I can enter Hogwarts in the last days

Chapter 405 Delicious 'ice cream' during the holidays

Today, in addition to the loose-tied chiffon shirt on her upper body, Hermione also wore a pair of tight jeans that perfectly showed off the arc of her calves. She had the perfect combination of a young girl and a strong man in the workplace.

On her feet were a pair of slender black high-heeled shoes with red soles, paired with black semi-transparent over-the-knee socks, which made Hermione inexplicably a bit more sharp and aggressive.

However, compared to the outside, Hermione's heart was more complicated at this moment. From the anger when she first saw the newspaper, to the grievance after facing Ian, it reversed very quickly.

A pair of eyes were already slightly red, but the eye sockets seemed to be trying their best to maintain their duties, preventing the overflowing tears from falling easily.

Seeing this, Ian still didn't know that Hermione was really sad. But what puzzled him was that it was just a false report, so why would it be like this...

"Hermione, listen to me. I don't deny that many of the things Rita wrote did happen, but all the contents in the newspaper are inducements." Ian said frankly.

When there is a misunderstanding between lovers, honesty often has surprising effects. Of course... the prerequisite is that the other party is rational and has no distorted views.

Obviously, Hermione doesn't belong to the latter.

After hearing that Ian did not immediately defend himself, but instead proactively admitted that many of the things in the newspaper actually happened, Hermione felt much more relaxed.

After seeing Hermione's expression softening a little, Ian also breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

"I also asked Fudge to do Daphne's arrest. The reason is very simple. Jealousy has twisted her soul. She tried to use a black magic curse to hurt you..."

"Hurt me?" Hermione interrupted Ian's words, and at the same time she became a little angry inside. Why did she have to be involved in everything, including newspapers, and now this too.

"What does this have to do with me? I don't even know her!" Hermione felt extremely wronged.

"So she is almost crazy, and the Greengrass family is also famous for being paranoid..."

While explaining the origin of the matter, Ian gave Hermione some information about pure-blood families.

About half an hour later.

Hermione lowered her arms, and her whole body was not as sharp and sharp as before.

At this moment, Hermione propped her arms on the chair and held her chin with one hand. After losing all her aggression, she looked very well-behaved and weak.

"In other words, if you didn't stop the bracelet, then I might lose my memory or even become a fool?" Hermione asked.

After seeing Hermione realize the seriousness of the matter, Ian nodded with relief, but still added:

"It's not possible, but after you come into contact with the bracelet, you will inevitably be cursed to erode your brain, causing irreversible damage."

"Am I living in the Middle Ages! What is this?" Hermione covered her forehead with one hand and sighed helplessly.

"Don't worry, she can't run away!" Ian said firmly, then changed the subject, looked at Hermione sincerely, and said: "Hermione! I'm sorry, everything happened because of me! You made it happen Innocent victims.”

"What does this have to do with you? There is no need to apologize."

Hermione decisively refused Ian's apology. She was not an unreasonable person, and if seriously pursued, both she and Ian could be called victims, and even Ian was more innocent.

On the other side, after hearing this, Ian also lamented his girlfriend's rationality. However, he still said unwillingly:

"I originally planned to wait for her to enter Azkaban before taking action. Who would have thought that Fudge is rarely reliable in his work..."

<divclass="contentadv">"Are you still going to take action?" Hermione frowned. She didn't want Ian to do anything illegal. In her opinion, sanctions from the Ministry of Magic were enough.

"Yes! Let the initiator also experience the feeling of clearing his memory."

Seeing Ian talking about revenge seriously, Hermione shook her head decisively and said: "Forget it, the sanction from the Ministry of Magic is enough. If we also use magic unscrupulously, what is the difference between us and her. "

Ian thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll listen to you."

In his opinion, Daphne Greengrass was just a clown, and he didn't take any action, but he didn't say that he couldn't hint at it, and someone would definitely rush to do it at that time.

Sometimes the suggestion from a superior is the scariest thing, because it is truly without scale, and all actions depend on the listener's will.

"So good!" Hermione stood up and reached out to caress Ian's cheek. The warm feeling made her reluctant to take her hand back for a moment.

"There is someone better, do you want to try?" As he said this, Ian put his hands around Hermione's slim waist, and after exerting a little force, he instantly picked up Hermione, who was still in a daze.

Similarly, Hermione seemed to understand what was coming next. Not only did she not resist, but she kicked off her high heels. Her two slender long legs immediately bent and overlapped, and her whole body hung on Ian like a koala.

Before entering the bedroom, Ian quietly snapped his fingers to secure the door of the RV so that the Grangers would not be able to open the door casually.

……

Two hours later.

With the help of the cleaning spell, the entire bedroom becomes brand new again. Of course, the lingering fragrance in the room fully demonstrated the results of the victory just now.

With Ian's help, Hermione was already fully dressed, sitting on the edge of the bed with her hands and knees clasped, her smooth feet stepping on the bed, crystal clear and spotless.

As for the previous pair of black semi-transparent stockings... I'm sorry, what restored them to their original state was the repair spell, which did not repair items with more than 80% damage in battle.

At this moment, Ian was lying lazily on the bed, staring at the white body close at hand, and suddenly smiled evilly: "Hermione! I want to eat ice cream."

"Ice cream?" Hermione was stunned when she heard this, but then she said, "There shouldn't be any for sale here, right? I'll go out with you to look for it later, but I advise you not to have too much hope."

"No need to bother, there are ready-made ones here." As he said that, Ian grabbed one and put it to his lips.

"You...you...let go!" Hermione blushed for a moment, and at the same time looked at Ian with wide eyes and some disbelief, because just now, she had already felt...Ian was not joking.

Hermione looked so cute, which made Ian's heart tremble. At the same time, he became more and more playful. He reached out his hand and gently scratched the arch of his foot...

"Ah~ Hahaha, let go...did you hear..."

After a while of fighting, Hermione's breathing became a little rapid. After giving Ian a hard look, she said angrily: "Don't think about me coming to see you again this week!"

"Yeah! If you don't look for me, I'll look for you!" Ian said nonchalantly just after winning the overwhelming victory.