Hogwarts wizard nemesis

After that flying lesson, the girls in the class gradually alienated Rosta. They all thought that she hung out with Slytherin people every day, and there were rumors that she was a Gryffindor spy. But even so, Rosta didn't take it seriously. , I still go my own way. net

Joy and Rosta lived in the same dormitory. During dinner that day, she kept complaining to Leon and Dylan.

"You know, Rosta smokes...smoking, my God, a girl who is only eleven years old can actually smoke!"

Only Leon was responding to her, and Dylan was still eating.

Joey saw it, paused slightly, and then complained more passionately, as if he was deliberately reminding someone to talk to him.

"Also, she comes back very late every time, and there is a girl wandering outside alone. I can't imagine that every time I am about to fall asleep, I can hear the fat lady yawning and the door opening creaking. ."

Leon was not surprised by Rosta's behavior.

It was meal time, and there were many Gryffindor students chatting in small groups. Looking up, you can't see the ceiling at a glance. It's like the open air. Today is a starry sky, very beautiful.

This should be the charm of magic.

There were several owls in the sky fluttering their wings and flying back and forth with letters in their mouths. At this time, a fat gray owl came in. It was very conspicuous. Everyone looked at it. It was flying, and suddenly it swooped down and headed towards Lyon's table was coming, getting closer and closer, but it had no tendency to stop at all.

Dylan raised his hand and said happily: "Hi, Alai!"

Everyone in Lyon was stunned. They quickly lowered their heads, and with a swish, the owl chirped a few times, then turned around and flew out after dropping a letter.

Joey said: "Is that your owl?"

The toad named Xixi sat on Dylan's lap. He stopped smiling and said, "Yes, the owl at home, his name is Alai."

Joey was not very happy. She was not such a sensitive girl, but she still felt something about Dylan's changes. "Mr. Dylan, please forgive me for being rude. I feel that you are a little indifferent to me."

Dylan smiled and said, "Really? I treat everyone like this. 网"

Joey was about to say something, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.

The letter fell down like a snowflake. As soon as it touched the ground, a piece was recessed in the middle, resembling a mouth. It seemed that it was a message letter.

Leon said in surprise: "Hey, look."

The students' eyes were attracted.

The letter became angular, and its two horns were like legs. It turned around with difficulty, looking for Dylan's figure, even though it had no eyes.

"Hi, Dylan, my dearest son, how have you been these two weeks? Life at Hogwarts School should be great." The voice was sharp and full of intimacy. There was no doubt that this was A letter from his mother, Mrs. Iverson.

Dylan nodded, a long-lost smile blooming on his cheeks, "Yes, not bad, thank you, Mom."

The letter continued, "That's good, Dylan, study hard and strive to be your best!" After a pause, Dylan responded: "I will, Mom."

It added: "I heard that you and Porter know each other. Dear Mr. Porter, if you are here...", Lyon responded shyly: "I am here, Ms. Iverson."

Xin suddenly turned his head and spoke in an unusually high-pitched tone, "I'm really sorry...Hello, Mr. Potter, thank you so much for taking care of my baby Dylan."

Dylan frowned. Although he knew Mrs. Iverson's character and was very lively and cheerful, there was no need to call him "baby" in public, right?

Speaking of this, all the students were laughing underneath.

Especially Jeff, who had become familiar with Dylan recently. He was sitting far away, with Gryffindor and Hufflepuff students next to him. Then Jeff imitated him. Not to mention, he imitated quite well. .

"Oh, thank you so much for taking care of my baby Dylan!"

The others were trying their best to hold back their smiles.

Leon smiled, rolled his dark green eyes, and joked: "Yes, Ms. Iverson, your baby Dylan is very easy to get along with. He is now my roommate."

At this time, the other students couldn't bear it any longer and started laughing, holding their stomachs and beating the table. 35xs

Joey also lowered his head and laughed softly.

"That's good Potter, please let Dylan bring you to my house next time. My cooking skills are quite good."

Leon nodded, "Okay, Mrs. Iverson, it's a great honor."

The letter actually nodded. Then, it changed the topic and said to Dylan: "By the way, Dylan baby, last time you told your mother that there was a girl at school who was extremely difficult to get along with. She was very self-righteous. You don't get along well with her, do you?"

At this point, the smiles in the audience suddenly stopped, the most obvious one being Joey.

Joey's smile gradually solidified, replaced by a gloomy look.

Dylan was a little panicked, "No...no, Mom, let's not discuss this now."

"Why don't we discuss it again? Didn't you write to say that there is a little girl you know, who has a princess temper, gets angry at every turn, and has no regard for other people's feelings."

Joey's face became increasingly ugly, and she kept restraining herself.

The letter still chattered on.

When he heard the sentence in the letter, "You also said that she was putting on airs and not accepting kindness from anyone," Joey stood up immediately, pursed his firm lips, and stood straight under everyone's gaze. left.

