[HP] Silver Green Pride

Withholding the sarcasm in her eyes, Ange suddenly felt a chill around her, and turned her head to look. At some point, the little wizard beside her had already hid far away, and only a pearl-colored ghost was watching intently. looking at her.

With a gentle and harmless smile, Ange greeted him very naturally: "Hello, Mr. Ghost."

"Hello, Miss Black, I'm Barrow." The ghost also saluted, with an elegant gesture like a nobleman—maybe he happened to be a nobleman before he died.

A few seniors looked over like a ghost—when will the blood man Baro, who has always been arrogant and cold, be so gentle and polite?

But ghosts... aren't ghosts?

"Mr. Barrow? What do you want from me?" With a light smile, as quiet as the misty moonlight, even though he felt the breath of death lingering around her, Barrow still couldn't feel any bad feelings towards her.

Very special isn't it?The darkest breath is entangled in such a pure soul.

Yes, it is pure but not pure. He can feel that this soul is nothing but the purest black and white. He is a ghost himself. Naturally, he can feel the good and evil of the soul. This is a simple but complex soul.

Sensing the terrified eyes of the students around him, Baro hesitated a bit, and after a while he said: "It's nothing, I just want to chat with you." Even if there is something, he can't say it right now. He still knows a lot about Hogwarts and the current wizarding world.Among other things, once her bloodline is exposed, there will be another gust of turmoil.And by that time, the girl's situation has become quite dangerous.

He still clearly distinguishes the priorities of the matter.

Under Mr. Phantom's gaze, the girl smiled softly, her black eyes were as pure as obsidian, deep and boundless: "I am honored, Mr. Barrow, you can chat with me at any time, but it doesn't seem to be possible now." Saying, She pointed to the white-bearded old man who issued some precautions on the podium.

"He is simply inducing those little trolls in Gryffindor who take pleasure in violating the prohibition." Looking at Dumbledore dissatisfied, Ange could find that in the words, this Mr. Ghost who belonged to Slytherin The headmaster who was born in Gryffindor didn't seem to have much ill feeling, at most he was just a little dissatisfied with his words.

"For that savior? You haven't experienced wind and rain, so you can't talk about growth." An Ge said softly, only Baro could understand the second half of the sentence, and the others could only hear the first half of the sentence clearly.

Snakes in Slytherin always liked to think about it, and when Anggar's plain words reached their ears, they thought it was irony.

After all, the defeat of the Black family has a lot to do with that savior.

"Before going to bed, let's sing the school song together!" Dumbledore said loudly, and Ange noticed that the facial features of Mr. Ghost beside him were distorted for a moment.

He raised his wand, and the lyrics just flew out, floating right above the table.

"I'll go first, goodbye." Barrow said goodbye in a hurry. At this moment, Dumbledore just said: "Everyone chooses the tune they like, prepare and sing."

So in an instant, there was a burst of crying and howling in the lobby.

Ange was frightened by the ghostly cry, and the hand stroking the fur of the little white fox in his arms was clenched for a moment, just in time to pinch the neck of the poor little white fox, and after a burst of "squeaks", Ange quickly let go.

Seeing the senior Slytherins reciting the lyrics in a low voice with a look of death on their faces, Angor also decided to keep going, and went through it quickly.

It seems to be very tacit, all Slytherins are the same, and some of the Ravenclaw students are the same, and the rest are humming in a low voice with normal tunes. The one who sings the most vigorously is Gryffindor There were all sorts of tunes, and the Weasley twins even sang the school anthem in an almost funeral tune.

After finally finishing singing, Dumbledore seemed to be quite touched and wiped away his tears.

"Ah, music—what a magic beyond one's realm!"

Yes, singing this kind of song can definitely refresh self-cognition continuously, An Ge silently slandered.

"Well, it's bedtime now, run-go!" said Dumbledore at last.

On the Slytherin table, all the little snakes couldn't wait to stand up and follow behind the prefect.

"Oh! The headmaster is really scary! No wonder that 'mysterious man' can't beat him! And those Gryffindors." On the way, Draco said in an exaggerated tone, with a look of rejoicing, "I will definitely write in the letter Tell Papa and Mama about it! It's a good thing I'm in Slytherin, so I don't have to spend all day with those headless lions."

Regarding this, An Ge also had lingering fear on his face: "I never knew that the headmaster of Hogwarts is so scary!" It's one thing to be mentally prepared, but she still couldn't believe that the greatest white wizard of this century turned out to be like this ?How did that person get defeated? !I can't blame her for being incompetent, maybe he is not as crazy as he looks, but that appearance is definitely not in line with her aesthetics, even if it is just his disguise!

Several freshmen couldn't help nodding their heads in agreement. The group of lions in Gryffindor is really scary!

And the little white fox in Ange's arms, with a pair of black eyes and its humanized appearance, was afraid and so on. His little paws even patted his chest. The cute little appearance made many little girls look at him frequently. , with a look of envy in his eyes.

That little fox is so eye-catching...

Touching the little white fox's head, Ange lowered his head and said softly: "Ji Xue, be safe, this is not China." This little white fox is a little fox demon she accidentally met when she went to China. When she accepted the mission, Jixue also rescued her several times, so she regarded this little fox demon as a friend, brought her here this time, because she couldn't help her stalking The second is that she hopes that Ji Xue can help her live a quiet life in Hogwarts.

Blinking, the little white fox's eyes obviously showed grievances, why don't you just act cute...why is he restless?

Having received the message from the little white fox's eyes, Ange raised his lips invisibly, and said in a low voice, "Okay, you're very good, please be quiet now, okay? I'll make you a pastry in two days."

The little white fox nodded with joy in his eyes, and his cute appearance killed many people.

She didn't doubt that An Ge would lie to her. That time An Ge didn't do what he promised her?So she will naturally be obedient, for the delicious pastries!

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