The transcendent successor of Harry Potter

September was a very quiet day at the beginning of school, during which Wilkes seemed to disappear, and basically no one could find him except in class or in the common room.

Because most of his time he was either reading in the common room or in the Hogwarts library.

The only impression people have of him is that of a lonely genius!

In class, almost everything that is taught, he is proficient in all of it, even brilliantly scary.

For example, in the Charms class, a “Floating Spell: Yugadim Leviosa” was directly suspended on the table!

But even so, Wilkes’ reputation is magically inconspicuous, unusually low-key, and only the really smart know that he may be called a “genius”.

During this period, if Snape didn’t even know Wilkes’ character, he almost thought that Wilkes was “good”

……

Today, as usual, because the classes were over, Wilkes was “staying” in the Hogwarts library.

“Wilkes!” A surprise, but different from before, with a slightly hoarse voice, suddenly sounded in the library.

Hearing this, everyone frowned, in the quiet library, but it was forbidden to speak loudly.

Wilkes, who was still looking at a book called “Shenshawk: The Detection and Prevention of the Curse” with great interest, also frowned slightly and looked up.

Although many people know about him in the library, few people usually go to him.

And it’s also a girl’s voice.

It was a girl with brown hair, thick and fluffy brown hair in a casual shawl, still looking apologetically at the others around her.

“Hermione.” Wilkes closed the book gently, and the answer in his mouth came out, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, but it soon became gloomy.

Because her eyes were a little red, it seemed that she had just cried.

Hermione Granger.

It was the heroine in the original that joined Hermione of Gryffindor.

Because Wilkes often reads in the library, he naturally met Hermione, who also likes to read here, and after a month of contact, their relationship has become very delicate.

After Hermione apologized to the people around her, she lowered her head, frowned and walked to Wilkes, and sat down on her side.

“Hermione, you’re still so raunchy.” Wilkes gently smoothed Hermione’s long messy hair from running.

It wasn’t until Hermione’s rounded side cheek was visibly reddish that he lowered his hand, held his chin, and said with a funny face: “Say, what happened to make you so angry.” ”

But Hermione looked down and didn’t want to speak, leaving Wilkes at a loss for the first time he saw her like this.

The frozen atmosphere lasted for a few minutes before Hermione was a little angry, but only murmured, “It’s Ron, they said I don’t have friends, and…”

Wilkes suddenly realized.

It turned out to be this stubble, and he almost forgot it.

Looking at Hermione’s sullen, even aggrieved expression, Wilkes chuckled.

“You! Wilkes, you still laugh! Hermione looked even more aggrieved, her red eyes glaring at him.

It turned out that she happened to see him here and wanted to get some comfort from him.

Wilkes touched Hermione’s face with one hand, wiped away the tear tracks that remained, and couldn’t help but smile, after all, although he was a child on the outside, he had long been an adult inside, and he couldn’t help it for this kind of Hermione who almost lost his temper with children, and the current Hermione was too cute.

Unlike Luna, who is ethereal and optimistic, Hermione is stubborn and independent.

It’s rare to see Hermione.

Hermione, who was wiped away by Wilkes and stared at the two eyes, suddenly stiffened, her reddish face turned red, and her eyes dodged.

“Hermione, a self-righteous, jealous guy like Ron Weasley, who can’t study well, do you believe him?” For comforting the little girl, Wilkes came at hand.

“You know, every good person will always be jealous, not to mention, you are not without friends, I am…” Wilkes’ eyes narrowed, and he said slowly and word by word

“… You… Target… Man… Friend… Friend… Is it. ”

Whoosh!

In an instant, almost instantly, Hermione reflexively jumped up, unable to sit still any longer, and the roots of her ears turned red.

“You… You, what do you say, when will I promise you to do yours…” stammered Hermione with her tongue knotted.

“Promise what?” Wilkes pretended to look strange and said in surprise:

“Am I not your friend, and you see, I am a man, and my friend is yours, simply boyfriend, isn’t it?”

“Who would have such a short name! Wilkes! Hermione’s original aggrieved mood completely turned into shyness, and no matter if she was in the library at the moment, she yelled and turned to flee from here.

“Wilkes, you’re bullying me again!”