Hogwarts: Don’t panic, Old Deng, I won’t be the Dark Lord

After class, Hermione kept sighing in Sisley's ear.

"Mathematical divination is much better than that mysterious divination class taught by Trelawney!"

"Well..." Sisley nodded, and the two returned to the lounge and found Harry and Ron lying dead in the corner. They lay there until evening.

"Hagrid's first class is tomorrow. I wonder if he will be nervous." Ron said quietly, resting his hands on his head.

"Humph, you are just worried. I have already taken action. This is the lesson plan I made for Hagrid. I only need him to add corresponding magical animals and classroom interactions according to different grades to ensure that he can complete it smoothly. First period." Hermione said proudly.

"When did you give Hagrid the lesson plan?" Sisley suddenly sat up and said.

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"Oops! I forgot! Hagrid will have class tomorrow, hurry up or it'll be too late!" Hermione quickly jumped out of the corner and pulled Sislay, and the four of them faced the sea next to the Forbidden Forest. The grid house was racing all the way.

In the hut, Hagrid was standing in front of a huge mirror, choosing clothes to wear to class tomorrow, when he heard a rush of footsteps, followed by four Sisleys who rushed into the room.

"Uh uh uh... what's wrong with you?" Hagrid looked at the four panting people and asked confused.

"You must not have prepared tomorrow's lesson plan...right?" Hermione asked, holding her knees up and gasping for breath.

"Teaching plans...we still need to prepare lesson plans!" Hagrid was confused for a while, then screamed when he realized what he was doing.

"That's right, we've prepared the lesson plan for you. You just need to fill it in with the appropriate magical animals and interactions with magical animals..." Hermione calmed down and said.

"Thank you so much. With the lesson plan you prepared, tomorrow's Magical Creatures class will definitely surprise the four of you!" Hagrid said after relaxing.

"Of course..." Sisley and the others nodded while vaguely saying that the castle was going to be under curfew soon, and it was a pity that they couldn't stay here to taste the delicious rock biscuits.

"Well, you must come to my place to see me when you have time." Hagrid said pitifully like a lonely old man.

"It must be true." The four of them said as they frantically retreated outside the hut.

After returning to the castle, Sisley made up a random lie and separated from Hermione and the others. He found a corner and took out the gift card from the daytime from the ring. The violent magic surged out and erased the superficial magic on the card. .

[Twelve o'clock tonight, at the end of the west corridor on the third floor. 】

"I have never seen such a mean...Hongmen Banquet?" Sisley murmured to himself.

Twelve o'clock in the evening...

Hermione was wearing a thin nightgown, holding her vine wood and walking cautiously towards the third floor corridor.

There was no classroom door at the end of the corridor, and there were no candles or torches for lighting, not even the portrait of Dumbledore who acted as eyes and ears.

Hermione frowned and saw the figure in the darkness and asked slowly: "Tracy Gale?"

Tracy, who was hiding in the darkness, was disappointed when she saw that it was Hermione. After thinking about it, she still didn't go out.

After all, there was really no way to explain this situation. At that time, Hermione asked: "Ah, what do you mean by sending this little card to Sisley?"

How should she answer? Can we share Sisley? Isn’t this nonsense?

"I see you, come out!" Hermione shouted, holding her wand tightly.

Tracy was still hiding in the dark corner, holding the wand quietly in her hand to accumulate magic power.

The next moment, a bright red magic light flew towards Hermione quickly, and was completely eliminated by it with a gentle flick.

"You're not Hermione Granger!" Tracey said in a solemn voice, her pupils trembling slightly as she watched this scene.

"Why did you invite me here in the middle of the night?" Hermione took out a small flask from her pocket, drank all the liquid in it, and asked in a cold voice, her face returning to Sisley's original look.

"I am...I want to..." Tracy said coquettishly when she saw Sisley's whole body relaxed.

Seeing Tracy like this, Sisley felt a little bored and couldn't arouse the slightest interest.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... forget it, I'd better leave. I was originally curious about what it would feel like, but looking at you, I always feel a little bored." He rolled his eyes and was about to leave.

"Boring? What do you mean?" Tracy asked quickly.

"It's boring to look at you," Sisley said with a shrug.

"Then what do you think...how can we make...how interesting?" Tracy took a step forward and asked as if she had made up her mind.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Sisley stopped and turned around to look at Tracy, who was standing there timidly. An invisible pressure filled her body.

"Take off your glasses." Sisley raised his eyebrows and said.

"Yeah!" Tracy nodded, took off her glasses and put them in her pocket.

"Well... untie your hair and let it hang down, then change the color and curl it up." He then ordered.

Tracy quickly untied the bun that she had painstakingly styled every morning, and waved her magic wand to turn her hair into big waves.

"Tsk tsk tsk... Just give it a try, I prefer dark brown or maroon."

After hearing this, Tracy waved her wand gently, and her originally golden hair slowly turned into maroon.

"Do you like girls like this?" Tracy said suddenly.

"Yes, because you look a bit like Hermione now." Sisley said, stroking his chin gently.

After Sisley finished speaking, Tracy's expression on the opposite side instantly stiffened, and her originally shy expression began to look awkward.

"Like Hermione? Are you...serious?" Tracy stuttered.

"Do you need a mirror to look at?" Sisley said and actually waved his hand to summon a mirror in front of Tracy.

The loose chestnut curly hair is exactly the same as Hermione's hairstyle.

"You want me to...pretend to be Hermione?" Tracey asked tentatively.

"Well, just call her Granger." Sisley nodded.

"I...you'd better find the right person. I don't think I'm suitable." Tracy said with a trembling voice and walked towards the stairs.

"I think you're quite suitable. You have about the same figure and a good face." Sisley looked at Tracy's back and said.

Tracy paused for a moment as she left, then quickly picked up her pace.

"If you figure it out, remember to tell me and let Gemini and the others help spread the word!"

Tracy's footsteps were faster.

Seeing this, Sisley shrugged helplessly and left the corridor.