[hp]Hogwarts Eastern Exchange Student

Needless to say, Moody's face really has a great intimidating effect. After he sat down at the teacher's table, the whole place was silent for three minutes before someone touched his small chest and whispered something to the person next to him.

From the moment I saw Moody I was brainstorming plot ideas for fourth grade.

Even Dumbledore didn't listen at all when he came on stage to speak. He ran through the plot in his mind from beginning to end and picked out a few key words about fake Moody.

Polyjuice Potion, the note with Harry's name, Crouch's death...

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After finishing the ball, I can no longer analyze it.

But how could I give up when I encounter difficulties?

There is no difficult job, only brave Sansan!

So I——

Thinking in the cellar.

Thinking in the bedroom.

Thinking about it while washing up.

Thinking about it while going to the toilet.

According to Nora, I was mumbling Moody's name in my dreams early that morning.

She was so frightened that she thought I liked Moody's type, and spent the whole night hesitating whether to add Moody's name to the roster.

"...Sister, you really don't have to."

How many tastes do I have to consider Moody as a possible boyfriend?

In the end, I and Nora, who had been frightened all night, were both late for the Magical Creatures class.

When we arrived, Hagrid was handing out Blast-Ended Skrewts to the students.

The fried-tailed snail looks like a large lobster with the shell removed. It is white and gray and sticky, and exudes a very strong smell of rotten fish and shrimp. A few sparks will shoot out of the tail, and then with a soft pop, the skrewt will propel forward a few inches.

Norah held her nose and took a few steps back suddenly, hid behind me and whispered, "Why don't we go back to the dormitory, this thing is so disgusting."

"But -" I glanced over there hesitantly, and saw that Gryffindor's Dean Thomas had his hand burned by a snail. Hagrid did not observe his injury immediately, but looked at him lovingly. Just the Blast-Ended Skrewt, like the Blast-Ended Skrewt has done something to be proud of.

"...Okay! Let's go back now!"

With Hagrid's attitude, I'm afraid if I get into a fight with the Blast-Ended Skrewt, I'll have to live and die!

Before I could take a step, Hagrid's eyes suddenly turned around.

"Susan Lin! You and Miss Davis will take care of this one together."

...grass, a plant.

Nora and I looked at each other in despair, and walked over to the blast-ended skrewt assigned to us by Hagrid with a grimace.

"It looks even uglier when you look up close." Nora endured her nausea.

"It stinks even more." I tried my best to breathe through my mouth, because I was afraid I would spit out yesterday's dinner through my nose.

"Why do we raise this thing? What use can these ugly monsters have?" Draco stayed far away, wrinkled his nose, as if just looking at the snail was tormenting him.

Hagrid opened his mouth and seemed to be thinking hard. After a pause for a few seconds, he said in a rough voice, "That's the content of the next lesson. You just feed it today."

The sarcasm in Draco's eyes became more obvious.

Hagrid didn't look at him, but stood awkwardly next to me and urged, "Now you feed it frog liver, he should eat it, um... I have never raised snails before, so I prepared many kinds of food. , you start with frog liver.”

I couldn't get my hands on the slippery frog liver.

Hagrid, you are too unreliable!

Let alone not knowing what it eats, where is the mouth of this soft-bodied creature? ? ?

It was purely out of friendship for Hagrid that I endured my nausea and threw the frog liver near the snail. After waiting for a while, the snail showed no reaction.

Hagrid excitedly handed me the ant egg, "Try this again."

I threw the ant eggs at the feet of the snail in disgust.

It won’t eat it anyway, so just throw it away.

Just as I withdrew my hand, the snail's tail suddenly exploded, and sparks shot directly to my arm.

"hiss!"

A black, red, and whip-like mark remained on my arm.

...I seem to smell the smell of burning meat!

Hagrid raised my arm in a panic, "Oh Lin! Let me see the wound quickly!"

Seeing his anxious look, I was about to open my mouth to comfort him that it was not his fault, but before I could say anything, Hagrid's expression turned surprised when he looked at the wound.

