Early that morning, Wang Yong and Susan walked into the auditorium side by side, and many early students in the auditorium had already arrived in the auditorium, and they couldn't help but open their mouths in shock when they saw Wang Yong return to school. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In particular, the empty robe on Wang Yong's left side and the smile still hanging on his face looked inexplicably infectious in the transparent and clear sunlight of the early morning.

They whispered, and then they came forward in a crowd, looking very excited, and they vied to touch Wang Yong's robes, asking about what happened that night, after all, it was a miracle of miracles for them to come back alive after fighting the mysterious man.

"Yong!" There was an exclamation from the stairs of the auditorium, and then a red-haired figure pounced like a phantom through the crowd into Wang Yong's arms.

"Ginny!" Wang Yong couldn't help shouting.

That small body, but the hands holding Wang Yong were so tight.

Her tender little hands caressed Wang Yong's body, eager to confirm whether Wang Yong's body was missing any piece and whether he was injured in the battle.

She stood on tiptoe, looking for something like a little beast seeking refuge, her pretty eyes slightly closed, but she struggled quietly, as if she was secretly observing something.

Wang Yong felt an inexplicable longing from his heart.

Without hesitation, he kissed the tender, watery little lips that sought something from him.

From the soft and sweet lips to the blood-producing teeth to the mischievous and soft tongue.

Wang Yong chased again and again, enjoying this extremely sweet and delicious kiss with Jinni.

"Hmm~"

Until Ginny was unbearable, and let out a soft moan that was close to the bone.

Wang Yongcai reluctantly let go of her.

If it weren't for the auditorium at this time, Wang Yong might have released his desires regardless of it.

Seeing Ginny and her lingering kiss, Wang Yong finally felt that he had finally come to life, and woke up from the gloomy cemetery, the strange old Gaunt mansion, and the deadly Avada Death Curse.

I received the power of life again, felt the breath of life, and felt the breath of life, just like a rose that had experienced a long night and received the first rays of the rising sun.

He smiled, and he looked at Ginny in front of him with a smile.

Jinni's face was a little flushed and panting, but her eyes looked at Wang Yong without blinking, and the fiery enthusiasm seemed to burn Wang Yong.

Wang Yong's afterglow saw Susan, she was standing next to her, but there was no look of resistance in her eyes, but there was a faint smile that made Wang Yong a little unincomprehensible.

Wang Yong was immersed in Jinny's deep kiss again, again and again, as if he wanted to knead the two people into one.

After that, other people came one after another.

Wang Yong sat at the Ravenclaw table, with Susan on the left, Ginny, Snow, Fleur, Amelia and others on the right, lined up in turn, just like a family gathering.

Wang Yong then sent Tang Zichen back to the national art world.

She was wearing a purple Tang suit, and the wind in the Scottish Highlands was already very pleasant at this time, and her hairband was slightly blown, and there was an indescribable soft beauty in her heroic posture.

"Is your arm okay?" Tang Zichen looked at Wang Yong's eyes, and suddenly found that his cultivation of the Great Grandmaster of National Arts could no longer control his capillaries, and his face couldn't help but flush a slightly shy pink.

She looked away slightly, looking to the other side.

"It's okay, I'll just go to another world to recuperate for a while." Wang Yong smiled.

"Oh, that's good." Tang Zichen nodded.

"Then I'm ......"

Wang Yong stepped forward and hugged Tang Zichen with his only remaining arm.

Feel her youthful body gently tremble in her arms.

Wang Yong's chin rested on her green silk: "Don't worry, maybe the next moment, I will appear by your side." ”

Tang Zichen showed a bright smile to Wang Yong: "Okay, I'll wait." ”

In the brilliant sunlight, she faded away, leaving only the early summer sun shimmering among the beech leaves.

When Wang Yong returned to the Great Hall, Dumbledore walked briskly down from the teacher's seat.

His blue eyes flashed through the half-moon-shaped glasses with a strange look: "Your friend sent away?" Do you have time now? Let's have a good talk. ”

"Okay." Wang Yong followed Dumbledore and walked towards the Headmaster's office.

This morning, Amelia saw her, wept with joy, wiped her tears, left a hasty kiss on Wang Yong's face, and immediately went to work at the Ministry of Magic.

The Ministry of Magic has been in an explosive state since last night.

Since Barty Crouch Jr. was not given a sacred kiss by the Dementors, and the return of Potter and Wang Yong alive and the deaths of the suspected Death Eaters, the suspicious traces of Riddle's graveyard, and the fires that spread throughout the sky......

An unprecedented panic swept through the wizarding world like a hurricane - the mysterious man, the figure who made the wizarding world bloody, returned.

Dumbledore's office was as peaceful and quiet as ever.

The intricate silverware slowly puffed smoke, and the old headmasters slept or whispered about something, a scene of tranquility that had not changed for millennia.

Wang Yong looked at him, sat in the armchair opposite Dumbledore, and looked at him for a long time.

"Yes, to be able to come back safely, what's the matter with your hand? Voldemort did it? Want a cup of black tea? Dumbledore jingled his wand.

"Okay. Black tea is also available. My arm was taken off by a small person. Wang Yong said: "Call me to the office in the morning?" Can I help you? ”

Dumbledore sat down with a smile and pushed the black tea in front of Wang Yong.

"Everyone is very curious about what happened last night, and as an older person, I have a lot of curiosity. Do you want Snape to take a look, he still has some research on this kind of thing. ”

"Forget it, it's good if he doesn't poison me." Wang Yong lifted Erlang's legs, took a sip of authentic Sri Lankan black tea, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"What happened last night was simple. Potter came back and told you a lot. Voldemort is resurrected. Harry's body as a fragment of Voldemort's soul had been killed. Crabbe and McNeill were killed by me. Then I destroyed the Horcruxes in Gaunt's old house. That's it. ”

Wang Yong did not describe these things one by one, but picked a rough one.

Dumbledore listened to Wang Yong's words, his fingers closed, and he was speechless for a long time, slowly digesting this huge amount of information.