[HP] Hogwarts Muggle University

Sirius will never forget the psychological shadow left by the pink Miss Crabbe——

Bright pink Ferrari, light pink poodle, flamboyant pink Hermes handbag, water pink Ferragamo scarf, rose pink Valentino cape coat, light pink Dior plush dress, pink purple Jimmy Choo high heels, rose gold Tiffany A full set of jewellery, a Cartier ring inlaid with pink diamonds, YSL205 lip gloss, TF pink eye shadow...

Miss Crabbe not only loves pink, she also finds ways to brand everything she wears.

For a moment, Sirius highly doubted whether she was a certain fashion blogger on ins.

The next moment the squeaky chair beneath Miss Crabbe told him that was impossible.

What was even more frightening was that after careful inspection, Walburga became more and more convinced that Miss Crabbe was a very suitable marriage partner for Alphard.She claimed that Miss Crabbe was mature enough for a young boy like Alphard.However, Sirius firmly believed that Walburga was actually interested in Miss Crabbe's 25% stake in the Crabbe Casino Hotel.

Yes, the Crabbe Casino Hotel.This is currently the largest resort hotel in Las Vegas. In addition to the casino, there are also high-end nightclubs and bars in the hotel. All in all, it is a place where money can never come out.

And Walburga's second reason is that Alphard and Miss Crabbe have a suitable background.

"What is suitable!" Alphard complained to Sirius after sending Miss Crabbe away with great difficulty, "She just wants to sell me as soon as possible!"

"Why don't you..." Sirius looked around and leaned closer to his uncle's ear, "Hurry up and slip away."

"I think so too!" Alphard said with a frowning face, "But look at the guards outside, I'll be damned if I can escape!"

"Is this house tightly packed?" Sirius basically stayed in his room.

"Look——" Alpha opened the curtains in the corridor, pointing and feeling sincerely, "Behind the tree, next to the mailbox, at the corner... Your mother spent a lot of money to sell me for money."

Sirius thought for a while, "Or...you called Miss Crabbe out on a date, and then ran away?"

"Then I have to get rid of those guards too!"

"I'm pretty good at this." Sirius immediately regained his energy. "They don't follow you everywhere. Last time I pretended to go to the bathroom, and then jumped out of the bathroom window to escape. If you I don’t want to jump out of the window, so I try to go to the mall or movie theater, and then sneak out the back door when there are too many people or the lights are dark Buy a motorcycle, and then I just ride out of the sky on the motorcycle-"

"Is that motorcycle still there?"

Sirius froze for a moment: "Do you really have to ask?"

Alphard pondered for a moment: "It's not impossible for you to try this method."

"Is there any other way you can do it?"

The next day, Alphard went out with Miss Crabbe under the guise of a date.

A few hours later, the bodyguards in charge of following Alphard returned to Walburga to report the news of Alphard's "prison escape" - he invited Miss Crabbe to drive his yacht to see the Statue of Liberty, and the bodyguards took another slightly larger boat. The yacht followed.When approaching the small island where the Statue of Liberty is located, Alphard suddenly turned around and rushed straight to Staten Island in the other direction.

The speed of the bodyguard's boat was relatively slow, and when they chased to the island, only the frightened and angry Miss Crabbe was left in the yacht, and Alphard had long since disappeared.

"Alphad!" Walburga angrily smashed a vase.

Sirius wanted to call wildly for his uncle.

While Black's house was in chaos, James was walking with Remus on the sunny street, sighing, "It's too cruel, too cruel."

"It's all life."

The trip to California went so well for Remus that they finally agreed to go to the movies on a day that was "on the fly."So James took Remus to a private cinema that he had planted grass for a long time, and the two booked a box to spend the afternoon.

Who knew that this look would bring James into the "Star Wars" pit.

"Ugh."

Remus: ...

"Ugh."

Remus: ...

"Ugh."

Remus: "You're not going to be depressed, are you?"

"Why is it so cruel?"

Remus: ...

He never dreamed that James would be tortured and cried by Padmé's funeral at the end of Prequel 3. After he googled the ending of Darth Vader, James stood firm for the official pair of CPs and every day Sigh every 5 minutes to remember their lost love.

"You worry me so much," Remus said. "I think you'll watch Star Wars again after I leave tomorrow and have a good cry."

"I won't!" James' eyes were burning with fire, "I want to fulfill them in another way!"

Remus:? ? ?

James didn't explain.

After seeing off Remus the next day, he sat back in front of his computer, clicked on AO3, a famous European and American fanfiction website, and registered an account.

The fledgling fanart author Mr.Prongs published Chapter 1 of his debut novel:

"dark.

pain.

It turned out that death was more painful than he expected.

Darth Vader thought.

' His eyes were moving. ' whispered a familiar voice, 'Obi-Wan, come and see. '

Padme?

He opened his eyes suddenly.

'Anakin! ' she exclaimed delightedly, the ends of her brown hair brushing lightly across his face.

There are a few things that are different.He stared greedily at the face he had lost for decades.She was still as young and as beautiful as when they first met—wait, when they first met?

……

【To be continued】”