Harry Potter

Harry Potter (1) The Lewd Opening Ceremony
Everyone followed Professor McGonagall along the stone floor. Hermione heard

the buzzing of hundreds of people coming from the door on the right; the students from the other classes must have already arrived—but Professor McGonagall

led to a small, empty room at the other end of the hall. They rushed in,

jostling and crammed together, nervously scrutinizing everything around them.
"Welcome to Hogwarts," said Professor McGonagall. "The inaugural feast is about to

begin, but before you take your seats in the dining hall, you must first

determine which house you will be joining. Sort is a very important ceremony, because

during your time at Hogwarts, your house will be like your home. You will

attend classes with your fellow students, live in your house dormitories, and spend your free time together in your house's common rooms."
"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 , your excellent performance will earn points for your house, while any misconduct will

deduct points. At the end of the year, the house with the highest score will receive the House Cup, a great honor.
I hope that whichever house you are sorted into, you will 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 yourselves up and look your

best ."
Everyone whispered nervously, discussing how to be sorted. Hermione muttered incantations, rapidly

reciting the spells she had learned, hoping they would come in handy.
Finally, led by Professor McGonagall, they entered the luxurious dining room. A four-legged

stool was placed before four long tables, each bearing a wizard's hat. They would be performing the Sorting Ceremony in front of the entire school.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief upon learning that all she had to do was wear the hat.
She quietly observed the other students being sorted. As she expected, the call to Harry Potter's name caused

a stir , but what struck her as odd was that the roll call wasn't alphabetical. Even more strangely, almost all the boys

had been sorted, yet no girl had been called.
Finally, the boys were sorted, and it was the girls' turn. When Hermione's name was called first, she paused

for a moment, then quickly recovered, stepped forward, sat on the stool, and picked up the hat to put it on.
"Oh, wait! Cute little girl, the girls' Sorting is a little different," the Sorting Hat's voice

came from above.
"What should I do?" Hermione asked, puzzled, as she took off her hat. She then noticed its shape had changed;

the pointed top of the wizard's hat had become a thick, long, black rod, about the thickness of Hermione's arm.
"Oh, it's simple, child. Just sit on it and insert me into your little hole down there." The Sorting

Hat moved the thick, hard, rod-like object on its head.
"What?" Hermione exclaimed. Although she was young, her eagerness to learn made her understand what it meant, and

she began to feel hesitant.
"Darling, don't be afraid, it won't hurt. I'm a magical hat."
While Hermione was still hesitating, four older boys approached her. They were prefects from four different

houses . One of the boys unhesitatingly lifted Hermione's robe and pulled off her pure white lace panties.
Another boy lifted her from behind and, before she could react, inserted the Sorting Hat.
"Ah~" As the penis broke through her hymen, a tingling sensation spread from her lower body. It

felt as comfortable as touching her clitoris while showering—no, even more comfortable.
She was still marveling at how amazing it was that it didn't hurt the first time when the penis began to thrust rapidly.
"Hmm...ah...ah...no...no..." The unprecedented pleasure made her moan uncontrollably.
Two boys spread Hermione's snow-white legs wide apart, allowing those below a clear view
of her private parts. Sparse brown pubic hair covered her pink labia, while her delicate petals

were violated by thick, hard black penises.
Hermione's robe and bra were stripped off, leaving her completely naked before everyone. At only 11 years old, her figure was already

well-developed, her breasts already shapely. Even as her clothes were removed, a heated

discussion erupted around her. The male students stared at her intently, and the female students, unashamed,

enthusiastically commented on her figure.
"No...don't look...um...ah...ah..." Hermione tried to cover her naked body in shame, but her hands

were firmly held behind her back. Completely exposed to the entire school, she felt even more

pleasure and excitement.
"Tsk tsk! So tight, youth is different. It's been so long since I've encountered such a sensitive little hole~ so wet and

tight," the Sorting Hat exclaimed. '
That perverted old man!' Hermione cursed inwardly.
'I'm a magic hat, you know exactly what you're thinking,' the Sorting Hat's voice

echoed in Hermione's mind.
As if in retaliation, the Sorting Stick rotated and thrust harder, slamming into Hermione's sensitive

spots again and again.
"No...please...don't go so fast...um...ah..." The intense pleasure made Hermione let out lewd

cries , her originally cute and pretty face tinged with a seductive allure.
Finally, Hermione reached her climax, her body convulsing before she collapsed weakly onto the boy behind her.
"Mmm~ What a slutty and wanton body, getting so excited even when people are watching, Gryffindor it is!"
Hermione was too weak to care about the humiliation of the Sorting Hat. She was carried back to the Gryffindor

dining table by the Gryffindor prefect, where the students cheered enthusiastically. The boys all had erections, their eyes lewdly

fixed on the still naked Hermione.
After she was placed in her seat, the boys nearby couldn't resist any longer and pounced on her, fucking her hard.
"Damn, I've never seen such a slutty virgin, fuck! So tight, so wet, she's fucking slutty."

