The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

At the end of July, the birthday Harry received countless greeting cards on this day, and he was staying in the attic tearing up countless presents, but Cyrus was miserable.

"We should have gone to buy these things a long time ago, there are only two tents..." Hermione frowned, sitting on the sofa...to be precise, it should be sitting on Cyrus' lap, naked feet on his back.

The Grangers went to work, and there was a lot of luggage and an oversized magic tent on the open ground.

"Why don't you let Professor McGonagall come over, anyway, I will go with you when the time comes." Cyrus closed his eyes, and every time she stepped on her lightly, there would be a deep hum from him.

Although this is a gesture that some may consider 'humiliating', Cyrus doesn't seem to take any offense as Hermione's 'love' for him is undiminished, it's just a form of expression .

Not to mention, Cyrus had fun with it.

"No! We have another week to go!"

When Hermione rubbed her toes back and forth boredly along her back, he said in a trembling voice: "But haven't we met those freshmen this year? Let's take some time to rest."

Dumbledore's visit on the seventh day of the summer vacation meant that Cyrus' leisurely rest was over...Although he had arranged all the affairs, big and small, Hermione still held him and refused to let go.

It seems to be expressing: I am doing everything myself, why can you rest? !

And the day before yesterday, after he had just finished visiting the exhibition hall of the British game company GW, Hermione picked him up again and kicked Cyrus out of the world full of sci-fi and darkness.

"Don't you go to bed so early every night, don't you have enough rest?" Hermione asked knowingly, "You won't do something strange with my photo... Tsk~"

She used a plot that only appeared in third-rate novels to slander Cyrus.

"You... What nonsense are you talking about again? Why are you slandering me out of thin air... You are the one who came to see me at night!"

Cyrus, who is not dead, secretly found Hermione's photo album. He thought that getting Hermione's "big teeth grin" photo would give him some advantages, but he didn't expect that she would secretly use the hanging ring to go to Cyrus late at night for several days in a row. bedroom.

Lying on the bed, Cyrus felt his nose itchy, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Hermione... Her eyes, infected by the Force, were like torches in the darkness, and she was still staring at the edge of the bed with him.

Gu Yi is on top... This is the moment he regrets the most. If he had known today, he would never have sent her to suspend the ring!

"You're just worried that you'll do something bad, dear Cyrus~" She moved her body up at the inward bend of her knees, with her legs wrapped around his waist, "After all...you have a criminal record of"

"How can I have a criminal record?!" He twisted his body symbolically a few times as if his hair had exploded.

"Such as sneaking into my bedroom at night, or ... facing my just off..." Hermione's voice sounded like a whisper to him, and it seemed like a pair of big hands were pinching his neck, making him suffocate .

"Okay, don't talk anymore! Otherwise, we will die together!!" Cyrus shouted with a blush on his face, "Ha~ the front teeth of the president, Mandy and the others must be interested..."

Hermione stomped on him again in embarrassment, looking at his hunched posture like a bug, and guessing something, Hermione deliberately straightened his back so that his head and legs were at the same level.

She was blushing and panting heavily...but because of her actions, she felt a sense of dominance in her heart, which was another level of confidence...

It was very similar to the way she woke up from a dream the next day after secretly reading Padma's novel in the middle of the night.

"It's okay~" Hermione leaned against her palate slightly, crossed her hips, and stood on the sofa, like a returning goddess of victory, looking down at him, "If that's the case, I'll use a potion to remove my front teeth this Christmas! "

Getting rid of the front teeth was already planned, although it was a pity for Cyrus...

"It's not necessary!"

"Why?" She was puzzled by Cyrus' reaction.

"I mean... cough... Mien, I don't really care about this..." He swallowed a lot of words, for example, he actually misses the feeling of being bitten, like a pine cone.

"Aha! Cyrus, you're finally exposed!" Hermione kicked him lightly and jumped off.

Stitch graciously handed over his coat. He has lived here for more than a year, and he has completely mastered everyone's personality... In a word: don't mess with Hermione, you can play with it however you want.

It shook its ears fawningly, and took two chocolate frogs from Hermione.

