[HP] Moonlight Lingling

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After bidding farewell to Qiu Zhang, Cynthia turned to Pan Xi and Daphne.

"That girl just now..." Pansy asked suspiciously.

"Cho Chang, second year Ravenclaw. She's Chinese." Cynthia replied.

"Chinese? I think you can satisfy your wish." Pan Xi knew his friend's obsession with Chinese food.

"Hmph, you only know that you are an idiot with slugs stuffed in his head. It's really embarrassing for a pure-blooded family to mix with such a foreign race." Daphne Greengrass said beside him.

"Pansy, you are still staying with such a big-breasted and brainless creature." Cynthia obviously heard what Daphne said, she raised her eyebrows and said, "I really want to know, how did you Communicating with such a completely brainless creature? It's unfortunate that the Greenglass family has such a daughter, and Astoria will cry when she knows what she has done."

"Cynthia..." Pan Xi was helpless.Obviously both of them get along very well, but why do they always attack each other verbally even if they don't get along?

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At this moment, Cynthia saw the black-haired boy on the platform following a group of red-haired boys, so she bid farewell to Pencey and his group, and only stepped forward when the twins helped him carry his luggage into the carriage and were called away by his mother to say hello.

"Hi, Harry." Cynthia greeted Harry after walking into the cubicle.

"Hi, Cynthia." Harry looked happy to see someone he knew.

"School starts today, how do you feel?" Cynthia asked him.Although this boy was a bit shy, he was generally in line with Cynthia's taste. Although he could not be said to be a close friend, it was still good to be a friend. "Ah, can I sit here?" Daphne and some of the girls from the Slytherin blood families annoyed Cynthia.As for Draco, leave it to Pansy and Blaise.Besides, those two big guys, Crabbe and Goyle, wouldn't let anything happen to Draco.

"Of course. I have to say, I'm really excited and looking forward to today's coming." Harry blushed. not small.

"Of course. I'm looking forward to it too." Cynthia said, "You think... oh, drive."

Harry looked out excitedly, watching the receding crowd on the platform.Cynthia also looked out the car window with great interest.

"Um, I'm sorry." A red-haired boy knocked on the door of the cubicle, and Cynthia raised her eyebrows. This should be from the Weasley family?

"Is anyone here?" he asked, pointing to the seat next to Harry. "Everywhere else is full."

Harry shook his head.

The child sat down.He glanced at the two of them, then immediately turned his gaze out of the car window, pretending not to look at Harry and Cynthia.Harry saw a lump of dirt on the tip of his nose.

"Hey, Ron."

The twin brother from just now also came.

"Listen, we're going to walk around the middle car now—Jordan Lee got a big marsupial spider."

"Oh." Ron grunted.

"Harry," said the other twin, "oh, and here's another lovely lady. We haven't introduced ourselves yet, have we? Fred and George Weasley. This is Ron, our little younger brother."

"You are so funny!" Cynthia laughed, "Although I am very grateful for your compliments, even though you may not like my identity, I still want to say that I really hope to have friends like you." Cynthia paused , "I'm Cynthia Black, please take care of me."

"Oh!"

"It's Black!"

"That Black family member whose ancestors have been black wizards for generations!"

"Such a lovely young lady appeared!"

"I am very honored!" "Very honored!"

"I can be friends with such a funny and lovely Miss Blake!" The twins' unique harmony made Cynthia laugh even more happily.

"I'm so glad you can accept my identity!" Cynthia laughed again, "Just call me Cynthia!"

"Cynthia!" "Goddess of the Moon!"

"What a beautiful name!" "What a beautiful name!"

"Are you two enough?!" Ron, who had been ignored for a long time, said impatiently, "Is Lockhart on the upper body?!"

"Dear little Ronnie, let's go first~"

"And Harry and Cynthia~"

"Goodbye," said the three of Harry.The twin brothers closed the compartment door casually.

"Are you really Harry Potter?!" Ron blurted out.

Harry nodded.

