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"I'm sorry you ran into such a greedy man like me," Levin said softly, stroking the girl's back.
“No, you don’t need to apologize. This is my choice.” Hermione looked at Levin with deep affection in her eyes.
The two chatted intimately for a while.
Suddenly, Levin looked at the girl: "Where's my Christmas present this year?"
The girl blushed slightly when she spoke of this, and after fidgeting for a while, she emphasized, "Let's make it clear first, you're not allowed to laugh at me."
"Don't worry, I won't laugh," Levin assured loudly.
So the girl opened her handbag and took out a large, thick sheet of drawing paper.
No, not a piece of paper... but a painting, a portrait of Levin.
In fact, judging from Levin's aesthetic sense, the painting technique in this work is not good; it can only be described as barely beginner-level.
But there are quite a few details to notice in the painting:
In the painting, Levin holds a magic wand and stands on the ruins of a tent. Nearby, there are black-robed men fleeing in panic, and many ordinary people looking at him with admiration.
This is clearly depicting a scene from a World Cup night.
In the painting, Levin is tall, handsome, and has an extraordinary presence. His face is resolute, and his features even seem to glow slightly behind his eyes.
At first glance, he doesn't look like a wise mage, but rather a great and righteous paladin.
It's clear that the artist is quite inexperienced, but is trying their best to express their admiration and love for the figures in the painting.
"What do you think...?" Hermione asked expectantly.
"The technique is only so-so, but the artist clearly put a lot of effort into it." Levin pondered for a moment and analyzed, "It's obvious that the artist really likes the characters in the painting."
After saying that, he looked at the girl's flushed face and couldn't help but wonder, "Did you draw this yourself?"
Hermione nodded shyly and said softly, "Actually, I started learning during the summer vacation, but my skills can't compare to yours."
She didn't continue speaking, looking at Ivan with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation.
She hesitated for a long time about choosing a Christmas gift this year.
She originally wanted to give Levin a book or something like she used to, but she felt that it wouldn't help Levin much, since Levin could buy any book she could buy herself.
She wanted her gift to be more meaningful, so she painted a picture herself, depicting Levin at his greatest moment in her mind.
Although Levin did have his own selfish motives in what happened that night.
But it is also an undeniable fact that Levin saved many people.
"This is the best Christmas gift I've received this year," Levin affirmed, formally framing the painting and putting it in his bag before looking at the grinning girl in front of him.
"Actually, I was originally looking forward to another Christmas present."
"Another Christmas present? What's that?" Hermione looked blank, not understanding what Levin was saying.
Until the boy's hand somehow slipped under her waist.
The girl trembled all over, struggling to raise her head, her eyes glazed over as she gazed at Levin.
Her face immediately turned crimson.
Their eyes met, and Levin leaned down to press his lips to hers.
Their figures overlapped, the silvery afterglow of the moonlight spilling over their shoulders.
After what seemed like an eternity, Hermione finally managed to push Levin away, panting as she said before the boy could attack again, "No...not here, back to the tower..."
The portal suddenly lit up, and in the blink of an eye, the two disappeared from the island in the middle of the lake.
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Chapter 352 Rumors and Gossip
The day after Christmas, in the tower,
Levin was sitting alone on the sofa, reading absentmindedly, glancing towards the stairwell as he read.
Soon, he saw the girl yawning as she walked downstairs.
Hermione had returned to her usual appearance, with her hair disheveled and wearing her Hogwarts uniform.
"Hermione, why aren't you wearing makeup and doing your hair? You looked so beautiful yesterday..." Levin asked curiously.
He was hoping to take advantage of the holiday and not have to go to school to enjoy it more.
"No matter how well I tidy it up, you still make a mess of it." The girl rolled her eyes at her.
But Levin didn't care at all, and instead pressed his advantage, saying, "So you think I still have a chance to mess up your hair?"
As he spoke, he whistled: "How's tonight?"
"not so good!"
"Why?" Levin asked, puzzled. "Didn't you tell me yesterday that you were looking forward to it?"
"That's because I knew nothing about it!" Hermione's face flushed again as she stammered, "I knew about it from my parents' books... I even secretly looked at some... information. I thought I could handle anything, but who knew...—who knew..."
She hesitated for a long time, still unable to speak, before finally shouting at Levin, "I don't understand if all wizards are so strange, or if you're the only one who's weird."
“Is it strange?” Levin tilted his head oddly. “We’re all Animagus, I think it’s perfectly normal.”
"Normal my foot!" Hermione finally couldn't help but shout out.
"Don't use Animagus as an excuse. There's no time like that when you'd transform into Animagus!"
