The Witch's Bodyguard [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

Stark guessed that the old man with the beard and hair was not actually Santa Claus, but he felt that the cartoon Santa Claus must have been designed based on his physical characteristics, except for the clothes and hat.But anyway, the Santa-like Claus helped Stark twice, and within a few hours, he felt that the other person was more memorable than Santa Claus.

Stark intends to donate a sum of money to "Santa Claus" to improve the stairway facilities of Hogwarts after returning to the United States.

"Okay, Santa Claus." The reason why Stark insisted on calling Dumbledore that way was that Dumbledore hadn't told him who he was, and Stark didn't seem to care about it, "It should still be able to fly, right? It's a magical world, nothing is impossible, right?"

The little bat was still alive, but dying, Stark circled around it with concern, looking extremely anxious.

When Draco pursued Stark with his wand, he couldn't run too fast, and his overdrawn physical strength put Stark in danger for a while.Then he met Dumbledore again. The old man hugged Stark skillfully, as if he was the owner of the cat, and Stark felt that there was nothing uncomfortable about being hugged by a man.

Draco's action failed, he failed to do more extreme behaviors to Stark and the little bat, he watched Dumbledore take them away, and he couldn't say a word.The beautiful little boy prayed for the bat to die quickly. He knew that Ma Linglong could understand the language of bats. Draco's father had warned him not to make small moves in front of Ma Linglong's bat. There is no difference in front of Ma Linglong himself.

Dumbledore brought the two small animals to his office, and he fed Stark a butter nougat, which could help him recover faster in cat form.Then Stark ate three, and he felt that he could run five laps around Hogwarts, which was better than drinking coffee.

"Magic is not omnipotent, I think Linglong should have said something similar to you." Dumbledore held the little bat in his palm, and the weak black group could hardly feel any anger, "It hurts very badly, it's normal Under the circumstances, it may not be so easy to recover."

"That's too bad, Linglong will be very sad, Lianqiu has been with her for ten years, and they can still chat with each other." Stark looked at Dumbledore and said, "Maybe we should send it to the pet hospital, the wizarding world Is there a pet hospital?"

"Yes, she will be sad." Dumbledore walked to a wooden shelf, behind which was a whole wall of spellbooks, "The consequences of that child's sadness are quite dire."

Stark obviously couldn't understand this sentence: "I think so, she must cry, and I feel so bad just imagining her crying." He made a hissing sound, which was directed at Draco. Angry, "What a bloody little bastard, he deserves a spanking."

"Spanking?" Dumbledore smiled softly, "I'm afraid Linglong is not such a gentle person."

A golden phoenix suddenly appeared on the wooden stand. From Stark's point of view, it seemed that the holographic projection had been turned on. The phoenix stared at the little bat for a while, and then touched its injured part with its head.Stark curiously jumped up the steps next to him. He erected his bulky body, wanting to touch Phoenix's tail with his paw.

"Fawkes may not like a cat greeting him in this way," Dumbledore told him, and the gentle warning sounded extremely weighty.

A tear flowed from Fox's red eye, and the teardrop slid down the charred part of the little bat all the way to the root.

"This bird is really big." Stark still couldn't tell the color of the phoenix, but he thought it must be a beautiful bird, because its feathers looked very special.

He saw Stark retracting his claws neatly, and then smiled, "You can touch the feathers on its chest with your head, and it will be very happy for you to do so."

A hot touch spread from the top of Stark's sensitive head to the tip of his tail, and he jumped away immediately: "It's so hot!" It kept pawing its head.

Dumbledore was not going to explain what a phoenix is ​​to Stark at this time, he touched Fox's head and said: "Fox said he likes you very much, and is going to give you a feather, what a blessing, Mr. Stark. "

"God, you know my name!?" Stark stared into his amber eyes, his mind was no longer on Phoenix, he might not know how lucky he was.

"Of course, I know." Dumbledore continued to say with a smile, "I also know that you are a billionaire, a philanthropist, a playboy, etc. You have many titles, but I prefer the title of Iron Man."

Stark's hair exploded again: "God, who are you?"

"Santa Claus." Dumbledore blinked, "Oh, look, the wings have grown again." He moved the little bat to Stark to show him, "However, the little guy needs to be trained for a while to be able to grow." Fly again, of course, if you make a suit of armor for it, too."

Of course, Stark must be able to do it, but he is not in the mood to think about it now.

