Hogwarts Melon Eater

Oh, Belinda.

Anna smiled in return, Belinda looked awkward like a small sparrow, but cuteness prevailed.

Let Anna refresh her knowledge of Slytherin Academy again in her third week at Hogwarts.

He is arrogant, vicious and gossip. He often talks about pedigree. When introducing himself, he will introduce his family background along the way. He knows a lot. Even office murder is a topic after dinner.

It's very real, naive, and quite cute, so you can't kill everyone with one stick, saying that Slytherin's students are all villains.

Although Slytherin House did have a Dark Lord and several Death Eaters, more Slytherin students chose to become office workers, party lovers, Gringotts staff, researchers or businessmen at the Ministry of Magic. .

Besides, a child of this age, no matter which college they belong to, is a blank sheet of paper and extremely malleable.

The Sorting Hat cannot determine the future of children.

Anna stared at Belinda, the smile on her face gradually turned into an aunt's smile, making Belinda inexplicably uncomfortable.

"What's so funny?" Belinda frowned. "Your smile is as ugly as the silly baboon's embarrassed smile when he slipped on a banana peel."

Anna felt that Belinda's 'Venom' jetting skills had to be strangled in the cradle before they were fully practiced.

What a beautiful girl, unfortunately she has a long mouth.

Are Slytherin students' mouth poisoning traditional arts? Ana pondered, is the reason the symbol is a snake because the snake sprays venom everywhere?

Maybe Mr. Slytherin's mouth is also very poisonous... The purpose of keeping a pet basilisk is to spray with snake tongue every day and relax.

Am I being poisonous? Anna reflected on herself, it should not be poisonous, not poisonous now, nor will it be poisonous in the future.

Sambadi was silent for a while, looked at Blow, and said again, "I believe that there is something I want in Mr. Slytherin's back room, whether it will bring disaster or not..."

"I want to get it."

This inexplicable persistence made Blow a little uncomfortable. He pulled out a smile, "Then I wish you success, but I don't know more about the secret room."

"Be quiet! Children, be quiet!" Principal Dumbledore once again stood up at Professor McGonagall's "request" after creating the \'food disaster\' to clean up the mess.

After a snap of his fingers, the food on the table and the ground disappeared without a trace, but the food on the little wizard did not show any signs of disappearing. The food people all stared at the principal.

"It's almost time, our welcome dinner is over - let's enjoy a good night!"

The little wizards left the auditorium in groups under the 'bad' gazes of Filch and Mrs. Norris.

Belinda pulled Laanna, "Let's go."

Seeing that Anna hesitated, she frowned, recalling the 'interest' that lit up in Anna's eyes when she heard the Gryffindor Chamber of Secrets.

"Don't tell me, you want to jump into the black lake like a reckless Gryffindor to find some secret room now!" Belinda put her hands on her hips, "you'll be entangled in water plants and your face will turn red and suffocate to death! In the lake!"

Although I know Belinda is concerned, it sounds like a curse too!

Anna scratched her head and glanced at Headmaster Dumbledore who was about to leave, "I won't go, I'm just wondering whether to ask Headmaster Dumbledore some questions..."

Just now, I saw the immobilization spell cast by Principal Dumbledore. It accurately applied to various foods floating in the sky. The accuracy of the magic power was almost max. Recently, Anna has been worrying about the magic power control value that is still a single digit.

"Huh?" Belinda showed a puzzled expression, "Why do you suddenly love learning so much?"

Belinda's doubts made Anna make up her mind, "I've always loved learning," she hurried to Dumbledore with an apron on her arm.

Principal Dumbledore is about to go back to the principal's office to drink a cup of \'bedtime hot tea\', eat a few \'bedtime cockroaches\', and then put on a blindfold and lie down on the comfortable bed.

"Good evening, Headmaster Dumbledore," Dumbledore was stopped by Anna.

"Anna, good evening, did you have a good time at the dinner party?" Dumbledore stroked his white beard and smiled, but he began to ponder the various information he had recently obtained in his head. Maybe... What did she do?

"I'm very happy, Headmaster Dumbledore, especially when the ice cream fell on my head, my head was sober," Anna coughed.

