Chapter 386: Locking Yueer Up

Hermione's love life has truly been full of surprises and delights.

A few years ago, she met a mischievous little puppy.

After much effort, she raised that little puppy into a big wolf-dog.

In the end, the big wolf-dog's sister took over, and it turned back into a little puppy.

Evening.

At bedtime, Yueer Yueer kept insisting on sleeping together with Hermione.

Hermione naturally couldn't refuse, so she agreed.

As soon as she got under the covers, Yueer grabbed Hermione's arm and softly rubbed against her shoulder.

Hermione looked at the coquettish Yueer in her arms, who bore John's face yet showed a pure, innocent expression, leaving her both laughing and crying for a moment.

"Alright, go to sleep now."

Hermione softly coaxed Yueer, who obediently nodded.

But she muttered under her breath.

"Sis, after I fall asleep, are you still going to go on a date with big brother later?"

"Don't stay up too late."

Hearing Yueer's "childish, blunt" words, Hermione's face instantly flushed to her ears.

But she quickly composed herself and flicked Yueer's forehead in annoyance: "You little kid, don't talk nonsense, go to sleep."

Yueer winced, covered her forehead, and pouted, muttering softly: "Why do you and big brother both love flicking my forehead..."

"Don't learn those useless things from your brother."

"We girls should be more refined."

Hermione also put on an older-sister airs and gently instructed.

Yueer stuck out her tongue, then obediently closed her eyes and went to sleep.

Seeing Yueer calm down, Hermione helplessly shook her head.

That John really taught his sister to be just like him.

Having just complained about John in her heart,

the John beside her opened his eyes, his gaze holding a hint of mischievous amusement.

"What, are you badmouthing me in your heart again?"

Hermione froze, then realized.

"John, you're quite practiced at switching accounts," Hermione said, rolling her eyes at him.

John gave a hehe laugh, put his arm around her waist, and said, "It's not that I'm afraid you'll miss me too much."

He leaned in closer, his warm breath brushing her ear, making Hermione's ear feel itchy.

"Don't..." Hermione gently pushed him, but with little strength, "Yueer just fell asleep; don't wake her."

John gave a low chuckle and continued: "Guess why I first hid in the Consciousness Space to study?"

"Obviously to learn how to control the Consciousness Space."

"Although I'm not yet proficient, I can now barely block Yueer's perception of the outside."

Hearing this, Hermione immediately understood.

Her face instantly flushed red.

No need to ask why; it's surely to prevent some inappropriate scenes from being seen by Yueer.

"You... you really..."

Hermione, both embarrassed and annoyed, slapped him, but he caught her wrist in the motion.

John blinked, smiling: "I didn't say anything; you're the one who got the wrong idea."

Having said that, he lightly kissed her lips.

Hermione blinked in surprise, then closed her eyes and returned his kiss.

All the worry and longing of these days melted into this gentle kiss.

Her fingers lightly clenched his collar, as if afraid he might disappear again.

John could also feel her unease, and deepened the kiss.

Their breaths gradually mingled, leaving only faint sounds in the room.

After a long while, John finally released her, foreheads touching, and whispered: "Sorry, Hermione, I've made you worry these past days."

Hermione gently rubbed his cheek, then reluctantly kissed the corner of his mouth again.

She still muttered dissatisfiedly.

"As long as you know, next time if you do this again, I won't let you off..."

"Mm, you said the same last time......" John had just teased Hermione's indulgence when she fiercely pinched his side.

John winced, rubbing his waist, and complained: "This body healed with unicorn blood isn't exactly durable..."

"Serves you right."

Hermione gave a soft hum, but still reached out to rub his waist for him.

"By the way, speaking of that, how does your body feel now?"

Hermione was naturally referring to John's current physical condition.

A body rebuilt from his ruined remains, relying on the power of unicorn blood and the Magic Stone.

Such a situation is unprecedented even in the magical world.

"It's practically perfect."

John spoke without hesitation.

Whether it's unicorn blood or the Magic Stone, both possess strong magic power and strong vitality.

The repaired body not only had no hidden injuries, but was even somewhat better than its original state.

Along with the magic power level, it was also several steps higher than the original state.

"I feel I could even take on Dumbledore in a duel now."

"You're bragging." Hermione gave him a sideways glance and said.

"Well, I'm indeed far behind in magical proficiency, but I'm definitely not afraid of anyone in terms of magic power level."

If I were to clash with Voldemort again, even if he had the Elder Wand's support, I'd be confident I wouldn't be suppressed like last time.

"Even so, we can't be careless."

"You were tricked by Voldemort precisely because you were careless."

Seeing John's smug look, Hermione couldn't help but lecture him.

"Yes, ma'am, Miss Granger."

John immediately agreed with Hermione's words, then kissed her forehead.

Hermione then nodded in satisfaction, leaned into his embrace, and softly asked: "What are your plans next?"

"Um... you wrote to Dumbledore and Harry today, right? When they come tomorrow, I'll discuss it with them."

"Harry seems to have already made a choice."

"No matter what he chooses, we must make the final preparations."

When talking about serious matters, John's expression also turned serious.

He had already learned from Yue'er what had happened during his coma these past few days.

Dumbledore had already laid his cards on the table with Harry, and Harry also learned everything.

They had originally planned to wait for John to wake up, then make a decision together.

I hope this accident of mine hasn't provoked Harry into making a decision against his will.

Of course.

Harry himself is also an upright and kind person.

Even without any responsibility or moral coercion, he might still decide to sacrifice himself.

If Harry truly chooses self-sacrifice.

Then John wouldn't object either, after all, that's also Harry's only way to escape Voldemort.

Dumbledore has already paved the way for him.

The rest is up to his fate.

The next day.

Hermione lay in John's arms, sunlight filtering through the curtains' gaps falling on her fluffy brown hair.

As John slept soundly, he suddenly furrowed his brow.

【Brother! You've gone back on your word!】

【Let me out!】

Early in the morning, Yue'er woke up in the Consciousness Space, shouting loudly there, giving John a headache.

After all, John is in control of the body, so he can develop things Yue'er cannot do.

For example, locking her up so she can't perceive the outside situation, nor can she actively come out to cause trouble.

Previously, the reason these abilities couldn't be developed was that understanding of the so-called soul only stayed at the linguistic level.

But after this accident, he has only just begun to grasp some of the soul's mysteries.

However, looking at it now, we still need to develop a function to block her voice...