Harry Potter and the Mysterious Lady (Wife and Mature Adult Novel)

Harry Potter (1) Lewd Back-to-School Party





Everyone followed Professor McGonagall along the stone floor. Hermione heard the buzz of hundreds of people talking coming from the door on the right. Students from other classes in the school must have arrived - but Professor McGonagall took the first-year students to a small empty room at the other end of the hall. Everyone rushed in, rubbing shoulders with each other, and stared at everything around them nervously and carefully.






"Welcome to Hogwarts," said Professor McGonagall. "The start-of-term feast is about to begin, but before you take your seats in the dining hall, you must first determine which house you will be assigned to. Sorting is a very important ceremony, because during your time at school, the house is like your home at Hogwarts. You will attend classes with other students in the house, live in the house dormitory together, and spend your spare time in the common room of the house together.













"The names of the four houses are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Each house has its own glorious history and has produced outstanding wizards and witches. During your time at Hogwarts, your outstanding performance will earn extra points for your house, while any violations will cause your house to lose points. At the end of the year, the house with the highest score will receive the house cup, which is a great honor. I hope that no matter which house you are assigned to, you can bring glory to your house.








"In a few minutes, the Sorting Ceremony will be held in front of the entire school. I suggest that you tidy yourself up and be more alert while waiting."









Everyone was whispering nervously, discussing how to sort the houses. Hermione was muttering to herself, quickly reciting the spells she had learned, hoping that they would come in handy.









Finally, under the guidance of Professor McGonagall, they walked into the luxurious dining room. In front of four long tables stood a four-legged stool with a wizard hat on top. They were going to perform the sorting ceremony in front of all the teachers and students in the school. Hermione breathed a sigh of relief when she knew that they only had to put on the hat.









She watched quietly as other people were sorted. As she expected, there was a commotion when Harry Potter's name was called out. But what made her feel strange was that the names were not called in alphabetical order. Even more strange was that the boys were almost sorted, but no girl had been called yet.









Finally, all the boys were sorted into their houses and it was the girls' turn. When Hermione's name was called first, she was stunned for a moment, but quickly came to her senses and walked forward quickly, sat on the stool, picked up her hat and was about to put it on her head.








"Oh, wait a minute! Cute little girl, the girls' sorting houses are different." The voice of the Sorting Hat came from above.








"Then what should I do?" Hermione took off the hat in confusion, only to find that the shape of the hat had changed. The top of the originally pointed wizard hat had turned into a thick black stick, about as thick as Hermione's arm.









"Oh, it's very easy, kid. Just sit on me and stick me into that little hole down there." The sorting hat moved the thick, hard, meat-like object on top of its head.










"What?" Hermione exclaimed. Although she was still young, she was studious and understood what that meant. She began to feel discouraged.









"Don't be afraid, dear, it won't hurt. I'm a magic hat."









While Hermione was still hesitating, four senior boys came towards her. They were the prefects from four colleges. One of the boys lifted Hermione's robe without hesitation and took off her pure white lace panties.










Another boy picked her up from behind and thrust it into her before she could react.











"Ah~" When the penis broke her hymen, a tingling sensation came from under her body. This feeling was as comfortable as when her little bean was touched while taking a bath. No! is more comfortable.









While she was still thinking how miraculous it was that it didn't hurt the first time, the sorting rod began to thrust in and out rapidly.








"Um...ah...ah...no..." The unprecedented pleasure made her moan uncontrollably.








Two of the boys spread Hermione's snow-white legs wide apart, one on the left and one on the right, so that the people below could clearly see her private parts. Her pink labia were sparsely covered with brown pubic hair, but her delicate petals were being invaded by the thick, hard black cock.










Hermione's robe and bra were stripped off, revealing her naked body in front of everyone. She was only 11 years old but her figure was well developed, and the little hillocks on her chest were already bumpy. As early as when her clothes were taken off, there was a heated discussion all around. The male students all stared at her with fiery eyes, and the female students were not shy either, and they all commented on her figure with great interest.









"No... don't look... um... ah... ah..." Hermione tried to cover her naked body shamefully, but her hands were firmly fixed behind her back, and her whole body was exposed to all the teachers and students in the school without reservation, but she felt more pleasure and excitement.







"Wow! It's so tight. Youth is different. I haven't encountered such a sensitive pussy in a long time. It's so wet and tight." The sorting hat seemed to exclaim.










"This perverted old man!" ' Hermione cursed in her heart.








"I have a magic hat. I know exactly what you are thinking. 'The voice of the Sorting Hat sounded in Hermione's mind.









