I'm in a crossover anime world, and I've been transported to Hogwarts twice.

88 Lolita riding on my face, is she the future Hermione?

Before Genichi Hanyu could react, Hermione had already stood up nimbly.

She quickly and quietly gathered the books and parchment on the table into her schoolbag, her movements so fluid they were unlike those of a freshman.

"Then let's go somewhere else to talk. This is clearly not the place."

She picked up her schoolbag and glanced at Genichi Hanyu, her gaze carrying an air of undeniable authority.

While still reeling from the brief shock of her white-stockinged feet brushing against his leg and the fact that she had been waiting for him, Yuzuru Genichi's body was instinctively gripped by Hermione's seemingly slender yet unusually strong hand.

Before he could even think, the petite girl grabbed him in an undeniable manner and quickly pulled him away from the library's reading area.

She seemed to know the way around Hogwarts like the back of her hand, unlike a freshman who had only been there for a few months.

Hermione had a clear goal. She pulled Genichi Hanyu through several corridors and arrived at the empty wall on the third floor of the castle where the tapestry depicting the giant beating Barnabas was hanging.

As Genichi Hanyu watched her stop, he was almost certain of her unusual behavior. The fact that she had found this place so precisely spoke volumes.

Hermione closed her eyes slightly, seemingly reciting something in her mind.

Then she began pacing back and forth in front of the empty wall opposite the tapestry.

Once, twice, three times.

As she turned around at the end for the third time, the outline of a smooth, handle-less circular archway silently appeared on the smooth stone wall.

Hermione didn't turn around, but instead grabbed Genichi Hanyu's wrist again and pulled him straight into the door that had appeared out of nowhere.

The entire process was so smooth and skillful that it was astonishing.

Genichi Hanyu was almost certain: this Hermione was definitely suspicious!

And the problem is quite significant!

Not only did she behave abnormally, but she also seemed to possess knowledge and abilities far exceeding what a first-year student should have, and even knew a great deal about the secrets of Hogwarts.

The door behind them closed silently and disappeared, as if it had never existed.

Genichi Hanyu finds himself in a spacious and comfortable room.

A warm flame flickered in the fireplace, there was a soft sofa and an elegant coffee table, but the most eye-catching thing was undoubtedly the large bed in the center of the room, which looked extremely comfortable and covered with a thick down comforter.

This clearly shows that the Room of Requirement responded to Hermione's desire for a private and comfortable space to talk.

But the presence of that large bed was so strong that it involuntarily drew Genichi Hanyu's gaze to it, and alarm bells went off in his mind—the setting was far too ambiguous.

"Do you want to know?"

Hermione's voice broke the silence in the room.

She turned to face Genichi Hanyu, her face no longer displaying the calm pretense she had in the library, but rather a mysterious and unpredictable smile that was completely at odds with her youthful appearance.

That smile held a knowing look, a hint of cunning, and even a deep, unfathomable emotion.

Genichi Hanyu forcefully suppressed his doubts and vigilance, compelling himself to calm down.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, scrutinizing the enigmatic little girl before him, his voice carrying a hint of inquiry and a barely perceptible chill: "So you're going to tell me?"

Hermione did not answer directly.

She took a step forward and stood in front of Genichi Hanyu.

Because of the huge height difference, she had to tilt her head back to look him in the eye.

She raised her delicate chin, her brown eyes like deep pools, reflecting the figure of Genichi Hanyu.

"Lower your head."

Her voice had a strange, alluring quality.

I'll tell you.

With his exceptional skills and daring, Genichi Hanyu wasn't afraid of what tricks a little girl could pull off, relying on his own strength.

He wanted to see what she was really up to.

So he did as she said, bending down slightly and bringing his ear close to Hermione's mouth.

However, what happened next left the well-informed time traveler, Genichi Hanyu, completely dumbfounded!

Hermione did not whisper in his ear.

With lightning speed, her slender arms suddenly wrapped around his neck!

Her strength was so great that it was completely unlike what one would expect from an eleven-year-old girl.

Immediately after this sudden intimate contact, while Genichi Hanyu was completely stunned and his mind went blank, Hermione stood on tiptoe and without hesitation pressed her soft lips precisely onto his lips!

It was a clear, unmistakable kiss, warm to the touch and sweet with the scent of a young girl!

This is not finished!

In the instant that Genichi Hanyu was frozen in place as if petrified, his thoughts frozen, Hermione tightened her arms around his neck and leaned forward with a strength and determination that was inconsistent with her petite figure. She forcefully pushed the unsuspecting Genichi Hanyu backward, and the two of them fell down together onto the conspicuous large bed in the center of the room!

Pfft!

The soft bedding supported their weight.

Genichi Hanyu fell backward onto the bed, while Hermione used the momentum of falling to nimbly flip over and straddle his waist!

She looked down at him, her brown curly hair falling messily on either side of her face. Her breathing was slightly rapid from the intense movements, and a flush of excitement rose on her cheeks.

But her eyes were unusually bright and sharp, even carrying a slyness of triumph and a deep, complex emotion.

Genichi Hanyu lay on the soft bed, feeling the weight of the girl on his body, and the incredible soft touch seemed to still linger on his lips.

Looking at the little girl sitting on his stomach, he felt for the first time in his life that his brain was severely underpowered, and he was plunged into a state of great confusion and disbelief.

what on earth is it?

