Group favorite daughter [Zhongyingmei]

Lucius Malfoy, who watched the whole process from a close distance, almost collapsed when he saw a giant beast that easily defeated the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets shrunk into a kitten.

Their Slytherin Chamber of Secrets!

A basilisk that only the heir of Slytherin can drive!

just die? !

Lucius Malfoy stood in a hidden corner, staring in horror at the sharp claws that had scaled the basilisk in an instant, the fingers holding the snake-shaped cane were involuntarily clenched, the veins on the back of his hand were stretched, and the joints were so pale No color.

It seems that this cat is bound to kill the Dark Lord, but how can he explain why a cat with great lethality appears at Hogwarts?

Even if he came up with a perfect solution, that domineering cat, judging from its previous attitude, would definitely not be able to cooperate with his lies. With its ability, it would be no problem to overthrow the entire Hogwarts.

What should he do then?

After struggling desperately for a long time, the basilisk stopped convulsing as expected, and the huge waves and burrows caused by the severe pain also fell into a brief calm. Lucius Malfoy stared at the gravel falling continuously As long as it does not appear at the scene, no one can link the death of the basilisk with him.

But just as the Death Eaters' hopes had been dashed by eating Voldemort's main soul in one bite, it had dashed his expectations just as quickly this time.

The tail of the snake that was thrown up before had slid down softly due to death, but was thrown up again a few seconds later—it was like throwing a piece of ordinary hemp rope, accompanied by a rustling sound , a white fluffy claw grabbed the basilisk's body and pressed it to the broken stone tile floor.

The green vertical pupils glowed penetratingly in the dark underground light, and a moment later, the messy cat emerged from the huge hole in the ground, and the amber eyes rolled, causing Lucius to step back subconsciously. He took a step and bumped into someone behind him.

Draco Malfoy, who accidentally saw his father turned around from behind him, looked dissatisfied with the footprints on the shoes, he pursed his lips, "Father?"

Without looking back, Lucius whispered, "Shut up."

As before, Draco Malfoy felt a little uncomfortable, especially after he heard Holmes' words, his father's indifference and stern attitude made him sad more easily.

Draco followed Lucius' line of sight and looked over. The cat's long, thick hair was in a mess, and he wouldn't let him look at it at all in normal times. It was even lower than a Mudblood.

Lucius had no idea what Draco was thinking, and when A Mao moved slightly and looked around, he almost stopped breathing.He couldn't imagine what he would do if it ordered him aloud under the circumstances, under the eyes of all the professors and students at Hogwarts.

Maybe it was the prayer in his heart that worked. Ah Mao's eyes slid past him and moved over. Then his eyes lit up and he ran quickly in a certain direction. Before Lucius could relax, he saw a gloomy black robe. Serious Snape raised his wand at it vigilantly—

been ignored.

And behind Snape, there was also a small figure that broke free from the hands of the people around him, and ran over with small steps.

"A cat!"

The little girl and the cat met two feet behind Snape, and the little girl only had time to yell, and the cat immediately picked her up on her knees, the sharp nails were put away, and the thick pads of flesh were pressed against Ella's lap Keeping its balance, the wet and dusty cat with long orange-white fur raised its other front paw pitifully.

"Meow……"

The amber eyes drooped slightly, and a cry of aggrievedness came out of the cat's mouth. Ah Mao stuffed his barely clean head into the little girl's palm and arched it vigorously, blinked his eyes and stood on tiptoe, fluffing himself His paws moved closer to the little girl.

"Meow~"

Everyone, including Snape and Holmes, was staring at the little girl and her cat strangely, trying to find something from that furry paw, was it hurt?

The nails are intact and the pads are pink and only a little dusty. Although there is a little water stain on the outside of the cat's fur, the cat's claws are intact.

But little Ella was shocked!Xiaonaiyin seemed to have suffered a sudden and painful blow.

"It even broke a hair!"

