[HP] So you are such Anita

"Didn't you go back for Christmas?" Annie looked at Draco and Tom from the Slytherin lounge under the green Christmas tree with silver bells.

Draco stood up from the sofa, he took Anita's hand and walked outside, "I think it's more interesting to stay at Hogwarts."

Tom put down the book in his hand and slowly walked behind Anita and Draco, "Dumbledore invited me to spend Christmas at Hogwarts."

Draco picked up Anita's pace.

"Dumbledore entrusted me to help him catch a mouse, a mouse that escaped from Azkaban." Tom smiled, watching Anita's reaction.

Sure enough, Anita stopped, and Draco took her hand, looking anxious.

"Siris Black? Headmaster Dumbledore thinks he's still at Hogwarts?"

"Well, or near Hogwarts, it's not too far away anyway," Tom nodded happily.

"What are you going to do after Black is found? Send him to find Voldemort like the Lestranges did?"

"No, it seems unreasonable that none of the three fugitives were caught."

Anita nodded, took Draco's hand and continued walking.

Tom looked disappointed.

All the people who stayed in school at Christmas gathered in the hall of the auditorium waiting for a Christmas dinner. When Anita and the others arrived, there was only a large long table in the center of the room, surrounded by people Green, red, yellow, and blue represent the Christmas trees of the four colleges. Dumbledore and the deans of the four colleges are here, and the Potter trio are sitting at the back of the table. Harry looks a little preoccupied .

"Sit down, sit down." Principal Dumbledore enthusiastically pulled the firecracker towards the sky, and golden fragments exploded from the firecracker, flying lightly over the entire auditorium.

Everyone's bodies were covered with gold flakes, making the auditorium much more lively.

"Merry Christmas!" Dumbledore knocked on the table with his wand, and the table was piled with turkey, gingerbread, root rolls and other foods that Muggles often eat at Christmas.

Looking very rich, Anita got herself a plate of root rolls.

"I heard you had a wonderful game of magic at the Black Lake yesterday," said Dumbledore, nibbling on a turkey leg. "That was wonderful, wasn't it, Minerva?"

"Yes, Headmaster, I'm very pleased that third graders can have this level of transformation," Professor McGonagall raised his glasses, "Maybe Slytherin can add twenty points to this as an encouragement, this kind of game Well worth promoting."

Professor Snape ate his morel and didn't speak, but judging from his stretched brows, he was in a good mood at the moment.

"While the snow is still thick, how about we come to play in the afternoon? A friendly match between the students and the professor." Dumbledore took another chicken leg. "Come and try it, all the students. As for the professor, who of you wants to come?" ?”

Except for Snape, the other three professors nodded at Dumbledore.

"Oh, no, there are too many, the professor should have less. Sev, you don't seem to be very interested," Professor Dumbledore put down the drumstick, looking a little sad, "Slytherin children can't always be bored In the basement, as the dean, you should take them out to bask in the sun. But before that, I think I have to take you to bask in the sun first, and you can come this afternoon."

Therefore, the Christmas activities of all the students staying at the school were arranged by Principal Dumbledore.

Anita yelled badly in her heart, no one knew better than she and Draco what the decisive victory factor in this game was.Theoretically speaking, if the entire wizarding world were to play this game, the winner would most likely be Dumbledore.

Familiarity with magical creatures can make his snowmen more diverse, and his mastery of transformation magic can make his snowmen take shape faster and use better, and the reserve and precise control of magic can allow him to create more high-quality monsters. The Snowman, proficient in white magic can make his Snowman have higher healing ability and defense ability...

Not to mention the few students who stayed in the school, even if the entire Hogwarts students went together, I am afraid that they would not be able to defeat Dumbledore in this game. Their game in the afternoon is probably a unilateral sweep of the whole school by Principal Dumbledore. field.

Anita's conjecture was verified when she was fanned into a snowdrift by the giant Snow Phoenix No.20.

Dumbledore deserves to be the greatest white mage in the wizarding world in the twentieth century. The snow phoenix he created is not only huge, but also able to fly.

Professor Snape withdrew from the game early, and stood beside a mutilated snowwater horse with folded arms to watch the battle.And Ron and Hermione were picked out by Professor McGonagall because of the serious mana consumption. They were standing on the edge of the Black Lake watching Draco and Harry attack the sky with seventeen giant goblins under Tom's command. A big phoenix that only flies around.

Those goblins used themselves as shells and flew towards the big phoenix. They lay on the wings of the phoenix, trying to damage its wings.

Anita pointed her wand at the snow, and walked around on the snow with a whirlwind of snowflakes. The surrounding snow was gathered, slowly revealing the appearance of a giant monster, and Anita stood on its shoulder.

The snow phoenix spun around at high speed in the sky, looking like a huge flying ball, the goblins were thrown off like cannonballs attacking the ground one by one, Anita commanded the troll to stretch out Draco's haha ​​on the ground. Lihu was under the huge body of the giant monster.

Tom finally waited for the right time. The moment the phoenix turned around, he made the giant snake lying in the snow stand upright, bit the phoenix's tail feathers fiercely, and threw it onto the snow.

Anita only had time to see a black figure flying towards her, a huge impact sounded in her ears, the whole troll fell apart, and she was buried in an exaggerated snowdrift.

Anita was dizzy for a while, and then realized how tightly she was buried, and she couldn't get out of the snow around her body!

"Anita, Anita?" Hermione parted the snowdrift and dragged Anita out of it.

The fresh and free air smelled so good. Anita stood on the snowdrift and looked at the white sky.

The only snowman standing in the entire Black Lake is Tom's snow snake, which is taller than Hogwarts. Tom is sitting next to the snake, panting and laughing.

