[HP] Professional blasting for 20 years

Simo and Draco were really over, he never looked at Simo again, the two avoided each other fearfully,

At the last DA training before Christmas.

Everyone's defense against the dark arts has improved a lot, and they can use many spells with ease. Even Neville no longer stutters when he recites the spells.

Ximo's level has also made a qualitative leap, although there are occasional explosions.

Simo and Ron were practicing together. Qiu Zhang beside them was a little nervous and his movements were not smooth.

Harry walked over, he gently held Qiu's hand, and whispered in her ear: "I want to do this."

Qiu Meili's face blushed slightly.

Ron kept his mouth wide open, and put his shocked eyes on Harry and Cho,

Simo complained in her heart, and grabbed Ron's sleeve and pulled it aside for him.

Ron protested dissatisfied: "Simo, why are you dragging me!"

Simo pouted at Harry who was teaching the Autumn Curse: "You are stupid, do you want to be a light bulb?"

Harry was clearly fascinated by this beautiful oriental girl.

When the training was over, Harry and Cho were left alone.

Simo sighed: "Harry is really amazing. While teaching, he still doesn't forget to flirt with girls."

Hermione snorted, but before she could speak, Ron squeezed between her and Seymour.

Ron said curiously, "What do you think they can do?"

Simo shrugged and joked, "Since you're so curious, you can go and have a look."

Ron quickly shook his head in horror: "No, Harry will kill me."

As he spoke, he put his hands on the shoulders of Simo and Hermione, and whispered: "Christmas, you two should spend with our family, and Harry, my mother has invited you."

Simo shook her head regretfully, "I want to spend it with you too, but my mother told me to go home this Christmas."

..................

In a blink of an eye, it was the Christmas holiday, and it was Ximo's father who came to pick her up.

When he got home, he parked the car first and let Ximo go in first.

But as soon as Simo entered the room, she found Ms. Finnigan sitting on a chair. Her expression was very bad, and she seemed to be suppressing her anger.

When she saw Simo, she slapped a letter heavily on the table and said in a tense voice, "Simo, what did you do at school?"

Simo was taken aback, and looked at Ms. Finnigan in puzzlement. "What's the matter, Mom?"

Ms. Finnigan rubbed her eyebrows: "I received a letter from your school, which said that you mixed with some bad classmates at school, violated discipline, and contradicted the teacher many times."

She stared into Simo's eyes: "Is this true?"

Seymour licked her lips, presumably this was what Umbridge wrote to her mother, thinking about her heart grew more and more angry.

She spoke word by word:

"Mum, my friends are all upright, we never did anything bad, you should trust me, not a baseless letter, and mom you know? That Umbridge is about to be ruined The whole of Hogwarts, she doesn't deserve to be a teacher at all."

"Then you are going against the teacher? What good can you do?" Ms. Finnigan's voice slowly became a little helpless,

"Simo, I just hope that you can spend the remaining two school years quietly and stop causing trouble. Stop messing around with your so-called friends."

Simo was taken aback, her blue eyes widened, and she said in disbelief: "Mom, you want me to cut off contact with them?"

"That's right." Ms. Finnigan's face became very stern, "The situation is so tense now, can you not let me and your father worry about it, if you can't, I can only transfer you to Booth Patton."

Simo lowered her head slowly, licked her dry lips, and said slowly: "Mom, I can't do it, and I don't want to go to Beauxbatons."

"Simo, do you just want me and your father to worry about you?" Ms. Finnigan's voice finally began to uncontrollably anger.

"I'm sorry, Mom, but I've never done anything to embarrass you and Dad." Simo's tone was a little heavy, but clear.

Ms. Finnigan became even more angry, and she said coldly: "Very well, don't go back after school starts, I will handle the transfer procedures for you soon."

"Mom, you can't do this!" Simo raised her head suddenly, and her face became paler in an instant.

At this time, Mr. Finnigan had already entered the room. When he saw the mother and daughter, he sighed.

Then he put his arms around Ximo's shoulders and said softly, "Stop talking, Ximo will go back to your bedroom to rest."

..................

Simo had never felt that life was so long and tormented. She couldn't post letters to Hermione and the others, and couldn't receive their letters, let alone go out of the house.

She never even felt that a home could be so serious and depressing.

She and Ms. Finnigan started a cold war. She never left her bedroom except to eat, and school was about to start.

Ms. Finnigan wasn't even in the mood for her to go to school.

She was lying on the window sill, the trees outside the house were rustling by the cold wind, and several children ran across the road opposite her house, the sound of playing was faintly visible.

Simo pursed her lips, feeling the tears welling in her eyes.She sniffed, trying to hold back her tears.

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door: "Simo, may I come in?"

It's Mr. Finnigan.

Simo hurriedly rubbed her eyes with her hands.He said softly, "Dad, come in."

Seeing her father come in with a bunch of packages, Simo put them on Simo's bed and sighed, "It's really heavy."

Simo was taken aback.

Mr. Finnigan smiled and blinked his eyes: "Your friend mailed it to you. Originally, your mother refused to let you give these packages."

Simo licked her lips, she murmured: "Mom doesn't want me to go back at all."

Mr. Finnigan sat beside Simo. He rubbed Simo's long hair and said softly, "Your mother is just worried about you. There is no parent who doesn't want their children to be safe."

Simo held back her tears, but her voice couldn't help sobbing: "I know you and mom are worried about me, but I really miss them."

"Do you know?" Mr. Finnigan did not take Simo's words, but said, "When I know that I have given birth to a little wizard, how happy I am, my daughter has been my pride since childhood .”

And he looked straight into Simo's eyes as he said:

"Simo, your mother and I will love you with our lives. We also hope that you can be safe and sound. We will not stop you from doing anything under the premise of ensuring safety. As long as you like it, we will support you .”

Simo stared blankly at Mr. Finnigan, not knowing what to say for a while. '

Mr. Finnigan smiled and continued:

"Simo, I'm the Muggle that your wizards talk about, and I don't know what your world is like,

Don't even know how you guys fight, wands?But I also have a Muggle way. "

As he spoke, he took out a pocket pistol/gun from his pocket and put it in Simo's palm, his tone became serious:

"Muggles have Muggle magic too, and Daddy can't give you anything else.

I don't know if your school allows you to bring Muggle things, so Ximo, you hide it. This thing is very dangerous, but it will protect you. Dad can only help you now. "

Simo felt hungry and breathless, and her tears flowed out all at once. She threw herself into Mr. Finnigan's arms and said, sobbing, "Daddy, thank you, thank you."

Mr. Finnigan hugged his daughter tenderly: "Simo, since these packages have been given to you, your mother has allowed you to go back to school, remember to protect yourself."

Simo's tears flowed more and more fiercely, and she felt that her whole body was drowned in tears.

The author has something to say: You should really love me. I have saved too many manuscripts. Hahaha.

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