Hogwarts transfer students just want to be in love

"Hahahahaha!"

The crisp laughter echoed in the secret room, and Mo Bai looked at Hermione laughing helplessly on his shoulders, trembling wildly.

"Is it funny?"

He put his hands on the little girl's waist to prevent her from falling down because of laughing too much.

"Soon, the Dark Lord Voldemort will come again! Puff ha ha ha ha ha!"

Hermione lowered her voice, imitating Mobai's way of talking just now, and couldn't hold back halfway through her speech, and laughed again.

"Hahaha, I'm dying laughing."

Mo Bai stroked his chin, "I think my acting skills are quite good..."

Hermione nodded with a suppressed smile.

There is a saying that Mobai's acting skills are really good, at least Harry and Ron were scared enough, but she is too familiar with Mobai.

When she knew in advance that Mo Bai was fine, no matter how she saw the man's actions and demeanor, there was Mo Bai's shadow.

And the secret interaction between Mo Bai and her afterwards was even more self-defeating.

Hermione seemed to have had enough of laughing, she supported Mo Bai's shoulders with her hands, looked around his face with her agile eyes, and stretched out her hand to tug at his face.

"How did you become Tom Riddle? With Polyjuice Potion?"

Compound decoction is a kind of high-level magic potion, put other people's body tissues in the potion, such as hair or nails, and it will completely change into that person's appearance within an hour after drinking it.

The height, appearance and voice are exactly the same.

Mo Bai frowned in distaste, "I don't need that kind of thing that tastes so bad."

He pulled the girl's hand from his shoulder and kneaded it in his hand.

Her hands were weak and boneless, and the feel made him a little addicted.

And Hermione was listening to Mo Bai's explanation carefully, and didn't realize that she was being taken advantage of at all.

"The old man taught me a kind of body transformation technique, which can change into the appearance of people I have seen at will. It is said that he used this spell to become the Secretary of Magic of the United States for a long time."

As Mobai spoke, he became Tom Riddle again, and his voice was relatively deep.

"Hurry up and change back, what are you doing changing that Dark Lord, I'm panicking looking at it."

Mo Bai returned to his original appearance, "I see that you are smiling very happily, aren't you?"

Speaking of which, Hermione couldn't help laughing again, "The main reason is that I couldn't help it when I remembered that you pretended to be that fierce and brutal look, and your last scream was really full of emotion hahahahaha... ..."

The little girl was out of breath laughing again.

Mo Bai curled his lips in displeasure, "If it hadn't been for the old Deng to give way, I wouldn't want to accompany you to act here."

Speaking of which, the little girl discovered a blind spot.

"It stands to reason that this is a test given to Harry by the headmaster, asking him to deal with the basilisk, but why did you make you appear as Voldemort?"

"Because," Mo Bai tilted his head.

"The opening of the Chamber of Secrets needs an instigator. Harry also needs an enemy to increase his sense of urgency."

Lockhart was dead, and it was impossible for Dumbledore to blame Draco for that.

Although he had brought the black notebook to school, he obviously had no idea what it was for.

And... the punishment Mobai gave him was enough.

He was lying on the floor of the secret room just now, weak and unconscious, not because of the effect of the notebook, but because of Mo Bai's "harmless" spell.

It was nothing more than using the reverse intuition to instill all kinds of terrifying and gloomy images in his mind.

The sequelae...it's just a nightmare that lasts for a while.

He should be thankful that the basilisk really failed to kill a person, otherwise what he faced would not be this kind of mental torture.

The Malfoy family will never be seen again today.

But since Draco has deserved what he deserved, and Harry needs to have a concrete enemy, then the real culprit-Voldemort is of course the best candidate.

But it's impossible to actually make Voldemort's soul appear in the notebook, it's too uncontrollable.

Therefore, the tool man Mobai went online again.

And his words and deeds just now have deep meaning.

Dumbledore wants Harry to know that once Voldemort is resurrected, not only him, but everyone related to him will die.

And Harry faced Voldemort directly and defeated Voldemort's plot many times, which can also build his confidence in confronting Voldemort.

Hermione nodded thoughtfully, "The professor really took great pains with Harry."

Mo Bai cut out, "He took great pains, but I was the nanny."

Hermione patted him on the shoulder reassuringly. "So the slow movement of the basilisk, and the fact that the basilisk was stabbed to death by Harry in the end but remained silent and didn't even struggle, is it your fault?"

"Of course," Mo Bai shrugged, "The scales of the basilisk are almost immune to magic. I spent a lot of magic power to slow down its movements."

"Otherwise, with such a big body, the light pressure can crush you to death."

Hermione wrinkled her nose, and Mobai hurriedly made amends when she saw this.

"However, your spellcasting ability has improved really fast. The timing and power of the imprisonment spell are just right. If the opponent is not a basilisk, but an adult wizard, it will definitely trap him."

"Really?"

Hermione's eyes lit up.

"Of course," Mo Bai patted his chest, "When did I ever lie to you?!"

Hermione just stared at him fixedly.

stare……

Only then did Mo Bai realize that he had lied to the other party twice today, but the other party saw through them all.

He coughed lightly to ease his embarrassment.

"Humph!"

Hermione also snorted, but her heels slightly turned up.

"And you can see through my disguise twice in a row, doesn't it prove that you are smart, clever and cute?"

"Also, when you were in the Forbidden Forest, you were able to release compound magic. I learned it after a year of learning. How long have you been learning it?"

"I dare say that other Hogwarts students will not be able to learn such an advanced method of casting spells even in the fifth grade."

Mo Bai muttered one sentence after another behind Hermione, and Hermione couldn't bear it anymore and turned her head to pat his brother.

"Okay, stop boasting, I'm too embarrassed to listen to you if you have the nerve to say it."

That being said, the smile on the corner of the little girl's mouth proved that the other party was in a very good mood at this time.

"You're not mad at me, are you?"

Mo Bai was careful.

Hermione rolled his eyes at him, "I'm not angry at all."

She pursed her lips, "I'm still a second-year wizard. Although I may be a little stronger than my peers, I can't interfere with you and the principal."

She looked at Mo Bai, "I can feel that you are doing it for my own good."

"However," the corner of her mouth overflowed with a confident smile, "I believe I will catch up with you soon!"

"You must wait for me!"

Looking at the swearing girl in front of him, the boy's heart seemed to be stuffed with cotton candy, soft and sweet.

"Of course I will wait for you, from beginning to end, I will wait for you."