Chapter 505 Oh, my dear Hermione
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
Facing Soul's pressing steps, Hermione panicked. Of course she remembered what she had promised.
It's so shameful to turn into a cat and let Soul play with it.
What's the difference between this and her taking off her clothes for you to pick from?
So, a blushing Hermione ran away.
Su'er was not in a hurry, hehe, the little girl can't escape the palm of Tathagata Buddha, ahem...
Hearing Hermione slam the door hard in panic, Soul showed a smile and got up and went upstairs. He had to write a letter to Amelia as soon as possible to keep her vigilant.
What words should be used to make Amelia listen to the advice?
Suer took off the cap of his pen, thought for a while, and then took out a piece of clean white paper. Black ink flowed smoothly from the tip of his nose.
Suer looked at Xiao Huihui and the two owls that were flying in the distance.
The big one is naturally Xiao Huihui, and the two smaller ones are its children, learning how to complete a qualified messenger job from their father. So what about the other two?
One was given to Hagrid by Soul, and the other was given to Ginny by Harry.
Now these two naturally have owners, one is a gift for Angel to become a wizard, and the other is of course Hermione's.
Hopefully the letter will put Amelia on guard.
Late that same day, the North Sea, this body of water was shrouded in dark clouds all year round and never saw the sun.
'Boom...' An arc of thunder flashed through the thick dark clouds, illuminating for a moment. A ship came through the waves. Standing on the bow was a man wrapped in black robes. His narrow, scarlet eyes stared at almost the same person. Bordered by dark clouds, it is the only island in this unknown body of water.
No, to be precise, it should be the only lonely and dark castle on the island.
The ship approached the island slowly and slowly.
On an isolated island, two wizards sat on the shore without any image, each holding a flat steel-colored container.
"Gudu...ha...how long will it take for our shift to end? Crabbe." One of the wizards looked at the black sea in the distance with a slightly irritable tone.
"I don't know either." Another man responded, "This damn place doesn't even have a calendar. Fudge must have forgotten us."
"Yes, Fudge is that bitch, hahaha!"
The man laughed for a while, took another drink from the bottle, and glanced across the sea again. There was no entertainment in this damn place, except to go to that damn castle and see how ugly the damn prisoners looked in front of the dementors. , I can only stare at the sea in a daze and count how many waves there are.
"Oh, wait, what's over there? There's a ship coming?"
"How is it possible, Huaimin, have you drunk too much? How could someone come here at this time...Gah..." Crabbe's voice froze in the next second.
By chance, a ray of lightning once again illuminated the dark sea surface. Through the light of tears, the man with an oriental flavor in his name squinted his eyes and saw clearly that there was indeed a ship approaching in front of him.
There was another person standing on the boat.
"Quick, where's the wand? Hey... someone really came to this damn place at this time." Huaimin pulled Crabbe, who was blushing, to stand up, and put the wand that was casually aside into his hand.
The ship was getting closer and closer. Crabbe staggered towards the only pier on this isolated island. Under his feet was the turbulent sea water. He patted his face and squinted at the ship breaking through the waves.
Gradually, he saw clearly the face of the person standing on the boat. He had no hair, narrow and scarlet eyes, and the nose was flat with only two deep black ravines.
Memories that had been dormant for more than ten years were now flooding in his mind.
The panic quickly drove away the alcohol.
"Being pregnant... being evil... being pregnant..." Crabbe's voice trembled unconsciously...
The man who came across the waves in the boat was of course the famous Dark Lord, our Highness the Braised Egg.
"This will be my base for some time to come." Voldemort tilted his head slightly, what a wonderful place, isolated from the world, most of his subordinates are here...
As for the harsh environment here, he ignored it. Compared with him living half-dead in the Albanian forest, it was much better here.
With satisfaction flashing in his scarlet eyes, Voldemort ignored the two little Karami shivering on the shore and grinned, revealing sharp, beast-like white teeth.
"Go, it's time to meet my loyal servants, and let me see if, ten years later, you are as willing as ever to dedicate yourself to the highest glory."
"Yes, Master." A masked man standing quietly in the cabin behind Voldemort responded and pulled out his wand, raising his arm high.
"Wow..." The strong wind pushed the waves to hit the hull of the ship. As the water splashed, platinum-blond hair floated under the wig of the man in the wig.
"Boom..."
Accompanied by a muffled thunder, a dazzling green light cut across the sea.
"Avada Kedavra!!!"
The scene cuts back, no matter how rough the North Sea is that night, or how fanatical the loyal believers in Azkaban are.
At least it's peaceful and peaceful here in Sur.
Hermione still came to Ellison's house the next day.
Mrs. Ellison heard a knock on the door and went to open the door, but she didn't see anyone. She only saw two cats at the door, one a mature orange cat, and the other one that Ellison had never seen before. A black cat.
"Huh? Where did the cat come from? Is it your friend? Crookshanks?"
"Meow~~"
Crookshanks made a long, whistling note, swaying his big fluffy tail, rubbed against Mrs. Ellison's legs, and then walked in naturally.
The black cat was sitting quietly at the door, with an unnoticed shyness flashing through his bright brown pupils.
Suer, who was enjoying a German breakfast in the restaurant, put down the tableware in his hands when he heard the sound. The moment he saw the cat, the corners of his mouth raised crazily.
"Oh, it's the cat I know, Mom."
Suer walked forward and lifted the black cat up, and looked at each other. Under the somewhat evasive gaze of the black cat, Suer chuckled.
"Good morning, dear."
The black cat is naturally Hermione's Animagus form. She can't transform into a cat in front of Soul, so she has to pretend to be Crookshanks' friend and visit with Crookshanks. Ellison's house.
This is typical self-deception.
But in Suhr's opinion---
That's cute, isn't it?
