Hogwarts: I got the Holy Father System

Chapter 766 Fanwai – Betsy Greengrass Fanwai!!

The Potter cub is strong.

Betsy had to admit it too.

But she also had to admit that Potter cubs liked to cause trouble.

The first week of school.

He left the Slytherin table with Harry Potter. When she watched Potter cub leave, the whole person was stunned.

Is Potter cub crazy?

Obviously, it wasn’t Kassandra who stopped him! Is he not measured at all?

Betsy frowned and watched Potter’s cub’s movements.

She believed that quite a few people had done so.

Because they all want to know what this guy who blatantly violated the rules of the house wants to do.

As a result, they turned out to be chatting? Of course, they also talked about Potter’s life.

It doesn’t matter if it’s Harry Potter or Darren Potter’s.

Betsy heard the cub say that he had grown up in an orphanage, and only this was the emotion in his heart.

Also.

This guy is so skinny, it’s normal to grow up there.

She suddenly felt that Dumbledore was really useless and had actually lost him.

Then she was called away by the dean.

What the?

Give Potter cubs a drill spell! No way!

It was impossible for her to do so.

She couldn’t do anything either.

But the dean said this, but what he exaggerated and fell, but let her understand something.

The dean also liked that guy.

Also, she has heard that the little cub’s talent in potions is first-class, and the dean cherishes talent, there is no problem.

When the punishment was imposed, she looked at the Potter cub’s dazed and tangled look and almost laughed.

This stinky boy should be punished a little.

Well, this screaming spell still suits him quite well.

Just ten minutes later, she was still distressed.

After everyone left, she quickly helped him up.

Seeing that he was embarrassed and tangled to hide it for himself in front of Cassandra, Betsy felt that there was happiness in her chest.

Only, as she left the Slytherin common room, she saw Byster.

He looked at her like that playfully.

It was obviously a joking expression, but Betsy understood.

Byrd was telling her to either accept his threats and make a feigned play with him, or stay away from the Potter cubs.

Her tricks are not unseen.

It’s just that none of them want to debunk it.

Or, they are giving her a chance to make amends.

Correct.

Oh, yes!

How could she get so close to the Potter cub?

She was a sixteen-year-old witch, she wasn’t a kid like Kassandra, she had to have self-control.

That.

Then that’s it!

Her Betsy is not a child anymore, where in the world is there any love? She turned to leave.

The back is gloomy. This year.

She is very busy.

Busy studying, busy checking the job after graduation.

Until she found the Potter cub again.

It is at the end of the semester.

She was working too hard and needed to come over and take a break. Then Dumbledore was seen sending two Potters in.

The Potter cub was placed on the bed next to her.

She heard Madam Pomfrey’s angry roar: “Drill Heart Curse! Half an hour long drill spell! ”

Look at Potter’s pale, paper-like face.

Betsy buried her face under the covers.

When she showed her head again, Madam Pomfrey was still next to heal the Potter cub.

She poured bottle after bottle of potion into Potter’s cub.

She sighed softly one by one.

Finally, Madam Pomfrey ended those actions, and she fell back to rest.

Betsy then got out of bed and slipped to Potter’s cub’s bedside.

She touched Potter’s cub’s face with her fingers.

Icy cold.

Bloodless.

“Fool, adventure with Harry Potter all day!”

Betsy scolded with a smile.

After the ridiculousness, there was silence again.

What does all this have to do with her?

Potter cub has nothing to do with her Greengrass!

She thought indifferently.

She tried to turn away, but eventually looked back at him.

She looked down and touched his forehead with her lips.

“Be nice to yourself, Harry Potter is not as miserable as you!”

……

The second-grade Potter cub is even more troubled.

On the first day of school, I entered the school infirmary because of the magic riot.

Betsy watched from a distance as everything began and ended.

She silently picked up her cup and clinked glasses with Birdside.

“So, Happy New Year!”

Betsy in seventh grade is busier.

Exams in the final year influence the final future.

She had to get herself through with a high score.

And just when she was trying.

She discovered that the Potter cub had become the heir of Slytherin to the rest of the population.

？？ It’s a funny joke.

Would Slytherin choose such a person as his heir?

Still, the successive petrification incidents caught her attention.

Especially after hearing that Gryffindor Colin watch Harry Potter petrified, she felt even more worried from the bottom of her heart.

So she went to the dean.

When I went, I found Kassandra there.

She stopped at the door of the dean’s office.

Sigh softly.

What right does she have to ask?

What’s more, Potter just went out to calm down.

But why can’t you find him on the table? Betsy informed the professor.

Finally, all the students at Hogwarts moved.

Because she is a prefect, she is able to go out and look for Potter cubs.

When Headmaster Dumbledore found the grass outside the castle.

She was there too.

It’s just that no one noticed her.

She saw Potter’s cub covered in blood being sent away by Professor McGonagall.

After a long silence, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She nodded at Headmaster Dumbledore and left gracefully.

She walked into the Slytherin common room.

“Betsy, what happened to that Potter?”

Byrd seemed to be joking and pitying.

Betsy pursed her lips.

She smiled gracefully: “I have suffered some injuries, but I am still alive.” ”

Oh, yes!

It’s not over if you’re alive.

“Why aren’t you sad at all? Really put it down? ”

Burst looked at her suspiciously.

Betsy pouted, showed an expression of no care, and said with disgust: “What can’t be put down, before I just because he saved me and gave him a little face.”

Don’t say such things in the future, people will think that I have something with him!

I’m different from you, I’m not old cows eating tender grass! ”

Isn’t it just a little boy?

She had long forgotten.

Forget about it.

She can’t even cry with those little girls, where else is there to like?

By the way, you can write to Dad and ask Dad to see if he can use this matter to put a layer of skin on the Ministry of Magic.

Dad should like to do this, right?