hp+ Detective---Flowing Water Life

In the morning, Edward got up early and put on a pair of black trousers with a row of black buttons on each side of the trouser legs, a pair of black lace-up shoes, and a white shirt.Fasten a silver-green tie and don a black robe.

"A little bit, what do you think?"

"Master Edward, you can add two more collar buttons, the emerald pair."

Edward nodded, and took out a small box from the closet. After opening, it was covered with grids, and a pair of dark green collar buttons were in one of the grids.

Woody and Dot, one on each side, fastened the collar button to the collar of the shirt, and Edward picked up the gloves and left the dormitory.

Slytherins in twos and threes gathered in the lounge, and members of the Quidditch house team stood in the center of the lounge, wearing dark green robes and holding brooms in their hands.

"Everyone, we must win at all costs." The seventh-grade prefect made a speech before the game. "Continuing our consistent tactics,... Today is the much-anticipated Quidditch debut of the Savior. For the Savior, everyone should not underestimate him. First of all, his father, Old Potter, is said to have been the main force of the Gryffindor team. , The savior himself is quite talented. Secondly, the principal and Professor McGonagall will not allow mistakes in the savior's first show. In this regard, we decided to keep an eye on the savior, seize the opportunity to score goals, and kill Wood first at the beginning to open up at least 160. With a score of [-] points, even if the savior is a genius, he can't win this Quidditch match if he catches the Golden Snitch."

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The sound of the violin sounded in the house, which was a little sweeter than sawing wood.In other words, it's not too different from sawing wood.

Cheno bought a nice manor on the outskirts of London. The original owner failed to manage the business and sold the manor for a subsidy loophole. In order to handle this matter, Cheno transferred ten magic dolls, dolls and real people from the castle. There was not much difference, except that there was no pulse or heartbeat, and Cheno controlled one by himself, while the others were controlled by the house-elves on duty.

"Thousands of years ago, Slytherin was also an aristocrat in the Muggle world. In order to avoid trouble and expose his identity, he made magic dolls to serve as servants, controlled by house elves."

Cheno sent two magic dolls to the manor, four to the open castle, and left four at home.The one under Cheno's control was a man about 50 years old, tall and straight, with white hair on his temples. Powerful, of the other two dolls, Dee Dee controls one, and a house-elf named Evening Primrose controls one.

Evening Primrose is the cook, she is responsible for going out to buy vegetables every day, and Didi starts to accompany Yuki Haru all day long.

They control the dolls invisibly, and Yuki Haru was not used to it at the beginning, but after getting in touch with it for a long time, he gradually got used to having more people in the family.

Today, Victoria is practicing playing the violin at home. From Yukiharu’s point of view, she doesn’t have any musical talent. Every time she plays the violin, she can always distort the tune into another tone. However, the most difficult thing in this world is the child’s confidence Yumu Haru could only endure it.

"Dee Dee, I'm thirsty and I need juice."

[Girl, don't pull if you're thirsty, sit down and let's chat. 】

"I don't have much to talk about with you, mom. I'm the one who's going to be a musician."

Didi manipulated the puppet to come to the table and put down a glass of orange juice.Coming behind Yuki Haru, Yuki Haru sighed silently, watching Victoria close her eyes intoxicated, feeling helpless in her heart.

Silly girl, your mother doesn't even have musical skills, and your father's musical skills have all been passed on to your brother.It seems that the dream of being a musician is far away from you.

Yuki Haru ignored her, and sat in the reception room on the second floor to watch "Guwen Guanzhi" by himself.The content is obscure and difficult to understand, and the writing is too difficult to understand. Haru Yuki had a hard time reading it.

"Liz, what did you do at home today?"

It was rare for McCoff to return home early, took the little chubby girl by the hand and led her to sit on the sofa, while Yuki Haru sat alone on the wicker chair by the window.

"You asked me to review the Chinese language. I read a story today. A prince from the kingdom of Wu went to visit the state of Lu and asked to watch the music and dances of the Zhou Dynasty. Then he commented on the music and dances."

"It sounds like a very flat story."

[I like the adjectives in it. 】

"Then, you quote a word to describe Victoria's piano sound. I don't think the difference between music and dance is too big."

Victoria looked nervous, and Yuki Haru was even more nervous than her. As for the skills of a silly girl, I couldn't find words to praise her.

【Baby, are you hungry? I'll let Evening Primrose make you what you like.】 Paused for a moment, thinking that my daughter shouldn't think too much about 【Mom actually doesn't understand how to read these words. I didn't understand them. She's just showing off her knowledge. It's time to be caught by your father, my dear daughter, go to the kitchen and let my mother have some dignity. 】

"Okay mom, I'll go downstairs immediately. Dad, it's wrong for you to do this. How can you laugh at mom? If you go on like this, you will be unloved." He stood up angrily, and went downstairs.

