Group favorite daughter [Zhongyingmei]

The empty room is classical and gloomy. Under the faint light, a small group of dark gray huge soft sofas looks inconspicuous surrounded by several black robes, but those people are humble and alone. Kneeling and bowing his head, he didn't even have the courage to look up.

The amber eyes emitted a faint green light in the dark light, Ah Mao was lazily nestled on the cushion, raised his eyes, and the crisp juvenile voice revealed the owner's dissatisfaction.

"too dark."

"Lomus!" (fluorescent flashes)

One of the Death Eaters quickly waved his wand, and the white light emitted from the top of the wand illuminated the space like a firefly. The brightness gradually increased, reflecting an increasingly dissatisfied orange pink face—God knows why a cat can show such a look expression.

Crackling—the sound of the final tearing of the cushion under the claws, Ah Mao stared deeply at the flashlight-like light.

Won't you turn on the lights?

Seeing the velvet cushions that he had found so hard being scratched into shreds, the wand that the gloomy man was holding trembled, not daring to imagine the consequences of the claws falling on them. With a wave of his left hand under the cloak, the other Hastily served the fragrant small steak on a silver plate, Ah Mao tasted it, and poohed it in disgust.

It shook its beard, "It's unpalatable."

The man quickly bowed and retreated.

After enjoying such a luxurious life in the Avengers Building for such a long time, Ah Mao is very dissatisfied with this group of people, so dare to do anything to Ella with such little ability?I'm afraid you don't think your life is too long.

Oh, it doesn't take too long to say, the only thing he really remembers are two people.

One is the Red Skull, ever since he was cursed by the space to become an undead spirit, relying on his own inability to die, he started a cult under the nose of the soul gem, and tried to win over the passing spaceships trying to escape from Vormir many times, but every time he failed. He didn't succeed, and in the end he was caught by Thor and patted on the ground and rubbed against the ground, and he is still locked in a special prison.

The other one, the one I just ate today, has a bald snake face, no nose, black nails, and a seriously incomplete soul, and all he wants to do is throw him into a cauldron and boil him into a body. Do you really think he has no temper?

After licking a fur on its paw that was raised up from scratching the cushion, Ah Mao thought about it, but couldn't help complaining.

If the one who pursues immortality looks better, he might be able to rank him in the soul space if he is in a good mood, but these two, either with a bald head and a red face and a big skull, or a bald snake with a face and no nose, one is uglier than the other. If he stayed in his soul space, he might not want to eat veal steak for a long time.

Speaking of it, the veal steak made by Maria is really delicious, crispy, tender, spicy, spicy and delicious, and those top chefs are also good. I will discuss it with them when I have time. If I am willing to cook for him after I die , Immortality can also be considered~

Thinking of the luxurious meal that was not repeated every day or even more sumptuous than Ella's, Ah Mao unconsciously sucked in a saliva, and almost frightened the remaining Death Eaters to kneel down.

Never eat them!

Especially the man with a gloomy and cold body, he didn't know how many times he regretted provoking this terrible creature!

The dark wizard who came here with what they thought was the "Sorcerer's Stone" turned into a puppet when Apparition arrived here, but they summoned their hands without knowing it, and directly took the Dark Lord from The absolute secret place please come out, then! !

When the Death Eaters who finally got together greeted the master!That gem suddenly turned into a huge magical creature, swallowing the souls of the Dark Lord and others who had just appeared in one breath! ! !

They finally waited for the master who came back!

Just one bite!

a small bit!

There were not many loyal Death Eaters left, and the three people who were left to serve this unknown creature had their own minds, so they could only honestly talk and listen to it in front of it, looking for cushions to eat, and so it still dislike!

Very angry, but more cowardly.

The Dark Lord and his companions who rushed out of its mouth left a heavy psychological shadow on them, comparable to the Dark Lord back then.

At least in front of the Dark Lord, those who are useful can still live, but in front of this cat, they have to worry all the time whether their souls will be eaten by its displeasure.

Thinking about it this way, it seemed quite normal to regard it as a magic stone that can brew potions and refine the body to make people immortal.

In the suffocating silence in the room, Ah Mao yawned softly, observing the noseless monster thrown into the soul space from the perspective of God, "Is this why you are looking for me?"

Voldemort, who was in a closed and boundless space, had a gloomy face dripping water, and the voice from his throat was like a cold hiss of a poisonous tongue, "Who are you? How dare you offend me."