Isn't something seriously wrong with this development?

An eleven-year-old Hermione Granger forcibly kissed him and then pinned him down on the bed?

This has gone far beyond what is strange; it's downright terrifying and bizarre!

"Who exactly are you?" (Qian Zhaozhao)

Genichi Hanyu finally regained his composure, his voice carrying a hint of offended anger and intense vigilance.

His gaze sharpened, locking onto the girl above him, his body tensing slightly, ready to respond to any possible unexpected situation.

Faced with Genichi Hanyu's cold questioning and scrutinizing gaze, Hermione was not afraid at all; on the contrary, it seemed as if she had expected his reaction.

The enigmatic smile on her face deepened.

She leaned down, placing her hands on either side of Genichi Hanyu's body on the bed, bringing their faces closer. Her brown eyes looked directly at him as she clearly said, word by word, "Of course I am Hermione, Hermione Granger."

Her voice carried a strange certainty and penetrating power.

She paused slightly, seemingly savoring the look of surprise on Genichi Hanyu's face, before slowly adding, as if dropping a bombshell, "However, I am Hermione from the future!"

89 Hermione: You little lolicon!

"The future Hermione?"

This word, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirred up huge ripples in Genichi Hanyu's heart.

Genichi Hanyu lay on the soft down comforter, which was so soft it was almost impossible to sink into, with the petite girl who called herself "Hermione Granger" on top of him.

A few strands of her brown curly hair fell down, brushing against his cheek and causing a slight tickle.

Those brown eyes, so close he could almost see every single eyelash, now gleamed with a complex light far beyond their years—a light that held cunning, nostalgia, and a deep, melancholic sadness.

There was even a hint of barely perceptible regret?

Upon hearing Hermione Granger's explanation, Genichi Hanyu fell into a brief silence.

His brain was working at high speed, like the most sophisticated instrument, analyzing every detail and every possibility of this explosive information.

In his mind, he repeatedly weighed and scrutinized the truthfulness of the other party's words.

The future Hermione?

Travel through time?

Reborn?

These concepts were not far-fetched for someone like him who could travel through time and traverse worlds.

But it is precisely because we understand the difficulties and paradoxes involved in its realization that we need to be even more cautious.

As for whether someone else used the compound decoction to impersonate Hermione.

This possibility had been largely ruled out by him after his close observation in the library and his skillful operation of the Room of Requirement. 090

The mature mind and bold, almost insane body language displayed by the Hermione in front of him, including that kiss that still makes his scalp tingle, are all so mature that they don't seem like a girl who has just turned eleven.

It's as if an adult's soul has been forcibly stuffed into an overly small body, and every move exudes a sense of tearing disharmony.

So if the other person really is Hermione from the future, whose soul has traveled back to this point in time, then all the abnormalities in her seem to have a seemingly reasonable explanation.

But it's only a possibility!

This explanation itself is also full of doubts.

Why does she, from the future, want to come back?

How do I get back?

What is the purpose?

What is her relationship with me?

Why would someone do something so outrageous?

Genichi Hanyu would never be so naive as to believe everything someone says.

Trusting strangers is often a deadly poison.

He knew that beneath appearances often lay deeper traps or more complex truths.

Therefore, the doubts in my heart did not dissipate because of the other party's explanation, but instead became even more tightly entwined like vines.

So Genichi Hanyu did not immediately answer this astonishing confession, but instead stared calmly and sharply at the girl straddling his waist with his deep, cold eyes.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the skin, looking directly into the soul's true nature, trying to catch a trace of a lie or concealment.

The flickering firelight from the fireplace cast dappled shadows on his sharply defined face, making his expression appear even more enigmatic.

"You said you're Hermione from the future?"

Genichi Hanyu finally spoke, his voice devoid of any emotion, yet every word he uttered was crystal clear.

"So you mean you didn't grow up here, but rather your soul or consciousness was reborn from some point in the future and returned to this eleven-year-old body?"

He precisely extracted and restated her core meaning, both to confirm it and to observe her reaction.

"Yes."

Hermione answered crisply and decisively, without the slightest hesitation.

The corners of her mouth even curved into a smile that said, "You finally understand."

Then she made an even bolder move. She lowered her head again, and her chubby, innocent face was instantly brought close to Genichi Hanyu's.

Their noses were almost touching, their warm breaths mingling, and their pupils clearly reflected each other's images. The distance between their faces was probably less than a centimeter, and they could truly hear each other's breaths!

Genichi Hanyu could even smell the faint fragrance of a young girl emanating from her with perfect clarity.

The sense of pressure and intimacy created by this distance far exceeded any previous contact.

At the same time, he could clearly feel the uncontrollable physiological changes his body was undergoing due to the other person's unconscious rubbing and the extremely ambiguous atmosphere.

"Ah!"

Hermione clearly sensed the change in Genichi Hanyu immediately as well.

A short, soft laugh escaped her throat, a laugh tinged with knowing mockery.

"You really are a pervert, getting aroused even in my eleven-year-old body!"

Her brown eyes narrowed slightly, as if she had discovered something interesting. She glanced down meaningfully, then looked up with a playful glint in them.

However, in response to this teasing, Genichi Hanyu simply looked at the other person indifferently, his face showing no embarrassment or anger, only a deep sense of inquiry.

Genichi Hanyu's expression seemed to say: This is just a normal physiological reaction, that's not the point.