Harry Potter: This senior is pretty strong

Chapter 174 If you annoy someone, let them bite; if they're naughty, punish them.

After sending the letter, Qin Yu felt relieved, as if even his symptoms of madness had improved considerably.

All I have to do now is wait for Lao Deng's reply.

He picked up the last cookie from his plate and ate it as he went downstairs to play with his little witch.

Since there was no response in the living room, Qin Yu immediately knocked on the bedroom door, and there was an immediate response from inside.

Hermione: "Who is it?"

Qin Yu: "Me!"

Hermione: "Who?"

Qin Yu: "Me!"

Hermione: "Huh?"

Qin Yu: "Hmm?"

Hermione: "Hmm!"

This conversation, which sounded like a secret code, left Qin Yu feeling quite annoyed. He thought that if others overheard their conversation, they would probably call them crazy.

Could it be that I caught it from myself?

But he was actually able to glean a lot of information from this brief conversation, including the emotions being conveyed.

Perhaps it's true that after spending a lot of time together, you can understand each other's meaning without saying it out loud.

In short, during the conversation just now, he asked if he could come in, and Hermione gave him an affirmative answer, telling him to push the door open and come in himself.

I gently turned the handle, opened the door, and stepped into the small room, where I was greeted by a familiar, faint fragrance.

"I hadn't noticed it before. Aren't they all saying that Westerners have body odor? Could it be that my sense of smell has changed since I transmigrated? This girl does smell really nice..."

Thinking of this, he subconsciously sniffed again.

Of course, no one could answer this question for him, including that system that had been relatively quiet lately.

Oh dear, I had completely forgotten that I also had a system cheat code. I almost thought that everything I got was earned through my own hard work!

Yes, never forget your original aspirations. Even if you become powerful, you must not forget where your roots are!

That's a whole new level, isn't it?!

He was mentally making random self-criticisms.

Before his thoughts had even finished, Qin Yu had already arrived next to Hermione, who was bent over writing something. He leaned over and glanced at her, discovering that it was some notes related to potions.

He probably had a lot to write right now, and even as he approached, the little girl hadn't stopped, only muttering unconsciously, "Wait for me~ wait for me a little bit~ I'll finish writing soon..."

Qin Yu smiled and didn't bother her too much. He just gently rubbed her head and then found a place to sit down.

Out of sheer boredom, I noticed a piece of paper with a cartoon figure drawn on it on the table.

If you hold it in your hand and look at it carefully, it's easy to tell from the hairstyle and clothing that it's him, especially the big letter Q on the scarf.

This is terrifying! I'm actually Mr. Q from the Aurora Club!

His thoughts jumped again, and Qin Yu noticed that the ink on the little figure's head was smudged, so he muttered to himself in confusion, "The lines are a bit messy, did they spill water on it?"

Before the words were even finished, the pen that was writing suddenly stopped, and the two little feet, clad in thick socks and hidden in soft-soled slippers, suddenly arched, their toes digging hard into the soft soles as if trying to tear them apart.

However, the pen quickly resumed writing, and its two little feet relaxed.

Meanwhile, the little witch muttered to herself like a dead dog, "That was something Hermione Granger did an hour ago. It was her who did it. What does it have to do with me now?!"

Qin Yu glanced at Hermione, who suddenly stiffened and then quickly relaxed, somewhat puzzled. He didn't know what was wrong with her; spilling a little water wasn't a big deal.

But he was too lazy to investigate further. He picked up a book, placed it under the page, and then took a pen, just like he used to do in the library, and started drawing on the blank spaces of the paper.

The painting depicts a little girl with fluffy hair, wearing a robe and a scarf with a large, cursive letter H written on it.

H? Red Center? What a ridiculous association. The Little Witch could never be the leader of Red Center.

He looked at it again and felt that something was missing.

"Oh, right!"

He exclaimed in realization, then a sly, mischievous smile spread across his face as he drew two large front teeth on the little girl's mouth.

Now that's faithful to the original work, who dares to say it's out of character (OOC)?

Qin Yu looked at his work and nodded in satisfaction.

To his surprise, when he looked up, he was met with a pair of angry and resentful eyes.

