HP: The New God from Hogwarts

"Are you really not afraid of being deducted? Snape is right outside."

Momo looked at the crowd of people standing at the door of the Hufflepuff dormitory. She held Ron's ear in her right hand and pointed to the exit of the basement with her left hand.

"Although Thea said you must be fine, I still don't feel at ease if I don't hear you tell me personally." Harry freed Ron from Taowu's hands and handed it to Hermione on the side.

Although they had been together at the ice base for the entire holiday, it was only today that Momo took a closer look at Harry.

This little carrot head who used to be about the same height as himself is now more than half a head taller than him. His black hair is a bit long, and the bangs on his forehead cover his eyebrows. His lips are red and his teeth are white, but he has a dark and gloomy temperament.

A bit like young Tom.

Taowu felt like our family had a child who was just starting to grow up.

She looked at Harry's hand holding hers and asked rudely: "How are you learning the West Asian Curse? Did the old man teach you seriously?"

"I'm reporting that Harry was fishing while he was studying. The old man criticized him a few days ago and said that Dumbledore's favorite student was nothing more than this." Cecilia's conspicuous bag immediately came out again.

"Sia, why are you so embarrassed to accuse me? The old man said that you hid a magazine full of handsome guys with bare upper bodies in the spell book!" Harry countered not to be outdone.

Taowu touched her nose guiltily.

Cecilia snorted at Harry: "It's Luna's fault. She gave me the book. She said it was a Supreme Collector's Edition. It was really exciting, with eight-pack abs! I told her that Percy looked so good. Yes, she threw this collector’s edition to me so I could have something good.”

All eyes in the corridor fell on Momo. She tugged on Sikelia's clothes. Sikelia thought she was embarrassed and asked her to stop talking.

As a result, she asked: "What about the book? The collector's edition!"

"Confiscated by the old man!"

Taowu: Listen to me, thank you!

Draco subconsciously put his hand into his clothes and touched it, and counted it. It was really good, exactly eight dollars.

But he was really aggrieved. At first, he approached her because he was pursuing power and expecting to get his father's approval, but now he really likes her.

He and the annoying Potter were originally following her, but why did a Muggle suddenly appear and replace him so easily.

Taowu noticed Draco standing next to Harry. The boy's stature had grown rapidly in two months. He was a little taller than Harry, and a full head taller than her.

The original childishness was completely gone, and the light golden hair was no longer combed into a big back with hair oil. It was soft and smooth and stuck to the scalp. The broken hair on the forehead fell on the long eyelashes. The face became more and more beautiful and delicate, like in a fairy tale book. little prince.

So endearing.

She loves Newt, but that doesn't stop her from liking other beautiful boys.

What's wrong with her, she just wants to give all the beautiful boys a warm home!

Isn’t that how adults should be?

"Long time no see, Draco!"

She jumped forward, opened her hands and gave Draco a hug. The boy had a light smell of cedar.

Draco obviously didn't expect her to hug him. After his body stiffened for a moment, he naturally put his hands around her shoulders, his voice still a little aggrieved.

"Why didn't I find you during the whole vacation? You didn't reply to any of the letters I sent you!"

This was probably Grindelwald's handiwork. If they were not in the room, any letters not sent by Dumbledore would be fed into the fireplace by him.

Like a shady thief, he secretly read the letter Dumbledore sent Harry, and then secretly imitated Harry's handwriting and wrote a reply to Dumbledore.

To round things off, he and Dumbledore were dating online.

"Sorry, Draco, I was having so much fun at Siana that I forgot to write a reply."

Draco refused to let go of her, with an expression of disbelief on his face. How could she say so confidently that she had forgotten to reply.

"Then why did you take Potter with you?"

"Harry wants to play too. Besides, even if I call you, are you willing to live in the Muggle world?"

Draco hesitated.

"Okay, Malfoy, don't be upset, it's time for Luna to rest!"

Harry's green eyes were tinged with anger, and he took Momo's arm and pulled her away from Draco's arms.

"Okay, Harry is right, we should leave. Snape will patrol here and catch us all. He won't have to worry about toad skins this year."

Sikelia waved to the others, and then kissed Momomo's cheek: "Goodnight kiss, baby!"

Then, under the double murderous gazes of Harry and Draco, he swaggered towards the stairs.

When she reached the door, she felt a little regretful. She should have kissed Hermione again to break Ron's defense.

After watching them leave, Taowu bent her fingers and was about to hit the vinegar bucket, when from the corner of her eye she saw the young man standing at the corner of the corridor with the light behind him, looking at her quietly, his slender figure drawing a line under the light. long shadow.

Theodore Nott.

He looked calmer and calmer, his black hair hanging down obediently, his black eyes calm but with a slight smile, and his thin face becoming more handsome.

He is like the snow falling on the tops of pine branches on Christmas winter night, silent but beautiful.

"Why are you standing there?" Taowu looked at him.

Theodore walked slowly towards her holding a book, which looked like an old splash-ink painting under the dim and swaying light.

"I wanted to see you, so I came here."

He walked up to Taowu, who was as tall as her by a head, and his shadow completely enveloped her.

Momowu was very confused. She didn't know why Theodore would say such things to her. According to her understanding, he should be a staunch pure-bloodist like his father.

She couldn't think that Theodore liked her.

How narcissistic.

She felt that someone like Theodore would like a girl like Astoria Greengrass, who was gentle, quiet, and pure-blooded.

But she is Neptune, and she likes every handsome guy equally. She smiled at Theodore: "Seeing you also makes me extra happy, Theodore."

Theodore raised the corner of his mouth with an inconspicuous arc, and replied softly: "Then I will go back first, so I won't disturb your rest."

"it is good."

Momo was still confused. She couldn't figure out Theodore at all. She struck the right note on the vinegar bucket, and the door to the common room slowly opened.

She stepped into the slide-like passage with one foot and waved to Theodore: "See you later, Theodore."

The boy stood in the light and looked at her, his tone as soft as the falling snow on a quiet night.

"Welcome back, Luna."

"Good night, sweet dreams."