The ubiquitous young voice in the space sneered, and the clear voice was pleasant even with such a lazy and mocking tone, "It is an honor that you will never be able to cultivate in a few lifetimes to be able to talk to this cat. Since you don't Said, I just barely started—”

His voice paused, and he narrowed his eyes, "This is... Occlumency?" Speaking of which, he just finished reading the magic book Doctor Strange gave him not long ago.

The Dark Lord smiled sullenly, his white teeth looked particularly piercing, "You can't kill me."

"Just because of your sliced ​​souls?" Ah Mao glanced at him, and immediately returned ugly, and said disgustedly, "If you cut your soul, you will cut your soul. Why is your nose gone?"

Or his little Ella, cute and beautiful. Jarvis, Natasha, Tony Stark, Stephen, Steve and others are also more handsome and stylish than the other. It seems that he is really not suitable for going out. It's so eye-catching in Fulian Building.

The good-looking looks have their own styles, and the evil souls are unpalatable and teeth-gritting.Too lazy to wait for his answer, Ah Mao directly searched his soul bluntly, and clicked his tongue after learning the whole story, "People on Earth are really crazy."

Slicing one's own soul for eternal life, I'm afraid I'm not losing my mind.

"Where are the remaining soul fragments?"

The Death Eater bowed and trembled, "My lord, we don't know."

"What's the use of you." A Mao searched for information about soul fragments again, "16 years old, where is Tom Riddle's diary?"

That name was uttered so easily, making those people's bodies tremble even more, another person standing in the shadows bowed his head deeply, his blond hair slipped out from under his hood, and whispered out a name, "Hogg Woz."

"What's that? A school?"

Too lazy to look carefully at the dark memories that don't know how long it has lived, Ah Mao shook his ears, "Let's go to Hogwarts."

why?

Weeds and roots.

…………

In front of the fireplace, Tony Stark stared at the bowl of gray of unknown material with a serious expression, "Floo powder?"

"Yes, this is one of the ways wizards travel." Because of the particularity of these guests, the minister had to put away his contempt and inherent impression of No-Majs, and introduced them, "From one fireplace to another registered In the fireplace, grab a handful of floo powder and throw it under your feet, while calling out the name of the place you want to go. You come first, Mosiah."

Another wizard behind the minister gave them a slight nod, walked into the tall fireplace, grabbed a handful of Floo powder and threw it at his feet, shouting loudly, "London Department of International Magical Cooperation!"

boom!A fierce green flame suddenly burned from bottom to top in the fireplace, and the wizard's body disappeared into the fireplace immediately as if being swallowed by the evil green flame.

Everyone who instinctively leaned back because of the air shock brought by the green flame: ...

Tony's tone in the teammate channel was weird, "Although it's a bit unbelievable, I have to say that this method is as stupid as Sol flying with a hammer."

Ella suggested, "If you don't like it, I can draw a space door for you."

Jarvis stepped forward and said softly, "I'll go first."

The little girl accurately saw the height of the fireplace, and reminded in a low voice, "Be careful not to bump your head, Dad."

"Ah."

"London International Department of Magical Cooperation!"

The moment Yinglun's accent fell, the green flames engulfed his body from bottom to top. The little girl who was watching Mosiah's demonstration calmly just now became restless. Her round eyes opened like a frightened cat. She pulled Tony's body. Hand, "I'll be fine next." That way, if something goes wrong, she can bring Jarvis back directly.

Tony raised his eyebrows, "Good girl."

The small one is not as tall as the legs of the people present, so naturally there is no need to worry about hitting the head. After the sound of milk, Ella immediately appeared in the fireplace of the Ministry of Magic in London, England. She was choked by the smoke and coughed a few times. He was patted on the back by Jarvis' big hand, and he only remembered when he recovered, and turned to look at Sherlock who was following him.

The hanging ring is still with him.

Sherlock, who saw the meaning in her eyes at a glance, raised his eyebrows with his hands in his pockets: silly.

The little girl who was still in Jarvis' arms stuck out her tongue at him in a corner where no one was paying attention: It's not your fault.

Sherlock turned away from her: childish.

