Hogwarts: The Witch Education Handbook

"It seems really hot in this room, could you take off your shirt for me...?"

"Senior?"

Hearing Sean's words, Tonks' eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment. She slowly turned her head to look at Sean, her tone hesitant: "Senior, what did you say?"

A strange light flickered in Sean's eyes. He approached Tonks and repeated in a low voice, "It seems quite hot in this room. Would you mind taking off your shirt for me?"

Tonks's expression changed slightly. She subconsciously took a step back and shook her head: "Senior, I don't quite understand what you mean."

She had already made significant concessions in the last instance.

Given her completely blank understanding of love...

If... if a guy wants to see her crotch, he has to date her for at least two years.

But... how did the senior manage to get it done in just six months...? Was she being conservative?

But she still remembered her mother telling her that if a girl is too easily satisfied by a boy, she won't be cherished...

"Please, I just want to take a look!" Based on his previous experience, Sean had already figured out how to control Tonks. This method could break down the other party's psychological defenses the fastest. He didn't have much time left.

"Look at what?"

"Your bra," Sean quickly added, "it really looks adorable."

"If you mind, you can refuse. I have other things to take care of today..."

For some reason, the words of refusal were on the tip of Tonks' tongue, but she couldn't say them.

Tonks went through a fierce internal struggle.

She understood that Sean's request was outside the bounds of common sense and even crossed some normal social boundaries.

However, whenever she thought about refusing, Sean's selfless help and support in the past would come to mind.

Senior Phillips has already helped her so much; she's just satisfying his curiosity...

"Would it seem ungrateful if I refused?" Tonks thought to himself.

So, her hand trembled slightly as she reached for the buttons on her shirt.

Throughout the entire process, her eyes never left Sean's face.

She saw an indescribable light flickering in Sean's eyes, which made him uneasy, yet he couldn't resist it.

As the buttons were undone one by one, Tonks's graceful figure gradually came into view.

Her shoulders were soft and elegant, her waist slender, contrasting sharply with her full breasts. Her skin was fair and delicate, and as her top slipped down, her flat and firm abdomen could be seen.

When her top was completely removed, Tonks' entire upper body was revealed to Sean. Her figure was well-proportioned, with her shoulders, chest, waist, and hips in perfect proportion, creating a beautiful picture.

Her collarbones were clearly visible, highlighting her bony and slender figure, but also exuding a unique kind of sexiness.

Although this wasn't the first time Sean had seen this beautiful scenery, he was still captivated by it.

"Is it ready?" Tonks asked softly.

At this moment, her cheeks were slightly flushed, like peach blossoms in early spring, delicate and beautiful. At the same time, she gently bit her lower lip, and her hands were unnaturally twisted together.

She wanted to look up at Sean, but was afraid of meeting his gaze, so she looked away and pretended to admire the furnishings in the room to hide her unease.

"Are you done yet..." Tonks urged again, feeling that if this continued, she would slowly melt under Sean's burning gaze...

Upon hearing Tonks' words, Sean took one last deep look at the beautiful scenery, as if trying to imprint it in his mind.

Reluctantly withdrawing his gaze, Sean gently draped the shirt that had fallen to the ground onto Tonks.

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[Character: Nymphadora Tonks]

Age: 18

【Mood: 18】(Maximum value is 24)

【Favourability: 8】

[Reputation: 0]

[xx value: 3]

Main Quest (Tonks): "Show Me the Bear"

[Task Progress: 2/3]

[Task Reward: 3 System Operation Opportunities]

...

As night fell, the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts was shrouded in a mysterious darkness.

The outline of the woods was faintly visible in the hazy moonlight, as if veiled by a light gauze. A gentle breeze blew, and the leaves rustled softly, like the whispers of the night.

As you enter the forbidden forest, the damp scent of earth mingles with the fresh air, creating a profound and tranquil atmosphere unique to ancient forests. The intertwined branches of the trees block out most of the starlight, with only dappled light piercing through the treetops and falling onto the thick layer of fallen leaves, forming patterns of light and shadow.

"Master, do you think they will come?" a man in black robes suddenly muttered to himself.

"Yes." A hoarse voice came from behind his head.

"When that person left last time, I think I saw something on his arm..." the man in black robes hesitated, then said uncertainly, "...it seemed to have... your mark, sir..."

"Oh? Are you sure?"

"I...I'm not entirely sure, Master," the man in black robes replied hesitantly. "We were quite far away at the time; I only saw it vaguely."

"Hmph, if he really has my mark, then he's nothing but a cowardly traitor." A hoarse voice from behind him carried a chilling undertone. "Right now, all those loyal to me are in Albania... and Azkaban."

"Master, I heard that someone escaped from Azkaban a while ago, could it be...?"

"The person who escaped was Bellatrix Lestrange..."

"My most loyal servant..."

Meanwhile, on the outskirts of the forest.

"Have you been here before?" Sean, dressed in a black robe, asked Bella, who was dressed similarly beside him.

Bella shook her head. "No, I've heard there are werewolves here."

"I haven't been here many times either, so I have to be careful."

The two barely spoke along the way. After walking for nearly half an hour, they went deeper and deeper into the forest. Later, the trees became extremely dense, and the path became almost impassable.

Through the tangled branches of an old oak tree, Sean could see a clearing in front of him.

"Look—" he whispered, raising his arm to stop Bella.

Something white shimmered on the ground. They slowly approached it.

It was a dead unicorn.

Sean had never seen such a beautiful, yet tragic scene.

Its long legs remained in the position it had fallen in, stretched out unnaturally; its mane lay on the black fallen leaves, white as pearls.

Sean had just taken a step closer when a sudden rustling sound made him stop in his tracks, frozen in place. A clump of bushes at the edge of the clearing was trembling… Then, a hooded figure emerged from the shadows, crawling slowly on the ground like a wild beast gradually approaching.

The cloaked figure approached the unicorn, lowered its head, aimed at the wound on the side of the corpse, and began to drink its blood.

"Looks like our enemy isn't so bad after all." Bella scoffed at the sight. "Just a piece of trash who's been reduced to drinking unicorn blood to survive..."