"Who is this?"

"Well, I think it's quite cute..."

"What I'm asking is: Who is this?!"

"It's a comic, you know, there will be some exaggeration, that's normal..."

"Who is this?!"

"Sigh, why be so stubborn? You have to learn to let go. Why do you have to know the answer, Hermione?"

"Alright, I'll show you what true persistence is! Awooo—"

"Ouch, that hurts! It hurts so much! Let go!"

"Ugh—no, I'll bite you to death! Ugh—"

Hermione pounced on Qin Yu like a hungry tiger, pinning him to the bed and biting his arm hard, ignoring his cries for pain and pleas for mercy.

It's really hateful!

Miss Granger is going to teach this bad guy a lesson today!

Seeing that his pleas for mercy were in vain, Qin Yu had no choice but to put his arms around the girl and let her vent her anger.

Sure enough, after a short while, the other party calmed down and stopped causing trouble.

Qin Yu took the opportunity to apologize repeatedly.

Then, like a deflated balloon, the little witch looked up with a pitiful expression and asked hesitantly, "Are my teeth really that big?"

"How could that be? Absolutely not! Your front teeth aren't even as big as Luo Jiuchuan's!" Qin Yu said firmly and decisively.

"Who is Luo Jiuchuan?" the little witch asked, bewildered.

"Oh, Luo Jiuchuan... is a magical animal called Grandma Pig that lives on a continent called Bilibili. Luo Jiuchuan is the name of one of them..." Qin Yu made up a story.

"Fantastic Beasts?!" Hermione's eyes lit up.

Before her curiosity could fully take hold, Qin Yu quickly continued, "Anyway, my little Hermione's front teeth are only slightly larger. Actually, mine aren't small at all. You can see for yourself if you don't believe me."

As he said this, he grinned, showing off his front teeth.

"...It does seem quite big." The little girl looked closely and realized that Qin's front teeth were much bigger than the ones next to them, which put her at ease.

As she said this, she tapped his two front teeth lightly with her finger, probably finding it amusing, and then tapped his nose and lips.

Qin Yu felt a little itchy on his face, so after letting her touch it a few times to satisfy her craving, he grabbed her little hand and gently squeezed and played with it.

"So, if you don't like that painting, I'll tear it up for you."

"Forget it, let's keep it. It's a comic, so a little exaggeration is normal!"

"Ok?"

"I think it's quite cute."

"Hey?"

"What's wrong? Why are you so determined to tear it up? You need to learn to let go."

"Huo—"

Seeing Hermione's serious attempt to mimic his speech, Qin Yu was both amused and exasperated.

He then became enraged out of shame.

Now that the little witch is in his arms and under his control, he naturally has to vent his anger.

So, without saying a word, he acted swiftly and decisively struck the victim three times as punishment.

Even though she wasn't hurt, Hermione imitated Qin Yu and cried out in pain, just like he had before. However, she kept her voice very low to prevent her parents from hearing it.

The comic book ultimately "escaped disaster" and was carefully stored away by Hermione, tucked into a notebook.

Then, Qin Yu discussed the holiday arrangements with her. He wanted to look up some information, so he suggested going to the bookstore in Diagon Alley. Hermione also wanted to buy a few books, so the two happily decided on their itinerary for tomorrow—to visit Diagon Alley together.

After lunch, Qin Yu and the Granger family watched a detective drama again—partly to return the videotapes as soon as possible, but their biggest motivation was that the show was worth watching.

In short, they spent the rest of the day in front of the television, watching the entire series late into the night.

That night, Qin Yu didn't try the "cultivation" method he had explored the day before. He planned to pause and wait for Dumbledore's reply. So, after saying goodnight to Hermione, he lay down and fell asleep.

As for Hermione, she took out the notebook with the comic book inside, wrote a few words in it, poked the little figure in the comic book, looked at the little girl drawn next to it, subconsciously tapped her teeth, then shrugged, packed her things, and crawled into bed.

I don't know if it's because Qin Baitian lay here during the day, but after closing my eyes, I always feel like I can smell his scent.

This discovery brought a slight smile to her lips.

The winter night is quiet, time is gentle, and sweet dreams are likely to come.