[hp]Hogwarts Eastern Exchange Student

The championship of this game undoubtedly fell on my head. Mrs. Puddifer fiercely stroked the lace on her skirt and left angrily. The other members of the jury did not stay long, whispered a few words, and greeted Ms. Rosmerta into the box upstairs.

"Congratulations!" Qiu didn't know when she brought a bouquet of flowers and stuffed it into my hand.

Others also presented gifts that had been prepared long ago. Only Passat looked left and right in shock, and then cried with an abandoned expression on his face.

"Why didn't you tell me that you still wanted to prepare gifts?"

"You didn't even tell me!" Passat hit Cedric angrily.

Qiu protectively pulled Seid behind him, "You can't blame others for not caring about Su Su."

Passat choked for a moment, and when he saw me moving my wrists and walking towards him with a smile on my face, Passat immediately gave in.

"Um... Hehe, I actually didn't forget to bring a gift. I didn't - oh! Calm down - don't slap me in the face, don't slap me in the face! I was wrong!!! Susu! Sister! Sister Su! I'm wrong, isn't it okay? ——”

While I was fighting around, Harry, who was wearing an invisibility cloak next to me, quietly followed Mag and slipped upstairs.

"How strong is this, Sister Su?" The Passat, with its chicken coop-like hair, squatted next to me and rubbed its legs. The flattering look made George and Fred feel sick.

How could I be angry because he didn't give me a gift? I just kept teasing him with a straight face.

"so so."

"..." Passat was speechless. He stood up, smoothed his hair and flicked my forehead. "You say you're fat and you're still out of breath."

I snorted, raised my hand towards Slytherin in a pretentious manner, and shouted at the top of my voice, "My dear friends, someone from Hufflepuff hit me~ 嘤嘤嘤~"

Brace has always been my best partner in acting. He is as good at acting as I am, and he often leads me to stage dramatic sitcoms in the cellar.

When this happened, he immediately took over and pretended to be angry and slapped the table.

"It's just too much!"

Seeing my satisfied expression, Blaise got addicted to the show and pointed at the Passat with a heartbroken look on his face, his fingertips trembling slightly in detail.

"Bold and unruly! Do you know who you are beating! It is our noble princess Mao Meiyu of China! You will definitely regret doing this to our princess!"

? What country?

Passat hesitated to speak and looked at me. I straightened my posture and raised my chin proudly.

What to see? Have you never seen the princess?

Blaise suddenly had an idea and plopped down on one knee in front of Draco. Draco was so shocked that Draco almost spit a mouthful of tea in his face.

"My dear Prince!"

Blaise said with great emotion, "Why don't you do something for Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

Draco: "?"

The people around him watched the show with great interest, and Draco's expression outside of his situation was obviously a bit out of character.

Although this character was imposed by Brace...

"Your Highness, won't you say something?" I blinked at Draco crazily.

The last scene is here. Your Highness, please hold on tight!

Draco looked around expressionlessly at the crowd of spectators, sighed and spoke helplessly.

"When the weather gets colder, let's let Delange Group go bankrupt..."

This sentence instantly elevated the plot to another stage, and Blaise jumped up and laughed.

"Ha! Passat Delanci! You have been declared bankrupt by the prince. Pack up your clothes and leave quickly. Mao Mei will not welcome you when he enters China!"

Passat lowered his head and was silent for a while and suddenly laughed.

"In this case."

The Passat slowly raised its head, and the evil smile on its lips almost blinded me.

"In this case, I will take the princess away! Goodbye."

Passat picked me up with both hands and ran to the other side of the room, shouting as he ran, "I want everyone in your country to feel the pain of losing a princess!"

???

You are too deep into the drama! !

This princess wants to be vomited by you... vomit——

"You are so bold and cunning!"

Brace was so angry that his nose was crooked. This was the first time someone dared to destroy his script!

"Put the princess down, you pariah!"

Draco's expression became even worse, and he shouted at the Passat, "Don't you see that Susu is uncomfortable! You idiot, put her down!"

So Draco and Blaise chased the Passat together, but the person being chased was completely unconscious and hugged me and ran faster.

The three of them ran around the house like eagles catching chickens.

"How could we not be involved in such a fun thing!" Fred excitedly walked around to the front and took me from the Passat's hand, then threw me into George's arms, and the two of them continued to run forward like a relay.

And I am the half-dead baton in their hands:)

"Weasley! Get your dirty hands away!" Draco gritted his teeth and took out his wand and pointed it at George.

George picked me up with one arm, put one hand on the table and jumped over to avoid Draco's curse.

"George..." I pulled his robe and looked unhappy.

"Don't worry." George tightened his arms and held me in his arms, resting his chin on the top of my head.

"You won't fall, trust me."

…I’m holding my breath and feel so miserable that I can’t express it.

It’s really not that I don’t believe you, I just want to say——

I'm about to puke on you...

In the end, Hermione and Pansy teamed up with a few girls to save me.

"Finally - ugh!"

Hermione turned around and dragged George and Fred to teach them a harsh lesson, while Ron was gloating. Pansy also pinched Draco and Blaise to lecture them, but judging from their unconvinced expressions, they would probably have to argue with Pansy for half an hour.

