He tensed his body and tried to break free - but unfortunately he couldn't move.
"Yes! With my stimulation, you can actually cast such advanced magic without a wand. It seems that this kind of beautiful thing needs to be done a few times." Ivy thought beautifully.
In fact, given his special characteristics, he could still break away from Betty's magic after spending some time. But considering that Betty was still angry, if he didn't take some pains to calm her down, she would probably not talk to him for a long time.
"Forget it, sleep in the hall, sleep in the hall. Anyway, I am in good health. For the sake of a happy sexual life in the future, we can bear this crime." As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of gangsters with culture, you are afraid of perverts with patience. Poor Betty, we are like this
The delicate flowers will fall into the hands of this sinister guy.
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A night of silence
The early morning sun shines into the Hufflepuff lounge. The senior students got up earlier and passed by the lounge in twos and threes to go to the restaurant for breakfast.
Ivey was still sleeping soundly. Because he was blocked by the sofa, no one noticed him. Even if he saw the mess on the table, he would just think that some greedy little wizard forgot to clean it up.
Cedric Diggory, a fourth grader, also came to the lounge chatting and laughing with a few friends.
"Oh my god - who did this?" One of the black men with dreadlocks complained when he saw the dirty table.
"Cedric, punish this guy for cleaning toilets for a week," another friend chimed in.
"Forget it, Peter, don't be so grumpy" Cedric comforted his friend and came to the table and took out his wand.
“Cleaned!”
A blue light flashed, and the tabletop became as smooth as before, and all the used tableware was cleaned and stacked neatly.
Cedric nodded with satisfaction, took back his wand and turned around, "Okay, let's go."
Just as he lifted his feet, he suddenly caught sight of Ivey standing on the ground with his body stretched out from the corner of his eye. He paused in his steps, squatted down and pushed, "Avey, Ivey."
"Um?"
Ivey hummed a few times, opened his eyes, and saw Cedric squatting in front of him.
"Ah oh -" he yawned and asked with some confusion, "What's wrong? Why are you all staring at me?" Cedric's friends also gathered around
"Why are you sleeping here? Nothing happened?" Cedric asked kindly.
"It's okay, I drank a little bit last night -" he stretched his waist and answered lazily
"Wow, are you secretly drinking at such a young age? At least you have to wait until you are my age -" Peter interrupted and joked, and it seemed that he had done it a lot.
"Peter!" Cedric scolded first, and then reminded, "Ivy, it is against school rules for underage wizards to drink. Be careful not to get caught."
"Don't worry, it won't happen again"
“That’s what everyone says”
After making a proper rant, Cedric stood up and said, "I've cleaned up everything for you. Since you're fine, I'll go eat first."
Looking at the brand-new tabletop and tableware, Ivey shouted to his back, "Thanks, buddy."
Cedric left and waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.
"I had a good sleep this time," Ivy thought after a while.
No, taking such a big advantage will make you happy in your dreams.
"It looks like you're still alive and well." Betty's cold voice suddenly came from behind.
Hearing this, Ivey came up with a quick thought. First he coughed twice, "Ahem!" Then he turned around and pretended to have a hoarse voice, "Betty, you're here. I was so sorry last night. I was knocked out by alcohol, so I
You did something so impulsive." He put on an expression of regret and guilt and apologized sincerely.
Betty said nothing and watched his performance with a sneer.
Seeing that this trick didn't work, he returned to normal. With a smile on his face, he leaned forward and put his arms around Betty's shoulders, showing a flattering expression, "Hehe - wife, let's go eat."
Seeing that he was out of shape, Betty gave him an angry elbow. Ivy didn't hide away, pretending to grin and hug her as he walked toward the exit.
It was just as he expected. After discovering that Ivy had slept on the floor all night, Betty lost a lot of anger and followed him half-pushingly.
In the corridor, Ivy kept attacking with sweet words, and finally coaxed Betty back and started communicating with him normally.
"Let me tell you something, do you remember Bestie barked at us last night?" Betty said
"Hmph!" Ivey snorted coldly. Of course he remembered that it was this guy who missed his good fortune.
In response to his reaction, Betty just gave him a hygienic eye: "It had something to tell us at that time."
"What's the matter?" Ivey's tone was still not good.
"Something's out"
"Dong--" After Betty's reminder, he also remembered. The first time the basilisk appeared was last night. Unfortunately, he was only thinking about how to take advantage.
"What?"
"I don't know." Betty shook her head. "It should be a reptile. Best said the voice is very weak, but the size is very huge."
"Huge? That's a magical creature."
"That's right," Betty replied.
"Then next time I hear it, we can go take a look. Are you sure it's in Hogwarts Castle?"
"Um"
While they were talking, the two of them came to the door of the restaurant. By chance, Iron Triangle also came towards them.
"I didn't expect you two to get up and have breakfast," Ivy teased.
"Oh! It's hard to explain in words~" Harry smiled bitterly
He looks worse than Ron after a night's work
"It seems that the mental torture is more torturous," Ivey said with emotion, "Let's go, eat something to replenish your body."
At the dinner table, Harry sighed and took a piece of bread for a long time without even taking a bite.
"You're not still thinking about that, are you?" Ron looked at him
"What happened again?" Hermione asked
"It's him. After he came back last night, he said he heard an evil voice, and the voice kept saying he was going to kill people. But the strange thing is that only he could hear it, and Lockhart didn't hear anything at all."
Ron quickly recounted the story
"You won't be tortured into hallucinations by Lockhart, will you?" Ivy stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Harry's eyes.
"Ivy, don't talk nonsense," Hermione said angrily.
"No! It's definitely not a hallucination. That voice is cold, hoarse, and creepy. Just hearing it makes you shudder. This feeling of falling into an ice cellar is definitely not fake," Harry denied.
"If you say that, then you should be careful." Ron looked a little worried. "Even in the wizarding world, hearing voices that others cannot hear is not a good sign."
"...." Harry
The topic suddenly became a bit heavy
"What is this for? You are too pessimistic." Ivy broke the silence. "Harry, did you hear this sound last semester?"
"No," Harry was very sure.
"What about before yesterday?"
"Neither"
"Isn't it too hasty to draw conclusions now? And you heard it said it was going to kill people, but did anything happen in the castle?"
"This-" Harry was stunned
"Look, it's still up for debate whether it's a bad thing or not. At least it needs to happen a few more times, or something unexpected happens before we can draw a conclusion."
"..." Harry thought for a while, "You're right, I got into trouble."