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

"Harry, what's wrong with you? Why are you so weird?" Ron asked with some confusion.

"No, no, no... I just saw a very terrifying scene... You can never imagine..." Harry looked at Hermione still paying attention to the lecture with his peripheral vision, and murmured in a low voice.

"Tell me!!!" Ron's interest was aroused.

"No, no, no, this is really scary. If you want to know, ride Buckbeak and see for yourself. I want to digest this truth... Oh my God... Do you want to tell her?" Ha Lee murmured quietly.

Meanwhile....infirmary ward....

Sisley was eating the fruit fed by Hermione himself while watching Buckbeak fly by in circles outside the window, looking at her with some teasing.

And Hermione rolled her eyes helplessly. The time turner that was originally used to study Tiantian Shangxing was reduced to this purpose today.

However, the two of them had a tacit understanding not to reveal the truth. After all, Hermione came back from the future at this time. Although theoretically speaking, as long as she did not meet herself in this time and space, nothing would happen, but what if.

After all, Sisley also knows about the time turner. He is not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

"It's almost time, it's time for you to leave." Sisley said suddenly without thinking.

"Yeah... How about I hide in the closet or under the bed for a while? I'll come out when I leave?" Hermione said with bright eyes.

"No need really, and I'm a little sleepy too. I'll take a nap after you leave, and maybe I can catch up on today's class." Sisley said with a smile.

"Okay...you have a good rest, and remember to eat fruit. It's all cut for you." Hermione said and left the ward, turning back three times.

Sisley looked out the window again and the figure of Hermione riding Buckbeak had disappeared. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Come out!"

There was a sound of clothes being rubbed, and a delicate figure crawled out from under the bed, patting the dust on his body in disgust.

"Look, what are you doing here if you have nothing to do? You tidied up when you came, and now you even tied up your hair? Didn't you come here in vain? Isn't it Tracy?" Sisley raised his eyebrows and looked at the clothes being arranged teasingly. Tracy said.

"I heard you came here and wanted to take care of you." Tracy sighed and said.

"I don't need you either?" Sisley casually spread his hands and said.

"At least I brought some fruit..." Tracy said unconvinced.

"Hermione brought it too. It was packed with a traceless telescopic charm." Sisley shook a small matchbox in his hand and opened it gently. Inside was cut fruit and a fork.

"It's just that I can do it, isn't it just fruit!" Tracy curled her lips and said.

"Well... you're far behind her. It's useless to continue chasing her like this. It's better to give up."

"Look at me now, don't you realize that I'm hanging on you? I obviously don't like you, but I don't reject you. I look like a scumbag."

"And actually I was just playing for fun, and I had the idea of ​​letting you see clearly the situation and leave voluntarily, but I never expected that you would be so mean! Do you deserve to be Ravenclaw? I think you are obviously the Stockholm Corpus Christi It’s just a love brain.”

While Sisley was eating the fruit, he kept torturing Tracy with his words.

Tracy was silent for a while, just standing beside Sisley's bed and listening quietly.

"Or if you really want to make some progress, you can change your hair style, change your dressing style, and just be like Hermione." Sisley suggested.

"I don't have that idea." Tracy said, shaking her head.

"Huh... It seems like you have a big appetite. You want to get close to me, but you don't want to be a spare tire?"

"Then you are wrong about me. I am a very dedicated person, especially when it comes to relationships." Sisley rolled his eyes and said.

"Specialized?" Tracy raised her eyebrows and looked at the little wizards gathered around the Forbidden Forest because someone seemed to be injured, and said teasingly.

"Otherwise? Am I not dedicated enough?" Sisley raised his eyebrows and said.

"Ha... So dedicated!" Tracy laughed out loud because of Sisley's shamelessness.

"Or if you really have nothing to do, you can sit down and tell me what you like about me. After all, I'm very curious about you suddenly getting on the pole..." Sisley shook his head gently.

"I like it...you are full of a legendary feeling. If I use an analogy, you are a protagonist."

"Everyone else is just a supporting role, with an ordinary fate, a simple plot, and the same character. They are simply divided into good guys or bad guys."

"You are different, you have a different feeling, full of legend. I feel that if I can get close to you, maybe I can make myself a little less ordinary and a little more legendary."

"I don't want to finish Hogwarts and then find a job in the Ministry of Magic, or be a clerk, and finally marry a decent man and wait to die slowly."

Tracy spoke faster and faster, but her voice became lower and lower.

"Well... apart from these?" Sisley raised his eyebrows and asked.

"And... you can do anything. As long as you decide on one thing, nothing can stop you."

"You never seem to look at the conditions when doing things. As long as you decide that it is good for you or needs to be done, then do it. Compared with other people who are timid and hesitant about doing things, maybe from their perspective, that is also a good thing. kind of wisdom.”

"But if you look at it from my perspective, you are more of a man than they are."

Sisley couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He covered his forehead and laughed and said: "I really want to open your head now to see what the structure of your head is. Why is it so different from normal people? It's just Not like a normal person..."

"If you want..." Tracy said, taking a deep breath.

"Huh? Are you willing?" Sisley said with a smile.

"Ah."

"In a sense, you are more insane than me... You are not afraid of this, are you afraid of pretending to be Hermione?" Sisley then asked.

"At least I am Tracey Gale now, not Hermione Granger 1, Hermione Granger 2 or the like, and if you just open the skull...it won't be a big injury. Tracy took a deep breath and said.

"That's it? Then let me put it another way. Hermione just happened to have my aesthetic taste, rather than my aesthetic taste to Hermione. Isn't it easier to say this?" Sisley said.

"What's the difference between this and self-deception?" Tracy pursed her lips and said.

"Of course it's different. I let you deceive yourself and others. Is it the same as you deceiving yourself and others?" Sisley said with a smile.