"Hahahaha, the little wizard just wants to stay awake all the time," Dumbledore paused for a second, "So, this sober little wizard, what is the matter with you coming to me?"

Before Anna could speak, Dumbledore added, "I hope that the recent collapse of Misty Hot Springs has nothing to do with you. I kind of hope that I can take some time to soak in the hot springs."

Anna swallowed her saliva and did not change her face, "I know about this... Didn't the Daily Prophet say that it closed down because the misty hot springs were so attractive that the fire dragons were stationed?"

"And the famous reporter of the Evening Prophet Rita Skeeter also published a related report. Ichiro Takeuchi, the heir of Misty Hot Springs, finally persuaded his mother to agree to his marriage with his childhood sweetheart, and is busy returning to Japan to prepare for the wedding..."

"It really has nothing to do with me," Anna nodded sincerely, affirming herself, not knowing whether she was persuading Dumbledore or persuading herself.

"It's a good thing to read more newspapers," Dumbledore nodded with a smile, "but Ms. Skeeter's article lacks something important and cannot be studied in depth."

"She recently published an article about the escape of Sirius Black, the most vicious prisoner of Azkaban. I wonder if you have read it?"

Anna suddenly realized that choosing to chat with Headmaster Dumbledore was a very wrong decision.

"I can't remember exactly, but I know that Ms. Skeeter has distorted some facts to a certain extent..." Anna replied deliberately, "I rarely read what she wrote."

Dumbledore took out a newspaper from the pointed hat on his head, wondering why he put it in that place.

He unfolded the newspaper to show Anna, "Old friend, Sirius Black, we saw him when we visited Azkaban. He collapsed by the wall, looking like he couldn't love him."

Dumbledore pointed to the wanted photo of Sirius in the newspaper. That photo made Sirius quite handsome, with his mouth wide open and roaring, looking like a lion with claws and claws.

"Now he looks better."

Anna smiled and agreed, "Yeah," then kept her smile and fell silent.

"Why don't you come to the headmaster's room for a cup of hot tea? You seem to have something to say," Dumbledore suggested, breaking the silence, "I'm very good at solving problems for little wizards, and there are delicious cockroaches. \'Oh."

Tea in the principal's room...

Although it's not on Anna's "Fifty Things You Must Do at Hogwarts" list~www.NovelMTL.com~, it seems like a good thing to see the paintings of past principals and to look at Phoenix Fox.

Anna nodded, "Okay, Headmaster Dumbledore," as long as you don't look him in the eyes, you should be fine. Forgive this century's greatest white wizard will not use the Pensieve to directly read my memory.

"Let's go, climb the eighth floor and exercise after dinner."

Anna's face changed.

The two climbed up the marble steps in front of the auditorium, "Hogwarts doesn't allow disfiguration," Dumbledore explained, looking at Anna's 'Oh my God, I'm going to climb the eighth floor' with a collapsed expression, " I'd better abide by that rule as well."

"Good evening, Headmaster Dumbledore!" A Gryffindor with meatballs on his head happily ran over to greet him, "The dinner party was fantastic!"

Dumbledore smiled and nodded to the little wizard who greeted him, and the little wizards came running one after another, it seemed that he was very much loved by the little wizards.

"Good evening, Fat Lady," Dumbledore greeted the portrait of Fat Lady when they came to the eighth floor.

The Fat Lady was delighted. "Headmaster Dumbledore! Good evening!" She acted pompously. "Thank you for driving away some terrifying trolls last time, although they went back to beat Barnabas again...it's pathetic," Fat Lady Fanning the small fan in his hand, "But it's not too bad..."

"It's not a good thing to say, um... but Barnabas is still suitable for playing with his ballet troll," the fat lady brought the gorgeous little fan to her mouth, as if she didn't say what she said just now .

Headmaster Dumbledore said nothing, nodded and said goodbye to the fat lady.

It seemed that Barnabas was not very popular. Anna followed behind Dumbledore and walked to the corridor next to her. "Headmaster Dumbledore, does it sound like the Fat Lady doesn't like this Barnabas very much?"