[HP] Moonlight Lingling

Huanxiu, "You really want me to participate in this competition so much?"

"..." Ron blushed silently and turned his head.You bastard, why did you start again ah ah ah green eyes super flash bombs are the most annoying! ! !

"However, this competition is not allowed for those under the age of 17." They discussed while listening to the principal's speech above.

"So you should feel at ease?" Hermione glared at Ron aggressively, "Harry won't go to the competition like this?"

"Okay," Ron said a little dejectedly, "but Harry is really good!"

"Thank you for your recognition of my ability, Ron." Harry smiled, "But I really don't intend to improve my reputation and the number of gold coins in the vault."

"If you don't participate, you don't participate..." Ron was a little disappointed, but he still said that Harry's life was already exciting enough, and there was no need for it to be more exciting.

"But this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor hasn't appeared yet, has he?" Hermione said as she glanced at the professor's seat, "Professor Black and Madam are sitting together, and there is a seat between Professor Black and Professor Snape .”

"Perhaps the professor has something to do, so he came a little later?" Cynthia glanced at the professor's seat, and saw Sirius winking and making faces with her, while Aglaia looked at him with a half-smile, and Cynthia let out a "puchi" laugh out.

"Maybe." Hermione obviously also saw Sirius' grimace, so she also wanted to laugh a little bit, but seeing Snape's disgusted expression on his face, she fake coughed twice and held back her smile.

The headmaster's speech had ended, and the late Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, former Auror, Alastor Moody, known as "Mad-Eye", had also arrived, and the dinner officially began.

But the sudden news that came next shocked everyone.

Another escape from Azkaban, this time on a massive scale.

The Lestrange Brothers, Bellatrix Lestrange, the Carlos, Fenrir Greyback, and Barty Crow Jr., who had just been imprisoned in Azkaban Odd, all escaped.

And old Barty Crouch was found dead in his own home, with a huge Dark Mark floating on the roof of his house.

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Because of another prison break in Azkaban, Sirius asked Aglaia to stay in the castle without incident, while Cynthia had to go to him with Harry to learn the Patronus spell.

"Harry, I remember you learned it back then." After seeing the dementor turned into a dementor by a Boggart cast on the Confusion Curse, the weak Cynthia complained tearfully, holding a cup of hot cocoa and slowly drinking .

"I have learned it, and it was taught by Professor Snape." Harry's face was a little pale, but he looked better than Cynthia by more than a star and a half, "Actually, I can basically send out a physical Patronus, but there are still some Not very stable."

"Entity?!" Even Sirius turned his head and exclaimed, "But you were only in the second grade at that time!" Sirius knew that the time he learned the Patronus spell was the time when he escaped from prison.

"Yeah, my Patronus already knows what it is." Harry smiled softly, as if remembering something happy, "It's a stag."

"Ha, sure enough, I guessed right." Sirius smiled and rubbed Harry's hair, "When we were learning Animagus, James turned into a stag, so we called him Prongs .”

"So that's how it is." Cynthia drank a cup of hot cocoa, and Sirius added another cup for her, "I don't know what my patron saint is? Could it be the big black dog that Dad turned into?"

"It's possible." Harry smiled and looked at Cynthia who was being tickled by Sirius in his arms because of the uncertainty in Cynthia's tone, "Isn't the Padfoot that the godfather turned into very imposing?"

"Of course it's very majestic." Cynthia, who finally escaped from her father's "claw", said while laughing and panting, "but then everyone who has met my patron saint will know that Padfoot is my father?"

"That's right." Sirius sat down and seemed to think about it seriously, "It's better if your patron saint is not my paws!"

"But Dad, can the patron saint decide for himself?" Cynthia blinked and looked at Sirius innocently.

"..." A certain father misfired.Good girl, don't follow that stinky boy Harry, okay? !A pure and innocent expression is not suitable for your beautiful face that combines the genes of me and your mother! !

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In October, Beauxbatons from France and Durmstrang from Scandinavia will make their way to Hogwarts.

On this day, the wind was blowing and the rain was pouring, while the children of Hogwarts were shivering standing in the bitter weather.

