[HP] Reborn Christian

Dirty trembling, what should I do? !

Little Chris was thinking about something in his mind. Elaine just stared at him blankly for a while, frowned, and called out little Chris' attention with difficulty.

"Metley..." Elaine's voice was a little hoarse, and the vomiting made his throat lose water.

"I'm sorry!" Little Chris reflexively repented.

"No, go to the medical wing." Elaine insisted on not accepting professional treatment. This situation caused little Chris to make comparisons and explanations automatically in his brain while he was in a daze.

This scene, no matter how you look at it, looks like a gangster who got shot with someone and was shot but resolutely refused to go to the hospital to explain the treatment.In this situation, there are usually only two options, either to save yourself or to go to a black market doctor.But this is Hogwarts, where can little Chris find a black doctor? !

"But you look very bad. You don't know, all the potions I made according to the steps are poisons. The more complicated the production process, the more advanced the potions are, the more toxic the finished products are. All the white mice who drank the potions died. Miserable!" Little Chris was about to cry, he had lived for so many years, but he never thought that one day he would kill someone.Although little Chris is not a kind person, he is not a cruel person either.

He already felt uncomfortable with the death of so many mice. If another person died now, it would most likely be the reincarnation of Salazar Slytherin. Little Christon felt that ten thousand deaths would not be enough to apologise.

Life itself is a miracle, and a miracle was stifled because of himself, and little Chris couldn't pass his own test.

"Really, it's okay." Elaine grabbed Chris's wrist tightly, "I want to drink water."

"Ah, good, you wait!"

Elaine drank water to moisten her throat, and didn't know if he was better. Little Chris stared at his face anxiously, trying to find more information from it.

"I'm sorry." Little Chris apologized weakly. Although the apology did not help the accident that had happened, it represented a human attitude anyway. Little Chris sincerely repented and hoped to get Elaine's forgiveness.It is of course best for the other party not to pursue the matter.

"Hmm." Elaine didn't have the energy to say more, and only uttered a single syllable to indicate that she heard what little Chris said.

It was a good birthday, and almost killed him. Little Chris has committed a lot of crimes, and he has no face to face God...

"Elaine, just ask what you want, I will try my best to meet it!" Little Chris tried his best to ask for forgiveness, otherwise he would feel uneasy.Elaine glanced at little Chris without saying a word.For a moment, the atmosphere stiffened.

"Dad, we're back!" The long-lost childish voice sounded, little Chris looked back in shock and saw two monsters who had been missing for a long time passing through the wall, "I brought you a gift." Little Red threw the Suzaku stone pendant to little Chris.

During the time when Fly took Little Red away, he went to refine the Suzaku Stone. It took seven to seven 49 days to completely refine the power in the blood stone. So far, Fly has recovered nearly [-]% of his strength, and the trauma of his soul is also gone. Completely healed.

The rest is the recuperation. Fly estimated that after another year or so of recuperation, full recovery of strength would not be a problem.Suzaku stone is made, and has established a deep connection with his soul. Fly gave it to little Chris, so that if something happens to little Chris and he happens not to be by his side, Suzaku stone can temporarily protect Ichigo, At the same time, he can also know what happened to little Chris at the first time.

Is this considered surveillance plus protection?

There is no way, monitoring is necessary to protect little Chris.

Little Chris was so excited when he saw Fly came back!Regardless of carefully looking at what Little Red threw to him, he threw it on the bed, stepped over and grabbed Fly's wings.

"Fly! You are finally back...something happened..." Little Chris almost cried with joy.

Fly didn't expect that little Chris would have such a violent reaction, and he was caught by little Chris in a daze. When he came back to his senses, the wings were firmly held by little Chris in his hand, struggling, Little Chris didn't realize the problem and didn't let go. Fly raised his right paw—

"Aw! It hurts!" The fabric on Little Chris's chest was scratched by the monster's sharp claws, and the tingling pain told him that his own skin was also scratched.

"It deserves it." Little Red's relaxed and cheerful tone was clearly gloating.

"FlyFly! Something big happened!" Little Chris was not in the mood to care about being scratched by the evildoer, and he was even more worried about Elaine's problem. "Elaine is poisoned!"

Hearing this, Fly turned his head to look at Elaine, who was lying on the bed and looked very weak. The other party happened to be looking at him too, their eyes met and their gazes intertwined, each of them harboring evil plans.

