Diverging through HP

Back home, three cute children immediately surrounded him screaming.Mother Hiddleston poked her head out of the kitchen wearing an apron, and saw her daughter, whom she hadn't seen for a year, drop the shovel and rushed forward to hug her tightly.

The three little guys are triplets. They are four years old this year and very lively.

After hugging her mother, Julie went to hug the three little rascals one by one, and then took out quill pens from the small satchel and gave them candies.

"Take a break first, and we can eat later." Dad said as he patted the head of the little girl among the triplets.

"Oops!" Mom screamed and rushed to the kitchen. Julie stuck her head out at the door, and a smell of paste rose faintly.

Dad patted Julie on the shoulder, beckoning her to go back to the room to rest, and went in to help throw out the burnt bacon.

"Let's go, Ian." Julie picked up her younger brother who was about to open the suitcase. The other two younger siblings were already sitting in the living room with quill candy and watching TV.

Feed the triplets like a war, and the three older ones sit at the dining table to fill their stomachs, chatting while eating.

"Honey, I have something to say." Dad looked serious. "The company recently opened a branch in Australia, and the manager talked to me and asked me to go there with this intention."

"The position remains the same?" Julie put down her knife and fork and asked.

Papa Hiddleston shook his head.

"Mom and Dad, I also have something to say." Julie took out a napkin and wiped her mouth. "I'm going to quit school."

"A major incident has been discovered in the school, it should be said that it is the entire wizarding world." The younger sister, Annabelle, rubbed her eyes and came to find her mother. In the living room, her brother was crying loudly.

The three of them could only suspend their conversation and comfort the children first.

"An evil person whose name cannot be spoken more than ten years ago has been resurrected, and victims have appeared in the school." Julie straightened her hair. "Students are panicked, and many parents of students have asked to transfer schools."

"Mom and Dad, I did a stupid thing, which may endanger my life. If there was no job transfer that Dad said, I would have persuaded you to move, even with magic." Julie smiled. "You are my most important family and I cannot allow you to be hurt."

The Hiddlestons hugged their eldest daughter hard.

"And you?" Dad asked.

"I'm going to drop out of school." Julie thought for a long time, and finally said: "The person whose name cannot be named is an extreme blood ruler, like me... a wizard from the mortal world is not allowed in his law existing."

The Hiddlestons frowned.Even if you don't understand the current changes in the wizarding world, you can hear the dangers in a few words from your daughter.

"Don't worry, honey," Dad reassured Julie, and Mom took the dishes back into the kitchen and put them in the dishwasher.

Fourteen or fifteen-year-old children are just growing up. Julie left home for a year and found that she could no longer wear last year's clothes except skirts.It happened to be a weekend, and a family of six went to the commercial street for shopping.

Life in the summer vacation is as dull as water, and Dad's letter of appointment has already come down, and he is waiting for the final handover.My mother's situation is quite special. She is a teacher, but it is summer vacation and there is no way to go through the resignation procedures.

However, people are not as good as heaven, and the day after Julie replied to drop out of school on the admission notice, the Ministry of Magic came.

Part threat and part persuasion, Julie must enroll and not be deceived by "crazy principals and classmates who are trying to gain fame."

The faces of the Hiddlestons turned pale with anger, and their mother dropped the teacup directly.

"It's nothing, Mom." Julie was also very angry. "You go to Australia first, and we will be reunited again."

The Hiddlestons had flown to Australia before school started, and Julie moved to the Hog's Head by herself, waiting for September 9st.

In the fifth grade, new prefects are selected. The two prefects of Slytherin are Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson.

The two popular district prefects attended the training in the box, while Julie and Marilyn turned into an empty box.

Perry has probably changed schools, and Julie went all over the Slytherin area box without seeing her.

The chatter on the train is all about Harry Potter. The "Daily Prophet" described Harry Potter as a big liar all summer, borrowing heavily from Rita Skeeter's reports.

"Professor Hagrid is gone?" Marilyn asked curiously, looking at Professor Graplan, who was greeting the first-year students.

"It's best not here." A third-grade boy next to him said angrily.

"Let's go, stop people."

Julie got into the car by herself, Marilyn went to find her friend, and Agree pulled her roommate but was kicked out.

Julie frowned and looked at Draco Malfoy, who was sitting across from him. Goyle had already sat down beside him, and the chair creaked under the weight.

"What are you doing here?" Julie asked.

"There's no room left." Draco Malfoy yawned, and spoke casually.

Julie looked straight at him. At the beginning of fifth grade, Draco Malfoy grew taller like mushrooms after rain. Last year, he was half a head lower than Julie. Now they are almost on the same level.

"Honestly, Draco." Julie sighed wearily. "I don't believe what they're saying, I guess you already know what's going on, don't you?"

Draco Malfoy didn't speak, and Julie continued: "Books like "Born Noble Wizard Genealogy" are not hard to buy. Maybe we liked each other because of the influence of hormones before, you don't need to know what that is. But for a long time, I didn't believe it."

"I don't think our relationship is that deep yet," Julie concluded.

"Who's that?" Pansy asked, her brow furrowing again.

"Dolores Umbridge, Fudge's lackey." Draco Malfoy passed by and answered.

"Probably our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor." Julie followed closely.

After taking her seat, Julie looked up and took a good look at this famous professor who surpassed Professor Snape to occupy the most hated professor spot.The professor was short and stout, with short, curly taupe hair in a big ugly pink bow, which matched the fuzzy pink cardigan she wore over her robes. Very well matched.At this moment, she turned her face slightly, raised her tall wine glass and drank for a day, and Harry saw a pale, tomb-like face and a pair of eyes with drooping eyelids and bulging eyeballs.

Julie covered her eyes.

Pink is an extremely picky color, which has belonged to infants and girls for a long time.

"It's really like a tortoise." A Gryffindor second-year girl murmured, shaking her shoulders.

Goyle and Clark nodded, and they followed Julie closely.

"Pink ones," Clark said, and laughed with Goyle.

The author has something to say: It should have been sent out long ago, but I was too sleepy and slept for two hours first, so I have tossed until now?