[HP] Moonlight Lingling

It will drive you crazy! "

Harry listened blankly to Cynthia's words.Campus Prince? !he? !And...experience the life of the poor?Er... and, Sirius?Hey girl, is it really okay for you to call your father by his first name? !

"Oh, Harry?" Cynthia waved her hand in front of Harry's eyes, "Are you okay? Remus and Sirius are here. I'll come over to see you first. Oh, I think you'd better go quickly It's really not suitable for you to change this suit."

"Ah, is this the taste of the Dursleys?!" She seemed to have suddenly realized, she clenched her right hand and punched the palm of her left hand, "So this is the taste of the Dursleys...the taste of the slums? Oh, okay , I understand..."

It took Harry a long time to suppress his smile.He didn't want Cynthia to be wronged at the Dursley's house.

And Vernon and Dudley's faces were flushed.Vernon because Cynthia made fun of his taste, and Dudley because it wasn't him that such a pretty girl saw, but the cousin who looked like a delinquent to him.

Maggie and Petunia have turned into a stone statue standing there.

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Harry felt as if he was dreaming.

A few minutes ago he was still complaining about himself, thinking that Cynthia and Sirius might not want him, but the next moment he was overwhelmed by overwhelming happiness.Cynthia came to see him at number four Privet Drive herself, and said that both Sirius and Remus had come to fetch him.

It felt like suddenly ascending from hell to heaven.

Ah, am I the wizarding world's version of sex-shifted Cinderella?Harry's mind was so messed up that he thought he was going crazy.

Hey boy, your black-bellied personality suddenly changed to natural, hey!

He led Cynthia to his small room in the attic completely unconsciously, and then still unconsciously looked at the set of... extremely normal Muggle clothes that Cynthia took out from his pocket.

"Ah, this is the style I asked Hermione to choose. I don't know anything about clothes in the Muggle world. But this looks...it should suit you?" Cynthia opened the bag that had obviously been shrunk down, and took it from inside. Get a men's suit that looks good.Ah, and a pair of leather shoes.

But the trench coat and scarf are winter clothes!

Then he asked Cynthia, flushed, to turn around and get changed while she was curiously admiring the contents of his room—the girl was completely unaware that she was in a boy's room when he needed to change. There is something wrong.

"Cynthia... you can, I mean, you can turn around," Harry said shyly.

Cynthia turned around.All he saw was Harry in normal Muggle clothes.Black slacks and a long-sleeved light-colored shirt that would look good if the sleeves were rolled up, against Harry's slender figure, looked really handsome.

"Hmm~mm~~ Hermione's eyes are really good~~" Cynthia held her chin in one hand, and curled her mouth to admire the beautiful boy in front of her, "Okay, Harry, your things—ah, what do I think about clothes? You don’t need to bring yours—we’ll buy new ones later, those ghetto-like clothes really don’t fit your status. Just bring your textbooks and school uniform.”

"Oh, Cynthia...they're just a bit old..." Harry scratched his head.Of course it wasn't that he didn't want to buy new clothes, but...he didn't think there was any problem with his identity.The Boy Who Lived?That doesn't need the decoration of any new clothes, and he doesn't care about this title at all.

"As the heir of the Potter family, and one of the strongest allies of the Black and Malfoy families, do you really want to wear this kind of clothes to attend various occasions with me and Draco?"

"..." Hammer paused.Anyway, as long as it's not the Boy Who Lived or something, it's fine.

Then, there, Cynthia played curiously with the alarm clock on Harry's desk, leaving Harry to pack his luggage by himself.

Maybe it was because the desire to leave Privet Drive and leave the Dursleys' house was too strong, maybe it was because he really had too little stuff. Soon, Harry finished packing his luggage and planned to leave Privet Drive four with Cynthia. Number.

ˇChapter45傲罗还是警察？ˇ最新更新:2013-12-0920:58:43

They packed their things, Harry carrying his suitcase, and Cynthia helping him carry Hedwig's cage, and they were ready to go downstairs.

But before going downstairs, Cynthia tilted her head to look at Harry for a long time, then took out her baby bear handbag from her pocket, and rummaged through it again.

