Hermione stood there, frowning tightly, her little face tense with anger, like a miniature version of Professor McGonagall.

"The moon is beautiful today. ”

Carl snorted.

Immediately, he suddenly had a bit of luck, maybe, maybe, Hermione didn't know that it was her he was pretending to be.

"That Hermione, actually, your mother didn't tell you that you also have a twin sister who has been lost for a long time, and that person is me!"

"Carl Cooper!"

Hermione glared at Carl angrily.

Finished.

Carl is out of the way.

Suddenly, he had an idea.

Why don't you have a Forgetting Spell?

However, it is also a bit unkind to do this, and the girl is not an enemy, and he is the first to lose.

"Hermione, listen to me—I'll go!"

Carl was about to try to figure things out, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he found that his voice had changed back to a male voice.

Then, Carl couldn't care about anything else.

He only felt a burst of heat in his body, and the feeling that his whole body seemed to melt appeared again, and he clearly felt the changes in his body.

It's a little tight.

It's back below!

Fortunately, Carl patted his chest.

Although he knew the effect of the compound decoction, Carl was inevitably a little worried, after all, it was the first time he used it, and it would be bad if he couldn't change it.

On the other side, Hermione watched Carl change from her appearance back to his own, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, but more anger and shyness.

Apparently, she realized something.

"Carl!

Hermione said in exasperation, her face flushing slightly.

At this point, she had completely forgotten to ask Carl what he was going to do when he became her.

Being able to stand here means that she has figured out what Carl has done with her hair.

The only thought on her mind now was whether Carl had seen her body after her transformation.

In the face of Hermione's cross-examination, Carl had a very uncomfortable look on his face.

"Hermione, can I explain to you later. ”

Not only underneath, but he was now uncomfortable, and Hermione's body was a whole size worse than his.

Without waiting for Hermione to answer, Carl directly began to take off his shirt.

Hermione froze there.

By the time he stripped his upper body naked, Hermione's face was red to the base of her ears.

Seeing this, Carl couldn't help but be proud.

I secretly said in my heart, I have seen you before, let you watch it again this time, we can be considered even.

Then, Carl was ready to take off his skirt and pantyhose.

However, just as he was about to do this, the girl screamed, covered her eyes and ran away.

Looking at the girl's fleeing back, Carl smiled.

He's really smart, if he doesn't do this, how can the girl stop tonight.

......

"Good, Carl!

Voldemort said to Carl with a silver-blue liquid flowing from the corners of his mouth.

In front of him hung a small empty cup, and there was still a little residue on the wall.

After a glass of unicorn blood, he was visibly much more energetic.

"Well, my dear father, will you also keep your promise? ”

"Of course," Voldemort grinned wickedly, "from now on, every Wednesday night at eleven o'clock, go to the eighth floor, there's a place there—"

"Got a room for requirement?" Karl interrupted.

"Yes, my child!" Voldemort smiled even more, not in the slightest angry that his speech was interrupted, "Looks like you've found out there!"

He was getting happier and happier with Carl.

"There, you can use your magic to your heart's content without being disturbed. I think the most effective way to learn is to practice!"

Quirrell couldn't hold back any longer, he felt that his position might not be in jeopardy.

"Master, you really want to-"

"Shut up, idiot!"

Voldemort retorted.

"This kid is much more useful than you!"

Then, he turned his gaze back to Carl again.

"Remember! Wednesday at eleven o'clock!"

Karl nodded, turned and walked out of Quirrell's office.

Not long after leaving, Quirrell's screams were heard in the room again, much more miserable than the last time.

......

For the next few days, Carl didn't see Hermione in the library.

Harry and Ron were surprised to find out.

In the last few days of class, Hermione has been a bit weird, always flushed for no reason.

Sometimes, even Professor McGonagall asked her to answer the questions incorrectly.

Even after class, Hermione rarely cared about their violations of school rules.

The situation did not ease until a few days later.

Then, she was back to the domineering, nosy little girl she was.

"I can't stand her, she was fine a few days ago, and now it's like this again!" said Ron.

Harry nodded, not as complaining as Ron was, but he was also unimpressed by some of Hermione's actions.

The two of them were walking through the crowded hallway, they had just finished class and were resting on their way to Gryffindor, when suddenly, Harry pulled on the hem of Ron's shirt.

"Look, Ron, who's that?"

Ron looked in the direction Harry was pointing, and he saw Carl, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.