[HP] Missy and Mischief

There are only three days left before the Christmas holiday, and the weather is getting colder and colder. The water of the Black Lake has frozen, and the pine forest beside the lake is covered with a thick layer of snow.The castle has begun to fill the cheerful atmosphere of Christmas, and Cassandra has also changed her gloves into thick suede ones.

Flitwick, the head of Ravenclaw, installed flying fairy lanterns and colorful color-changing ribbons in every classroom. Even before class, the topic of discussion among the students changed from gossip to travel during the holidays. plan.

Cassandra and Betty were sitting in the first row of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. They were talking to each other. Just as Betty happily said that she was going to Hawaii for vacation, Professor Lupine walked into the classroom.

He looked very well, with new robes, plain but classic.His complexion was much better than before, and he even glowed with some youthful radiance, with a faint smile on his face.

"Good afternoon, students." Professor Lu Ping greeted the students gently, "Today is still a practical class."

The Weasley twins whistled loudly from the back row.

Professor Lupine gave them a tolerant look, and continued: "We need to use the Boggart we have learned before, but not to deal with it, but to learn a profound spell..."

"Before class, I need to ask, is there anyone in the form of a Boggart that is a dementor?" He raised his wand, opened the old wardrobe in the corner of the classroom, and a Boggart jumped out instantly, and then quickly changed into a dementor. It became a silver-white ball, suspended in front of Professor Lupine.

A tall Gryffindor girl raised her hand bravely.

"Alia, Alia Spinnet, my Boggarts are dementors," she said sheepishly.

A smile spread across Professor Lupine's face: "Thank you very much, Miss Spinnet. I would like to invite you to stand in front of the podium and help me with today's teaching."

"My pleasure." Spinnet blushed, got up from his seat in embarrassment, and walked to the front of the classroom.

The silvery-white ball immediately "swished" into a terrifying image of a dementor, with a rotten, gloomy and cold-lighted hand protruding from under the black robe, and a long purr from its invisible mouth The sound of breathing*——a chill that permeated the bone marrow enveloped the entire classroom, and the moisture on the windows began to disappear.

Her face began to turn pale.The dementor created by the Boggart is almost exactly the same as the real dementor. If she didn't know that the dementor had been brought back to Azkaban, she would have mistakenly thought that a rotting monster broke in classroom.

"Don't worry, our content today is not about fighting dementors, but about learning the Patronus Charm—" Professor Lupine signaled the rest of the students to step back in case the Boggart had other chaotic changes, "Is there anyone?" Can you tell me, what is the Patronus Charm?"

Cassandra raised her hand modestly.

"The Patronus Charm is an ancient and mysterious spell that helps us conjure a magical Patronus and is one of the most powerful defensive spells," she said. Dark creatures such as Voldebats are also the only way to deal with them."

"Exactly." Professor Lupine nodded to Cassandra appreciatively, and continued: "You remind me of Miss Granger from Gryffindor, it seems that Hogwarts has two knowledgeable Little witch."

Cassius murmured from the back row, "You're being rude, he's comparing you to that feisty Mudblood."

"Don't say that word." Cassandra frowned, she was not happy, but the problem is not who is being compared, but she is being compared with someone...

"The Patronus Charm is a reflection of all your most positive emotions. It is very difficult to use the Patronus Charm. Many wizards and witches have failed to conjure a complete physical Patronus," Professor Lupine continued, "but Professor Dumbledore suggested that I Teach you some practical charms, because last school year, your progress seemed to be very slow."

Most of the classmates laughed very fittingly, last semester, the idiot Lockhart had devoted himself to turning every class into his book sharing session, boring and useless.At the end of the day, many Slytherins even chose to skip class like Gryffindor. There were only some fans in the classroom who still admired his beautiful face, and Gilderoy turned a blind eye to this choice.

"The spell to summon the Patronus is very simple, Expetco Patronum (Expetco Patronum), but it requires strong willpower and happy memories. If you are not happy enough, you can also use a strong guardian determination to replace it. You need to practice repeatedly before you can call A vague Patronus."

"Please follow me first: Call God to protect you!"

The students in the whole classroom said together: "Call God to protect you!"

"It's great. But you know, spells alone can't solve dark creatures." Professor Lupine said, "I will surround the dementors that Boggarts turn into, and everyone will stand outside the circle and practice freely until they succeed. Summon a silver mist, and it will be considered a success."

He waved his wand and conjured up a circle of colored ribbons that surrounded the middle of the room.Poor Alicia Spinnet stood trembling in the circle, only to hear Professor Lupine blandly assure her: "The dementors conjured by the Boggarts won't take your positive emotions... I'll be in Be by your side, 20 Gryffindor points for your contribution to the rest of the students."

Shouts of divine guards gradually resounded in the classroom, countless arms were flying wildly in the air, but nothing happened except loud spells. The scene was very funny, as if a room of wizards lost their magic power at the same time——

"Put the thing that makes you happiest in your mind first, and then wave your wand firmly," Professor Lupine tried to make his voice drown out the chaotic voices in the room. "It's not that the louder the spell, the more powerful it is. We're not dealing with poisonous tentacles!"