He tried to open his eyes wide, Stark was sure he didn't know Dumbledore, how could he know Santa Claus, well, maybe the other party wasn't Santa Claus at all.But no matter who he is, even though this is England, near London, Iron Man's appeal is equally useful to the British.

But he felt that his fame should not reach the wizarding world.

"Is it because of Hannah, my godmother, she is a wizard, or my relative, a distant relative." Stark thought for a while and said, "I was almost a wizard, but I'm not."

"I believe that if you are a wizard, you will be a great wizard." Dumbledore said affirmatively, "The effects of the transformation water will soon pass, and I am looking forward to the moment when you sit here in your original form."

Stark had no impression of the old man in front of him, he had never seen Dumbledore in Ma Linglong's memory.In fact, there were many more that he hadn't seen. Ma Linglong only showed Stark some important fragments about magic and Hogwarts. Most of the characters in it were those surrounding Ma Linglong himself.

"Okay (well)." Dumbledore put the little bat on a soft cushion, and he took out a small transparent bottle from his wide cuff. The bottle is very delicate, like a souvenir in a gift shop. A full bottle of light purple liquid.Dumbledore unscrewed the bottle cap, and a glass test tube was attached to it. He dropped a drop of the liquid in the test tube into the little bat's mouth, "You will know who I am, but now..." He re-capped the bottle, Putting it back into the sleeve, Stark couldn't help but glanced inside curiously, there was nothing in the dark hole.

Dumbledore continued, "Let's talk about the mouse."

The little bat woke up, it uttered a cry, and then sat up.

"Hey man, you look better," Stark said pleasantly.

The little bat thought for a moment, then fell down again, then turned over, stretched its limbs, and snored with its belly up.

"Don't worry," said Dumbledore, "it needs a little sleep."

Stark breathed a sigh of relief: "You also know about that mouse?"

"I know." Dumbledore said. He sat back in his principal's chair and tapped the table with his slender fingers. "It's a pity that he ran away, but he won't run too far."

"I can catch him back." Stark said, "I'm already familiar with his smell. To be honest, it's hard to forget. It stinks."

"Don't worry, Mr. Stark, we have to adjust our plan." Dumbledore said.

"Us?" Stark looked at him and said, "So, you are on Linglong's side, do you know Sirius Black?"

"Sirius, one of my pupils, a handsome boy, a boy popular with girls," said Dumbledore quietly, "I hope he is now."

If Stark wasn't a cat, he might have had a hard time dealing with Dumbledore in this way, and his tone of voice sometimes sounded like charades.But Stark is a cat, his patience is ten times more than that of a human, his eyes are very focused, and his energy is quite concentrated.

"There is no evidence to prove the fact that he was wronged, even if you catch the real murderer, unless Peter Pettigrew himself admits that he is the informer." Dumbledore has been secretly assisting Ma Linglong and the others, and paying attention to the name of the dog. Scabbers, that's why Dumbledore was able to save Stark in the first place," a whole street of witnesses swore they saw Sirius kill Peter Pettigrew, and the Ministry of Magic wouldn't believe it The words of a Muggle who entered Hogwarts in violation of the rules, and the wizard who brought this Muggle into the school."

"Remus can't do it either, right? It's not enough to just say it with your mouth, you have to have physical evidence." Stark understood what Dumbledore meant, and he had a deep understanding of the court.

"Yes, you are very smart, Mr. Stark." Dumbledore said regretfully, "Most wizards don't trust werewolves, so his statement won't carry much weight, not to mention that he and Sirius are old friends."

"What about you?" Stark said, "You seem to have weight in your words."

"Thank you." Dumbledore said, "I personally provided evidence to the Ministry of Magic 12 years ago, saying that Sirius was the Potter couple's secret keeper. I think if I change my words at this time, they will think that it is either the former I lied, or now."

"Sounds bad?"

"So." Dumbledore said slowly, his light blue eyes were full of sly brilliance, "We need help from other people, those who have nothing to do with Sirius, and even have conflicts, but decent people."

Stark understood this perfectly. People always put their trust in people with social influence, and they have to easily win followers for whatever they say: "You must have an idea, Santa Claus."

"Yes." Dumbledore took out some food that cats could eat to entertain Stark, "So I hope you can stay with me for a while."

"I really want to, but Linglong must be worried about us, maybe I should say hello to her before coming back." Stark said.

"It doesn't matter, she probably won't tear down Hogwarts." Dumbledore said, "And, she may need a little time to negotiate unilaterally with the decent people I just said."

Stark tilted his head.