The Passat, who was playing this boring game at the beginning, relaxedly crossed his legs to watch them being scolded, and even smiled and fanned the flames.

"Do you feel that no one can care about you?" I silently appeared behind Passat, staring at him full of resentment.

The smile faded.

Passat: ...嘤!

"These childish boys."

After cleaning up George and Fred, Hermione stood up to get me a glass of water, but she was hit hard by something just halfway through.

"Be careful!" Ron helped her up quickly with quick eyes and hands.

When the two of them turned back to look for the object that hit Hermione, there was nothing clean around them.

"Something must have passed by just now..." Hermione frowned and whispered, her eyes suddenly turned to a trail of footprints in the snow outside, and she reached out and tugged on Ron's robe.

Ron squinted his eyes to identify them carefully, then stretched his neck to look at the end of the footsteps. There was nothing on the snow, only footprints that appeared out of thin air.

"That's - Harry?"

In fact, I noticed it when Harry bumped into Hermione. I thought he would stop and say sorry, but unexpectedly he rushed out of the bar without looking back.

Combined with the fact that he went upstairs and became like this, I think I know what part of the plot this is.

Looking at the backs of Hermione and Ron chasing after me, I thought about it but still didn't follow them. At this time, Harry still needed their company more.

Just as I was thinking about this, a figure of a large black dog struggled to open the bar door, sauntered up to me, raised his head and glanced around the wine cabinet at the bar, then turned his head and met my eyes. .

I:……

Sirius:……

? ? ? ?

Didn’t I fucking lock you in the Room of Requirement?

How on earth did you escape? ? ?

Sirius froze, looked away as if nothing had happened, and then——

Just run away!

"???" Why are you running away!

Now is the time when the wizarding world is full of dementors. Going out and running around in broad daylight is not asking for death!

Sirius ran very fast on four legs, so I had no choice but to pick up the broom beside Nora and ride on it.

Nora was shocked and grabbed the broom handle, "!!! What are you going to do with my Lena!"

"Oh, lend me a ride and I'll return it to you in a while!"

With Nora's pained expression on her face, I chased Sirius on my broomstick.

Dogs are indeed dogs, even in Animagus form, Sirius is still a real dog.

Riding a broom, he failed to catch up with him, but he didn't know what he found and stopped on the hillside near the Screaming House.

I jumped off the broom and followed quietly, holding the restraint net tightly in my hand, intending to use violence to teach this dog to behave.

Before I could get behind him, an angry shout reached my ears.

"They are friends!"

Harry sat on a stone not far away, with Hermione and Ron standing next to him with worried faces.

Not good.

I glanced at Sirius on the snow.

What Harry said next must have been a misunderstanding of Sirius. Even if Sirius was not the murderer, he would still be sad to see his godson disgusted so much.

I approached Sirius secretly, intending to take him away from Harry.

Before I could touch Sirius, Harry's voice sounded not far away again.

"You know what I see and hear every time a dementor gets too close?"

Ron and Hermione shook their heads with fear on their faces.

"I heard my mother screaming, pleading with Voldemort. Begging him not to hurt her children! I didn't know why they died in Voldemort's hands before, but I know now that they were their friends and they were the last ones. A good friend betrayed her and let Voldemort come after her——"

"There's nothing you can do!" Hermione tried to say comfortingly, seeing Harry's grief-stricken look. "The Dementors will capture Black and send him back to Azkaban - he deserves it!"

"You heard what Fudge said. Black wasn't affected by Azkaban like most people. It wasn't a terrible punishment for him like it was for others."

"Then what do you want to say?" Ron asked nervously, "Do you want to kill Black or something?"

"Don't be stupid," Hermione looked at Harry carefully, "Harry doesn't want to kill anyone, does he, Harry?"

Harry didn't answer.

Seeing that Harry was silent, Ron quickly persuaded, "Listen... do you know what Pettigrew's mother got after Black took action? Dad told me - the Order of Merlin, First Class Medal, and a branch of Pettigrew. Fingers, in a box. It was the biggest piece of remains they could find. Black is a ravaging lunatic, Harry, and he's very dangerous—"

"Harry, please," Hermione said, grabbing Harry's arm and looking like she was about to cry, "please be sensible. Black did a very, very terrible thing, but don't—don't risk it." , that plays right into Black's hands... Oh, Harry, if you go to him, it just gives Black an advantage. Your parents don't want you to get hurt, do they? They would never want you to go to Black!"

"I will never know what they hope for. Just because of Black, I have never spoken to them." Harry took a breath and said word by word, "I will kill him with my own hands."

I no longer had the intention to pay attention to the expressions of Hermione and Ron. Sirius's claws on the ground were firmly clasping the ground, and his body was tense. Anyone could feel the sadness on his body.

I knelt down and gently touched his head.

"Let's go back."

Sirius glanced over at Harry, stood up and touched my hand with his nose, shouted as if to say goodbye to me, and then slowly walked deeper into the Shrieking Room.

I didn't stop him this time.

Because I know he won't come back.