Chapter 495: Take them off

Hermione seemed to whisper something outside the door, but Ivan, who was tired, did not hear her clearly.

After confirming that it was Hermione knocking on the door, he hurried to open it.

Inside the room, the orange candlelight glowed dimly, and the lighting was very soothing.

While this wasn't exactly the most romantic place, and not normally ideal for him to make his big confession, what had just happened in the stadium created enough of a bond between the two to make this time more appropriate than ever.

They are both very excited, filled with the joy that survival brings and the desire to continue their relationship.

Ivan even felt that Hermione would agree to whatever he asked of her at the time. As for the biggest obstacle, age, he had to ignore it!

He let her into his room, ready to gather his courage to speak his mind.

"Hermione, I... "

"I know, Ivan!" Hermione said suddenly. "Lie down on the bed, and I'll help you.... "

Looking at her, she looked very determined and didn't dare to look at Ivan at all.

"Lie down on the bed?!" Ivan blinked and asked in a daze, "What fo?r!"

Why would he lie in bed?! What was she going to do for him?!

"Take off your clothes; it'll be more convenient.... " Hermione whispered.

Looking at her shy face, Ivan felt his heart pounding and his face turned red.

This was going extremely fast! He hadn't expected Hermione to be so direct and skip all the bases...

But wasn't this a bit too fast? Lying on the bed... and undressing?!! Was he the only one undressing, or was Hermione joining him? He wondered...

Ivan was in a tangle, not knowing what to do. He had no experience with this, whatsoever.

Imagine the girl you like sneaking into your room alone in the middle of the night, and without hesitation, asking you to get undressed and lie down on the bed. What kind of happiness would that bring?!

All in all, Hermione's request managed to catch the ever-ready Ivan off guard...

There was a voice inside him, telling him to do as Hermione said.

However, he couldn't take off his clothes and lie down without asking for clarification.

Besides, he still wasn't sure, how exactly was Hermione going to help him?

"Hurry up, we're going to bed as soon as we're done!" Hermione urged, "Sirius just said that you need to rest now, and that the heavy use of magic has put a great strain on your body that you need to rest so that it can gradually recover."

There was nothing wrong with that. Sirius said that...

But hearing everything he said and relating it to each other made Ivan feel weird. was that the Hermione he knew?!

"Hermione, what the hell are we going to do?" Ivan finally couldn't help but ask, "Is it...?"

"Just as I went upstairs, I thought, I'll come and help you with your potion!" Hermione looked at him strangely. "When the stadium box collapsed, I saw that your back was cut by the rubble; it was bleeding. You need to take care of it as soon as possible - if you get infected, you'll be in trouble!"

"Oh..." Ivan sighed with relief.

His back was indeed scratched by the fallen debris, but the injury wasn't very serious, so Ivan didn't mind.

When Hermione mentioned it, the idea of preventing infection sounded logical. Since Hermione was willing to treat his injuries, he naturally wouldn't refuse.

Ivan took off his shirt as quickly as he could and lay down on the bed.

"The Wiggenweld potion is in that cloth bag, take it out yourself if you can," he said to Hermione, pointing to the pocket on the table.(Oh, brother...).

There was plenty of room inside, besides the Book of Abraham; there were many books on magic and all sorts of potions that had been developed by Ivan over the past two years for any case of emergency.

Hermione opened Ivan's bag and rummaged inside.

"You've made so many potions already!" said Hermione in surprise.

"Hey, what's this?"

At the sound of Hermione's voice, Ivan thought that in the afternoon he had stuffed Elaine's underwear in there.

His whole body shuddered. If Hermione found out....

At that moment, how could Ivan explain to her how he got a girl's underwear?

There was simply no way to explain it!

Ivan got up as fast as he could and ran to Hermione, who was rummaging through the cloth bag looking for the Wiggenweld potion.

"Hermione, let me do it. There are too many potions in there, and you won't be able to find the one we need for a while!" Ivan said.

The only good thing for him now was that the cloth bag had been extended by the Undetectable Extension Charm and didn't give people an intuitive idea of what was inside. They had to pull them out one by one to confirm.

Hermione hadn't found the underwear yet. What had surprised her was just a bottle of a rare potion.

Ivan decided to get rid of the underwear as soon as Hermione left.

Hermione wasn't arguing with Ivan. In fact, she was trying to calm down, especially since the way Ivan looked now, so close to her, made her feel a little embarrassed.

Feeling Ivan's breath, Hermione's heart was pounding violently.

Looking at the boy's naked upper body shouldn't be anything worth mentioning. But when she thought about helping him with the potion, her face immediately turned red.

Before coming here, he probably thought like Ivan, but he finally decided....

For a while, with Ivan's potion in her hand, Hermione stared at his back.

He had many small wounds, most of which had solidified, but several were still oozing blood.

As the two fell, Ivan used his body to protect Hermione, so that she wouldn't hurt herself.

Hermione spread Wiggenweld potion on the larger wound, and the scar began to heal quickly.

This potion was really effective. Madam Pomfrey had used it to treat several of the young wizards' wounds.

As for the smaller wounds, it was inconvenient to spread the Wiggenweld potion on them.

Hermione thought for a moment, then poured the Wiggenweld potion into the palm of her hand and applied it to Ivan's back.

applied it to Ivan's back.

He blushed and concentrated on the task at hand and tried not to think about the mess.

Hermione did it very carefully and distributed it evenly.

Feeling her soft hands, and her palm gently rubbing his back, Ivan's heart stung badly.

This was not a night to jump.... He had to confess!

He lay there and began to think again.

In fact, every touch of Hermione's gave him a strange sensation, and as if she electrified him, the feeling of sharpness and numbness spread throughout his body.

Ivan enjoyed the atmosphere, but there was an impulse in the depths of his heart....

Neither of them spoke, and only the faint sound of the burning candle could be heard in the room.

The temperature seemed to rise, and Ivan's urge was getting stronger and stronger.

When Hermione's little hand touched his waist, Ivan felt that he could no longer help it.

He gritted his teeth, made up his mind and spun straight around, turning Hermione around, pressing underneath him....