Everyone hadn't eaten, bathed, and slept well for several days. After eating, Hermione stayed in the bathroom the whole time. It was unbearable for the girl not to take a hot bath for several days.

Lockhart began to make magic contact notes. He had spent so long on Dumbledore's notes, and finally it was his turn to do this kind of thing. The person who makes this thing is usually the leader of a team. This is not because this thing is particularly difficult to do. This thing is not unusual. Important staff of the Ministry of Magic have similar items, and the original Auror has one. It is essentially a simple double-sided mirror, but the double-sided mirror can transmit video and sound information, and this simplified version only transmits text information in order to save magic power.

The point is that the Auror cards that Aurors used to communicate with each other were powered by the Ministry of Magic, and so could become traceable, unlike what Dumbledore and Moody did (aka Loja Specially prepared) contact note, when it comes into play, it consumes all the magic power in the maker's body. Although not much, once the distance is too far, or there are too many notes, the requirement for the total amount of magic power is very high. And in a small group, the person with the highest magic power is usually the leader...

The paper note crafting is a bit complicated, but its production method has been improved by how many wizards have become very fixed, and it is not too difficult, and what Lockhart has to do is the kind that can only connect the note owner and the maker, and The simplest type that cannot be contacted with other note owners - Dumbledore also provides this type. If you want the note to be able to contact all Aurors like an Auror certificate, the difficulty of making it will increase dozens of times, and the consumption will be tens of times. Magic power is beyond the reach of any wizard. According to the production method written by Scrimgeour, one will be made in a while.

To make twenty, the Aurors will have about ten, and a few of the Weasleys... Mag and Hagrid from the school, etc... are about the same.

Hermione finally finished the bath and came out with a towel around her. She walked slowly behind Lockhart, rubbed his shoulders gently, and looked at the note Lockhart made curiously. "This is the original contact note used by the Order of the Phoenix."

"Yeah. But the note that Dumbledore made back then also had the function of opening the headmaster's room and asking him for help urgently. I can only use this to contact people." Lockhart nodded, "I'll give you this, inject some Magic. No one else can use it anymore."

"Oh." Hermione put the note in the beaded bag, then hugged him from behind, and whispered in his ear, "Gidro, I'll do it tomorrow, go to sleep first... they want you. now~"

A girl who just got out of the bath. The two soft buds on the chest were pressed against Lockhart's back, wet hair brushed across his face and fell onto his shoulders, the body smelling of shower gel and Hermione's unique body fragrance .

According to Lockhart's temper, Hermione should be pushed onto the bed immediately. But at this time, a sense of disgust came up from his heart for no reason and could not be restrained. He reached out and pushed Hermione's arm away, frowning: "I'll rest when I'm done, you go to sleep first."

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The first time she mustered up her courage and took the initiative to ask for love, she was rejected. Hermione was a little aggrieved and at a loss, as it was written in the book. Why does Lockhart play cards out of common sense... She sat on the bed blankly, staring at him innocently with big eyes.

"Gidro, I know that Mad-Eye's death has hit you hard...but you don't blame him for his death." Hermione said after thinking about it: "And the dead are gone, those who come can be chased, we Still have a good time..."

"I know you read a lot, Hermione." Lockhart was a little annoyed, and he was most annoyed by this kind of chicken soup for the soul, "but it's not you who has known Moody for more than ten years, if Harry died, you Will it still be so casual?"

"I didn't care!" Hermione's eyes were wet again. "I'm also very sad, but I'm even more sad to see you so depressed. I just want you to be happy. Am I wrong!"

"Which eye do you see that I'm depressed? I'm not trying to avenge Crazy Eye. I won't let any of the people involved in killing him that day!"

Hermione said nothing, and Lockhart thought she was persuaded, and turned to continue making the note with her wand. But Hermione came over to grab his space expansion pack.

"What the **** are you trying to do!" Lockhart's anger erupted from his chest, and he stood up and pushed Hermione away: "It's time to know how to be happy. I'm busy with business, can you please stop bothering me? !"

"I...you're not such a person..." Hermione was frightened by him and took a few steps back, and her tears overflowed again, "You are obviously a very gentle person...but after Mad Eye died, you were very abnormal, Whether it's your speech or your demeanor... something must have affected you. Headmaster Dumbledore said that Horcruxes can sometimes affect people's minds, you take it out!"

