Primordial Era: I, Emperor Donghua, establish the Immortal Court

Chapter 195 Halloween

Back to Hermione.

After nearly an hour of practice, Hermione finally stopped.

"It feels so good, I feel light as a feather."

Hermione opened her eyes and said, feeling incredibly refreshed.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, she looked down at her body with some surprise.

She was originally wearing a clean white dress, but now she was shocked to find that the white dress had turned into a dirty black outfit.

Moreover, looking inside her clothes, you could clearly see clumps of disgusting, filthy black mud stuck to her body!

"scare!"

"Ugh~"

Hermione was startled; as a girl, she had always been very clean.

Seeing myself like this now is something I absolutely cannot accept.

After a bout of dry heaving, she ran quickly back to her dormitory as if fleeing, and cleaned herself of the grime.

After scrubbing herself repeatedly and carefully for a long time, Hermione finally managed to clean the disgusting black mud off her body.

He then walked out of the room feeling refreshed.

"Auntie, Hermione! Where have you been?! I've finally found you!"

As soon as she stepped outside, Hermione heard two shouts from not far away.

"Ron Harry?"

Hermione turned her head and saw Ron and Harry walking towards her.

"Hehe, I didn't do anything, I just went to take a shower and accidentally slipped and fell, getting covered in mud."

Hermione scratched her head sheepishly and explained.

"No wonder! I was wondering why your skin looked so much better. It used to be fair, but now it looks like a gemstone, so clear and beautiful."

Ron looked Hermione up and down and said in a very sweet tone.

"Yeah, Ron's right, Hermione, you do look a lot better!" Harry, who was a bit tongue-tied, quickly chimed in, following Ron's lead, looking rather simple-minded.

"Right?"

Hermione waved her hand, gently tidying the ends of her hair.

Hermione could now figure out exactly why her skin had improved, even with her eyes closed.

It must be the effect of combining visualization techniques with Taoist scriptures.

This explains why she was covered in black mud immediately after completing her cultivation.

"Haha, Hermione has always been beautiful."

"We've been looking for you for ages. We thought something had happened to you again, like in the classroom before."

"Now that we see you're alright, we'll be going now, we won't bother you any longer."

Ron chuckled and pulled Harry away.

"Ron, Harry..."

Suddenly, Hermione's voice came from behind.

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

"Are you feeling unwell? Or is something wrong?" Harry and Ron turned around, looking at them with concern.

"I"

Hermione lowered her head, feeling a bit conflicted.

She wanted to tell Ron and Harry the secret of the visualization method.

"They are my two best friends."

"Should we really keep this from them?"

Hermione thought to herself that she felt a little sorry for him.

Seeing their sincere expressions made her feel extremely ashamed.

"Hermione, what's wrong with you? Why aren't you saying anything? And why are you behaving so strangely?"

Ron and Harry walked toward Hermione with puzzled expressions.

"etc."

Hermione looked up again and reached out to stop the two of them from moving forward.

"It's nothing, you guys can go now, I need some peace and quiet."

Hermione said.

"Oh, this."

Ron and Harry looked at each other in bewilderment.

"I'm really fine, you guys can go now, I'm going to sleep."

Hermione said without a doubt.

"Then we're off."

The two were filled with questions, but seeing Hermione's expression, they knew they wouldn't get any answers, so they had no choice but to leave, turning back every few steps until they were out of Hermione's sight.

"call.…"

Watching the two leave, Hermione returned to her room, squatted in a corner, and gasped for breath.

"Just a little bit more"

Hermione was still shaken and muttered to herself.

"Luckily, I realized it in time. This should be my secret, and I should just keep it to myself. Why would I suddenly think of telling Harry and the others?"

"Letting them know might not be a good thing."

"Although we need to deceive them for a bit now."

"But when I become stronger in my cultivation, I will protect them to repay them!"

"Keep it up, you're a genius female magician!"

Hermione clenched her pink fists tightly and whispered.

And so, Hermione spent a few uneventful days at Hogwarts.

During this time, she would still secretly practice Taoist scriptures and meditation techniques from time to time, without causing any trouble.

Before we knew it, it was Halloween Eve.

Hermione, along with Harry and Ron, began planning how to spend Halloween.

"Hey Harry, what do you think about us making funny faces and scaring Snape? He always has that stern face, I've been annoyed with him for ages."

Ron said to Harry with an excited look on his face.

"I think it's alright. Although I don't really like Snape, I think if the two of us try to scare him, he might punish us."

Harry scratched his head and said in a simple and honest manner.

"Look at you, what are you afraid of? It's Halloween anyway. Even if we don't scare him, what can he do to us?"

"You agree, Hermione?"

Ron spoke at length, looking at Hermione.

"Forehead.…"

Hermione scratched her head.

"I'll go to the restroom first, you guys chat."

Hermione said, then stood up and walked toward the restroom in the teaching building.

Walking down the long, narrow corridor, the dim lighting made Hermione uneasy.

"Why does this feel so creepy? It's Halloween today, I hope there aren't any ghosts."

Hermione was a little uneasy.

Now she was starting to regret not inviting Ron and Harry along.

Although she possesses great magical power, she is still a girl after all, and in this environment, her vulnerability will inevitably be revealed.

"That should be the toilet in front of us."

Hermione tensed up and looked into the distance.

"Um?"

Suddenly, he noticed a strange green light flashing in the distance!

"What is that?!"

Hermione paused, raising her hand with flames swirling around it.

With her current magical power, she can cast spells without any hindrance, even without carrying a wand.

"Sizzle sizzle..."

In the dark corner, no one spoke, only the sound of a cool breeze passing by.

However, under the light of the fire in her hand, Hermione could vaguely see a figure.

"Who goes there!?"

Upon seeing that it was a person, Hermione mustered some courage and shouted at them.

"Damn it... why are there students here in the middle of the night!"

In the shadows, a figure cursed under his breath.

As for his identity, Hermione would definitely have recognized him if the lighting hadn't been so dim!

It was Quirrell, a teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, who had taught Hermione and the others defensive magic.

Now, he had a strange purple headscarf tied around his hand, his whole body smelled of garlic, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he were possessed.

"Don't waste time."

Suddenly, a hoarse voice boomed deep within Quirrell's mind.

"yes!"

"Lord Voldemort."

Without a second thought, Quirrell grabbed his wand and began to twirl it up and down.

Within it, wisps of dark energy flowed out.

In an instant, a portal appeared in the air, from which two low growls could be heard.

(End of this chapter)