The boy let out a deep breath, and soon he was cummed by Hermione's tight pussy.
Another one immediately took his place, Hermione's weak resistance was useless, it only excited these

lecherous men even more.
Hermione's lewd moans, along with the groans of the girls still sorting things out on the other side, brought the banquet to its climax.

Even when Dumbledore gave his speech, no one paid him any attention. Thus, Hermione's first day at Hermione's school was spent in debauchery.
Harry Potter (2) Passionate Potions Class
Several weeks into the school year, Hermione had become quite accustomed to school life. Walking

down the corridor, only she and Harry Potter would be pointed at and whispered about. However,

when Hermione heard words like "lewd" or "vulgar," she paid no attention to them. Instead, she raised her head even more proudly because

she knew that those people were just jealous of her good grades and her constant extra points in class.
That day in Potions class, Hermione was as confident as ever, ready to answer the professor's questions. When Professor Snape posed a question

that seemed to be designed to provoke her, 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 a bottle of pink potion, shimmering with a mesmerizing glow, from the cabinet.
Hermione bit her lower lip and shook her head, saying she didn't know, as it was clearly beyond the scope of a first-year student.
"Then please come out and demonstrate the consequences of drinking this potion out of arrogance, ignorance, and pride." Snape

revealed a malicious smile.
Hermione walked out with fear on her face, her trembling hand taking the potion. She looked at the other Gryffindor

students with pleading eyes, but the others, fearing Snape, pretended not to see her. Seeing no hope, Hermione could only close her eyes and

drink the potion.
"Malfoy, tell Granger what she drank," Snape

asked .
"A witch's potion. It makes a woman's body more sensitive and arouses her inner desires,

turning a saint into the lowest prostitute," Draco Malfoy said smugly. He had always disliked Granger, that show-off

Muggle.
"What?" Hermione exclaimed, realizing the drug was already taking effect. She pressed her legs together, rubbing them together

to relieve the itching in her lower body, but this only made her more unbearable. Hermione took a few steps back,

weakly supporting herself on the waist-high lectern.
"Malfoy, come up and demonstrate how to counteract the drug," Snape said, calling Malfoy to the stage to

demonstrate after the drug had taken effect.
"Yes!" Malfoy grinned wickedly and approached Hermione with ill intent.
"No~" Hermione weakly pushed him away, but to no avail.
Malfoy lifted Hermione onto the lectern, deliberately positioning her to face the class so everyone could see her disgraceful state. He then yanked her skirt from

behind forcing her legs wide open onto the desk.
Hermione immediately regretted her choice to wear only a thin shirt and skirt (Hogwarts

uniforms are open robes, allowing for layering underneath).
"Tch! All wet, no wonder you're the most lewd Granger in the whole school," Malfoy sneered, his

hand kneading her already soaked panties.
"No...no~" Hermione cried, but her smooth, exposed legs

trembled slightly from pleasure, not closing at all.
Malfoy sneered at her hypocritical lewdness, ripping off her thin, short panties, exposing

her genitals to everyone.
Gasps filled the classroom as everyone stared intently at her naked vulva, glistening with

honey-like fluid.
Malfoy's fingers deftly began thrusting in and out of her wet, glistening vagina, while his other hand quickly unbuttoned Hermione

's blouse, ripped off her bra, and began kneading her breasts, playing with her already erect nipples

