Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Elaine, who had been awakened by the nightmare, was already half asleep, but after hugging Evan, she quickly fell asleep again!

Evan looked at her with a wry smile, withdrew his arm, and tucked a pillow into Elaine’s arms without her even noticing.

He sighed, turned his head and looked at Hermione pitifully, and Hermione gave him a fierce expression.

Imitating Elaine’s usual demeanor, she showed her two fangs as if to bite Evan and stuck out her tongue.

For Evan, who was accustomed to Hermione’s seriousness, her playful demeanor had a different kind of allure.

“Ignore her, let’s continue!” Evan whispered, hugging Hermione’s waist from below, and resting his chin on her shoulder.

The feelings inside him surged once again, the touch of their skins against each other, and the scent of Hermione’s body.

It all felt like a little cat scratching incessantly inside him, itching terribly, and stopping now was out of the question.

Seeing Hermione, she wasn’t any stronger than Evan, and she didn’t have much resistance at all.

In this situation, it didn’t matter even if Elaine was watching!

If she dared to disturb them again, on impulse, Evan would have an even more wicked idea…

“What do you mean, continue?” said Hermione coyly, pushing Evan away. “You go to the bed next to us, I’ll sleep with Elaine.”

She crawled away from Evan, hugged Elaine, and kicked him with her right leg.

In the dim moonlight, Evan saw two adorable girls in their scanty underwear embracing tightly…

Despite the underwear being minimal, he felt so hot. Was it really still February?!

Maybe Hermione felt that Evan was looking at her pitifully, and she seemed to feel a little bad.

“Tonight is definitely a no-go. Um, you turn into a cat, and I’ll hold you!” she whispered. Her face, already flushed, turned even redder. She couldn’t believe she was saying this; it was all because of Evan’s fault.

Evan’s body quickly transformed, a small black cat appearing on the bed, crawling up between Hermione’s legs.

He felt damp; it must be sweat. It was really hot for three people sleeping squeezed together!

Hermione trembled a bit, and Evan stuck out his tongue and licked. It tasted salty.

While Evan was entangled with Hermione and Elaine on the bed, the first thing Fudge did after taking over Hogwarts was to organize Ministry personnel to search for Umbridge in the Forbidden Forest at night. With no guidance, they struggled to make progress.

After learning that Dumbledore was forced to leave, Hagrid was extremely angry and refused to cooperate or provide help.

If Professor McGonagall hadn’t been there to dissuade him, he would have even fought with Fudge and the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic.

Hagrid had made up his mind to leave Hogwarts after arranging Grawp’s affairs.

And so, the personnel hastily assembled by Fudge grumbled as they started searching in the dangerous Forbidden Forest.

They struggled throughout the night and lost three people. Finally, deep in the Forbidden Forest, they encountered the Centaurs.

They asked the Centaurs about Umbridge’s whereabouts. After some failed communication, a fierce conflict broke out and even started a fight. Due to insufficient manpower and insufficient preparation, the Ministry of Magic fell into a disadvantage and had to retreat from the forest.

This infuriated Fudge, but there was nothing he could do. The Centaurs had long ignored the Ministry’s attempts at communication!

He stormed back to the castle in a rage, intending to gather more personnel, only to find that he couldn’t enter the headmaster’s office anymore.

The stone gargoyle at the door was closed, and no matter what method he used, he could not get past it.

Now, even if Dumbledore was inside, there was nothing Fudge could do.

It had to be said that the first night he thought he was victorious was such a failure, and bigger troubles were still waiting for him.

Under the same moonlight, Umbridge, the Senior Undersecretary to the Minister of Magic and Hogwarts High Inquisitor, was also having a very bad life.

She was trapped in a side passage of the Acromantula’s cave, unable to go anywhere, enduring Grawp’s insults.

The only progress she made was that she finally stopped fainting just because she saw the giant.

But what Grawp did was an indescribable humiliation for her, and her mind and body suffered immense strain.

This kind of harm was unparalleled, even more terrifying than being killed directly.

In the giant tribe before, Grawp had seen other high-level giants keep human women in captivity. When his mother was in a good mood, she would also talk to him about this matter, so he knew what to do and wouldn’t easily devour Umbridge; giants weren’t trolls.

In the giant tribe, female captives were very valuable assets, which could breed offspring and maintain the continuation of the clan.

It was a pity that Grawp had no experience and patience, and Umbridge was even less cooperative. They needed time to slowly adjust.

It was destined to be a sleepless night. Dumbledore leaving Hogwarts was like throwing a boulder into a calm lake.

Dumbledore, the Order of the Phoenix, the anti-Voldemort movement, and the Death Eaters all quickly sprang into action, and a huge storm was brewing.

Early the next morning, Evan woke up.

He was still in his Animagus form, raised his head, and saw Hermione in front of him, reading the latest issue of the Daily Prophet.

At this time, the two of them were no longer in the room. She had already carried him to the kitchen and placed him on the table.

Waves of aroma came from not far away, and the house-elf Kreacher was bringing plates of food here.

At the other end of the table, Sirius sat, watching Evan who had just awakened with a somewhat amused expression.

“Good morning, Evan,” he said happily. “Looks like you had a good time last night?”

He winked at Evan and made an expression that all men would understand.

Evan changed back, and found with some embarrassment that he was only wearing a pair of underwear, and hurriedly found a set of robes on the bed.

“Well, I never thought Animagus could be used like this!” Sirius muttered, rubbing his chin.

Behind the newspaper, Hermione’s little face began to turn red and feverish again, trying hard to pretend that she didn’t see Evan here.

But her clenched fists betrayed her true thoughts. Could Evan handle this? Letting Sirius see this embarrassing scene…

The worst part was that there was no way to explain it. Looking at his expression, it was clear that he was misunderstood!

“Sirius, do you know the current situation?” said Evan, ignoring his embarrassment just now.

Boys sometimes had to be thick-skinned, and now was not the time to dwell on such things.

“I’ve met Dumbledore, and Hermione just told me what happened at Hogwarts,” said Sirius. “In fact, except Hermione, we’re all wanted by Fudge, including you, Elaine, me and Caresius, along with Dumbledore. If you ask me, he’s definitely gone mad!”

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