The familiar milky voice suddenly sounded in his mind, 【You are so naive! 】

Looking sharply at the little girl, Sherlock seemed to have expected the voice of the silly blowfish that broke into his memory palace, 【You really have special abilities. 】

Ella pursed her lips, 【Did you see it? 】

[After all, no one will be smirking at the other party for nothing. ] Sherlock paused, [Are you a mutant? 】

【no.But I won’t tell you, a little bit~]

Sherlock: ...

Humph.

Eric and Tony also came over one by one. Eric, who was purely to protect their safety, was okay. Tony was very resentful about his almost messed up hairstyle.

By the way, there are still two portable boxes, one large and one small, floating behind them all the time, and what is inside is still unknown.

After explaining the situation to the head of the British branch of the Department of Magical International Affairs, they immediately asked them to go to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. It was still up to Tony and Jarvis to negotiate with the Ministry of Magic, Sherlock, Ella and Eric Then he looked at the Ministry of Magic.

The Law Enforcement Division is located on the second floor of the Ministry of Magic headquarters.Behind the ascending elevator were two heavy oak doors, through which the Auror headquarters could be seen. The open space was divided into a number of cubicles, each of which belonged to an Auror.In the dimly lit and dilapidated corridors, lavender paper airplanes flew around, as if equipped with an automatic tracking device, and flew into every office with a clear goal; when passing by the half-open offices, you can still see the documents in them Overcrowded tables and some very old-fashioned fabrics and bamboo baskets, Ella also sharply saw the long quill floating on the paper to write automatically.

Magneto is very interested in paper airplanes flying around. He controls the magnetic force to trap two paper airplanes in a magnetic field. The two airplanes circle around for a few times, as if they finally found the culprit of the prank. , rushed straight towards Eric, was stopped by him coldly outside the magnetic field, and sent out with a wave of his hand.

And Sherlock...

Ella turned her head, "Where's Sherlock?"

The little girl who suddenly made a sound woke up the others, not to mention the wizards who secretly looked at them and whispered, Jarvis (?) who led a few people out immediately synchronized the map, but unfortunately, maybe it was because of magic Due to limitations, the speed of map scanning was several times slower, and the range was greatly reduced. In the visible range, there was no trace of Sherlock at all.

Tony raised his forehead, "He shouldn't have been allowed to come here," he looked at the people in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, "Macrof should have told you."

"Yes, don't worry, we will find Mr. Holmes as soon as possible." The wizards who received them were obviously higher-level wizards who were relatively friendly with the British government. After getting interested, he has already made arrangements in advance.

"That's all about the dark wizard," Tony said, "We have been robbed of treasures, and we need to find them as soon as possible."

The short little girl raised her hand and added, "I already know roughly where it is."

"Ok?"

"Within a castle called Hogwarts," Ella raised her head, "it's just a rough range."

After speaking, he turned to everyone in the Ministry of Magic, "Is there anything else?"

The minister shook his head, and watched helplessly as the little girl, who had never paid attention to it, pulled out a strange black ring from the hood behind the warm red sweater, put it on her hand and swiped it in the air—it made a circle!Opposite is the castle of Hogwarts school!

Unbelievable!

Are Muggles this powerful now? !

And Tony, Jarvis, and Eric, the three relatively tall men, fell into contemplation at the golden space door that matched the height of the little girl.

Less than waist height...

Noticing this, Ella blinked sheepishly, and opened the space door with both hands to expand the diameter by four times, and then successfully reached the opposite side of the space door. silence.

If wizards also have this magic, wouldn't they have to go to work from the toilet?

……

The old man in front of him has a kind face, a hooked nose, and a pair of half-moon-shaped golden glasses on the high bridge of the nose. His blue eyes are sharp and bright behind the lenses. He has waist-length silver-white hair and a white beard tied up drooping on the chest.He was wearing a silver-gray robe, a floor-length purple cloak covered with golden stars, and a pair of black boots with buckles. He was tall and thin, and he was a very so-called wizard.

At least it was more in line with Ella's imagination of wizards than the wizards the Ministry of Magic had seen.

He smiled slightly, with a kind and bright voice, "Welcome to Hogwarts, guests from afar, I am the headmaster, Albus Dumbledore."

Holding Jarvis' finger with one hand, Ella tilted her head and looked at him curiously, "Hello, Principal Dumbledore, do you know we're coming?"

The old man lowered his head slightly and said seriously, "The stars told me."

The little girl asked again, "Is it the stars in the sky, or the stars on the magic robe?"

"Of course the stars in the sky," Dumbledore invited them with a smile, "Please go inside and discuss in detail."