"Fly said, he's fine." Little Red dutifully translated, "Why did he get poisoned?"

The monster's "it's okay" reassured little Chris a little. Even if he didn't say any reason, little Chris blindly believed that Fly was right.

"I made a birthday cake, and Elaine took a bite and..." Little Chris gritted his teeth, "How do I know that it's not just potions, no matter what I do, it will become poisonous. Sakura said I was poisoned." It’s really not a lie!” Little Chris was very depressed, how could he be so unlucky to suffer from such “traveling sequelae”?

"Dad can make cakes?" Little Red's tone showed full suspicion.

"There is a family with elves to guide!" Little Chris was angry, "Besides, the materials are all made by Fei. I just pour the chocolate into the mold and make some flowers on the cake to write a few words. God Knowing this can also change its properties and turn a good cake into poison."

Little Chris was very wronged.

"Who can blame this." Little Red spread his wings and conveyed Fly's meaning with emotion.

asshole!Little Chris swears in his heart, these two big and small evildoers dare to laugh at him and make sarcastic remarks?If he was unlucky and had an accident, these two would not be able to please him!

But in fact, little Chris just died, and Fly and little Red will be fine, at most a little trouble.

"What should I do now? Elaine refuses to go to the medical wing, but I'm very worried. Even if you all say it's okay... I'm very uncertain about the poison I made myself." Little Chris said Fly couldn't bear to look at the expression on the verge of crying—little Chris's current appearance is really embarrassing.

"Chris," Elaine frowned and looked up at the ceiling, "If you send me to the medical wing and you are asked, you will be in trouble."

Little Chris froze.

Elaine was poisoned because he ate the cake made by Little Chris. If Madam Pomfrey asked about the cause of the poisoning, Little Chris would definitely be involved. From this, we can imagine how much trouble he will have in the future.First of all, Dumbledore's talk is enough to give him a headache, and Dumbledore will definitely talk to him.

After a long time, it turned out that Elaine insisted on refusing to seek medical treatment in order to prevent little Chris from getting into trouble.Little Chris lowered his head, with mixed feelings in his heart.He was only thinking about how to calculate and curry favor with this suspected Salazar Slytherin through body, but Elaine himself was still thinking about him, the culprit, even though he didn't know what kind of poison was in his body.In this comparison, the gap between the two is infinitely magnified. The despicableness of little Chris and the greatness of Elaine stand out, and the contrast is strong and clear.

He lived with honor and died with greatness, but he, little Chris, was a petty philistine with a dishonorable name.Feeling ashamed in my heart, my eyes dimmed.

Fly couldn't see the dead look of little Chris, so he slammed his paw down again, and there were a few more paw prints on the chest of little Chris.

"Oh! Fly, why are you grabbing me again? It really hurts!" Little Chris's eyes flickered with little fluorescent lights, Fly gave him a cold look, dragged out a small bottle from the nest and threw it to Little Chris.

"This is for trauma." While little Red was translating, Fly then grabbed a small bottle and threw it to little Chris. "This is for Elaine, the cure for all poisons."

Emotion is a bottle of wound healing potion and a bottle of universal antidote.Little Christon felt defeated.An evildoer is worthy of being an evildoer, even the universal antidote is always on hand, but he doesn't know anything and often gets into trouble, so he can only ask Fly for help.Little Chris secretly made up his mind that when Fly went out tomorrow, he must secretly dismantle his nest to see what good things are hidden inside!

"The antidote is taken internally, but it needs to be diluted with 50.00% six of water to make a 30.00% solution." Little Red added that little Chris got a headache when he heard about the percentage and dilution.His experience in chemical experiments is really very little!How to dilute without professional equipment!

63 Return of the evildoer

Fly is back, and Little Chris is relieved. Elaine is obviously better after drinking the medicine that the evildoer did not know where. Little Chris saw that he closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep again, so he chatted with Little Red in a low voice. .

"Where did you two go during this time? You just left a vague sentence and disappeared without a trace. My newspaper subscription for the past two months has been for nothing." Little Chris thought that those newspapers were all flowers. Qian subscribed, but he couldn't even see a shadow, and felt depressed.Although he is not deeply involved in the world, he always knows the hardships of making money.