"The scar is not large, but it is very deep - it looks like he is a very energetic little guy."

"...???"

Don't you care about me?

Draco, who couldn't stand it anymore, stepped forward and pulled my hand back, glaring at Hagrid angrily, "You actually let us raise such horrible creatures? They can hurt people!"

"They just have thorns on their bodies and they also suck blood. Isn't that scary..." Hagrid said sarcastically.

Draco looked at my wounds and mocked in a long voice, "It can burn people, sting people, and bite people. Who wouldn't want a pet like this?"

"They don't look very nice but that doesn't mean they are useless!"

Hermione heard Draco and Hagrid arguing from a distance, and immediately pulled Harry and Ron to defend Hagrid.

"I advise you not to mind your own business," Draco said angrily.

Hermione wanted to say something, but Ron next to her pulled her and pointed her to look at my injured arm.

I heard Hermione gasp, look at Hagrid with disapproval, and then stopped talking.

This was the first time that Harry didn't speak up for Hagrid when Draco choked him, and his expression on Hagrid became less friendly after seeing my wounds.

"Let's go to the hospital wing and have a look." Harry said worriedly as he walked next to me, ignoring Draco who was glaring at him.

"Don't be so troublesome..."

I really don't want to drink Madam Pomfrey's weird potions.

Even though they are effective…

I touched the ring and was about to take out my all-purpose gold sore medicine for emergency treatment. Next to me, Draco turned his hand and took out a pack of gauze and burn ointment from his storage ring and handed it to me.

I was a little surprised, "Why do you have these?"

When did Master Malfoy become such a homely person?

"It's not because you always burn yourself when you make those crappy milk teas," Draco said angrily, "How many times have I told you that your golden sore medicine is not a panacea, so why don't you bring the magic medicine? Listen, you don’t have to rely on me in the end!”

Draco folded his arms and hummed, his tone unable to stop being proud.

"Thank you so much, Master Malfoy." I complimented him and applied medicine to my arm.

"I'll do it." Harry, who had been silent the whole time, took the medicine and gauze and helped me bandage it.

In fact, Harry didn't want to be silent, he just didn't know what to say. Malfoy's affectionate tone and the same ring on his hand that could not be ignored all showed the close relationship between the two.

Just looking at this scene, my heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly, suffocating and making me panic.

Harry thought that if he didn't do something, his beloved would be taken away.

How could Draco let Harry act so arrogantly in front of him? He was about to grab the gauze without saying a word, but Hermione next to him stopped him with a quick step.

"What nonsense are you filling in? Are you the only one who still wants to bandage it? What if it hurts Su Su!"

Draco was disdainful.

I can't bandage up Harry's stupid guy?

Unexpectedly, when he looked up, Harry steadily tied a bow on the gauze.

...Tch, what’s so great about being able to bandage!

Everything I use is mine!

Although Harry's bandage looked really good, Madam Pomfrey from the hospital wing still gave him a severe scolding.

The reason was that wrapping the gauze too tightly would burst the blood blisters on her arm, which would increase her workload in cleaning the wound.

Harry: ...

What else can I say, I can only smile awkwardly :)

Madam Pomfrey briefly treated my bleeding wound, applied it with magic herb ointment, and then just stood by and stared at me as I drank a large cup of black and green potion.

"How does it taste?" Madam Pomfrey asked with a smile.

I gave a hard thumbs up.

"That's great, ugh—"

"..." With an expression like "The whole world doesn't understand me", Madam Pomfrey sadly took the cup and left.

"Drink some water." Hermione sympathetically poured a glass of water for me to rinse my mouth with.

"Uuuuuuuuah, just let me die from this illness. I don't want to come to the hospital wing anymore..." The aftereffects of this medicine were so painful that I burst into tears.

It's bitter, spicy, fishy and smelly, and I don't even dare to think about its raw materials!

"What are you talking about?" Draco patted my head, took out a piece of candy from the storage ring and stuffed it into my mouth.

The sweet sugar melted on the tip of my tongue, offsetting the bitter taste of the potion and making my taste better.