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is a huge castle exactly like in a fairy tale. It stands on a cliff with five towers and other buildings. Entering from the grass outside the castle, it is a small square paved with stone bricks. As for the artificial fountain, Ella is very interested in the structure here, but maybe there is a more powerful magic circle than the Avengers Building. Although other spells can still be used, the map scanning speed is slower than in the Ministry of Magic.

At this time, it was probably the time when the students were in class. They walked all the way through the spacious corridor full of period atmosphere, without bumping into many students.Walking to the third floor, little Ella, who was being hugged by Jarvis, looked at the people watching them in the portraits on the wall with sparkling eyes, and agreed with Tony's thoughts——

I really want to take it back for an autopsy!

The fat lady wearing a wreath on the door was still singing, and the huge stone beast with wings spread open that guarded the principal's office spun open to reveal the spiral staircase. After everyone stepped on the stairs, it spiraled up to the principal's office on the eighth floor.

There are many moving portraits hanging in the circular room. Seeing them coming in, some smiled and nodded, and some pulled up the black cloth to cover themselves. There were many silverware on the table with slender legs, and the bookshelf behind the table There is also a sorting hat that looks very worn out, and the red phoenix on the golden crossbar is quietly combing its feathers.

Dumbledore held out his hand to them, and four chairs appeared behind them, "Sit down, please."

After Ella told him about looking for A-Cat, Dumbledore frowned, which made the frown on his forehead even deeper. "There was no other visit from the school during this time."

The little girl moved anxiously towards the chair, "What about the other cats?"

Dumbledore laughed and shook his head, "No."

A big hand stroked the top of the little girl's hair, and Tony comforted her, "Don't worry, didn't you say that Mao is very powerful." Besides, what could happen to the soul gem?

Compared to what Ella was worried about, something bad happened to Amao being robbed, Tony believed that Amao stayed because the gem could not act alone.

The light blue eyes looked at the old man eagerly, and the little girl asked again, "Then can I look for it here? He must be here."

Dumbledore sighed in his heart, "To be honest, the school is not safe for a while, and I don't suggest you do this."

Tony wondered, "Could it be that the Death Eaters entered the school?"

"The school's magic can prevent Death Eaters from entering, please don't worry." Dumbledore looked at them with wise blue eyes, "I will ask the house elves and teachers to help find your cat, if you want, You can wait here for a day."

"I want to look for it too." The little girl sitting on the chair said obediently.

Before Dumbledore could answer, there were hurried footsteps outside the headmaster's room. Everyone looked back and saw a man in a black robe, shoulder length, black hair greasy who hadn't washed for a long time, a pale, thin, gloomy and serious man with a hooked nose and a gloomy expression. Walking in, the deep wrinkle between the eyebrows became more serious after seeing them.

Unlike his appearance that can scare children into tears, his voice is as elegant and deep as a cello, and his speaking speed is slower, and his voice is only a little higher than a whisper, "Muggles?"

"It's our guest, Severus." Dumbledore got up and introduced them, "This is Severus Snape, Professor of Potions."

Tony and Eric just nodded their heads, and the little girl still had to look up, feeling an inexplicable affection for such a dark outfit, "Hello, Professor Snape."

Snape nodded slightly.

Tony complained in the group chat, "It's just a big black bat in the wizarding world."

Eric, who had never been in contact with Batman, looked at him strangely, and Ella realized, yes!Bruce was just as dark as Batman!

...But Bruce actually loves his looks.

Snape, who was slandered, looked at her sharply. This little girl is not a wizard, but she has similar magical fluctuations strangely. Could it be that she has just awakened?

But this has nothing to do with him, he just came to discuss some things with Dumbledore.

...Five minutes later, Snape walked out of the headmaster's office sullenly, followed by a kid.

Tony and Jarvis were talking in the back, "I can't believe they didn't monitor it! According to the history of more than 1000 years, don't they even have recording magic?! How long does it take to find that little bastard?"

Jarvis added softly, "And the house-elves and the teachers, sir."

"Come on, an elf with a big head, pointed ears, wrinkled face, no hair and wearing rags?" Tony muttered, "How can I tell the little princess a bedtime story?"

The translucent ghost, the headless Earl Nick, galloped out of the wall on a horse, and was about to pass through the two of them. He was bounced back by a golden magic circle, and he turned on his back. The bearded ghost floated over and looked down at them in mid-air, "Muggles?"