Fly remembered those newspapers after listening to little Chris's words. He and little Red left to refine the bloodstone for nearly two months, and no one picked up the newspapers. Doesn't that mean that the front yard of the Dark Lord's manor is lying around* *Or fresh newspaper!

oh!Hopefully Voldemort's house-elf had a chance to go to the front yard and see those things packed up.

But Voldemort would find out that little Chris used his manor address to order Muggle newspapers so disrespectfully. Just thinking about it, he knew how miserable little Chris would end up. Fly combed his feathers slowly, without panicking at all.Anyway, rushing to deal with what is almost completely humus now can't remedy anything.To discover the Dark Lord sooner or later, the key point is to see if people have the energy to pay attention to him.

"Practice." Little Red blurted out a Chinese phrase, and little Chris blinked for two seconds, then reacted and looked at Fly in surprise.

"Oh! You are really a monster!" Excited, little Chris also burst into Chinese, and Fly secretly repeated his words to understand the meaning.After all, there is a difference between the language he knows and the Chinese that little Chris speaks.

"Nonsense!" Hearing what little Chris said, Red was unhappy, "I'm a monster, not Fly!" The way little Red glared at little Chris was quite interesting, Chris accidentally lost his expression, no He smiled politely.

"Why are you so happy!" Little Red almost frowned.The little Chris who was sullen and indifferent before the start of school is gone, and now this one is so underwhelming! "Where's the pendant we gave you when we came back just now?"

"Huh?" Little Chris looked silly.Did he see something like a pendant just now?

"He threw it on the bed casually." Fly covered his head with his wings, and couldn't bear to watch it any longer.These two are just...

"Ah! So you threw me on the bed."

"Huh? This?" Little Chris walked over and picked up a chain with red stones in the corner of the bed. "Is this a ruby?"

"You are the ruby! This is the Suzaku stone!" Little Red hated iron but steel, if he had teeth, he might have crushed them by now.

Little Chris, who has never seen the world, you are a good young man with a telephone, a TV, and a computer. You have never seen the video or pictures on the real TV. You must have seen it!Does Ruby look like this!

"Bloodstone is a natural stone that contains spiritual power. After 49 days and [-] days of refining with the soul of Suzaku, the finished product is Suzaku Stone." Little Red kindly helped little Chris to popularize knowledge.

"Oh." Little Chris nodded, expressing his understanding.But he only listened to the literal meaning of little Red's introduction, and didn't contact him for more in-depth thinking. He was too lazy to think about and care about the true identities and origins of Fly and Red.So far, little Chris has trusted these two creatures the most.

"Put it on, don't take it off!" Little Red suddenly became strong, which made the already weak little Chris even weaker.

Here little Chris and little Red are having a lot of fun, and Fly finally finished combing his feathers, fluttered his wings, made no sound, and in the blink of an eye, he was gone.

"Red, has Fly's speed increased?" Little Chris asked casually while putting on the necklace.As soon as he put it on, little Chris felt as if he had been clicked. He put the necklace on his flesh, and the cool stone touched his chest and gradually became as warm as a human body.The indescribable strange feeling made little Chris feel at ease.

"So the effect of this thing is to soothe the nerves?"

"..." Little Red stared at little Chris, speechless.

After drinking the medicine given by the evildoer, Elaine lay in bed until the next morning.Little Chris, who was sleeping lightly because of this matter in his heart, woke up as soon as he noticed movement.Stretched in a daze: "How do you feel?"

"It's all right." Elaine put on her clothes in an orderly manner maintaining the typical speed of a nobleman, and then went into the bathroom without saying a word.Little Chris, who was fully awake, was either lying on the bed or sitting on the bed. Elaine always wanted to send someone away when she said she was fine, but who would believe such words!If something really happened to him, he would have to bear the responsibility for the rest of his life!

After more than ten minutes, Elaine came out of the bathroom and refused to talk about yesterday's poisoning, and he ignored whatever Chris asked him.If it weren't for this usual dead-face, Little Chris would definitely think that people hated him.

The birthday cake poisoning incident was suppressed by Elaine, and little Chris had reason to believe that his words were as tight as Elaine's. If this matter was known by a third "person", he would definitely be the one who spread the word.Of course, little Red, who was being used as a monitor, double agent and translator, would definitely report this to Voldemort.

