Chapter 46: "Why don't you let Luna packs them up for you?"
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In a dark room at Hogwarts, a wizard in a dark brown robe was holding his head, kneeling on the ground in pain.
"No!! Who the hell is it?!"
The horrible thing was that it was not him who shouted loudly in pain but from a strange face on the back of his head.
It was Professor Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort.
"Lord...Master, what happened, for...why...?"
"Shut up, you trash!" Voldemort interrupted Quirrell's words like roaring with a hoarse low voice:
"Don't let me find you! Don't let me find you!"
The scene in this room was not known to anyone. After a while, the exhausted Voldemort calmed down.
"I need more protection, Quirrell; I'm going to the forbidden forest tonight. I need..." Voldemort said in a hoarse voice:
"... Unicorn's blood."
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Time flies, and the first half of Hogwarts's semester since Wilkes's performance in the charm class has been going very quiet.
Because of the many gains, Wilkes's strength has risen sharply; whether it is magic power or the number of the spells he mastered, it has increased too fast.
However, he still needs enough time to master them perfectly.
Especially when it comes to the charms, Wilkes acquired many charms that were contained in the magical books that he got from the room of requirement and from Voldemort's memory.
Therefore, Wilkes chose and stay silent again.
Even compared to before, Wilkes's performance this time is almost completely quiet, without new attractive actions.
Besides improving his relationship with Hermione and Luna, he hardly communicates with anyone to achieve his daily tasks.
During the day, no matter what the class was, Wilkes would rarely pay attention to the lecture. He always lowered his head, sitting alone, looking at the large number of magic books he had just borrowed.
At night, a person sneaked into the room of requirement and practiced various spells continuously.
Wilkes was like a dried-up sponge, constantly absorbing water and filling it up, whether learned from books or a dark evil curse from Voldemort's memory.
The results obtained are equally remarkable. Wilkes is now hardly weaker than any adult wizard and even more comprehensive.
Today, Wilkes is as usual. After finishing the class, he went to the Library.
Of course, Wilkes came here to read books, but instead of reading books in the Library, he was sitting at a table with a book titled "Charms of Defense and Deterrence," which he got from the Room of Requirement.
While reading, Wilkes looked to his side from time to time.
A little girl was sitting beside him, with thick and brown hair, white and black.
It seems that she is also reading a book seriously, her legs swinging happily from time to time.
"Hermione." Wilkes curled his mouth and called out her name.
It was Hermione.
It was also because he was afraid of her because he was too focused on magic and ignored her, so now, he went to the Library in order to read books with her.
As for Luna...they stayed together in class during the day and returned to the common room at night.
Luna and Hermione both are right.
Hermione was stunned when Wilkes suddenly uttered a sound. Turning her head to look at Wilkes's unkind smile, Hermione felt panic and forced a serious expression:
"What? You're not allowed making fun of me here, I can tell you, this is the Library, and you can't mess around."
Wilkes often teased Hermione, and she knew him too well.
Every time Wilkes looked at her like this, he would bully her.
Hearing her, Wilkes was taken aback, with a somewhat exaggerated expression, and said helplessly:
"Baby, you are wrong to say that. I just want to ask you, the Christmas holiday will start tomorrow. Have you packed up yet? You think I…."
"Could it be that you can't stop thinking about me? Am I such a person to you?" Wilkes sighed.
"You...you bullied me again." Hermione blushed as soon as Wilkes called her, but after a long time together, she got used to it and quickly returned to normal.
"Hmph, forget about me. My things have already been packed up. You should first care about your things. Are you packing them up?" Hermione turned her head and didn't dare to look at Wilkes directly.
Wilkes gave a soft "Oh" and raised his eyebrows slightly. Unexpectedly, Hermione left reading now, and she could ignore his teasing.
"It turned out to be like this..." Wilkes smirked suddenly, stretched out both hands, and slowly hugged Hermione behind, resting his chin on Hermione's shoulder.
"Then I don't know, can you help me in the pack up, after all, our relationship..." Wilkes whispered into Hermione's ear.
Hermione suddenly blushed; the redness climbed from her neck to her cheeks as if a cloud of smoke rising on her head.
"You! What are you doing? Hurry... let go of me." Hermione did not dare to speak loudly, lowered her head, and she whispered in panic.
"Why do you not clean it up by yourself? Besides, we are not...it doesn't matter, and your things..." Hermione said, bulged her cheeks, and she turned to stare at Wilkes.
"Why don't you let Luna packs them up for you?