A Hogwarts Esoteric Leader

The trees are heavily concealed, hiding the "well", and if necessary, they can even move with the "well".

The place where desire accumulates is the well. It may not be easy to say when the water of desire increases in the future, but at present there is only one drop, so it is very convenient to change the location.

Unieff has some doubts about the "well", so he doesn't plan to let it be discovered by Hermione or Hindlesh for the time being.

And he didn't have much expectations for fulfilling his wishes.

One is that he doesn't know how long it will take to accumulate enough water of desire, and the other is that he doesn't have any special wishes to be fulfilled at present.

He had already received an acceptance letter from Hogwarts, and when Dumbledore came back to clean up the mess, he could go to school with ease.

After learning a few healing magics, or being able to make healing potions, she will get rid of Ms. Garrel's minor problems by brushing and brushing during the holidays.

It's all things that are within reach, there's really no need to resort to the "well" that I haven't figured out.

Thinking like this, he decided to just treat the "well" as a general construction project, and put his attention back to the present.

There is so much work to do. First of all, we need to plant all the three seeds of knowledge that have been condensed today, and secondly, we need to infuse the recently planted trees with spiritual power in order to make them grow more stable.

However, when he was satisfied with fifty trees, he got the information from somewhere:

One of his only two employees, Hermione Granger, has once again entered the Mansion.

After thinking about it, he should put down his work first, switch to the all-seeing and all-seeing night watchman form, and pay attention.

After all, it's the employee going to work the next day, so they still need to be more concerned.

……

Somewhere in the woods.

Hermione opened her eyes and found herself short again.

He stretched out his claws and looked at it, and sure enough, it was still an otter.

After accepting this, she looked around and found that the surrounding environment had undergone profound changes as Mr. Night's Watch said.

At least yesterday's open space could not be found, and from the light source, Mr. Night Watchman was also far away.

Although it is unfamiliar, she is not afraid, because she is perceiving a faint connection like a thread, and from the other end of the thread, there is a feeling of joy.

She walked along the invisible thread, and within a moment, she found the seedlings planted yesterday.

I saw the seedling shake its transparent buds and leaves, and a small drop of water was shaken out. It happily pulled out its roots from the soil and trotted straight towards Hermione, only to accidentally trip over a small stone. , fell and rolled into a small hot wheel and rolled in front of Hermione.

"Be careful!"

Hermione let out a loud cry, and quickly helped it up, wiped off the soil, and patted the sprouts again, and saw the seedlings have their heads held high again.

"As expected of the tree I planted!" Hermione looked around and found no injuries, so she proudly praised, and then said cheerfully:

"Speaking of which, how about I give you a name? After I went back, I thought about it, and I felt that I still had to distinguish you from the one belonging to Miss Dementor, otherwise it would be difficult to call it."

The seedling tapped the tip, and looked forward to it.

"Then call you Number One! Granger Number One!" said Hermione.

The seedling instantly hangs down and is listless.

"Don't do this! After all, you will have many younger siblings in the future! If you had a very special name, I doubt I would be able to remember it." Hermione spread her palms, two seeds sparkling.

The seedling rolled up the bud leaves and stabbed the tip. After thinking about it, it seemed to make sense, so she nodded.

"I knew you could understand!" Hermione said happily.

Then she saw No. 1 leaning back, and pointed at herself with a bud leaf from top to bottom.

"Oh! That's right! I need to water you first!" Hermione responded in a coherent way.

She tapped lightly on the tip of No. 1 with her paws, focused her attention, and imagined flowing, and saw the silver light flowing to No. 1 through her fingertips, and No. 1 also returned a little golden flash.

After about three or four minutes, the watering was over, and the body of No. 1 swelled outwards. If it was only half a finger thick before, now there is at least one, and it looks taller and the buds and leaves are also large. A lot of them can already be called blades.

Hermione wiped her forehead and wiped off the non-existent beads of sweat. She didn't feel very tired when she was tired. Compared to letting the seeds germinate, this "watering" was really nothing.

She looked around and asked, "No. 1! Do you know if Miss Dementor is here? I have good news to tell her!"

No. 1 tilted his head and thought for a while, then ran to the edge of a relatively large tree, stretched out leaves and rubbed the bark of the big tree like a spoiled child.

I saw the big tree swaying its branches and leaves, and then No. 1 ran back and shook his upper body from side to side.

"Not yet..." Hermione was a little disappointed, she folded her chest and thought for a moment, then asked, "Then can you find her seedling? Miss Dementor will definitely appear near it, if she comes at night. "

I saw No. 1 acting like a spoiled child again.

Seeing this scene, Hermione was actually a little surprised. Although she knew that these trees were also conscious trees of knowledge, it was quite amazing to see them communicate like people.

Moreover, she always felt a little bit of a sense of seeing her when she was a child...

Although she is not old now, she has not acted coquettishly for a long time.

The bigger it is, the harder it will be to wipe your face...

After a while ~www.novelmt.com~ the big tree seemed to exchange information with other big trees. Finally, the branches in one direction swayed greatly, and No. 1 ran back to ask for credit.

Hermione fed it a little mental power as a snack, let it sit on her shoulders, and then walked in the direction the tree pointed.

The road is not particularly easy to walk.

Even though they are all trees of knowledge, these trees seem to have different temperaments, some will take the initiative to give way, some will ignore it, and some will deliberately come out to block the way...

And some places with many trees will be intertwined, and it is easy to stumble.

But in the end, she found her goal as she wished.

It wasn't the seedling, but directly saw Miss Dementor herself.

Hermione could see from a distance that in the relatively loose forest, Miss Dementor's tall and thin silver body was floating around near the ground, spinning and dancing, with two slender bone hands, sometimes holding up. From time to time, the seaweed-style gloomy cloak seemed to turn into a flying streamer.

She even did a very difficult backward movement, and Hermione was a little worried that she would break her waist.

I thought I was already very happy, but I didn't expect Miss Dementor to be even happier...

What happened to her?

Thinking like this, Hermione crouched down and touched forward quietly, she was going to surprise Miss Dementor...

She approached little by little, being careful not to step on the branches, and then lay down in a bush waiting for an opportunity.

When Miss Dementor floated past the bushes in a 360-degree turn, she suddenly jumped out like a spring on her feet—

"Miss Dementor! Good evening!"

The dance came to an abrupt end.