[Comprehensive] I'm so bewitching

But I'm still a little cramped.

What happened just now was too embarrassing.

"By the way, how did you do it just now?" He didn't care much, and asked me enthusiastically, "As far as I know, although little wizards cause confusion when they try wands, they seldom cause confusion like yours. so."

He pointed to the cracked stone slab under his feet, with a crack more than ten meters long.

"I don't know." I said, shaking my head.

I'm a little happy, he means, my magic power is not bad among my peers?

But look at the long, wide crack underfoot...

"I'm sorry, Professor, I got into trouble." I walked to Professor McGonagall, bowed my head and said.

"Oh, it's okay." Professor McGonagall's voice floated a little, "You're great, kid."

She waved her wand and chanted a spell, and the cracks on the ground were reduced a lot.But it didn't completely disappear, until Professor McGonagall waved his wand a few more times, and the cracks were fully restored.

"Thank you professor!" I said gratefully.

Not far away, James Potter was arguing with his mother: "Mom, I'm fine, I'm not going to St. Mungo's."

His mother glanced in my direction, as if she wanted to remember my appearance, and said unquestionably: "We must go! There is no negotiation! James, if you are not obedient, I will kill you today." Tell what happened!"

"Oh, please don't, Mom, please," Potter begged, and immediately followed his mother obediently.

Before leaving, he waved to me: "Evans, see you at school!"

I waved to him too: "Potter, see you at school."

Then I followed Professor McGonagall to buy robes, textbooks, pets, etc.

"I suggest you buy an owl so that you can send letters home at any time." Professor McGonagall said to me.

I took her advice and bought a jet-black owl with a tuft of white hair on its head.

I named it happy.

I hope that people and friends around me, including pets, are happy.

When I got home, it was already dark.

Mom and Dad thanked Professor McGonagall very sincerely and warmly invited her to have dinner together.But Professor McGonagall did not stay, but cast a spell, made a "snap", and then disappeared out of thin air.

"Wow!" Mom and Dad sighed.

But Petunia turned around and sat on the sofa, her face was tense, she didn't look at me or smile.

"I brought you gifts." I put down all the things I bought, then picked out the gifts I bought for my parents and sisters, and introduced them to them one by one.

I bought an automatic razor for my father, a set of whitening and freckle-removing potions for my mother, and a talking mirror for Petunia.

"Oh, this beautiful lady, look at your gentle eyes, like a puddle of honey, almost fascinated me..." The mirror was in Petunia's hands, and she began to speak.

This is a talking mirror, it will use a hundred different ways to praise the person in front of it from head to toe.

"Thank you Lily." Petunia finally had a smile on her face, and she leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.

Mom and Dad tried their own gifts and were delighted too, giving me a kiss on the cheek from each.

In the days that followed, I read the textbook over and over.

There is no difficulty. I read one book a day and finished it in no time.

"Is Lily home?" Snape's voice came from outside the door.

I got up from the sofa and walked outside the door: "Hi, long time no see, do you want to come in and sit down?"

"Thank you," Snape said.

After he came in, he found that I was watching TV, and frowned slightly: "Don't you preview your homework?"

How can I say it?

In fact, I finished all the prep.

But I'm not very good to be honest.

He is not as good-looking as me, not as happy as my family, not as many friends as me.If I let him know, even the magic he is proud of is not as good as mine, I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it.

I looked at the book he was holding in his hand and said, "Snape, can I preview with you?"

"If you have time," he said, glancing at the TV.

I immediately went over and turned off the TV.

"I'm going to make tea." I asked him to sit first, and then walked to the kitchen.

But he said, "No need. I want to go to the small river and read a book in the sun."

"Good idea." I nodded, "Then wait for me, and I'll prepare things."

I carried a schoolbag with the same textbook as his, "Standard Spells, Elementary", as well as an apple, two pears, a pack of milk cakes, a bag of fruit candy, a small bag of raisins, and a small bundle of beef Dry, and a jug of honey water.

"Okay, let's go." I put my schoolbag on my back and said to Snape who was waiting for me in the living room.

He looked at the bulging bag on my back, curled his lips in disgust: "Let's go."

We came to the small river.

Snape spread out his textbook and laid it on his lap.

I also spread out the textbook and put it on my lap.

"Crack!"

"Crack clap!"

"Click, click, click!"

"Hey, can you keep your voice down?" Snape frowned at me.

Holding half an apple, I said innocently: "Then I should stay away from you?"

The apples my mother bought are so crispy, what can I do?

"Forget it." He slowly took out his wand from his sleeve, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, showing a somewhat smug smile, "I'll just use the earplugs to listen."

He chanted a spell, then raised his eyebrows, and said to me: "Now if you quarrel with me again, I won't be able to hear you."

"You don't need to go to such trouble." I said to him, "Just plug your ears with cotton balls."

I had a pack of tissues in my bag. I tore off two pieces and made them into balls, motioning him to put them in his ears: "It's cheap and convenient, and there's no need to waste magic power."

