Hogwarts transfer students just want to be in love

Looking at the little girl with red eyes who was staring at him stubbornly, Mo Bai's heart melted into a puddle of water.

He's used to being tough. In his previous life, when he took exams, he sat in a corner and read at night, and his parents and family would only urge him with stern eyes.

In this life, he met Grindelwald just after he came here. The old man would only watch him struggling on the ground in pain, and then throw a sentence over him.

"not bad."

It's not that he can't feel love from them.

But whether it is the family members in the previous life or the old man in this life, their love is strict and urging, and it is the kind of expectation that their children will become dragons.

As for Hermione in front of her, her feelings were more direct and sincere. The little girl was simply worried about her own safety, without any intention.

With tenderness in his eyes, he pinched Hermione's little face, and was slapped off by her without any accident.

"I'm fine, as for what I'm going to do..."

He glanced at the two guys next to him whose ears were almost erected into antennas: "I'll talk to you later."

Obviously, Mobai's cover made the two melon eaters very dissatisfied, and Harry and Ron showed disappointed expressions visible to the naked eye.

"But it's good for you to come back," Harry sighed, "If you disappear for a few days, I will become a murderer who killed you."

Mo Bai glanced at him, kill me?

The corners of Mo Bai's mouth curled up, why do these little wizards think that they will be killed by this guy in front of them?

Was he scared to death by his title of savior?

"what happened?"

Five minutes later, Mo Bai leaned comfortably on the sofa with black tea in his hand.

"So, you are now regarded by everyone as a descendant of Slytherin?"

Harry nodded bitterly.

Mo Bai and Hermione looked at each other. They knew about the secret room and had been chased by the basilisk.

The Harry in front of him shouldn't be someone who can attack them, right?
Mo Bai raised his legs, and calmly pressed Hermione's mischievous little hand on his waist.

"Actually, I'm more interested in why you are here every time."

Harry glanced at Hermione and Ron, and felt that it was no big deal to tell Mobai about it.

"I... heard a strange sound."

"Oh~ tell me carefully."

Although Mo Bai asked this, he was already sure what the voice the other party heard was.

The monster that attacked them that night was a basilisk.

And since Harry speaks Parseltongue, the unlucky boy must have heard the voice of the basilisk, and went to check it out of curiosity, and happened to be caught at the scene of the crime.

It can only be said that Gryffindor is worthy of the name of a reckless man. When he heard the strange sound, his first reaction was to run instead of going to the professor for help.

If the basilisk stayed in a good mood for a while, the "savior" in front of him would die on the spot.

"Why don't you go to the professor for help?"

Harry faltered and didn't speak, Mobai could guess from his appearance.

The other party was probably afraid that the professors would really regard him as a prisoner who opened the secret room and expel him from Hogwarts.

Mobai propped his face with one hand, tilted his head slightly and looked straight at Harry.

"Then what are you going to do? Do you want to find out the secret room by yourself and clear yourself of suspicion?"

"Of course." Harry said loudly.

Mo Bai shrugged, noncommittal.

He didn't think that this Harry Potter could handle a basilisk that even he couldn't handle, but since old Dengtou was so optimistic about him, there must be something special about him that he didn't realize.

Let him look for it, maybe he can find some clues to the secret room.

He wanted to have a good chat with the culprit...

"You're a Parseltongue, and so are Slytherins, and don't you think it's weird that someone gets attacked every time you hear a weird noise?"

Mo Bai wants to remind the other party, after all, he is a roommate in the dormitory, and he can't just watch the other party die for no reason because of recklessness.

Moreover, it seems that Old Deng still wants him to fight against the darkness...

As for the specific plan, he didn't ask, and he didn't care.

It has nothing to do with him anyway.

He now has a big problem to solve himself.

Ignoring the thoughtful Harry and the bewildered Ron, he directly pulled Hermione to the boys' dormitory.

The dormitory of Hogwarts College is a bit strange. The stairs leading to the girls' dormitory, as soon as the boys step up, it will become a smooth slope to prevent the boys from breaking into the women's dormitory.

But girls can freely enter the boys' dormitory without restriction.

When do boys stand up?The air is shaking and cold.

During this process, Hermione didn't say a word, it seemed that breaking into the boys' dormitory for the first time made her a little nervous.

As soon as she entered the room, Mobai pressed him on the chair he usually sat on, and saw that Mobai's bed was meticulous and tidy, which was in stark contrast to the messy beds of Harry and Ron next to him.

"Obviously it can be tidied up directly with a magic spell, don't these two guys even bother to cast a magic spell?"

Hermione wrinkled her little nose, seeing Mobai's disgusted look, she couldn't help laughing.

After receiving the dessert and black tea that Mo Bai handed her, Hermione complained to him, "You feed me these every day, I feel like I've gained a lot of weight."

Seeing the little girl's still slender neck and small chin, Mo Bai smiled dotingly: "You're not fat, besides, no matter how fat you are, I won't despise you."

"Who's to blame if you dislike it or not!"

Hermione glared at him, but her small earlobes turned red quietly.

She puffed her cheeks and looked at him angrily.

"Don't try to change the subject, what happened to you in the past three days, is it related to... Moran?"

"You guessed it..."

Mo Bai honestly explained the matter that Moran would erupt once a month in him.

It's just that she's hiding something.

For example, because the other party killed two people for the first time, he silently absorbed the murderous intent and almost killed him after the riot.

For example, this killing intent seems to have activated Moran, and he felt that Moran's riots would only get stronger and stronger. If he failed to fully control this power, he would sooner or later die of being devoured by Moran like other Moran.

All he can do now is to improve his own strength, and let the time for silently devouring himself be as late as possible before he finds a solution.

Although Hermione didn't know these details, she keenly felt that the boy was in a very low mood at this time.

She didn't know how to comfort him, and she didn't know much about Mo Ran, so she couldn't help him.

Regardless of her intelligence, she was just a second-year wizard from the Muggle world at this time.

She could only sit next to Mo Bai and reach out to hold his hand.

"No matter what happens, I'm with you."

Mo Bai smiled, shook his delicate and boneless hand, and nodded.

"it is good."