Chapter 480 Celestial Reading Room

The forge in the manor had not been used for a long time, and the casting tools were covered with a layer of lonely dust. Rogge stomped his feet on the ground twice, but did not hear any unusual sounds.

But he knew that there was a tunnel leading to the underground world right below the forge. Wormtail was waiting for an order: an order that would allow him to obey the will of his master and end his life.

He paced back and forth in the house, thinking about how to effectively destroy the snake army lurking underground. Inspiration suddenly flashed across the night sky, and he conceived a plan: if the ground was solidified by magic, leaving only the forge, then the enemy would surely fall into the trap here...

With the idea, he clapped his hands suddenly, turned around and walked quickly towards the rockery: "Leh, you have to find a new place to sleep."

The three-headed dragon was dragged out of the rockery reluctantly, and cast a dissatisfied glance at the flat and boring manor outside. Especially those little elves were very thin, and they could be blown away by a breath.

It looked at the dragon cubs running around on its back with a look of despair.

"Master, the space here is too small, let me go back..." Leh pleaded, and even used other excuses to excuse himself: "If these young dragons hurt the flowers and plants, I will feel guilty."

"Do as I say." Rogge's voice was firm and powerful, and no doubt was allowed. "After the completion, I will find you a few mother dragons..."

"Really?" Leh immediately spread his huge wings and gathered the young dragons under him, with excitement flashing in his eyes: "My powerful and kind master, your loyal servant Leh hereby guarantees that they will never harm any grass or tree in the manor."

"That's good." Rogge said without comment, pointing to the forge next to him, with a hint of coldness in his tone: "Maybe someday in the future, some strange creatures will emerge there. Then, you can deal with them as you please."

"If you feel that you need to keep their lives, list the specific reasons in detail, every one of them." He expressed his kindness uprightly.

Leh nodded quickly, and promised in a loud voice that he would never let any thief go. As for the reason, go to hell, that's the red tape that wizards consider.

Just as it continued to express its loyalty, the guest who came through the Floo Network suddenly appeared in their sight.

"Hermione?" Roger frowned slightly. The war was imminent, and it was not the time to talk about love leisurely.

Especially Ariana was always by her side. If she was injured by the Death Eaters, the two old men Dumbledore would never let it go.

"Why, don't you welcome us?" Hermione noticed the hesitation on his face, snorted coldly, and turned to Ariana, "Let's go back."

Roger hurried over and gently pulled Hermione who was pretending to leave. He smiled at Ariana, then took Hermione to the side and whispered: "Someone is planning to attack me recently. It's too dangerous for you to be here..."

Hearing him say this, Hermione's dissatisfaction immediately disappeared. She looked at Roger with worried eyes and asked nervously: "Is it Voldemort or the Death Eaters? Do we need to inform the headmaster? Roger, why don't we go to Hogwarts to find the headmaster."

Rog shook his head firmly and interrupted her: "I am not a helpless Muggle boy. I have cruel means."

"What I am really worried about is you!" He paused and continued: "If you are injured in the battle, I will be sad for the rest of my life..." His voice was full of tenderness.

Hermione's heart beat with his words, and her eyes couldn't help but moisten. She hugged Roger's neck tightly and kissed him affectionately.

Seeing this scene, Ariana quickly turned her head and cast her eyes on Lech who was teasing the dragon cub not far away.

"Hello." She greeted softly and glanced back secretly.

Hermione hung tightly on Roger's waist like a koala, and their emotions blended fiercely in the deep kiss. Ariana didn't dare to look anymore. The magic world in the last century was very conservative. She pinched the corner of her clothes nervously, trying to ease her embarrassment by talking to the dragon.

Leh's body suddenly tightened. He felt the danger from the timid witch in front of him. The dragon's intuition told him that she might have enough power to kill him.

"Damn it!" He screamed in his heart, "Is this world so illogical? Rogge is fine, but the female creature in front of him is so scary!"

"Hello, beautiful lady." Leh hurriedly responded politely, and at the same time drove the flaming dragons behind him. To prevent them from being captured by the witch in front of him and being made into potion materials.

Its other two dragon heads looked over Ariana's head and looked at Rogge. To its surprise, Rogge was biting another witch.

