I, Constantine, Chief Exorcist of Hogwarts

The sad expression on Hermione's face gradually turned cold.

She turned to look at John, who dared to put on an innocent expression with her at this moment. Her eyes were like two knives, which made John, who originally thought the game was interesting, feel instantly chilled.

Damn it! It's going to happen!

Sure enough, the little witch seemed to have noticed something in an instant, and slowly organized her magic books and notebooks in front of her.

He looked at John calmly.

"So, Professor McGonagall never wanted to expel you from the beginning?"

John coughed twice: "I, I didn't say I was going to be expelled. Isn't this all your imagination..."

"Hey, hey, Hermione, you're going to kill someone if you hit him like this, oops!"

I don't know why, but at this moment, Hermione seemed to be exuding the terrifying demonic aura of [Rat Demon Pete] back then, and she held up a book as thick as a dictionary in her hand.

It hit John's head directly.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Ronald instantly realized that he was talking too much, but he was already nervous.

"John Constantine! I'll kill you!"

Such words were shouted from the mouth of a little witch like Hermione, which showed how angry the other party was at this moment.

The book in his hand, which should not be easy for the other party, seemed to have lost its weight at this moment. He was being held up by the other party, and he was running wildly after John.

"I, I didn't lie to you!"

"Shut up! You liar, you, you ahhh!"

Looking at the two figures in front of them, they looked like they were two young lovers who were just getting together more than an hour ago. However, after a spell lesson, they suddenly became so shouting and fighting.

And it was the girl who called John Constantine a liar from behind.

In an instant, the steps of several Ravenclaw seniors who were about to walk towards the restaurant suddenly changed direction uncontrollably.

"Asshole, I was obviously so worried about you, but you, you lied to me!"

Hermione kept chasing her wildly, and the eyes of everyone in the team of melon-eating seniors behind her shone brightly.

"Oh? Could it be that John Constantine was having an affair with another girl behind Granger's back?"

John yelled at Qu: "Where did I lie to you? Did I answer you directly about my expulsion? I clearly said that Professor McGonagall wouldn't let me sit with you in the Transfiguration class."

"Wow! Professor McGonagall? It seems that even Professor McGonagall knew that John Constantine was not a good person, so he separated Granger from him."

"No, no, no, I think Professor McGonagall doesn't want a Muggle-born wizard like Granger to be with Mr. Constantine."

"Hey, what you said makes sense..."

Just like that, at the door of the Gryffindor common room, John apologized to Miss Know-It-All sincerely and promised not to make silly jokes with her on such important matters in the future.

The latter finally reluctantly let him go.

then.

Dining room.

"Look, look, Granger is so brave. Even if Professor McGonagall personally objects, she still wants to be with Constantine."

"Hmph! This little Bichi is really good at seizing opportunities. Constantine's achievements in the future will definitely be high. I won't give up..."

"What? Why did the two of them appear together? Didn't Constantine cheat on another girl?"

John, Hermione: "..."

Sitting at the Gryffindor table, eating lunch.

Hermione and John were in an eerily quiet relationship with each other at the moment. Hermione's accusing eyes made John lower his head lower and lower.

He had long thought that the scary witches hanging out at Hogwarts would be very gossipy, but he never expected that these people would be able to gossip to this extent.

John had reason to believe that if it weren't for Professor McGonagall's powerful enough intimidation at Hogwarts.

I am afraid that it is not impossible that the love between John Constantine and Hermione Granger will be stolen by Minerva McGonagall.

"What a boring trick!"

The little witch snorted dissatisfiedly, but looking at John who finally became inexplicably honest after being taught a lesson by her, a sense of accomplishment arose inexplicably.

After she was truly sure that the other party was not going to be expelled, even though she didn't want to admit it, Hermione's first reaction was to breathe a sigh of relief.

"I'm going to the library this afternoon..."

A plain hint came from the little witch's mouth, causing John's lips to curl up in an instant.

A hand quickly and skillfully placed on the other person's shoulder.

"What a coincidence, Miss Granger, I had the same idea."

Harry opened his mouth on the side, and Harry, who had originally planned to ask John for help and let him go with them to clean up the warehouse, silently closed his mouth.

He looked at Ronald, the fellow sufferer next to him.

They all saw a sad emotion called abandonment.

...

At dinner that day, John and Hermione were throwing food at the Gryffindor table.

Perhaps it was because during the day, Princess John held her in the arms of the little wizard who directly declared sovereignty over the entire Hogwarts, or perhaps today's pursuit of John while holding a book made Miss Know-It-All recognize the shamelessness of the man in front of her.

Under the darkness, he completely ignored the strange looks from the people around him.

During the day in the classroom and library, she enjoyed John's help with her studies. At the dinner table, Hermione would also very carefully bring John some of his favorite foods.

Gryffindor common rest area.

"Good night"

Although there was still a trace of blush on her face, Hermione still hugged John generously in front of her two roommates.

Watching Hermione enter the girls' dormitory area with a sweet smile and chirping.

John returned to the dormitory and had just finished washing and changing his clothes. At this moment, Ronald and Harry, who smelled of dust, also came back.

"Ah~ John, I feel like I saw Merlin waving at me, I will die..."

Ronald used a hoarse voice as if the oil in a lamp had run out, and let out a feeble cry.

And just when John was about to express his sympathy and humanitarian concern.

【Ding! 】

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