Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Camping area at the Quidditch World Cup.

Yang An was sitting on the sofa in a bathrobe, and the sound of water dripping could be heard from the half-open bathroom door.

It was Penelope taking a bath.

There is no doubt that this was another fierce battle.

Just when Yang An was bored and closed his eyes to pay attention to what he was doing in other worlds.

"kindness?"

Yang An felt that the teleportation ring he gave to Hermione was triggered.

"strangeness."

At this moment, Penelope's delicate voice came from the bathroom, "Darling, can you help me get a bathrobe, please? Thank you."

"Of course." Yang An agreed and stood up, but at the same time he quietly changed his bathrobe into casual clothes.

He went into the bathroom.

In the misty white fog, a graceful figure can be vaguely seen lying in the bathtub. Outside the water are delicate collarbones, smooth shoulders and white jade arms.

Penelope's pretty face was flushed with a hint of heat, and her charming eyes looked at Yang An, but there was a hint of surprise in them.

"Honey, why did you change your clothes?"

Yang An walked forward generously, put the bathrobe on the shelf beside him, and said apologetically, "Sorry, Mr. Bock wants to talk to me about something. I have to go out for a while and will be back soon."

"Is that so?" Penelope's eyes flashed with disappointment, but she still agreed with a smile, "Okay, I'll wait for you here."

As she spoke, Penelope straightened up slightly.

In an instant, a touch of white emerged from the water, with a faint blush.

Yang An leaned over and kissed Penelope. The two looked at each other, and Penelope's blue eyes showed reluctance. She looked at her boyfriend's handsome face and whispered, "Go soon and come back soon."

"Do not worry."

After Yang An finished speaking, he turned and left.

After the bathroom door was closed, Penelope slowly got up from the bathtub with her cheeks slightly red.

It forms a picture of a beauty emerging from her bath, which can be regarded as a world-famous painting. Her beautiful hair is tied up like a noble lady's bun, revealing her snow-white neck.

"Strange. It's so late."

But Penelope didn't think much about it.

Her movements were still a little stiff as she stepped across the bathtub.

"Merlin, I think I need some swelling-reducing potion."

Dark alley in London

Hermione, who was still crying in grievance, did not realize that danger was approaching.

It was not until the men realized that it was just a girl that they approached her boldly.

"Hey little girl, why are you crying?"

Hermione looked up in surprise when she heard the malicious question.

She found herself surrounded by three burly men. Tattoos could be vaguely seen on their arms. They were all tall and burly, holding daggers and looking at her with ill intentions.

"Look, a beautiful little girl, why is she crying? Can't you find the way home?"

Hearing the obviously teasing voice, Hermione subconsciously wanted to touch her wand.

Even though she was just a thin little girl, with the magic wand, she was not afraid of the other party at all.

But soon, Hermione's expression froze, because she remembered that her wand seemed to have been left at Ron's house.

She ran out in such a hurry that she forgot about the wand, and now she was a helpless little girl again.

"Don't worry, kid. We will get you out. We are not bad people. But before that, can you tell me where your home is?"

Seeing that Hermione didn't say anything, the man thought she was frightened. A ferocious look flashed across his face and he gave his companion a look.

The companions understood what she meant, and stepped forward one on the left and one on the right, stretching out their hands to grab the arms of the little beauty.

Obviously, they said that just to lower Hermione's vigilance. Although the alley was dark, Hermione's lovely little face under her messy long brown hair still aroused their bad intentions.

"No don't touch me!"

Hermione stepped back in fear, trying to dodge the hands extended by the two sturdy men, but it was not that easy.

Hermione's wrists were gripped tightly, like two vises around her.

"No, please, don't do this, let me go!"

Even as Hermione screamed, filled with despair, she could already imagine the possible consequences of falling into the hands of these three bad guys.

Praying to someone to come and save her, whether it was God or Merlin.

"Shh-!"

A beam of sad red light illuminated the dim alley, and also illuminated Hermione's pretty face with fear, tear marks, and messy hair.

"Peng"

The curse suddenly hit the grinning man standing in front of Hermione.

The smirk on the man’s face froze after he was hit by the red light. His body swayed and he finally fell backwards to the ground.

"Who?!"

Upon seeing this, his companion immediately looked towards the alley entrance.

But before they could reach for the pistols at their waists and touch the handles, they were hit by two red lights that appeared again and fell unconscious as expected.

"Pom Pom."

There were two muffled thuds of people falling to the ground.

Hermione realized it was a Stunning Spell!

