HP Hermione's Phoenix

Gellert Grindelwald was wearing a long black windbreaker, a gray deerstalker hat, and long riding boots. Standing on the steps, he was so handsome that he was messed up in the wind.With that ambiguous and slightly wretched expression on his face, he held the terminal and looked at them:

"Well, well, look who this is... the Queen of Gryffindor, the best guy of Slytherin, the latest status is, in love."

He looked at Tom playfully: "Good job!"

The black-haired little devil respectfully replied: "You too."

Hermione raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "Have you changed your look? If it wasn't for the terminal positioning, I would have thought I had gone the wrong way, and walked to Sherlock Holmes' Baker Street instead of Hogwarts."

"You know... wouldn't it be nice to try out your Brits' favorite style? For well-known reasons—" He had that "I had a blast last night" look again...

"..." Hermione quickly interrupted what he was going to say about his affection, "What's the matter with the bridge of your nose?"

Tom stared at the senior Demon King without blinking.On that domineering, invincible and affectionate Greek-style handsome face, extending from the bridge of the nose down to the right side of the cheek, there are actually several sideways stickers—no, he believes that he has misread it, it is actually in color, Still a cartoon hellokitty pattern...

"This, a kind of Muggle Band-Aid." He touched his face triumphantly, "A daily disposable medical gauze for wound recovery, which can be pasted on the skin... Muggles are really smart, always There are so many special ideas...and this one was invented by the Japanese, oh, the Japanese who always like cute things...you know, I went to Japan once in World War II, and they must eat that A kind of very small and cute dumpling, and compare the patterns on each other's bento boxes..."

"I can see it." Hermione squinted at him, "You can heal this little injury with your fingers."

"What's the matter with the bridge of your nose than that?" asked Tom cautiously.

"Good question!" Gellert snapped his fingers, touched his nose, and showed a sincerely pleased expression: "Ah...it was from Albus."

Hermione immediately turned to look at Tom.

Tom quickly spread his hands-they exchanged countless messages in their minds in a glance-what?Does he also like to be abused!You demon kings are so perverted! ——None of my business, hey...

"...Anyway, welcome back." The old devil withdrew his thoughts, spread his hands and smiled at them: "It's already the time for spring to bloom, and the third project is about to start. Important warriors must not be missing—"

"What do you want us to do?" Hermione looked at him suspiciously.

"Are you going back to Albus's for vacation?" Gellert looked at her with a smirk, blinked, and took the little black-haired devil with one hand: "Tom can find a place to chat with me—"

"Huh?" Hermione looked at their backs, "Why are you in such a hurry to ask me to see Dumbledore?"

"Because he doesn't want to see me!" The old devil said loudly regretfully and triumphantly.

"Hermione, welcome back!" In the corridor, Hogwarts ran over excitedly and rushed into her arms.

"Haha...you look more mature now than before."

"Yes, but I haven't decided whether it will be a male castle or a female castle." Hogwarts took small steps and winked at her, putting his finger on his lips: "In love—I see it! Congratulations You Hermione! It must have been a fun trip to America!!!”

"Thank you." She smiled slightly, and then sighed: "It's a pity that the situation in the United States is a bit complicated, and the terminal network has not been successfully set up after all..."

"It's okay! You can solve it slowly in the future! I believe you will find a way!"

"I hope so... nothing happened at school this month? Are Harry and the others all right?"

"Everyone is very good! Now the three schools have become very fond of playing Quidditch in private. Ludo is very happy to guide them every time...Harry is all well! Everyone is curious about where you are going Alright...but that's not the point! The point is what happened to Albus!" Castle jumped up.

"What?" Hermione paused.It was almost at the door of the headmaster's office, but she really didn't like Dumbledore very much, and she was very reluctant to see him—

But the castle pushed her, while blinking ambiguously: "Go in! You'll know soon - Severus has already gone in first!"

As if she had a vague premonition in her heart, she walked into the shining silver principal's office.

The furnishings here seem to have changed a lot.The large and small silver decorations that were originally spread out on the long table were somehow pushed to a corner, leaving a large space on the huge long table, with long quills scattered here and there... If Tom or Roy at all Now that Na is standing here, they can immediately observe the unusual color stain on the corner of the table keenly, and deduce the taboo things that happened on this long table...

But Hermione just glanced at it slightly, and turned her gaze to Dumbledore sitting at the table.At this time, his face was expressionless, no, it would be better to say that his face was ashen...

Snape was still dressed in a black robe, and his imposing manner was rarely gloomy but hesitant. He only glanced at Hermione before continuing to ask, "Sir...what's the matter with you?"

Dumbledore looked sullen as if he was about to explode.His eyes seemed to be shining black light.

