[Zhongyingmei] My dad is Voldy

"Hermione!"

Damn!

Seeing that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office was close at hand, Anita was stopped by someone.Anita quickly weighed the two options of pretending not to hear and dismissing the person who stopped her, and she chose the latter. Pretending not to see always seems a bit suspicious.Anita put on Hermione's characteristic slightly proud expression, turned around and greeted the visitor, "Harry, Ron, Whatareyouguysupto (what are you going to do?)"

"I'm going to Quidditch practice with Harry, do you want to come?" said Ron.

"No, I still have... a treatise on potions to write."

"I thought you finished writing last night?" Harry frowned suspiciously.

"Yeah." A cold sweat broke out on Anita's back, and she said calmly, "But I didn't write it perfectly last night. I can't hand in such a bad paper."

Ron rolled his eyes, "Hermione, you know that no matter how well you write, the old bat won't give you an O, right? He only gave Prince and Malfoy an O, partial old bat."

"It's Professor Snape." Anita suppressed her anger and said, "And Anita and Draco are really well written." Anita boasted that she didn't blush at all

"Yes, Professor Snape." Ron said grimly, "You always speak well of Prince."

Anita shook her head and rolled her eyes.

Ron changed the subject and said, "Exactly, I haven't written my potion paper yet, so I'll go with you."

"No." Anita resolutely refused. Seeing Harry and Ron's strange eyes, Anita realized that her tone was a little too blunt, and quickly added, "I think you should go to train Quidditch with Harry, Aren't you going to try out for the Quidditch team next year?"

"Yeah." Speaking of this, Ron was a little dejected, "but I don't think I can get in. You know, I usually play pretty well, but once it comes to formal occasions, like trials, I don't know. That's a bad play. And then the Potions paper is due tomorrow, and I'll hand in another paper that 'doesn't make sense,' old Bat"—Ron, under Anita's threatening gaze, changed his words anyway—" Professor Snape will kill me."

"But you can't leave Harry alone to practice Quidditch," said Anita.

Ron scratched his head and said, "That's right."

"Actually, I haven't written my thesis yet." Harry smiled sheepishly, "Let's go and write it together. Quidditch training can be done another day."

How to get rid of Harry and Ron?Why did I talk about writing the thesis just now, saying that it would be fine if I had diarrhea?

Anita was extremely irritable in her heart, and she had to pretend to be very calm on the surface, "You guys should go to practice Quidditch. It suddenly occurred to me that I want to discuss with Anita about DADA, so we can write a thesis together tonight. "

"Isn't Prince imprisoned?" A gloating smile appeared on Ron's face.

So angry, but you have to keep smiling.

Anita gave a smirk and said, "Yeah, so I'm going to meet her in Professor Snape's office. How about you two come with me? After I finished talking with Anita, we happened to be heading to the library to write a thesis .”

"No, see you at dinner." Ron took Harry and ran away quickly.

The prestige of Severus the Great Demon Lord is indeed well-deserved.

After finally dismissing these two people, Anita checked the time and quickly walked to the door of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office.If nothing else happened, Lockhart should still be in class now.Anita tentatively pushed the door, and it swung open. Lockhart hadn't locked it at all.

When the door opened, Anita heard a small "da, da, da" sound in addition to the "creaking" of the door hinges, but the sound died away quickly.Anita frowned, unable to figure out what was making the sound.And now the time is urgent, so Anita didn't care too much.

The walls of Lockhart's office were so crowded with his photographs that there wasn't even a gap.Seeing Anita come in, there are a few photos of Lockhart hiding in a panic, most of them disheveled or with imperfect make-up.The remaining Lockharts kept sculpting, smiling at Anita and showing their white teeth.Books written by Lockhart litter the desks and the floor, along with various fan letters and autographed photos.Anita carefully walked around these things and came to the fireplace, trying not to leave any traces.The fireplace was full of ashes, and as Anita had predicted, it hadn't been used.

"Trouble." Anita muttered.

"What's wrong?" Diary Lord asked.

"The fireplace is full of ashes. If I use it, it will definitely leave marks. No matter how careful I am, it won't help."

