[Comprehensive] I'm so bewitching

Chapter 198

As things stand now, Potter can see me when he turns his head.He turned his head again and could see Black.

Well, he saw me first, then Blake.

I spread out the textbook, opened the content of the first lesson, and looked down.

I have already previewed the charm class, and it is not difficult for me. I can succeed with a wave of my wand, without even saying the spell, just thinking about it in my head.

So I took a look, raised my head, and looked into the classroom.

Susan and the others sat not far away, and when they saw me looking over, they covered their mouths and smiled, and blinked at me.

I smiled at them too, and blinked.

Snape sat among the Slytherin students, taking a seat at the back.

It wasn't a good position to sit in, I knew it right away, he wasn't welcome in Slytherin.

It's like that in school, if you're not welcome by the teacher, or you're not welcome by your classmates, then your seat is terrible.

Snape was reading with his head down, his big nose almost stuck into the book, his black hair hanging down, covering most of his face.

From my vantage point, his nose is surprisingly large.

Why didn't I realize that his nose is so big?It feels like it could be used as a murder weapon.

A picture suddenly popped up in my mind, the girl is named Snow White, and the boy is named Pinocchio. The two of them are living a sexually happy life in the forest.

Pinocchio's nose is not big.It's just that when he lies, his nose suddenly becomes very long.

But what does this have to do with them living a sexually happy life?

As I rested my chin and thought about Snow White and Pinocchio, Potter and Black wrestled again.The two of them are like magnets, sticking together and inseparable.

The professor hadn't come yet, I was idle and bored, so I went to see the classmate behind me.

He was originally sitting behind Potter, but was taken away by the domineering pure-blood young master, so he had to sit behind me.

I turned my head, I didn’t know if I didn’t look at it, but I was shocked when I saw it!

Didn't realize just now that this classmate looks pretty good-looking?

He wasn't like Potter and Black, who looked so good at a glance.

His brows are warm and his eyes are gentle, like warm pearls, beautiful but not dazzling, he is quietly handsome alone.

"Hi." I smiled at him. "My name is Lily Evans. What's your name?"

He had been looking down at a book, waving his wand as he read.Hearing my voice, his wand trembled, and a flame burst out.He frantically extinguished the flames before looking up at me.

"Oh, hello. Well, my name is Remus Lupine." His voice, like his own, was very gentle and inviting to hear.

With eyes full of wisdom, I took a quick glance at his upper body exposed outside the table.

Dare I say, he's definitely stronger than Potter and Black.

Although the wizard's robe is wide, it can't stop my insight. Through his wizard's robe, I can see his strong nature.

He doesn't look like an 11-year-old wizard, he's as strong as a 12, 13-year-old.

"Are you previewing your homework?" I glanced down at his textbook, "Do you find it difficult?"

Lupine hesitated for a moment, his cheeks were slightly red, and he stammered a little: "Well, it's not difficult, but it's not easy."

"Oh." I nodded, "But I think it's very simple."

As I said that, I waved my wand and uttered the incantation of the Levitation Curse: "Yingadim Leviosa."

Lupine's hair stood on end.

For my rod touches his hair.

Lupine noticed it, and he quickly covered his hair with his hands, his cheeks turned redder, and his moist eyes were covered with water.

I couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey!" At this moment, Potter yelled at me, "Evans, what are you talking about?"

Potter and Black didn't know when, they stopped fighting and entanglement.

Black even bent his elbow and directly circled Lupine's neck. He smiled and said to Lupin, "I said, why is your face so red? It's burned, isn't it?"

"No." Lupine shook his head.

He was wrapped around his neck by Black, the blush on his cheeks quickly disappeared, he slowly and firmly pushed away Black's arm, and straightened his wizard robe.

"I said, you are a boy, why are you so tidy?" Black waited for him to tidy up, then bent his elbows, and directly wrapped him in his arms.

I think Blake is really odious.

Why is it that whoever I am playing with will snatch him away?

I like Potter, and he snatches Potter away, as close as a pair of trousers with Potter.

I played with Lupin, and he put Lupin in his arms and played tricks on Lupin.

If this continues, who else can I play with?

So I picked up the book and slapped Black hard on the head: "Let him go!"

With a bang, the classroom fell silent.

Lines of sight cast over here.