It couldn't understand this brutal action, thinking that the two were fighting with each other with sharp teeth to determine who was stronger.

"Little greedy cat!" Roger gently lifted Hermione's chin, "Be obedient and go back first. I'll find you after I deal with them." He looked at Hermione's blushing face, put his mouth close to her ear, and whispered: "Then, I'll eat you in one bite."

"Asshole." Hermione bit Rogge's lips like a ferocious little tiger. She pursed her lips, tasting the taste of rust, and said firmly: "I don't want it! I want to be with you."

"You let me leave on Halloween in the first year and face the troll alone. This time, I want to be with you and not be a deserter anymore."

Rogge was silent and did not respond immediately. His eyes were fixed on Hermione. From her firm eyes, he understood her determination. She would never leave this time.

"Okay, my soldier." Rogge finally compromised, patted Hermione's back, and ordered: "You can stay, but you must obey the general's orders completely."

"No problem, Sir Travis." Hermione smiled, and then suddenly realized that Ariana was not far away.

She quickly got off Rogge and buried her head in her sleeves, not daring to show up immediately.

I wonder if you are interested in visiting my library? "Rogge's posture was elegant and natural, and there was no embarrassment on his face.

He introduced enthusiastically: "Although it may not be comparable to the Hogwarts library in terms of the breadth and depth of magic, I can guarantee that it is absolutely unparalleled in exploring the Muggle world and broadening the horizon of knowledge."

Rogge's words seemed to have some kind of magic, instantly arousing Hermione's curiosity about knowledge. Her eyes flashed with excitement, and she could hardly suppress her inner desire for books.

"Really?" She looked at the library in the distance and said in a half-joking tone: "No wonder you always beat me in every exam. It turns out that when I was enjoying my vacation, you were secretly reading books. "

Ariana smiled gently, she looked at a certain direction of the main building, and asked curiously: "Mr. Travis, does your manor have a phoenix?"

"Phoenix? "Rogge was startled. He didn't expect Ariana to be able to sense the unhatched phoenix egg.

This made him realize that the connection between the Dumbledore family and the phoenix was much deeper than he thought. Perhaps it was the silent power in her body that enabled her to perceive the unique and intimate magical fluctuations.

Rogge looked directly into her eyes and answered seriously: "As far as I know, the only phoenix in the magic world is on the perch in the principal's office. However, I do have a collection of phoenix tail feathers. "

"I even have a unicorn blanket decorated with phoenix tail feathers. "

"Ah? "Hermione and Ariana exclaimed at the same time.

In the magic world, phoenix tail feathers and unicorn hair are extremely precious and sacred materials. Using them to make blankets is simply extravagant to the extreme. It can even be said that it is a sinful waste.

When they walked into the interior of this flawless white building filled with countless books, they felt an unprecedented shock. The two looked around, and the books were classified into circles of "star rings". For a moment, they could not express it in words.

"This is the core of the entire library, you can call it the celestial sphere." Roger raised his wand and pointed to the giant sphere suspended in the center, "All the books are around it. As long as you need it, those books will fly from the bookshelf to you.

In fact, this is also the safest place in Travis Manor. If the building is damaged, it can be rebuilt, and if the Galleon is stolen, it can be earned again. But if these rare books and unique manuscripts are lost or damaged, it will be an irreparable loss and an unforgivable crime.

Ariana walked towards the music area. With the help of magic, the music written by Muggles can also automatically play melodious melodies. She was like a light butterfly, drifting away in the surrounding of notes, completely immersed in countless wonderful music. She had forgotten the safe distance she should keep from Hermione.

"Let's go to the celestial reading room. It can follow Ariana." Rogge took Hermione's hand and flew into the sphere.

The gorgeous and complete test bench, the exquisite and huge astronomical telescope, the vast starry sky on the dome... All of this made Hermione instantly want to live here forever.

She was like a curious baby, exploring the mystery of every item here. She even sat on a floating seat and stared at the vast universe outside the atmosphere through a telescope.

Her face was filled with a happy smile, and then she jumped off the seat and fell into Rogge's arms.

"Is that the blanket you just mentioned?" Hermione's eyes fell on the dragon leather recliner, and the phoenix tail feathers shone with a fiery red light.

Her eyelashes flickered mischievously, and she pecked at Rogge's face quickly, as if hinting at something.

