Draco looked down at her hand, pressed it down with a mischievous grin, and said, "Honey, do you want to feel my pectoral muscles?"
Hermione recoiled as if burned, her cheeks flushing red. "Who, who wants to feel your pectoral muscles! I just wanted to make sure you really didn't disappear!"
Draco chuckled.
Hermione quickly realized what was going on. "Don't try to fool me. Were you spacing out just now because you went to ask your Treasure Chest for help?"
" Miss Granger, at this moment you should be a little silly and praise your husband as a super genius."
"Don't praise too much, as it can easily make people complacent."
"I don't know how, and I don't care if people praise me."
"But I'm not just anyone, I'm your wife. When I praise you, it's easier for you to get carried away than when others do. So I can't praise you too much."
Draco said helplessly, "Fine."
Hermione seemed to understand something and asked, "You learned your ability to make things Intangibility from the Treasure Chest, too?"
Would you believe me if I said no?
"I don't believe it. You're so lazy, always looking for shortcuts, why would you think of developing a skill? But... it's obvious you just learned the Intangibility skill. Even with the help of the Treasure Chest, learning takes time, but the fact that you learned it in such a short time is enough to prove your exceptional talent."
Draco scratched his head and chuckled twice, "Hehe."
He thought to himself that he didn't really have any talent, it was all shortcuts. But he didn't say it out loud, because he needed to maintain his eccentric persona to keep his wife captivated.
"Can you teach me this?" Hermione asked, half-provoking her.
"Of course I can," Draco said confidently. "You said I've understood it, so how could I not teach it? Do you want to learn?"
Hermione nodded.
"If you want to learn... it's not impossible."
Hermione thought he would say, "If you want to learn, I'll teach you," but when she heard him say that, Hermione knew he was going to make demands again.
Hermione said helplessly, "I'm your wife, why are you always making demands of me?"
Draco chuckled slyly, "Haven't we been intimate in a while?"
Hermione looked at him warily. "What do you want?"
"Why ask that kind of question again?"
"You scoundrel..." Hermione understood instantly.
"If it involves harassment, I won't study it."
"To act like a hooligan in public, how could that be possible?"
"So what exactly do you want to do?"
"My lips are a little dry..." Draco pursed his lips.
Hermione blushed, pretending not to understand. "Your mouth is dry, so drink some water."
"There's no water here..." Draco shrugged.
"Your Treasure Chest doesn't have everything, does it?"
"Alright, it seems Miss Granger isn't being sincere enough."
Hermione hesitated for a moment, then lowered her voice. "Teach them first... we can talk about the rest later. There are too many people here..."
"Let's find a secluded place."
Draco teleported with Hermione to the base of a huge, living oak tree, its canopy casting a cool shade.
Draco's initiative only made Hermione more awkward.
Draco looked around and said with satisfaction:
"This is a good spot; it's cool and quiet here since no one's around."
Hermione whispered, "It's not good to be alone."
Why?
"I'm afraid you have ulterior motives..."
Draco laughed, extending his hands like wolf claws towards Hermione:
"I hadn't even thought of it until you mentioned it."
Hermione cooperated by crossing her arms in front of her chest, looking wary. "Don't do anything rash, I know magic."
Draco quipped, "Oh, a witch? That's even better, I just happen to like witches."
Draco suddenly wrapped his arms around Hermione's waist, pressing them close together. Hermione tilted her head back to avoid him, but Draco freed one hand to pull her head back. This time, Hermione didn't struggle; instead, she stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, and gave him a passionate kiss.
The sudden action startled Draco. Hermione smiled and said, " Mr. Malfoy, it's time to keep your promise..."
Draco, regaining his composure, licked his lips and said, "I can teach you, but I haven't tasted it yet. Can we do it again...?"
"No, Mr. Malfoy..."
Hermione's smile grew even more sly.
"It has to work." With that, Draco launched his attack, kissing Hermione's lips. Hermione was caught off guard at first, but after a brief moment of surprise, she gradually responded.
There was no intense, passionate entanglement; they simply felt the touch of their lips together before separating a few seconds later.
Draco licked his lips again and commented, " Miss Granger's little mouth is so beautiful, soft, and sweet."
"Get lost, is this something to be evaluated?"
"I was just expressing my true feelings..."
"This is the second time, you owe me one..."
"Alright, alright, I owe you one," Draco agreed. "So, how did that kiss feel?"
Hermione's cheeks flushed, and she mumbled:
"I don't feel anything special..."
"Then the kissing time must not have been long enough."
Draco made a move to lean in closer again.
Hermione quickly pushed him away, saying, "No!"
"Then tell me quickly..." Draco persisted.
"Why do you always like to make such pointless comments?" Hermione, unable to resist Draco's persistent questioning, could only half-heartedly reply, "Just lukewarm, that's all."
"Well, it seems we haven't been kissing enough. We'll have to kiss more often in the future," Draco remarked.
Hermione didn't argue, but just whispered, "We can't do it anytime, anywhere. It would be so bad if others saw it..."
"Didn't you say you shouldn't arouse other people's jealousy?"
Hermione retorted, echoing Draco's earlier words.
"That seems to be true." Draco nodded. "Then I'll have to be more careful about deserted places like this in the future..."
"Alright, hurry up and teach me Intangibility, or I won't let you kiss me anymore..." Hermione interrupted him, because if Draco continued, who knows what other inappropriate things he might say.
"Okay, I'll teach you right away." Draco began teaching Hermione how to Intangibility; the skills derived from this were naturally easy to learn as well.
So Hermione learned very quickly and soon became able to make her body transparent, almost indistinguishable from invisibility.
But Hermione had only taken one step forward when her figure reappeared. "Huh? Can't I move after Intangibility?"
"Being able to withstand attacks is already formidable; if one can also move freely, then one is truly almost invincible."
Hermione thought about it carefully and also felt it made sense.
She suddenly remembered what happened outside the exam hall and asked, "When you Intangibility the crowd of onlookers just now, did you already input the campus map into your Treasure Chest?"
"My wife is so smart..."
"Your Treasure Chest is the most overpowered bug ever, okay?" Hermione retorted.
"There's nothing I can do; I'm destined for greatness. But it's only natural for a chosen one to be paired with a chosen one, isn't it?"
Hermione's lips curled into a slight smile, "What 'chosen one' and 'chosen one'? That's too exaggerated..."
"By the way, the answers on your test paper..."
Hermione then thought of the exam papers.
"Let's talk about this while we eat."