Hogwarts Archmage

Ma En was stunned and couldn't recover for a long time.He suddenly remembered the Hermione who was a bit irritable and always offended others because of her overly upright attitude. He was completely different from the girl in front of him who was discussing killing his future child with a cold expression on his face.

He frowned and sat there in deep thought for a long time. Esther came over and rubbed his temples on both sides with some distress.

"Then don't get pregnant. I can wait for you. Although I don't know who I am, and according to Margaery, the price for you to tell me directly is too high, but we should be able to live for a long time, as long as you say." Outrageous timing is also like a yawning timing.”

Marn lost interest in continuing to chat and turned around to go back to his room to rest. Esther and Hermione did not follow him up, but stayed here.

They drank tea for a while, and Hermione suddenly asked a question: "Esther, what are you? I already know what Margaery is and what I am, so what are you?"

Esther raised her eyebrows and glanced at her: "Yes, you were there originally, Margaery came with him, and I...you should ask Margaery this question, because I don't know either. , and she knows everything.”

Hermione thought of all the special things about Esther and asked, "Do you have a blood connection with Marne?"

"Ah."

Esther picked up the black tea, added some sugar, took a sip, and responded nonchalantly: "I have a second ability, which is based on the blood connection, but it is not the spiritual power that only close relatives like Margery have. Physical power.”

"What is it."

"You have too many questions, Hermione."

Esther stood up and walked to her, hunched over her face, her face almost touching Hermione's face, and said in a low voice: "Perhaps it is because of the lack of emotion that you have no scruples and become... It's very rude, but humans must know fear and respect. If you really can't find your emotions, I can at least help you think of one --- Margaery should have warned you not to offend me, right? ?”

After saying that, she smiled sweetly: "I think it's time for us to go back to bed. As a spouse, you shouldn't let your lover stay alone in an empty bed without any reason, right?"

Hermione looked at Esther's outstretched hand. Maybe after a long time, maybe just a few seconds, she stood up and took her arm, and together they walked into the room that Marn had just entered.

There are many rooms and more floors here. They just randomly picked a floor to live in. After Hermione and Esther left, the hall on this floor immediately became quiet.

After a long time, a faint sigh came from the air, and Margery, who was supposed to be sleeping, suddenly appeared here.

She didn't speak, and she couldn't find anyone to talk to here now. She just looked at Ma En's room, turned around and walked back to her room.

The "Margery" originally lying on the bed slowly turned into a pile of foam, floated towards her, and integrated into her body.

Margaery glanced at her bed, turned around, took a step, and suddenly disappeared.

When he appeared again, he was no longer in the "golden house" in the physical sense, but in front of a plump girl.

Max had already drank the potion a few hours ago. Although she didn't know it most of the time, she had gone through a ordeal and had some new thoughts about her life.

The beautiful girl who suddenly appeared in front of her shocked her, but she quickly adjusted her mentality and said with some anxiety: "Hello, are you looking for the three people just now?"

Margery did not speak, but picked up her textbook and flipped through a few pages. There were some very cute portraits on it. After looking at a few pictures, she turned to face the plump girl in front of her and said: " Your name is Max? A prostitute who goes to the black community to make quick money? Your future dream is...oh, it has changed, you now want to be a traveler."

"me…"

Faced with the sudden question, Max was a little at a loss, and she didn't know how to answer. In the end, she could only nod. She had no objection to Margaery's impoliteness, and she didn't dare to have any objection.

Margery stared into her eyes: "Excuse me, can you... die?"

The cute-looking girl in front of him said the terrible words with a calm face. Max's whole body was covered with chills. He involuntarily took two steps back and put his hand into the pillow.

"You...what are you talking about? Who are you? I have nothing to do with them, they just gave me two potions..."

Margery slapped her palm with her wand nonchalantly, looked at her indifferently and said, "If I were you, I wouldn't take out that wand that's not even as good as a fire stick in front of a guy who is obviously an alien. Junk stuff, especially if it hasn't been used or maintained for over two years, is stupid because you risk irritating me."

Max gulped.

She put her hand under the pillow and slowly took it out, her movements very gentle.

"What are you going to do...let me go...please..."

"Let's make a simple deal." Margaery sat on the only clean chair in the room, folded her hands on her knees, and told her true purpose: "You want to raise a Child, apart from being supported by you, this child has no biological relationship with you, and he will not make your belly grow bigger before he is actually born."

Max breathed a sigh of relief: "Is it... surrogacy? I can... but I may not have that much money to give him adequate nutrition..."

She was a very indifferent girl, and she didn't think it was unreasonable to sacrifice her womb in exchange for her life.

Margery nodded and shook her head: "You will have to give birth to him for a long time, but you will also gain long life and eternal youth. The only price is that after the child is born, he will regard you as his mortal enemy and will kill you. I’ll kill you countless times, don’t worry, you won’t really die.”

Max was silent.

In fact, surrogacy is not a big deal in the United States. The poor in this country have always been the tools and utensils of the rich. She herself also thought that when she was about 30 years old in the future, she would not be able to sell the price to do this, so she did not do much. Seriously, but...

This does not mean that she is willing to raise a child who will live in her belly for who knows how many years, especially when the child will kill her at birth.

Again, she is not an idiot who took drugs and lost her mind. On the contrary, in order to achieve her goal, she read a lot of books and had enough ability to think about how terrible it is to be killed countless times. thing.