.
"Mmm...ah...ah...don't do this..." Hermione let out a seductive moan. She could feel

everyone staring at her with burning desire, but she couldn't control herself. Malfoy's hands seemed to have a magical power,

teasing her and bringing her wave after wave of pleasure.
"Don't do what? Look at you, you slut, a whore pretending to be a saint." Malfoy said as he pulled out his

penis and thrust it hard into Hermione's vagina.
"Damn! So tight." Malfoy excitedly fucked her.
"Ah...mmm...please go slower..." Hermione was brought to orgasm after orgasm, her body, made

even more as if an electric current was passing through it under Malfoy's touch.
Malfoy, far from being a chivalrous man, was instead aroused by Hermione's tearful, pleading expression,

increasing his thrusting speed. He ejaculated quickly, letting out a muffled groan due to his youth.
Hermione collapsed onto the lectern, panting, relieved that it was over. However, at Snape's

signal in reality, to rape her.
"No…no more…enough…ah…" Hermione cried out, but no one paid her any attention. Even the Gryffindor

boys their eyes red with desire, pulled out their penises and masturbated. Some girls, infected by Hermione's lewd behavior, secretly

slipped their hands under their skirts to masturbate.
When it was Clare and Goyle's turn, the usually dull-witted pair surprisingly displayed extraordinary talent. Not only were their penises

exceptionally large, but they were also more powerful and enduring than the others. Clare, from behind, fucked Hermione like a bitch,

deliberately making "plop, plop" sounds to further humiliate and shame her.
Goyle, not to be outdone, grabbed Hermione's head and thrust into her mouth. Hermione could only sob and cry.
Malfoy, who had been resting, roughly played with her breasts while kneading her clitoris, making Hermione moan
even louder.
After all the Slytherin boys had their turn with Hermione, she lay in a pool of semen. Snape,

after awarding points to all the Slytherin boys, dismissed them.
"Miss Granger, for your lewdness and... soiling the classroom floor, Gryffindor loses 10 points,"
Snape said cruelly to Hermione.
Hermione had no strength to respond; she was still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm.
As they left the classroom, all the Slytherin students looked smug, while the Gryffindor boys,

each unsatisfied, glared at the Slytherins, imagining themselves fucking Granger.
Harry Potter (3) The Groans of the Transfiguration Class
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, but few people know how much she hates young and beautiful female students. Perhaps she

envies their youth, or perhaps she is jealous of their beauty. Professor McGonagall will use her professorial

power to teach these little bitches a lesson without leaving a trace.
Of the freshmen this year, Professor McGonagall's first target was Hermione. Granger was stunningly beautiful,

her looks unmatched among the first-years. At the opening banquet, her innocent appearance

betrayed a lewd nature.
"Hmph! So young, yet so shameless, acting like a bitch, begging to be fucked

, completely unrecognizable as a virgin," Professor McGonagall thought resentfully. She

had long been annoyed by Granger's ability to seduce all the men, and if it weren't for the fact that it was the beginning of the semester and she couldn't be too obvious, she would have taught that little slut a lesson long ago

.
However, now that a month of school had passed, she had a better understanding of Hermione. Although she

usually appeared arrogant and unapproachable, she was a serious and self-disciplined person, completely concealing her physical sensuality.

But her diligence in her studies was something she could exploit.
That day, the Transfiguration class focused on how to create a model that perfectly matched the genital model on the stage. Students

were paired up, one boy and one girl. Professor McGonagall assigned Hermione and Neville to the same group.
After several attempts, Hermione successfully created a female genital model, while Neville, sweating profusely,

could transform the wooden stick into a penis. Hermione tried her best to help him, but could only make the stick

slightly smoother; it was still much thicker than the penis used for the demonstration.
"Now we'll have a group test. Each group will try their creations on each other. If both members reach

orgasm , the group passes. If even one member fails, the group gets zero," Professor McGonagall said,

glancing at Neville's work with a slight smile.
Hermione gasped. It wasn't that she disliked Neville, but what he had created was still just a

rough wooden stick, thicker than her arm. She looked helplessly at the other students who had already

started their tests, and Neville had even ejaculated after being aroused by her perfectly created vulva.
"Miss Granger, is there a problem?" Professor McGonagall approached her, as she was

the only one left in the class who hadn't started.
"Ah! I'm sorry, but this is..." Hermione held the wooden stick, at a loss.
"If you don't start soon, I'll have to give you a zero."
"Oh, no~ I'll start right away." Hermione frantically tried to take off her underwear; threatening her with a lower score

was more effective than anything else.
"I think you need a little help." Professor McGonagall lightly tapped her wand, and Hermione's clothes vanished without a trace.