Oh, my dear Hermione, are you ready for my 24 cat masturbation moves?
It's so shameful to turn into a cat and let Soul play with it.
What's the difference between this and her taking off her clothes for you to pick from?
So, a blushing Hermione ran away.
Su'er was not in a hurry, hehe, the little girl can't escape the palm of Tathagata Buddha, ahem...
Hearing Hermione slam the door hard in panic, Soul showed a smile and got up and went upstairs. He had to write a letter to Amelia as soon as possible to keep her vigilant.
What words should be used to make Amelia listen to the advice?
Suer took off the cap of his pen, thought for a while, and then took out a piece of clean white paper. Black ink flowed smoothly from the tip of his nose.
Suer looked at Xiao Huihui and the two owls that were flying in the distance.
The big one is naturally Xiao Huihui, and the two smaller ones are its children, learning how to complete a qualified messenger job from their father. So what about the other two?
One was given to Hagrid by Soul, and the other was given to Ginny by Harry.
Now these two naturally have owners, one is a gift for Angel to become a wizard, and the other is of course Hermione's.
Hopefully the letter will put Amelia on guard.
Late that same day, the North Sea, this body of water was shrouded in dark clouds all year round and never saw the sun.
'Boom...' An arc of thunder flashed through the thick dark clouds, illuminating for a moment. A ship came through the waves. Standing on the bow was a man wrapped in black robes. His narrow, scarlet eyes stared at almost the same person. Bordered by dark clouds, it is the only island in this unknown body of water.
No, to be precise, it should be the only lonely and dark castle on the island.
The ship approached the island slowly and slowly.
On an isolated island, two wizards sat on the shore without any image, each holding a flat steel-colored container.
"Gudu...ha...how long will it take for our shift to end? Crabbe." One of the wizards looked at the black sea in the distance with a slightly irritable tone.
"I don't know either." Another man responded, "This damn place doesn't even have a calendar. Fudge must have forgotten us."
"Yes, Fudge is that bitch, hahaha!"
The man laughed for a while, took another drink from the bottle, and glanced across the sea again. There was no entertainment in this damn place, except to go to that damn castle and see how ugly the damn prisoners looked in front of the dementors. , I can only stare at the sea in a daze and count how many waves there are.
"Oh, wait, what's over there? There's a ship coming?"
"How is it possible, Huaimin, have you drunk too much? How could someone come here at this time...Gah..." Crabbe's voice froze in the next second.
By chance, a ray of lightning once again illuminated the dark sea surface. Through the light of tears, the man with an oriental flavor in his name squinted his eyes and saw clearly that there was indeed a ship approaching in front of him.
There was another person standing on the boat.
"Quick, where's the wand? Hey... someone really came to this damn place at this time." Huaimin pulled Crabbe, who was blushing, to stand up, and put the wand that was casually aside into his hand.
The ship was getting closer and closer. Crabbe staggered towards the only pier on this isolated island. Under his feet was the turbulent sea water. He patted his face and squinted at the ship breaking through the waves.
Gradually, he saw clearly the face of the person standing on the boat. He had no hair, narrow and scarlet eyes, and the nose was flat with only two deep black ravines.
Memories that had been dormant for more than ten years were now flooding in his mind.
The panic quickly drove away the alcohol.
"Being pregnant... being evil... being pregnant..." Crabbe's voice trembled unconsciously...
The man who came across the waves in the boat was of course the famous Dark Lord, our Highness the Braised Egg.
"This will be my base for some time to come." Voldemort tilted his head slightly, what a wonderful place, isolated from the world, most of his subordinates are here...
As for the harsh environment here, he ignored it. Compared with him living half-dead in the Albanian forest, it was much better here.
With satisfaction flashing in his scarlet eyes, Voldemort ignored the two little Karami shivering on the shore and grinned, revealing sharp, beast-like white teeth.
"Go, it's time to meet my loyal servants, and let me see if, ten years later, you are as willing as ever to dedicate yourself to the highest glory."
"Yes, Master." A masked man standing quietly in the cabin behind Voldemort responded and pulled out his wand, raising his arm high.
"Wow..." The strong wind pushed the waves to hit the hull of the ship. As the water splashed, platinum-blond hair floated under the wig of the man in the wig.
"Boom..."
Accompanied by a muffled thunder, a dazzling green light cut across the sea.
"Avada Kedavra!!!"
The scene cuts back, no matter how rough the North Sea is that night, or how fanatical the loyal believers in Azkaban are.
At least it's peaceful and peaceful here in Sur.
Hermione still came to Ellison's house the next day.
Mrs. Ellison heard a knock on the door and went to open the door, but she didn't see anyone. She only saw two cats at the door, one a mature orange cat, and the other one that Ellison had never seen before. A black cat.
"Huh? Where did the cat come from? Is it your friend? Crookshanks?"
"Meow~~"
Crookshanks made a long, whistling note, swaying his big fluffy tail, rubbed against Mrs. Ellison's legs, and then walked in naturally.
The black cat was sitting quietly at the door, with an unnoticed shyness flashing through his bright brown pupils.
Suer, who was enjoying a German breakfast in the restaurant, put down the tableware in his hands when he heard the sound. The moment he saw the cat, the corners of his mouth raised crazily.
"Oh, it's the cat I know, Mom."
Suer walked forward and lifted the black cat up, and looked at each other. Under the somewhat evasive gaze of the black cat, Suer chuckled.
"Good morning, dear."
The black cat is naturally Hermione's Animagus form. She can't transform into a cat in front of Soul, so she has to pretend to be Crookshanks' friend and visit with Crookshanks. Ellison's house.
This is typical self-deception.
But in Suhr's opinion---
That's cute, isn't it?
Oh, my dear Hermione, are you ready for my 24 cat masturbation moves?