"I can accept being made to transform into a catgirl, after all, catgirls are... cute, but what the hell is this about transforming into a cat-human?!"
"Turning me into a cat-person is one thing, at least I'd still be somewhat human... but... but..."
She was too ashamed to continue, after all, she couldn't resist Levin's insistence and had done such a thing.
But that's not all; Hermione's rant isn't over yet:
"It's one thing for me to change, but why do you have to change too..."
"It's one thing to change, but why did you have to turn into that part of the snake..."
At this point, the girl couldn't continue and dashed back to Hogwarts.
Levin was left alone, staring blankly at the girl's retreating figure: "Are all girls these days so thin-skinned... even though they were so excited last night."
After saying that, he shook his head:
"It's a pity. There are so many wilderness transformations and so many ways to play that we haven't tried yet... We can only take it one step at a time. In this regard, Cirira is more open-minded, but she's not an Animagus, so perhaps we should urge her on this aspect."
Last night, Hermione, led by Levin, finally took the last step and opened the door to a new world.
But clearly, what Levin showed her behind the door to this new world was far too complicated.
Hermione comes from a family of dentists and has a good understanding of physiology; she's not some clueless little girl.
But she was still terrified of Levin.
All I can say is that the young girl is still innocent.
Seeing Hermione leave first, Levin also put down his book and returned to Hogwarts for breakfast.
After a night of noise, everyone got up late, and Hogwarts was immersed in tranquility, as if all the energy had been completely released that night.
The corridor was quieter in the early morning than usual. If it weren't for the few couples walking together on campus and people talking about yesterday's Christmas dance, Levin would almost think that everything that happened yesterday was just a dream.
At Levin's insistence, Hermione sat with him at the Ravenclaw table, sharing breakfast with Cho Chang, Luna, Fleur, and others.
However, she didn't look at Levin or speak to him the whole time, even when he intentionally took the fried egg from her plate.
Even on the first morning after Christmas, the newspaper owl arrived as promised.
Hermione put down her knife and fork and untied the newspaper from the owl's leg.
Seeing this, the others curiously gathered around, wanting to know what news had caused Hermione to lose her composure like this.
Their eyes widened as they stared at the striking headline in the newspaper:
"Soccer star Krum secretly watches his boyfriend's affair and his resentment over his ex-girlfriend's affair."
The sexual orientation of famous soccer star Victor Krum remains a mystery.
The newspaper featured a large photograph.
In the photo, Ron and Harry are lying on the ground kissing, seemingly doing something strange, while Krum is watching from behind a flower bush with a very unpleasant expression.
The same newspaper also fell into the hands of other young wizards.
"To everyone's surprise, Viktor Krum formed a deep and close friendship with a boy named Ron Weasley during the World Cup. It's worth noting that this boy had spent three years living and working alongside Harry Potter. However, Krum's appearance cast a shadow over their relationship, causing it to deteriorate rapidly."
Turn straight down.
A young wizard was engrossed in reading the newspaper, while the others around him laughed and chuckled.
"However, in the Triwizard Tournament, Harry Potter defeated Krum with an outstanding performance, winning back his former close friend. Ron Weasley undoubtedly possesses captivating charm; both world-class football star Victor Krum and savior Harry Potter are infatuated with him, but I believe he needs..."
To properly manage this allure—Albus Dumbledore undoubtedly bears a heavy responsibility in this regard. As headmaster, he should ensure that Harry Potter and his classmates are keenly aware of the differences between genders.
The auditorium, which had been rather quiet during the holiday, suddenly became bustling with excitement, even more so than usual.
"It's Victor Krum, Harry Potter, and Ron Weasley!"
"They actually have this kind of relationship!"
"Aaaaaah! Ron betrayed Krum!"
"Why isn't it Harry x Krum? Why isn't it Harry x Krum!"
"Can't Huck and Rock just die already? Rock and Huck clearly won in the end!"
"It's disgusting! I almost threw up everything I just ate!"
Fleur glanced at it briefly, then made a disgusted vomiting gesture. She frowned and said, "I never thought Ronan Wesley (he didn't remember Ron's name) would actually do something like this, and Harry Potter and Krum... Didn't you say it was all just rumors?"
Hibiscus looked at Levin, who shrugged helplessly.
He never expected Rita to be so lucky.
Furong then looked at her younger sister Gabrielle and quickly snatched the newspaper from her hands: "Children aren't allowed to read this, or they'll have nightmares tonight."
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However, Gabrielle had already caught a glimpse of what was going on, and she asked with amusement, "Does Harry Potter only like boys?"