"Nonsense... People who practice Occlumency won't be so easily influenced, and I'm very awake now!" Lockhart was furious, and it wasn't you who I was chasing. It's not as obedient and obedient as Pandora. Influence yourself to do business. "And this Horcrux has always been by my side and never affected me!"

The two just stood looking at each other, Hermione leaning back against the bed, holding her arms with both hands, tears streaming down her face. Lockhart is a little soft-hearted again. She is really a woman made of water. She will cry and cry when she encounters something, but she can't accommodate you to everything.

After a few seconds of confrontation, the anger in his heart subsided a little, and Lockhart calmed down.

It's true that Occlumency can't stop hinting magic, but the crown doesn't seem to have this function... It's just that Hermione said this, and Lockhart thought about it again and felt that something was wrong. After the Horcrux's surface defense magic was destroyed last time, his mood has been very bad, and his mind is full of hatred and anger. He thought that Moody's death caused his emotional changes, but he asked himself, Moody was very important to him, but his death would never affect him so much that he lost even the normal physiological needs of a man... …

"Okay, then I'll listen to you once." Lockhart suppressed the urge to scold Hermione and took out the Horcrux from the bag. Its surface had been baked, and the outermost layer of protection had collapsed. ... At this time in his hand, Lockhart finally realized that Hermione's guess was right. Perhaps because the shell was destroyed, the Horcrux exuded a lot of malice at this time, which made people feel uncomfortable and irritable. The oddity of things is obvious.

Hermione stretched out her hand and grabbed the crown, confirming her guess that she was even more aggrieved: "Look, I'm not wrong, it's just something wrong!"

As the crown was shoved into Hermione's bag, Lockhart felt a lot lighter all of a sudden, the disgust that he wanted to slap Hermione, the hatred of the world disappeared, and then the violent 's apology.

He put down the unfinished note in his hand, walked directly to Hermione, and put her in his arms, who was shaken by his actions: "I'm sorry... dear, you know it, it wasn't my intention just now. .I'm obviously too confident in myself and unknowingly affected by it..."

Hermione and Lockhart had been arguing several times over the past few days over whether to keep waiting for Harry and them, and had been getting angry. It was difficult to prove that it was right to continue to wait for other people in Keith. When I got to a safe place, I thought that the unpleasantness would finally pass, but the first time I said the words of seeking love, I hit a wall. The psychological setback was too great, and I felt wronged at this time. Get angry.

"Hmph, you..." She struggled a few times, but didn't break free: "Be your note, I'm going to bed."

"Don't do it, I'll sleep with you—" Lockhart pinched Hermione's elastic body, smelled the unique smell of her body, and the long-lost desire suppressed by the Horcrux-Wang suddenly came up, he He blocked Hermione's mouth, took the beaded packet with the Horcrux from Hermione's hand, and threw it into the corner from a distance... Then he stroked Hermione's sturdy little **** with his hand along Hermione's spine. He ripped off the bathrobe that Hermione was surrounded by, sat on the edge of the bed, pulled her naked and sat on his lap, playing with the girl in his arms arbitrarily.

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Being held in his arms by Lockhart so tenderly molested~lightnovelpub.net~ Hermione suddenly melted on Lockhart's legs like ice cream, making his thighs slippery and sticky.

"Hermione, you not only like to cry above, but also like to cry below." Lockhart leaned into her ear and said softly, "I'll give you a special title, and you can also use it as a secret code when you get separated. Min Xiaoshuishui, I'll call you that in the future..."

"Um...don't...uh..."

He moved his hands up and down until the little woman in his arms was panting and kept twisting and rubbing against his thigh, and Lockhart pushed her down on the bed...

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Unlike the first time she was rudely broken, this was the first time Hermione had truly enjoyed the beauty that a relationship between a man and a woman could bring. Plus, Lockhart felt a little sorry for her before, which made him even more queasy. Intended to cater to, intended to give Hermione the most impressive and wonderful experience. With all kinds of tender care, she served the little witch who had just tasted **** until her body was paralyzed, almost exhausted and dehydrated, and she did not wake up until Lockhart left the next day.

——(To be continued.)