Devil Dao Tour Of Hogwarts

Hermione lowered her head and stared at own fingers.

On her slender fingers, she was wearing a delicate ring, a ring that Bell had just put on her by himself.

‘Bell put a ring on me... Bell put a ring on me...’

Hermione's mind was blank, and only this sentence was left in the ‘single cycle’.

"Hermione?"

Seeing Hermione, who didn't know why it was down again, Bell stretched out his hand and shook it before her eyes, but to no avail.

Inexplicably, Bell felt a little guilty.

He was really taken aback by the little witch's performance today. I don't know what Hermione is planning to make?

After some time, Hermione finally recovered.

First she jumped up like an electric shock and moved away from Bell. Then his eyes were erratic, just refusing to look directly at Bell.

"That... by the way! Bell, I suddenly remembered that I had clothes and forgot to collect them! Sorry, I must go back to collect the clothes immediately! Goodbye!"

After speaking, Hermione turned around and sprinted towards Hogwarts Castle.

"..."

Seeing Hermione Yiqi Juechen's back, Bell scratched his head suspiciously.

Isn't the clothes of the little wizards all cleaned by the house elves? Did Hermione wash the clothes by herself?

You deserve to be from a Muggle family, so hardworking!

At this point, the wizards are completely incapable. At least Bell himself was spoiled by magic, and he almost forgot how to wash clothes by hand.

But having said that, it seems that Hermione must like her dress quite a bit, otherwise she wouldn't run so eagerly.

And there was smoke from the top of his head in a hurry.

It's a pity that Bell originally planned to take this rare opportunity to teach Hermione some magical control skills. It seems that I can only wait for the next time.

Stretching, Bell fell back on the recliner.

Now there are about 2 hours before lunch time, and Bell is going to take a nap, to soothe the horrible heart that Hermione had tortured before.

‘...’

"what--!"

Bell suddenly yelled and sat up.

"Can't sleep! And so boring!"

"Would you like to read the book for a while?"

"No! Today is a rare break. You can't become a nerd who only knows how to read books all day long!"

While staying in the empty Quidditch arena, Bell said to himself.

"Forget it! No matter it!"

Bell stood up, and the recliner under him quickly collapsed back into mud and returned to the ground.

A violent strong wind suddenly formed, surrounding Bell, blowing his robe into a hunting noise.

Looking up at the snowball slowly spinning upwards, Bell decided not to take care of Professor McGonagall's emotions. If it is discovered, just make up a reason and fool it.

Bell stretched out his right hand and aimed his palm at the magical singularity in the center of the snowball.

Powerful magical power fluctuates, a large amount of magical power is injected into the singularity by Bell, and the flying speed of snowflakes accelerates suddenly.

After only a few minutes, all the snow in the Quidditch stadium was gathered together. Then he was waved by Bell and threw it outside the court.

Bell waved and put away the personal terminal that was still recording.

"Let's go, go back and call Fina!"

...

In the afternoon, the sky at this time had already started to darken.

The night in late autumn always arrives early, and perhaps in about half an hour, the outside of the castle will be plunged into darkness.

The little wizards who had been playing crazy for a day began to return to the castle one after another, preparing to enjoy a delicious dinner.

But at this moment, Professor McGonagall did not stay in the own office as usual, preparing the courseware to be used in class tomorrow Monday.

The old professor put on a thick robe and walked out of Hogwarts Castle in the face of the snowflakes that were blown by the evening breeze.

This person, as soon as he gets older, his body is no longer good. Even though she was wearing a constant temperature badge, Professor McGonagall still felt a burst of chill digging into her bones, and she had to wrap herself tightly in order to feel better.

As he walked towards the Quidditch Stadium, Professor McGonagall thought of the letter he personally sent out this morning.

That was a letter she sent to Mr. Menethil at Ravenclaw College. The letter recorded the punishment for the other party's confinement.

She knew that Granger Miss from her academy had a good relationship with the other party, and the little witch would definitely help the other party complete the confinement punishment. Although the rules do not allow.

Therefore, she deliberately increased the intensity of some punishments.

But now, Professor McGonagall regrets it a bit.

She wondered if the punishment she gave was too severe?

As mentioned before, unlike most students’ misunderstandings, Professor McGonagall is actually a very kind and very kind professor.

So now she plans to go to the Quidditch Stadium to see the situation. It was almost dark, and if the snow hadn't been cleaned up, she wouldn't plan to continue to punish.

Granger Miss is still just a little girl after all, and it’s not good if she catches a cold.

And corporal punishment is not the goal, as long as Granger Miss can recognize the mistake of own.

What? You say Menethil?

Who is that? Is there such a person in her college?

Stepping on the thick snow, Professor McGonagall walked hard to the outside of the Quidditch Stadium.

Along the way, Professor McGonagall feels more guilty as he goes along. She really didn't expect the snow to be so thick!

I hope poor Granger Miss will not blame her. After all, when you are young, you don't have to suffer a lot. How can you become a talent when you grow up?

After passing through the long passage, Professor McGonagall finally walked into the court. However, everything in front of her made her stunned.

"Fluorescence flickers!"

Bright white fluorescence flew out of Professor McGonagall's wand and flew quickly around the Quidditch Stadium.

There was no one in the pitch-black venue. No matter on the ground or on the stands, you can't see even a small amount of snow.

‘How did they do it! ? ’

Professor McGonagall was very puzzled.

She has been staring at the surveillance device. So she was pretty sure that no one had used a wand in Quidditch during the day.

So how can they clean up the snow so quickly and still clean it so clean?

Speaking of it, she seems to have heard the house elves say that when the little guy named Menethil came to Hogwarts to go to school, he seemed to bring one of his house elves with him?

At that time, she disdainfully despised the group of Slytherin Young Master Misses, and protested with Dumbledore once?

But I didn't expect that Menethil would be assigned to Ravenclaw.

That's right! It must be so!

Professor McGonagall felt that he had discovered the truth.

What a cunning kid!

Although very unwilling, but the other party did succeed in taking advantage of the loopholes. It seems that she has to think more thoroughly next time!

‘Wait for me! Damn kid! There is no end to this! ’

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