Originally, Hermione only wanted to take off her underwear like the other girls, but now Professor McGonagall had made her completely

naked .
"Ah~" Hermione couldn't help but exclaim, quickly covering her private parts. Her cry attracted the attention of

the other students who had already finished the test.
"Get down on the table and kneel down, do you want a zero?" Hearing "zero," Hermione immediately crawled onto the table and

knelt on all fours.
"Lift your butt up a bit." *Smack! Smack!* Professor McGonagall slapped her buttocks twice, making a loud sound,

causing Hermione to lower her head in shame and lift her buttocks.
Professor McGonagall picked up Neville's wooden stick and rubbed it against Hermione's labia. The thick wooden stick rubbed against her pink

clitoris, occasionally probing slightly into her vagina, causing Hermione's vaginal opening to open and close repeatedly. Glistening lustful

fluid slowly flowed out, gradually soaking the wooden stick.
"So wet already, you're all wet down there," Professor McGonagall said deliberately in

a voice that .
"No..." Hermione weakly protested. She had to admit that her wanton body was shamelessly

flowing with lustful fluid. After the last Potions class, she was horrified to discover that the witch's potion was incurable.

After being with Malfoy, apart from not being constantly aroused, the effect of her body's sensitivity was continuous. Because of this,

when she wore tight pants, she would experience pleasure due to friction, and her underwear was often soaked.
"Ah!" Taking advantage of Hermione's distraction, Professor McGonagall thrust the wooden stick hard into her already soaking wet cunt.
"No...no...um...ah..." The rough surface of the stick rubbed against the flesh, bringing

wave after wave of pleasure to her sensitive body.
"Um...um...no...please...slower...ah...ah..." The stick

relentlessly , almost reaching her cervix.
Hermione's body swayed back and forth as she was fucked, her breasts bobbing with the movements.

Seeing this used her free hand to grasp one of her breasts, pinching, kneading, and pulling at the nipple with her long fingernails.
"Ah...ah...I'm going to come...um...ah..." Hermione quickly reached orgasm from the intense stimulation.
"Alright, you passed the test." Professor McGonagall pulled the stick out, letting the vaginal fluid flow

down .
Hermione, limp and exhausted, was helped off the table by Neville. She felt the other students looking at her with lewd eyes,

the girls whispering amongst themselves, their gazes filled with disdain. She could only close her eyes in shame, panting.
When she came to her senses, class was over, and the next class was Charms.
"Miss Granger, why aren't you dressed?" Professor Flitwick entered and saw a snow-white

body completely naked, her breasts rising and falling with her breath.
The whole class burst into laughter. Hermione blushed and tried to cover herself, but couldn't hide her exposed body.
"Then, Miss Granger, please come up and demonstrate."
With no other choice, Hermione reluctantly went up to the stage. Along the way, people took the opportunity to grope and grab her

.
Following the professor's instructions, she climbed onto the lectern, spreading her legs in an M-shape. Her vulva, soaked with her own fluids, glistened.

She also had to endure the lewd stares of her classmates, and unconsciously, her lustful fluids began to overflow again.
"Today's lesson is about the spell 'Rotate, Thrust,' which is right after your last

Transfiguration lesson, so Mr. Longbottom, please give it a try!"
Neville, holding his work from the last lesson, nervously walked up to the stage and, following Professor Flitwick's instructions, inserted Nanbangguo

into Hermione's vagina, causing her to let out a muffled groan.
"Now repeat after me, 'Rotate, Thrust,'" Professor Flitwick demonstrated the correct movements, and Nanbangguo began to

rhythmically rotate in and out of her vagina.
"Rotate...rotate...thrust...thrust..." Neville was so nervous that not only were his movements wrong, but even the spell was incorrect,

resulting in the wooden stick violently rotating and pounding into her vagina at an astonishing speed.
"Ah...ah...no..." Her vagina was being forcefully pounded, her sensitive flesh being scratched, and the intense pleasure made Hermione's eyes

almost roll back.
"No...I can't...um...please...ah..." As one classmate after another performed

the exercises , she experienced both pleasure and pain. Her vagina, unable to bear the strain, gaped open, unable to close for a moment

. Rong En, who had always disliked Miao Li, deliberately made a mistake, trying several times until Miao Li's legs could barely close after class.
To make matters worse, as soon as she left the classroom, Fei Qi punished her with community service for public indecent assault (completely naked) and soiling the corridor (vaginal
fluids flowing all over the floor).

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