Hogwarts: Don’t panic, Old Deng, I won’t be the Dark Lord

Chapter 198 Miss Harley



Chapter 198 Miss Harley

"Wardfa? De-luminator?" Heathley's mumbling woke up the frightened Harry and Ron. They hurried over to look at the De-luminator in Heathley's hand.

"What's going on?" Ron asked in confusion.

"The light extinguisher should be something that pulls us into another space." Sisley pressed the switch again, and the surrounding scene instantly recovered, as if everything that just happened was an illusion.

"That's so fucking cool, do it again, do it again!" Ron urged.

Heasley nodded and pressed it again, and the surrounding scenery turned gray again, like the other world, and soon returned to normal.

"This thing is so cool, who gave it to you?" Harry said in shock.

"Ethan gave it to me. I was told that he hadn't shown up for most of the semester and had been studying alchemy. It turns out he was working on this thing." Heathley said as he played with the lights-out device.

"That's so cool... You have the Deluminator, Harry has the Firebolt, and I..." Ron said dejectedly.

"It's okay, at least you have the sweater your mother knitted for you." Heathley patted Ron on the shoulder and said.

Only then did Ron remember the two people in front of him. Heasley was a single-parent, and he was not even a single parent before he was twelve years old. Not to mention Harry, he was a complete orphan. Although it sounds like an insult, Ron had the happiest family at this moment.

"Haha, maybe I am a little greedy." Ron said, scratching the back of his head awkwardly.

"It's okay, I'll go ask Hermione what good things she received." Heathley opened the remaining gifts, including the Phoenix quill pen Harry gave her...

"Hiss - Harry, I really love you so much." Heathley said quietly as he put the quill back.

"There's nothing I can do. Since first grade, whenever you talk in your sleep, there's always a quill. I can't pretend I can't hear it." Harry rolled his eyes and said.

"There's also Ron's complete set of Chocolate Frog cards. Some people collect this set. If you have collected them all, you can sell them. They're very valuable." Heathley said in surprise.

"I know, but this set of cards is the only one of mine that's worth some money. Otherwise, it would be inappropriate for me to exchange anything else for the pocket watch you gave me." Ron said with a smile.

"Well, I should frame them," Sisley said, putting the cards away.

"Look at Hermione's. Guess what she'll give me?" Heathley picked up Hermione's gift box excitedly, opened it, and looked at the contents of the box with some confusion...

"What is this thing?" Heathley said in confusion as he looked at something that looked like a hairpin.

"There must be some magic on it. We'll know if we try it on," Harry suggested.

"Okay." As Heathley said this, he put the hairpin back on his head. In an instant, Heathley felt his chest sink a little, as if something was weighing him down, but that thing was not big. Moreover, his strength became less and his body became a little lighter.

"What..." As soon as Heathley opened his mouth, a pleasant female voice came out.

"What's going on!!!" he roared after a long silence.

"Wow...Heathley. Brother, you smell so good." Harry murmured with a blushing face.

"Shut the fuck up!" Heathley quickly took off the hairpin, looking at this hairpin that could temporarily turn a man into a woman in a daze, feeling terrified.

"What classes are today?" Heathley recalled some interesting little secrets he had learned from chatting with Dumbledore before, and a plan suddenly came to his mind, so he spoke.

"Only one potions session, what's the matter?" Ron replied.

"Let's take a dare. Let's roll the dice or play cards. Whoever loses will have to wear this hairpin to Potions class." Heathley suggested.

"Ah? I don't want it, this is too..." Harry was about to refuse.

"Oh, it's okay. It's just a hairpin. Besides, the risk is equal among the three of us. Ron can't afford it." Heathley said.

"Let's give it a try. Imagine that Snape walked into the classroom and didn't see one of us. He was about to deduct points from Gryffindor, but we just raised our hands. Then we would see Snape's look as if he had eaten a fly. Wouldn't it be interesting?" Ron tempted.

"But... okay, let's do it!" Harry seemed to have finally made up his mind. He walked to the bedside table, found a fresh deck of cards and threw it on the ground.

Heathley quickly took the playing cards and began to shuffle them. His silver eyes slowly emitted a faint light, and he slowly dealt three rounds of cards to each of the three people.

After putting down the remaining playing cards, Heathley said, "Before that, let's decide whether it's one round or best of three. Don't do some crap like best of three or best of five."

"Let's decide the outcome in one game." Harry said after taking a deep breath.

"Agree." Ron also said.

"Okay, I'll open the cards first. K, K, 4. That's big enough."

"Let me do it again. J, J, J, huh..." Ron also breathed a sigh of relief.

Harry felt his scalp tingling, and after turning over the three cards...

"5, 6, 8... Damn!" Harry threw down the bad cards in his hand and said while covering his head.

"Okay, Harry, put it on and don't make things difficult for us." Heathley threw the hairpin in his hand over and said with a smile.

"This hairpin...can I change it to another class? Is that okay?" Harry said after a long silence after taking the hairpin.

"What do you think? Of course not. Ron, supervise Harry to put it on, and I'll go turn Harry's school uniform into a skirt." Heathley patted Ron on the shoulder and said.

"Come on Harry, don't make things difficult for us." Ron patted Harry's shoulder and comforted him.

Not long after, Heathley handed over the modified female school uniform to Harry, and Harry...Harry's eyes were pink at this time, her figure was much thinner than before, and her messy hair became longer and smoother.

Her emerald green eyes with slightly red eye circles looked pitiful, as if she was about to cry at any second.

"Okay, give me your clothes and then get out of here!" Harley shouted.

"Ok ok." Heathley patted Ron on the shoulder, and the two of them walked out, leaving the room for the newly arrived Miss Harry, and then walked out of the lounge.

"This hairpin was given to you by Hermione, right?" Ron suddenly asked on the way down the stairs.

"correct."

"So what did you give her?"

"Collar...necklace! It's just wider or tighter." Sisley slapped his lightning-fast mouth halfway through his words and changed his tone.

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Some of the knives I came up with while writing the book...

The protagonist accidentally killed his father, and only learned the truth about his father near the end of the story. After this knife was eliminated, he conceived another knife, namely Ethan Thorne, who died later to protect Hermione. Before his death, he sincerely thanked Hermione and the Grangers for taking care of Heasley, and confessed that he had not fulfilled his responsibilities as a father.

There are two ideas for Hans's trip to Germany. [At that time, I wanted Hermione to take the initiative to go to Germany with him.] Hermione and Ethan had to choose one. Hermione died and there was no heroine or Tracy took over. Ethan died and Heathley returned to being an orphan and broke up with Hermione [because in this version, Hermione insisted on going with him.]

In the fourth year of the Goblet of Fire, Heathley and Hermione both reached puberty. They had a conflict over Krum and both lost their loved ones.

Heasley's prophetic talent was wasted, so he had to use Dumbledore's one-for-one undercover plan. In the end, Heasley tortured Dumbledore to death with the Cruciatus Curse.

Before Snape died, Heathley tried his best to save him, but ultimately failed. Before he died, Snape murmured: "I always thought you were quite similar to me... Now I admit that you have love." It's a pity that Heathley didn't hear it clearly, and he could never hear it again.

Professor McGonagall died in the battle. Finally, Heathley arrived and Professor McGonagall used her last bit of strength to return the quill that she had confiscated to Heathley.

Heathley could not control his sadistic desires deep in his heart and hurt everyone he loved and who loved him. At the same time, the book ended badly.


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