In the end, his voice became louder and louder, and the students burst into laughter.

Almost half a class passed, and few people were able to successfully summon the silver-white Patronus, and quite a few people didn't even have a trace of mist coming out from the tip of their wands.

"Guardian—Guardian!" Betty uttered the spell, and puffs of silvery mist sprayed from the tip of her wand.

"Kasha, look! I made it!" Betty looked excitedly at Cassandra, who was outpacing her friend for the first time in class.

"Very good!" Professor Lupine obviously noticed the situation here, and encouraged Slytherin to add five points, "Remember to keep drawing circles with your wands to accumulate strength for the Patronus—oh, Weasley Gentlemen, you are almost there, five points from Gryffindor!"

Cassandra turned her head and saw Fred and George standing together, two fuzzy clouds of silver mist poured out from the tips of their wands, and then circled in the air before dissipating slowly (they seemed to be two small bird).With bright smiles on their faces, the twin brothers said in unison: "Professor, you can't just add five points just because we are the same patron saint!"

"Five more points from Gryffindor." Professor Lupine said helplessly, "Actually, I think you two are a bit too happy-help you guys!"

Although the result of asking the two of them to help their classmates was that the two of them took turns summoning the Patronus, letting the gradually solidified Patronus fly randomly among the students and scurry across the classroom like a Bludger.

Cassandra looked towards Gryffindor, and was disappointed to find that with the twins, there were three or five people who could summon a thin patron saint, and they dispersed in an instant, but each of them successfully cast a guardian angel. The faces of the cursed people are very happy, and they also have a satisfying sense of accomplishment.

Her gaze turned to Slytherin again (the two houses are clearly separated), and she saw that almost no one could successfully summon the silver-white mist, and the two batsmen of the Quidditch team, Derek and Bole, had already Give up trying, fencing with wands poking at each other, seeing Cassandra watching them and smiling shyly back.

Cassandra: ...these two idiots.

She looked away, annoyed that no matter how many circles she drew in the air, the Patronus was nowhere to be seen.

"How did you do it?" Cassandra had to ask Betty for help.

Betty affirmed, "You want to focus on the happy memories."

Her patron saint also gradually took shape, it looked like a very small animal, but she was not discouraged, because Professor Lupine also said, "The patron saint of Ilyus is just a mouse, but he can drive away black and white animals by himself." An army of dementors brought by the wizard".

"Happy—" Cassandra forced herself to recall the days on the Champs-Elysées where she and her grandmother had bought gorgeous new dresses together, and when she'd looked in the mirror arranging her shiny blond hair, "Call God—Call God! "

Hair-thin silver-white mist flowed from the tip of the wand, and there was a slight reaction, but it was far from what the eldest lady expected.

"Can you tell me what's on your mind, Betty?"

"Well, it's almost when my brother applauded me when I was assigned to Slytherin, and when I flew into the sky on a broom for the first time..." The girl whose name was called stopped waving her wand, "And , when I think of the person I like..."

A dreamy look came over her face, the last one obviously helping her the most.

"If I have to fall in love with those idiots on the Slytherin Quidditch team to summon a Patronus, I'll die," Cassandra said firmly.

Betty immediately burst out laughing out loud.

Cassandra let out a dissatisfied snort from her nasal cavity, turned around and continued practicing the Patronus Charm.

She squeezed her holly wand tightly in her hand, and approached the circle of streamers.Cassandra tried her best to focus on the happiness brought to her by the plants in the herbal medicine class, but her attention often did not shift with people's will——

A dementor chill enveloped Cassandra.

"Call God Guard!"

The spell didn't work, and the negative effect of the dementors completely affected Cassandra. She felt like she was falling into a fog, and the classroom and classmates were going away... The sound of thunder and lightning was louder than all the sounds from the outside world. Loud, blazing lightning pierced the cloudy sky, the sharp pain returned to her hands, she was screaming for help—

"Cassandra!" "Wake up, Kasha!"

Cassandra snapped awake, and she was back in reality.

Betty grabbed her hand with concern, and Professor Lupine looked at her disapprovingly, "You are too impatient, Miss Wolflin..."

A huge quadruped circled her twice, dispelling the chill from her body, and two silver-white magpies perched on top of her head and shoulders—the guardian spirits that Fred and George had successfully summoned. god.

"I'm sorry, Professor." Cassandra whispered, "I want to go to the medical wing earlier, is that okay?"

"Of course," Professor Lupine handed her a chocolate frog. It seemed that he had prepared a lot. "We can try again next time, and I promise, there will be no Patronus Charm in the final exam or OWLs. You don’t need to be too anxious about the content…”

Cassandra declined Betty's suggestion to accompany her to leave get out of class early, and opened the back door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

"Oh, you came out early, Cassandra."