"Let's go, let's go, I can't stay in this hospital wing for another minute."

Not to mention the room full of potion smell, the scene just now of Madam Pomfrey walking into the dispensing room carrying a frog with one hand was enough to torture my heart.

"Why are you still following us?" Draco looked disgusted.

The trio followed us all the way to the courtyard. Harry wanted to talk to me several times but held back for some reason.

"Harry, what do you want to say to me?" I stopped and couldn't help but speak.

Harry looked at the wary Draco and sighed, "I'm sorry."

I was stunned and asked uncertainly, "Is it... for Hagrid?"

Harry nodded.

"He's not a bad person, he just likes magical animals a little too much, and he doesn't think those magical animals can hurt people. He just wants to give better lectures..."

"Stop it Potter," Draco interrupted angrily, "Does he have no brain? Thinking that a monster that can breathe fire and explode won't hurt people? Please find a better excuse next time. Excuse your silly big friend."

Hermione and Ron were not too happy to hear Draco mocking Hagrid like this.

"Harry, I don't blame Hagrid." I said calmly, "But I think it's wrong for you to indulge him blindly. There are things he doesn't understand that you need to tell him and give him what is right. It's wrong."

"Hagrid is the teacher who teaches the whole school. If students are frequently injured in his class, I believe Principal Dumbledore will also take measures."

"At that time, it may not be enough to criticize him as lightly as Madam Pomfrey."

Harry and the others obviously listened to my words, and all three of them had serious expressions.

"Hmph, if that monster hurts me, I will definitely ask my dad to drive the stupid guy out of Hogwarts." Draco said sarcastically beside him without mercy.

"This has nothing to do with you, Malfoy," Harry shouted angrily.

The sarcastic expression on Draco's face became more obvious, "You should treat weirdos as your friends."

His eyes glanced at Hermione and he paused, "Oh, and Muggles."

"Draco!" I glared at him warningly.

"Don't say that to Hermione!" Ron pulled out his wand and pointed it at Draco.

Everyone present looked at Ron in surprise.

Normally Draco would always call Hermione a muggle. Although Ron was angry, he had never been so angry as he was today.

Hermione tugged at Ron's robe with a complicated expression, "Forget it, Ron."

Draco also felt baffled, and took out his wand unwilling to admit defeat, "Okay, Weasley, do you want to compete with me?"

"Okay! Who's afraid of whom?" Ron replied with a stiff neck.

"No way, are you serious?" I grabbed Draco's hand and asked softly.

Draco snorted disdainfully, "Just him? Watch me tie his legs with a 'quick confinement', and then let him climb back to the tower."

"..." Are you a primary school student?

Seeing that they didn't really look like they were trying their best, I didn't pay much attention to them and just watched the excitement with my arms folded.

Xiaobai appeared out of nowhere, jumped into my arms, found the most comfortable position, and looked towards them with interest.

...Sure enough, whether human or beast, watching the excitement is a traditional virtue of the Chinese people.

The two holding wands squirted at each other like primary school chickens for a while. Draco took the lead and threw a magic spell in a sneak attack. It seemed that his aim was not accurate, and he passed by wiping Ron's ear.

Before Ron could fight back, there was a sudden loud noise, and then a roar sounded in the corridor.

"Don't do this, boy!"

I turned around and saw the fake Moody limping down the stairs. He was holding a wand in his hand. The direction the wand was pointing was a trembling stoat covered in snow-white body. That was exactly what Draco had just said. A place to stand.

Harry stared blankly at the ferret, "You... Malfoy?"

I didn't react to this famous scene for a while. I looked at the pink and tender tip of the ferret's nose on the ground and subconsciously rubbed it twice with my fingers.

Cute, want to masturbate.

Draco, who had turned into a ferret, touched his body with his short hands in horror, and when he saw the gloomy Moody, he subconsciously wanted to run away.

"Let me see where you want to go!" Moody pointed his wand at Draco again. The little ferret's body suddenly rose ten feet into the air, fell to the ground with a slap, and then rose again.

