Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

An owl was flying deep in the forest with a roll of newspaper in its mouth, and suddenly disappeared into the air.

It passed through layers of magical shields and entered a place invisible to Muggles and other wizards.

But there was nothing inside, just the same woodland as outside, covered with fallen leaves and dead branches.

The owl flew to the branch of a tree. There was an open black leather bag behind the leaves. It threw the newspaper into it and stood next to it.

The furry head with two big round eyes rotates 180 degrees from time to time.

Indra was brewing the potion in the space stretched out in the bag, where she had been staying for the past few days.

This is a room that combines the kitchen and living room, and the crucible is placed in an open space.

The newspaper Harry Ken brought back fell from above, and Indra ignored it for a moment, still focusing on watching the transformation process of the potion.

This time she added the extract of Diandu Lacao and the roots of iris, hoping it would be useful.

Indra felt that maybe the gas it emits must turn into a crystal silver luster soul potion to be successful.

The potion was still brewing, so Indra picked up the newspaper on the ground and opened it, then sat down on the soft cushion next to the dry pot and read through it.

The big words on the front page came into view, making her look brightly surprised.

- Scrimgeour resigns and Piers Thicknesse takes over as Minister for Magic

Has the Ministry of Magic changed its Minister again?

But the reason for Scrimgeour's resignation was not explained later.

The potion was bubbling in the crucible, and Indra thought about it, feeling very strange.

The information revealed by the Daily Prophet that Harrican brought back in the next two days became more and more serious each time.

Indra was sure that the wizarding world outside had changed, while she was immersed in brewing potions and chasing the dementors' footsteps.

Harry's picture appears on the front page and he becomes the most wanted criminal for killing Albus Dumbledore.

Indra looked through today's newspaper. The Ministry of Magic established a Muggle Origin Registration Committee and began to screen out people with Muggle ancestry among wizards.

"The Ministry of Magic is determined to eradicate these thieves of magical abilities. To this end, every Muggle-born person is invited to come to the committee for an interview..."

Indra said softly to himself, "It's great. There is no need to go to school now."

Only a fool would go to the Ministry of Magic and throw herself into a trap. If she walked in, she would most likely not be able to get out.

Indra packed up his things and went to find the dementors with the newly brewed potion.

I don’t know if the Death Eaters have been called back to work after their actions are so big.

Indra found several dementors in a swamp, and they reacted strongly to the soul potion, but there was still the same problem.

You can smell it, but you can't eat it.

The dementors seemed very irritable, and Indra almost died of anger.

In the past few years, she had changed this potion at least 500 to 300 times.

Her mood swings made the Dementors instantly discover her location, and they all came over, and Indra finally used the Patronus Charm.

The silver-white Charmander flew out from the tip of the staff, and the blue light spread around like a tide. The Dementor quickly disappeared as if it had been hit.

It was already dark in the forest, and Indra was in a bad mood, so she walked aimlessly in the forest for a while.

What to do now.

She took the book out of her bag, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.

There is no clue about this matter either.

Having been in this forest for a week, Indra planned to leave.

She apparated into a small alley on Hankton Street, and immediately heard the sound of Muggle traffic and the faint sounds of people talking that she had not heard for a long time.

Indra walked to the street, touched the Muggle ID card in her bag, and decided to stay in a hotel tonight. She no longer wanted to sleep in the room with the Invisible Stretch Curse.

"Hey! Baby, do you want to come have a drink with us?"

A young man wearing a silver nose ring passed by and whistled loudly at Indra.

Next to him were several fashionably dressed peers, who looked provocatively at Indra and showed her body parts.

Indra raised her hand and hooked her fingers at the man wearing the nose ring, with a contemptuous smile on her cold face.

The young man was stunned for a moment and then walked over seriously.

Indra picked up the bag and swung it towards his head, making a muffled sound, and he immediately screamed and fell to the ground.

The little spikes on the dragon's hide are no joke.

After beating Indra, he calmly took two steps back, turned around and retreated into the dark alley.

"Fuck!"

The friend of the man with the nose ring finally came to his senses from this unexpected incident. He was frightened and angry, raised his legs and rushed over menacingly, and followed him into the alley.

After a while, Indra came out of the alley alone, his expression was as usual, and his hair was not messed up.

She put her bag back on her back and planned to have a cup of coffee first.

But this night seemed destined to embarrass Indra. As soon as she reached the corner of an intersection, the sound of bursting glass, frightened screams and wanton laughter rang out.

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