Hogwarts: Starting with the creation of the One Ring

Hermione was unhappy now.

I thought that I could go home from Christmas holidays and be alone in a carriage with Altaïr, and I could lean on him when I slept and smell Altaïr's good smell.

However, the appearance of Kassandra and the others completely ruined Hermione's careful wishes.

"They definitely did it on purpose. "

Hermione was secretly angry, when she and Altaïr got on the bus, there were obviously a lot of empty boxes, and they all came here.

Everyone is a girl, who doesn't know what their minds are.

He Minmin felt that he should be jealous.

No, I'm just jealous.

Now these witches in the box are like Altaïr just like her.

Especially that Kassandra, although it is one thing to say, but to do another ...

She was also beautiful and aristocratic, which gave Hermione a great sense of crisis.

But what makes her feel the most crisis is Amber.

This half-breed Veela.

Amber was back to her original appearance that night, Hermione was almost attracted to her, and she was so welcoming to boys...

Hermione bit her lip and lifted her head slightly.

She found that Altaïr was leaning against the car window, probably resting with his eyes closed, Pansy and Cassandra were staring wide-eyed, no one was obeying anyone, Penelo was resting, Amber was reading...

"Hate to die!"

Hermione took a deep breath and expressed her dissatisfaction with several "Outer 057 comers", Kassandra hooked the corner of her mouth with a smile, and when she saw Hermione looking at her, she raised her head proudly and leaned close to Altaïr's side.

"No face!"

Hermione looked at Cassandra angrily, her eyes looking like they were about to spew fire.

Kassandra was even happier, remembering that Hermione had used magic to sneak up on her before, and she had eaten with Altaïr every day, so she became even happier.

She looked at Hermione and quietly lip-mouthed:

"you off!"

Then he tilted his head slightly, pretending to sleep, and rested his head on Altaïr's shoulder in a daze.

"It's too much!"

Hermione's eyes widened, and she subconsciously wanted to explode, but was stopped by Pansy.

Altaïr fell asleep. "

Pansy whispered, Hermione clenched her fists, snorted, and simply closed her eyes, out of sight, out of mind.

Altaïr did fall asleep...

He didn't want to be caught between these little witches, nor did he want to watch their fighting methods, so he simply closed his eyes, practiced the essence mysterious method, and fell into a deep sleep.

Kassandra saw Hermione give up, like a victorious peacock, with a smug expression on her face.

She wanted to sit up, but she felt an inexplicable reassuring feeling coming from Altaïr, and she leaned on Altaïr, and actually felt that her mental power was very comfortable, and there seemed to be signs of growth.

This surprised her very much, and the movement that she had wanted to get up stopped, but instead changed to a more comfortable position and leaned on Altaïr.

Kassandra closed her eyes, feeling warm and comfortable in the depths of her spirit, and unconsciously fell asleep.

The next day, after four o'clock in the morning.

The first to wake up was Hermione, who opened her eyes and cried out when she saw Altaïr and Kassandra on the other side.

"You! Kassandra Warley! you don't have a face...!"

Hermione's voice woke up everyone in the box.

They opened their eyes and were also a little surprised to see Altaïr and Kassandra.

Altaïr woke up from his state of cultivation, and he frowned, because Kassandra...

She had just woken up at this time, rubbing her sleepy eyes with one hand, and reaching out in Altaïr's shirt with the other...

"Am I taking advantage of people?"

Altaïr looked down and when Kassandra fell asleep, she put her hand inside his shirt, and the buttons were all undone.

"Oh..."

Kassandra let out a low sigh, she was a little embarrassed, and her face was as red as a ripe apple.

"I don't know what's going on... Well, sleeping on the train is too tiring. "

Kassandra withdrew her hand and she looked over Altaïr's shoulder.

The white shirt there was also wrinkled by her.

Although she said that, Kassandra actually did not feel tired at all, but felt that this sleep was particularly good.

Her spiritual power has rarely increased, and her spiritual power has increased overnight, compared to the previous month.

What secrets does Altaïr have in his body..."

Kassandra looked at Altaïr and did not show it.

She stretched out, revealing her delicate figure.

"But after all, it's in the train box, and it's all excusable..."

Kassandra found herself a step, and she stood up and moved, glancing at Hermione.

"Next time you shout, I will definitely teach you a lesson!"

"Who of us will teach who is not necessarily yet!!"

Hermione raised her fist, she glared at Kassandra and turned her head in anger.

Altaïr buttoned himself, straightened his clothes, and cleaned himself up.

I took out my pocket watch and looked at it, it was already half past four, and in more than an hour, the train would arrive in London.

"Okay, stop arguing, it's almost time for London, everyone change their clothes, chat, and it's time to get off in a while." "

"Then you don't go out yet. "

Penelo gave Altaïr a blank look, there are five little witches here, if you change your clothes, Altaïr can't stay here.

"I don't want to see it yet. "

Altaïr muttered, stood up, and stretched.

"You're going to die!"

Kassandra snapped Altaïr's ass, because Altaïr stood up and his ass was facing her...

"I'm taking revenge. "

Thinking of what happened in the night's lounge, Kassandra thought to herself.

"Hmph!"

I don't know who snorted, Altaïr walked out of the box, he looked at this compartment, there was no one in the surrounding box...

After about ten minutes, Altaïr returned to the box, and several little witches changed their clothes.

Hermione tied a double ponytail, changed into an orange short-sleeved top and short skirt, pink and white sneakers, and wore white half-knee socks on her legs, looking young and cute.

Pansy dresses similar to her, but her temperament is different, and she looks more brutal.

Kassandra wears a little more conservatively, a long-sleeved shirt and long pants, but it is very slim, and there is a touch of sexiness in her intellect, which reminds Altaïr of her teacher...

Penelo is decent, short sleeves with hot pants, that is, the pair of white dazzling long legs is indeed a little unreasonable...

As for Amber.

Altaïr admits that the witch does have something, and a lot.

She changed into a very slim light blue hip skirt, showing her bumpy figure to the fullest, not only that, Amber also changed a pair of black stockings...

Sitting opposite Penelope, two pairs of long legs intertwined...

Hermione and Pansy, two little girls, were defeated in an instant.

Altaïr glanced at a few little witches.

The styles are different, each with its own merits.

Five people.

Eight hundred heart eyes.

Altaïr returned to his seat and sat down, and he looked out the window at the rapidly receding scenery, and an idea popped into his mind.

As the heir of the Shelby family, the future Great Demon King who rules the world, it seems to be a very important and sacred thing to open up and add bricks to the family.