Snape lifted the ear-plug spell, and stared at me with a dark face: "Idiot! You are a wizard! How can you use the Muggle method?"

After finishing speaking, he raised his chin slightly: "Are you not good at using it? Take out your wand, and I will teach you how to use this spell."

I thought about it, put down the textbook, and stood up.She clapped her hands, walked up to him, and grabbed his collar.

"What are you doing?" He frowned at me, "A lady would never do such a thing."

As soon as I lifted him, I walked to the river.

"Hey! Are you crazy! What are you doing? Let go of me!" He shouted, pulling his collar hard.

I let go of him, but walked around behind him and kicked his thin, limp ass.Suddenly, with a splash, Snape fell into the river.

"Lily Evans! How crazy are you!" Snape jumped up and down a few times before climbing up.

He fell in the shallow water, and there was no danger, but he was soaked, dripping water, and looked at me annoyed and puzzled.

I drew out my wand and pointed the tip at him.

Snape froze for a moment, then immediately pulled out his wand and pointed it at me.

"Quick drying!" I cast a drying spell on him.The next moment, the moisture on his body disappeared, and his whole body became refreshed and dry.

Snape stared at me blankly, a hesitant light in his dark eyes.

"I don't care if you call me an idiot," I told him, "because we're friends."

"But!" I said emphatically, "I hope you're Muggle-friendly."

I didn't understand the meaning of a Muggle before, so when Snape called Petunia a Muggle in front of me, I didn't correct him.

It wasn't until later that Professor McGonagall refused to take my parents and sister to Diagon Alley, saying that the wizarding world is not friendly to ordinary people without magical powers, and I didn't understand it.

And Snape, the boy I thought was my friend, repeatedly disrespected my relatives in front of me.

"No next time!" I said to him very seriously.

Snape looked at me angrily, pursed his thin lips tightly, walked quickly to where he was just now, picked up the textbook and left.

His thin back was hidden under the big old shirt, and his thin legs moved quickly, and he walked far away in no time.

I shrugged, sat back indifferently, spread the textbook on my lap, picked up a pack of beef jerky and started chewing.

A boy's self-esteem is really frighteningly fragile.

But I'm not going to coax him.

Only others have ever coaxed me, how can I coax others?

I tilted my head slightly and brushed my beautiful long red hair.

Speaking of which, it seems that Snape doesn't like my bite?Otherwise, with a beautiful girl like me, how dare he be angry with me?

You must know that Petunia's classmates, no matter boys or girls, never dare to make me angry.

Maybe Snape didn't have eyes, I thought.

The sun made me lazy.Bubbling and bubbling in my heart, I spread my palms, and a white lily grew out, crossing a layer of gold under the sun.

After the lily bloomed, it jumped out of my palm, took root next to my leg, and grew tall quickly, exuding a faint lily fragrance, swaying with the breeze.

I smell the fragrance of flowers, bask in the sun, eat snacks, and enjoy the pleasant time.

"Crack!" Suddenly, there was a loud noise.

I was startled, and when I looked up, I saw a man's figure appear out of thin air on the grass not far away.

He is tall, with handsome bones, and he has an air of style in his gestures.

But his black robe was torn several times, his whole body exuded a strong smell of blood, blood was still dripping from his fingertips.

As if sensing my gaze, the man looked at me.The sun shone through the leaves, casting dappled light on his face.

His waxy face was as stiff as death.Bloodshot eyes, revealing a cold death.

Like a dead person who just crawled out of a coffin.

"God!" I was so scared that the beef jerky dropped.

The man had already looked away, but when he heard this, he looked at me again.His voice was low and pleasant: "Wizards believe in Merlin, not in God. Don't make any mistakes."

We wizards recognize each other.

It's like we have dog noses.

It's not surprising that men can see that I'm a little wizard.

"Thank you for your reminder." I silently picked up the beef jerky that fell on the grass, blew on it, and brought it to my mouth to bite again.

The man squinted at me, and suddenly strode over.

I was taken aback by his behavior, and the beef jerky dropped again.

He stood still, looked down at himself, and waved his wand casually.Immediately, the bloody smell all over his body disappeared, and the torn robe was also sewn up.

After doing this, he took another step.

I picked up the jerky and lowered my head.

"Are you afraid of me?" The man said in a low voice.

I was embarrassed to say it, but when he waved his wand just now, I found that his magic power was surging, and he was obviously a wizard with profound magic power.

So, I reminded him: "Sir, can you clean up your face?"

I think since he is so powerful, he shouldn't go out with an ugly face to scare the little girl.

The man was startled, and narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a gloomy coldness from the inside out.

Like a slimy snake, it gives people a creepy feeling.

"You say I'm ugly?" His low voice escaped from his throat.

I nodded and said sincerely: "Yes! Very ugly!"

After the words fell, a huge amount of anger suddenly radiated from the man.

The author has something to say:

Man with Dead Face: Very good!Very honest!It's different from other coquettish sluts!The president remembers you!