Start at Marvel's Hogwarts Hoo

After spending some boring time alone in the dormitory, John found his friends at dinner.

"Are you, Senior Sister Harris?"

John looked at the short senior sister who was holding Hermione's arm in confusion.

"Why, I even introduced the castle to you two!" Alicia rolled her eyes cutely, "Just call me Alicia like Hermione."

Because Hermione was already being held by her senior sister, John consciously stepped back next to Harry.

"How did they get to know each other?" John asked Harry and the others in a low voice.

"It seems to be Hermione's roommate...they have an extra room in their dormitory." Harry recalled that he seemed to have heard Hermione say that at noon.

"Don't worry about it!" Ron squeezed into the middle and put his arms around their shoulders. "You have no idea how exciting this morning's class is!"

He looked at John, visibly excited.

"Professor McGonagall is an Animagus! Merlin's beard! Documents from the Ministry of Magic say there are only a few Animagus in the British wizarding world...you can count them on two hands!"

"And Seamus blew up a matchstick during class today! Malfoy was so frightened that he jumped up... Oh, you probably don't know Malfoy yet..."

Several people shared with John interesting things that happened today, such as how annoying the Malfoy brat was, Hermione and Alicia reading books in the library all afternoon, and the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher who had a lot of strange odors. Smell - Ron said it was the smell left by magical creatures. He felt that Professor Quirrell was a wizard with rich experience...

"You said you were in third grade?" John looked at Alicia sitting on the other side of Hermione in surprise. After all, she was even a little shorter than Hermione...

"I feel like you're thinking of something rude." Alicia cut the pork chops on the plate vigorously, as if it was John lying on the plate. "I'm just a little different from my peers... You don't need to apologize, I I’m used to it.”

Hermione glared at John and pushed the honey water originally intended for John to Alicia.

Woman, you have changed!Have a new love and forget about the old love!It's all my fault, blame me for falling in love with a heartless person...

"You haven't said what you've been busy with these two days." Ron across the table raised his head curiously, because there was a separate Hufflepuff dining table on their left, and a few friends on their right. Ron did not lower his voice, and Harry, who was sitting next to him, also looked over.

"It's nothing, it's just that Dumbledore saw my talent and wanted to teach me the skill of slaying dragons." John raised his head at a 45° angle, with an inscrutable look on his face.

"Come on, I believe you when you say he's looking for Hermione. Your pronunciation of spells is worse than mine. You're going to deliver food to the dragon."

A hit!

Because of the Sharingan, John's staff-raising posture is the most similar to Mrs. Weasley's in the cram school, but his pronunciation of spells is the worst among the others - even the fluorescent spell he uses is better than Hermione's. Twice the time to study.

Fortunately, there is a system that prevents him from hanging on the big tree chanting the mantra.

"He is Snape, Head of Slytherin. You must be careful when you attend his class tomorrow."

"Is there anything special about him?"

"Well, he has been giving crazy extra points to Slytherin and deducting points to Gryffindor in Potions class... I have always believed that Slytherin's success in winning seven consecutive championships has a lot to do with him as the dean. "

"How...how could he do this?!" Harry exclaimed.

"Where are the other Heads of Houses?" Hermione asked with a frown.

"Hmm... I heard George say this. It probably means 'Snape is the most shameless dean in the college' and 'Compared to him, Filch looks adorable!'" Ron struggled to open his mouth. Swallow the chicken leg meat inside.

"Merlin's beard! Why do you always look like you were reincarnated as a starving ghost?" Seamus touched his blown-off hair and sighed.After dinner, he would go to the school nurse, Madam Pomfrey, and ask her to take care of his hair.

John's eyes rolled crookedly as he listened to what they were saying.

"Harry, let's make a bet." Grindelwald said in a bewitching tone.

"Well...you talk first."

"As long as you dress up as I designed, I guarantee that Snape will not only deduct points from Gryffindor tomorrow, but will actually give you extra points!"

That’s right, time traveler checking in: Harry Potter!

He had wanted to try it for a long time.

"What does it look like?"

Harry was a little wary and did not agree directly.

"Some simple looks, don't worry it won't change too much... Don't you want to be the first Gryffindor to get extra points in Snape's hands?... Only then can you be worthy of your status as the savior!"

"Then...I'll try tomorrow?"

Looking at his friends who were eager to give it a try, Harry said that we could give it a try first...it was so kind that it was hard to refuse!

……

After dinner, Harry and the others went to watch Wood and the others train, and Alicia went to the library to find some information. John was finally able to snatch Hermione back from her hands.

"Since when have you two become so familiar?"

On the sofa in the corner of the lounge, the boy whispered in the girl's ear.

"She's pretty much the same as me...both like reading...neither has many friends..."

"Ron and Harry are going to cry."

"Of course they are my friends...I mean before...when it was just you..."

"Ah...so you don't want me now?"

"No!" Hermione turned her head from John's arms and glared at him, "We agreed!"

lifetime.

As dusk arrives, the candlelight fades into light and shadow.

Feeling the increasingly ambiguous atmosphere, Hermione no longer felt his gaze and turned her head to escape.

