Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

Chapter 128 Blooming Violets

After a long and suffocating deep kiss, the two people who had expressed their friendship for many years sat in each other's arms, snuggling on the large and soft sofa.

The intense passion transforms into quiet warmth, which is, to be precise, the natural result accumulated over a long period of time.

Euphemia was like a lazy kitten, her slender body pressed against Lin En, her carefully selected evening dress became messy, as well as her beautiful long hair.

The lazy light shone on the two people, and although it was already midnight, it still made their faces look bright.

Without saying anything, they just sat there quietly for a while, Lin En combing Euphemia's soft long hair. Over the years, he always liked this feeling.

Perhaps coming out of the aftertaste, Euphemia put her hand on the magic bracelet again.

"I'm going to change my clothes and then give you a gift." She stood up shakily and said softly, then fled into the cloakroom, leaving only traces of warmth.

Lynn saw a black robe with some patterns on it, but he didn't have time to take a closer look because Euphemia had disappeared around the corner.

He looked thoughtfully at the empty corridor. After a while, he remembered something and took out a beautiful little silver fox and placed it on the table.

With a tap of the magic wand, the small and exquisite metal ornament kept changing its shape, and the light of Rune appeared and disappeared, until the rustling sound in the distance stopped and the footsteps came closer.

It became what had existed in Lynn's imagination for many years.

Just before Euphemia showed up, Lin En finally felt satisfied. He quickly put away the ornaments, acted as if nothing had happened, and turned his head to look.

Then he stood there in amazement, speechless for a long time.

Euphemia looked no different from usual, except that she had straightened her loose blonde hair and put on a new black robe.

Silver-blue lines can be seen everywhere, outlining small violets, which are delicate yet unobtrusive, complementing her cool yet gentle personality.

If you add the vaguely visible knee-high white socks peeking out from under the robe, it would be even more eye-catching.

"Why aren't you talking? You look out of place."

“Of course…” Lin En felt a little dry in the mouth, and it was a bit difficult for him to speak, “I think it’s the most appropriate thing to say.”

"That's good. I thought your skills weren't up to par." Euphemia smiled sweetly, a rare moment for her. Her temperament was completely different from before.

She walked over to Lynn, pulled him up in an unquestionable manner, gestured at his shoulders, arms, waist and thighs, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Then, a black robe appeared in her hands, and the dress and tie that Lin En had not had time to take off disappeared instantly, leaving only a thin shirt.

"I think it should be the right size." She said slowly, gently draping the robe over Lynn, also moving Lynn's stiff body.

The style of this wizard robe is exactly the same as Euphemia's, with no difference from the shape to the pattern.

The only difference is the color.

Its main color is black, and the decorative pattern is dark gold, which is Lynn's favorite and best matches Hufflepuff.

Each tiny violet is hand-sewn and has a lot of delicate and unique magic applied to it.

Automatic cleaning, intelligent heat preservation, windproof and dustproof...it even has a few defensive spells hidden in it.

Each one is her original creation. Although they are no longer necessary for a wizard of Lin En's level, they carry sincere thoughts.

"How about it? Are you satisfied with this gift?" Euphemia slowly hugged Lynn's waist, pressing her whole body against him, feeling particularly warm.

The hard iceberg turned into soft silk, completely erasing the remaining distance between the two people.

Lynn lowered his head slightly, just in time to see Euphemia's head, which was deliberately lowered and resting on his chest, and he could even hear her heartbeat clearly.

The softness in my heart is gently touched, causing silent waves, one circle after another, turning into surging heat.

His heartbeat was speeding up irreversibly, his breathing became rapid again, and he had an urge that was too eager to wait.

Without bothering to enjoy the quiet tenderness, he picked up the girl by the waist amid Euphemia's suppressed screams.

"Ah!" Euphemia hugged him tightly instinctively, "What are you going to do?"

"I want to express my joy to you," Lynn said, "Have you guessed my gift, the smartest Miss Fei?"

"No...no..." Her voice was so soft that it was hard to hear, and her head was buried in her chest.

Although I couldn't see the location with my eyes closed, I could already hear the flames in the fireplace.

Her whole body felt lighter, and she felt the softness and familiar breath beneath her.

It was her favorite armchair.

When she opened her eyes, Lin En was smiling gently, holding an exquisite brocade box in her hand.

"Remember? You said it would be comfortable to sit here and warm yourself by the fire every day when you get old." Kneeling on one knee on the soft wool carpet, Lin En stroked Euphemia's soft and white hands as if he was appreciating a work of art.

"I...you..." Euphemia blushed, and even her small, round earlobes trembled slightly, "...you remember all this."

"Of course, I will never forget every word you said." He leaned over with a smile and kissed the back of the girl's hand. He gently raised his soft and weak right hand, quietly opened the brocade box in his palm, revealing a silver-white ring.

"Beautiful lady, I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to spend the long life with me?"

Raising his head solemnly, Lin En took out the carefully crafted ring and said, "I know now is not the right time, but I will do my best so that one day, I can wear a more suitable ring for you in a more suitable place."

Euphemia's eyes were red and tears welled up in her bright eyes.

"I am willing."

After a long silence, she calmed down, although she was still a little trembling.

After getting a positive answer, and with her tacit consent, Lin En carefully put the ring on the middle finger of the girl's right hand - the position that symbolizes love.

"It's too late. Why don't you go back today?"

"……Listen to you."

The night outside the window was as dark as a rock, and the lights in the house dimmed mischievously.

Only slight noises could be heard in the darkness.

Violets, symbolizing beauty and love, bloom in the quiet night.

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Beauxbatons, underground of the castle.

"Fei probably won't be back today, right?" In the living room, old Nico, who hadn't slept yet, suddenly put down the magic book in his hand and asked without any context.