Faced with such a straightforward invitation, Rogge broke in without hesitation. This time there was no waiting, no euphemism, and even the moment Hermione just took off her restraints, he began to demand endlessly. There was a whisper in her ear, a blazing flame in her hand, and emotions reached a peak in the intersection.

As a soldier of the general, she had to obey orders. Defense after defense, wave after wave of attacks... Under Rogge's leadership, she experienced the posture and happiness of a winner.

The dragon skin under her body wrinkled with every fight she fought, and the blanket she tightly grasped also left deep marks. As the night starlight penetrated from outside the library, Hermione was still fighting desperately.

"Rogge... I..." Her voice was full of desire.

His soldiers issued orders, and her general responded to all the soldiers' requests...

Emotions were like waves, sometimes high and sometimes low, ups and downs but extremely intense. Unconsciously, the night passed quietly.

The light of the morning replaced the brilliance of the stars. Rogge looked at Hermione who was sleeping quietly in front of him, and couldn't help wanting to know her better.

"I'll go out and tell Ariana that there are important magic topics being studied..." Hermione struggled to stand up, gently waved her wand, and her clothes flew one by one.

Rogge responded, and at the same time asked the house elf to prepare some food and send it. Perhaps Hermione's reason was impeccable, or perhaps the books in the library were too attractive, Ariana didn't realize that it was already the next morning.

She picked up the tea and snacks brought by the elf and asked Hermione to do her more important experiments first.

"I'm starving." Hermione jumped in happily, and her shoes slipped off her smooth feet.

Roger noticed her slightly frowned brows and asked with concern: "Does it hurt?"

"It's because of you? Like a cow!" Hermione pounded his chest lightly and lay sideways in front of Roger. "Feed me." She pointed at the biscuits not far away and glanced at him with charming eyes. .

Roger smiled and handed the biscuits over. Hermione bit them mischievously and even bit his fingers gently.

How could Roger not be excited by such behavior? His other palm immediately slid down and began to swim down from Hermione's waist. It was also at the key position that he released healing magic.

"Dare to eat me? Look how I eat you..."

It was a hot summer day, so beautiful that people just wanted to indulge in the soft water.

If there were no idiots trying to attack him, it would be great. In that case, he could study with Hermione in the private reading room and swim with her in endless knowledge.

Roger looked up and saw Hermione wearing a swimsuit shining with stars, studying those unknown stars. How he wanted to hug her and pour out his heart.

But it was not possible at this moment. Kreacher told him that his uncle Barker had come. He came as a Death Eater and wanted to purchase a dragon crystal mirror for Voldemort.

Roger quickly calmed down from the lingering lust and returned to reality.

"As a Death Eater?" He frowned and thought to himself, "It seems that Barker also participated in the snake-man operation. That's right, Rocobeek has said that the rat is only responsible for commanding the snake-man underground."

He walked out of the reading room and saw Ariana reading attentively not far away. She has a special preference for music books and even made a piano with Transfiguration so that she can play it herself.

"Don't come out." Roger ordered, while adjusting his mood, he walked towards the reception room.

Kreacher by the fireplace took a rag and wiped the badge on the plaque over and over again. Buck looked at it in confusion and complained to himself: "It's only three minutes, and you have wiped it 30 times!"

He even suspected that this house elf had Alzheimer's disease.

"Uncle Buck, are you back to see the old house?" Roger mocked in a playful tone, "Oh, I'm sorry. It's gone, and you and Voldemort will be like this soon."

"As for the dragon crystal magic mirror, I don't think your half-blood master needs it." He crossed his legs and treated Buck with an arrogant tone and attitude.

Buck quickly adjusted his mentality and kept reminding himself: "I am a Death Eater. I want to help the master get the magic mirror and help the master to contain him!"

"Rogge, why are you so aggressive? How can a Death Eater..." Buck sneered twice and then said, "I am not here to discuss ideas with you, I am here to discuss business with you."

"Travis represents the managers of the transportation hub. They will not refuse to do business with anyone. You will not, right?" Buck's smile was meaningful, as if saying: Put away the unnecessary provocation and ridicule.

Rogge smiled and responded in a calm tone: "This is not just a business. As buyers, you are standing on the opposite side of the magic world."