hello mr draco

The surroundings of Hogwarts castle have never been so lively, the sky is decorated with gorgeous magic, and elves are flying around in the playground.The ball in the auditorium has been moved out of that small space, and the entire huge outdoor playground has become the theme scene of the ball.

Everyone walks beside their dance partners, talking and laughing, holding wine, discussing with each other where they will go after graduation, what to do, or travel around the world.

Ron and Huohuo performed a very passionate dance in front of all the students, which won praise from many students.

On the lectern stage, Professor Dumbledore smiled and looked at the students in the nightgown with stars.Standing beside him was an old man who was about the same age as Professor Dumbledore. No one knew him, only Liu Qi knew that that man was the first generation of Great Devil, Grinwald.

Although he was not very clear about the matter between Greenwald and Dumbledore, it was indeed a very good party to see the two old people happily holding hands together, talking and laughing.

Harry was beside him, and seemed to want to invite him to dance, but Liu Qishen's hand hidden under his sleeve was too transparent to hold the object.

Looking at Harry's longing eyes, Liu Qi shook his head, and looked at him very sorry: "Why don't you find another dance partner."

Harry shook his head, "It's okay, I'll be with you."

Seamus of Gryffindor put a lot of fireworks on the cake, causing Professor McGonagall to give him a hard lesson, but he condemned with a smile.

After all, these half-grown children will eventually graduate from school, and after a long time, they won't be able to see such faces again.

Liu Qi stared at the smiling faces of every student, for example, Hofflepuff students were fighting together, Ravenclaws were giving each other books from their collections, there were far fewer Slytherin students, and those parents were Death Eaters The children hadn't come to school for their last year, so there were only a few scattered people in Slytherin house, not even Crabbe and Goyle.

Draco in the crowd didn't look very well. He was sitting alone on a stool under a tree drinking mulled wine, with a dark green patterned tie embroidered with bamboo around his neck.Liu Qi seemed to have seen this tie before, he couldn't remember it for a while, and he looked away without much guessing.

Hermione, the vivacious girl, had already saved enough money to open a bookstore in the Muggle world to relieve the pressure on her parents.It was heard that her mother was pregnant with a baby, and she was going to be an older sister soon.

Among the small crowd, a boy from a lower grade came up to Liu Qi with small steps. He was a little timid, but finally asked cautiously:

"Hello, my name is Spie John, and I want to ask you something..."

Liu Qi nodded, "Hi, tell me."

"Do you know where Professor Chen is?"

Liu Qi didn't expect that this child would know Chen Junyu, but he didn't know where Chen Junyu was?Since Voldemort's downfall, the other party seems to be running around the world. He doesn't know if Jun Yu has found the long-lost child, anyway, there is no news of him.

"Professor Chen is traveling around the world, do you have anything to do with him?"

Spie, who seemed a bit timid, shook his head, "Actually, it's not a big deal. I'll follow my father to Huaguo soon. I'm going to transfer schools, so I might not be able to stay in the UK."

"Oh! Are you going to transfer to Huaguo's Wizarding Academy?" Liu Qi looked very strange, it was the first time he saw a student transfer to Huaguo's Wizarding Academy.

"That's right, that school seems to be called... Fuzi Academy! It should be the name, and I'm leaving next month."

After Spie happily finished speaking, he turned around and went to play with the students in his grade.

Only Liu Qi was left there alone, suddenly, he found that the child's face was very similar to a certain teacher.

At the Confucius Institute, when the third year of senior high school was approaching the college entrance examination, he seemed to often see a teacher sitting on the lecturer's seat, whose face was very similar to this child.

If he remembers correctly, this child will become the dean of senior three at the Confucius Institute in the future! ! !

Harry patted Liu Qi's shoulder suddenly, followed the direction of Harry's finger and looked towards the sky. Liu Qi's gaze was instantly covered by the gorgeous fireworks.

There are some amazed praises in the crowd.

The crackling sound was contagious in the air, and every wizard raised his head, and those brilliant gazes illuminated the appearance of the castle in the night sky.

Bunches of fireworks of different colors explode, and the unpredictable beauty disappears instantly, and the next bunch of fireworks will follow closely, and then bloom the beauty of that short moment.

