HP: The New God from Hogwarts

The Burnses left.

They did not hold the school responsible because they knew that the lovely and well-behaved Vera died quietly one night three years ago.

A malevolent spirit has taken over her body.

They supported each other, took over their youngest son, who was temporarily being cared for by Professor McGonagall, and politely thanked the serious and kind professor.

Professor McGonagall opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say, so she could only offer a pale condolence.

Before the boy was held by his parents and left, he turned back, looked at Professor McGonagall, and waved to her:

"Goodbye, Professor McGonagall."

"Tell my sister that I will wait for her to come back at home."

Mag gently wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes with his fingers, put on a smile and waved to the boy.

"Okay, goodbye."

Things still needed to be finalized, so Dumbledore and Snape went to the Ministry of Magic to close Vera Burns' account.

Momo and two men who disliked each other were the only ones left in the office.

"Then I will go back first." Ominis' hand gently fell on Taowu's shoulder, "I have always been at the old house. If you need it, you can go find me there."

"Okay." Taowu nodded knowingly, "By the way, have you seen Sebas later?"

"No, because of some things, I left London for a while, and I heard about his death when I came back." Ominis' expression was very calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Ominis' indifferent attitude made Momowu confused. In his memory, he shouldn't treat Sebas like this.

Something must have happened in between.

And what secrets are hidden in the coffins buried in the sea of ​​flowers in the Saoke Mountains.

"I understand." Taowu looked at those white eyes, "If necessary, I will go there to find you."

"But I hope it's not just when needed." The pale right hand slipped from his shoulder, took her left hand and gently raised it, placing it on his heart, "I will always stand by your side, before and in the future, It’s all the same.”

There was no pulse in her chest, and through the thin fabric of her shirt, her palms could only feel the coldness coming from her skin, like a breathing corpse.

"I have always lived like this, continuing to exist in this world just for you."

The cold knuckles clasped her left hand, the eyes falling in the white eyes were gentle and pious, and the cold voice told the love that had not been expressed in words for a hundred years.

Newt stood behind the sofa and watched the handsome brown-haired man holding the silver-haired girl's hand, like a knight telling his loyalty and love to his queen.

What a beautiful picture, if that man is not holding the hand of the girl he likes.

He pursed his lips, moved his fingers slightly, and the buckle of the suitcase he was carrying suddenly loosened, and two Sniffs, one pink and one black, jumped out and climbed into his arms along the lining of his windbreaker. .

Teddy's dark round eyes looked at him for a second, and the little guy understood what he meant.

It grabbed the back of the neck of its big son Phoebe, kicked Newt's arm hard with its two little feet, and brought Phoebe directly into Momomo's arms. The impact separated her and Ominis' arms. hand.

The instigator, Mr. Scamander, couldn't help but burst out laughing. He immediately covered his mouth with his hand, tried hard to suppress the raised corners of his mouth, and lowered his voice to look serious.

"Oh, Teddy, no trouble!"

He walked quickly to Taowu, squeezed Ominis away quietly, and took Teddy back from her arms very skillfully.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Gunter, my sniffer was a little naughty." He turned to apologize to Ominis, but his tone was not apologetic at all.

"It's okay. Your sniff is the same as yours. People hate ghosts." Ominis patted his clothes and spoke in a very soft voice, but with a strong sense of ridicule.

He gracefully walked to the front of the fireplace and stopped, smiling at Momomo and saying goodbye: "See you later, Luna."

Taowu waved to him.

When he stepped into the fireplace with his right foot, he remembered something and suddenly turned his head to look at Newt with a joking smile on his face: "I wonder why your name sounds so familiar."

"The last time Luna and the Marvolo brat came to my place, when she introduced herself to my house elf, she said she was a magizoologist..."

"Newt Scamander's granddaughter."

Blue flames rose up, and Ominis' figure disappeared into the fireplace. Newt didn't even have time to say a word in rebuttal, and the game was completely defeated.

"Luna!"

Newt gritted his teeth and called out her name, his voice ferocious but his eyes aggrieved.

He looks like a fried Niffler.

Taowu pursed her lips guiltily and looked at him: "I just said that out of desperation to deceive him."

"I have no right to be angry."

Newt lowered his eyelashes and spoke in a low and sad tone. He picked up the suitcase that had just been placed on the ground and walked quickly to the door of the office without looking back as if he was having a bad temper.

However, when he reached the spiral staircase at the door, he began to regret it and worried that she really didn't care.

I also remember she said that she may not only like one person in her heart.

He accepted this too, didn't he?

As long as she has a place for herself in her heart, that's all.

Forget it, stop being angry.

In just ten seconds, he had coaxed himself, and was about to retract his feet on the stairs.

A soft hand clasped his wrist from behind.

"Newt!"

Because of his aggrieved pout, his mouth curled up in an arc of joy, and he turned around following the strength in Taowu's hand.

The girl reached out to him and jumped up. He subconsciously held her thigh with his right hand and picked her up.

His face was held by two tender hands, and the girl's soft lips suddenly touched his lips.

Newt's eyes suddenly widened. She didn't look right, but she looked the same as in his memory.

Taowu left his thin lips, met his surprised gaze, and shook the empty bottle in her hand: "I was afraid that you would push me away, so I used the age-enhancing agent in advance."

She threw the bottle into the toad-shaped trash can in the corner of the office. With Newt in his arms, she lowered her eyes and looked into those gray-green eyes.

"Newt, I'm not a kid."

Silver hair wrapped around his neck, adding a charming and ambiguous atmosphere.

The free hand slowly raised, and the fingers with sharp joints brushed the face engraved in his heart.

His forehead gently touched her lowered forehead, he closed his eyes and spoke softly.

"Luna, I love you."

"So, I can wait."