Harry Potter was standing in the hallway outside the classroom, next to Hermione and Ron, who looked surprised that top student Cassandra had slipped away early.

And Cassandra was also taken aback by them, but she quickly calmed down. Facing the eyes of the three Gryffindors, she was not timid at all, and raised her pale chin and said proudly: " Silly baby Potter, Gryffindor know-it-all and red mole, what are you guys planning to do today?"

Since everyone saw the five-year-old Harry Potter, Draco has started to give his nemesis nicknames again, from "that Potter" to "Scarhead" and now "silly". Baby Potter".Cassandra took it without a qualm, and it felt good.

"You can't be like those Slytherin bastards—" Harry glared at her uncomfortably.

"Harry, don't forget what you're here for!" Hermione suggested loudly, and at the same time explained the reason to Cassandra: "We asked George and Fred about your class schedule and we're waiting for you , Harry, and Ron want to come to you to apologize."

The angry Harry and Ron wilted like frosted eggplants.

Harry scratched his messy black hair and said listlessly: "I'm sorry, Cassandra, I shouldn't have accused you indiscriminately in the auditorium that day, and Sirius also said that I was too impulsive - I was in a bad mood that day Great, heard about my parents and Hagrid, and then you stood there bluntly, uh, sorry anyway."

The fifth-year Slytherin witch took a critical look at the group of little Gryffindors, and turned her face away: "Just like that? You seem to owe me a lot of 'thanks' - from shrinking potions to poisonous tentacles. seed."

In fact, Cassandra didn't care if Potter came to thank her—or apologize, raw materials like poisonous tentacle seeds in the Missy's potion box, and more expensive unicorn hair, etc. calculate.But now she's changed her mind, because it's very, very interesting to watch him in all his embarrassment.

Hermione pinched Harry from behind, the latter cleared his throat, stepped forward bravely, and two pairs of similar green eyes met: "Thank you for helping us catch Peter Pettigrew, um... I will Try to make up for your loss."

Ron also said hesitantly: "Yes, I also want to thank you for helping me see the true colors of Scabbers, you are a good Slytherin..."

"And thank you for helping Lucius Malfoy clear the charges against Buckbeak. Hagrid is also very grateful and asked us to send a thank you." Hermione also looked at her sincerely with brown eyes.

"Enough, let's end this matter like this, I don't need any more friends from Gryffindor." Cassandra waved her hand, and she was already impatient with them.She didn't intervene in the matter of the Hippogriff, it could only be that the big Malfoy of Fudge's faction has been trapped by public opinion recently, and all means of attracting attention from the outside world must be reduced.

"As for your Garen, save yourself and buy a new robe, look at your tattered jeans and sneakers..." She straightened up and turned away, her high heels making a crisp sound in the corridor.

Harry blushed and looked at her back in embarrassment, deeply regretting that he didn't change into a new set of clothes before coming to this arrogant pure-blood wizard.

But why does Cassandra know the names of Muggle clothes?

"Ronald! Listen to what you said! 'Be a good Slytherin'—" Hermione shook her head impatiently.

Ron retorted, "Most Slytherins are mean, selfish bastards, look at Malfoy! He's got half the school calling me and Harry silly babies!"

Harry grinned at Hermione: "Don't be nervous, at least she said it's over. I really appreciate her sending me the best godfather in the world—well, I'll give it to you during the Christmas holidays." She prepared a present!"

………………

Cassandra did not go to the medical wing to taste Professor Snape's special "Healing Potion for Little Trolls".She just slept for a long time in the dormitory, and when she woke up, everything was still.

Recalling what happened in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, she sighed softly.

Without disturbing Betty, she took out the black night cloak from the closet at the end of the bed, wrapped herself tightly, and walked out of the bedroom lightly.

In fact, after a few night patrols, Cassandra liked the feeling of wandering the castle at night.She doesn't have to pretend to be a pureblood with those Slytherin classmates like in the daytime; she doesn't have to concentrate on engraving all the knowledge points into her mind in every class; or maybe she, like the savior, just simply likes The thrill of a night out.

What she likes most is going to the tower next to the Ravenclaw lounge, standing at the place closest to the sky, feeling the cold night wind blowing on her body, like a thunderbird, fluttering its wings in the baptism of thunder and heavy rain .

Tonight, Cassandra also planned to go to the tower to relax as usual, but what she didn't expect was that when she passed a hidden and abandoned classroom on the fourth floor, two hands stretched out in the darkness and dragged her away. Into the classroom.

"Shh, don't shout."

The author has something to say:

Perform a two-in-one again for the nutrient solution + Overlord ticket.

It’s true that the cp in this article is Gemini, but if someone makes a small report, they may have to write the OE ending or fall in love successively, so secretly _(:з」∠)_

感谢在2021-10-2300:00:56~2021-10-2323:51:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 night god;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Narui; 5 bottles of bald shark eating cake; 2 bottles of Hua Sejiang Qiu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!