HP pure blood glory

One week before school started, Mrs. Frieda started to pack Louise's luggage.Mrs. Frieda is an authentic noble lady, and her family lives in another city in Germany.When she was young, she was taken care of by house elves, so she didn't need to do anything at all. The only thing she had to do every day was to dress herself up, and then go to the ball, or exchange the latest fashion news with some ladies and ladies, maybe in her When she was a student, she also tried to be the top student in her grade, but after she got married, these didn't seem so important.

Louis has been very good since he was a child. This may be like his deceased grandfather, who has a slight cleanliness (this problem is getting worse now). Louis does not need his mother to do anything for him-ever since he was sensible, he has not What would use his mother.Although this sometimes makes Mrs. Frieda very proud when facing other wives, but sometimes, the child's over-obedience also makes her feel very bored.

Louis learned the cleaning spell from the portraits at home, and the reason was that Louis did not want to touch the dirty portraits (though Julius wiped them every day), so his ancestors, or the ancestors' ancestors, taught him This spell is to facilitate harmonious emotional communication between them.

The Meyer family had already existed in the Middle Ages. At that time, they were the biggest lords of the village. Those inherent, so-called aristocratic etiquette were taught to Louis by those ancient portraits, which directly led to Louis' indifference. temper.

Yes, Louis had no friends since he was a child. When the other children were playing and writing letters to each other, Louis supported his little chin and read the books about black magic in Mr. Meyer's study.

By the way, Mr. Meyer is now working in the Auror Division of the German Ministry of Magic, which is why after deciding to let Louis go to Hogwarts, Mr. Malfoy will be his guide.

Oh, as mentioned before, the Meyer family is a family of divination, but Mr. Meyer has no talent for this, and Louis is still young, so he doesn't see any special talent.

However, the development of divination in Germany is really poor, which is why Mr. Meyer sent Louis to Hogwarts. He heard that the professor of divination at Hogwarts is a descendant of the famous Trelawney family ...I don't know how Louis would feel if he knew that he was forced to study in another country for this reason.

Maybe there is no feeling at all?

The first rule of being an aristocrat is to keep an appropriate distance from the outside world.Louis has always remembered this very clearly, and strictly abides by it.

Julius was carrying two large suitcases that absolutely did not fit his figure, which made him look a little ridiculous.

The short body was wobbly, as if it would fall down in a second.

Mrs. Frieda came here on a rare occasion. You know, she held three banquets in order to send Louise off. Another one was Miss Laura, a well-known costume designer in the German wizarding world.

"Mom." Louis hugged the sobbing woman, nodded to Mr. Meyer next to him, took the two large suitcases from Ulis, and held them on the left and right , which made his slender figure look thinner in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Frieda cried even harder, as if she wanted to squeeze out all the tears in her life.

Mr. Meyer put his left hand on Mrs. Frieda's back and patted it lightly. With the other hand, he tried to wrap his arms around her head. His tall figure was a little out of place with the short wizards around him.

With a cold face, Louis pursed his lips and said, "I will write to you, mother."

"Really?" Mrs. Frieda raised her head from her husband's arms and asked with red eyes.

Seeing Louis nodded, Mrs. Frieda seemed to be greatly comforted.

"Well, honey, Louis still has two boxes, he should go."

Mrs. Frieda finally nodded, and Louis saluted the two people with his eyes, then turned around and walked towards platform [-] and three quarters. In an instant, the small figure was overwhelmed by the sudden rush of Muggles.

In fact, before Louis could react, he was already standing in front of the school bus.It was a crimson steam locomotive with a sign on it that said: Hogwarts Express, eleven o'clock.

[Thick smoke from steam locomotives lingers above the chattering crowd, and cats of various colors walk around under people's feet.Amidst the buzzing of the crowd and the noise of dragging heavy luggage, owls also hooted piercingly, answering each other. 】

Louis didn't bring an owl, he brought a pure snow sculpture, after all, there is really a long distance between Hogwarts and the Cornish village, an ordinary owl would definitely be very tired to fly back and forth—see The owl sent by Hogwarts to deliver the letter knew it—his little claws were trembling with the letter.