"Aha~ I found it~~" Cynthia took out something like offering a treasure, and before Harry could react, she tiptoed and took off Harry's worn-out black-framed glasses.

Harry felt that his vision became blurred for a moment, and then someone gently put on a pair of glasses—he was delighted to find that the glasses had exactly the same prescription as his, and most importantly, they were brand new .

"Oh, sorry, Harry, I've been forgetting it... I've been preparing it for a long time but I always forget to give it to you..." Cynthia said apologetically, and then took out a small cosmetic mirror, "Come on , look, what do you think?"

"It's nice isn't it? Oh, I like it, I really like it..." It was a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, much more beautiful than Harry's ugly old black glasses.Its lenses were new, making Harry's beautiful green eyes instantly noticeable and making him look instantly handsomer. "Oh, thank you, Cynthia."

But why do I always feel that something is wrong with Cynthia today...?Harry thought for a while, temporarily suppressing the question.

"Well, no need. If this is the case, Dad will be very satisfied~~" Cynthia didn't notice anything wrong with Harry, put away the mirror, and was led by Harry with one hand and Hedwig's cage in the other, and walked down the stairs.

When they came downstairs, they found Uncle Vernon looking at them with a blushing face. Although he didn't seem to want to do anything to a teenage girl, he still yelled at Cynthia: "Miss, I beg you to leave quickly!"

Cynthia blinked her big blue eyes, not knowing why Harry thought of the headmaster for a moment: "Why?"

"Please leave my house, miss! Otherwise, I can sue you for trespassing!"

"What if I say no?" Cynthia looked at them with crooked eyes, as if she didn't notice the shotgun in Vernon's hand at all.Harry knew it was a stronger and faster gun than the one Hagrid had destroyed, and he was worried that Cynthia would be hurt.Because he suspected that Cynthia had no idea what it was.

"Then I can kick you out!" Vernon said, raising the gun in his hand threateningly.

Seeing this, Harry quickly took a step forward, blocking Vernon's view of Cynthia.If something happened to Cynthia here... He didn't dare to imagine it.

"Oh...Okay, but I think Sirius probably wants to chat with you." Cynthia showed eight teeth, a standard smirk, and then her tone instantly changed into a Malfoy-style drawn-out aristocratic accent , "You probably have heard of him, Sirius Black, the most notorious, most vicious and terrifying wanted criminal in history."

"Oh, no!" Petunia screamed.She looked like she was about to break down.

Harry suddenly understood why Cynthia called her father by his first name.

"Penny, what's the matter with you?" Maggie looked at Penny strangely.

"No, no! That man just now, that's theirs, is Blake!" Petunia obviously remembered.She had met Sirius at Lily's wedding.Although she had already had a falling out with Lily at that time, things like weddings still required family members to help support the scene.

"What?!" Vernon's expression changed instantly.Apparently he remembered too.

Only Maggie is still there strangely.that man?Is he related to that wanted man, Blake? →She is completely unaware of the deeper origin of this.Forgive her, ignorant one.

"So what? He's a wanted criminal, we just need to call the police and have him arrested!" Maggie said, "Speaking of which, who are you? Why did you meet this bad boy who didn't learn well? Could it be that you The delinquent school? Oh, what's the name of that school in Vernon?"

"St. Bruce." Vernon took a peek at Harry. He seemed to be more at ease with Harry, but he was very worried about the extra variable Cynthia said, "St. Bruce Safety Center Juvenile Offender School."

"St. Bruce? What's that?" Cynthia completely ignored Harry's hint, "Our school is called Hogwarts." The faces of Vernon and Petunia instantly turned purple. "Ah, you must not know about this school. She and your... oh, it's a joint school, with the status of Westminster School. Well, I think if you ask the Prime Minister Sir, maybe he will tell you about this school. Of course, I don’t think you have the chance to talk to the respected Mr. Prime Minister, have you?” Cynthia smiled arrogantly, “To be honest, Harry’s Identity, even if he goes to Eton College, he is completely fine, why do you have to say that he is from that... juvenile delinquent school? Well, I will not remember that kind of strange words. Ah,