling the truth!"

"Oh my god!" Roasted Chicken interjected, "I've lived for thousands of years, this is the most boring quarrel I've ever seen!"

Hermione turned around, looked at him angrily and sharply, and said coldly, "Bringing up old scores...well, you're smart..."

She folded her arms, looked at him expressionlessly and raised her eyebrows: "Dare you say, can you see what I'm thinking now?"

Tom watched her in the sun.Across the crowd of people coming and going, seagulls are flying on the beach, someone is whistling, and throwing snacks at them—wow—wow——the sound of the waves, her brows are cold and stubborn, that kind of girl Sensuality and fierce queen feeling, both make people want to embrace and feel untouchable, making his heart overflow with moisture in an instant...

He suddenly blinked his dark eyes, and said in a low voice, "You want to do it again."

"What?!"

"You want to do it again with me." He put his arms around her shoulders, and said obsessively and firmly: "You are irritable, dissatisfied, and your breathing is not stable. It may be that aliens have influenced you-although I don't know how they are. Shyness, how did you mess with it - you want to blow off steam, not enough, not enough, we can go back to the hotel ocean view room, do it again in the bathroom, or on the balcony, the sun is going down, The evening wind is blowing, and I can feel the feeling of falling while doing it... ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

His eyes suddenly widened, his lips were completely blocked, and a huge, frighteningly icy thing was squeezed into his mouth——

Hermione raised her hand and picked up the biggest shaved ice from the next shaving ice stand and stuffed it into his mouth, then turned and left angrily.The little yellow chicken blinked and followed her away with flapping wings——the beach muscular owner of the shaved ice shop stared at him with wide eyes, showing a standard American smile...

He had to stop, took out the shaved ice from his mouth, and started digging out his pockets...

--What the hell!The little black-haired devil's expression froze as soon as he stretched his hand into his pocket...

——The money is not in this pocket!No, it's swimming trunks, no pockets at all...

The author has something to say: Note 1: From the famous abnormal emotional novel "Lolita", that is, the originator of loli control, the protagonist starts with this crazy emotional confession.

Note 2: From Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet", slightly changed by Tom according to the scene.