[Comprehensive] I'm so bewitching

I have never seen a green lily.

The dark green color, set off by the translucent petals of lilies, is crystal clear and beautiful like emeralds.

"Senior, is it the color of the flower that looks better, or the color of my eyes?" I couldn't help but lift up the flower and look at Tom with a smile.

But Tom's face twitched.Shock, anger, tyranny, embarrassment and other emotions flashed across his face alternately. He didn't seem to have any extra energy, let alone appreciate me and Hua.

So I held out my hand: "Give me back my wand."

I plan to use the Transfiguration Charm to transform into a mirror.

Tom held his wand tightly, and stared at me with dull black eyes, motionless.

"It's really useless for you to hold it." I said, seeing that he didn't return it, I stretched out my hand to catch it myself.

I grabbed the wand and tugged it, but he didn't feel embarrassed, and let go of his hand directly.

After I got the wand, I looked left and right, and finally cast a transfiguration spell on a button on Tom's chest.

Suddenly, a bright mirror appeared on Tom's chest.

This height is very convenient for me to look in the mirror, so I hold the lily to my eyes and watch it.

"My eyes are still pretty." After looking in the mirror for a while, I bent my eyes.

My eyes are the most beautiful green in the world.

Then I tapped the mirror on Tom's chest again with the tip of my stick to restore it to the shape of a button.

All the while Tom didn't move.

He always looked at me with a complicated look.

"If the senior has nothing else to do, I'll go back?" I put the lilies in my pocket and looked up at Tom.

Tom took a deep breath.

After a long time, he let out that breath slowly.

"I was a little impulsive just now." He slowly revealed a signature smile, "I was just too angry. I like you so much, but you..."

When he said this, his eyes gradually shattered, revealing a bit of pain.

It seemed that the pain was so heavy that he was too sad to speak.After a pause, he continued: "I've never liked anyone so much. Only you, Lily, only you."

I blinked and said nothing.

"Lily, I won't restrict who you hang out with in the future." He looked at me with affection in his eyes, and said, "As long as you are happy. In the final analysis, you hang out with others because I am not good enough."

There was a bit of fragility on his handsome face.

"I will try my best to pursue you." Tom said again, although he was sad, he still squeezed out a smile, "until you are willing to be my girlfriend and are no longer interested in other people."

The way he looked at me was extremely gentle, with a hint of tolerance and pampering.

"Yes." I nodded, then raised my wand and pointed it at him, "Avada!"

A green light gushes from the tip of my staff.

Tom dodged immediately, raised his wand quickly, and cast a spell that missed the green light.

"You!" He looked at me with a suspicious look, and he no longer had the tenderness and pampering just now, "You used Avada on me?!"

His tone was full of anger, and a dark storm rolled up in his eyes.

I put away my wand and smiled at him: "Yeah, I'm so angry. I've never been so tolerant to boys, you are the first. Only you, get the chance to pursue me, only you. But I'm so angry at you for doing this to me."

Tom's face was so sullen that he could drip water.

His thin lips turned white, and his dark eyes stared at me: "Very good! Very good!"

"We're tied!" I said with a smile, "You awada me once, and I awada you once. Then, you can continue to pursue me."

Tom pursed his lips tightly.

His thin lips were drawn into a line by him.

The resolute and well-shaped chin is also tense, which looks extremely sexy.

"So, did we have a good talk today?" I tilted my head, looked at him and said, "Good night, senior?"

His fingers gripped the wand tightly, and his handsome face was as charming as ever.

But deep and complex emotions flashed in the black eyes.

After a long time, he managed to regain his composure, and nodded slightly to me: "Good night, Lily."

Then I left his office.

Pushing open the door, I saw Potter waiting for me outside.

He was leaning against the wall outside the door, with his arms folded over his chest and his wand still in his right hand.

Seeing me coming out, he immediately stood up straight, looked at me with gentle eyes and said, "Come out?"

"Hmm." I smiled at him, then looked around, "Where's Sirius?"

Potter said, "He has other business."

"Oh." I nodded and walked forward, "What does the dean want you to do?"

"Tell us to do our duty as students," Potter said, and he smiled. "For example, don't provoke the professor."

"Yes, that's right. We are good students and we don't do that kind of thing." I raised my eyebrows.

While chatting, we walked towards the common room.

When he entered the common room, he saw Peter Pedilu sitting on the sofa, arguing with the students next to him until his face was blushing and his neck was thick.

"He has powerful magic power, is in the prime of life, and is of noble birth!"

"Death Eaters stopped killing people a long time ago, shouldn't others be allowed to change their ways?"

