[HP] Walk in Thorns and Flowers

Christo went downstairs to have breakfast with such an apprehensive mood.

"My little Kelly, didn't you have a nightmare last night?" Mr. McMillan was spreading jam on his toast, but after spreading it, he put it on Christo's plate.

"No, Dad, I'm not that timid." Chris stuck out her tongue, temporarily letting go of her worries. If Dad had known earlier, according to Dad's cautious personality, he would definitely not let her learn black magic. .Judging from the conversation that day, he was still very supportive of himself.

Ernie couldn't help yawning a lot, and was glared at by Mrs. McMillan.Christo jokingly said, "It seems that my brother is the one who has the nightmare." Ernie couldn't hold back her eyes, blushed, and looked at her, "Kerry, don't be complacent, maybe who can't summon the Patronus by then , crying nose."

"Then I'll wait for my brother's little pig patron saint."

Ernie couldn't laugh or cry, why insisted that his Patronus was a pig?

After a few weeks of practice, the silver gas that Ernie and Christo could summon became more and more abundant. Mr. McMillan guessed that after a few more tries, he would probably be able to see the Patronus.

Christo has already excitedly guessed what her patron saint looks like?Of course Ernie wouldn't let her go at this moment.

"I guess it's either a mouse or a toad, and those are the two most commonly used ingredients for making potions." Ernie gloated, "And you like potions so much."

Christo stared at him angrily: "According to what you said, it might be a dragon. My most precious potion ingredient is dragon tooth powder." In fact, Christo hoped that it was a swan, the patron saint Originally translucent white, if it was a swan, it must be very beautiful.And swans can fly, flapping their wings must be very imposing.

Of course she can only think about it.

It's the weekend again, and the two brothers and sisters are looking forward to this training very much.Mrs. McMillan was a rare observer.In order not to lose to his sister, Ernie practiced privately for a long time.In the end, he was the one who summoned the Patronus first.

The patron saint was not big, but he was very strong, with sharp fangs bent into three quarters of a circle.It spread its four short legs and started rampaging around the room.

"Oh, what a pig!" Christo couldn't help crying out.

Ernie looked depressed, "Where is the pig?" After looking at it for a long time, he still couldn't figure out what kind of creature it was, but how could it be a round pig.It ran so fast that the McMillans didn't recognize it for a moment.

Christo was proud: "The wild boar is also a pig."

Ernie took a closer look, and it really convinced Chris that it was a wild boar.

The McMillan couple couldn't help laughing. Seeing their son so depressed, Mr. McMillan finally remembered that he was still a father, and quickly comforted him. Although he was a wild boar, his fighting power was still very strong. Momentum, a group of dementors is no problem.

"It's my turn, it's my turn." Christo yelled, "Brother, if it's really a mouse and a toad, I'll fight you hard!"

Ernie laughed instantly: "I was just joking." In fact, he was also a little nervous, he was just teasing his sister.

"Dad, I'm ready!" Kristo said.As soon as the words fell, the poor Boggart who was bullied by Ernie's wild boar just now was thrown out again.Faced with the downcast image of the dementor, Chris has long since ceased to be afraid. Although the dementor instinctively absorbed her happiness and hope, the things recalled in her mind really made her overjoyed.

As soon as she spoke the spell, a tiny creature flew out of the tip of her wand.

Christo was taken aback for a moment, there was no way this head could be a swan.The little creature's wings were broad and thin as snow flakes. It drew a slight arc in the air and directly swept towards the face of the dementor. The silvery-white light radiated so loudly that the dementor lost its shape in an instant.

"Quickly." Mr. McMillan looked thoughtfully at the Patronus hovering above the ceiling.Christo called it down curiously.The little creature folded its wings and crawled on Christo's shoulder.

Ernie murmured involuntarily, "I really guessed half right."

Kristo looked down at her patron saint, not a mouse, but a bat.Why is her Patronus a bat!She is so big, she can count the number of live bats she has seen on two hands!

The whole family gathered around Christo looking at the bat on her shoulder.

Ernie said with some embarrassment: "Kerry, you can't blame me."

Mr. McMillan patted his son's shoulder: "How can I blame you, bats and mice look alike, after all, they are still far from each other." Christo poked the bat's wings, and it immediately flapped its wings and flew. "Forget it, at least half of my wish has been fulfilled, at least one that can fly." Just as Christo curled her lips, she caught sight of Ernie who was next to her, and couldn't help feeling aggrieved.