"As I said, Severus, I don't have any problems." He looked at Hermione coldly. "So you're back at school, Miss Granger. I think we can talk about that again." thing-"

Hermione frowned sharply.She suddenly looked up at the portraits of past principals on the wall. The portraits all had different expressions, showing various helpless expressions towards her...

"I think we made that very clear," she said.

"But I think it's unwise to let you go away from the school under the current circumstances." Dumbledore spoke very fast, and stared at her with manic and angry eyes: "You and Tom! You all promised!"

"Yeah, we haven't done anything that betrayed our original intention." Hermione looked at him calmly.

"This time is inappropriate!" Dumbledore suddenly stood up, slapped the table and roared, "He's coming back soon! Severus, show your arm!"

Snape's expression was blank, he had never seen Dumbledore get so angry...

"Show your arms!" The stern headmaster glared at him sharply.

The black-robed Snake King then raised his hands paralyzed—the sleeves slid down, and the black Shamat skull appeared in the air...

"Did you see that, Miss Granger!" snapped Dumbledore, "at this hour! The prophecy has begun to turn, and he will return when the Triwizard Tournament is over! I don't think it is wise for you to travel at this time of!"

"I think……"

"I used to think that you were rational and always stood on the side you should be on, even though we have different views on the choice of the road..." The headmaster looked at her with a serious expression and growled, with that kind of trembling in the corner of his mouth British nervous twitching, with a strong Scottish accent: "Se! But you can also be manipulated - yes, I should have known, Tom has been manipulating people since his school days, and he manipulated You, Hermione—that, se!"

"Thatis notse." Hermione stared at him calmly, her tone as calm as Caesar passing over a black lake: "Thatis love. We are in love. That's something the headmaster admires."

After she spoke, the principal's room was almost silent for three seconds.Even the portraits on the wall were stunned...

Snape's expression was still paralyzed, but his eyes widened without hesitation. He turned his head and looked at Hermione like the first time he met...

Three seconds later, Dumbledore smiled instead of anger, narrowed his eyes deeply, and said in a cold tone: "It seems that I want to re-examine you—you—"

"Tom promised he would keep his head, and the principal promised to give him a chance. Now the principal wants to break the contract?"

"That's based on some kind of cooperation!" Dumbledore clenched his fist unconsciously, and suddenly took a big step forward uncontrollably, glaring at her angrily: "You—you..."

Hermione squinted at him, and said in a seductive tone: "The principal's cooperation with Gellert Grindelwald was decided by himself. Could it be that the principal is planning to deny himself now?"

Snape stared at her with wide eyes, and she turned her head to look at him - and then Snape's mind froze again...Suddenly felt that his brain was not enough...

— because... because Hermione actually made a face at him...

——What is this unfolding...

Dumbledore was really angry. In the past 50 years, he has been able to distinguish between right and wrong. He has never been so out of control in his life!At this time, countless thoughts surged up in his chest, and countless roars were crazily sprayed out of his throat at the same time, every inch of cell and every hair was shouting yes, I don't trust him now!Because—because he's a bastard!big bastard-

He clenched his fists, took another step forward, pointed at Hermione tremblingly, and was about to blurt out a flood of accusations...

--"vomit……!!!!!"

The next second, Snape immediately went up to meet him, and helped Dumbledore up in shock and fear: "Principal! Sir! What's wrong with you?! You—"

"I've said it many times, I don't have any—vomit...!" As soon as Dumbledore raised his head, he fell down in pain and vomited blackly...

Snape's brain exploded, and he immediately thought to himself, what if Dumbledore finished my revenge (sacrifice) revenge (sacrifice) just like this?He hurriedly said nervously: "You...you must have something wrong! I'll call Bobby right away—"

"NO! DON'T CALL! Sev- GH!!!!!!"

Snape's entire arm went stiff.Dumbledore grabbed his arm in confusion and vomited all over him...

In the chaos, Fox was whining beside him, and the portraits were whispering to each other and shaking their heads...Only Hermione stood there with her arms folded, her expression still calm, and her tone still cold and calm: "I understand. The time you said is wrong, not because you think it's wrong time for me to take Tom to ask for leave, but because you..."

"Nonsense!" Dumbledore raised his head angrily, then lowered his head and retched uncontrollably...

Snape looked at her suspiciously, his expression became thoughtful...

Hermione crossed her arms and said quietly: "It seems that the original plan will not be changed. You were just venting."

Snape looked at her hesitantly: "What's going on..."

Dumbledore gasped, clutching his arm tremblingly, his eyes that seemed eternally calm revealed all kinds of frenzy he had never seen before: "Don't talk! Severus, you get out—"

"The timing is wrong, your timing is wrong." Hermione's voice was as cold and sweet as ever, and there was a kind of relaxed pleasure: "Congratulations. It turns out that you are pregnant..."