I'm really sorry for Cyrus, because of Hermione's oppression and Mrs. Granger's dessert skills, Stitch has completely betrayed him...it betrayed the friendship between the two...

When it proudly looked at Cyrus who was being tortured, it found that there was only forgiveness in his eyes. What kind of broad-mindedness is that?

Cyrus knew that, sooner or later, it would recognize Hermione, and then... when Stitch returned to him, their friendship would grow stronger.

There was still a while before the Grangers came back, and the two decided to go out for a stroll, and help Harry send some food and greeting cards, but when Hermione was about to send some fruit candies stored at home, they were stopped by Cyrus. down.

And considerately put on sugar-free chewing gum and drinks for Harry.

"Eating too much sweets is bad for your health..." He just choked out these words under Hermione's teasing eyes.

But in fact, these are just things Cyrus and Stitch don't drink very much, especially milk. For Cyrus, only Coke is the real 'perfect', no matter how you say it, never drink milk!

And the Coke that has been cast with a freezing spell is the supreme truth.

'Unless Mien fed it? ’ Another voice echoed in the back of his head, mocking him.

When they got home, it was already night, and the two of them' Mercury came in through the small window opened separately on the balcony with a few letters, and ran to the other side to search for corn kernels.

One was a letter from Mr. Prime Minister, which began with serious condolences to Headmaster Dumbledore and the two. He told Cyrus and Hermione about those children and Harry.

The number of wizards was already scarce, not to mention the need to filter out those children who already had complete families. He traveled almost half of the UK, only to find seven or eight 'special talents'.

They are not tools, but a few seeds... Children with the hearts of ordinary people who are about to enter the magical world.

Cyrus and Hermione traveled back and forth with Detective Jin according to the address in mid-July, and finally calmed down the emotions of those wizards, and told them with certainty: "You are not monsters..."

As for Harry's matter, it was Chester King who took care of it. The Dursleys never expected that they would always be guests with each other, and the amiable Masons were actually Squibs?

Because of Agent King's visit and help, Vernon and Petunia's attitudes have improved, at least Harry is not a house elf like Dobby.

"He looks more earnest than he looks." Hermione thought of the stern detective.

"As I said, his favorite radio station is definitely rock..." Cyrus confirmed his guess even more.

The rest are from Principal Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall. The main content of the former is that Dumbledore hopes that the two of them will have a good talk with him about their thoughts on the future after school starts.

And the latter was about next week's visit...but Professor McGonagall was more enthusiastic about the Quidditch World Cup than they were.

"The news about the former chancellor of the exchequer and the current prime minister will not make any changes to social welfare at present, and hope that the royal family will fulfill its corresponding responsibilities to the country..." Mr. Granger turned on the TV, broadcasting the evening news.

This is about a topic that has always been hot: royal taxation.

"I always thought the Prime Minister would compromise in the end." Mr. Granger said with some surprise, "This is not a good operation..."

"So this will empower his competitors?" Hermione hesitated for a moment, but she still grasped the key point as she was learning more and more.

"The king is more like a life-long 'civil servant'. Although the old nobles will not participate in politics, the prime minister is now almost equivalent to revoking some benefits of civil servants"

And more importantly, the royal family has the voice of the people, which is extremely detrimental to the current Prime Minister of the United Kingdom, and no one will resign because of a benefit.

"But as long as he implements it as soon as possible, he can get it back..."

It seems that Prime Minister John has been deeply influenced and chose the latter between 'compromise' and 'radical'.

Mr. Granger would never have guessed that the prime minister's impulsive behavior seemed to him, but he never imagined that his daughter and Cyrus were also involved in the incident.

The prime minister, who knew who was behind the royal family, did not want to compromise on this.

Compromise can be made for the royal family, after all, the queen will participate in public welfare activities to attract more capital, but forget about the rest...especially the bugs that hide in the depths of British history.

As Churchill said: "Never compromise..."

(Sorry~ I’m so sorry for the weekend extravaganza, but I’ve already written part of it, but I still haven’t finished it... In short! Shishi won’t stop! Let’s code slowly, fox!)