Hogwarts Archmage

"Actually, you don't have to be too afraid. I won't do anything to you. You will hurt your place of residence." Hermione lowered her head and looked at her chest. "Don't be too afraid. I am your mother after all."

After speaking, he raised his head and looked at Max: "Same for you."

Max looked at Margery nervously and bit his lip.

She concealed this matter for the embryo and did not tell Margaery, thinking that no one would find out.Margery raised her head and smiled at her without saying anything, which made her even more frightened.

She knew very well how scary the gentle-looking girl in front of her was.

Hermione shook her head gently and sighed: "Margaery won't do anything to you. You still have value, but I have to remind you one thing."

"What..." Max asked with a trembling tone, not only because of fear, but also because of the exhaustion after the overloaded heart and strenuous exercise.

"It's supposed to be smart and you can use its opinions, but don't listen too much because you don't know when it's lying to you, when it's telling the truth, and most importantly... to it. You are actually a prison, and what prisoner would have a favorable impression of a prison...and gratitude?"

"I...I see..."

Hermione then turned her head: "Margaery, let's go back."

Margaery stepped forward and held Hermione's hand: "You go back first, I have something to tell her."

"You...can't be..."

"Don't worry, it's not a punishment, it's really something."

Hermione nodded, and Margaery sent her back, then turned her head and tapped Max's chest lightly with her fingers.

Her fingers were very cold, and Max suddenly had goosebumps all over his body, and his originally fair and delicate skin became less beautiful.

"You know what? Hermione is kind."

It wasn't until Max's skin returned to its original state that Margaery withdrew her fingers, looked at her levelly and said, "She is actually reminding this embryo that she is its mother, helping you share your hatred."

Max was stunned for a moment: "Is...that's it?"

Margery nodded: "I will make this embryo forget about this and the conversation we just had. Then, I need you to do one thing for me. This is also the main purpose of inviting you here."

"Just say it."

After getting Max's response, Margaery reached out and took out a map from the air.

"You should know that there are four roads here, and these four roads will eventually converge at the end. This is not a big place, and what you have to do is let everyone swim in this blank sea. One lap.”

"This...this is difficult..."

Margery looked at Max's exposed upper body and said with a smile: "I will eliminate all non-gay women and gay men, and then you will be the only woman there who meets all the sexual preferences."

She casually fiddled with the two huge and erect balls of flesh: "A very, very attractive woman. For you, this matter should be very simple."

Max then breathed a sigh of relief and put on the underwear and sun protection clothing he had been carrying in his hand: "If that's the case, it would be really easy. There's no difficulty. I'm pretty good at attracting men and homosexuals."

"Indeed, this is also your strength."

Margery's finger lit up a white light, and after it fell on her chest, she turned around and took a step back to the black tea house.

Only Max was left here. She slowly fastened the buttons of her clothes, and her figure was captured by the surveillance crystal again.

"You didn't expect it, you were discovered so easily, and it almost got me involved." Max whispered slowly.

A lazy voice from her chest came to her mind: "What? I was in a daze just now."

"It's okay, I just think it's time to move on."

"No, you must be hiding something from me. Have you met them? Tell me the soul of the matter. Don't believe them!"

Max shook his head and stopped paying attention to it. Instead, he stuffed the small bag Hermione gave him into the pocket of his sweatpants, picked up his backpack, recalled the map, got up and walked towards the finish line.

Whether she should believe Margery or the embryo was never an option for her.

One is a superior unit that can easily capture his own thoughts and kill him at will. The other is just a parasite at the moment. Who should he listen to? Is it necessary to choose?

……

"They haven't come down yet?" Dobby was just placing food on the table when Margaery came back, but Hermione was the only one sitting at the table.

Hermione took a spoonful of semi-liquid yogurt and put it into her mouth. She pointed at the clock on the wall: "It's only been less than an hour. Do you think it's possible?"

"How about...you go give them some later?"

"Oh... forget it Margery, I'm just a poor lamb. I don't want to put myself in the mouth of a tiger. I hope Esther is okay now and Marne's physical strength is getting better and better."

After speaking, she scooped another spoonful of yogurt and was stunned when she was about to put it to her mouth. Why did this thing look so similar... She blushed.

Margaery looked at her with some confusion: "What's wrong with you? Do you have a cold? It shouldn't be right?"

"It's okay, I'm just a little hot."

After saying that, he stuffed the spoon into his mouth, and he was used to it anyway.

Snow was falling heavily outside the window. Margaery looked out the window and then at Hermione. She didn't quite understand. The temperature control magic of the black tea house shouldn't be that hot.

"If it doesn't work, let the air flow out."

"Um…"

The two lowered their heads and started eating quietly, ignoring the topic.

When I returned to the screen after lunch, the winner had just been decided in the swamp.

Most of the people fell under the knife of the people around them. In fact, only the few people at the beginning were actually killed by the big snake. The remaining people accidentally discovered that as long as they killed a contestant, they would not be attacked by the snake, and then they It became what it is now.

"Are you sure this makes sense?" Hermione asked, pointing to the somewhat tragic look on the screen.

"It was meaningful when Ma En started thinking. It's just that I stole that thinking and will return it to him at the right time. Although it cannot be used as an anchor, it can also become a link in the chain. .”

"I hope so... What's next? What will they face?"

Margaery shook her head: "It's okay for the time being. Marn is not here. It's useless even if all these people die. Instead of doing that, how about letting them rest and arrange some time for them to release stress and relax their mood? They have to digest it. .”

"Just watch, I don't quite understand these things... By the way, the conversation we had with Max just now won't be recorded, right?"

"Don't worry, how could something like this happen?"