Tony, who had heard this name several times in a day, rolled his eyes.

Nick said happily, "I'll show you a magic trick." Then he reached out and grabbed his other ear, and gently snapped off his head, leaving only a little bit that was still connected to his neck and was crooked. He smiled at them with his head, "Is it fun?"

Tony, who saw a ghost with his own eyes and also witnessed a horrifying scene: ...

Is this magic school poisonous!

Eric, who hadn't spoken for a long time, looked at the man in black not far in front of him, lost in thought, and even frowned slightly at the moment when the ghost passed through him.

And now Snape wanted to throw this annoying and noisy little troll back into the headmaster's office!

Why are there so many questions!

However, even though he had expressed his displeasure very clearly, little Ella persisted in asking, "Then when can I go to those forbidden places?"

Snape turned around eagerly, staring at her with dark eyes, empty and silent, like the mouth of a dark tunnel, his voice was low and whispering, "The reason why it is banned is because it never allows students to enter, Miss Stark, please give up That stupid idea, back to the safety and sound of the baby's room."

"I'll go back after I find A Mao," the little girl nodded affirmatively, "I'm not a student here."

Snape turned and left, "Then please don't follow me."

The little footsteps behind him caught up again, and the little milk voice came from below, "But Principal Dumbledore said, as long as you agree, I can go."

"I can never agree!"

"But I must go!"

The little girl resolutely said, "What if Ah Mao is in danger inside?"

"First of all, you have to ask why your cat appeared in the restricted area," Snape said sarcastically, "Give it up, Miss Stark, a Muggle had better go back to the Muggle world obediently."

Although I don't like this title very much, but thinking that wizards are not all good in the eyes of other people, Ella put it aside for the time being, and she said seriously, "Because some Death Eaters snatched him, they will treat him as a wizard." He does dangerous things."

The smile at the corner of Snape's mouth seemed to falter for a moment, but it didn't seem to be the case, the movement of his lips was very small, which made his voice even lower, and it took her to listen carefully to hear it clearly.

"They can't get in, they never can get in."

The little girl tilted her head, "I know, but Ah Mao is here."

"I can't possibly agree."

Ella thought for a while and asked a new question, "Is the restricted area large in diameter?"

Snape's dark eyes rolled, "Huh?"

"If I shout at 140 decibels at the edge of the penalty area, ignoring obstacles and echoes, can I hear it at the other end of the penalty area?"

Snape, who doesn't really understand it but knows what a stupid way it is: ...

He underestimated the stupidity of the little troll, is her brain full of achnatherum? !

After waiting for a long time without getting an answer, the little girl blinked and looked at him strangely, "Don't wizards throw things away?"

Thinking of Gryffindor who blew up the cauldron again in Potions class, Snape said in a low tone, "Sometimes they lose their minds during class."

Alas--

"What should I do if I lose something and can't find it?"

"We are wizards."

Ella kept up with small steps, light and heavy footsteps staggered in the magnificent hall under the sun, "Is there a special spell? Like forgetting nothing, or changing shape?"

"Perhaps you can get a wand to match the only two spells." Snape snorted.

The little girl was very solemn, "Actually, I am a mage, and I don't need a wand to cast spells."

Snape's voice was steady, "Oh, that's a surprise."

"But the mage doesn't have a spell to find something, maybe a sentence like so-and-so's return?"

"Congratulations, Miss Stark, your creativity is comparable to Merlin's."

Stopping in front of the long table, Snape took out his wand. His hands were thin and long, as pale as his face, and it was even more vivid when he held the black wand. He waved his wand, "Candy canes fly Come."

As his words fell, a large candy cane with strawberry milk flew out from nowhere and landed in the little girl's palm. Snape looked down at the little girl's eyes sparkling in surprise, and snorted again , "Flying Curse."

"It's amazing! Can I learn it?"

"You should ask your spell professor instead of me..."

Unknowingly, the two who had chatted with you and me five sentences walked in front, while Tony instructed Jarvis to take pictures of those moving stairs and portraits, and by the way flew with the elegant girl in white skirt in the portraits Wink, he glanced at the two people in front of him, and noticed with the naked eye that their painting styles began to merge.

It's like the aroma of strawberries infecting a gloomy old house. It's not that easy, and it's not that difficult.

"Get another one."

Tony said.

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