"Brother, guess what I was thinking just now?"

Ernie was puzzled, but he could see that Christo was very calm when facing the dementor, so he asked, "What are you thinking?"

Chris blinked, "When I think of my brother's short-legged little wild boar, I feel very happy."

Ernie was speechless.Mrs. McMillan put her arms around her daughter's shoulders: "You are the most misbehaving, and even your brother bullies you."

The study was very cheerful for a while, and at eleven o'clock, Mrs. McMillan urged the two siblings to go to bed.Christo clamored to see her mother's Patronus, but Mrs. McMillan glared at her, but took out her wand.

"Go to bed after reading it! Call God to guard—" A small robin appeared, and Christo suddenly lost his balance, "Why is mother's patron saint so cute!" The round robin Birds are certainly cuter than bats.

Mrs. McMillan received the spell: "Look and see, go to sleep!"

Christo went downstairs to wash up resentfully, and after a while, she dawdled back to her room.She looked at the ceiling and called out her Patronus.Seeing the little guy fluctuating up and down in the air, fluttering its wings and gliding for a while, Christo still couldn't understand why her patron saint was a bat.Although she is not tall now, but the height of her father and mother is there, she will definitely not be short when she grows up; her personality is also considered lively, so why did she get along with the dark bat.

Speaking of bats, Christophe thought of Professor Snape. When he was striding forward, his black wizard robes rattled, and he really looked a bit like a bat.

Christo thought about it for a long time and finally fell asleep to no avail.

After a few more days, Christo felt relieved, at least she had mastered such a difficult spell, so there was nothing to be dissatisfied with.

Christophe's birthday is coming up soon.Lockhart's unlucky ghost is still in the hospital. Although the snake venom has been removed, the internal organs damaged by the snake venom and the sequelae left by Christo's mixture of potions are still a headache.The doctors in St. Mungo's have found a good solution, but he still has to stay in the hospital for two or three months, and he will probably have to take medicine for half a year after he comes out.

On their birthday, the McMillan brothers and sisters and Cedric went to downtown London to play.Mrs. McMillan repeatedly urged them to pay attention to safety, and told Christo not to forget to meet Lockhart at noon.

Mrs. McMillan was naturally very grateful to Lockhart for saving Christophe twice.

The three of them went to the British Museum and were dazzled by the abundance and variety of collections. Cedric regretted that he didn't take the Muggle Studies course.As for Ernie, because Chris chose more, he also chose, and he was very happy at the moment.

They bought another big birthday cake from a Muggle shop on their way to St. Mungo's.

"Hermione told me before that Muggle and wizard cakes taste different, and I've wanted to try them for a long time."

A quarter past twelve, St. Mungo's.

As soon as she entered the ward, Christo was stunned. The nurse was changing the medicine on Lockhart's shoulder. Tracy was wearing a light yellow dress, dangling her legs, and sitting on the window sill.She was looking down, flipping through a pile of parchment.Christophe really didn't expect Tracy to be here.

"Gidero, Trish." She blinked and greeted cheerfully.

Lockhart smiled at her, but the pain from the wound made him pale.Tracy jumped down briskly and put the pile of parchment aside.

"Happy birthday." She rubbed Christo's bangs affectionately.

"This is Tracy White, he is my friend, but it seems that he is also Gildero's friend now." Chris blinked more, and Tracy admitted it generously.

"This is my brother, twin brother, Ernie."

Ernie looked at the lady in front of him and vaguely felt that he had seen it before.At this time, Christo had already said that his father went to Germany to discuss business with her, Ernie suddenly became serious, and when he grew up, he would start to follow his father to learn how to manage the family property.

Trish held out her hand: "Hello." Ernie shook hands with her.

Christo pulled Cedric to the front again: "This is Cedric Diggory, he is...my friend."

Tracy looked at Christo with interest, and of course she could hear the pause in the words.Ernie explained from the side: "Actually, Kerry is shy. Cedric and we have been playing together since childhood."

"Hello, Diggory." She looked up at Cedric, and it was only then that she noticed that the man had an extremely handsome face, and those brown eyes made her look a little dazed.She quickly came back to her senses, lowered her head slightly to look at Christophe, and couldn't help but smile, "I see."

Seeing that there was something in her words, Chris suddenly became curious.

Trish blinked, "You really want to know."

Chris nodded.

Tracy leaned over and whispered in her ear: "He looks so good-looking, no wonder you are shy."

Christo really wanted to pretend she didn't hear.