Hogwarts Dances with Dragons

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(Explanation to readers in the previous comment area: Use your brain! Human relations and sophistication are something you cannot express clearly in just two sentences. The more your attitude is shown, the more valuable your face will be. Do you understand?

Move your tits...brains!The protagonist was also favored by Dumbledore's Philosopher's Stone, selling Harry a favor, Dobby owed a life-saving favor, and the money was paid by someone else, and finally followed Dumbledore's words and borrowed the donkey to go down the slope. This is called human kindness.

Some things are not your fault. You can just yell at Dumbledore. I don’t want to go into too much depth in the plot, for fear that you might think it’s unfair. But I have already described the change in the protagonist’s attitude very clearly, from being angry to being angry. If you make things difficult, then you can use the slope to get off the donkey.

Is the protagonist stupid when he kills someone in front of Dumbledore?Dumbledore needs to make friends with the protagonist, and the protagonist also needs to make friends with Dumbledore!

Just express your attitude when you should be rash and when you shouldn't. The other party will naturally take your attitude into consideration when they have an interest in you.

The portraits of the readers are all 20 years old. A group of little fools still think that the protagonist is stupid. Hahahahaha, you are probably trying to laugh me to death!In the future, eat more lotus roots, be more careful, and be careful not to sell them to others, hahaha...)

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The next day, early in the morning.

When Ivan woke up from the dormitory, he found a cup of warm milk on the bedside.

"Lal?" Ivan raised his eyebrows.

"I'm here, Master Alvin." Lar suddenly appeared at the foot of the bed, leaning down humbly.

"Did you prepare it?" Ivan asked.

"I know the young master doesn't like to drink milk." Lal bowed and said, "Dobby prepared this. He is very sorry for misunderstanding you."

"Hmm?" Ivan glanced at the milk, then stood up and left.

"Master, if you don't like it, I'll tell him to stay away from now on." Lal became invisible again and followed Alvin respectfully.

"No need." Ivan waved his hand casually: "Dumbledore said he would bring me generous rewards. I also want to see if the old man's persistence is right or wrong."

In terms of personality, Alvin is not a person who is good at trusting others, especially those who have had conflicts with Dobby.

But in the final analysis, he is not a murderous person. Ivan actually doesn't care about Dobby's life or death. Previously, he just needed someone to vent his anger. As for whether this person is Dobby or Ms. Huo Qi, for him, Words don't matter at all.

As for betraying Dumbledore later to save face, I was just making things difficult enough, and my anger was almost gone, so I just followed Dumbledore's so-called 'threat' and used it as an excuse. If it really touched his bottom line, this kind of Threats are only counterproductive.

The old monster knew what Charmander was thinking, and Charmander also knew where the old monster's bottom line was. Only stupid lions and snakes like Harry Malfoy really thought that Charmander was angry.

But they forgot that Charmander never gave him a chance to plead when he was really angry.

"Evan, good morning." Harry greeted Alvin awkwardly.

"Hmm." Ivan put on his cloak and swayed to sit next to Hermione. He summoned a piece of parchment with a wave of his wand and began to write a letter on the parchment.

"Who are you writing to?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Lucius Malfoy." Ivan said casually.

"Malfoy?" Hermione frowned: "Are you in contact?"

"Originally there was no connection." Ivan said casually: "Didn't this save an elf who was abused by the Malfoy family..."

"Abuse? Elf?" Hermione's eyes suddenly turned evil. Then she seemed to have thought of something and asked quickly: "Is it that Dobby?"

"That's right." Ivan nodded: "You haven't seen that Dobby's hands are full of scars, they were so hot that they were bruised... Later, after Dumbledore and I discussed it, we planned to remove him from Malfoy's house. Rescued…”

"Evan-" Hermione looked at him helplessly: "You were so angry yesterday because of Dobby..."

"So you don't believe me?" Ivan spread his hands.

"I..." Hermione opened her mouth, paused for a moment, then rolled her eyes and said angrily: "Well, I really don't believe you would do this."

"You don't trust me! You are obviously the human being I trust most in the world..." Ivan shrugged and snorted: "Although - originally I did want to kill him."

Hermione burst into laughter and said in a helpless tone: "It seems that I guessed it right, this is you..."

"Originally I wanted to kill him. Although Dumbledore and Harry kept trying to persuade me, I didn't listen. You know I hate the brainless Virgin the most..."

Ivan held his chin up, turned his head away casually, and said slowly: "What Dumbledore said is quite reasonable..."

"What did you say?" Hermione was curious about how Dumbledore could persuade Ivan with such a violent character.

"He said...if it were you..." Ivan pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Hermione's pretty face suddenly turned red, and she looked at Alvin carefully: "Are you serious? So... you are... um... because you care about what I think?"

"Isn't that natural?" Ivan snorted: "Although...I'm still a little angry..."

Hermione pursed her lips, but the corners of her mouth couldn't stop rising, and the joy in her eyes almost overflowed.

After a moment of silence, she gently leaned against Alvin, then suddenly raised her head and pecked Alvin on the cheek.

Click!

Suddenly, a white light flashed, and Alvin and Hermione turned their heads in shock at the same time, seeing Colin holding the camera, dumbfounded.

"I...I..." Colin looked at Alvin tremblingly, his eyes suddenly red: "I just think your backs look beautiful, and I want to take a photo...I didn't expect..."

Ivan nodded thoughtfully and waved to Colin: "Come on, come here."

Colin shook his legs and came to Alvin's side tremblingly, only to see Alvin snatch the camera, take out the film, look at it, and then take out a snakeskin bag and throw it to him.

"Ten thousand galleons are all yours." Alvin smiled and warned: "Put the negatives away, develop the photos, develop two more, use the revealing potion to process them and give them to me."

"This, this, this...this is too much..." Colin was holding the snakeskin bag and was so surprised that he couldn't breathe for a moment.

Ten thousand Galleons!

It would cost [-] pounds!

He has never seen so much money in his whole life!

"The remaining money will buy a better new camera. The electronic one can't be used, so you have to buy film." Ai Wen said casually: "Nowadays, German and Japanese products are all good. It's up to you. The rest is your pocket money. Also, remember I’ll take color photos next time.”

Colin's face was filled with joy: "Thank you, Alvin!"

"You're welcome." Ivan handed him the film.

"Do you want another photo?" Colin picked up the camera and asked excitedly.

Ivan looked at Hermione, who was blushing and picking her fingers. Seeing Ivan leaning towards her face, Hermione pushed him back angrily.

"One more..." Ivan said with a smile, grabbed Hermione's wrist and pulled it in front of her, and gently rubbed the corner of her lips from Hermione's ear.

Hermione's body suddenly softened, and she leaned into Alvin's arms with a soft groan.

Click!

Another flash.

"That's great..." Ivan's lips curled up slightly: "I think I can probably understand Lockhart's feelings."

Hermione pushed Alvin away gently and rolled her eyes at him angrily: "How about you also publish a book?"

Alvin thought for a while: "Walking with ghouls? Walking with trolls? Or vacationing with a dominatrix?"

"Evan Rustin!" Hermione picked up her brick-thick book again.

Alvin ran away...