[HP] Professional blasting for 20 years

Simo was picked up from the bed by Mr. Finnigan early in the morning: "Hey, kid, if you sleep again, don't go to your magic school, I'll just enroll you in Fez Middle School .”

Simo was abruptly woken up in her sleep, she ruffled her light brown hair indiscriminately until it got messy, and then reluctantly opened her eyes.

Mr. Finnigan couldn't help laughing when he saw the sloppy appearance of his precious daughter, and he gently kissed Simo on the cheek: "Get up, today is your big day to start school, hurry up and tidy up beautifully." That's right." Then she walked out of her bedroom gently.

To be honest, Seymour doesn't want to go to Hogwarts at all, because she recently wanted to be a physical scientist, although she vowed to be a lawyer last week.

But that is already in the past tense, and as far as the current situation is concerned, her determination to become a physical scientist is still very firm.

Things like magic are very unscientific at first glance.

Simo's father is a Muggle, which is commonly known as a human being without magic.

It wasn't until he married Seymour's mother that she discovered that she was a wizard.

According to Simo's mother, Lady Finnigan,

Mr Finnigan hadn't eaten for a day in shock.But it soon returned to normal.Because he loved her, it had nothing to do with whether she was a wizard or not.

Of course Mrs. Finnigan said that too.

The first proud thing in her life was marrying Mr. Finnigan, and the second proud thing was that Simo inherited her wizard blood.

Because Simo had never experienced magic fluctuations since she was a child, even Mrs. Finnigan always felt that her daughter was either a squib, or a Muggle just like her father.

So when Seymour got the letter from Hogwarts, Mrs. Finnigan was going crazy.

Although Seymour was still grieving over the death of her dream of being a physical scientist.

After Ximo packed up, she ran to the restaurant.Mrs. Finnigan had just made breakfast.The aroma of cooked bacon quickly seduced the glutton in Ximo's stomach, and she couldn't wait to sit on the chair.

Then he asked, "Mom, is the breakfast at Hogwarts as delicious as yours?"

"Of course, baby." Mrs. Finnigan gently poured hot milk into Simo's cup: "You can eat whatever you want."

Since Seymour received the letter from Hogwarts,

Mrs. Finnigan spared no effort to tell her what happened in her school, the beautiful Hogwarts, the magical sorting hat, and all the delicious food...

And she repeatedly asked Ximo to have a vigorous campus romance.I think I didn't start dating until long after graduation, and it was still with Ximo's father.

What a pity in life.

At this time, Mr. Finnigan also walked into the dining room, and he kissed Mrs. Finnigan lightly, and Mrs. Finnigan's smile almost overflowed with honey.

Seeing this scene, Ximo held her forehead speechlessly, obviously her mother enjoyed it!

After dinner, Mr. Finnigan drove Simo to the station. Mrs. Finnigan kept telling Ximo what to pay attention to when going to school.

After standing, she stopped chattering, and kissed Simo on the left and right cheeks with Mr. Finnigan respectively.

Originally, Simo thought that everything was over, but Mrs. Finnigan began to chatter and tell Simo a bunch of messy things again.

It wasn't until she boarded the Hogwarts express that Seymour recovered from Mrs. Finnigan's instructions.

She leaned her head against the car window, watching the passing scenery.Is it too urgent to be a physical scientist after graduation?

At this time, someone suddenly knocked on the door of the compartment, and then opened it.Simo turned her head,

The one who walked in was a very beautiful boy, with beautiful gray-blue eyes, pale almost transparent skin, and a pointed chin,

It's just that he scrupulously pulled back his platinum-blond hair with hairspray.

"Hello miss, the other carriages are full, can I sit here with you?" The boy's voice was very elegant, pulled into a chorus on purpose.With a smooth tone, the tail rises.

"Of course, if you don't mind," Simo said, and soon the platinum-haired boy sat across from her.

The boy stretched out his hand, raised his chin slightly, and said in a tone of arrogance, "My name is Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

Simo shook hands with him just like him, and she felt that she was about to laugh,

The boy in front of me is really very interesting.

"Simo Finnigan," said Simo

And when Draco heard the name, he seemed to think for a while,

But he quickly regained a bit of arrogance, even a bit more than before.

"Excuse me, Miss Finnigan, but your parents were wizards too?"

It is obvious that the attitude of the boy in front of him is a little worse,

Simo recalled vigorously what Mrs. Finnigan had told her about the wizarding world, such as some pure-blood supporters, for whom half-blood and Muggle-born wizards were heresy,

The arrogant boy in front of him may be a pure-blood supporter.

Terrible!

Simo asked back, "What about you?"

It seemed that he didn't expect Simo to ask such a question. Draco froze for a moment, as if Simo's question was particularly impolite.

But his arrogance quickly returned to his eyes, revealing a conceited look, and his tone slowly elongated: "Of course."

At this moment, a girl with thick brown hair and chocolate eyes suddenly knocked on the cubicle door and gently pulled it open:

"Excuse me, did you see a toad? Neville lost a toad." The girl's voice was also somewhat conceited.

Simo was about to vomit blood at this moment, what happened to her today, all she met was such an arrogant guy.Is Hogwarts full of people like this?

