"Your woman, your magic?"
Hermione did not quite understand. After all, she was only eighteen—an accelerated eighteen at that—and had absolutely no experience in certain matters.
Andrew smiled and said, "Think about the process, and you'll know how the magic entered her body."
"The process?"
Hermione blinked, then her entire face turned red. Was this really something she was allowed to hear?
Hermione was undoubtedly a genius. With her sharp mind, she quickly figured out the whole process, as well as how to rapidly master the Director of S.W.O.R.D. Transformation Technique.
Simply put, she had to become the Director of S.W.O.R.D.'s woman. That way, she would have the Director of S.W.O.R.D.'s magic within her body, and then she could transplant the genes...
Uh, no, there was no need to transplant genes. She could directly use the Director of S.W.O.R.D.'s magic to perform the transformation technique. Not only would it be easy and simple, it could also strengthen her body.
No wonder the Director of S.W.O.R.D. had not told her. No wonder he said she would not use this method. Remembering how confidently she had assured herself that she could definitely learn it, Hermione wished she could crawl into a crack in the ground. It was too embarrassing.
Hermione did not dare look at Andrew at all. Seeing the "red apple" before him, Andrew secretly laughed and took several photos with his phone.
"Don't take pictures."
Hermione noticed Andrew's actions and was both embarrassed and angry. Andrew laughed loudly and said, "If you really want to take advantage of me, I can't say I wouldn't consider it. Hey, don't hit me."
"Don't ever mention this again."
Hermione said indignantly. Andrew shrugged. He would not mention it again, because there was no need. A seed had already been planted in Hermione's heart.