The little witch continued to deploy her unreasonableness skill.
"I don't care, I don't care! You just have to compensate me!"
Hermione's super-fierce glare ultimately defeated Harvey.
"Alright, what kind of compensation do you want?"
A flash of cunning appeared in the little witch's eyes. Striking a triumphant smile, she counted on her fingers and said:
"First, you must swear to only love me for the rest of your life!"
"Second, you must keep your distance from all other witches!"
"Third, give me the Wand of Watoomb!"
"Fourth..."
"Wait!" Harvey couldn't help but interrupt.
"The first two I can do, but when did you set your sights on the Wand of Watoomb?"
The little witch said righteously, "I think it looks pretty, and if I like it, I should just take it. Isn't that what you taught me?"
"Just because it looks pretty?" Harvey was highly confused.
"Who wouldn't like a wand that's both beautiful and practical?" Hermione rolled her eyes and said.
Harvey took out the Wand of Watoomb that had undergone his "modifications," removing the pink bunny capping the demon horns and the pink "skin" covering the wand's surface.
Looking at the Wand of Watoomb restored to its original form, Hermione froze for a moment and said with utter disgust, "Its true appearance is this ugly?"
"Never mind, change it back to the way it looked just now, I want it!"
Seeing that the little witch truly liked it, and considering she was clinging to his arm and acting cute—that astonishing softness pressing against him making it impossible for Harvey to voice any refusal.
"Alright, alright, it's yours."
The Wand of Watoomb was a magical artifact with outstanding defensive and healing properties; it wasn't of much use to him.
So he was very generous, directly handing this super cute wand over to the little witch as a gift.
Seeing Harvey agree, Hermione's expression changed at lightning speed. She immediately let go of his arm, excitedly took the wand, and waved it in the air a few times.
"Such smooth magical output, it seems this wand suits me perfectly!"
Harvey, who had been left out in the cold, could only smile helplessly.
Looking at the pink bunny wand, which perfectly complemented the charming and cute little witch.
An interesting idea suddenly popped into his head.
Harvey's lips moved slightly as he tentatively asked, "Darling, could you wave the wand and shout 'Balala Energy, Little Magic Fairy Transformation'?"
Hermione turned her head, her eyes full of confusion.
"Is this the incantation for some ancient spell? Why have I never seen it in any books before?"
Harvey found it hard to explain for a moment and mumbled, "Just try it and you'll see."
Miss Know-It-All, who always maintained a curiosity for anything novel, waved the wand without hesitation.
"Like this?"
"Balala Energy, Little Magic Fairy Transformation!"
Seeing this incredibly nostalgic scene reenacted by the little witch, Harvey tried hard to hold back his laughter while giving her a thumbs-up and praising her:
"Yes, exactly like that! Darling, you truly are exceptionally gifted to have learned the Cheering Charm so quickly!"
"This is the Cheering Charm?" A flash of doubt crossed Hermione's eyes.
As far as she knew, shouldn't the incantation for the Cheering Charm be Rictusempra?
Could she have remembered it wrong?
Although the possibility of her remembering it wrong was very low, if she wanted to know the answer, she just had to try it again.
Thus, Hermione waved the wand again and shouted, "Balala Energy, Little Magic Fairy Transformation!"
Seeing the classic scene reenacted, Harvey finally couldn't hold it in anymore, clutching his stomach and laughing uproariously.
"Haha~ Darling... stop, I'm going to literally die of laughter! Haha~"
Seeing him laughing so hard he couldn't even catch his breath, Hermione genuinely thought it was the effect of the Cheering Charm.
So she foolishly cast the Counter-Spell, Finite Incantatem.
As a result—
"Pfft! Hahaha..."
Harvey laughed even louder.
"The spell failed?"
A bewildered Hermione, refusing to believe it, cast the Counter-Spell again.
But—
"Hahaha..."
Harvey was laughing so hard tears were coming out of his eyes.
At this point, no matter how dense Hermione was, she realized she had been tricked.
"You annoying jerk, you lied to me again?"
"You bastard, the fourth condition is that you must swear never to lie to me again..."
Unable to contain her anger, the little witch started wrestling with Harvey.
The two of them tangled together, rolling around and playing in the tent.
A few minutes later, the hostilities escalated.
Neither of them willing to yield, they decided to change battlefields and engage in a war with "real guns and live ammunition"!
And so, the sounds of their playful fighting gradually morphed into a strange, rhythmic, wet slapping sound as he fucked her senseless.
...
On this trip to the Forbidden Forest, Harvey couldn't help but reap a massive harvest of rare, primary potion ingredients.
After experiencing the thrilling adventure of taking the sky as their blanket and the earth as their bed while making love, his relationship with Hermione grew even deeper.
However, with great power comes great responsibility.
There were still so many beautiful witches at Hogwarts suffering under the life-threatening menace of the Death Eaters; they were all waiting for him to save them.
Harvey wouldn't easily fall into the gentle, honeyed trap woven by Hermione.
Thus, when the sun was high overhead.
Which is to say, around noon.
This great battle initiated by the little witch was ultimately won by Harvey by a narrow margin.
At this moment, Hermione's cheeks were flushed with a rosy afterglow, her entire body curled up like a bow. Her two jade-like arms rested against Harvey's chest, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the euphoric aftertaste of her orgasm.
This incredibly seductive, dazed posture almost made Harvey lose control and surrender his armor once again.
"It's time to go back. Be a good girl, get up."
Hermione's consciousness was still in a semi-blank state. Lying on her stomach motionless, she muttered softly, "No, I want more..."
"Your little belly is clearly stuffed full of my cum, yet you still want more. I really don't know what to do with you."
Harvey had no choice but to scoop her up, maxing out his attack speed to feed the little witch full once again.
...
An hour later.
A radiant Hermione intimately linked arms with Harvey as they left the Forbidden Forest.
"Up ahead is Gryffindor Tower. Darling, see you tomorrow, mu~a!"
After parting with a kiss, Harvey disappeared step by step under the little witch's reluctant gaze.
Returning to the Ravenclaw House dormitory.
On Professor Snape's end, the research on the physique-enhancing potion would take a few more months.
And Voldemort had already vanished without a trace.
Having just experienced the Battle of New York, the Marvel Universe's panicking nations were still in a period of recovery and recuperation; things had been unusually peaceful recently.
Harvey sighed with emotion. Days without any opponents were simply too boring.
"So being invincible really does make one feel lonely."
At that moment, he suddenly remembered Cho Chang, who had fled to the Marvel Universe the day before yesterday. Being so focused on keeping Hermione company, he had actually forgotten about this Oriental half-blood beauty.
He hurriedly opened a cross-world portal, arriving at the estate in the northern suburbs of New York.
It was also noon over here.
But the sweltering summer heat was completely different from the comfortable autumn climate in the Harry Potter world.
Harvey hurried out of the second-floor bedroom and searched around the villa.
He finally found Cho Chang and Wanda sitting distinctly on opposite sides of the sofa in the first-floor living room.
Seeing Harvey appear, the two women tacitly displayed expressions of extreme bitter resentment.
"Hi, Cho Chang, Wanda, I assume you two have already met?" Harvey said, looking somewhat awkward.