Cho Chang was one year ahead of Harvey, exactly nineteen years old this year—she had already reached the ripe age for picking.
Thinking of this, a surge of burning heat rushed through Harvey's chest.
On the surface, however, he began to instruct her with a very serious and earnest demeanor.
"The trick to Portal magic is actually quite simple. You just have to visualize the place you want to go in your mind, and then use your magic to connect with dimensional space..."
"The more realistic your visualization, the higher the success rate!"
Two hours later.
Having failed countless times, Cho Chang began to doubt whether she had any magical talent at all.
Let alone getting close to success, she couldn't even see the slightest possibility of succeeding right now.
Harvey comforted her with great patience: "Don't be discouraged. Learning high-level spells is always difficult like this. You need to calm your mind and take it slowly..."
Outside, the night was growing late.
The young wizards who had attended classes all day had already returned to their dormitories to rest.
The entirety of Hogwarts Castle was enveloped in a peaceful silence.
Only the faint moonlight spilled across the Scottish Highlands.
Yet, from a window on the top floor of Ravenclaw Tower, the faint, ambiguous sounds of a cat's mewling—a woman's soft, breathless moans as she was being fucked—could be vaguely heard.
Early the next morning.
A frantic knocking on the door startled the two of them, who had been entangled in a passionate fuck all night long, awake.
"Oh shit!"
Harvey, still holding the beauty's slender waist, looked at the door in terror. He could already sense the aura of his main squeeze, Hermione.
Cho Chang, completely butt-naked, pulled the blanket tightly over her head, shrinking into the covers and playing dead.
This ostrich-like method of burying her head in the sand couldn't possibly escape the eyes of Miss Know-It-All.
Harvey didn't harbor any illusions of getting lucky. He hurriedly made a swiping motion in the air, opening a cross-world portal.
"Hurry! Baby, you go through first. That's my other house over there!"
Hearing Harvey's urgent, hushed warning, Cho Chang quickly poked her head out and saw what appeared to be a simply yet luxuriously decorated bedroom on the other side of the portal.
She hastily scrambled out of bed, scooped up her wizard robes from the floor, threw them on haphazardly, and, without even bothering to straighten them out, dashed through the portal.
"Harvey? Are you in there? It's already ten o'clock, don't tell me you're still sleeping?"
Closing the portal, he heard the increasingly frantic knocking and Hermione's suspicious shouting.
Harvey used the fastest speed of his life to cast 'Scourgify'.
He destroyed all the evidence—the scattered lingerie on the floor, the women's knee-high boots, the wet stains of their fucking and her virgin blood on the bedsheets.
"Alohomora!"
After waiting for a response that never came, Hermione directly cast the Unlocking Charm, pushed the door open, and walked in.
Miss Know-It-All, wearing her Gryffindor robes, had just stepped into the room when she sharply caught the scent of a weird smell.
Having only recently lost her virginity, Hermione just felt this smell—the musky scent of sex and bodily fluids—was somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had smelled it before.
"Hey, what were you just doing? Sleeping that dead to the world?"
Seeing Harvey actually throw off the covers completely naked, Hermione's face rapidly flushed with embarrassment, and she quickly turned her head away, not daring to look.
Harvey suddenly remembered that Cho Chang's body scent might still be lingering on his skin. As he quickly put on his wizard robes, he feigned embarrassment and said:
"Uh... I just had a wet dream about making love with you, so I need to go take a shower first. How about... we shower together?"
Although they knew each other intimately inside and out, Hermione—coming from a traditional family and always being reserved—decisively rejected this invitation that was tantamount to a brazen proposition for daytime sex.
"Hmph, I'm not going. Hurry up and finish washing up; we're on a tight schedule to gather materials in the Forbidden Forest!"
Speaking of this, Harvey finally remembered.
He had brewed too many potions recently, and his potion ingredients were running low, so he had made a prior arrangement with Hermione to gather materials in the Forbidden Forest today.
He didn't expect that being so focused on fucking last night, he almost forgot about this.
"Don't worry, I'm very fast... uh, I mean, I'll wash up very fast, you know what I mean."
After saying that, Harvey walked brazenly past Hermione towards a trunk in the corner of the room.
Inadvertently catching a glimpse of his swinging dick, Hermione covered her eyes in utter disgust and spat.
Because Hogwarts students all used communal bathrooms...
Harvey, unaccustomed to it, used the Undetectable Extension Charm to modify his trunk into a two-hundred-square-meter private realm.
This small realm not only had a bathroom but also a kitchen, bedroom, entertainment room, gym, and training ground; the living facilities were extremely complete.
This could be considered the place Harvey spent the most time in while in the Harry Potter world.
Hermione waited patiently for ten minutes.
Seeing Harvey climb out of the trunk having changed into a set of casual clothes, she said with a look of surprise, "You really are fast!"
Harvey had dark lines forming on his forehead. "Are you trying to make me prove it to you?"
Hermione was so scared she quickly shook her head and changed the subject: "Let's get going. We need to scout the Forbidden Forest early. Some magical creatures don't come out during the day; it might take us a lot of time."
"Hmph, worst comes to worst, we just stay overnight in the Forbidden Forest. I have plenty of time anyway." Harvey's ambiguous look and words made Hermione think 'oh crap'.
She had no choice but to utilize the vast knowledge in her brain, warning him: "Staying overnight in the Forbidden Forest is very dangerous. There are many XXXXX-class magical creatures that only come out at night. I do not want to run into them."
Harvey was perfectly clear on Hermione's roundabout warning. A faint smile played on the corners of his lips, and he said with utmost disdain:
"Darling, don't you know that with my strength, even if a hundred Voldemorts were hiding in the Forbidden Forest, I could wipe them out with a flip of my hand? Your worries are entirely superfluous."
"Right, right, right, you're the most amazing..." Hermione's perfunctory tone stoked a nameless fire of annoyance in Harvey's chest.
He secretly swore he was going to give the little witch an unforgettable lesson in bed tonight!
Afterward, the two of them, not wanting to keep a high profile, cast Disillusionment Charms to hide their tracks and flew directly out the top-floor window of Ravenclaw Tower.
They then dove into the rolling white clouds high above, flying for over twenty miles until they reached the edge of the Forbidden Forest.
The actual area the Forbidden Forest covered had always been a mystery.
But according to Harvey's estimation, it was at least as large as the entire United Kingdom.
Right now, looking down from high above, one could occasionally spot magical creatures like Kneazles, Knarls, and Fairies vanishing amidst the dense branches and leaves of the lush forest.
On the surface of the thick trunks of some towering trees, there were also Bowtruckles, whose appearance and color closely resembled twigs.
Flying in the air, Harvey's gaze suddenly locked onto a corner of the Forbidden Forest.
He noticed that on the branch of a Dragon's Blood tree, there was a magical creature the size of a palm, covered in soft, custard-yellow fur, looking like a fluffy little ball.
Casting the Far-Sight Charm, he could see much more clearly that this Puffskein would occasionally shoot out an incredibly long, thin pink tongue, searching for prey.
And the target of its hunt was likely a juvenile Acromantula on the ground below the branch.
This fist-sized Acromantula was crawling carefree over the thickly piled layer of weeds and leaves.
Clearly, it was completely oblivious to the approaching danger.
"Thwip!"
Seizing the perfect moment, the Puffskein's long, thin tongue shot out like lightning. After accurately wrapping around its prey, it rapidly retracted its tongue.