novelslam Chapter 539 Drinking too much!
Chapter 539 Drinking too much!
Chapter 539 Drinking too much!
The day I received the owl letter,
William had naively thought that he was taking Tony Stark's script.
Playboy, super genius, with nearly a billion people, rich and talented...
At worst, it had to be William Stryker.
If you can't be a positive person, you have to be a big villain anyway, and you have younger brothers like Wolverine, Saber-toothed Tiger, and Deadpool.
If you are a three-generation Dark Lord, if you practice pure bloodism, then I will come up with a theory of Muggle victory, and kill any mutants who are superior to Muggles... ahem wizards!
But he never expected that what he took was Bran Stark's template... He suffered a critical attack at the beginning, and in the next few years, he was either fleeing or on the way to flee.
In the first year of school, William met Tywin, a Death Eater, and two people died in the school.
From then on, he wandered around... Ah bah, the turbulent student days kicked off.
He has endured too much every year, things that he shouldn't have to bear at his age.
I wanted to take a vacation during the summer vacation to relax, but I was persecuted in various ways.
It’s hard to come back now, I want to watch Quidditch in peace, and I can still meet troublemakers.
That's right,
Professor Babbling is just messing around! !
You are not your spy in the United States, and you successfully broke into the winery... Now let William... kill someone?
"Professor, are you kidding me?"
William clutched his chest, looking scared. "I was bitten by a dog when I was a child, so I am timid."
"Do you think I'm joking?"
"Like, it's so similar!"
Babling glanced at William coldly, pursed her lips, and showed her sharpness.
Seeing the same face as his own, showing the expression of a domineering president... William felt uncomfortable all over.
"Let's not talk about this kind of joke." William ignored her eyes and said softly, "Professor, why are you back? Didn't you say that we don't want to see each other for a while?"
"Mr. Ilvermorny, if I don't come to watch the World Cup, do you think it's appropriate?"
Babuling walked around twice on her own, she snapped her fingers, and a golden carved sofa appeared in the room.There is also a table.
She was sitting on the sofa, and the wine glass poured her a glass of birdie vodka.
"It's not appropriate."
William also sat down on the sofa. He sniffed the wine, but there was no dragon's blood, so he also ordered a glass for himself.
"Boy, can your reputation not increase so fast?"
Professor Babling was lazily leaning on the sofa, playing with the black glazed cup in his hand.
"I still want to keep a low profile and make a fortune in silence, but because you became famous so fast and we look too similar, many people came to watch me."
William took a sip of the wine, rolled his eyes and said, "What does it have to do with me, I just want to attend a meeting safely."
"Your meeting has flooded Venice. I just mean that my identity is useful." Babling raised her glass and said slowly:
"Do you think that with your current reputation, you can still go to the United States if you want? Newt has been detained for more than half a year, is it really just because the Thunderbird is lost?
If you go now, the treatment is basically the same as him, first find a reason to quarantine for half a year. "
William said innocently, "I'm really a good person."
"Since he is a good person..." Babuling took a sip of her wine and said, "Just help me kill someone."
"..."
This logic is invincible.
William did not continue to be hypocritical, but asked calmly: "Who will kill?"
"Tom Riddle."
William fell silent, and after a long time, he said slowly: "...Why kill him, and you can't kill him.
Besides, aren't you approaching him?If you want to get close, I killed him, how can you still get close to him. "
"If you don't kill Tom, how can I get close?" Professor Babling smiled: "Only if you kill him, he will have no one to rely on, so I can take advantage of the situation and become half-brothers with him." .”
"..." It makes sense!
"Isn't Tom in America? I'm going to America now, wait..." William opened his eyes wide: "He came to England?"
"That's right, the World Cup is such a good opportunity, do you think he will miss it?" Professor Babling held his chin lightly.
"It's not just him, I guess Arya Grindelwald also sent someone."
William suddenly remembered that the magic carpet seller he met at noon was an Egyptian wizard.
Arya will not become a magic carpet merchant, come here to sell magic carpets, will she?
Peter also ran away with Voldemort, and they probably came to the World Cup scene too...
Damn it, the tripartite talks!
It seemed that Fudge's expectations were about to be dashed.If these people stay together, if they don't ruin the arena, they are already doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, and black smoke is rising from the ancestral graves.
William was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Teacher, I'm a little excited."
"I'm excited too."
Babu Ling squinted at him, then suddenly reached out and grabbed William's face.Slender fingers stroked his face slowly and gently.
"..."
Babling explained: "We still look a little different. If I touch your bones, your body will slowly deform and eliminate the final differences."
William had no expression on his face and let her touch it.
"Teacher, can you change your face? Touching me with my face makes me feel...strange."
Among other things, let's change back to the original beautiful and outrageous Veela face!
William would find that face pleasing to the eye.
