American Comics: Starting with Muggle Wizards

The two exclaimed in unison.

A massive dragon-shaped skeleton, about a hundred meters tall and four or five hundred meters long, appeared before them.

The dragon bones emitted a faint red glow, and starlight flickered within the marrow.

The dragon's eyes looked down directly at the two of them, giving them an invisible sense of intimidation.

Chapter 53: It's not about the flowers, it's about the attitude!

Harvey frowned as he stared at the dragon skeleton in front of him. Judging from its size, it must weigh at least several hundred tons.

How to take it with them became a big problem.

"Shrink quickly!"

He tried using a shrinking spell to make the dragon bones smaller.

However, the pale purple spell struck the surface of the dragon bone, but was forcefully deflected.

Clearly, the power inherent in the dragon bones will spontaneously resist all external attacks.

Seeing that the spell was not working, Harvey was very troubled. How could he possibly take away these hundreds of tons of dragon bones?

"Miss Know-It-All, do you think of a way to take this dragon skeleton away?"

Hermione also witnessed the spell failing, so she hesitated for a moment before saying:

"Perhaps we can use a seamless stretchable space bag to directly put the keel inside?"

Upon hearing this, Harvey's eyes lit up. "My dear, you're so clever! You came up with such a brilliant solution!"

Hermione corrected her expressionlessly, "You should call me by my name."

Harvey was speechless. He scratched his head and said, "None of that matters. Let's hurry up and bring the dragon bones back to Hogwarts."

After saying that, he took out a delicate cloth bag the size of a palm and used a levitation spell to try to control the entire huge dragon skeleton to stuff it into the bag.

Because the dragon skeleton was so large and heavy, even with Harvey's extremely high level of proficiency in the Levitation Charm, it was difficult for him to control such a large dragon skeleton precisely.

Seeing the dragon skeleton being lifted up by an invisible magical force, Hermione quickly waved her wand and cast a levitation charm to help.

"Left, right, down a bit..."

Is it aligned correctly?

"A little further to the right..."

"Yes, that's it, hurry up and stuff it in..."

After a great deal of effort, the two finally managed to put the enormous dragon bone into their spatial bag.

When the entire keel disappears, it also means that the supporting pillars of the cave are gone.

The ground began to tremble slightly.

In a very short time, the ground tremors became increasingly violent until they formed a magnitude 6.3 earthquake with a depth of 500 meters and a wide impact area covering the entire Manhattan Island.

Rumbling--

The earthworm overturned, causing the entire cave to collapse, with countless pieces of hard soil and rocks falling from above.

"Watch out, let's get out of here!"

Harvey looked anxious. He kept reminding her while casting a levitation spell to control the direction of the falling rocks. At the same time, he opened a portal and rushed in with Hermione.

......

A manor house in the northern suburbs of New York.

Two figures tumbled out of the portal.

Hermione was dragged down onto the sofa, with Harvey on top of her.

What's poking me?

"Damn it, get up!"

Harvey reluctantly got off Hermione, his face full of longing, for her soft, delicate body was simply too intoxicating.

"Are you ok?"

Hermione straightened the wrinkles in her wizard's robes at the back of her head and asked coldly without looking up, "Hmph! Are you deliberately taking advantage of me?"

An awkward atmosphere filled the air, and Harvey chose to play dumb and change the subject, "Now that we have the dragon bones, we'll return to Hogwarts tomorrow."

"I understand," Hermione said, trying to sound calm.

She felt her cheeks burning, partly because the environment had been too hot, but more importantly because her body had involuntarily gone limp.

The physiological reaction is so annoying!

Seeing the unusual flush on the little witch's delicate face, Harvey asked with concern, "Are you really alright?"

"I'm fine, you don't need to worry about me!" Hermione glared at Harvey fiercely, then got up to return to her room.

As a result, when she stood up, she exerted too much force and lost her balance, falling backward.

Harvey reacted quickly and caught the soft, fragrant little witch.

"Did you sprain your ankle?"

"Let me go...you jerk..."

Hermione reacted strongly, squirming in Harvey's arms, her face as red as a steamed shrimp.

Harvey was very worried about the little witch's condition, so he picked up the delicate Hermione and carried her upstairs to the bedroom, saying, "Let me help you back to your room to rest."

"No...put me down..."

"boom--"

The bedroom door on the second floor slammed shut.

Not a moment.

The little witch's melodious, soothing voice, like that of a nightingale, created a symphony of ups and downs.

In the distant sky, the setting sun hid behind purplish-red clouds, gradually disappearing into the horizon.

The hazy moon, veiled in a light mist, slowly rises.

The frosty moonlight filtered through the blinds, casting dappled shadows on the headboard of the bedroom.

"clatter!"

The light from the desk lamp dispelled the darkness in the bedroom.

"Huh?!" Hermione, like a startled rabbit, pulled the blanket over her head.

"What? You're not someone who can't stand the light of day?"

Harvey teased the woman in his arms, causing Hermione to gasp for breath in the blankets.

"Hoo~" The little witch couldn't help but peek out to breathe. Turning her head, she saw Harvey still smiling. She was so angry that she showed her tiger teeth and made a super fierce expression.

"You rascal, how could you be so hasty?"

Hermione's delicate face was still streaked with tears as she scolded and complained, pulling away the "culprit" from under the covers.

"No pretty roses, no romantic candlelight dinner, not even a confession of love..."

Although Harvey was in a saintly state, he still knew how to care about the little witch's fluctuating state of mind.

He used his transformation magic to turn the alarm clock on his bedside table into a bouquet of bright red roses.

"Look, these are roses. Life is so long; if you like them, I'll send you flowers every day from now on..."

Looking at the roses thrust in front of me, the fragrant pollen wafted into my nose—"Achoo!"

After sneezing, Hermione suppressed the urge to curse, reached out and took the rose, then threw it on the floor beside the bed.

Then, with a look of disappointment, he turned to look at Harvey.

"How can you be as stupid as a troll? I don't want roses, I want your attitude!"

manner?

But all I know is your body temperature...

A bewildered Harvey asked, "What kind of attitude do you want?"

Hermione pointed towards Wanda's room on the east side and said carefully, word by word:

"I want you to sever all ties with Wanda from now on. I want you to be good to me for the rest of your life. I want you... mmm..."

Harvey silenced the little witch's soft red lips with a kiss, trying to get away with it.

Hermione's head was spinning from all the teasing, her eyes gradually welled up with tears, and she quickly lost all ability to resist, only able to let out melodious "woo-woo" sounds.

......

The next morning.

"Miss Know-It-All, the sun's already high in the sky!"

Harvey slapped the little witch's pert bottom.

Hermione, who was completely exhausted, struggled to sit up and lean against the headboard, her eyes slightly narrowed as she stared intently at Harvey.

Give me a fierce look that says, "You'd better do what you want."

"Resuscitate quickly!"

Today is the day to return to Hogwarts; the white-bearded old man is still waiting for treatment.

Harvey cast a resurrection spell, and the little witch's slightly pale face quickly regained its rosy glow.

Once she had recovered a little, Hermione lifted the blanket, inadvertently revealing a glimpse of her snow-white skin.

"What are you looking at? Help me up!"

The little witch, still feeling weak and powerless, gave instructions without any politeness, as if commanding a servant.

Chapter 54 Return to Hogwarts