As if in revenge, the sorting rod rotated and thrust even harder, hitting Hermione's sensitive spots again and again.








"No... please... don't go so fast... um... ah..." The intense pleasure made Hermione scream lewdly, and her originally cute and pretty face was tinged with charm.







Finally, Hermione reached her climax, and after a spasm of her body, she fell weakly on the boy behind her.





"Hmm~ What a sexy and lustful body. She's so excited to be watched. Then she should be a Gryffindor!"







Hermione was no longer able to care about the humiliation of the Sorting Hat. She was carried back to the Gryffindor table by the Gryffindor prefect. The Gryffindor students cheered enthusiastically. The boys all put up their tents and stared at the still naked Hermione with evil eyes.







When she was put in the seat, the boys nearby couldn't help but rush forward to knock her down and fuck her hard.






"Fuck, I've never seen such a slutty virgin. Fuck! So tight and wet, so fucking slutty." The boy let out a low gasp and soon was squeezed by Hermione's tight little pussy and came.







Another person behind her immediately took over, and Hermione's weak resistance was of no use, it only made these perverts more excited.






Hermione's moans and the groans of the girls who were still being sorted on the other side brought the dinner to its climax. Even when Dumbledore was giving a speech, no one paid attention to him. And so Hermione spent her first day of college life in rape.
Harry Potter (2) Passionate Potions Class







The school has been opened for several weeks, and Hermione has become accustomed to school life. When walking in the corridor, only she and Harry Potter will be pointed at by others. But when Hermione heard words like "slutty" and "cheap", she ignored them. Instead, she raised her head proudly because she knew those people were just jealous of her good grades and the extra points she kept getting in class.








That day in Potions class, Hermione was as confident as ever and ready to answer the professor's questions. When Professor Snape asked a question, she immediately raised her hand to answer.









"Hmph! Since our Miss Granger thinks she knows everything, then please tell me what this potion is and what it does?" Snape took out a bottle of pink potion that sparkled with a psychedelic luster from the cabinet.








Hermione bit her lower lip and shook her head, saying she didn't know, because this was clearly beyond the scope of first graders.





"Then please come out and demonstrate the consequences of drinking the potion out of arrogance, ignorance and pride." Snape smiled maliciously.





Hermione walked out with fear on her face, took the potion with trembling hands, and looked at the other Gryffindor classmates with help in her eyes, but those who were afraid of Snape could only pretend not to see her. Seeing that there was no hope, Hermione could only close her eyes and pour the potion into her mouth.





"Did Malfoy tell Granger what she drank?" Snape asked Malfoy after seeing Hermione drink the potion without leaving a drop.








"The witch's charm potion can make a woman's body more sensitive and stimulate her inner desires, turning a saint into the lowest prostitute." Draco Malfoy smiled proudly. He always disliked Granger, the showy bastard.








"What?" Hermione exclaimed, realizing that the drug had begun to take effect. She put her legs together and rubbed them constantly to relieve the itch in her lower body, but it only made her more unbearable. Hermione took a few steps back, weakly supporting the waist-high desk.









"Malfoy, come up and show you how to use the antidote." When Snape saw that the drug had almost taken effect, he asked Malfoy to come up on stage to demonstrate.










"Yes!" Malfoy walked towards Hermione with a sly smile and ill intentions.









"No~" Hermione pushed him away weakly but to no avail.








Malfoy carried Hermione to the desk and deliberately made her face the crowd so that everyone could see her ugly appearance. He lifted up Hermione's skirt from behind and made her spread her legs wide open on the table.










At this moment, Hermione regretted deeply why she wanted to keep cool by only wearing a thin shirt and a short skirt (the Hogwarts uniform is an open robe, and one can freely match clothes inside).










"Tsk! It's all wet. You really deserve to be the most slutty Granger in the school." Malfoy sneered and rubbed his hands through the already soaked underwear.









"No...don't~" Hermione said no, but her white, smooth legs exposed outside were only trembling slightly because of the pleasure, and did not close at all.










Seeing her hypocritical and lewd look, Malfoy sneered and tore off her thin and short panties, exposing her lower body to everyone.













There were gasps in the classroom, and everyone was staring at her naked vagina. The crystal clear vaginal fluid made her lower body as shiny as if it was coated with honey.









Malfoy's fingers nimbly began to thrust in and out of her wet pussy, and with his other hand quickly unbuttoned Hermione's blouse, pulled off her annoying bra, kneaded her breasts, and played with her already erect nipples.











"Um...ah...ah...don't do that..." Hermione moaned coquettishly. She could feel the eyes of everyone in the class staring at her, but she couldn't control herself. Malfoy's hands teased her like magic, bringing her wave after wave of pleasure.











