HP Magic Biography

　　 The ancestral home of the Black family seems to have changed.

　　 After a long time of preparation, Hermione finally changed the Black family's ancestral home to a new look.

　　 The sunlight at ten o'clock in the morning spilled on the bed in the bedroom through the glass window, while Hermione was breathing evenly and sleeping peacefully with her head tilted.

"you're awake……"

　　 The girl opened her eyes, with some tiredness in her bright eyes.

　　 Yesterday, when the girl was busy until late, there was too much work to prepare. In order to obtain more information, the most direct way is to go to the Ministry of Magic.

　　 Therefore, route planning, possible situations, and some potion preparations all require a lot of energy.

　　 "Good morning, brother Fanlin El, is it another new day, isn't it?" Hermione said, closing her eyes as if she was going to stretch her waist and enjoy the quilt by the way.

　　 "I think you should pay attention to your tone of voice, Miss Hermione Granger."

　　 "What tone?"

　　 "You make it difficult for me to do this, so if it is necessary, I think we can change a wave of ways of getting along, and incidentally, establish the issue of family education!"

　　 "What are you silly...hmm..."

　　 Before she finished speaking, Hermione's eyes suddenly widened.

　　 Some shameless guy rushed up, and by the way, sealed her mouth.

　　 Suddenly, the atmosphere became strange.

　　 The two kissed to their heart's content. They couldn't feel the passage of time at all, as if they had stopped at this moment.

　　 Hermione made a humming sound, and then...

　　 "Fanlin! Fanlin!"

　　 A hurried shout made their heads stiff, and before they could move, the door slammed open.

　　 "Fanlin, look out the window, they... uh..."

　　 Harry was taken aback, what kind of posture was this?

on the bed?

　　 Hermione gave a quick push, and the two quickly separated...

　　 "Uh... hug... sorry..." Harry pushed back helplessly.

　　 Hermione felt that her face was hot.

　　 This is not something embarrassing, but changing a time and place will always bring some different changes, right?

　　Hermione pulled the quilt up and kept it under her head.

　　 "I...I mean, it doesn't matter...this...this is an accident...I mean, I went to see Kreacher's breakfast and then pulled Ron up..."

　　 "You guys go on!" Harry dropped a word in a panic. He could fully understand Fanlin's mood, just like him and Ginny, but it seems that his friends will be even more here...

　　 The door slammed shut.

　　 Fanlin looked at Hermione who had shrunk into a ball with a headache.

　　 So, he forgot to lock the door after he came back in the morning?

　　 To be honest, Fanlin wanted to use his wand to fly Harry out. Fortunately, the wand was far enough away from his hand. Even so, the spell cast without the wand was ready.

　　 A coma spell on the left hand, a transformation spell on the right hand, and finally a fuchsia?

　　 Or put Harry in front of Mrs. Black's picture, and let them have a friendly grand-grandson dialogue.

　　 However, it seems impossible to continue.

　　 "Has Harry gone?" Hermione said dullly under the blanket.

"Ok……"

　　 Hermione pulled the quilt a little, "So, how did he get in?"

　　 "I got up early and came back and forgot to lock the door..." Fanlin said helplessly, and meeting Snape made him ignore some unimportant details.

　　 "Okay!" Hermione's breathing was a bit short, and then she gave Fanlin a flushed look, "It's all your fault."

　　 "This is Harry..."

　　 "It's you!" Hermione glared at Fanlin again, "Get out!"

　　 "What are you doing, I live here!"

　　 "Harry must be something, you hurry up, I want to change clothes!" said Hermione, her white and tender feet protruding from the quilt and kicking Fanlin's back hard, "Hurry up!"

　　 "I haven't seen it before!"

　　 Fanlin muttered softly, then got up from the bed, and as soon as he got up, a pillow hit Fanlin's head, "Unless you want to sleep on the floor at night."

　　 "Well, I'll go out, I'll go out!"

　　 Fanlin rushed out of the house a little embarrassed, and as soon as he turned around he saw Harry standing at the top of the stairs with embarrassment.

　　 "I thought you were awake..." Harry tried to say, and Fanlin was full of black lines.

　　 "So, why don't you knock on the door?"

　　 "I reminded you, I rushed up yelling your name all the way..." Harry said, "So, Hermione..."

　　 "Thank you, you don't need to care about it." Fanlin glared at Harry and said viciously, "She is fine."

　　 "No, I'm just worried about whether you can go to bed tonight or not."

"If you want, I think Ginny might wait for you to get married." Fanlin said, "Hermione is her good girlfriend, and Ron is her good brother, and I'm Ron's good friend. Fred also has George's good brother, one of Ginny's elder brothers."

　　 "You are not much older than her..." Harry murmured, thinking of Ginny, a feeling of longing.

　　 "So, Mr. Harry Potter, if necessary, I think when you get married..."

"Oh, okay, okay, I know it." Harry said quickly, Fanlin’s threat was not a joke, his friend, how crazy he is when he treats the person who offends him. Really experienced ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ For example, Umbridge?

　　 Well, most of the other people are no longer here. Just like Dudley’s computer games, many people have started a new round of adventure.

　　 Harry itself is an example, isn't it?

　　 For example, if I provoke Fanlin, I lost Hermione's homework for a long time, and then I was always beaten and bruised when practicing the spell.

　　The good name is to deepen the impression, which helps him remember these spells better.

　　 was hit on the head by the coma curse, and then was lifted, and then repeated the process.

　　 Harry even wondered if his brains were all shaken, like potion reagents, they always need to shake back and forth.

"Very well, Mr. Harry Potter, although I can tell you it's a bit late, but I still want to hear you early in the morning, instead of looking for food downstairs with Ron, you broke into my room instead. What's the purpose?" Fanlin said in a bad tone, and walked downstairs with Harry.

"I'm about to talk about this." Harry rolled his eyes at Fanlin, condensing everything he wanted to express on it, "The Death Eaters outside disappeared. I observed for two hours, but Indeed, they are not here anymore."

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