[hp] I like your unexpected arrival

"36".

1.

"What does it matter to me that the bastard left?" Mrs. Finola sat arrogantly on the seat, her tone was rarely relieved, "She finally knows her identity, and she knows that Finola Manor is beyond her lifetime. place."

Chris Finola, who had been sitting behind the light, never spoke. He lowered his eyes and unbuttoned the two buttons on his collar.

"I'm not going to find her. This is just a bastard. She is the same as her mother—that Muggle. They shouldn't expect a little favor from Finola. You have to remember," Mrs. Finola stared at Her son, "You have nothing to do with them, Chris."

After the banquet, only the sound of the house elves cleaning was left in Finola Manor. They were talking to "the Lord" in a low voice. Mrs. Finola was in a good mood, and it was rare for her to let them go.

"Your dad Hyperion has finally become a Death Eater," she said happily. Your father is better. "

This was the first time she had complimented her husband Hyperion Finola after marrying into the Finola family.

Chris never spoke.

All his attention was on the silver ring on his left thumb, which he twisted as usual.

"—that bastard, that bastard who insulted Finola," Mrs. Finola said through gritted teeth, "I'll sooner or later..."

"Mother."

The young man stood up from the sofa, "You talk too much today."

Mrs. Finola looked at him incredulously, "Are you talking too much about me?! Chris, what the hell are you..."

Her throat was pinched by a pale but strong hand in the next second.

Born from her womb and lived under her nose for 15 years, the head of the house raised her eyelids lazily, "I've been looking for a balance between an obedient son and certain identities,"

His hands were cold, not at an ordinary temperature at all.His skin was also very white, a sickly whiteness as if it had never been exposed to sunlight.But what Mrs. Finola felt was merciless suppression and deterrence.

"But you may always do things that dissatisfy me because of this." There was no smile in the dark blue eyes, Chris said slowly, "I really regret it."

2.

Sirius sighed first, "I'm giving you a chance to threaten me? Otherwise, if I don't pay attention to you, all of your twenty Galleons will be wasted."

Ogg was stunned, and suddenly realized: "This, this way, I feel that I have missed a lot."

The more I think about it, the more I feel a little bit at a disadvantage.

She thought for a while and said sincerely: "Then I will give you all my luck, do you think I still have a chance?"

Sirius looked at her with a half-smile.

Seeing Sirius' confident expression, Ogg felt that he had got his twenty Galleons back again, and he was relieved. Just as he was about to speak, he was slapped in the face by a Hogwarts daily.

Ogg: ...

She was powerless to take down the Hogwarts Daily, which had appeared countless times in her day. The headline of the column was her five characters "Og Finola", which could not be ignored deliberately.

They had arrived at Gryffindor Tower, Sirius had a final match tomorrow, and the captain was waiting for a few players to come over to discuss tactics in the common room.

Ogg glanced at them and walked away consciously.

Sirius sat down under Kriter's teasing gaze, without any sense of embarrassment during the whole process, he buried himself in the sofa, his freshly washed black hair spread out smoothly.

"Girlfriend?" Crete asked gossipingly.

Sirius just hooked his lower lip.

He closed his eyes and said lazily.

"good friend."

3.

Ogg ran into Slughorn again and again in the library and came to the damn office again and again as the gracious assistant number one.

The professor with a big belly didn't think about how excessive his requests were. Ogg arranged the books on the bookshelf in his office one after another in order, and only after finishing a layer with a wizard's staff, he heard the sound of knocking on the door.

Slughorn was already looking up.

Ogg went straight to the door skillfully, pushed the door handle, and unexpectedly found that it was Chris Finola.

She hadn't seen him for a long time.

Maybe it's because the fourth year curriculum is tight, or maybe it's because he's a Slytherin and she's a Gryffindor and the rest are totally different.

Ever since he moved out of 47 Grimmauld Place, Ogg felt extremely relaxed.

She sometimes sent letters back with Lee, whose little black-and-white owl loved to run errands for them.

Ogg didn't buy an owl or a broomstick, and she even bought a cauldron at the lowest price.

Slughorn was also surprised at his arrival: "It's not yet eight o'clock."

"Sorry, professor, I heard that you need someone to tidy up the bookshelves here, and help yourself on your own." Chris said.

Ogg was watching no one, waiting for Slughorn to tell her to fuck off.

Slughorn looked at Chris with admiration as expected, "I am interested, it happens that Miss Shufinola here is too busy for me alone."

Listen to what this says.

We all know that she is too busy and let her tidy up.

Ogg curled his lips, kicked the ground, knowing that he had not escaped the fate of doing voluntary labor, and once again resigned to his fate, he walked to the bookshelf.

Her levitation spell can be regarded as the best one among the spells she has ever learned. Professor Flitwick's body weight can be floated by her at will, and these books are naturally easy to handle.

Slughorn was correcting his homework, and only the bell was ringing.

There was a book in the far corner of the bookshelf that seemed to be stuck, and it couldn't fly no matter what. Auger stood on tiptoe to reach it, and his knees were propped up on the wooden plank in the second row.

A hand helped her take down the book, and Chris looked at her: "Is there anything else I need to take?"

Ogg glanced at the books that were stuck layer by layer in the corner, hesitated for a while, and didn't know how to speak.

The top shelf was high for her, but Chris could still reach out and help her remove all the jammed books with ease.

Chris's hands were very pale, and Ogg herself never thought that she would see such white skin on a boy.

But Chris is different from Greenlupin's fragile whiteness, he only gives people a sense of aloofness.Ogg often saw a group of people sitting next to Chris, but she always felt that Chris never took them seriously.

