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

"Ron? Do you regret it?" Sisley asked in a low voice.

Ron raised his head and looked at Harry flying in the sky and kept saying: "Yeah, yeah, yeah, ah."

Sisley rolled his eyes helplessly and looked at Hermione who was reading a book next to him.

Hermione raised her head and glanced at Sisley, burst out laughing, and said teasingly: "How does it feel to have a little fan?"

Sisley glanced at Colin who was chattering on the other side of him. He was saying something that Sisley was not interested in at all, and he closed his eyes helplessly.

"Colin! Come here! We are going to class!" At this time, several first-year wizards not far away came over and shouted to Colin.

"Ah, here we come! Sisley, I'm leaving first, bye." He said and ran towards his friends.

"I heard from my brother that Thorne is not very easy to talk to, but you just keep following him? How do you do it?" A young wizard said with a look of fear next to Colin.

"Huh? No, Sisley is very friendly. If you don't believe it, look at it." Colin then turned around and waved in Sisley's direction.

Seeing this, Sisley gave a stiff smile and waved to Colin.

"See, Sisley is very friendly." Colin said with a look of confusion.

The little wizard still looked suspicious, but didn't say anything.

Sisley felt that without Colin's endless chatter, his life felt much calmer. In order to preserve this rare peace, Sisley decided to take some action.

He found a comfortable position against Hermione and closed his eyes. He closed his eyes and thought about something. When he opened his eyes again, he could only see a blur of blue and purple.

"Let me recall, Gryffindor's first year..." Sisley controlled the snake's body and got into a pipe.

Finally, Sisley relied on heat sensing to find the first-year Gryffindor classroom, and just stared quietly in the pipe at the little wizards below who were taking the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Finally, the time of a class passed completely, and the little wizards walked out of the classroom in twos and threes. There was only one exception. The little wizard waved goodbye to his friends when he reached an intersection and walked towards the exit of the castle.

"It's you, my dear little fan." Sisley quickly followed. Sisley found a pipe hidden behind the portrait and got out, followed Colin and made a terrible hissing sound.

Colin, who was walking in front, subconsciously glanced back when he heard this voice. The next moment, he showed an expression of extreme horror, and then turned into a burst of azure and froze in place.

"Huh... solve a problem." Sisley murmured and returned to the secret room along the pipe, and then disconnected the synchronization of consciousness. When he opened his eyes, Harry was still flying in the sky as much as he wanted, with Luo in front of him. Enya took out a burrito from somewhere and started eating it.

But Hermione still maintained the same position as before more than an hour ago, not moving at all.

Sisley sat up and stretched.

Hermione glanced at Sisley and said, "Are you awake? Are you thirsty? I have water."

"After two mouthfuls, my mouth is indeed a bit dry." Sisley nodded and said.

Hermione reached into her pocket and took out a cute-looking round flask.

Sisley raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't you see it? There is a wild heart hidden under your quiet appearance? What kind of wine is this?"

Hermione turned around and was about to hit Sisley. Sisley didn't care, since the hit wouldn't hurt anyway, he waited while looking at Hermione's flask.

As a result, Hermione didn't move for a long time. Sisley looked at Hermione who raised one arm in confusion and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"My arms are numb, I dare not move." Hermione said shyly and angrily.

"6." Sisley said and immediately put down Hermione's hand that was frozen in the air. For a moment, Hermione felt that this arm was like a TV without signal, and the snowflakes were vibrating crazily.

Sisley didn't keep Hermione waiting. He put down the wine bottle and began to rub Hermione's numb arms.

Hermione looked at Sisley, who was concentrating on rubbing her arm with his eyes lowered. For some reason, the joy in her heart rose crazily. She felt a fever on her face, and the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up.

Sisley raised his head when he felt Hermione's strangeness, looked at the red-faced Hermione in bewilderment and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Hermione quickly averted her eyes and murmured.

Sisley didn't think much when he saw this, and quietly rubbed Hermione until Hermione withdrew her arm, hugged her knees, and her eyes wandered, not knowing what she was thinking.

Sisley also picked up the kettle, unscrewed the lid and smelled it.

"Ah, it's water, I thought it was wine." Sisley curled his lips and said.

Sisley raised his head and took a sip, then heard Hermione's voice, too small to be heard. "Um...Sisley, what about us...?"

Sisley tightened the flask and returned it to Hermione, asking: "What?"

Hermione's face turned red with embarrassment, and she whispered in Sisley's ear: "That's it, the magic that dissipates and senses magic."

"When are you going to test my practice results? I've been working very hard these days..." Hermione's legs were shaking and she lowered her head and murmured in a low voice.

"Oh, um, that secret room won't be used during this period. I'll find another secret room when the time comes." Sisley said casually without noticing Hermione's strangeness.

"Well...I'll wait for you." Hermione murmured with a blush on her face.

"Ron? Sisley? What's wrong with Hermione?" Harry came over and asked after training.

Ron and Sisley looked at Hermione inquiringly, and saw that Hermione had a stern face, her face was red, and she was serious.

"Why are you blushing?" Sisley asked.

"Maybe it's because of the sun. Harry's finished practicing. Let's go quickly. It's very windy here." Hermione said and walked down the stand while holding the book.

"Ron, did I get into trouble?" Harry thought for a moment, turned to look at Ron and asked.

"What do you think?" Ron rolled his eyes.

The three of them looked at each other and walked down, closely following Hermione's footsteps.

"Get away! Mudblood!" A mean voice came up the narrow stairs.

Sisley's face turned cold and he ran down in three or two steps. Harry and Ron quickly followed after seeing this.

"Why should I give up? If you are in line, you can just walk up." Hermione frowned and said without retreating.

"Yeah, don't you know how to line up?" Sisley walked down and asked coldly.

"Hmph, stop showing off your temper here. We are not Malfoy and his useless followers." One of the lanky and sinister wizards in the group of Slytherins opposite Hermione said.