Harry Potter’s Defense Professor

Lockhart is in a baby state, has no teeth and cannot eat normal food...

"It's okay, I'll bite it for you." Without thinking, Hermione put the bread and other food into her mouth, chewed it into a paste, and fed it to Lockhart mouth to mouth.

This is the most apt scene since the word mutual affection was invented...

"Hermione..." Lockhart didn't know what to say, "I—"

"Can I eat it?" Hermione smiled and stopped him from saying, "If you look like this, don't say you love me, promise to give me happiness or something, just return a husband to me. "

"Okay..." Hermione was right, and Lockhart didn't want to be hypocritical.

"My body can't digest adult food. I'll talk to Ginny later and ask her to bring some milk when she comes next time." Lockhart said, "Will she buy things in the supermarket? No, now you Apparate to a nearby city and village to get some milk."

"Okay, then I'll go now, you stay still."

"You can't even move me... By the way, give me my wand," Lockhart said. "You can resist if you have a situation."

Hermione gave him the Elder Wand, but it was just for psychological comfort. If a wizard really attacked him, Lockhart's magic power at this moment might not even be able to release a complete disarming spell.

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Hermione had also developed the good habit taught by Lockhart, Apparating after running for two miles and returning half an hour later with milk. She's heating water and milk over there. She can use a spell to heat milk. I don't know if it's a habit growing up in Muggles or something, but she has to use fire. But it's understandable, just like you can't wash socks with water in the desert - now she's a combatant, and she has to save some magic for a rainy day.

"Okay, let it cool down a bit." Hermione played with the bottle and milk with great interest. It was obviously a serious matter, and she didn't know why it felt so fun.

"Hermione, just give it to me. What's the bottle..." Lockhart waved his hand, "Don't—"

"Just drink it and I'm afraid you'll choke, come on—good—" Hermione took Lockhart in her arms and shoved the bottle into his mouth. Seeing him sucking milk helplessly, cute and well-behaved, his motherhood exploded in an instant.

All along, Hermione felt that she was under the protection of Lockhart in a vulnerable way, and now she could finally turn around. Protect your loved ones!

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There is a curse on unicorn blood, and Lockhart knew it, but he suppressed the curse until the third day...

"Guidero, you look terrible..." Hermione said worriedly, "Is there something wrong, do you still need to drink human milk, and leave the forest soon--"

"No..." Lockhart's face was pale and sluggish at the moment, and his skin was not as smooth and delicate as when he was just resurrected, the most important thing was. The little magic power in his body is also decaying, the magic power is constantly dissipating, and he is cold all over - he is not a real human baby, once this magic power completely disappears, he may die. "I need blood, wizard's blood..." He knew that this was not the time to hold on. "Give me a few drops of blood, maybe it will make things better."

"Oh, good." Hermione took out a knife and slashed her finger. to Lockhart's mouth.

A drop of blood dripped into Lockhart's mouth and was immediately swallowed greedily by him - a sense of relief stretched from the throat to the intestines, and was absorbed by this body before it even reached the stomach! The constant escaping magic was supplemented by a tiny little bit. He instantly glowed with a healthy complexion.

"Blood, more blood!" Lockhart lost his mind, grabbed Hermione's finger, and was about to put it in his mouth. Hermione was startled, but put her finger in his mouth obediently, watching Lockhart suck his finger hard. He regained his composure quickly.

This point can only maintain one's own life, this is not enough!

The first time I sucked blood after recovering my body,

Lockhart was completely mad, and even though he had no teeth, he was desperately biting at Hermione's fingers, hoping to draw more blood.

It didn't hurt much from being bitten, and the wound was numb and itchy, but Hermione was a little nervous: "Gidero, isn't this blood enough, I'll change the place."

She pulled out her fingers forcefully, and carefully slashed her wrist with the knife, a stream of blood flowed out instantly and dripped down Bai Nen's wrist. She hurriedly handed her wrist to Lockhart, watching him grab her own wrist and greedily suck the blood of the witch that dripped down...

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When Lockhart regained her senses, Hermione had healed her wounds and hurried to the nearest Muggle village.

"Hermione, I..." Lockhart felt half-coagulated blood on his lips, and stuck out his tongue to lick it. The blood, which should have a fishy smell, tasted extremely delicious. "How much blood have I drank from you?"

"Not much, less than a hundred milliliters. It's alright, are you feeling better?" Hermione said with a strong smile, "You look so good now!"

Not only has it returned to normal, but I also feel that the magic in my body has increased a little! Is this why vampires are said to be stronger than human wizards?

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Having lost her social status, lost her body, and became like this, Hermione had to worry about eating and drinking, and the only reward she could give was actually sucking her blood—it was Lockhart's thick skin, at this moment I also felt extremely guilty, and couldn't help but moisten my eyes.

"Okay, I'm all right, why are you crying," Hermione said resentfully, "I should be able to get to Muggle town today, and then we'll go to Hogwarts by Muggle transport, but why do you need it? What about blood-sucking, is this the curse of unicorn blood?"

"Yes, I don't know if I need to do this after I recover, but I promise, I won't suck your blood again!"

"It's okay, I'm willing to be sucked by you for the rest of my life," Hermione said lightly.

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Hermione arrived in an unnamed village in the evening and, following Lockhart's instructions, used the Confusion Charm to settle down with a family. Although she is not good at fighting, Hermione has a peculiar talent in these various spells with different functions, and she can almost learn the illusion confusion spell.

Regarding the issue of blood-sucking, Lockhart proposed to replenish blood every two days, but Hermione insisted on once a day. Rather than watching Lockhart go weaker and drink her blood until it's out of control, she'd rather donate blood at regular times, when both parties are awake.

Lockhart had to accept the plan after Hermione angrily told Lockhart that she was frightened by his irrational sucking and that the wound was sore. As a result, a new wound would appear on Hermione's wrist every day, and the white fresh essence she was wearing would soon run out, and these scars would stay with her for the rest of her life - and would always remind Lockhart how much this girl had paid for herself.

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[Bad 1700 recommended tickets]

——(To be continued.)

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