Hogwarts Wizarding Journey

December 24th.

Today is Christmas Eve, and it is also the day when the little wizards’ long-awaited Christmas dance will be held.

Bell hadn't seen Hermione since lunch.

After being given the order by his girlfriend, "Don't bother me!", Bell could only stay in the lounge pitifully, petting the cat alone.

By the way, Shanna and the other three have already followed little Gabrielle to check out the location.

It is said that the space inside the carriage is so large that if you don’t walk around the public areas in advance and become familiar with the routes, you might not be able to finish it all in one night?

So who is so full that he can carve out such a large space in a carriage?

"Xiao Fina~! It's better for you, you won't leave me to play alone."

Picking up Fina, Bell buried his face in the little guy's plush hair, rubbing and rubbing.

Bell no longer cared about the fact that Fina's body shape had not changed at all even after several years.

It would be better to say that Fina would stay like this. After all, when she grows up, she will definitely not be as cute as when she was little. And it will be inconvenient to masturbate.

"Ouch~!"

Xiao Fina showed an expression of despair.

It wanted a beast to run around and play with, but the problem was that before leaving, the demon king Shanna was afraid that her brother would feel lonely without his company, so he specifically told it that he must accompany him at all times.

He is never allowed to leave his master's side.

It really wants to sleep!

Watching the little wizards in flashy costumes coming and going in front of him, Bell yawned out of boredom.

By the way, should he dress up too?

But when he thought about himself, a grown man, dressing up in front of the mirror, he felt a physical discomfort.

And the most important thing is, it’s so troublesome!

So forget it.

Bell continued to initiate...

He would not tell others that he was too looking forward to his girlfriend's beautiful figure at night, so he couldn't calm down and do other things, so he could only sit idle and idle.

…

Finally, in Bell... ahem, with the expectations of many young wizards, night fell.

Although it is actually already dark, but before 6 o'clock, everyone always feels that the sun is still there.

After receiving the notice from his girlfriend, Bell came to the Gryffindor lounge with great expectations.

After a while, he saw Hermione slowly walking out of the girls' dormitory area.

As Hermione got closer and closer, the world seemed to disappear in Bell's senses, leaving only Hermione's figure gradually enlarging in his eyes.

At this time, Hermione was wearing a gorgeous black dress. The black silk gave people a crystal clear feeling under the light.

The long skirt is decorated with exquisite patterns. As Hermione moves, the hem of the skirt floats slightly, as if black roses are blooming around Hermione, which is extremely beautiful.

The slim-fitting long skirt perfectly accentuated Hermione's figure. Her slender waist, slightly swollen breasts, and her gracefully curved neck under her rolled-up hair. Combined with this, Hermione spent an entire afternoon carefully crafting the dress.

Looking at the makeup she prepared, Bell felt her mouth go dry.

"B-Bell, what do you think?"

Hermione lowered her head slightly and asked softly.

The heat in Bell's eyes made her a little overwhelmed, and she didn't dare to look directly into Bell's eyes.

As the saying goes, action is worse than a heartbeat. Looking at the charming and shy Hermione in front of him, Bell replaced his answer with actual actions.

He took a step forward, and amidst Hermione's suppressed exclamations, he hugged the other person's waist, lowered his head, and blocked the words Hermione was about to say.

The two stood like this in the Gryffindor lounge, kissing passionately as if no one else was watching.

It seemed like only a second had passed, and ten thousand years had passed. The two lips parted reluctantly. Hermione's eyes were blurred, her breathing was short, and she collapsed into Bell's arms.

"My dear, you are so beautiful!"

Leaning close to Hermione's ear, Bell whispered.

After saying that, he also nibbled on Hermione's earlobe, causing Hermione's whole body to tremble slightly.

After teasing Hermione, Bell took a deep breath of air mixed with Hermione's body fragrance and raised his head.

He did not dare to continue. If he continued to play with fire, he would not have the confidence to control himself. Now, whether it was the occasion or the time, it was obviously not suitable for the two of them to have a more in-depth communication.

After raising his head, Bell discovered that unknowingly, they were surrounded by people.

The previous kiss was so intense that he rarely completely lost his awareness of his surroundings.

Of course, if someone really seizes the opportunity just now and tries to attack him, Bell is still confident that he can react in time and respond with the perception he has honed for many years.

But how much strength it can exert, only God knows.

After retracting his wandering thoughts, Bell looked at the little wizards around him.

He found that everyone was looking at him and Hermione with blessings... This was of course impossible!

In fact, that kind of blessing gaze does exist, but it is very few.

More importantly, it was envy, jealousy, and the red-haired man behind the crowd who wanted to kill someone in his eyes.

Being stared at by everyone's eyes that contained complex emotions, Bell just felt...refreshed all over!

I remember that back then, he had always stood in the crowd, staring at others with such envy and jealousy. Unexpectedly, today, he would also become the target that others would like to hold up a torch to purify.

At this moment, Bell finally understood why so many people like to go to the street to show their affection.

How is the word ‘cool’ so special!

'Hehe...hehehaha...hahaha~!'

Just when Bell was gibbering so much that he almost thought his surname was 'Bay', Hermione finally recovered from the aftertaste of the previous words.

After regaining some strength, she quickly broke away from Bell's arms, and then she noticed the eyes of everyone around her.

Hermione is not as thick-skinned as Bell.

She was so shy that she almost lost the ability to think. She quickly took Bell's hand and walked quickly outside the lounge.

Bell, on the other hand, followed Hermione calmly.

Looking at the dense crowd in front of him, he stamped hard as he stepped forward, and the carpet under his feet seemed to come alive, moving all the little wizards in front of Hermione to both sides, creating a spacious passage.

Hermione, who was extremely shy, didn't even hear the exclamations from the little wizards around her, and pulled Belle out of the lounge without raising her head.

After leaving the lounge, Hermione finally regained some sense after being blown by the cold wind that leaked in from the window.

She turned around and glared at Bell with a red face, but ultimately said nothing.

But the slightly raised corners of her mouth betrayed her true inner thoughts.