But a face that looked very similar to his own kept touching him, and William felt very uncomfortable.
"You think I don't respond?!" Babbling glared at William.
"Can you drink Polyjuice Potion and turn into a soft and cute witch, so that I will feel more serious.
How about... you become that little girl Hermione, it would be more appropriate if it was your sister Anne! "
"roll!!"
Babling stretched, but still didn't change her face back.She gently rubbed William's cheeks, and said with a light smile:
"You have a good face. I can attract many female students from Ilvermorny. I can find Tom. This face has played a big role."
"..." Hey, what kind of strange persona did you add to this identity? !
Don't pick up a bunch of schoolgirls and let him clean up the mess in the end!
Seeing William's gaze, Professor Babling ignored it and changed the subject: "Do it tomorrow night!"
"Is there a game tomorrow night?"
"Killing is more suitable for competition!" Babling said calmly.
"How can I prove my innocence?" William asked, "I couldn't have been there for the first match, it was too strange."
"Just find someone to become you."
"Well, there will be a lot of people talking to me...that person must know me and everything about me, otherwise it will be easy to expose."
William asked himself and answered, "Hermione."
"And who becomes her?" asked Professor Babling. "She is also very famous, you two are like Siamese twins, there is no reason why she is not here."
"Unremarkable Annie!"
"Very good." Babuling nodded and said with a smile, "I will pass on your evaluation to little Annie...she will definitely be happy."
William rolled his eyes.
Babling fumbled a file from her pocket.
"Tom used Polyjuice Potion and became a key keeper. He will definitely not go to the game tomorrow night, but will stay to watch the tent... and make trouble by the way."
William took the file.
"Be careful, don't get caught by the Auror, I won't bother you two."
The breeze blows, and Babling disappears.
The door was pushed open, and Hermione poked her head out furtively, but she was also stunned when she saw a disappearing figure.
Is there anyone else in the room?Could it be Uncle Roy?
She remembered the embarrassment of being stuck in the room last summer, and quickly shrank back.
"Nobody, Hermione, don't hide."
A moment later, Hermione poked her head out cautiously.
"Just now... who was that?"
"Professor Babling." William put down the document and waved at her, "The professor wants something from me."
"Oh, didn't the professor tell you to go find her, why did you come by yourself?"
Hermione walked in and closed the door. She was worried and locked it again.
The girl probably just took a shower, her hair was still wet, and she was only wearing a white suspender nightdress with two cute orange cat patterns printed on it.
"Probably knowing that I won't go to her."
Hermione just oh, she threw off her shoes, jumped onto the sofa, hugged a pillow, and sat cross-legged next to William.
William raised his wand, and a heat wave sprayed out from the tip of the wand. He helped her to blow her hair, and at the same time told what happened just now.
"Is it dangerous?" Hermione asked.
"Dangerous is not too dangerous." William stroked Hermione's matted brown curly hair.
"Even if Tom is resurrected, he is just a horcrux, and his strength is only 16 years old...As long as you know where he is, it is not too difficult to kill him."
What makes little Tom great is not his magical attainments, but his IQ.He is much smarter than the original Voldemort, and he likes to use conspiracy.
"As long as it's not dangerous."
Hermione felt relieved, she tilted her head, sniffed her nose, and asked, "It smells so good, what does it smell like?"
"Professor Babling's Birdie Vodka... Strong!"
William handed Hermione his cup.
Hermione just took a sip, then stuck out her tongue hotly.
She leaned on William's shoulder, lay flat on the sofa, and asked suddenly:
"Doesn't it look weird that you don't go to the World Cup?"
William hummed.
Hermione took a few more sips of vodka, smelled the wine, and said slowly: "Someone must use Polyjuice Potion to transform into your appearance...but that person must know you, at least the details of Venice.
Because someone will definitely ask..."
"correct."
She turned around suddenly, her face was flushed, her eyes sparkled with excitement: "I will become you, no one knows you better than me. I can imitate you very much!"
"..."
William inexplicably remembered that Hermione kissed Costa's coquettish operation against her face.
"Hermione, don't use my body to do some weird things, it will affect my reputation." William said.
"No!" Hermione agreed, and turned around again, resting her head on William's lap.
She drank the vodka in one gulp.
"Someone has to be me... well, Annie is fine... she's not famous... not very noticeable."
William couldn't help laughing, and imitated Professor Babling and said, "Well, Hermione, I will pass on your evaluation to little Annie."
After waiting for a few seconds, seeing that no one spoke, William leaned over and found that Hermione was already flushed, biting her lip, and her eyes were hazy.
She grabbed his collar and said drunkenly, "William~"
William sighed softly and picked her up from the sofa.
I can't drink enough, and I still drink so much alcohol!
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(Please recommend tickets, everyone.
Thank you "Fengling Fifteen" for your reward. )
(End of this chapter)