She looked up in surprise, wanting to see who saved her.

"Fluorescence."

Following a familiar voice, warm light dispelled the darkness and dampness.

The sound of footsteps came.

"It's you."

Hermione stared with wide eyes, looking at Yang An, who was wearing casual clothes and walking quickly, with a look of surprise on her face.

"Hermione?" Yang An reached out his hand to Hermione, who was sitting on the ground, with a look of surprise on his face, "It's really you."

"Looks like I came at the right time."

Hermione stared at Yang An's extremely friendly smile and was stunned.

But soon her cheeks turned red, and she hurriedly stretched out her hand to let Yang An pull her up.

But when she was pulled up, maybe because Hermione was too scared or because her knee was scratched when she fell just now, Hermione staggered for a moment, and then she saw Yang An's face getting bigger and bigger in front of her.

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Yang An subconsciously caught Hermione who fell into his arms, and the two of them hugged each other.

When Hermione hugged Yang An, the warmth emanating from Yang An instantly dispelled the coldness in her body and her panic.

At the same time, she also smelled a pleasant scent on Yang An, but it didn't seem like the scent a boy should have.

But Hermione didn't think much about it. She took a step back as if she had been electrocuted.

Yang An also let go of his hand and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Sorry, I scraped my knee." Hermione lowered her head and said shyly.

Yang An did not answer, but stretched out his hand and pointed at the air, "Sweep it away with a whirlwind."

The dirt on Hermione's clothes was swept away.

This kind of thoughtfulness warmed Hermione's heart, and her affection for Yang An reached its peak. "I can see that, otherwise a Gryffindor wouldn't throw himself into the arms of a Slytherin, right?" Yang An said with a smile.

Yang An's unintentional joke made Hermione think of Ron's words.

At the same time, the two emotions of being verbally hurt by a good friend and being saved from despair by the so-called 'enemy' collided with each other.

Without even thinking, Hermione made a move that was beyond her and Yang An's expectations.

She entered Yang An's warm embrace again, but this time it was Hermione who took the initiative, and she even stood on tiptoes and kissed Yang An on the lips.

"???"

As soon as he came up, a girl threw herself at him, which made Yang An wonder, what was going on, why was he so lucky in love recently? Or did he finally become the protagonist?

But since it was Hermione who took the initiative, there was no reason to refuse.

Yang An savored the timid girl in his arms, whose lips, as elastic as jelly, were filled with peace of mind.

If Hermione was just impulsive and carried away by her emotions.

But when Yang An pried open her teeth with his tongue, Hermione's eyes widened and the courage in her heart receded like the tide.

Unfortunately, it is impossible to break free.

Hermione could only face Yang An passively. Soon she stopped struggling and tightened her long pencil legs.

a long time.

It was not until Hermione felt a little dizzy that Yang An took the initiative to let her go.

Hermione's parents are dentists as expected. There is no taste in Hermione's mouth, but instead a fresh scent of mouthwash and pine needles.

But Hermione, who had already tasted the sweetness of it, was a little dissatisfied.

She still wants to continue.
"Hermione? Hermione?"

Yang An's voice woke Hermione up a little.

When she realized what happened, she couldn't hold back her shame any longer, "Oh my God. What did I do?"

"A kiss of gratitude to a hero, I think it's appropriate, I accept this reward." Yang An's words calmed Hermione down a little, but she still blushed to her ears, "Thank you."

This is not only a gratitude to Yang An for appearing, but also a gratitude to him for giving himself a way out.

"Leave here first."

Yang An took the initiative to hold Hermione's slightly cold hand.

Hermione did not refuse. She found that the warmth she had just felt was not an illusion. Yang An was actually emitting heat, dispelling the coldness around him. This warmth was like the feeling of soaking in a hot spring, which made her feel nostalgic.

Hermione thought of something and was a little horrified, "Oh, you used magic outside of school. Oh my god, the Ministry of Magic will know about this."

But Yang An looked back at her and said without any panic, "It's okay, it's fine without the wand. It's worth mentioning that you probably didn't bring a wand with you, right?"

"What are you doing"

Before Hermione finished speaking, Yang An said, "You should be strong enough to defeat three Muggles. Besides, if you brought a wand, the Ministry of Magic would be able to sense it the moment I cast a spell."

Hermione was a little surprised. She looked at Yang An, who was calm and composed, with a little admiration. "You really surprise me, Yang."

"Come on, I'll buy you some milk tea. It looks like something happened to you, and I can be a good listener."

