A lot of people were doing this. If I didn't look at him, people would be suspicious instead.
Once again, his little appearance melted me.
Was this really the kind of heavenly looks a child could have?
I was losing my mind again.
I wanted to call him baby and have Mommy give him a hug!
There must have been plenty of girls who felt the same way. I could practically see stars in Hannah's eyes.
"If Harry Potter won't come to Hufflepuff, his little brother can come instead! I can give him all the candy my mom bought me!"
Hannah said dreamily.
I wanted to mock her for being so obsessed with looks.
But I couldn't help saying, "He's so adorable. It'd be great if I could hug him. Baby Darren, Mommy loves you!"
"Ah! Polly, why are you calling him baby? You want to be his mother too?"
Hannah looked at me in shock.
I grinned. "Don't you think a child as tiny as him really makes your maternal instincts overflow?"
"But, but you're a child too!"
"No, I don't care. I want to be his mother!"
Hannah's little round face stared at me blankly.
I gave her cheeks a fierce squeeze.
That was what I really wanted to do to Darren Potter, but I couldn't do that right now, so I could only pinch Hannah's cheeks instead.
By that logic, I had pinched a transmigrator's face! Honestly speaking.
I had only lost control for a little while.
I had been holding it in for too long.
Besides, I was far too excited. I needed an outlet.
Hannah perfectly bore the brunt of my excitement.
By the time I finally calmed down, Hannah was nearly crying from being manhandled by me.
Thankfully, she had a good temper and