"I hate people who attack from behind the most," Moody said gruffly, "This kind of approach is the most despicable!"

The ferret struggled painfully in mid-air.

"That's enough!" I put Xiaobai down, stepped on the big tree next to me, flew up with Qinggong and took the ferret into my arms.

The ferret in his arms was shaking into a ball, its snow-white fur was covered with ash, and there were blood marks on its paws from stones.

I touched his trembling body, remembering how he had been tortured by Moody just now, and anger filled my entire mood.

"So this is how Professor Moody teaches his students? It's a little too inhumane." I looked at Moody with suppressed anger.

"It is rumored that although Auror Moody looks indifferent, he saved many lives when capturing dark wizards, but he is actually a kind person in essence. Why does it seem that Professor Moody is different now?"

Moody narrowed his eyes dangerously and did not answer my question directly, "Do all Slytherin students contradict their teachers like this?"

I sneered, "Teacher? Are you worthy?"

Suddenly, Moody's wand hidden in his sleeve shot a beam of white light at me. Xiao Bai next to me jumped up, returned to his original form, and stood in front of me to block Moody's attack.

"Sister, are you okay?"

I shook my head at Bai Ze.

Ron, who had been dull and fossilized since Draco turned into a ferret, regained his expression the moment he saw Bai Ze, and pulled Hermione's arm with excitement.

"Merlin's flower underwear! This, this, this, Susu's pet looks so awesome!"

Hermione swallowed hard, "I need time to calm down, my outlook on life has been a bit shocked... Xiaobai can actually talk..."

"Oh my god, what kind of creature is this!" A surprised voice came from the stairs.

Professor McGonagall came down the stairs with a stack of books in her arms.

She first carefully identified what kind of magical animal Bai Ze was, and then looked at the fake Moody and I standing in the middle holding the ferret.

"Professor Moody...what are you doing."

Fake Moody put away his wand casually, "Nothing, just teach these two students a lesson."

"Two..." Mag looked at the ferret in my hand and exclaimed, "Merlin! Don't tell me that's a student!"

"That's right." Moody said without any guilt.

"How could you!" McGonagall quickly pulled out her wand and restored Draco.

Draco, who had just recovered, dropped his center of gravity unsteadily to the ground, his pale face bloodless. I carefully let him lean on Bai Ze who was squatting.

"Moody, we never use transformation spells as punishment!" Professor McGonagall said seriously, "Dumbledore must have told you!"

"Probably." Fake Moody muttered twice, "I think it's still necessary to scare me..."

"Professor McGonagall!" I looked straight at the fake Moody's wand. "I asked to check Professor Moody's wand. He just used a spell on me. It was not just a simple scare. I think my body was damaged." Threatened."

"Professor Moody?" Mag looked over with a headache.

Moody said calmly, "It's just a transformation spell. I want to turn her into a kitten."

"If you don't believe me, ask Dumbledore to check my wand." Moody handed the wand over.

Seeing Moody handing the wand to Mag without hesitation, I frowned.

Did he really just use a transformation spell just now...

Mag sighed and took the wand.

"You need to come with me and report this to Dumbledore, and-"

Mag looked at me, "Lin, is that just your...pet?"

I looked at Xiaobai.

"Yes."

McGonagall looked even more headache-ridden, "You should know that Hogwarts does not allow students to bring large pets."

Xiaobai raised his head and looked at me aggrievedly.

"it……"

"Is it okay tomorrow?" Xiaobai looked at Mag, "I'll ask my friend to take me back to Kunlun tomorrow."

Mag was surprised for a moment when he heard it speak, and then nodded stiffly, "Yes, but you must maintain your previous appearance tonight."

"Okay, Professor McGonagall." Xiaobai nodded obediently.

I listened to the conversation between Xiaobai and Mag in confusion, "Where did you get the friend to send you back to Kunlun?"

"Yes," Xiaobai shook his head, "The soldiers can take me back."

"Soldier?"

"It's a Kun."

...Are the names of your mythical beasts all so unique?

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