Hogwarts Blood Wizard

"You rejected him, didn't you? So he had to come to me..." Luna explained.

I did not refuse!

Hermione was about to refute, but in the end she couldn't say what she said.

Because some time ago, I did deliberately avoid Ivan because of the sedentary matter...

Perhaps in Ivan's eyes, this is no different from direct refusal.

Thinking of this, Hermione pursed her lips, her gaze at Luna became complicated, she asked hesitantly. "He saw your memory?"

"Yes, it's funny!" Luna nodded happily.

In her opinion, sharing a memory is not so embarrassing.

"Then why did you give me this notebook?" Hermione asked inexplicably. Since Luna doesn't hate being viewed by Ivan, why not continue.

"I think you need it more than I do, don't you?" Luna pointed to the books in Hermione's arms. The cover of one of the books was exposed and it read "The Power of Mind— —How to protect your brain."

Hermione subconsciously hugged the book in her arms, and her face flushed.

Ever since Ivan checked the memory last time, she has been teaching herself how to protect the brain, in order to help Ivan practice panic while preserving key memories.

It's a pity that the practice of Occlumency is very difficult. It took her several weeks but no obvious progress, so she kept avoiding Ivan.

"You gave it to me, what do you do?" Hermione looked at the notebook in front of her again and couldn't help but said.

She knew very well that this was not just a notebook, but also meant that Luna gave herself the opportunity to accompany Ivan to practice magic.

"Do you know what I saw in his memory?" Luna did not respond positively, but continued to ask.

Hermione shook her head.

"I saw that he likes you..." Luna revealed the answer straightforwardly.

"Wh...what?" Hermione stared at Luna with widened eyes, and said hesitantly, she could hardly believe that these words would come out of the other person's mouth.

Luna didn't seem to want to repeat it again, she pointed to the location of the hall, and said in that ethereal voice. "He went to the auditorium to see you just now, I think you probably just missed it..."

Hermione looked at Luna in surprise, and after a while, she whispered. "Thank you…"

She realized that she might have misunderstood the relationship between Luna and Ivan. If the other party really liked Ivan, it would never be possible for Ivan to look at the memory in her brain so calmly.

Thinking about this, Hermione's gaze towards Luna became softer, and her previous hostility turned into a heartfelt gratitude. After thanking her again, she hurriedly turned and ran towards the auditorium.

But when Hermione entered the hall, she was unexpectedly unable to see Ivan's figure here. She was wondering if Ivan had waited too long to leave, and suddenly felt that someone had slapped herself from behind.

Hermione was taken aback, and turned her head in a panic before realizing that it was Ivan standing behind her.

"Go, come with me!" Without a word of nonsense, Ivan took Hermione's hand, and before even waiting for a response, he ran her towards the tower.

The little witch stumbled and ran with Ivan. The touch of overlapping fingertips made her heart pounding. She didn't ask where Ivan was going to pull herself, because she couldn't think of it anymore. .

"Okay, here it is!" Ivan stopped in front of a classroom with Hermione.

Only then did Hermione dare to ask in a low voice, "What are we doing here?"

"Don't you know if you go in?" Ivan smiled, waved his wand to open the door, and walked in with Hermione's hand.

The classroom was dull and dark, a little scary, but Hermione was not afraid, just quietly squeezed the hand held by Ivan.

The door of the room was quickly closed. About ten seconds later, a little starlight suddenly appeared in the dark space, and then the candles were fully lit, and the surroundings became bright.

Only then did Hermione realize that it didn’t look like a classroom at all. Large bunches of flowers decorated the surrounding area. The ground was covered with a warm-colored carpet. The golden and red ribbons fluttered in the air. .

And Ivan was like a conductor in a concert hall. He gently waved his magic wand, and the melodious organ sound gradually sounded, and several Christmas trees placed around were lit up.

What makes Her sensitive to the surprise is that hundreds of "flower fairies" with pointed ears flew out of the Christmas tree. They were about half a palm size and looked like young girls with transparent wings. The two of them danced to the music.

"Ah, what is this?" Hermione stretched out her hand curiously, and a "Flower Fairy" happened to fall on her palm.

"Zongxian!" Ivan replied with a smile.

This kind of magical creature that didn't exist at all was naturally made by his transformation spell, but due to too much transformation at one time, it could only last about half an hour.

"They are so beautiful!" Hermione raised her hand gently, letting Xian Xian fly to the sky again, her brows full of joy.

"Is that so?" Ivan turned his head to look at Hermione, and said seriously. "I think they are not as pretty as you!"

The first time I heard Ivan's straightforward words, Hermione's cheeks were flushed, and she embarrassedly avoided Ivan's sight, pretending to admire the immortal.

But after Ivan shouted her name, the little witch turned her head for the first time, and then the eyes of the two intertwined.

This time Hermione was not avoiding looking at Ivan, even if there was some shame and anxiety in her eyes, but she was unexpectedly firm.

Because she felt the deep affection from Ivan's sight...

"I'm sorry, Hermione!"

"I'm sorry~www.ltnovel.com~Ivan!"

As if they were connected, the two voices sounded at the same time in the classroom decorated as a garden.

A slight awkward atmosphere spread between the two, but it quickly disappeared.

"It's better for you to say it first!" Hermione said softly after a moment of silence.

Ivan nodded, then asked. "You asked why you chose to invite you to the dance party last time... I think I can answer you now!"

Seeing Ivan mentioned this matter, Hermione seemed a little embarrassed. She already realized how unreasonable the question she was asking at the time was, and she whispered. "I don't care which one..."

"So still want to hear the answer?" Ivan asked with a smile.

Hermione stared straight at Ivan, confirmed that he really didn't mind, and then nodded.

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