【Deha】Is Mrs. Lavender updated today?

(Attention to demining: your friend Miss Xixi will be online soon)

Harry Potter felt like he had the toughest case ever.

Yes, the most difficult, none of them.

Oh, don't get me wrong, it doesn't mean that the murderer is so cunning and the victim suffered some serious and inhumane persecution, nor is it because of the nonsensical attacks and moral kidnappings on him and Auror and the entire Ministry of Magic on the Internet, who are compared to him now The problems he faced were nothing at all, they were just a small cake, and the problem he was trying to solve now was a pot of burnt potion and someone added 50 ounces of nonsense to it.

Harry Potter sighed for countless times at the gift package he received from Hermione Granger last night, and lay on his back on the sofa in the apartment with his face buried in his hands, almost slipping out of the seat and onto the floor.

Just when his upper body was about to lie down on the sofa cushions, the phone on the coffee table vibrated twice inappropriately.He fumbled decadently to unlock the phone, it was a message from Hermione Granger.

[HermioneGranger: Arrive on time in 10 minutes from now, looking forward to it. :)]

"Merlin—no—help—" Harry Potter sighed helplessly, although he knew that no one in the entire wizarding world could save him, not even the resurrection of Professor Dumbledore.

The package on the coffee table was not big, but the contents inside gave him a headache.

A light yellow open collar chiffon bud sleeve top, a pair of pure white shorts, plus a pair of canvas shoes.No matter how you look at it, it is a set of women's clothing that should not appear in the home of a 25-year-old single youth.

Harry Potter admitted that he was gay, very gay, gay with a crush on some gay jerk, but he swore to Merlin that this in no way meant he was a transvestite.

However, he probably had no choice now but to choose to give himself a Transfiguration Charm and put the women's clothing on in shame.

And the cause of all this is estimated to have started three days ago.

***

"Again?" Hermione Granger frowned.

"Yes, again." Harry Potter nodded solemnly.

The girl leaned forward and looked at the computer screen in Harry Potter's office. On it was the No. 3 victim's school intranet connection interface opened through the Ministry of Magic's management background. Harry Potter clicked on the most critical one with the mouse.

[This user is associated with: Hogwarts Underground Doujin Forum. ]

"So it's a crime against forum users." Hermione Granger crossed her arms, "Since this is the case, we may start from the forum."

"Yes, I thought so too." Harry Potter fully agreed.

"I'll help you ask for permission as much as possible. As for what the three victims did in the forum, you have to check Harry yourself."

"no problem."

Hermione Granger pondered for a moment with a sullen face, before speaking again: "Until we find out, try not to disturb the forum. But this weekend's offline activities may be affected."

"Isn't this event well-prepared?" Harry Potter tilted his head and looked at Hermione Granger, who was one of the planners of this forum's offline fan event, "And after all, the murderer has always been killed through refreshments, It should not be done in public."

Hermione Granger looked at Harry Potter with a wry smile and sighed, "I just said that because I started with refreshments. All kinds of pastries and drinks are provided for free throughout the offline activities of the forum."

"If that's the case, it's really troublesome."

Harry Potter also frowned. He leaned on his cheek and thought for a while, then suddenly said, "What if we let a few Aurors in?"

Hermione Granger was taken aback for a moment, she was surprised by the other party's whim, and tentatively hesitated: "Harry, are you going to use this event on the forum as bait?"

"Or it's protection," Harry Potter explained, "and I think in terms of the current form, the forum's offline activities are likely to choose to cancel refreshments and only serve drinks."

Hermione Granger nodded, "Indeed, someone suggested canceling it yesterday, but we haven't reached a final consensus on the planning of the event yet."

"Then I suggest canceling all meals, including drinks," Harry Potter looked at Hermione with a hesitant face and continued, "If the murderer really chooses to attack the event, he must touch the food. But when the organizer cancels If he has lost all food supplies, there is only one way if he wants to commit crimes."

"Contact the victim at the scene." Hermione Granger continued Harry Potter's words. "That's why you suggested putting Aurors into the event?"

"Yes."

"But... Harry," Hermione Granger said hesitantly, frowning, "You have to know that this event is a fan fair." Her implication was that few Aurors would readily accept doing that kind of fan creation "And these works are also illegal from a certain point of view, such as the right of reputation."

"Uh... Indeed." Only then did Harry Potter realize that not everyone could accept those works like him, and most of the Aurors under him should have never been exposed to this kind of fan works.

Hermione Granger helplessly spread her hands, and when Harry Potter fell into deep thought again, her eyes suddenly lit up.She looked up and down at the heavy-faced Harry Potter, and smiled.

Aurors who can accept fan works and are familiar with the forum are far away and close at hand.

"Cough, Harry." Hermione Granger cleared her throat and successfully attracted Harry Potter's attention. She said under the suspicious gaze of the other party, "I have a very suitable candidate for the suggestion you just mentioned."

"Who?" Harry Potter asked eagerly.

Hermione Granger stretched out her finger and tapped Harry Potter, "You."

"...?!" The savior's eyes widened, dumbfounded, "What?! Mione, are you kidding me!"