There was no one around.

A moment later, Perenelle's impatient voice was heard from the bedroom.

"Are you crazy, old man? You can't even count on her coming back tomorrow! You're not sleeping so late at night. You must be crazy, right?"

"Oh... That's great, young people." Nico didn't care about his wife's reproach. He just stood up happily and walked slowly towards the study. "I have to prepare some gifts for them - these two children will soon realize how good it is to live longer."

"People still need an emotional anchor, otherwise how can we survive in this stormy world?"

A rumbling sound was heard, mixed with the old man's sigh of relief.

Chapter 129 Token

When Euphemia opened her eyes again, the sunlight outside the window was enough to shine through the curtains and onto the large bed.

She got up late, which was unusual for her.

She subconsciously glanced at the wall clock, and the time shown on it frightened her.

Then, her wandering eyes noticed the robes and clothes scattered on the ground, which also led her to recall the time before she fell asleep.

Blurry yet clear, and my cheeks were slightly warm.

But soon, a chill came over her, and she subconsciously tightened the quilt covering her body and looked towards the door.

Amid the mess on the floor, Lin En, who had been tidied up, was walking over with a tray containing a steaming hot breakfast that emitted a faint aroma.

"Awake? You woke up at the right time." He said with a smile, as if he had expected it. He put the tray on the desk, walked up and kissed the girl's forehead.

Several new clothes flew in from the direction of the changing room. They were the spare clothes she had stored there before.

"I...you go out first! I need to change my clothes!" Miss Fei, who was of aloof temperament, was obviously not used to this kind of intimate way of saying good morning. She shrank stiffly in the corner and ordered the guest to leave.

"It's not like we were last night...Okay, okay! I'm going out, remember to be careful."

He wanted to make a joke, but just as he said that, a huge pillow was thrown at him, hitting Lin En and making him run away.

But before he could turn around, Euphemia froze in place with a frown on her face.

"...Come back." She blushed and lowered her head, saying in a muffled voice, "I feel a little uncomfortable, help me up."

"I told you to be careful, didn't I? Don't move."

"Isn't it your fault?"

"Blame me, blame me... slow down, do you want to go find Amanda?"

"Go away! You frivolous fellow! Ah! Don't move!"

"..."

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When the two of them finished packing and left the bedroom, it was almost time for lunch, not to mention breakfast.

Although they have been together for nearly twenty years and neither of them is overly flamboyant, the two are so sweetly attached to each other that they don't want to be apart for even a moment and would love to stick to the large sofa.

Half of it was due to the fatigue after the passion faded and Euphemia's inconvenience in moving, and the other half was that this warm home feeling was more in line with their personalities.

Euphemia exuded charming laziness all over her body. She looked radiant, and her big, expressive eyes were filled with confusion and relief.

She just lay on Lin En's thighs, one hand playfully tickling his chest, the other hand raised in front of her eyes, looking carefully at the ring on her hand, her eyes raised, happy from the inside out.

There are simple patterns carved on the ring. Upon closer inspection, it is the pattern that she and Lin En designed when they were in school. It is slightly childish, yet has a youthful aftertaste.

"By the way, do you really enjoy adding combat capabilities to decorations?" she asked without context.

She was so familiar with Lynn's style of magic and alchemy that she could feel it clearly just by wearing it on her hand.

There are seven types of runes, each one is stronger than any previous version. Not only does it use high-quality plastic alloys at any cost, but it also adds a large amount of precious materials.

For example, the heart blood of a fire dragon and a complete phoenix feather.

"Isn't this for your safety?" Lin En held his girlfriend's hand. "Although you are the most talented wizard I have ever seen, it is always good to increase the safety factor."

He touched the ring that he had poured many days of hard work and almost all of his savings into, his eyes full of confidence, "Even a master like Professor Flitwick can withstand it for a while."

Before he finished speaking, the small and exquisite ring turned into liquid metal, swirled into the air, and transformed into its originally designed form.

A silver fox that looks cunning and cute.

The surging magical energy was released without reservation, and the eyes that should have been dull and lifeless were faintly revealed with a hint of lively light.

"This... you did it?" Euphemia stood up in surprise and almost hit Lin En's chin.

"Not yet." Lin En shook his head, put his arm around Euphemia's waist, and explained patiently, "It is now between the stone guards of Hogwarts and those puppets that can really move independently. It does not require additional magic power, nor does it require you to control it, although it is not that smart."

The silver fox bared its teeth in dissatisfaction, then pounced down as if it really understood and turned into a ring again.

"We've tried many times before and it didn't work. How did you do this?" Euphemia asked calmly.

"It was only after I learned Helga's magic that I began to understand it. She is truly unfathomable." Lin En sighed as he took out the notebook that he had memorized by heart. "My magic book still has a long way to go."

“Is it really that magical?” Miss Fei, who was eager to learn, wavered in her eyes. “But I believe that one day you will be better than them all, and your magic book!”

"What a coincidence, I think so too." In front of the girl he loved, Lin En was not humble at all.

He has enough confidence standing on the shoulders of giants.

Euphemia gently took his arm, and her face showed a little sweetness that had not been seen for a long time.

"I like this gift very much, but not because of the fox," she said softly, raising her empty left hand.

“Of course, this is also the direction I’m working towards.” Feeling the softness and warmth transmitted, Lynn smiled and said, “Then it will be a brand new pair of rings.”

"Okay, I've written it down."

Euphemia's mind moved slightly, and she lay down again, resting her head on Lin En's legs.

This is a silent invitation.

Hufflepuff's magic notebook lay quietly on the table, with a faint glow of magic appearing from time to time.

This will be a long day just for the two of us.

But in the face of human emotions, even magical magic has to give way temporarily.