The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

Autumn in London was no different from winter. The Grangers were sitting close together on a sofa, Professor McGonagall was sitting opposite them, and Cyrus was pulled by Hermione to the small garden outside, where they sat side by side. Zhang on the swing chair.

As soon as the wind blew, Cyrus shrugged his shoulders and buried his head deeper in the scarf. Hermione on the side kicked his two little feet and swayed on the swing boredly. Feeling a little cold, she pulled the boy by the neck,

"I'm cold"

"Then... let's go in?"

Hermione sniffled and pouted, "No~ give me your scarf"

"What should I do if I gave you the scarf?" Cyrus said weakly, hiding aside

"Yeah~ I'm so stupid" the girl said impatiently, and with her small hand, she pulled half of his scarf around her neck, and now they shared a scarf and sat there gently swinging.

Maybe it's because the girl is too close, the boy's face feels a little hot,

"You...you are too close ~ a little hot" Cyrus moved to the other side,

Hermione looked at him strangely, and found that his face gradually heated up and turned red. Looking at him blankly, she smiled slyly, her eyes narrowed into half-moon shapes.

"But I'm cold! Don't move." The girl as cunning as a fox stretched out her left hand and hooked his shoulders, "Don't move~ It's just right now. If I get cold, I will hit you~"

Cyrus had no choice but to be helplessly held by the girl by his shoulders and leaned against her, with his hands relaxed on both sides, and accidentally touched the other little hand.

'So soft' Cyrus thought, since Hermione practiced boxing, her hands are no longer just fleshy, but soft and soft at the same time.

Probably snatched the scarf and humanoid heater, Hermione was a little happy, her legs dangled, and she couldn't help humming a song.

Inside the door, Professor McGonagall and Mrs. Granger and Mrs. Granger had afternoon tea and talked for some time. Although the autumn breeze was chilly, it wasn't cold as the two of them sat snuggled together. On the contrary, he himself was still a little hot. , Hermione on the side hummed again for some reason, sitting on the swinging swing chair, she couldn't help dozing off, her head tilted habitually.

Hermione shook and hummed, and suddenly felt a little more weight on her shoulders, oh~ it turned out that when Cyrus was taking a nap, her head naturally fell to the side and fell on her shoulders, the girl felt that sometimes Cyrus His breath hit her neck and cheeks, and she froze for a moment.

'So hot' thought Hermione 'it's his fault for being so close, tsk'

She stopped shaking, supported his head on her shoulders, and slowly leaned back with her shoulders together, which would make her more comfortable. After a while, Professor McGonagall came out.Looking at the two people huddled together, I couldn't help but think of myself when I was young.

"I've made a deal with your parents. Cyrus' father will be negotiated by Mr. Wendell... well, it's getting late, so I'll go first." After that, she turned around and changed Became a tabby cat and ran away.

At the dinner table at Granger's in the evening, Mr. Wendell helped Cyrus and Hermione scoop out bowls of soup.

"Cyrus, let me talk about your father's side, um...tomorrow we will go to Diagon Alley to buy the things you need for school, so stay at our house tonight." Mr. Wendell lightly Tapped his head "just might need to put you on the couch, we need a few days to clear an empty room"

"Ah... live... don't use it, will it be troublesome?"

Hermione stared at him, "Oh? Do you dislike our sofa?" The boy took a sip of the soup, um~ praised the mushroom soup, "No, of course not, I mean...."

"Stay if you don't, be good." She kicked Cyrus lightly under the table.

"Oh"

After the meal, Mr. Wendell took Mrs. Monica out for a walk, and the two little ones huddled together on the sofa and chatted about tomorrow's trip to Diagon Alley.

"What do we need to buy? Can we see dragons?"

"Hmmm... let me see" Cyrus took out the stationery "We need... three-sided plain work gown (black)

2. A plain peaked hat for daytime wear (black)

3. A pair of protective gloves (made of dragon skin or similar materials)

4. A winter cloak (black, silver buckle) "Standard Spells, Elementary",

By Miranda Gosack

A History of Magic,

By Bathilda Bagshot

The Theory of Magic,

by adebe woflin

The Beginner's Guide to Morphing,

by Emmerich Switch

A Thousand Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms,

By Phyllida Spohr

Magic Potions and Potions,

by arseny gigger

"Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them",

By Newt Scamander

The Dark Arts: A Guide to Self-Defense,

Quentin Trimble

a wand

A crucible (pewter, standard size No. 2)

A set of glass or crystal vials

a telescope

A brass balance"

"Cyrus, Cyrus, tell me, what would wizards look like in another world? Will magic schools have the same annoying people as our ordinary schools?"

"I don't know, you know, I don't care about this." Cyrus curled up with his feet wrapped in a blanket and listened to the girl's nagging quietly.

"Will the magic school have an entrance exam? Oh~ I bought the book tomorrow and must do the preview, and you also have to accompany me, Cyrus..."

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