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Chapter 627: Hiding in the Bushes

Hermione had too little information to analyze the incident in its entirety, and her conclusion was wrong. She only saw part of the story, there was a lot of information that she didn’t know, and Evan couldn’t say it directly.

He thought for a moment and continued, “Snape and Karkaroff were just talking about Voldemort. You know … Voldemort’s power is getting stronger. Karkaroff has Voldemort’s mark on him. I’m sure he can feel it. That’s why he’s afraid and wants to abandon and run away.”

“Why is Karkaroff afraid of Voldemort’s growing strength?” said Hermione, “Isn’t he a Death Eater?!”

“To be precise, he was a Death Eater who had betrayed many of his companions in order not to be imprisoned in Azkaban.” Evan replied, “If I were Voldemort, I would definitely not let him go.”

“But Snape…”

“Snape is trustworthy, Dumbledore believes in him, and we should trust him too!” said Evan quickly. “All right, Hermione, don’t think about it! What we need to do now is to enhance our strength and find the remaining secret treasure keys as soon as possible. You and Harry will also have to accumulate combat experience and master a few more powerful spells to prevent accidents.”

Hermione nodded nervously, and Evan then thought of something else.

Judging from the current situation, it was impossible to crack all the demon languages, ancient magic texts and silent magic research in a short time.

Evan estimated that it would take a year at the earliest, so he did not intend to delay, ready to speed up the search for the key to the secret treasure left by Ravenclaw with the Merpeople, and get the second Philosopher’s Stone as soon as possible.

The Philosopher’s Stone was a magic prop that could help wizards to enhance their magic powers quickly and practically. It was of great significance.

Since the return of Voldemort couldn’t be stopped, it was urgent and crucial to enhance one’s own strength. In particular, to enhance Hermione’s strength, so that she had a certain self-protection ability in the face of the Death Eaters.

Evan didn’t have to worry too much about himself. He had done a lot of preparation.

Not long ago, he had also received a letter from Sirius: Sirius had already completed the registration procedures for Apparition in the Ministry of Magic. If he used this spell himself, he needed not to worry about being detected by wizards of the Ministry of Magic because he was not old enough.

Of course, this was only the first step. To fully master Apparition, Evan still needed to practice. He only understood the theoretical part now.

Sirius told him that he would come to help him practice on the next Hogsmeade Day.

After Evan completely mastered this method, he would also have an extra guarantee against Voldemort. He could run away if he couldn’t fight him.

Voldemort and the Death Eaters would certainly not think that Evan would master Apparition and would not be prepared.

In fact, for Voldemort’s strength, Evan had an assessment in mind. He was probably a little better than Dumbledore, but not too much, not too extraordinary. But for that terrible evil spirit, there was nothing in his heart!

In short, improving strength was the most critical and urgent thing at present.

After Snape and Karkaroff left, Evan and Hermione were in no mood to date and were planning to return to the castle.

Because they didn’t want to meet Ron and Lavender, they didn’t walk along the road from where they came, but made a detour.

A few minutes later, Evan and Hermione came to a large stone reindeer, over which they could see the sparkling jets of a tall fountain.

The shadowy outlines of two enormous people were visible on a stone bench, watching the water in the moonlight. And then Evan heard Hagrid speak.

“The moment I saw you, I knew,” he was saying, in an oddly husky voice.

Evan and Hermione froze and looked at each other. This didn’t sound like the sort of scene they ought to walk in on, somehow…

They were ready to slip away and didn’t want to eavesdrop on the conversation between Hagrid and Madame Maxime.

Hagrid would definitely hate to have someone eavesdropping, especially when he plucked up the courage to express his love to Madame Maxime.

It would be even worse if this matter was messed up by Evan and Hermione.

They had just taken two steps forward when they saw Fleur and Roger Davies approaching head-on along the path.

Hermione looked at Evan in panic. Fleur would surely see her if she went on like this, and Hagrid and Madame Maxime would be alarmed.

What to do? They must hide!

This was Evan’s first reaction. He didn’t have time to think about it. He pulled Hermione into the bushes beside the path.

It was not before they went in that they realized something. Why were they hiding? Wouldn’t it be more difficult to explain if they were discovered?

He and Hermione did nothing, but if they were seen in the bushes…

Then, Evan found out that the space inside was really small. How would they both fit in?

The space inside the low bushes was very small, and it was impossible to stand or crouch. They could only kneel on the ground or lay supine…

Evan and Hermione were now in an awkward position. Evan just turned around and was pushed back and fell to the ground before he could adjust or exit.

Hermione had just entered the bushes in panic when she stumbled and fell forward because of the uneven ground… Then she lay straight on Evan’s body!

Intentions aside, in one twisted way or another, Hermione had indeed pushed Evan on the ground before laying on him.

Their bodies were close together, very close, and their posture was suspicious.

Evan saw Hermione’s flustered little face in front of him and could even feel her breath.

He held out his hand to cover Hermione’s mouth, not to let her cry out, winked, and motioned that someone was outside.

Hermione nodded slightly to show that she knew, and Evan put his hand away from her mouth.

They had no intention of paying attention to the situation outside. The mood in the bushes had changed, and the temperature gradually increased. Their bodies reacted on their own.

Hermione, who turned red, did not know where to put her head, and she was very tired. The feeling of being so close to Evan was too embarrassing and tense! But if she put her head down, where could she put it?!

There were two options: one was to turn in one direction, put her head on Evan’s shoulder, give up resistance, and put all her weight on Evan. The second was to put it down vertically and continue to support the ground with her hands, but now Evan’s face would be directly under her head. If she put it down vertically, wouldn’t it be a kiss?!

Well…. She could just think about none of that, and just kiss him…

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