"What? Look at you, you're such a slut, a bitch pretending to be a saint." Malfoy said as he took out his dick and thrust it hard into Hermione's pussy.










"Fuck! It's so tight." Malfoy started to do it excitedly.








"Ah...ah...please go slower..." Hermione was penetrated to multiple orgasms. Her body, which had become more sensitive due to the potion, felt numb as if an electric current passed through it under Malfoy's touch.










But Malfoy was not a man who was gentle with women. On the contrary, he became even more excited by the tearful and pleading look in Hermione's eyes. He increased the speed of his thrusts, and after a while, he ejaculated with a muffled groan because of his young age.







Hermione fell on the desk, gasping for breath, and breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was over. However, she did not expect that at Snape's signal, the Slytherin boys came up one by one, claiming to give her the antidote but actually gang-raping her.







"No...no more...that's enough...ah..." Hermione cried but no one paid any attention. Even the boys from Gryffindor were jealous and took out their dicks to masturbate. Some girls were also infected by Hermione's lewd look and secretly put their hands under her skirt to masturbate.





When it was Clarke and Goyle's turn, it turned out that these two usually stupid people were gifted. Not only were their dicks particularly big, but they were also more powerful and lasting than others. Clarke fucked Hermione like a bitch from behind, deliberately making "puff, puff" sounds to make Hermione even more embarrassed and ashamed.






Goyle was not to be outdone. He held Hermione's head and fucked her mouth hard. Hermione could only whimper. Malfoy, who had taken a break, played with her breasts roughly and kneaded her clitoris with one hand, making Hermione moan even louder.







When all the Slytherin boys had played with Hermione, she was already lying in a pool of white liquid. Snape gave extra points to all the Slytherin boys and then let everyone leave the get out of class.







"Miss Granger, Gryffindor will deduct 10 points for your lewdness and... for dirtying the classroom floor." Snape said to Hermione in a vicious tone.







Hermione had no strength to respond, she was still immersed in the afterglow of the climax and unable to extricate herself.









When they walked out of the classroom, all the Slytherin students looked very proud, but the Gryffindor boys were all unsatisfied and glared at the Slytherins, imagining themselves fucking Granger hard.
Harry Potter (3) Groaning in Transfiguration



Professor McGonagall has worked at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for many years. She is a well-known old spinster. She is usually strict and clear about rewards and punishments. But few people know how much she hates young and beautiful female students. Maybe she envy their youth or maybe she is jealous of their beauty. Professor McGonagall will use her power as a professor to teach these little bitches a lesson without leaving any trace.




Among this year's freshmen, the first person Professor McGonagall targeted was Hermione. Granger, her appearance is unmatched in the first grade. At the opening banquet, her pure appearance revealed her inner lewdness.





snort! She is so slutty at such a young age, as lewd as a bitch, shaking her ass to beg people to fuck her, you can't tell that she is a virgin at all. Professor McGonagall thought angrily. She had been annoyed with Granger for a long time because she attracted all the men's attention. If it hadn't been the beginning of the new semester and it wasn't easy to be too obvious, she would have taught that little slut a severe lesson.




However, it has been a month since the start of the school year, and she has a certain understanding of Hermione. Although she usually looks arrogant and difficult to get along with, she is a serious and self-disciplined person. You can't tell that her body is sensitive or lustful at all, but her diligence in study can be used to her advantage.




The content of the Transfiguration class that day was how to transform into a model that was exactly the same as the genital model on the podium. There was a boy and a girl in a group. Under the arrangement of Professor McGonagall, Hermione and Neville were assigned to the same group.





After several attempts, Hermione successfully transformed into a female sexual organ, while Neville was busy sweating but still couldn't turn the wooden stick used for transformation into the shape of a penis. Hermione tried hard to help him, but in the end she only made the wooden stick a little smoother, but it was still much thicker than the penis used for display.





"Now we will have a group test. Each group will test their completed works against each other. As long as both people reach orgasm, they will pass. If one person fails, the group will get zero points." Professor McGonagall said. She glanced at Neville's work and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.






Hermione gasped. It was not that she disliked Neville, but what Neville turned out was just a rough wooden stick, and it was thicker than her arm. She looked at the other students around her helplessly who had already started the test. Even Neville had been made to ejaculate by the perfect vagina she had turned out.





"Miss Granger, is there a problem?" Professor McGonagall walked up to her because she was the only one left in the class who hadn't started yet.





"Ah! I'm sorry, but this is..." Hermione held the wooden stick, at a loss.







