The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

Not long after DeWitt left Gryffindor Tower, Hermione was awakened by the tremendous pressure. She quickly opened her eyes in the darkness. After her consciousness changed from chaos to clarity, she saw clearly through the dim moonlight.

The current situation - someone is pressing on me.

When his eyes adjusted to the darkness, the person on his body lowered the hands raised above his head without hesitation.

It was so crisp and clean. This person acted so decisively and thought very carefully - the moment a person wakes up from sleep, his reaction is slow and his body is weak. What's more, in this position, he is pressed with his knees in advance.

Hermione's hands also eliminated any possibility of resistance by Hermione. If everything went well, Hermione would not realize that she was being attacked until her heart was pierced.

Fortunately, there is a talisman, and fortunately there is Dinah. Even though the cold light of the dagger has penetrated into Hermione's heart, the protection she has received has been activated.

The dagger pierced Hermione's pajamas, but was unable to pierce her skin. The person on top of her body was immediately knocked away by the bluish silver light, and was thrown upwards two to three meters, hitting the bed near the end of the bed.

On the ground.

The series of movements was already considerable, but there was no movement from the other sleeping girls in the room.

"She just fell into a coma," Dinah flew over and looked at her roommate, then at the distinguished guest on the ground, and said to Hermione: "She, Emma Grossman... seems to be her main target."

Hermione took a few deep breaths to get rid of the difficulty caused by sleeping in her brain. Her speech was slightly unclear, and after two or three words, it became clear: "Why is it her again?"

After shivering, Hermione became more awake, and more doubts followed: "Isn't she from Slytherin? How did she get into the Gryffindor lounge?"

"We can't let her stay here, drag her outside." Hermione didn't insist on finding an answer. She took hold of Emma's armpits and started to drag the unconscious Emma out. Dinah helped her

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When passing the fat lady at the door of the lounge, Hermione pointed to Emma, ​​whom she was dragging, and asked: "Madam, you know that this student is not a Gryffindor, right?"

"That's right!" the fat lady said proudly: "But she got the password right!"

Hermione was speechless, so she had to drag Emma as far away as possible.

"What are you doing?" The fat lady was quite perceptive now. She said sternly: "If you hurt others, then I must inform the professor!"

There is nothing to say about a painting.

"Go on, go on," Hermione stopped dragging people, gasped, and said angrily: "It will be a big help if you can notify the professor!"

The fat lady groaned and disappeared into the painting.

"She's awake." Dinah said suddenly.

Hermione looked down, and happened to meet Emma's emotionless black eyes. Emma showed a standard smile, which made Hermione feel cold in her heart. Then she was pushed down and lost control of Emma.<

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"You have a doll that can move and fly," Emma dusted off her robe, stood up and said to Hermione, "I knew she was special."

Hermione immediately used a stun spell on Emma, ​​but Emma couldn't move. The spell hit her, and it should have taken effect, but Emma didn't even shake.

"Your spell is useless now," Emma said coldly: "You might want to say... you still have a baby?"

She cut her wrist with her fingernail, then swung her hand at Hermione, spilling a liquid that looked like petroleum. Dinah flew up to block it, but at the cost of falling to the ground, as if she had lost all her spirituality.

Emma walks towards Hermione.

When Hermione went to pick up Dinah, she raised her leg and kicked Hermione hard on the waist. The amulet took effect and Hermione was not hurt, but Hermione fell backwards again.

"Your boyfriend has been captured, are you going to rescue him?" Emma said: "There is also this doll, please hand her over."

Hermione tried to cast a spell on Emma again, but it was still in vain.

"What happened to DeWitt? What did you do to Dinah again?"

"Hand over the doll." Emma could grab it now, but she just repeated it calmly, with a look of compassion on her face, insisting that Hermione hand over Dinah with her own hands.

"Dream!" Hermione put away her wand and clenched her fists. Her intention was obvious.

The scene of the two little girls fighting was too ugly to watch. It couldn't be said that they were fighting randomly, at least they were unorganized. And Emma's strength was much stronger for some reason. Without the amulet, Hermione would be miserable, and the amulet was already fast. It's over, but it's too late to think about this now. Hermione only knows that she can't give up, no matter how high the price is, she will never admit defeat - because there is still news about DeWitt, which cannot be held back, and there is Dinah, who needs Help.

At this time, something changed on the floor, and a tree hole suddenly appeared. Inside the tree hole was a colorful vortex of shining starlight.

The two girls hugging each other and hurting each other didn't notice. They struggled and rolled on the ground, and rolled into the tree hole. When they fell in, the tree hole disappeared immediately, and the corridor returned to a state where nothing had happened.

They fell down and separated in the air, as if they had fallen into a light and shadow trap constructed by the Wanhua Mirror. They were surrounded by broken geometric figures and misty colored lights, until they fell into the extremely white light below, and their vision was swallowed up by the white light. It was weird. The channel disappears completely.

Then the two girls heard the sound of wind in their ears, and the brightness of the white light decreased until their bodies changed and turned into clouds - they fell from the clouds.

On the ground are endless green plains and hills, with a scarlet castle in the distance. The edge of the plain is connected to a mechanical city, as well as ice fields and seas, but they can't be seen clearly. What can be seen clearly is the constantly rolling sea of ​​clouds - something It’s time to come out of it.

One after another, the playing cards broke through the clouds, and their thin edges tore the air and left traces. These playing cards were so big that even an adult would have to take several steps to cover the length of a playing card. They were so crazy.

Dancing, one by one, they formed an open-air house of cards not far below the two girls, catching them unscathed - this is certainly not common sense, but common sense is not needed now.

The two girls got up almost at the same time.

Hermione touched the surface of the cards and felt the smooth touch. This made her a little worried whether it would be too slippery when walking on it, and whether she would fall if she started playing again later. But after she stood up, she realized that it was not necessary at all.

Consider this question - because the owner here is here and he is still an acquaintance.

The colorful Alice fell from the sky lightly, the bow on her back trembling. As soon as she saw her, Hermione called her name in surprise, but Alice did not speak, but looked at Emma.

"Who are you?" Emma asked coldly.

"I am Alice Liddell," Alice lifted her skirt, curtsied and said, "A dead person."

"What do you want to do?"

"I'm here to help."

Emma looked at Alice suspiciously, wanting to ask more questions, but Alice felt that enough had been said, and she tightened her grip on the knife that suddenly appeared in her hand.