Headmaster Dumbledore was standing next to the snowdrift and patted his beard. His body was covered with snowflakes, and it seemed that he had also been buried in the snowdrift just now.

Draco and Harry were lying scattered in the open space not far away, too tired to move.

Anita crouched down next to Draco and poked Draco's face with her finger.

"You're still, really, very energetic." Draco said while panting.

"I won't get dizzy just because Harry is here, and forget to save my strength."

"Anyway, I made ten goblins, Potter only had seven, and I won." Draco gave a big smile.

"Okay, okay, you win." Anita smiled helplessly at Draco.

Headmaster Dumbledore was obviously very happy, he hopped like a child among these tired students, and magically restored all the snowmen who were now reduced to snowdrifts.

The entire Black Lake turned into a large snowman exhibition. Professor Flitwick made them move in place, and Professor Sprout made some lovely flowers bloom on the snowman.

"We've got a surprise for the kids coming back to school after Christmas!" Dumbledore announced excitedly.

From that day on, the snowman on the Black Lake stretched his wings and opened his mouth on the Black Lake every day, and Anita and Draco also went to the library every day without hesitation. The huge library had only three users during the holidays, Anita, Draco, and Hermione.

Anita wondered if Hermione lived in the library, she must be there every morning when Anita came, and she must not have left when Anita left.

And strangely, Harry and Ron hadn't been seen around her recently.

Time passed day by day like this. After Christmas, the students gradually returned to school, and the Black Lake became more and more lively every day. The first thing everyone returned to school was to go to the Black Lake to see the moving snowmen, just as Principal Dumbledore expected. In the same way, the snowman on the black lake swept away the depression of the students returning to school.

On the eve of the start of school, the owl brought Harry's letter again, and this time the meeting place was under the troll portrait on the eighth floor of Hogwarts.

Isn't this place the Room of Requirement?

It looked like Harry had discovered that place too, and he seemed to have something serious to say, otherwise he wouldn't have told them about the secret room.

Although she didn't go to catch the mouse with Tom, it doesn't mean she will give up on catching the mouse.

And there was one thing that was crucial to catching Sirius Black, and that thing happened to be in Harry's hands.

When Anita and Draco saw Harry on the eighth floor, he was alone, and he was going to say something that even Ron and Hermione didn't want them to know...

Harry opened the Room of Requirement in silence, and then they entered an empty and quiet room with only a fire and a few sofas, with dim lights.

"I've thought about it for a long time." Harry took out the Marauder's Map. "Which one is Sirius Black, Padfoot, Moon Face, or Wormtail?"

Sure enough, he knew those things, and Anita and Draco looked at each other.

"Padfoot, he's Sirius Black..." Anita said.

"He was father's best friend, but he betrayed him. They said he had defected to Voldemort a long time ago, and he was an out-and-out traitor." Harry said these words calmly, as if he wanted to hold back The words are finished in one breath.

"Yeah, that's right, he's a bastard." Anita agreed exactly with Harry on Black.

"What else do you know? Did Mrs. Auerbach say anything else? I really want to know more now." Harry looked downcastly.

Anita thought for a while, "Actually, Professor Lupine is moon-faced, and Professor Snape was also at the same level as the Potters at the time, but to be honest, I don't know much, after all, the relationship between my mother and Mr. Potter Doesn't seem too good."

"Professor Snape and my parents are at the same level!?" Harry was surprised. "Their relationship must not be very good, otherwise, why would Professor Snape hate me so much. Professor Lupine, no wonder I always think he is very kind."

"Actually, Professor Snape has a very good relationship with your mother, but Mr. Potter, he was a bit like Draco in the first grade."

Draco glanced at Anita, covered his face, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Uh, sorry." Anita covered her mouth slightly.

"I understand." Harry nodded.

"Hey, you made it clear!" Draco yelled at Harry.

Harry ignored Draco, he continued to look at Anita, "I don't even know what to do now."

"I remember that you are a Quidditch player. There are several games to play after school starts. Maybe you won't have time to think about what to do. Let the adults do these things. It's already very hard for us to deal with homework. ’” Anita replied very sincerely.

Draco blinked desperately at Anita and said the wrong thing, and Anita realized that Harry's broom seemed to have fallen on the Whomping Willow during the last Quidditch match and was destroyed by the Whomping Willow up.

"It's okay, I received a fire-crossbow-arrow," but it was not the same as what they thought. When it came to the broom, Harry's mood improved a little bit, but he was still a little depressed, "but Confiscated by Professor McGonagall, she suspects the broom was sent by Black, who may have put a curse on it."

"My God, who would jinx a fire-crossbow?" Draco couldn't calm down, "Did you really receive a fire-crossbow? Are you sure you spelled it right, fire-crossbow?" -arrow?"

Harry gave a low "hmm".

"Okay, let's not discuss this issue," Anita called to stop the topic in time, "Harry, can I have a look at the Marauder's Map? If Black is still at Hogwarts, maybe his name will appear on the map above."

"I don't think so. After all, he is also one of the creators of the map." Even though he said this, Harry still opened the map and handed it to Anita.

This is not necessarily the case, they have seen the horror of this map, and according to the character of Blake they saw at that time, he may even mark his name on the map with golden lights.

But to Anita's disappointment, she searched for a long time among the densely packed names on the map. She did not see Blake's name on the map, not even the same surname.

It seemed that he was indeed not at Hogwarts now, but Anita believed that her judgment was correct.

"Harry, I think if he appears at Hogwarts, then his name will definitely appear on this map. You can take a look at it often." Anita handed the Marauder's Map to Harry.

At this moment, Draco pressed Anita's hand, and he pointed to a small dot on the map in horror, "Peter Pediru, isn't he dead?"

Anita looked towards the spot Draco was pointing at, the footprint was near the Gryffindor lounge and seemed to have stopped somewhere.