Harry said without thinking, his eyes were staring at the gorgeous fireworks, "Liu Qi, how about I go to Huaguo with you? I heard that Huaguo also has fireworks during festivals, it must be very beautiful."

However, a crackling sound covered up Liu Qi's answer. No one knew that at the moment when the clock struck 12 midnight, a gaze staring at Harry Potter disappeared like fireworks. in place.

There was a lot of luster in the baggy clothes, and finally the wizard's robe fell to the ground, everything seemed so fast.

The moment Liu Qi disappeared, he replied: "Okay..."

When another firework exploded in the silent night sky, it burst into colorful beauty, making all the wizards forget the huge noise when it exploded, and the magnificence before the silence of the night sky was shattered, in order to leave behind the beautiful splendor. Shadow, to ashes and smoke.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the beauty of this moment, but something changed in their memories.

I don't know which student stepped on a wizard's robe while walking around, bent down to pick it up, and asked Harry, who was standing closest, in surprise, "Whose clothes are these?"

Looking up at the sky, Harry moved his dull eyes away from the gorgeous fireworks, and fixed on the clothes that Creevey held in his hand.Clothes were layered on top of each other, as if someone was wearing them, but the flesh/body disappeared out of thin air.

"Isn't there a name on the clothes, who does it belong to?" Harry said without thinking, but there was no memory of the owner of the clothes in his mind.

The colorful fireworks came to an end, and a smell of smoke filled the night sky after blooming.Then there was a light rain in the dark night. Professor Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Professor Snape cast a powerful magic rain cover over the dance scene, which blocked the light rain very well.

"There is no such person in our school?!" Creevey said in horror, because he opened the name embroidered on the back of the clothes and found that this name did not exist in the school.The only Chinese wizard in the school is a girl named Qiu Zhang.There is no one named Liu Qi at all.

Harry thought that Creevey was joking with himself, so he brought the pile of clothes over, and looked at the collar with the name embroidered on it, only to see a very familiar name, but he was sure that he didn't have this person in his memory .

"Liu Qi..." Harry repeated in a low voice, and found that he was very familiar with the sound, as if he used to say it so often, but why didn't he have the slightest memory?

"Do you know him?" Creevey asked curiously beside him.

Harry shook his head and returned the clothes to Creevey, "Leave it to Professor McGonagall, it may be someone's prank."

"Okay." Since it was the graduation season, Creevey seemed much happier and went to run errands.

Seeing Creevey holding the pile of clothes and talking about what happened to Professor McGonagall not far away, Harry forcibly moved his eyes away from the pile of clothes, planning to talk to a few classmates he knew about graduation. Suddenly, I stepped on something hard under my feet.

He lifted the wizard's robe and looked up. It was a mirror, small and palm-sized. It should have fallen out of the pile of clothes. He picked it up. Harry planned to return it to Professor McGonagall, but found that McGonagall The professor has left.

He looked at the mirror carefully, because he had just been stepped on, and the glass on the mirror had been broken into shards, and his face could not be seen at all.

This magnificent fireworks show is gradually coming to an end.

Harry returned to the dormitory in a strange mood, washed up and climbed onto the bed, only to find that the luggage had been neatly arranged, and even the clothes inside were neatly folded.But this way of folding shirts is not his habit. He likes to throw clothes together, instead of folding them row by row so that they can be placed in an orderly manner.

Who moved his clothes?

Harry looked suspiciously at Ron and Dean Thomas in the same bedroom, but the two of them didn't seem to be suspicious, because the suitcases of these two guys were open, and there were piles of clothes inside rolled together.He turned his eyes again to Dean Thomas's upper bunk, where Neville was turning over his days in complete shock.

Turning the diary to the end, he exclaimed: "Who made my diary blank!!!"

Neville was very angry, there was not a word in his diary, it seemed to be blank by magic.

Ron frowned suspiciously, took Neville's diary and looked through it, and found that it was really clean, without a single word.

"Did you forget to write it?"

Neville frowned, and insisted that he had written a diary. In his memory, he would bury himself on the table every day, or lie on the bed with the curtains closed, and then quietly write in the diary on the bed alone.Impossible, not a single word.

This strange disappearance of writing in the diary was quickly overshadowed by the imminent departure from school.