Hogwarts Archmage

Esther's menstrual period has arrived, which surprised Ma En.

It's not that he doesn't have common sense, but since the two of them had real negative distance contact, Esther has never been to this thing. Originally, Ma En thought she was pregnant, but later found out that this was just a little contact with him. Change, and you will gradually get used to it.

"Don't worry, it's normal. It happens once in a while."

Esther packed her things in the room and said, "I'm going to sleep in another room tonight. I don't want to see the two of you having such heated activities."

"actually…"

"Stop..." Esther sighed, looked at Marne and said, "There's no need to be patient, just let Hermione try how I feel... Remember to soundproof, I'm afraid I can't help it."

After saying that, he twisted his head and left.

Hermione looked at Marne, thought for a moment and then said: "I may not be able to hold on..."

"Have to try."

……

At three o'clock in the morning, Hermione recovered under the influence of the potion. She breathed heavily, combed her wet and messy hair and said, "I have to drink some water. You have also vented your anger. Please take it slow for now."

"Actually, it's okay for me. I don't really need to rest."

Ma En scratched his hair and said that he always felt that his physical strength and energy were getting better and better, and he didn't know why.

"Just think you need to rest..."

Hermione stood up, threw on a piece of clothing casually, and walked towards the living room. Marn wanted to remind her that there was water in the room, but considering that her purpose might not be to drink water but to take a rest, she kept silent.

After about ten minutes, she opened the door again and walked in.The clothes on his body were thrown onto the hanger nearby, and he lay on Ma En's left side, pillowing on his chest.

They didn't do anything, they just lay quietly for a while, and they didn't know when they fell asleep.

……

"This thing...no...what is this?"

Max sat on the big leather sofa and looked at what Margaery was holding in horror. His whole body was trembling and his voice was trembling when he spoke.

Margery was holding a bloody mass of tentacles in her hand. It was covered in red and bright yellow mucus, but miraculously, it didn't leave anything on Margery's hand. Traces, just like the mucus can only exist on its body surface and will not stick to other places.

"Take off your top." Margery gave an instruction without giving it directly.

After she said this, Max involuntarily began to unbutton her already thin pajamas. The movements were very gentle but not under her own control.

A pair of big meatballs jumped out, and Margery frowned. This thing... was a bit in the way.

But she didn't care. She scratched the ravine between the two peaks with her finger and tore a hole.

The flesh ball that was still squirming while being held in his hand smelled the smell of blood and struggled to crawl towards the wound.

Margery let go of her hand, and the meat ball jumped over, and quickly penetrated Max's body along the wound. She could feel the thing holding her heart tightly.

A bottle of medicine was sprinkled on it, and the wound healed as if nothing had happened.

This residence was very quiet, so quiet that Max could clearly hear his own heartbeat and the sound of another heartbeat beating with his own heart.

The control was removed, and she asked with a pale face: "What is this? Isn't it an embryo? Why is it in the heart, and why does it have a heartbeat!?"

Margery tilted her head and glanced at her, frowning: "Put your clothes on."

There was no direct control this time, but Max still put on his clothes obediently.

She nodded with satisfaction and answered Max's question: "This is the embryo, just another form. In fact, I have tried all my methods, but it is still so big... As for the heartbeat, that's not important. It is very close to the heart." Normally, when it reaches the uterus, it means it is about to be born, and now, the heart area is more suitable for it."

Max swallowed and said, "I...is there anything I should pay attention to?"

"It's nothing. Just remember to eat when you are hungry. You will eat a lot in the near future, but you will become thinner. Don't worry too much. This time will only last for less than ten years. After that, you will return to normal. It needs Adapt. There will be some active funds in your vault on a regular basis. Don't worry too much about your future life...or enjoy the life before it was born, otherwise you will just run for your life."

Margaery patiently explained to her that she was originally very gentle, but she just became a little irritable yesterday due to poor sleep and Hermione's unexpected changes.

But Max was not so patient. She said in disbelief: "Ten years!? And this is just the beginning?"

"Any questions?"

Margery looked at her in confusion, wondering why Max was yelling.

"I'm sorry, I just...ten years are too long and I can't understand it..."

She suddenly said: "I forgot, you were still a pure human before you drank the potion Hermione gave you. It's normal to not be able to accept this kind of time span for a while... Don't worry, ten years is very short, more than ten years." Eat some, maybe... you can be a gourmet?"

"I... that Hermione... the potion she gave me changed after I drank it?" Max asked tentatively.

"Well, I said there was something wrong with those potions."

Margaery directly affirmed her statement, and also gave her other popular science: "I wanted to kill you yesterday because of this. I didn't want the first subordinate I returned to be a prostitute, but considering that you are also a prostitute anyway, I’ve met a few of them, why don’t I use you to do something meaningful.”

Seeing Margaery say these dangerous words with a calm face and even a smile, Max swallowed again. She didn't know how many mouthfuls she had taken tonight.

"In other words, if I don't agree... I might actually die?"

"Huh?" Margery looked at her strangely and said, "Why might you die?"

"It's not that you said..."

"You didn't understand. What I meant was that if you don't agree, I will kill you immediately... You don't think I will let you go easily, do you?"

"..."

Max stopped talking. Last night she felt that the beautiful girl in front of her was as dangerous as a Tyrannosaurus. Now that she thought about it, what kind of thing was a Tyrannosaurus? She was still too young.

After everything was done, Margaery stood up and prepared to leave. Before leaving, she suddenly thought of something: "By the way, you need to think of a name for your race. Your purpose...just be a messenger."

"Race?" Max was stunned for a moment: "That tribe of people..."

"Find a way to survive by yourself, if you don't want to be exhausted from delivering letters every day."

Max wanted to say more, but Margaery was nowhere to be seen in this big house.