Little Chris swears to God, he will never give anyone a birthday cake again!

The poisoning incident has been exposed, and the class still has to follow the same as the homework.When little Chris shuttled among the bookshelves in the library again, Fly came back with a bunch of things.

A box of costumes worn at the Halloween ball, a letter from the Dark Lord—please don’t question how the evildoer brought these things back at once, Fly refined the power contained in the bloodstone, and the soul was repaired Seven to seven to eight to eight, the strength has roughly recovered to seven points of before.

Back in the dormitory, little Chris temporarily and selectively ignored the fact that Voldemort had sent him a letter, happily took out the dress and tried it on, and it looked much better than last year's one.It was not in vain that before the start of school, he specially drew design drawings for the Muggle clothing store with reference to the various handsome military uniforms in the Japanese manga in his memory and the styles of German uniforms in reality.It's hard for people to see the original design of this dress from his ghostly "design drawing". Although the time and method of picking up the goods are a bit troublesome, it is a rare opportunity to be handsome and pretend to be so handsome, Xiaoke Reese didn't let it go.

"How about my design?" Little Chris asked looking at the reflection of Fly in the mirror.

"That's what Fly said." Little Red acted as an interpreter unhappily.

"Why?" Little Chris turned his head in disbelief, his light brown eyes filled with doubts.He forgot for a moment that the creatures in this dormitory probably have different aesthetics, and it is pointless to ask their opinions.

"It's beautiful." Elaine passed by little Chris with the dictionary in her arms, comforting him by the way.

"..." Little Chris decided not to pay attention to them, and silently turned his head and continued to look in the mirror.

"Dad, don't you read the letter from father now?" Little Red picked up which pot he didn't open.Little Chris had really forgotten that there was such a thing.

"By the way, Fly, you went to Wrights to get the clothes, didn't they say anything?" After the clothes were ready, Lorraine Wrights went to the clothing store to pick them up, and then he didn't know when and how to notify He asked Fly to get it, and Chris guessed that it was the so-called owl channel.

"No. Dad, letter." Little Red reminded again, even if there is something to say, it is impossible to say it in front of Elaine, right?Little Red wonders if little Chris has become stupid recently, or has he become smarter?

"Letter...let's read it tomorrow." Little Chris didn't have the courage to face it, even if it was just a letter from Voldemort.

"Dad, aren't you afraid of death?" Little Red was instantly possessed by a spirit of resentment, and his whole body was full of resentment. Little Chris lamented that this is a monster that can create such an infiltrating aura.

"Look at it..." He sighed in his heart, no matter how he tried to escape, he couldn't escape now.

The Dark Lord's letter, to the effect that:

One, I used the address of the manor to order a Muggle newspaper, but I didn't come to pick it up for two months. The matter of dozens of copies of the newspaper in the front yard will not be calculated until little Chris returns from vacation.

Second, you are not allowed to stay in school at Christmas, you must go back to the manor.

Three, Halloween dresses are beautiful.

Little Chris ignored the first thing very calmly, and the second thing, he said that it was the same wherever he went, and he was always the one who was sad.As for the third thing, little Chris was terribly frightened.

Where is it beautiful? This is obviously handsome!

Little Chris was arrogant for a moment, and then boldly stared at Fly desperately. The evildoer scratched him yesterday and left a few marks on his body.

"Why did he see my clothes?"

For the little Chris who asked this question, Fly has only one comment: This kid is getting more and more stupid.

With Little Red around, is there anything that the Dark Lord doesn't know and can't do? Voldemort received feedback from Little Red, knowing that Chris had ordered a suit from a Muggle clothing store, and he himself did not know why, so he intercepted Lorraine Wrights and brought the suit back to the manor on the day he picked it up. Bored, he took another look along the way.Yesterday, when Fly went to the manor to check the pollution of newspaper waste, Voldemort used the enchantment of the Silencing Charm and detection magic to discover and expose him.

"So you left suddenly yesterday to go to the manor? Then Voldy brought you the box and the letter?" Hearing Fly's abbreviated explanation, little Chris nodded thinking he had understood. "But I still want to know why the clothes are in his place." A trace of unknown emotion flashed in the eyes of little Chris, and Elaine on the other side of the dormitory seemed to look up at him.