"Oh, well, I thought Fred and George were kidding me," said Ron, "and you really—you know..."

He pointed to Harry's forehead.

Harry felt a little uncomfortable, but satisfied Ron's curiosity by brushing aside a lock of hair on his forehead to reveal a lightning scar.Ron's eyes widened.

"This is what the mysterious man did..."

"Yes," Harry frowned, "but I don't remember."

"Not at all," Ron asked eagerly.

"I think a gentleman shouldn't ask others such questions." Cynthia, who had been silent all this time, said suddenly.

"Oops," said Ron, scratching his hair sheepishly. "Sorry, Harry." But despite this, he didn't speak to Cynthia, or even say hello.Obviously, the Weasleys had been more successful in educating Ron than the twins.

"It's okay." Harry twitched.

He sat there staring at Harry for a while, then seemed to suddenly realize what he was doing, and quickly turned his gaze out of the window.

"Cynthia, where's Draco? Isn't he with you?" Harry asked.

"Draco stayed with Pansy, Blaise, and the group of female cats in Slytherin," Cynthia was a little annoyed when she mentioned the people she hated, "Although I grew up in Malfoy's family, I'm really not used to that An aristocratic exchange life. Oh, by the way, Pansy and Blaise are Draco's friends."

"Malfoy?" Ron coughed lightly to keep from laughing.

"Uh, what are you laughing at? Is there anything ridiculous about this name?" Cynthia asked, not knowing why.

"Uh, that," Ron fake coughed, "no, nothing."

"I know your family, the red-haired Weasley." Cynthia said, "The pure-blood family from Slytherin sometimes mentions that your family is a pure-blood traitor."

Ron flushed.He said angrily, "Slytherin is the one. All the dark wizards who come out of Slytherin. And your Black family, from the ancestors, every generation is crazy and cruel dark wizards."

"That's right." Cynthia admitted openly, "Because pure-blood families will have family magic handed down from their own families based on blood, and a considerable part of them are black magic, and these pure-blood families Mostly Slytherin, and you're right to think so."

Cynthia paused, "But there are exceptions, aren't there?" She said, "For example, the Weasley family has been Gryffindor for generations, yes, it's your family." Seeing Ron's glasses widen, Cynthia explained Said, "Anyway, you are a pure-blood family. There are also the Potters and the Longbottoms. The Blacks are all Slytherins, and there is only one Gryffindor so far."

"Sirius Black?" Ron frowned. "That despicable traitor?"

"It's him. But," Cynthia narrowed her beautiful big blue eyes, "never insult her father in front of a daughter, no matter who he is."

"You're Sirius Black's daughter?!" Ron exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, I am." Cynthia raised her eyebrows, "Maybe all of you think he is a traitor, but my mother and I will always believe in him. I firmly believe that he is innocent, he..." Cynthia looked at Harry, "He would never betray his best friend."

Cynthia told them some of the stories she had heard as a child about James Potter and Sirius Black from her still-sane mother, saying, "I believed my father, he wasn't like that."

"Of course the most important point," she pulled out her wand, smiled, showing eight teeth, "I come from the ancient and noble Black family, but also has the crazy factor hidden in the flesh and blood, so, never be in my blood." Insulting my father in front of me."

The two boys were startled by her, gave a fake cough, and looked out the window one after another.Although Ron still had a bad opinion of this proud girl from the Black family who obviously had the air of a young lady of a family and pure blood, but he didn't have the guts to do anything to Cynthia blatantly.

"Is your whole family wizards too?" Harry asked after hearing about the Black family, he was very interested in wizarding families.Besides, he didn't know anything about Cynthia's father, although he was very curious, what did that man do to be imprisoned in Azkaban—the wizard prison with terrifying guards, so he was called It is called a 'traitor'.But right now it was clear that chatting with Ron would be more fun.

"Oh yes, I think so," said Ron. "I think my mother had a distant cousin who was an accountant, but we never talked about him."

"I heard you later lived with Muggles."