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

"We're going home. You guys should look for it in school...what's that name?"

"Nicholas Flamel."

"Yes, do you need to bring you some gifts? Made by Muggles." Sisley continued.

"How about the one that can spit out flames and fly to the sky?" Ron said with bright eyes.

"I think you look like a rocket. Find one you can use in daily life." Sisley said speechlessly.

"Uh, I can't find it." Ron said disappointedly when he heard that he couldn't buy a rocket.

"What about you, Harry?" Sisley asked Harry.

"Neither did I." Harry said with a sneer.

"Okay, let's leave now. You can go back too. It's not warm outside." With that, Sisley led Hermione towards Hogsmeade Station.

............

"We can go home soon. I don't know if our parents miss us." Hermione said directly lying on the seat.

"I think their world is about to end. They should be sad at home now." Sisley said with a smile.

"You're like this again. Let's go to Diagon Alley after the holidays. I want to buy a pet." Hermione rolled her eyes and said.

"Okay, but I have to wait a day. The teacher assigned me a task." Sisley said confusedly.

"What mission? Does it use magic?" Hermione asked.

"Of course I did," Sisley replied with his eyes closed.

"What about Zongsi? Underage wizards are not allowed to use magic outside of school?" Hermione asked quickly.

"The teacher solved it for me..." After saying this, Sisley's head immediately dropped, apparently falling asleep.

"Oh my God, your neck will be stiff if you sleep like this." Hermione said, helping Sisley lie down and using a few books as pillows.

"Um..."

"Well, it seems it's too hard." Hermione curled her lips and walked over, picked up the book, and let Sisley's head rest on her thigh.

"I really owe him." Hermione complained softly.

.........

"Sisley! Get up, we're at the station!" Hermione said, patting Sisley's face gently.

"Huh? Why does it feel so fast this time?" Sisley sat up and shook his head again.

Hermione rubbed her thighs and said silently: "You have been sleeping all day long, and it is already five o'clock."

"That's really good. Don't tell me, I slept so comfortably today, like a bed." Sisley stretched while talking, and behind him, Hermione's eyes seemed to be filled with anger.

"Forget it, forget it, bear with it." Hermione continued to hypnotize herself.

Sisley walked out of the platform and was dragged into a car by Hermione before he was completely awake.

"? Huh? What happened? We were kidnapped?" Sisley asked vaguely towards Hermione.

"Oh my God, let me open a window for Sisley later. I think it will be difficult for him to regain consciousness on his own." Hermione said, covering her head.

"Will I catch a cold?" Mrs. Granger, who was sitting in the passenger seat, asked worriedly.

"It's okay! The wizard is still in good health!" After saying that, Hermione lay directly on Sisley's lap and rolled down the window on Sisley's side.

The cold wind blew on Sisley's face, slowly blowing away his sleepiness and blowing his brain back.

"Well, it's really cold today." This was Sisley's first words after waking up.

"How are you two? How is your life at Hogwarts?" Mrs. Granger asked with a smile.

"Of course, Hogwarts is just a school after all. You won't worry about us being bullied in school, right?"

"We are more worried about you bullying others at school." Mr. Granger said quietly.

Both Sisley and Hermione fell into shameful silence when the topic came up.

"You shouldn't bully others, right?" Mr. Granger asked while driving.

"........."

Mr. Granger was silent for a while, then simply pulled over to the side of the road and stopped the car.

"There must be a reason, right?" Mr. Granger continued to ask.

Hermione no longer felt sleepy when talking about this, and began to pour out her bitterness, telling all the cold violence she suffered in the dormitory.

"Well, not only that, there are people spreading rumors about Hermione because of me." Sisley felt his hand being grabbed by Hermione just after he finished speaking. It seemed that he didn't want Sisley to talk about it.

However, Sisley gently turned his hand, pressed Hermione's hand underneath and said: "If you spread rumors, you will lose your legs if you refute them, so I chose a relatively simple method. I directly educated those who spread rumors." , very efficient.”

Mr. Granger was silent for a while, and finally said: "Well done. There is no need to respect those who disrespect you. Just hit them hard." After saying that, he put the gear back on and drove towards home. go.

"By the way, I have to get up early and go out tomorrow, and I think it's better to give this kind of thing to you as soon as possible." As he said this, Sisley took out his wand, and with a series of obscure spells, Sisley recited, The wand also slowly flowed out silver-white threads, and finally condensed into two rings.

"The essence of these two rings are two magics that can detect malicious intent against you within a hundred meters away from you. When the malicious intent reaches a certain level or you are about to be harmed, it can kill those who are malicious toward you and save you. Protect it.”

"This is really powerful. Hermione, can you use such magic?" Mrs. Granger put the ring on her finger and asked.

"I can't use magic outside of school." Hermione curled her lips and said.

"Well, Sisley, why can you?" Mr. Granger also put the ring on his finger and asked.

"The headmaster of Hogwarts, Mr. Dumbledore, is Sisley's teacher, so of course he gets some special treatment." Before Sisley could answer, Hermione rushed to answer.

"Well, it's understandable. After all, your talents are quite different." Mr. Granger nodded.

"father!"

"Don't be angry. You have to learn to accept your own mediocrity in life. Sisley will also have shortcomings. For example, you sing better than Sisley." Mr. Granger said quickly.

"Now there are more than just singing, there are also flying lessons. Even if you are flying on a broomstick, I can't fly with Hermione. Even most people can fly better than me." Sisley leaned forward and hugged He said while touching the headrest of the front seat.

"How was the ride?" asked Mr. Granger.

"It's like a motorcycle, it can fly, it can go up to 500 an hour."

"Oh my god, I'm so jealous."

Zi Ao! ! !

Got home!