"No." Draco frowned in disgust, and said coldly, "Miss, there is no such stupid thing in this carriage."

At this moment, Simo stood up suddenly: "I'm sorry, I didn't see it either, but do you mind if I help you find it together?"

She didn't want to stay in this cubicle for even a second, even though it was the treasured location she had worked so hard to find.

The girl froze for a moment, but then nodded: "Okay, thank you then."

"You're welcome," said Seymour, and walked out of the cubicle with the girl.At this moment, there was a feeling of liberation. The moment I walked out,

Simo also specially smiled and said to Draco: "Mr. Malfoy, I forgot to tell you that my parents are not both wizards."

Saying not to look at Draco's expression, he closed the compartment door.

Who wouldn't pretend to be x!

The girl also introduced herself at this time: "Hi, my name is Hermione Granger"

Simo said his name again, and shook hands with Hermione.Hermione asked, "Finnigan, is there any college you want to go to?"

"I don't have any idea at all." Simo shrugged: "My mother has been nagging me about the branch school for a whole vacation. I think she will be very happy in whichever college I go to."

Several hours passed, and Simo and the others finally arrived at Hogwarts. The moment they looked at the Sorting Hat, Simo became a little nervous.

What if the Sorting Hat kicked her out of Hogwarts because of her mediocre qualifications?She believed she would be skinned by Mrs. Finnigan.

Simo couldn't help but began to look around, only to find that the little wizards around her were as nervous as she was, and she was relieved.

At this moment she glanced at the Draco she had seen this morning, pale and obviously nervous.But this guy must be Slytherin.

At this time, Simo suddenly remembered the embarrassment that Draco was ruthlessly rejected when he wanted to be friends with Harry just now.

He couldn't help but chuckle, and the sound suddenly attracted the attention of people around him, including that Draco.

Ximo quickly looked away, pretending to be nonchalant and continuing to stare at the Sorting Hat.Acting like nothing has anything to do with me.

Finally, Professor McGonagall called out her name: "Simo Finnigan"

Ximo held her breath nervously, grabbed her sleeve and walked to the seat, and the sorting hat was put on her head.She grabbed the brim of her hat nervously.

At this time, a voice magically sounded in her mind.

"Son, don't be nervous. Your mother was much calmer when she was sitting here."

"You remember my mother?" Simo whispered.

"Of course, I always remember all the kids, now let me look at you, you can see that you are hungry for knowledge, you are very intelligent...Maybe it should be Ravenclaw...no no... .Well, it’s hard...wait a minute I see the courage hidden in your heart, very good, Gryffindor will lead you to grow, and you will have good teachers and helpful friends here, good, then Gryffindor !"

It finally took 1 minute for the Sorting Hat to call out Ximo's college.She finally breathed a sigh of relief, she really almost thought that she would be persuaded to leave.

But what did the Sorting Hat say about her just now!Praise her for being smart.Simo's mood jumped up all of a sudden, and she happily sat down at the Gryffindor long table.

A little boy with black hair and dark skin next to her gently patted her shoulder:

"Hi, Finnigan, my name is Dean Thomas, what did the Sorting Hat tell you just now, it took so long."

Simo was a little proud, and she put on a very humble look: "I didn't say anything, I just said at first that I should go to Ravenclaw, but then I said that Gryffindor is really suitable for me."

It's finally the Sorting Hat's turn for Harry Potter, the focus of the night.

The Sorting Hat took even longer than Seymour, and everyone stared nervously at Harry, even the professors.

Finally the Sorting Hat yells "Gryffindor"

Simo thinks the sorting result is too right, because Harry's tousled hair looks like a lion cub.

And after getting Harry's final ownership, the restaurant also broke out the loudest cheers,

Harry seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and walked towards the long table of Gryffindor with almost trembling legs, and the twin brothers of the Weasley family even shouted loudly, "We have Potter! We have Potter."

The remaining freshmen were also assigned to different colleges.

After Principal Dumbledore finished his speech with a smile, the plates in front of the long table were immediately filled with various foods.

Even the treacle pie that Mr. Finnigan forbade her to eat because it was too sweet for Seymour's teeth.

At this time, Simo felt that being a wizard was happier than being a physical scientist, because she could eat treacle pie anytime and anywhere.

So Simo buried herself in the food to her heart's content, opened her belly excitedly,

Apparently forgetting that Mrs. Finnigan told her to be a lady, she only saw a treacle pie in her left hand and a glass of orange juice in her right.His mouth was bulging with food.

But she wasn't alone, these Gryffindor companions ate quite enthusiastically.

At this time, Simo couldn't help but glanced at the long table in Slytherin opposite.The situation was completely in contrast to that of Gryffindor, everyone was using their knives and forks gracefully, with a trace of reserve.

At this time, Draco suddenly caught her gaze, raised his chin, and raised a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.

Ximo looked back angrily, she was a little glad that she didn't go to the same academy as this arrogant one.

She's starting to really want to be a wizard, the scientific kind.

The author has something to say: Hahaha, I'm making a fool out of it again.I love Draco, Draco loves me

While watching a movie, I noticed Seamus Finnigan, hahahahahahaha I'm so cute!It's been exploding and never stops.

Yes, I turned her into a girl, ahaha