"What's a Muggleborn to do? Kill it and kill it—"

Then he saw Potter and me, and his flushed face turned pale.

He stood up tremblingly from the sofa, his lips pursed and his eyes flickered.

"Lily, show him the ability of Muggles." Potter chuckled, and a rare coldness filled his golden-brown eyes.

I smiled, pulled out my wand, and said to Pedilou: "Avada—"

"Ah!" Pedilu was so frightened that he immediately knelt down with his head in his arms.

I looked at him trembling with fright, and said with a smile: "Didn't you just say 'kill or kill' just now? It sounds quite casual from your tone. Why, so you are very afraid of death?"

Only then did Pedilu realize that I was joking with him.

At this moment, he probably remembered that I was a Muggle-born wizard, and his face turned red and white.

"Muggleborns really don't have any skills." I said lightly, "It's just good-looking, full of magic power, and a report card of O's every year."

After the words fell, there was a burst of laughter all around.

"This idiot!" Someone looked at Pedillo with contempt and said, "He forgot that our little princess of Gryffindor came from the Muggle world!"

"What's wrong with Muggleborns? Those with magical powers are wizards!"

"Some purebloods can't even match a finger of Evans!"

Pedilu's face was pale, he stood there at a loss, trembling slightly, accepting the cynicism of his classmates.

After a while, Black came back from outside.

"What's going on?" He was always lively, seeing that the atmosphere in the common room was not right, his eyes lit up immediately.

There was a classmate who had a good relationship with him, so he told him the ins and outs.

"Ha!" Black's face immediately burst into sarcasm, "I really doubt that the Sorting Hat dozed off when he was sorted! How can this brain full of pure blood, pedantic and despicable thoughts be Gryffindor?"

With that said, he threw a spell at Pedilu's feet: "Do you think so, Pedilu?"

The spell hit the ground and made a very loud sound. Pedilou was startled and trembled even more.

"Look, you look like a mouse now, we Gryffindors are all brave and fearless lions, don't you feel ashamed to stand here?" Blake poked him with his wand, with an extremely mean look .

In the end, Pediru almost cried and ran out.

"Don't let me hear you speak ill of Muggleborn!" Black shouted after him.

There were whistles and boos all around.

"Pedilou provoked you, it's enough for him."

No one came forward to intercede for Pediru.

Everyone just teased Blake in good faith.

No way, after the third grade, no one dared to mess with Black.

Everyone knows that Blake is the worst student at Hogwarts.Although he was a Gryffindor, he was more difficult to mess with than Slytherin.

He was born noble, powerful in magic, bold and self-willed, never afraid of deductions and criticism, and has countless supporters.

The last tough guy was his cousin, Bellatrix Black.

They are the Blake family, and there are no such guys.

Later I heard that Pedilu did not go back to the dormitory that night, and spent the night in the dilapidated classroom.

"Lily, please persuade Sirius." A few days later, Lupine came to me, "When he gets upset, he kicks Pedilu out of the dormitory and doesn't let him sleep in the dormitory. If this continues, Gryffind More points will be deducted."

Shortly after I enrolled, the principal issued a bonus award called the Caring Classmate Award.

Pedillo is always being bullied by Black, which will definitely affect Gryffindor's score.

"Okay, I see." I said.

Instead of Black, I found Potter.

"James, what's up with Sirius and Pediru?" I asked Potter.

Potter shrugged indifferently: "It's okay, don't worry about it."

"But I heard that he was always kicked out of the dormitory by Sirius and had to sleep in the old abandoned classroom?" I said.

Potter smiled and said, "It won't reach the professor's ears, don't worry."

"Oh." I nodded and ignored it.

Blake hated everything related to Death Eaters, and Pedilu stepped on his thunder point by publicizing the benefits of Death Eaters.

He has nothing to do with Tom, and he has nothing to do with Pedirou?

I can't control him.

I don't intend to meddle in such business either.I think that even good friends should have a proper distance.

But soon I had to take care of him.

Because he was wounded by Pediru so badly that he went to the medical wing.

"I, I didn't do it on purpose..." Pedillo was trembling all over, his face was stiff and his eyes were straight. "I really didn't do it on purpose. I didn't know this spell was so powerful."

He used black magic.

It's a very powerful spell.

Blake was beaten until his bones were broken, and he passed out on the spot.

This incident alarmed the principal and dean.

"I, I found a notebook in an abandoned classroom with many spells on it. I found it interesting, so I learned it." Facing Dumbledore's questioning, Pedilu almost cried, "Black will follow I gestured and gestured, but I couldn't beat him, so I used the above spell for a while."

Dumbledore's expression sank: "Notebook? What kind of notebook?"