Hermione's heart was filled with warmth. She nodded slightly and left holding Yang An's hand.

What Hermione didn't know was.

Not long after they left, the three thugs on the ground were suddenly engulfed by the surging darkness, and the next second, there was no trace left on the ground.

They probably won't have the chance to appear in this world again.

Back to the busy streets.

Hermione was obviously relieved and not so nervous anymore, but looking at Yang An's figure, Hermione did not say that she was okay and could let go.

Obviously, the deep kiss just now had sparked a feeling of love in Hermione's heart, and it was still growing.

Just found a coffee shop.

After Hermione took a sip of the hot coffee, she breathed a sigh of relief while holding the coffee cup, "Thank you, Yang."

"Tell me, what happened?" Yang An crossed his legs and said lightly.

The action has a hint of cynicism and ruffian spirit. In the past, Hermione might have thought that this posture was a little inappropriate, but now she thinks it is very handsome and cool!

Hermione started talking about the time she went to the Burrow, and went on to talk about Harry's arrival and the quarrel with Ron. Although Hermione tried to gloss over the cause of the quarrel, Yang An still knew the whole reason from the Legilimency he had been using.

"Let me guess, maybe Ron has some feelings for you that are more than just a friend?" Yang An said, putting down his teacup.

Hermione was obviously surprised, "No, how could it be possible."

But under Yang An's gaze, Hermione gradually frowned, "I don't understand, why does he still treat me like this?"

If Ron really liked her, or had feelings for her, why would he speak ill of her and argue with her endlessly?

"It's normal for a kid of his age not to know how to express his affection." Yang An smiled maturely.

Hermione was stunned for a moment, and then she burst out laughing at the old-fashioned Yang An, her pretty face moving, "Aren't you also a fourth-year student? Why do you say that?"

Having said that, Yang An, who was quite gentlemanly and arrived at the most dangerous moment and rescued her without saying a word, now has almost reached the maximum favorability in Hermione's heart.

In comparison, Ron's behavior was indeed childish and annoying.

"Well, even so, I won't have any feelings for him. We were just friends, once upon a time." Hermione said softly, not forgetting to add the word "once upon a time".

It can be seen that she was really angry, not only at Ron, but also disappointed with Harry who did nothing.

Yang An didn't say anything. He picked up the coffee and took a sip before saying, "Looking for suitable friends is also the habit of Slytherin."

Hermione didn't want to continue this topic. She asked curiously, "How did you know where I was?"

She was very smart and subconsciously started looking for the ring that Yang An gave her. That ring was the only possibility.

Unfortunately, the ring seemed to be missing, perhaps it had fallen in the alley.

"You are looking for this." Yang An spread his hands and a ring appeared in his hand.

"Correct!"

Hermione quickly took it and said embarrassedly, "How did you find it? I didn't even notice it. Thank you for the gift."

“I carved the magic circle above, so I will know when it is triggered.” Yang An did not hide anything and said directly, “But don’t worry, I can only sense it when it is triggered. To be honest, I thought it was stolen. After all, you probably wouldn’t use the teleportation array casually, so I came to take a look.”

Hermione was very satisfied with Yang An's honesty. She hesitated for a moment, put the ring on her ring finger and admired it.

Hermione made up her mind that she would always carry this precious gift with her.

"Thank you, you don't have to explain like that. I believe you and I am very grateful for this function. You saved me twice." Hermione raised her head, looked at Yang An and said softly.

The two looked at each other speechlessly.

Hermione lowered her head to drink her coffee to hide her embarrassment.

She tried hard to find a topic and soon thought of something. "By the way, to be honest, you are a little beyond my imagination."

"Oh?" Yang An asked, "What aspect?"

"A lot." Hermione became serious and exclaimed, "Merlin, wandless casting is a stunning spell, and teleportation is a magic that only senior students can use, and it's very dangerous. I have never heard of a teleportation array. You are simply a genius."

When it comes to knowledge, Hermione tends to talk a lot.

Yang An, on the other hand, listened patiently.

"Want to learn?"

Hermione was stunned, and her pretty face was quickly filled with excitement. "Can I?"

Yang An nodded, "Of course, I can teach you. You will be a talented and good student, I believe."

Hermione finally couldn't hold back her excitement and murmured, "And you're even better than I thought. What I mean is that Ron and the others' speculations about you are completely unfounded slander. You're a true gentleman, Yang."

"I'm glad I didn't join in the slander against you."

(End of this chapter)