"How much do you know about Lucius Malfoy?" Dumbledore asked.

"Linglong's first love?"

When Draco sat in the classroom, he had a premonition that he would suffer, but he didn't expect it to be so fast, and he hadn't even had time to write a letter to ask the owl to bring today's events to his father.Draco was terrified, but he still yelled all the way. The content probably had something to do with how great his father was and how unattainable he was in the Ministry of Magic. The little boy seemed to think that his father was enough to cover the sky with his hands the point.

"I warn you." Draco protested tremblingly, "If you dare to hurt me, you will definitely be expelled, you will get into a lawsuit, it is no good to fight against the Malfoy family, you will be expelled from England, you It will be worthless!"

"I think it's necessary for me to remind you," Ma Linglong said in a very cold voice, "You will die a miserable death if you provoke people from the Ma family."

Since Draco was too noisy, Ma Linglong sealed his throat, and he was forced to be quiet.

For the rest of the journey, Ma Linglong dragged Draco's scarf from the teaching area all the way to the student dormitory floor without saying a word.She threw him to the ground (actually Draco was so scared that he fell, but Draco attributed it to Ma Linglong's head), and restored Draco's speech function with her wand.

Ma Linglong can intimidate Draco without pointing her wand at him. She found that the only son of the Malfoy family is not even as good as Lucius back then. With such an embarrassing opportunity, no matter what he did, he could handle the aftermath properly.

Draco lay on the ground crying, and stopped cursing, as if he had been wronged.

"Where is that cat now?" Ma Linglong didn't want to ask nonsense like why she acted aggressively towards Stark, she knew the reason, and Draco was as arrogant as his father.

He must have held a grudge about her last conversation with Lucius.

"I don't know," Draco gasped, "I haven't done anything to it."

"You met my cat and your friends at about 7 o'clock this morning, but I think that should be your subordinates, and you shouldn't have come here." Ma Linglong pointed at the cat indifferently. She turned in the opposite direction, "That's the ladder you should go down, Slytherin's canteen, but you chose the wrong direction."

"I don't know." Draco repeated again. "It was taken, Dumbledore, Professor Dumbledore took it..."

"Professor Dumbledore?" Ma Linglong paused slightly, pointed at Draco with her wand, and cast a slight curse on him, "If you lie to me, you will never be able to lie again."

"Really, I didn't do anything to the cat." Draco changed his words suddenly, and he saw a gleaming silver thread wrapped around his neck, "I was going to do it, Bat Rob Take my wand..."

"Go ahead." Ma Linglong said.

"I used Goyle's wand on that bat..." Draco trembled in fear.

Ma Linglong grabbed Draco by the collar and lifted him up from the ground: "What's wrong with that bat!" She cared so much about Stark that she ignored the little bat at first, but now it seems that It should be the one that really gets hurt.

"Stop, Linglong!" Lucius pulled out the wand in his stash, it was a rather delicate wand with a silver snake head on the handle, and Lucius put it in the long-handled cane he carried with him like pulling out a wand. The sword generally reveals the weapon.

He pointed at Ma Linglong and cast a spell that could separate her from Draco.

Ma Linglong didn't even look at him, a barrier immediately appeared around his body, his attack was bounced back and hit Lucius' hand, and his wand was thrown far away.At the same time, a golden light shot straight at the wand that was out of the master's grasp, and the next moment, Lucius' wand broke in two.

This is a spell invented by Ma Linglong, similar to "Abolishing Arms", but more violent, and most wands will be broken on the spot.

Draco screamed, as if the spell had been cast on him.

Lucius' palms were temporarily paralyzed, and his hair became unruly: "Forgive him, no matter what he did, if you want to hurt him, you can use it on me." Lucius didn't care The fact that his wand was interrupted, he didn't dare to move rashly, he could only stand still and use a pleading tone.

"Why are you here?" Ma Linglong said.

"It's Dumbledore," said Lucius. "He told me Draco made a mistake, and trust me, he must have done it inadvertently."

Ma Linglong let go of her hand: "Are you unintentional, Draco Malfoy?"

Dumbledore again?

Ma Linglong quietly thought about what the wise old man was planning. He took Stark away, and of course the little bat, but he didn't send these two little guys back in time.

Draco wanted to give an affirmative answer, but he couldn't, he didn't want to be cursed, he knew that Ma Linglong was an expert in this field: "I am, I did it on purpose." He didn't dare to look his father in the eyes, he Trembling, "I know it's Professor Lillian's cat...but I didn't know that the bat was too, I really didn't know."