Louis carried the two suitcases and got into the carriage. There was no other way. Mrs. Frieda did not allow him to take Ulis with him, even though Hogwarts did not allow him either.

Louis got into the third carriage, which was already full of children, some of them chatting and laughing together, some of them were fighting in the aisle, the whole carriage was in a mess, and for a moment, Louis I don't know where to go.

"What are you doing here?" Just then, a clear female voice came from behind him.

Louis turned around and found it was a girl with short black hair.

The girl is very cute, with big cat eyes and a straight nose.Her pointed chin was raised, and it reminded him of Draco he had seen in Diagon Alley.The girl was lugging a huge suitcase, perhaps bigger than Louis's two suitcases combined.

The girl compared herself with one hand, and then compared him, muttering, "You are really tall."

"Hello." Louis nodded slightly and gestured to the girl. His long-term elegant posture was perfectly reflected at this moment.

The girl's gaze changed a little, as if she was suddenly... shy?

"You are so different from them!" She raised her chin to indicate to the red-haired children who were fighting over there, "It's really nice to meet you, my name is Pansy, Pansy Parkinson. How about you?" ?”

"Louis van Meyer." Louis saluted Pansy, and Pansy returned the same.

Then, with Louis leading the way, he tried his best to exude the atmosphere that no one should enter, and walked through the aisle expressionlessly.

Maybe it was really Louis's cold expression that frightened the children, or maybe because of the boy's tall and thin figure, the people fighting each other in the corridor consciously avoided the blond boy.

There are more people in the front compartment, and the rear compartments are obviously much empty.

The brunette walked behind him, cautiously, without speaking.

Louis found an empty cubicle, opened the door and walked in, while the girl behind her struggled to drag her luggage in.

It seems that being kind to girls is also the code of nobility. Louis pursed his lips and pulled the box and placed it next to the booth.

"Thank you." The girl whispered.

Louis didn't really want to have any more in-depth conversations with the girl, so he sat down face to face with the girl, then opened the front button of the suitcase, and took out a copy of "Daily Prophet".

[The Boy Who Killed You-Know-Who - Harry Potter]

The first page of the newspaper was a large photo of a dark-haired boy with a narrow smile, his pupils were a rich dark green.When laughing, you can vaguely see the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead.

The background of the photo is a messy bar, and the people in the bar are reveling in the boy's arrival.

It turned out to be him.Louis thought.

While Louis was reading the newspaper, the girl opposite was looking out the window. The green field was receding rapidly. Obviously, the car was moving.

[The boy who killed the mysterious man... the first-year Hogwarts, will it be the same Slytherin as the mysterious man, or Mr. Potter's Gryffindor?In any case, the wizarding world will celebrate his birth, and his birth will be a day we will always remember...]

Lewis flipped through the first edition.

The second page of the newspaper is a middle-aged man, who is constantly telling his experience of shaking hands with Mr. Porter.It is accompanied by such a narrative [Mr. Porter came out of the bar... It was a wonderful experience to say, I swear I didn't see him right away, but there was a voice in my heart reminding me, look over there, look over there Side... I looked over, and Mr. Porter was surrounded by a group of people...]

Louis turned quickly to the second page.

The third edition is still about Harry Potter - The Boy Who Lived.

The next few editions are the addresses of several new libraries in London and some densely packed phone numbers.

Louis put down the newspaper wearily.

"Ah!" A sharp scream sounded outside the door, and Pansy almost instantly withdrew her gaze from the window, and quickly glanced at Louis.

Louis sat securely in his seat.

Immediately afterwards, there were some intermittent screams. It seemed that because the source of the sound was relatively far away, it was already a little blurred when it reached Louis' cubicle.

After a while, heavy footsteps came, maybe it was the person who screamed just now.

The black-haired girl glanced at Louis again, seeing that he was not interested in taking a look at him at all, she stood up a little bit uncontrollably, and opened the door of the cubicle.

Almost at the same time, the girl screamed, "Merlin! How did this happen?"

Louis heard some murmured curses outside.

Pansy turned her head and saw Louis was looking this way, she didn't intend to stop, bit her lip, and opened the door completely.

A confused trio appeared in front of Louis.