"Of course not," Hermione Granger laughed lowly, "Don't you realize that you yourself are the best candidate, Sissy?"

"Don't, I'm anonymous. If I show up at the event, I won't blow it up!" Harry Potter couldn't imagine what it would be like if he just appeared in front of those girls. No, absolutely not, then terrible.

"Don't worry about Harry, the Transfiguration Curse." Hermione Granger patiently followed her lead, "Don't the Aurors use the Transfiguration Charm to change their appearance when they go on missions? I remember some people were forced to become women?"

"...that's not the same as Hermione." Harry Potter even cried to show this old friend right away with a bitter face.

"What's the difference? They're all out on missions, aren't they?" Hermione Granger blinked mischievously, "Besides, your ID is fairly well-known in the forums, so even if you sneak in, it won't look out of place. It's simply the best undercover agent." candidate."

"No no Hermione, I have already rejected the invitation to the forum, wouldn't it be appropriate to go out now?" Harry Potter tried to find an excuse for himself, "Besides... besides, don't they all think that the wand is too thin for a girl?"

"It's still the same sentence Harry, Transfiguration Curse, solves everything." Hermione Granger smiled and patted the savior's shoulder with a grim expression, "As for that invitation, let it go, you can completely sneak in as a fellow."

"Can--"

"No, but don't worry, I can prepare the clothes for you, that's the decision."

Harry Potter looked at Hermione Granger with an inexplicably happy face, and lay powerlessly on the desk.

Probably this is the legendary feeling of despair.

***

For this reason, Harry Potter, our famous savior, a 25-year-old young man, had to sneak into the bedroom with a set of clothes full of girlish sweetness at this moment, and held a magic wand to himself from beginning to end. A transfiguration spell, the kind that can change gender.

Sure enough, Hermione Granger arrived at Harry Potter's residence on time. When she stepped out of the fireplace in Harry Potter's apartment, she found that his old friend was not waiting for her in the living room. She tilted her head and yelled in the direction of the bedroom: "Harry?"

However, no one answered.

"Harry? Where are you?" She raised her voice and called Harry Potter again.

This time finally came a voice from the direction of the bedroom, a thin and small voice drifted to Hermione's ears indistinctly.

"Uh... Hermione... I don't think there's anything quite right."

Hermione Granger seemed to hear Harry Potter's voice. There seemed to be something really wrong. She walked towards the direction of the voice with a little worry, and only asked when she was close to the door, "Do you need help..."

Before she finished speaking, she froze at the bedroom door.

Harry Potter inside the door had already changed into the women's outfit that Hermione Granger sent her. Of course Hermione knew that the Savior was more proficient in using spells than any of them, and also knew that the Savior's Transfiguration Charm had been practiced to perfection long ago, but she must What I never expected was——

The effect of this transformation spell is too damn good! ! !

If it wasn't for the fact that she was in Harry Potter's apartment right now, if it wasn't for the young girl in front of her who was wearing the same iconic round-frame glasses as the Savior and had a little bit of lightning scar covered by matted black hair, Hermione Granger would never have believed it. It turned out to be Harry, the sex man, Potter who used the Transfiguration Charm on himself.

The girl in front of him was much taller than her, and seemed to have maintained Harry Potter's original height. Originally, Harry Potter was not a particularly tall type among men, but the same height added to a girl was very eye-catching.Slender and tall, this word is not an exaggeration to describe the person in front of Hermione Granger.

Harry Potter held his forehead, he didn't have the courage to look in the mirror at all, and the two thin summer clothes on his body made him a little at a loss.The pair of shorts that just covered the thighs always made his legs feel chilly, and the presence of the chiffon shirt on his body was almost the same as the air...

Hermione Granger stared at Harry Potter's chest with interest for two seconds, and quickly came to a conclusion: Well, she couldn't expect the other party to make two snow mountains.

She exclaimed happily: "Very nice Harry."

"Don't you think there's something wrong?" Harry Potter had a depressed face. When he first spoke, he was desperate for his current voice. The soft and tender female voice would come out of his own vocal cords one day.

Hermione Granger looked up and down at the woman in front of her.The clothes fit well, the lantern sleeves just covered the uppermost muscles of the arms, the shorts stuck to the slender waist and wrapped the round buttocks, the legs were white and straight and slender, plus this enviable height... If there is anything wrong If so, then it can only be——

Hermione Granger took out her wand and waved her wrist. Harry Potter's black hair was magically lengthened by her, and then tied in a bun behind his head.

Harry Potter raised his hand and touched the back of his head, which looked like a round ball head.

"Okay, let's go." Hermione Granger looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction, and once again swept the overly obvious scar on Harry Potter's forehead, "Oh, I almost forgot about it." The girl pointed at her friend's forehead and cast a charm, Keep that lightning scar hidden.

"Isn't that surprising?" Harry Potter asked uneasily again.

"Trust me Harry, not at all." Hermione happily took Harry Potter's arm, ready to Apparate, before she asked jokingly, "Are we ready to go, Miss Sissy?"

Harry Potter touched the tip of his nose uncomfortably, and heaved a sigh of relief, "Then... let's go."

Tbc