There was another knock on the door.

Chris watched her, Ogg handed him all the books, and jumped down the escalator to open the door.

Green was surprised that she was here, and smiled softly, "Good afternoon, Finola."

Ogg stared into his eyes several times, and found that there was really nothing unusual. No wonder Li was so happy recently.

Green seemed to be handing in his potion thesis homework, and it took Ogg a few sentences to realize that he was handing in Lee's homework.

She trotted back to the escalator and caught a glimpse of Chris staring at Green out of the corner of her eye.

Ogg was so frightened that she almost knocked down the escalator. She staggered and grabbed Chris's wizard robe, blocked his gaze on Green with her body, and said bravely, "Book."

They were behind the bookshelves, and no one paid any attention to their movements.

Slughorn's clock never stopped its twisting, the door was softly shut, and Green seemed to be out.

Ogg still stubbornly forced himself to look at Chris.

They have the same blue eyes and the same blood in their bodies.

Chris is much taller than her.

The age of 15 is already the middle stage of a boy's growth. Chris has long since faded his immaturity when he was a child, and he has enough charm.

He bent down.

Auger clenched his fists.

Like Chris warning her the first time she entered that room, he whispered in her ear, "Are you protecting him?"

She tensed her body, bit her lower lip, but said calmly, "I just want a book."

"yes."

Chris chuckled as if hearing a joke, "Then why are you trembling, Oni."

4.

This year's Slytherin Seeker has been replaced by Rabastan Lestrange.

James watched the game between Slytherin and Ravenclaw in the afternoon, and was very disdainful of the new Seeker: "I bet he must be the worst in the Slytherin team."

Their afternoon win was due to their nasty tactics, with Ravenclaw's Seeker knocked out from the start.

"What is this?" He randomly picked up a Hogwarts Daily from the side to read, but he didn't know which version it was. "Smiling Prince Gilderoy Lockhart? What the hell."

Remus had come here to pass the time, and he thought there was an odd antic in reporter Noraj's nonsense.

"She seems to be a fan of Lockhart," Remus said.

James was about to be stunned: "Are you crazy? Is that crazy woman Norai?"

"They are all Ravenclaws." Remus turned the page, "It is said that this year's Ravenclaw grass is Lockhart."

James really took off his glasses and put them on again. Usually he does this action to show his incredible.

"She still compares you to Lockhart, Sirius," James laughed. "She thinks Lockhart's hair is more elegant than yours, and you're losing here. If she knows how clean you are, she will definitely Wouldn't say that."

Sirius was still lying on the sofa, nonchalantly: "Who wants that woman's approval."

James soon stopped laughing, because there was a long list of comparisons between Gilderoy Lockhart and James Potter in appearance, and Norai was still concluding: "As mentioned above, Porter was completely defeated by Gilderoy. Luo".

Remus knew that was his reaction, and said helplessly, "So I'll let you take another look."

James threw the daily newspaper on the table angrily, turned Sirius' head from the other side of the sofa, and looked at the raised eyebrows of the other side several times, "I just said, this is handsome, Lockhart What kind of?"

Sirius lost all sleepiness, rubbed his arms, his hands were sore from the recent excessive training, "You're serious."

"I, James Potter, can only admit that you are handsome in this life!" He was indignant, "What Lockhart, get out of here."

Sirius muffled a laugh.

Because tomorrow is the main event, Prefect Meadows specifically ordered them, the Quidditch players, to rest well today, as there were not many people in the lounge.

James glanced around, but didn't see Lily, and pretended to look away unintentionally.

"I thought you'd gone to bed," he said. "You've had your heaviest training today."

Remus saw it too, and he looked worriedly at Sirius who was still lying on the sofa.

The fat lady turned her body again because of the password, and her singing that she must come every night came as promised, and Ogg dragged his body tiredly into the lounge.

Chris Finola kept asking Slughorn about potions like he was having trouble with her, and Ogg was getting dizzy listening.

She let out a breath, rubbed her head, and was about to go up, when James saw her sharply, "Hey! Finola!"

This tone is really flat.

Ogg understands why Lily gets so upset every time James calls her "Hi! Evans."

5.

"Look at this." James forced the daily newspaper to her, and the smiling prince Lockhart's big face hit him directly, "What do you think?"

Ogg was silent for two seconds, "What's wrong?"

"Look here," James said angrily, "Norai thinks this guy is more handsome than Sirius!"

Ogg was so angry that he didn't move his brain and blurted out: "That's her blind!"

The three looked at her at the same time, James approvingly, Remus thoughtfully, and Sirius smiling.

She was very embarrassed after she finished speaking, and she didn't know where to look, like a gopher looking for a hole.

Sirius snorted, then found her downhill again, and handed her a black notebook.

Ogg opened it in surprise, and saw the name "Chaos Finola" on the first page of white paper.

"Sirius found it in an empty classroom two days ago." James was afraid that she would not know, "It seems to be your father's notebook, from Potions."

They don't touch other people's things, they read what was written on the first page and then they kept co-authoring.

Ogg saw the handwriting of "Dad" for the first time, and was a little dazed.

Her father was not as cold as Slytherin in her imagination, and he wrote some interesting stories in his notes from time to time. Ogg found that they were small passwords to promote her to quickly recite knowledge points.

Her heart warmed, and she was about to thank her when she heard James making trouble again: "You're welcome, just give Sirius a promise."

Ogg: ...

Auger: Huh?

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Every time I have no inspiration, I run to see the handsome guy, it is hopeless hahahahaha