"If you don't start, I'll give you zero points."







"Oh, no, I'll start right away." Hermione was trying to take off her panties in a hurry. Threatening her with scores was more effective than anything else.
"I think you need a little help." Professor McGonagall flicked her wand, and Hermione's clothes disappeared without a trace. Originally, Hermione just wanted to take off her underwear like other girls, but now Professor McGonagall made her completely naked.





"Ah~" Hermione couldn't help but exclaim and quickly covered her private parts. Her shout attracted the attention of other students who had already finished the test.







"Don't you want to get zero points before you kneel down on the table?" Upon hearing the zero point, Hermione immediately crawled onto the table and knelt down on all fours.




"Lift your butt higher." Bang! Bang! Professor McGonagall slapped her buttocks twice, making a loud sound, which made Hermione lower her head and raise her buttocks in shame.





Professor McGonagall picked up Neville's wooden stick and rubbed it on Hermione's labia. The thick wooden stick rubbed the pink pistil, and occasionally probed into the small hole, making Hermione's vagina open and close constantly. The sparkling vaginal fluid slowly flowed out along the stick, gradually soaking the wooden stick.







"It's wet so quickly. It's soaked all down there." Professor McGonagall deliberately said in a voice that the whole class could hear.






"No..." Hermione weakly defended herself. She had to admit that her lustful body was shamelessly leaking out love juice. After the last Potions class, she was horrified to find that the witch's charm potion had no antidote. After being fucked by Malfoy, except that she no longer felt horny, her body was still sensitive. Because of this, when she wore tight pants, she would feel pleasure from the friction and her underwear was often soaked.






"Ah!" Taking advantage of Hermione's inattention, Professor McGonagall thrust the wooden stick into her already wet pussy.






"No...no...ah...ah..." The rough surface of the wooden stick rubbed against the flesh wall, bringing wave after wave of pleasure to the sensitive body.







"Hmm...ah...no...please...slow down...ah...ah..." The wooden stick penetrated into the vagina mercilessly again and again, almost reaching the entrance of the uterus.









Hermione's body was swaying back and forth, and her breasts were shaking with the movement. When Professor McGonagall saw this, she grabbed one of her breasts with her free hand, pinched the nipple with her remaining fingernails, and kneaded, pulled and played with it.






"Ah...ah...I'm coming...ahhh..." Soon Hermione was brought to orgasm by the intense stimulation.






"Okay, you passed the test." Professor McGonagall pulled out the rod and let the love juice flow down Hermione's thighs.






Hermione was helped off the table by Neville, her whole body limp. She felt that other classmates were looking at her with discriminatory eyes. The girls were whispering together and looking at her with contempt. She could only close her eyes and gasp in shame.





When she came to her senses, the get out of class was over and the next class was Charms.







"Miss Granger, why are you not wearing any clothes?" Professor Flitwick saw a snow-white naked body as soon as he came in, with her chest rising and falling with her breathing.





The whole class burst into laughter. Hermione's face turned red and she shrank back to cover it up, but she couldn't stop her beauty from leaking out.





"Then let Miss Granger come on stage and demonstrate."





There was no other way, Hermione had to bite the bullet and go on stage. Along the way, people took the opportunity to take advantage of her from time to time.






Following the professor's instructions, she went up to the desk and opened her legs into an M shape. Her vagina was soaked in vaginal fluid and was still shining. She had to endure the stares of her classmates. Unconsciously, her vaginal fluid began to overflow again.








"Today's class, we are going to learn the spell "Twist and Thrust". It happens to be connected to your Transfiguration class, so please let Mr. Longbottom try it!"





Neville walked up to the stage nervously, holding his work from the previous class. Following Professor Flitwick's instructions, he inserted the rod into Hermione's vagina, making her moan.






"Now repeat after me, 'rotate, thrust.'" Professor Flitwick demonstrated the correct movements, and the rod began to rotate in and out of the vagina in a rhythmic motion.






"Spin...spin...push...push in and out..." Neville was so nervous that not only did he make mistakes in his movements, but he also got the spell wrong. As a result, the wooden stick was spinning violently at an astonishing speed and hitting the vagina.






"Ah...ah...no..." The honey hole was hit hard, and the flesh was scratched. The intense pleasure made Hermione almost roll her eyes.








"No... I can't... um... please... ah..." As classmates practiced on her one after another, making her feel both pleasurable and painful, her pussy was slightly open under the strain and couldn't close for a while. Ron, who never liked Hermione, deliberately made mistakes and tried several times. By the time get out of class was over, Hermione's legs could hardly close.