Gryffindor's classmate, his eyes were shining, and his eyes were so hot that they could almost burn.

The students of Slytherin were much more reserved, and their eyes were shining with interest.

Blake was stunned by me.

He slowly stretched out his hand, touched his head, opened a pair of beautiful eyes, looked at me and said, "You hit me? Why?"

Of course it's because he always grabs my little buddies!

But such a reason is obviously hard to say.

So, I widened my eyes and said to him very fiercely: "Do you still need a reason for beating you?"

Black's expression was even more confused, he even turned his head to look at Potter and said, "Dude, am I awake, why is our Gryffindor first-year girl such a rude girl?"

Potter shot me a quick glance, then he cleared his throat, looked at Black and said, "Evans, she didn't mean to. You're a man, how can you argue with girls?"

After speaking, he bent his elbows, turned Blake away, put his head together, and began to speak in a low voice.

"What?!" Blake exclaimed, his head turned around, his beautiful eyes were full of surprise, "Her magic power is so strong? Are you kidding me? She's just a pretty little girl!"

Potter: "Shhh!" Then, he abducted Black's head again.

The two of them hooked their shoulders and almost put their heads into the hole in the table, murmuring and didn't know what to say.

"Thank you." A gentle voice sounded, it was Lupine.

But after he finished speaking, he lowered his head and looked at the book again, and stopped talking to me.

A good little handsome guy, just don't play with me anymore.

I am angry.

Holding the wand, he cast a levitating spell on Black's wizard robe: "Wingardim Leviosa!"

Immediately, Black's wizard robe floated up.

Black, who was wrapped in the wizard's robe, also floated upwards.

He was taken aback and grabbed Potter's hand: "James, hold me tight!"

I couldn't bear to cast a spell on Potter.

So, I walked over and slapped away the two of their clasped hands.Then, I took Potter's hand behind my back, so that he wouldn't have a chance to fish for Black.

Blake looked at us with wide eyes.Then, farther and farther away.

He was like a balloon, floating under the roof, and as I waved my wand, he was left and right for a while.

"James, it's so fun, you know!" Blake was not used to it at first, but after a while, he cheered up and made a swimming pose, "Hey, Evans, you give James the same Curse, such a fun thing, you can't forget James!"

Potter faltered and said: "It's fine if you like to play, me, I'm afraid of heights."

"Hey! Dude! What are you kidding?" Blake made a dog-planing posture, desperately paddling toward us, "You're a little prince on a broomstick! You once flew into the sky, shoulder to shoulder with the plane, you forgot What is there to be afraid of at this height?"

Potter hesitated, and stood behind me: "Well, I'm bragging, I'm afraid of heights, and I don't like riding brooms."

"Dude! You can't do this!" Blake was angry. "I know you're not normal to Evans, but I'm your buddy, you can't do this to me!"

When he got angry, his beautiful face became a little sharp, and he was quite imposing.

"Evans, class is about to start, can you put him down?" At this moment, Potter tugged at my sleeve and said to me.

I took one look at him, and then with a wave of my wand, Blake was put down.

As soon as we landed, our Charms professor opened the door and came in.

Is a very small old man.

I heard Susan call him, "Professor Flitwick!"

I couldn't help but take a look at Susan, she is simply a versatile little wizard, it seems that there is nothing in Hogwarts that she doesn't know.

"Hello students, I will teach your Charms class." Flitwick cast a Levitation Charm on himself so that his height could reach above the desk.

Then, he directed the wand, and a line of characters appeared on the blackboard, which is what we are going to learn today.

"Now, let me explain to you how to cast spells smoothly." Professor Flitwick turned to face us and said with a smile.

Professor Flitwick's lectures were very interesting. Although he was ugly, he was very eloquent and taught us the key points of casting spells clearly.

"Has anyone successfully cast a spell?" Professor Flitwick asked us after the lecture.

He had an excited expression on his face, as if he was waiting for a student who was very bright, captured the gist of his lecture perfectly, and executed it flawlessly.

After the voice fell, countless hands were lifted up, and their index fingers pointed to——

I.

The author has something to say:

Blake (overbearing young master face): I was the first person to be lifted up by Evans!

Porter (sunny face): I was the first person Evans held hands with!

Snape (lonely face): I have a little secret (of Evans), I don't know who to tell.