"Leave this to me." The Diary Lord said, "You take the diary and go first, and I will stay. After you fly a certain distance, I will automatically follow you because of the restriction that you cannot leave too far away from the main body. This time difference is enough for me to deal with the traces you left behind."

Anita nodded, grabbed a handful of floo powder from her pocket, sprinkled it, and said, "Diagon Alley."

The green flame flashed, and Anita came to Diagon Alley.Anita found a secluded corner and drank the antidote of the compound decoction, and then took out a bottle of aging agent. The aging agent was clear and dark green, but the taste was not much better than the compound decoction, although there was no The presence of any fish, but there is always a strong fishy smell in the mouthfeel of the aging agent.This time, Anita was in a hurry to use it, and Anita didn't have time to improve the taste of the potion.

Anita endured her nausea and drank a few drops, feeling her whole body growing rapidly, as if someone grabbed both ends of her body and pulled them out.Anita bent down in pain, gasping for breath a few times.She could see her hands shedding baby fat quickly and becoming slender, and her chest swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.Because ageing pills work so quickly, it can be uncomfortable to grow rapidly.But things started quickly and ended quickly, and everything stopped after a few seconds.

Anita straightened her waist, and the robe was tightly strung around her body due to her sudden growth, making it difficult for Anita to breathe.Anita uses Polymorph to make those very ill-fitting clothes bigger, and asks the diary: "How do I look?"

Mr. Diary looked at Anita, distracted in a daze.Anita looked nothing like him when she was a child, except for her eyes, and all she seemed to have inherited from Irene was her hair and dimples.But I didn't expect that when Anita grew up, she looked very much like him and Irene.The impact of this young girl growing up in my family is too strong, Mr. Diary thinks that if he has a body, then his eye sockets must be moist at this time.

"Youlookabsolutelystunning! (You look so beautiful!)" the diary muttered.At this moment, in the eyes of Mr. Diary, there is no more beautiful existence than Anita.

However, when he thought that his daughter would be taken away by a wolf cub who didn't know where he came from when he grew up, the diary was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

So the daughter must grow up a little slower, and then a little slower.

Anita took a few steps carefully, adapting to her suddenly grown body.

While walking, Anita suddenly stopped and weighed her chest, pouted her lips in disappointment, and muttered, "What happened to the promised European and American girls when they grow up? I need to ask the house elf to make me more papaya when I go back." Porridge."

"Ahem." The diary gentleman coughed twice in embarrassment to signal Anita's presence.

Anita turned her head back in shock, and found that her father had seen what she had done just now, and even though she had always been thick-skinned, she blushed instantly.

"Cough, do I look seventeen or eighteen?" Anita changed the subject bluntly, "Does it feel like a child stealing an adult's clothes?"

Mr. Diary also tacitly stopped mentioning the previous embarrassment, "It looks like a girl, and it's quite natural."

It's really natural.Mr. Diary thought that Anita was precocious before, but he did not expect that the girl she has become now has no sense of disobedience at all.

That's good, it's not that Anita can't turn into a more mature age.According to the working principle of aging agent, the more you drink, the more you will age, there is no upper limit.A wizard once died from taking too much aging potion by mistake.But even if Anita turns into a woman in her 30s, she won't have that aura, instead she will have flaws.If so, according to Anita's experience in her previous life, she can still pretend.

Anita put on a noble and glamorous expression, and walked outside Diagon Alley.

"Come on, let's go and see who is doing it."

On the other hand, Hermione followed Draco into Severus' office with a feeling of trepidation.Just the aura of Severus sitting at the desk with a cold face approving homework made Hermione feel weak in her legs.What was she thinking at the time?Why did you agree with Anita's so unreliable idea?Hermione wished she could go back to strangling herself foolishly fooled by Anita a few days ago.

But it's too late to regret now.

It may be that she was too nervous but calmed down. Hermione looked very calm, and she didn't show any flaws.It made Draco, who had been nervous all the time, relax a little.

"Good afternoon, Professor Snape." Draco greeted Severus, sat in his seat, opened a book of alchemy and started to study.

Without looking up, Severus said, "Good afternoon."

It seemed that what Anita said was right, Professor Snape was really busy and had no time to pay attention to the two of them.Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, and greeted Severus, "Good afternoon, Professor Snape."