"Liz, in my daughter's mind, I have become a big devil."

Yuki Haru smiled flatteringly.

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The long table between Slytherin and Gryffindor was silent, Edward touched his stomach, regretting not coming out after eating in the dormitory.

Except for the athletes from the two colleges, everyone else couldn't eat, because whenever these Quidditch players took a bite of food, they chewed and looked at their opponents with vicious expressions, as if what they were eating was not food but the opponent's meat.

No matter how good my appetite was, I was too scared to eat it.

The cheerful Hufflepuff in the past didn't dare to vent his anger, and Ravenclaw, who was eating while reading a book, almost buried his head in the plate.

When they arrived at the stands, the prefects handed out slogan flags and self-made loudspeakers one by one, and Edward held a small green flag in his hand.

A whistle sounded, the movement began, and the battle and fight started.

Gryffindor scored a goal first, and Slytherin was not in a hurry. Their strategy was to kill Wood --- Gryffindor's Quidditch captain and goalkeeper.

Soon, Woody fell off the broom, and Gryffindor, without the keeper, was pulled far away by Slytherin.

Edward was very happy. He waved the small flag hard and cheered Slytherin cheerfully.The atmosphere in the entire Slytherin stands was enthusiastic.

Everything went according to plan.

Harry Potter rode a broom, motionless in the air.

"In 10 minutes, the Golden Boy won't be able to save Gryffindor." Zabini gloated.

After listening to Edward, he looked up at Potter, "No, maybe he can't save today, but he will definitely be the enemy in the future. You can see that he is not impatient under the disadvantage. Obviously, he has a good psychological quality. If this time, let him It takes a psychological shadow over Quidditch to beat Gryffindor's Seeker for the next six years."

"You're thinking too much about Edward. He's just a rookie who is participating in the competition for the first time. He may be scared."

Edward didn't speak. He had seen too many people with high IQs play tricks, ignoring a single detail and losing everything.

"Look, Edward, he's shaking, and Potter's really scared."

The Savior was really shaking on the broom, shaking the broom together, almost falling off.

"It's a curse."

A senior saw it, "Someone put a curse on the savior."

The atmosphere in the entire Slytherin stand changed instantly. The prefects began to inspect the students in their grades, and the first-year prefect, Platinum Young Master, was so absorbed in Quidditch that he didn't notice the change in his stand at all. Long Pansy didn't know what to do.

Edward sighed, how bad is Slytherin's reputation? Why do you have to subconsciously check your own people first when something like this happens.Does the Savior have no enemies other than Slytherin?

Then there was chaos in the teacher's bench, and Professor Snape stood up, his robes caught fire, and after he put out the fire, the Savior's broom returned to normal.The male and female prefects looked at each other, and everyone used their eyebrows to convey news.

At the same time, Slytherin's Seeker and Potter moved at the same time, and apparently, the Golden Snitch appeared.

"Not good, we didn't stretch the score to an absolutely safe value." Zabini became anxious, and he sat up straight.

All the teachers and students in the school watched the two of them galloping across the court. Suddenly, Potter stood up on the broom, and he got the Snitch first.

Everyone cheered, except Slytherin.

"We should lose gracefully."

"No, Edward, this is the biggest difference between Gryffindor and Slytherin. We never take risks easily. We plan before we act. Gryffindors are the opposite of us. They are impulsive and have no plan. Just like at this moment, if the savior Didn't get the snitch, fell off the broom, he'd break his neck, whoever the Slytherin Seeker was, he wouldn't do that risky move because, well, we can't afford to lose our lives ’” The second-year prefect leaned over and looked at Edward, who was sitting right behind him.

Edward looked at Master Platinum, the head of the first grade. He covered his face with his hands, obviously still unable to extricate himself from the emotion of losing the game.

Edward felt that he instantly understood some of the theories in the book.No matter how many times you read these theories like chicken soup for the soul, they are not as unforgettable as experiencing them once.

Gryffindor's laughter set off Slytherin's sadness.During dinner, the seventh-year prefects toasted at one end of the table without saying a word, and the Slytherins toasted together, again without speaking, and then silently drank the pumpkin juice in the glass.

At the teacher's seat, Professor Snape's expression remained the same as before.Headmaster Dumbledore looked unclear. He looked at the silent Slytherin, then at the noisy Gryffindor, and focused on Professor Quirrell.

The author has something to say:

I fell asleep on the bus again today, which caused the update time to be delayed, my fault.

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines, bazookas and grenades.Because I am typing on a mobile phone, there is no way to list the names and quantities one by one.Thank you so much.