Why did Voldemort suddenly have a brain twitch and went to get little Chris's clothes?

Fly wanted to laugh, who could guess the Dark Lord's psychology?Probably even Voldemort himself didn't know how to solve this problem, or he knew, but he just didn't want to admit that he knew.

64 Ching Ming Extra Story

I, Yi Yuxuan, was born in the Xuanwu clan. I was supposed to protect the Xuan clan—the four-and-a-half God clan—to rule the country. After the war with the demon and human clans, the Xuan clan lost its ruling power and status.The four guardian gods finally completely reclusive and no longer care about worldly affairs, and the four and a half gods also gradually

Gradually disappear on the stage of history, hidden in the city.

Hidden world, this is really good news.After I was born, I began to search for the traces of Zhu Chi, searched the entire continent, and turned over all possible and impossible places.There is no body and no news. I forced myself to believe that Zhu Chi must have gone to another world.

However, it is not that he has never done such a thing as going to other worlds.

The white tiger's spirit search technique is my last hope, but unfortunately there is nothing left when I find the white tiger clan.The only surviving blood of the White Tiger Clan, the little White Tiger, is too weak to use at all. The requirements for the depth of spiritual power are very strict

spirit search.

The little white tiger recognized the master, that... I can't make rash comments, he is powerful and dangerous.He can make the four guardian gods prosper and also make our four clans disappear from now on.No one can offend the person who manipulates the supreme "rules" with one hand.

Clinker, not long after, the little white tiger also disappeared, together with his master.First Mo Qing and his master, followed by Little White Tiger and the others. I was thinking, is this a catastrophe?It is destined that they will all meet the person they want to recognize the Lord, and then be with him

Suddenly it disappeared.

What about me?

In any case, my clothes, Yuxuan, do not recognize the Lord!

On the day when Zhu Chi disappeared again, I prepared food and wine and went to the original site of the battlefield where Zhu Chi last appeared.Now there are people coming and going, and it is already one of the bustling streets of a town.I came to the east side of the street, and this was the last place I had traced Rochi with my sorcery.

I found a clean place to sit down on the side of the street, and I took out the food and wine, and just put them on the ground.A glass of wine was given to Zhu Chi, and he threw it into the air. Anyway, Zhu Chi who went to another world and the people here went to the underworld after death—they also belonged to another world—no difference.

Not dead, but not much different from dead.

"Are you offering sacrifices to the dead?" A man's voice sounded above his head, which was really disappointing.

"No. He hasn't said he's dead yet." Too lazy to look up, I picked up a peanut with my chopsticks and put it back on the plate.Zhu Chi doesn't like to eat peanuts, but I do. Every time we drink together, he looks at me eating peanuts with a displeased face, while Mo Qing doesn't care what to eat, we

He eats whatever he eats.

When I think of the past, the corners of my mouth curl up unconsciously, and there is a gentle smile between my brows and eyes.Knowing that Zhu Chi didn't like it, I still prepared peanuts every time, but I didn't prepare anything else. As a result, every time Zhu Chi only drank two sips of wine and stopped, he didn't say he was preparing something, he would rather look at me and Mo green to eat.

Today is the day when Zhu Chi disappeared, so he can't be accommodated just like that.

Alcohol hurts your health, but Zhu Chi loves to drink, but he has a good habit of never drinking alone, and he can't drink without food.

"But your posture is clearly paying homage to the dead." The disappointing voice continued, immersed in the memory, I really didn't want to talk to him, but it didn't seem good to ignore him, my image of Yi Yuxuan was very Good, civilized and polite, strong yet humble.

puff.

I couldn't help it, I laughed out loud.

Thinking of the serious evaluation made by Zhu Chi above, I couldn't help laughing in such a disfigured way.

"Did you miss your old friend?" Why is that man still there?

"Look for..." I couldn't fully express the following words.The appearance of that man is clearly the one who committed suicide by Zhu Chi!

"Yu Chi! You're back!" I threw away the cup and saucer in my hand, stood up abruptly, and stared at Zhu Chi.

I can't believe it, but the one standing in front of me is the real Yuchi. After all, I still have some understanding of the price and difficulty of traveling through time and space.

"Are you sacrificing me?" The other party didn't answer my question directly, but asked me a question instead.