"How are you, Cynthia?" Harry looked worried at Cynthia's pale face.

"I'm fine." Cynthia smiled.It's just that I slept too late last night and my face turned pale. As for worrying about it? !As for why she slept late... Cynthia blushed when she thought of what she had done.

"Really okay?"

"Really." Cynthia showed a flattering smile.

Harry made it clear that he didn't believe it.He took Cynthia's hand and frowned suddenly.

"Hands are so cold, how can it be all right?"

"It's really all right..." Cynthia quickly pulled out her hand, and then took Hermione's arm on the other side, "Harry, don't be like this. Dad is watching."

Harry turned his head, and sure enough, he saw Sirius looking at them with a probing look.

Harry grinned at him, then took Ron's hand next to him, "Your hands are also cold."

Ron glanced at him in horror, and quickly took back his hand, "Harry, are you okay?! I don't want to be hunted down by Cynthia!"

"..." Ron, have you been influenced by the rotten girl? !I don't think anything about you, okay? ! ! !

Ron spread his hands and shrugged: No way, who made us a corrupt country? 【Hello

Harry narrowed his eyes sinisterly: Wait until the welcome ceremony is over to see how I deal with you!

Ron shuddered, and then returned a wronged look: You two are really bullying the dead!Then she blinked and looked at Hermione pitifully: Mione save me!

Hermione glanced at the two rambunctious boys, curled her lips, the meaning was obvious: you go and play by yourself!

Ron was so wronged that he almost found a corner to grow mushrooms by himself: Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ! !

After waiting for a while after they finished their slapstick, a huge Pegasus-drawn cart suddenly appeared in the sky.

It's Beauxbatons.

After the carriage landed, a tall, elegant and beautiful woman stepped out of the carriage, followed by her students.It was Madame Maxime, headmaster of Beauxbatons.She nodded gracefully to Dumbledore and told Hagrid that her Pegasus only drank single malt whiskey.

"Merlin, she's really big." Ron sighed.

"I suspect she has giant blood. Look, she's even taller than Hagrid." Hermione propped her chin very academically.

"It's possible." Cynthia agreed with a serious face.

A little silver-haired girl ran out from Beauxbaton's team.

"Draco!" She rushed to the Slytherin team, and put her arms around the waist of the stunned Draco. "Long time no see, I miss you!"

The next thing is to mutter a lot of French that others don't understand well, and then others know that Gabriel was scared enough at that time, and Draco, who can speak French and speaks it well, is always Comforting her in a small voice, although the words were a bit awkward, the little girl understood and relied on him very much.

This made Astoria, who could be regarded as a real girlfriend, almost blush.Daphne, who was standing beside her, hugged the little girl into her arms, and gave the little Veela girl and Draco, who was regarded as her male god, a hard look.

Draco said that he was shot while lying down!Hey, Gabriel, have you hugged enough? Don't think I didn't notice that you were peeping at Astoria and still laughing. Hey!

Soon, Durmstrang's ship also emerged from the Black Lake.

"If Hogwarts were to go to another school, what would the transportation be like?" Watching Durmstrang's people get off the boat, Cynthia asked a very researching question.

"..." Hermione and Harry, the top two in the academy, were stumped at the same time.

"Perhaps, it's thestrals?" Ron struggled to squeeze out a few words.

"That's too scary, probably not." It was Neville who spoke, "I think it might be a Hippogriff."

"But that's quite dangerous." Hermione shook her head. "If it was a thousand years ago, we can guess it's a griffin." (Note)

"It could be a dragon, too," Harry said jokingly, "after all the school motto is 'Don't Disturb the Sleeping Dragon.'"

The headmaster of Durmstrang, Igor Karkaroff, looks like the kind of tall and burly Nordic man, and Krum is actually a student of Durmstrang—and it is Karkaroff's pride protégé.

"Who is that man?" Cynthia quietly tugged on Hermione's sleeve beside her, "That blond man."

Cynthia was talking about a man who was already very old.He looks tall and handsome, but getting older seems to have a lot of influence on him, but look