Chapter 7 Hermione Granger

"How can I make the most profit in the change of Eastern Europe?" The fake baby pouted his mouth while writing and drawing. "Using the relationship of handsome dad to warn the government, to get talents, resources, machines and technology for the country... Well, this is very selfless, but in terms of personal... mortgage rubles from banks in the Soviet Union in advance, I really need to check the current international status and liquidity of the ruble, and..."

(`): "Baby, it's time to practice magic! La~ La La La~"

That night, baby Chen Bin woke up from a dream, strictly speaking, he was woken up by Yisha. "Baby, I just opened the door and saw you crying while sleeping. Are you having a nightmare?"

Chen Bin wiped his face and found that his sleeves were wet with tears.

(﹏`): "Mom, I dreamed about my past life again. I was worried that after I left, my dad would not be able to bear it, my wife would be heartbroken, and my child would be laughed at by classmates for not having a father after he was born..."

(﹃)...Yisha obviously couldn't bear that her three-year-old son would say such mature words, and she was still worried that her son would be bullied by others. This was not at all like the behavior of her fantasy child.

"This is a thing of the past. It's pointless to think too much. You can't change it." Yisha hugged Chen Bin baby and comforted him like coaxing a child, but the child raised his head and said: "But I can't control my brain. As long as I have time, these thoughts will often pop up, especially when I dream..."

Σ(￣￣；)...Yisha was petrified again. She had never experienced such a deep problem in her past life...

"Mom, is there any magic that can cut off the emotions of the past life, but keep the memories?"

Σ(０ω０)！ ! ? Yisha's thinking finally short-circuited. Why is this son's idea so unique?

(_`): "It turns out that even my mother's magic attainments can't do it. Alas... What's the point of learning magic? I can't even do such a small thing..."

A certain pseudo-baby started to talk weird again!

(ll): "Mom is omnipotent, of course there is a way!"

(ll): "You won't lie to the baby, right?"

Σ: "How... How could it be? Give mom three days, no, three weeks, three months at the latest, I will definitely be able to improve it from the family's ancient books."

"Make a promise, whoever regrets will be a puppy."

"Well... whoever regrets will be a puppy."

That's how it was. Ishaben was successfully tricked by a certain pseudo-baby. He worked late into the night for three consecutive months and conducted countless experiments to study an extremely rare magic for healers...

"Ah! Why did I agree to his request so easily? I don't want to be a puppy!" A certain strange female creature shouted at a pile of ancient books in the study.

A certain pseudo-baby outside the door: "Hey (▔▔)ㄏ"

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"Excuse me, can I sit here? The people in the previous carriage were all taciturn, so depressing, blablabla..." The carriage door opened, and a burst of machine gun-like talking interrupted Chen Bin's memories.

A girl dragging a suitcase and wearing a school robe did not give Chen Bin a chance to answer, and talked to herself like a machine gun: "Are you also a freshman this year? Do you know any interesting spells? I have tried a few spells, and they are all very effective. None of my family members are wizards, so I was also surprised when I received the admission notice. Of course, I was also very happy, because it is the best school to learn magic. I have memorized all the textbooks, I hope it will be enough. By the way, my name is Hermione Granger, what's yours?"

She sat down, staring at the mouse dancing the cancan on the window sill, her eyes full of little stars.

Chen Bin sighed in his heart, the story changed just at the beginning.

Neville did not show up, but Hermione still walked to the last carriage. She must have been too prominent and was silently boycotted by her classmates, so even if she didn't help Neville find the toad, she couldn't stand the exclusion and ran away.

Chen Bin was staring blankly, and Ke Ke Loli was staring at his face.

"Hello, my name is Aaron Nama, and I'm a freshman like you." Chen Bin pretended to be a child for a long time and replied more confidently than Hermione: "However, I come from a wizard family. My family has two enchantment workshops, mainly producing civilian magic tools. The textbooks are just references. I mainly practice family inheritance, such as this."

Following Chen Bin's finger, Hermione saw the mouse on the window sill stop dancing and instantly turn back into a ring.

Her mouth couldn't close, and the box suddenly fell silent.

Chen Bin's ring is engraved with a strong magic resistance rune. Practicing magic output through it is several times faster than Nama's ancestral method, and it can also do two things at the same time.

When Chen Bin trained to 0.8 times, his growth rate had become very slow. If he couldn't reach the level of an adult wizard before entering school, he would choose to postpone his enrollment.

Isha said that bullying at Hogwarts is actually quite serious, and what happened to young Snape is not an exception.

Chen Bin saw that Hermione was deeply hurt, so of course he knew when to stop and pretended to be innocent and said, "My mother said that I inherited some magic defects, so I have to practice this magic since I was a child, otherwise I might not be able to enter Hogwarts."

"Really?" Hermione stared at the silver ring suspiciously, causing Chen Bin to add guiltily, "Well. Regardless of the growth environment, almost all wizards only start learning magic at the age of eleven. This is a ban from the Ministry of Magic."

The two talked for a while, and Hermione began to regain her confidence, but she lost her original arrogance and began to "popularize science" about the Muggle world for Chen Bin.

"Beep-"

Chen Bin apologized, took out the "SMS" to check the new content, and quickly replied: "I just met a new friend, her name is Hermione Granger. Let's talk in the dormitory."

"What is this?" Hermione watched him quickly type some text, and immediately guessed: "I read in extracurricular books that Hogwarts has powerful magic to interfere with the operation of electronic items, and this thing can't be used even if you bring it in."

Now it's Chen Bin's turn to popularize the knowledge of the magic world: "Well. But this is not Muggle technology, but a magic product. Mom is worried that I won't adapt to the life of staying overnight, so she made this SMS for me."

The "SMS" plagiarized the classic style of a certain Berry mobile phone in 2013. It combines the Weasley family clock as the positioning principle, the text transmission function of D.A. Gold Galleon, and the text display technology of Riddle's diary... a long-distance writing board.

There is no ringtone or vibration for sending and receiving new messages, a real paper display covered with glass, no voice support, and only supports text transmission between a pair of machines.

The notification sound just now required Isabel to press the "ring button" to remind Chen Bin to read the message. Such a weak chicken was simply beaten by the big mobile phone.

Chen Bin has been chatting with Hermione. After a while, the waitress pushed open the door of the compartment and asked: "Dear, do you want to buy some food on the train?"

After the two declined, Chen Bin also estimated that the original plot was almost over, and began to guide the topic again.

"Yes, Hermione. Have you heard of Harry Potter?"

"Of course I have heard of it. I have read extracurricular books before, and his deeds are also described in detail. The boy who survived the catastrophe, the end of the dark ages, blablabla..."

After Hermione finished speaking, Chen Bin said casually: "But, do you know that he is next door?"

"Really? How do you know?"

"Before you came over, I heard someone asking about his identity, and he admitted it." Chen Bin lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "I also saw a scar on his forehead when I entered the compartment."

"Do you want to go and see it together?" Hermione was also aroused by curiosity.

Chen Bin was waiting for her to say this. "Okay."

"Sorry to bother you." Chen Bin pushed open the door of the next private room and smiled politely, "We were sitting in the next private room and accidentally heard your happy laughter, so we came over to get to know you."