"Just come back." I took two steps forward, no matter what, it was enough to see you again.

"Tch, I'm not dead yet, what kind of sacrifice are you offering?" I'm sure this is Zhu Chi, his awkward tone now, who isn't that Suzaku?

"Let's go back." I slightly hooked the corners of my lips and looked at him.She was dressed in strange white clothes, and her hair color changed to jet black, like dark blue eyes.Heh, what's wrong with me today, I keep thinking about something.

"No." Zhu Chi replied decisively, and I was stunned.

"No. I still have something to do, so I can't come back now." Zhu Chi spontaneously explained.

Vaguely, I felt that something was wrong.If this is true, what does Zhu Chi mean by this?If he can't come back, there is something else, that is to say, he is still in another world, and he can't get back now.

"Phantom?" I narrowed my eyes and stared at Zhu Chi.It is said that when I squint my eyes slightly, I look very intimidating and quite courageous.It's a pity that the one in front of him doesn't eat this set, he frowned and opened his mouth to explain.

"I have formed a soul contract with someone, and I cannot leave him until the contract is completed or terminated."

This sentence is like a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

Zhu Chi said that he formed a soul contract with someone?Zhu Chi said he couldn't leave that person!

"Huchi, tell the truth." I don't know what I'm expecting, and I don't know what I'm afraid of, but I really want to hear him tell the truth now, "Why do you form a bond with someone?"

"Because..." Zhu Chi hesitated to speak.

"you like him?I tried to ask the second half of the sentence, why?why?Zhu Chi, it turned out that when I knew that you might have fallen in love with a human being, I felt so uncomfortable and hurt.

It turns out that I have already fallen in love with you.

My love already...has...know that Zhu Chi is fine, I can't ask for anything more.Anyway, I'm a human being, I can't live for many years, and I have a lot of time, so what about the soul contract, Zhu Chi has no ability to change his fate against the sky and keep that human being forever young.

"I don't know too well. At that time, my soul was seriously injured, and I left here again. There is no meaning of existence in another world. Sooner or later, the "law" will eliminate my mistake according to the rules. "

"So you have found the meaning of your existence?" I raised my eyebrows, why do these words sound so harsh?

"Basically. When I saw that child, I liked it. She's smart and cute, but occasionally she's a little too twitchy. Generally speaking, she's pretty good." When Zhu Chi talked about that child, his eyes were full of affection. drown.I was jealous, jealous of the human being who had never met and most likely never would.

"Well. Do you need me to help you?"

"No. It's enough to have me." Zhu Chi proudly and affectionately eased my almost violent emotions.

"Yeah." I nodded, thinking about when Zhu Chi's phantom would disappear, and his figure disappeared all of a sudden.

"Zhuchi!" I yelled loudly, and when I came to my senses, I looked up, and all the people around me were watching me.What, have you never seen a grave sweeper?

Standing up calmly, I tidied up my clothes, quilt, plates, chopsticks, and walked away from the crowd, although it was aimless.

In the end, I was just "dreaming".Zhu Chi is still in the other world, and I still search for the method of getting to the other world and the specific location of his world to no avail.

etc!It was a phantom just now, but the phantom always has an entity as the source on the other side, and the phantom is its projection.If the phantom of Zhu Chi just now is real, then I will go there now as a follower and follow the route projected by him all the way there, and the destination on the other side will not be the different world where Zhu Chi is!Thinking of this, I immediately turned back, and the phantom of Zhu Chi had just disappeared, so there should be enough time to track him now... right?Maybe, hopefully.

Regardless of the outcome, I'm going to give it a try.

Casting spells to create an enchantment to hide his figure, and then standing on the side of the street openly and casting spells.

Zhu Chi, this time, I should be able to find you.

Facts have proved that as Xuanwu, I still have a protoss style.Good luck at least.When I was almost exhausted after casting a series of spells, the picture in front of me suddenly changed, and the pressure from all directions squeezed towards me suddenly, as if to tear me apart.

After silently reciting the mantra to protect the soul, after finally surviving a torture that non-human beings can bear, there is a "brightness" in front of my eyes.

White world, is it snowing?

