Vol 2 Chapter 292: gift? remuneration?

"Don't do anything, just see that you are too pitiful. I will help you process your wand a little bit..."
Hermione said indifferently that Fanlin's wand was completely melted into a puddle of gray and unknown substance in less than two seconds in her hand.
"There are so many impurities." Hermione said indifferently. Her fingers lightly tapped the liquid formed by Van Lin's wand, and some mottled black impurities were peeled from the original liquid.
It seemed that these black impurities accounted for a considerable part, and Fanlin could see to the naked eye that the liquid that his wand turned into was a considerable part less.
He didn't understand at all what the person in front of him was going to do. First he entered the illusion. If it weren't for the memory of another world, Fanlin would not have been able to realize that it was an environment in a short period of time.
It seems that the woman did not read his memory completely. This may be the credit of his entering the soul world and Occlumency. However, this still makes Fanlin feel scared. The things that the illusion shows are so. It's reasonable. If he didn't pass some small changes, or if he didn't know a lot of things in advance, then he might have been stuck in something and couldn't help himself.
However, the woman who was standing opposite him was actually helping him purify his wand at this moment. This made Fanlin a little puzzled. He had no idea what the woman was going to do. She could just breathe. I can wipe myself out of this world completely in time, but...
"What are you..."
"These are some small gifts for you. It's been a long time since there was such an interesting person..."
"Small gift?" Fanlin asked, "But..."
Before Fanlin could finish speaking, his body flew towards the woman uncontrollably. Fanlin tried to use his magic power to prevent such a connection, but his magic power failed to catch anything. Unknown ability.
"Yes, it's a small gift..." The woman tapped lightly, and Fanlin's body was once again firmly bound in the air, as if he had been hit by some high-level petrification curse. Fanlin would even turn his eyes. Not.
"The soul of the original master, I'm really curious about how you survived. It seems that you know a lot, but not enough..." The woman circled Fanlin twice, Hermione's big eyes were in Fanlin His body is constantly looking up and down.
"Where should I put it?"...Hermione...well, it was Hermione who kept tapping Fanlin's body with her finger.
Although Fanlin knew that this was not the real Hermione, Fanlin couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
"Just here..." Uh...Hermione stood on tiptoe, and at her fingertips, the silver-gray liquid changed by Van Lin's wand was constantly rolling, seeming to want to break free from the control of this seemingly Hermione woman.
However, Hermione did not give this unconscious wand liquid any chance.
"You have to be quiet, I don't have any extra patience..." Hermione murmured. With a gentle stroke, a drop of purple liquid was poured into the original wand.
"It's useless anyway, just treat it as a little bit of remuneration paid to you in advance..."
Fanlin's eyes widened. Although he wanted to close his eyes very much, it was a pity that such a simple action seemed to have become a delusion. He could only watch the woman press the unknown and beating liquid. At the center of his eyebrows.
Immediately afterwards, Fanlin's head seemed to be struck by lightning. After a thunderstorm, he felt a tingling sensation spreading from the center of the eyebrows, accompanied by needle sticking pain, which made Fanlin almost crazy. It's like someone engraved in his skin and flesh, like the taste of ants eating away.
Well, he doesn't know what it feels like, but he knows the feeling of a mosquito bite, the taste... It's really addictive...
Well, the above are all my bragging words. In fact, Fanlin only felt some slight tingling. After that, Fanlin felt a little tingling sensation accompanied by coolness squeezing in from the center of his eyebrows.
Suddenly Fanlin felt that he had regained control over his body. He stretched out his hand and touched the center of his eyebrows, but there was nothing there. He only felt a slight bulge in the center of his eyebrows, and then he stroked it thoroughly with the softness of his fingertips. level.
"What did you do?" Fanlin said angrily. The man in front of him in Hermione's appearance had ruined his wand, and he couldn't feel any strangeness at all now.
"I said, just give you your reward in advance..." Hermione chuckled lightly, and she sat back, and then the whole scene began to change in an instant, at least in the white space. There are many colors, like a rainbow, but the feeling for Fanlin is strange and strange. He has experienced such things, port keys, phantom shifting, and spatial teleportation always need to enter another dimension. The scene that can only be seen.
The woman seemed to be very leisurely. She looked back for herself, and behind her appeared a chair with the same color as the space. How do you say?
Neon color?
"Can you make this white or something, so I am a little dizzy..." Fanlin felt a little sick, but the scene in front of him was really...
"Isn't that what you hoped for, the original appearance here, as you can see, you are not in the original dimension at all now..." Hermione waved her hand, and the original colorful space once again turned back to a single white. It will also make Fanlin feel tired, but in any case, it feels much better than just being colorful.
"Actually, I don't like this, but I can't descend into your spatial dimension..." The woman didn't care, she stroked her finger lightly in front of her, and a dark crack appeared on UU Reading www.uukanshu.com In front of Fanlin.
"What do you want to have?" the woman said, "how about ice cream, I still like the cool and sweet things..."
With a wave of the woman, Fanlin sat back under an irresistible force, not knowing when the same seat appeared behind Fanlin.
Fanlin felt a little stunned, and then more satisfied and imagined things were born in front of him. The woman clapped her hands gently, and a huge sundae appeared in front of Fanlin with a cup of chill.
"From Diagon Alley?" Fanlin was surprised. He was familiar with the decoration of the cup.
"It should be, I chose based on your memory..."
　　
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