"Let me go...I'm going to the library to do my homework!"

"Will you be my girlfriend? For life."

"We still..."

"Not too young. We can get engaged in a few years."

Hermione buried her face in his chest, her voice sounding like a mosquito.

"Isn't it nice to be like this..."

"But I don't want to just be your best friend, honey. You're so good..."

"But...I'm afraid...John..."

"afraid of what?"

"What you have been hiding... you can do better than me in the exam, you can tell those touching stories, you can talk to the principal on this day... Don't lie to me, I'm not stupid!"

……

"Ms. Hermione Jane Granger." The boy held the girl's cheek. "Maybe you don't believe it, but I have liked you since a very early age. It has been so long that you can't imagine...every time you Every time I am happy, every time I cry, every time I am depressed...I am present, and they all touch my heart..."

"I love you, not because of what kind of person you are, just because you are Hermione Jane Granger, just because I like the feeling when I am with you...Hermione, I love you...If you have to... This love has a deadline...I hope it will be 1 years!"

The girl trembled and closed her eyes... She did not say sweet words of love like the boy did, she used the most direct expression...

"I love you too, John..."

Time seemed to have frozen. Under the dim candlelight, there was only an affectionate boy, kissing his girl without hesitation...

Perhaps at the beginning, he liked Miss Know-It-All in that book, but nearly ten years have been enough for him to distinguish...who is the love of his life!

When Harry and Ron came back sweating profusely, this was what they saw.

"My dear, would you like to accompany me to the library tomorrow~"

"Okay, my baby, I am willing to do anything for you~"

"Mu~!"

"Harry? Harry! Why are you still standing there?"

"what?"

"Hurry up and kill us both to add to the fun!"

……

"What are you doing in the common room if you don't go back to the dormitory?" John let go of Hermione, his face full of displeasure.

"You also know that this is the common room." Ron and Harry sat on the sofa closest to the fireplace and said angrily, "Thanks to you two, there is no one in the common room today... It should be you two." Hurry back to the dormitory."

"I just said I felt someone tapping my shoulder..." Hermione blushed and said embarrassedly.

"That's Patsy, I drove him away." Bully John turned to look at Ron, "Your brother is really blind."

"What a coincidence, that's what I thought too." Ron nodded with a look of agreement.

Collapsed on the sofa, Harry finally regained his breath and raised his right hand towards John.

A newspaper was caught in his hand.

"Daily Prophet? Harry, do you still have the habit of reading newspapers?"

"That was supposed to be sent during lunch today... Errol is really getting old, and I think our family really needs to get another owl next year."

Hermione took the newspaper from John's hand, opened it and read, "Newt Scamander showed up at the XXXX Animal Protection Society. Is this another betrayal of humanity?"

"Not this one."

"A large number of illegal alchemy items are suspected to have appeared in Knockturn Alley, and a large number of Aurors have rushed to the blockade site..."

"next."

"Cornelly Fudge - the greatest Minister of Magic!"

"Not this one..."

"Why don't you just tell me which one it is?!"

"Okay...the Gringotts one."

"Yesterday afternoon, Gringotts vault 713 was stolen. Fortunately, the contents were legally taken away... Here, Mr. Rhaast, the head of Gringotts in London, strongly condemned the intruder and said Offering a reward of 100 million gold galleons to the hero who finds and brings him back...this one?"

"Well, when Hagrid took me to Diagon Alley yesterday, he went to get something from this vault...a small bag...he picked it up for Dumbledore," Harry said.

"Hagrid? Is that the gamekeeper?" John asked pretendingly.He was not prepared to get involved in this matter now. He had to find Old Dengtou again.

"Yes, we received this newspaper from home when we were at the stadium... Harry took me to find him, but he only said that the thing came from Dumbledore's good friend..."

"Well, he just accidentally let it slip. He didn't say anything else." Harry said quickly.

"I don't think we need to worry about this matter for the time being. After all, Dumbledore is the most powerful wizard, isn't he?" Hermione stood up and pulled John up. "Now we should go back to the dormitory. I don't want to be beaten by McGonagall again." The professor caught it.”

"Oh, you are so disappointing." Ron curled his lips dissatisfied.

"Okay, Ron." John patted Ron on the shoulder and whispered, "Go back and talk."

…the entrance to the girls’ dormitory…

"Good night, baby, go to bed early~"

"You too...don't talk to them too late...and remember to wake Harry up early tomorrow. I will ask Alicia to dress him up."

"Love is like a rein...I will never tie myself up so early." Ron turned to look at Harry and said with confidence.

I remember back then (the day before going to Hogwarts, Hermione and John were resting at the Weasley house), he, John, George and Fred sat together to talk about the general trend of the wizarding world (bragging (It was really cool, and it was mainly John and the other two playing), and they chatted all day long together (at three or four o'clock in the middle of the night, the next day when I got up with dark circles under my eyes, I was severely punished by Mrs. Weasley), Look now...hey, a generation of genius John...has fallen into the hands of this woman...

Returning to the dormitory, Ron was so tired that he fell asleep after following the players' activities.

Well... no matter how powerful this person is, he is always the one who can't stand the sleepiness the most... that night too.