Hogwarts: wand in left hand, dragon-patterned mace in right hand

Sicheng nodded slightly and said:

"yes, what's wrong with the Dream Charm that Headmaster Dumbledore asked me to help cast?"

Ron opened his mouth.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't.

Sicheng replied to his words.

But he couldn't accept this result.

Dumbledore!

Why did Dumbledore get involved?

Ron thought angrily.

He couldn't understand why there were so many powerful wizards in the school, or so many powerful professors, why did he have to find Sicheng to arrange the magic ~ spell!

As far as he knew, there were no less than ten spells that could achieve the same effect.

And, isn't this the training that Dumbledore prepared for Harry as soon as school started?

Did Dumbledore think Sicheng was better than Harry?

Ron thought for a moment and shook the thought out of his head.

This reason is unacceptable to him.

Without Hermione to distract Ron, Ron, who grew up in the wizarding world, knew more about princes and monsters.

I also yearn for the image of the knight in it.

After all, he still has self-knowledge and knows that he can't be a prince.

But it is still possible to become a knight by following the prince.

In the original world line, he did it.

As an ordinary, ordinary little wizard, Hermione fell in love.

I have to say, there are indeed benefits to following Harry.

But there are also many disadvantages.

Old Deng is dead!

The twins became a lonely man!

And the old bats......

"Are you all else?"

Sicheng asked.

Ron woke up from his fantasies.

He looked at Sicheng and didn't speak for a long time.

Seeing that this was wrong, Harry hurriedly spoke:

"It's gone, Sicheng, it's gone!"

Sicheng nodded, thought for a while and said:

"Harry, I've been working on a new medicinal diet lately, and if you don't mind, I'd like you to try it out for me!"

Harry was a little puzzled when he heard this.

"Sicheng, what is medicinal diet?"

At this time, Ron, who was on the side, suddenly opened his mouth and shouted loudly:

"Sicheng, you dream, Harry won't try the medicine for you!"

"Who knows if you want to kill Harry!"

Harry hurriedly pulled Ron over and whispered in his ear:

"Ron, what is a medicinal diet? How come I've never heard of it?"

When Ron heard this, he was also stunned for a moment.

This one......

He didn't know either.

But when you hear about medicinal diet, there is a word medicine, which is definitely not a good thing.

It must be poisonous!

Hermione couldn't help it anymore and said:

"Medicinal diet is an alternative potion invented by Sicheng!"

"Medicinal diets are more convenient than potions, easier to learn Xi and, moreover, cheaper!"

Harry looked surprised when he heard this.

Surprised and said to Sicheng:

"Really, Sicheng, you're amazing!"

"I'd love to, of course, I'm saying I'm honored!"

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Sicheng's face.

He glanced at Ron, who was trembling with anger, and said with a smile:

"You're going to love it, Harry!"

"Maybe this will save you from deducting points in Potions class!"

When Harry heard this, the curiosity in his eyes intensified.

"Could it be that Snape gave me the potion?"

When Sicheng heard this, he was also shocked by Harry's whimsy.

He shook his head with a smile and said: (If you read a violent novel, you will go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"This effect only works for you and Professor Snape!"

Harry's curiosity turned to doubt.

What kind of miraculous potion can achieve the effect that Si Cheng said?

Poor little Harry, he didn't know that there was a thing in this world called "women's clothing"!

I don't know that there is such a medicinal diet called heterosexual medicinal diet. []

This is a niche medicinal diet in the memory of Sicheng's inheritance.

After all, no one wants to be of the opposite sex.

But if it is England or France, the sale of this medicinal diet should not be a problem.

After all, even Dumbledore and that man were gay gay.

Presumably, when the medicinal diet of the opposite sex is released, Dumbledore will be tempted to buy a car!

To be honest, Dumbledore is a little ...... when he thinks of women's clothing

Sicheng looked at the grilled sausage on his fork.

After forcibly resisting the urge to regurgitate, he shoved his backhand into Hermione's mouth.

Looking at Hermione's big innocent eyes, Sicheng picked up another piece of fruit and stuffed it into Hermione's mouth.

Hermione, with her mouth full of food, was like a hamster stockpiling food.

It's cute!

Hermione looked at Sicheng suspiciously, she didn't know what was crazy about Sicheng.

He even started feeding her.

Don't you know that once this kind of thing starts, it will take a lifetime!

Hum!

It's decided, don't pay attention to Sicheng today.

No, no, a day is too long, or half a day!

No, no, half a day is a long time, or three hours!

Yes, it's only three hours, and this time you must stick to your bottom line!

Sicheng looked at Hermione, who was inexplicably inspirational beside him, and silently drank his hot chocolate.

"Got class, together?"

As soon as she heard Sicheng calling herself, Hermione hurriedly spoke:

"Okay!"

Then he jumped away with Sicheng's arm around him.

Only the promise made a minute ago was left floating in the empty auditorium.

Three hours to ignore Sicheng?

Who is so stupid that he dares to ignore Sicheng for three hours.

You don't know the charm of Sicheng!

I don't know the attraction of Sicheng!

I didn't know how crazy little bitches coveted Sicheng!

Hermione believed that if she dared not show up for an hour without showing up for Sicheng, those little bitches would definitely think of the child's name.

Like what Wallima Parkinson!

Josie Lo Alice!

Hickwynnie!

In a dilapidated classroom with no one occupied, Quirrell was alone in front of a water mirror.

The groveling didn't know what he was talking about.

Only the occasional scream proved that he was not in a good situation.

That's true.

Due to Sicheng Highwin, he was not able to absorb enough unicorn blood last semester, and he was also tainted with the unicorn curse.

If Voldemort hadn't relied on him, he would have killed this waste with a spell.

Suddenly, a horizontal text appeared in the water mirror.

"Get Hermione Granger back!"

Quirrell's heart stopped for a moment when he saw the name on it.

Hermione!

That's the god-killing girlfriend!

What's the difference between catching her and catching that killing god!

But he didn't dare to resist Voldemort, so he had to bow his head and answer:

"Yes, my master four!".