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Hermione called out in a low voice. She was concentrating on applying the medicine. She didn't expect Elwyn to do that.
She only felt Elwyn turn over and hug her tightly. With a spin, she was pressed under him.
Hermione opened her eyes wide and looked at Elwyn anxiously, but she couldn't make a sound no matter what.
In just an instant, she felt that she had no energy left in her body. She couldn't stop Elwyn at all.
She felt that Elwyn's strength had increased. She couldn't move no matter how hard she tried.
Hermione raised her hand symbolically and pushed Elwyn a little. Then, she quickly put it down.
In an instant, her face turned red, and her heart was beating very fast.
Hermione seemed to have just realized that Elwyn's shirt had been taken off. He wasn't wearing anything.
Right now, she and Ivan were stuck together in every sense of the word.
Although Elwyn's upper body wasn't strong, he had been training for a long time. His muscles were well-distributed and looked very comfortable.
To put it simply, he was very attractive to girls.
The candlelight flickered, and the air was gradually filled with the atmosphere of Xuanni.
The night in August was very hot. Not to mention that there wasn't even a place to breathe in the tent.
The heat from the sunlight that was collected during the day seemed to have burst out at this moment.
The temperature in the tent rose. Their gazes met, and the sweat on their bodies melted together.
No one spoke, because nothing could be said. A strange feeling spread in their bodies.
To be honest, Hermione was looking forward to Elwyn's next move. Although she was shy, nervous, and scared to death. < Love ↑ Go △ Little ↓ Say △ Net w
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In a moment of impulse, Elwyn didn't think that he would be so bold and take the initiative to push Hermione down.
Although he had imagined this scene countless times, he never thought that it would be so direct.
He felt the girl beneath him trembling slightly, and her rosy little face had a rare hint of charm.
Smelling the sweet smell, Hermione was so attractive now.
The invisible aura attracted Elwyn, and he couldn't help but slowly lower his body, putting all his weight on Hermione.
"Hermione, I like you!" He murmured softly.
Hermione didn't seem to hear him because she didn't respond.
Or perhaps he had heard it clearly but didn't know what to say.
Her body moved a little, but because she was too close to Elwyn, she quickly stopped.
Only those long eyelashes gently trembled on her beautiful and spirited eyes.
Like a kitten, she curled up under Elwyn's body, unable to resist.
Looking at Hermione in this state, Elwyn's brain stopped working, and all his complicated thoughts turned into a blank.
His mind had stopped working, and only his body was driven by the primitive desire.
The distance between the two was so close that even their breathing had stopped.
Just like last time, Elwyn prepared to kiss Hermione.
Hermione had already closed her eyes tightly, and that cute and seductive look made people want to bite her. [Love ↑ Go △ Little ↓ Say △ Net w
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In the next second, Elwyn felt that he had touched it!
In the suffocating atmosphere of tension, he kissed the girl's cool, clear lips.
The soft and sweet taste was a feeling that only belonged to Hermione!
Only a second had passed, but for the two of them, it felt like a century.
Only a second had passed, but to the two of them, it felt like a century had passed.
Just like last Christmas at Diagon Alley, their lips only touched slightly.
Elwyn could feel Hermione's nervousness. She clenched her teeth tightly and didn't let go.
But this time, Hermione couldn't dodge or escape.
She was already firmly pressed under Elwyn's body, and no matter how much she trembled, it would only arouse more desire.
Elwyn had already decided to go one step further and break through the other's defense. He took the initiative to stick out his tongue.
"Cough, cough!" A coughing sound came from the side.
Elwyn and Hermione subconsciously raised their heads and saw Sirius at the door.
There was an unspoken smirk at the corner of his mouth, as if he understood everything.
The two of them lowered their heads and looked at each other, feeling each other's breath and body temperature.
In the next second, Elwyn and Hermione separated as fast as they could and looked at Sirius with embarrassment.
The atmosphere was extremely awkward, at least that was what Elwyn felt.
His luck was really bad. It was rare for him to take the initiative, and this kind of thing happened.
He didn't expect Sirius to come in at such a crucial time. If there was a hole here, he would definitely be able to crawl into it.
As for the extremely shy Hermione, needless to say, her face was so red that it looked like it was about to drip blood.
She didn't dare to look at Sirius, and she didn't dare to look at Elwyn either.
She could only lower her head and look at the foot of the bed, completely unlike her usual self.
"I'm sorry to disturb you two!" Sirius said with a smile and winked at Elwyn. "But I think it's better for you to close the door before you do this kind of thing in the future. It's safer that way."
"Thank you for the reminder!" Elwyn stared at Sirius and explained, "I was injured earlier, and Hermione only came over to apply medicine for me."
"Of course, but I think you should rest now. It's already past three in the morning!" He replied softly, "But applying medicine is also very important. You'd better hurry up and finish this quickly!"
Elwyn didn't know what to say to this guy.
He could only blame himself for being too excited when he saw Hermione just now and forgetting to close the door.
"Well, I still want to go and see Harry. You two can continue!" Sirius nodded.
He held the doorknob and prepared to help Elwyn close the door.
But Hermione didn't dare to stay here. She glared at Elwyn and ran out of the room with a red face.
Now, only Elwyn was left in the small room, lying on the bed weakly, staring at the candle on the table in a daze.
Next to Elwyn, Harry was also lying on the bed, unable to sleep. His head was buzzing.
He knew that he should feel exhausted. It was already three in the morning, but he felt unusually awake.
But he felt abnormally clear-headed. More accurately, he was clear-headed and worried.
A few days ago, he felt an unbearable pain from the scar on his forehead when he woke up.
Tonight, the mark of Lord Voldemort had appeared again, and he had the help of powerful and evil vampires.
He had taken away the Statue of the Diabolical God, an extremely dangerous black magic item.
Harry turned around and tried hard to figure out what all this meant.
Even though he had Sirius and Elwyn to help him, Harry wanted to use his abilities to do something.
Especially when it came to fighting against Lord Voldemort. He felt that he had an undeniable responsibility.
His mind was in a mess. Harry felt that he was close to grasping something crucial. He was just a little bit away.
If he could return to that dream, to the one where Lord Voldemort appeared.
Perhaps he would know that Harry had this feeling.
He would definitely know what the other party was planning from there, because he was Lord Voldemort there!
This was a terrible idea, and Harry couldn't return to that dream now.
He sighed. Just then, he felt Sirius gently push open the door to his room.
He quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
After Sirius left, Harry opened his eyes again and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling aimlessly.
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