Lucius' face became even uglier: "I will teach him a lesson, Linglong, because of our previous friendship." He tried his best to make himself appear decent in front of Draco, and he didn't want to show his figure It was too humble, but he had to restrain his pride.

At this moment, Ma Linglong looked like a wax figure. She didn't have any expressions for the Malfoy family to refer to. She should be angry, but she didn't really take any revenge, but She would definitely not be happy, Lucius knew what it was like for Ma Linglong to be happy, he hadn't seen a girl like that for a long time.

Ma Linglong glanced at the Marauder's Map, Dumbledore was slowly approaching here.

"You can go." Ma Linglong said calmly.

"Thank you." Lucius gritted his teeth at Draco, "Come here!"

Draco ran to his father with relief: "Father, your wand..."

"Shut up..." Lucius said to Ma Linglong, "If you don't mind, I invite you to my manor. Tomorrow, Draco will formally apologize to you and your cat."

"No need." Ma Linglong said, "This matter is not over, I just don't want to embarrass you more."

Lucius became nervous: "There's no need to argue with the child, right?"

"Child?" Ma Linglong laughed, but it was definitely more terrifying than when he didn't smile, "No, Lucius, I'm targeting the entire Malfoy family."

Lucius obviously knew what Ma Linglong was referring to, and he tried his best to redeem everything: "You promised me, keep those... secrets for me."

"Yes, if I'm in a good mood." Ma Linglong said mercilessly.

Lucius still wanted to fight for it, but Dumbledore was the first to speak: "Mr. Malfoy, are you going to pick up your child, or, do you want to come and sit in my office?" He said from Lucius's Slowly approach here from behind.

Lucius did not answer Dumbledore, he picked up the broken wand on the ground, raised his head, and left angrily with unwillingness.

"Hey, baby, is that your first love? It doesn't smell good." Stark approached Ma Linglong gracefully with his catwalk, "Miss me?"

Ma Linglong immediately picked up Stark.

"Mr. Stark is fine, but he ate a little too much." Dumbledore said kindly, he gently lifted the little bat out of his arms, "You still have a little one."

Ma Linglong walked over quickly: "Thank you very much, Professor." She took the bat, "You cured it?"

Ma Linglong let Stark lie on her shoulders. She hugged the little bat and stroked the little head that was still asleep. What Laco did to the little bat.

"You should thank Mr. Stark. It was he who saved the bat regardless of his own life. I just helped a little." Dumbledore said, "By the way, children, if you don't know what to do next, you can just scream Look at the shed, of course not now."

"What do you mean?" When Ma Linglong looked up again, Dumbledore was already gone.

"I know what it means." Stark licked his lips, "But now, we can go back first, you must not know what I went through all night, it was really exciting."

"Stark." Ma Linglong sniffed his fur, the smell was very unpleasant, "Do you want to take a bath?"

"What, take a bath, no!" Stark wasn't sure if this was the cat's instinctive reaction of hating baths, he himself definitely didn't object to baths, but now, when he heard Ma Linglong say that , but suddenly surprised, "I can lick myself, I swear my fur licking technique is also the best among all cats."

"Let's wash together." Ma Linglong said, she didn't know what Stark was thinking about, "You like washing with me the most, right?"

"No." Stark was about to slip away, "I remembered, I left something in Santa's room."

The author has something to say: I know that there are many little angels who like Brother Yan, and I also know that Ron does not have a high sense of presence in novels or movies, although he is the second male character.Leaving aside the movie and only talking about novels, even Aunt Rowling said in the interview that she couldn’t understand why readers like people like Brother Yan. She said it herself, although everyone uses various methods to find the advantages of Brother Yan, It's a pity that he doesn't have a heart as golden as gold. Aunt Rowling guessed that the reason why the role of Drago really shines is directly related to the actor.

This is not a novel about Drago and Snake Court, I just try to restore the role of Drago in the whole HP as realistically as possible.

As for Ron, he is just an ordinary kid, just like every one of us, 13 years old, and has no outstanding advantages, no matter his grades, appearance or family.As a 13-year-old ordinary boy, he will not be as thoughtful as Harry, nor as intelligent as Hermione. He has a selfish side and a selfless side. He is the one in "Sorcerer's Stone" The 11-year-old boy who faced the slashing wizard chess alone for Harry to pass the level smoothly, is also the 14-year-old boy who had a cold war with Harry in the "Goblet of Fire" due to jealousy and mistrust.