The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

Dumbledore's reputation in the international wizarding community will come in handy. After Haierbo completely disappears, there is no need to worry about abnormal stimulation leading to the resurrection of this ancient dark wizard. Perhaps stable order will slowly control this area, but

That's all for the future.

DeWitt and others left at this point, except Ms. Feier, who stayed because of someone's instructions. Before the official wizard came, she persuaded some children with potential to follow her and leave. The reason why the persuasion was successful was that

A very important reason is that it can avoid the forgetting curse. After truly seeing ordinary people in a normal environment, children like Anna finally understood why Jonathan was so evil. Some of them gave up the idea of ​​becoming wizards and began to work for them.

Some people persisted in the industrial work that Ms. Fierre had gathered, but they changed their ideas and methods and never succeeded until their death.

After Jonathan's death, Bonfire Street was disbanded before it had time to elect a new leader. The sick and disabled people inside were taken away, and Dumbledore was responsible for giving them proper resettlement. The younger ones were sent to orphanages, and the older ones were sent back to their respective places.

The country's markets were banned. Criminals were screened out, stuffed with false memories, and then served their sentences. Even if they were still resistant and had to bear the risk of the forgetting curse, when the wizards really came, they

Must accept.

But the silt area has not lost its meaning of existence. Villages have formed in some places here, and the people living there are reluctant to leave even if they know where civilized society is.

"There may be people escaping there," DeWitt said as he opened the door, hung his robe on the coat rack, "and then a new sewage area will appear, Sunset Street..."

Hermione looked at Ciri and Alice with hesitant eyes, and said to DeWitt thoughtfully: "I have something to say to you."

"You can go ahead," Shirley nodded clearly and said cheerfully, "I...and Alice will just stay in the living room. We won't run anywhere, and we won't let anyone go to the second floor."

Hermione looked at them gratefully, then pulled DeWitt into DeWitt's room.

There is not much decoration in this room. There is a wide table by the window, which is dark brown. There is a bed against the wall. The sheets hanging to the floor are gray. The bookshelves and wardrobes placed against the wall are brown and red.

, the two chairs were slightly lighter in color, but still dark. DeWitt liked these colors very much, but the atmosphere at the moment was too dark. He wanted to open the curtains, but as soon as he entered the room and had time to close the door, Hermione came from behind.

I hugged him——with a lot of strength.

DeWitt retracted his raised legs and put down his hands. Slowly, he heard his own heartbeat, felt Hermione's soft breasts, and then he heard suppressed cries.

Hermione apologized while sobbing: "I'm sorry, I hurt you... I'm sorry..." she repeated over and over again, interspersed with repeated sentences, "I don't know how to bring it up... before you dueled with Herbo.

At that time, I could only watch...waiting for you to win...but I didn't help you with anything, and instead hurt you...I'm sorry..."

"Oh, this... it's not necessary," DeWitt was a little embarrassed, and suddenly felt depressed, and said thoughtfully, "I really - never thought about it... does that count as harm? Not at all... you were unintentional

It's...it's not your fault at all."

Words were meaningless, and the more DeWitt spoke, the more he felt that the words he spoke were shallow. At this time, he thought of the magic Hermione had used on him, and immediately lifted the shield he had set up previously to block the pain, and his two hearts

There is no longer the barrier of distance between us, and we are getting closer.

DeWitt turned around, he leaned over slightly, and their foreheads touched lightly, then their noses touched, and finally their lips, but this time they did not separate easily - DeWitt took it from Hermione's

In her guilt, she felt the warmth of being cared for, just like the soft lips brushing her body; Hermione in turn felt relieved from the warmth DeWitt experienced. She no longer struggled, and her heart felt like sipping sweet dew.

Filled with such sweetness.

However, both of them ignored that this magic also included an extra ghost when it was established. At this moment, Alice, who was looking at each other with Ciri, had a very rare and very complex expression. She stared at Ciri strangely, making Ciri mistakenly think that

What was wrong with her costume? In fact, it was the heat radiated by the strong emotions that enveloped the ghost. Alice felt warmth for the first time in decades after her death, and she was fascinated by this lost and recovered feeling.

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After early morning, Ms. Feier arrived home. Ciri and Alice were still talking quietly in the living room. Ms. Feier asked them if they were hungry. Ciri was hungry, but she didn't want to trouble others. After the polite words started,

Ms. Feier said that she was hungry too, then entered the kitchen and started making midnight snacks like a formal dinner. As for what DeWitt and Hermione were doing, Ms. Feier did not ask. During the midnight snack

After it was done, the two people upstairs smelled the fragrance, checked whether the clothes were neat and tidy, and then came down.

"There's nothing to see," DeWitt sat calmly at the dining table, looking quickly at Ms. Feier who was spreading the food, the curious Ciri, and the stiff Alice, "Give me some more meat."

,I’m very hungry.”

Hermione sat down in her usual position without confidence, and looked around guiltily to avoid direct collision with other people's eyes. She felt that other people seemed to be looking at her, although in fact everyone had a tacit understanding.

Don’t mention it.

"First of all," DeWitt said to Ms. Feier, "don't worry about what happens when you face Herbo."

When Ms. Feier heard this, she looked at DeWitt while holding the pan and spatula. The movements of her hands stopped for a moment. Then she saw DeWitt's frank and undisguised thoughts and said meekly.

:"I understand what you mean."

Then Ms. Fier continued to be busy, and DeWitt continued: "I got part of Helbo's memory, which is about ancient magic. To put it simply, to solve the problem that you - Ciri - can't cast spells, there are

Got the idea."

Ciri stood up, bowed earnestly, and said: "Thank you, thank you, it is my honor to meet you and get help from you in this world..."

"You don't need to use such formal terms," ​​Alice said coldly, looking at the steaming but inedible tender steak in front of her, "You're making people feel uncomfortable."

"Alice is right," Hermione echoed, "Sit down quickly."

Ciri sat down again.

"It's too late," DeWitt concluded in the end. "Fortunately, the problems have been solved. After a good sleep, it's a new day. There's nothing more to say, so let's eat."

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