The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

"Admit it, you are just tough-talking." Hermione looked at DeWitt's silence and took advantage of the victory. She said coherently: "I even doubt whether your... spell on Ms. Feier worked." She thought more deeply. , suddenly felt the need to explore this possibility, and she asked: "It is possible for the soul-stealing curse to be resisted. Do you think the spell that controls the mind can really last forever?"

"I have confidence in my strength. It won't be eternal, but the effect will definitely be there," DeWitt still refused to admit: "Although compared to other types, spiritual spells are a bit... not good at."

"You try it on me, if it won't cause any harm," Hermione suddenly thought, and she said: "Just use the spell you used on Ms. Feier - remember not to use too much force."

"Are you sure?" DeWitt said strangely: "Even if there are no sequelae, this is a spell with special effects. This is a kind of harm..."

"I'm sure, what will happen if you control me?" Hermione said provocatively: "If you control me, what can you do with me?"

DeWitt felt that he had been slighted, so he simply closed his mouth, stretched out his hand, and touched Hermione's brow with his fingertips. The pink light flashed away, and Hermione's eyes blurred for a moment, and a strange feeling rippled in her eyes. She looked very energetic, but soon, she hummed, shook her body slightly, and quickly returned to normal.

"That's it?" Hermione raised her chin proudly. She was obviously very happy and said, "I have reason to suspect that Ms. Feier has broken free from your control a long time ago."

DeWitt turned his head distractedly and looked at the slightly rippling lake. The giant squid in the lake was greeting him, but DeWitt didn't notice it this time. He was thinking about some past performances - thinking about Ms. Feier. Views on oneself - When the mind-controlling spell does not work or takes effect for a short time, what does the action of casting the spell look like in the eyes of that woman?

"Are you angry?"

DeWitt replied dryly: "No."

"Actually, it's not necessarily because your spell has failed," Hermione said like comfort, but it was true: "It's hard for me to describe the feeling just now. Don't forget, even if Ms. Feier can gradually increase her resistance, This is the first time I have come into contact with your spell. There are other reasons why I can wake up so quickly." After thinking for a moment, Hermione organized her words and continued: "On the outside, your spell has a short duration. In fact, It didn’t get shorter, but—my time got faster.”

But DeWitt couldn't get excited. He was a little depressed and not very interested in delving into the principles. In fact, you can think of it without thinking. It may have something to do with the time travel in the third grade.

The giant squid in the lake stretched out its tentacles into the water and gently tapped the surface of the lake. It threw a few drops of water onto DeWitt's face.

DeWitt wiped away the water with his palm, glanced at the giant squid listlessly, and said, "What should I do?"

"That's your family," Hermione said in surprise: "What do you ask me to do? I'm now—strictly speaking—not your family."

"I'm a little resistant," DeWitt truthfully described his psychology. He said, "Why?"

Hermione replied: "It's like some kind of arrogance. You always think that you can control everything, but in fact it is difficult. Although you don't say it, you actually think you are great - for example...

You despise the rules."

"That's because the rules are unreasonable," DeWitt said unhappily: "It doesn't conform to my concept, and I have the ability..."

"But this is arrogance," Hermione tried her best to take care of DeWitt's emotions. She thought about the words and said: "Compared with other people, it's just that your concept... um... is biased toward kindness. You can't kill evil people.

Blink, if you don’t just look at the act of killing, but on the premise of knowing what pity is and understanding sympathy, in general, you are a... good person - the kind I like even now."

"Then what did I do wrong?"

"You are right, but don't you know that there are many things that are not right or wrong?"

"Of course I know!" DeWitt's tone unconsciously became irritable.

"I just want to tell you," Hermione said softly: "I don't think there is any problem with your arrogance, but this thing is not suitable for use in front of family members. You should be honest with Ms. Feier if you have any problems.

Just ask, it’s no big deal.”

If there is anything good about DeWitt, it is that he is kind and reflective. Even if what Hermione says is ten times worse, he will think about its meaning and quickly accept it. After a while, he calms down and says: "

You...are right." Finally, he asked strangely: "Why are you staring at me?"

Hermione licked her lips and showed an aggressive smile. She was getting closer and closer to DeWitt, almost knocking him down - but suddenly she sat upright, looked away towards the lake, and said: "Then

Who is it? Are there any students with white hair at Hogwarts?"

Looking in the direction Hermione pointed, DeWitt saw a stranger. The silver-haired stranger also looked over, which is why Hermione changed her actions just now. DeWitt guessed that Hermione just wanted to kiss him, so

He felt a little disgusted with the strange girl who was looking at him - because the other girl ruined his good deeds, and the girl was still looking at him - at this time, Dewitt suddenly realized that the strange girl was not looking at him, but

The giant squid in the Black Lake, because the giant squid is having a temper now, a large part of it has surfaced. It slaps the surface of the lake resentfully, meaning to ask again: "Why are you ignoring me?"

"Family troubles," DeWitt paid attention to the silver-haired girl with his peripheral vision and said to the giant squid: "I'm not in a good mood right now."

"Where are your classmates?" The giant squid asked again: "Why no one came out today? Is it a holiday?"

"No," DeWitt said patiently, "there was an accident."

The giant squid sighed and sank. The silver-haired girl in the peripheral vision came over and said curiously: "Hi? I noticed... you are talking to the squid in the water? Can you talk to all animals, or just

Can you match this one?"

"Most of the animals," DeWitt looked at the other party for the first time, his eyes calmly scanning the girl's long-sleeved, high-collared rough fur clothes, dark trousers with ropes and short leather boots with several rivets on them.

and silver buckles, and finally focused on the scar that I wanted to cover with silver hair, and then said a little coldly: "Who are you?"

"Xirui, you can call me Xirui."

"You don't look like a wizard," DeWitt judged from Ciri's appearance: "You don't even look like a person from this world."

"Don't pay attention to him," Hermione interrupted the conversation at the right time. She explained for DeWitt: "DeWitt is not very good at talking. He means no harm..."

After hearing Hermione's words, Ciri smiled politely, her smile slightly relaxed, but anyone could see that this was just a temporary disregard for the burden, and the suffering and pressure were still tormenting her: "He is right.

”

A few wisps of wind blew the hanging branches of the willow tree, and green buds grew on it. DeWitt's words were mixed in the wind, revealing the doubt to Hermione: "Didn't you realize that the language she used is not the same as the language we use?

One kind?"

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