A Hogwarts Esoteric Leader

Unieff scratched his hair and felt a headache. He hadn't figured out a reason yet.

Knowing that Hermione had nothing to do, he simply wouldn't come.

"Have Neville's toad been found?" He tried to digress.

"Of course not, the lights are off." Hermione said naturally, "It's pitch black, how can you find it?"

"You can't come here for such a question, right." She looked suspiciously, her eyes sharp.

"Why isn't it possible?" Unieff continued to talk, as many topics as needed. When Hermione was almost saturated, he would leave. That's what he thought.

"If you care so much about Neville's toad, you've been looking for it with me before, and you won't have to wait until now." Hermione thought clearly, "It's more likely that you like me than this. But I want to explain in advance that I I don't like you."

"You feel too good about yourself, too." Younefer groaned, "It's like a mother-in-law at a vegetable market complimenting her on the freshness of her vegetables."

"Who is the mother-in-law!" Hermione's nose was crooked.

"Isn't your focus a bit wrong?" Unieff glanced at her.

Suddenly, the two of them couldn't help laughing, and Unieff realized what they had in common. They both came out to breathe.

"Look at your preoccupied appearance, it's like water has entered a pumpkin. Maybe it will make a thump, thump, thump." Hermione shook her head and demonstrated, her hair flying in the air. It hit the raindrops and fell on the face of Unieff, but bounced back because of magic.

"Aren't you the same?" Unieff put a hair on his ear and a hair on top of his head together, "Suddenly running out, suddenly talking about narcissism, and shaking his head stupidly, it must be a brain Which nerve is connected wrongly, connecting the language center and the motor center in one... hiss-"

Hermione stomped hard, stepping on his toes.

"I did not do it on purpose."

"You did it on purpose."

"I didn't do it on purpose, I just kicked on the ground. Your feet were unlucky and placed there." Hermione raised her head.

"Is that my foot's fault? I can guarantee that it is sticking straight down from my pelvis, standing on the ground without any crookedness." Plus it was cold.

"I'm so sorry, but my foot is crooked, but why do you speak like a Muggle?"

"Sorry, I didn't know about magic in the last ten years."

"Then we're almost there."

"No, we're far from each other. Even without magic, I'm not an ordinary person."

"Who is that?"

"Business owners, company directors, big capitalists, and some of the top richest people on the Forbes list."

"Your family is rich?"

"My family is very poor, but as long as I have the ability, the money will come sooner or later."

"The person who feels good about yourself is actually you!"

The sky was overcast with clouds, and there was a gust of rain and wind in front of us, and there was a dementor on the side, but the two of them just quarreled.

After Gadwin checked the carriage, he passed by here when he returned to the front of the car, and glanced in surprise.

Seeing that there was no danger, he left again.

"Huh—" Hermione let out a white breath, "I feel better, how do you feel?"

"It's okay." Unieff felt that arguing with an eleven-year-old girl was not something to be proud of.

"What do you mean?" Hermione narrowed her eyes like a little lion.

"It's very good, yes, I'm used to being modest," Yunev said.

"That's about it." Hermione nodded in satisfaction, then asked, "What are you worried about?"

"You speak first."

"I asked first!" Hermione said angrily.

"It's like saying your own name before asking someone else's name, and you have to tell your own story before asking someone else's matter." Yuneffer wouldn't give in an inch.

The air was quiet for a while, and the sound of wind and rain prevailed again.

"I'm worried about my friend, how about you?"

"I'm worried about my friends, my subordinates, and my creditors," Unieff said.

"How did so many relationships come together?" Hermione looked over suspiciously, "Besides, how old are you, you have subordinates?"

"With all my life and my life, I can be your father when I am old."

"Hmph!" Hermione snorted and said dismissively, "Then I count three lifetimes up, and I can still be your grandmother!"

Unieff was stunned for a moment before he said, "Okay, let's put aside age, in short, it's such a complicated relationship."

"Because the relationship is complicated, I don't know what to do." He said, "To be precise, it's not that I don't know what to do, but I don't know if I have done my best."

"If you don't do your best, you will inevitably feel ashamed," he said.

"But—" Hermione thought for a moment and said, "Don't you know that very well?"

"Clear what?"

"I didn't try my best." She was logical. "That's why you feel ashamed here."

I was stunned for a while.

"Has anyone ever told you," Eugene said, turning his head, "you are very annoying sometimes."

Hermione stomped her foot again, but this time she was dodged by Unieff.

"But smart people are like this," he said. "I'm leaving, and you have to go back to the carriage~www.novelmt.com~ or the Dementors will take you as food."

"where are you going?"

"I'm going to find Gadvin." Unieff turned and walked towards the front carriage. "I did everything that I had to do, and said everything I needed to say, so that I didn't need to get caught in the rain."

……

dong dong dong!

Unieff knocked on the cab door.

Although the train was about to arrive, he had decided not to wait for Dumbledore.

In fact, once he cast aside his prejudice against the Ministry of Magic, he found that the Aurors he knew were actually quite trustworthy.

Moreover, since he has decided to do his best, the more power he can mobilize, the better.

Hogwarts, Ministry of Magic, he wants to try it all.

The door opened, and Gardwin's figure was revealed inside. He first looked left and right, and then lowered his head to see Unieff and Hermione.

Yes, Hermione followed.

"I can't read books at this time anyway..." she said, "Besides, I still don't know what you are looking for from me."

She still hadn't forgotten about this, and in desperation, Unieff had to take her with him.

The most important thing is that she may have the qualification to know.

"Why did you come to the front of the car?" Gadwin said boredly, "Hogwarts is coming soon, you should pack your luggage."

"I have to be at the front of the car." Unieff raised his head and said, "and I want to talk to you about Azkaban, just for a few minutes."

Gadwin's face turned solemn in an instant, he glanced at Hermione, and said, "Miss Granger, Eugene and I have important things to talk about, can you please avoid it for a while?"

Unieff raised his hand to stop him and said, "Let her listen, I wouldn't come to you without her."