Faintly, a few drops of crystal tears were shed on the ground where Joey walked.

Dylan was in an extremely awkward position and was helpless.

Leon knew that Dylan couldn't leave now, so he immediately got up and chased him out.

Before leaving, Dylan glanced at Leon gratefully, and Leon smiled and shook his head to express his relief.

The vast auditorium fell into silence.

After a few seconds, Demu only realized it later. At this time, his face was covered with oil stains and he was still eating fried chicken. He looked at Jeff and broke the silence first: "Haha, Jeff, you did a great job imitating me!"

Jeff was speechless for a moment.

Everyone began to discuss other things, and no one paid attention to Gryffindor.

Dylan sighed silently, "It's all screwed up..."

Mrs. Iverson said with some self-blame, "Am I too loud? I'm sorry, dear, I just..."

"I understand mom, it's not your fault, it's all my fault." Dylan lowered his head.

After a few seconds, "Child, you asked me in your letter last time about how to get along well with her. Do you remember?"

Dylan slowly raised his head again, "Yes, Mom, but now that everything is screwed up, your method doesn't matter, because she will never pay attention to me again."

Mrs. Iverson chuckled a few times, and Dylan was a little confused, "You...why are you laughing?"

"Child, be yourself."

Dylan frowned, becoming more and more confused, "Sorry, Mom, I don't quite understand."

Mrs. Iverson continued, "Girls are often duplicitous, and the Joy you are talking about, yes, she was born into a noble wizard family, but don't just take everything at face value. It may be that she was born like this. With more pressure, Dylan, my baby, you don’t have to change yourself for others, but you have to be yourself and influence others."

Dylan was a little confused and shook his head and said, "Ms. Iverson, I don't quite understand. What does it mean to be myself and influence others?"

Mrs. Iverson laughed and said, "Dylan, you will slowly understand. Finally, I will send you gifts on Christmas. Goodbye my baby!"

The envelope seemed to have lost its soul, and his body went limp and collapsed on the table.

Dylan was alone in his thoughts. He still didn't quite understand Mrs. Iverson's words.

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In the corridor, Joey was walking menacingly. The students passing by saw that the girl was not easy to mess with and gave way one after another.

When passing by the Hufflepuff common room, Leon caught up with him and asked, "Joy, don't be angry. Mrs. Iverson may not mean what you mean...it's not what you think..."

Joey suddenly stopped, and her flying red hair fell on her shoulders. She said, "What else would it be like? Don't worry, Leon, I'm fine. I still have many courses to review, and I don't have time to spend on these boring things." On the topic." Her tone was sonorous and forceful.

Leon has never seen Joey so angry since he was a child.

Leon didn't know what to say, "But Dylan, he might be..."

"Okay, I'm not angry, don't talk anymore." Joey suddenly interrupted him, "I'm going back to the dormitory, see you next time!"

She spared Leon, walked straight away, and left like that.

Leon looked at her retreating back and sighed heavily.

This peacemaker's job is really not easy to do.

As Leon walked back, he heard a very harsh shouting, which seemed to be coming from the courtyard. He was a little strange, and then slowly walked towards the courtyard.

As soon as he turned the corner, Leon couldn't help but be a little surprised. He saw four or five Hogwarts students in the corner of the courtyard, punching and kicking a dirty stray dog, saying sarcastic words from time to time, with a cheerful look on their face. proud.

The stray dog ​​was very small, with two helpless little black eyes looking at the people in front of it in horror, huddled in the corner, looking pitiful.

It was covered in white fluff, but it was stained with too much dust and turned a gray-brown color. Grandma Ginny would never let such a dirty puppy into the house, let alone adopt it.

Leon discovered that the puppy was a disabled dog with a limp on its right hind leg. It was kicked and kicked by several students. The puppy kept barking and making milky sounds intermittently. Anyone who hears this will feel pity.

Wait, this seems to be the road to Hufflepuff?

Leon's mind tightened. He observed carefully, and finally he was sure that this area was where the incident happened that night. However, the tree was on the other side of the end and looked just like the other trees.

The puppy howled miserably.

It begs them to stop.

But those students did not stop, and intensified, with evil smiles on their faces, and they never tired of it.

The students passing by in a hurry frowned deeply when they saw this scene, but no one stepped forward to stop him, and they speeded up and left.

Based on Grandpa Harry's usual teachings, Leon would not let it go no matter what, and was about to step forward to stop them when a beautiful figure flashed from beside him. She had yellow hair, a short stature, and her hair tied in two hair A small ponytail.

"Hey, didn't you see it was hurt? Stop it!"

It was her. Leon knew her. During the sorting ceremony, it was the student who was sorted into Hufflepuff. Her name seemed to be Anne Parvison.