65 Stunning Halloween

On the eve of Halloween, as usual, everyone tosses themselves "inhumanly" to attend the Halloween ball.Little Chris put on what he thought was a handsome dress, with Ravenclaw's eagle emblem pinned on his right chest, and a katana sword transformed from a wand pinned around his waist. His short black hair and light brown pupils matched his outfit The matching is really a bit like a handsome boy in Japanese manga.

Little Chris rubbed his short, broken hair, adjusted his facial expression a little, and put on a cold and noble posture of not wanting to be beaten, and walked out of the dormitory slowly towards the hall.

Elaine walked with him in a dark gray brocade robe, which was no different from a wizard's robe in terms of style alone. Coupled with her aristocratic temperament, she wore this robe with a unique flavor.It is said that people rely on clothes, but when little Chris looked at Elaine, he felt that clothes depended on people.It's a pity that no matter what, I can't envy the connotation and temperament of others.

In the hall, the little wizards of each school are dressed in various costumes. They gather in twos and threes to chat or fight with a lot of food alone. The professors also sit on the teacher's bench in costumes or talk to each other or observe the little wizards below. They are in a daze.As soon as Little Chris and Elaine walked through the gate, they attracted almost everyone's attention—it was Little Chris who caught the eye, and Elaine's aristocratic temperament was neither prominent nor conspicuous among the little snakes.

Under the simultaneous shooting of all kinds of eyes, little Chris forced himself to maintain a calm state of mind, straightened his back and walked towards the Slytherin long table.

"Chris! You... are so beautiful today!" Xiao Lei was still dressed in a cute outfit, and when he greeted Xiao Chris to sit next to him, his black eyes were shining brightly, which made people want to bully him.

"You are also very cute." Little Chris smiled, in fact, he said in his heart: You are the only one who is beautiful, you have been beautiful for ten lifetimes!

"Chris!" Xiao Lei lowered his head in embarrassment, his cheeks flushed.

"Heh." Little Barty laughed unceremoniously, these two are still the same as last year.

"Hey? Batty, you actually laughed! It's so rare." Little Chris was suddenly a little surprised, why did little Batty become cheerful when he didn't know it?

"..." Little Barty decided to take back his previous words, and Little Chris seemed to be getting more and more out of breath.

"Christian Metley?" Narcissa Black called out Little Chris's name in a shrill voice pretending to be surprised, and then she approached Little Chris sitting on Xiao Lei's left with the graceful steps of a noble lady. .Little Chris turned his head to look at Narcissa's posture, it was obvious that the visitor was not kind.Looking at Elaine who was silently sitting on his left, he instantly dismissed the idea of ​​using the people around him as a shield.

"Hello, Miss Black." Little Chris felt that his current expression should be a forced smile, but unfortunately, he has been accustomed to wearing a pure mask for a long time, and his expression control is very good. No one can see the helplessness in his heart. depressed.

"Narcisha, good evening." Xiaolei greeted her cousin obediently. As soon as Narcissa looked down and saw Xiaolei's cute dress and expression, she immediately threw little Chris, a little wizard who was not pleasing to the eye, out of the sky.Unable to hold back, he stretched out his claws and touched the top of Xiao Lei's hair. Little Chris would bet that what Narcissa was thinking about now was how to pinch Xiao Lei's white and tender cheeks while maintaining her aristocratic posture.

"Elaine, I'll leave for a moment." Little Chris explained to Elaine and quickly left the Slytherin table.

Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw are separated between the Slytherin long table and the Gryffindor long table. Obviously, the original designer took into account the differences and aversions between Slytherin and Gryffindor in eating habits .In order to prevent the students from the two colleges from looking at each other and dissatisfied with each other, affecting the appetite of the little wizards and eventually causing the little snakes and little lions to suffer from severe malnutrition or stomach problems, separating them in the same hall is the only solution. Method.

However, Slytherin and Gryffindor took several classes together, which obviously wanted to intensify their conflicts.Therefore, many fans speculate that this schedule was arranged by Dumbledore.It doesn't matter what the truth is, the result is that the hatred between Slytherins and Gryffindors grows deeper and the knot is more and more dead.

Little Chris conjectured that Dumbledore must have done something secretly, otherwise how could it be so coincidental that so many classes are taught together?

While thinking wildly, little Chris had already arrived at the Ravenclaw long table.

Ravenclaw's two prefects are fifth grader Maura Trick and sixth grader Laulette Lun Barger.

"Good evening, Trick Jr.