[HP]Hogwarts famous beauties

Ever since Winter felt that Remus and Sirius were hiding something from her, Winter had been particularly looking forward to Sev helping her regain her memory. After all, Shura Field is really tiring! I have to face 3456 such handsome faces every day! ! !

Finally, a month later, Sif appeared at the door of No. 12 Grimmauld Place. His face still had the same look, but he seemed a little more haggard. "Why are you here?!" Sirius spoke before Winter.

Severus didn't give him any response, walking straight towards you as if he didn't exist. "Wen, I'm worthy."

"But the choice is yours. You are so happy now. If you don't want to drink it, I believe we will always love you so much." Behind Winter, Sirius' eyes changed.

Of course, after drinking it, I finally regained my memory. Winter never wanted to be a ignorant person again! "I'll drink it!" She grabbed the potion and drank it in one gulp.

Winter's brain began to ache like an electric shock, and she felt that many memories were re-entering her mind like a revolving lantern.

Winter saw it and saw his past.

Hello everyone, I am a vixen. Why do I say that? Because I am indeed a vixen, and one with nine tails. Don't think it's strange, after all, we are all very good at hiding. Think about it carefully, are there some people around you who can be liked by others effortlessly? If so, it's possible that you've found someone of my kind.

I was born in China but grew up in the UK. You ask me if a fox can go abroad? Of course, I said we are just like you. If you can do it, of course we can too. And don’t think that only China has vixens, there are many in foreign countries too! What special abilities do we have, you ask? Oh, it’s a pity that our generation only knows the most basic ones. As for those powerful immortal skills left by our ancestors, we have lived in peace for too long, and we have stopped learning them over time. Hehe! Not important, not important!

(The above is the little fox’s own inner monologue.)

Winter is a vixen who grew up in England in the 21st century. His favorite book is "Harry Potter", and his favorite characters are Lupine and Sirius, because Winter feels that he can find some "dog" in them. The feeling of sympathy for each other.

Like contemporary young people, Winter is also a bowhead. Today was no exception. Winter skillfully opened her phone and read the 801st "Harry Potter" novel, preparing to go to the supermarket to buy her own lunch. Yes, like many time-travel principles, she was hit by a car while crossing the road. Logically speaking, this situation cannot hurt Winter, if Winter is willing to put down his mobile phone.

"It hurts me to death. It's a shame that I'm dead. Where is this?!" When Winter opened her eyes again, she found that she was lying on the hospital bed. "Wendt, you're awake!" She saw her mother's eyes It was full of tears and exhaustion. What happened to me?

"Baby, the doctor said you might not wake up for the rest of your life. It's great that you woke up." My mother suddenly covered her face and cried bitterly.

"Mom, don't cry, didn't I just get hit by a car?" Winter patted her mother on the shoulder, "Car? What car? You fell from the sky! How many times have I told you not to ride a broomstick?" It's so high, but you just don't listen. What should I do if you really can't wake up!" Flying broomstick? Winter was a little confused, wasn't that from Harry Potter?

Winter tried to move her body, but indeed, her whole body hurt. Winter began to doubt life.

During the month-long rest period that followed, Winter probably knew the following points: 1. He had traveled through time in Harry Potter, and was from his own generation. 2 The soul of the original owner of my body should have been knocked out, but because I was walking without looking at the road, my soul was knocked over. 3 Whether it’s a broomstick or a car accident, it all hurts.

It was already mid-August after she was discharged from the hospital, and her mother told Winter that she would transfer to Hogwarts this year.

"Mom, why should I go to Hogwarts?" Winter asked.

"Grandma is getting old and needs someone to take care of her, so we went back to England."

Winter seemed to have thought of something, "Mom, are we humans?"

"Isn't this child a human? Is he a house elf?" After saying this, mother was ready to come up and touch Winter's head to see if she had a fever.

"But I'm not a human being," Winter thought in his heart, and realized that the person in front of him was really not his mother, and his last hope was shattered.

"Okay." Winter went back to her room to play with her wand. She picked up the wand at hand and looked at it carefully. "Fluorescence!" She recited the simplest spell, and the front end of the wand emitted pure white light. Oh my God, even the wand is so handy. Isn’t this a pure golden finger?

Winter suspected that this was himself in another world. His name had not changed and his appearance had almost not changed. However, after Winter was in this body, he found that his appearance would change every day, and he was becoming more and more like himself. direction of development.

Up to now, he looks exactly like the original Winter, but because he originally looked almost the same, only Winter himself noticed this subtle change.

Winter immediately thought about it. Anyway, what she was wearing wasn't a weird book, it was "Harry Potter"! I have watched "Harry Potter" so many times! Is it good to make money with blood?

But Winter was really glad that he was a nine-tailed fox at this time, which was really embarrassing. Eh? Speaking of which, am I still a fox?

"Pfft!" After a burst of white smoke, Winter looked down at his white and fluffy self. It was okay, okay, he could still be a fox, and that's right. The soul is a fox. After passing through it, wouldn't he still be a fox?

But since you have traveled through time, you must be prepared to do so. Winter told herself to remember the law of time travel: 1 hug the protagonist’s thigh, 2 hug the protagonist’s thigh, 3 still hug the protagonist’s thigh! If possible, it is best to fall in love with the protagonist, so that you will not die too easily.

The protagonist Voldemort? No, no, I must be thinking that my life is not long enough to fall in love with him. Speaking of Voldemort, is there anything I can do to prevent Voldemort from succeeding? But what should she do? If this was the era of Harry Potter, she could at least tell Dumbledore the locations of all the Horcruxes. But as of now, Winter suspects that Voldemort has not even prepared all the Horcruxes. .

No, Winter decided that he must do something, at least kill the rat. Winter found that she knew nothing, so she grabbed the "Standard Spells" and began to preview in advance. At first, she doubted whether she could successfully cast those more complicated spells. After all, she had not been learning from the first grade. Yes, but fortunately, he seemed very smart, and with a solid foundation in novels, Winter found that he knew a lot of defensive spells, and if he couldn't do it, he would just run away.

Looking at it like this, it was late at night, and he even forgot to eat dinner. Winter had already begun to plan whether to get close to Sirius or Lupine first tomorrow, or to find Lily first? God, Winter hopes she must be sorted into Gryffindor, otherwise she won't be able to keep track of things happening in real time!

The girl leaned against the window and looked up at the sky. There was no moon tonight, but there was a little bit of starlight. If everything was destined, then would she be part of this destiny? Forget it, forget it, go to bed quickly, and be a wizard tomorrow!