Carefully holding its cat's paw in distress, the little girl lowered her head and blew on it gently, and kept stroking the cat's head with one hand, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, I'll give you a whirr."

"Meow~"

The eyes were wet, and the cat arched her palm in a very aggrieved manner, and the cry should not sound too miserable.

Crowd: ...

God damn broke a hair! ?It's a long-haired cat!

And that cat is so shameless!

Those who didn't know thought you had broken a claw!

If you have the ability to act like a baby and sell miserably, you have the ability to talk about why you climbed up from the bottom of the basilisk!

Ron couldn't help approaching Hermione, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't your Crookshanks a long-haired cat too? Can you see how its fur is?"

Hermione looked back in disbelief, and lowered her breath, "How is that possible?! Crookshanks sheds hair every day to knit you a sweater!"

And Lucius, who has been paying attention to Amao's movements: ...

That's why it scratched it off on purpose!He saw it!

However, the little girl was immersed in the dual emotions of finally finding Ah Mao and Ah Mao was injured, and did not notice the abnormal reactions of the people at all.

"I don't even have 25 pounds... Go back and give you a lot of veal steaks and barbecues. Those people are really annoying, and they won't give you food if they take you away!"

Ah Mao tilted her head and rubbed against her, [It's okay, I'm back. ] Seeing that the little girl was still very angry, she squinted her eyes happily and added, her voice was as pitiful as ever, 【I sent them all to see Death, not angry. 】

Only then did the little girl feel relieved, and she didn't dislike the dust and water stains on his body. She purred with one hand and said, "I didn't bring a small handkerchief. I'll take a bath for you when I get back to the room."

The fluffy cat nodded its head, Ah Mao licked its paws, and glanced indifferently in a certain direction, the man with long blond hair took a tight breath, and stopped his back footsteps.

After appeasing (?) A Mao Mao, Ella was free to look at the situation in front of her, because the basilisk was dead, and there were too many students who witnessed it at that time, and the professors did not stop the young wizards from watching. Every now and then, he looked at the little girl with complicated eyes.

Especially the pale face of Professor Snape in front of him looked even more frightening now. If it wasn't for the fact that his clenched wand was hanging down without any intention of attacking, Ayla even felt that he was going to attack herself. .

Blinking in doubt, the little girl stood on tiptoe and looked at the big black hole, where there was still the sound of splashing water, then looked up at Professor Snape, and asked in a soft and sweet voice like toffee. , "Professor, is it safe now?"

Black hair hung down his thin and pale cheeks, and there was a faint sarcasm on his lips. Professor Snape's deep voice was like a whisper, "As you can see."

The little girl asked again, "What killed that snake?"

Snape lowered his eyes and said meaningfully, "Why don't you believe your eyes, Miss Stark?"

Ella was stunned for a moment before she realized it. She raised the soft cat lying quietly in her arms towards him, "You mean cat?" The little girl shook her head with great certainty, "Impossible, Look at the cat's paws."

The little hand raised the cat's other paw, which didn't have a broken hair, and the little girl showed him seriously, "Although there are scratches on the big snake, our cat's claws are so small."

After a pause, "There's no blood on the nails either."

A group of cats nodded in agreement, flicking their black tails leisurely in the air.

The little girl made up what happened to A Mao by herself, "A Mao must have been accidentally trapped by that snake, and it can't come out until it dies, so I couldn't find it."

Professors: What you said seems to make sense...but only ghosts believe it!

The closest professors directly felt the powerful aura from the underground animal. Ah Mao came up on the basilisk, but suddenly changed his aura when he saw the little girl!

Look at the little girl's clear and serious blue eyes... I feel so tired.

Aren't you ashamed to deceive such an innocent little girl? !

After being hugged by a kiss and going to take a bath, Amao lazily licked his fur.

The little girl who finally found the kitten left with the extremely suspicious cat. Professor Holmes also walked along the way, and the professors temporarily discussed how to deal with the basilisk. When Mao came here again, he happened to see the scene where the professors were repairing the floor.

"Restore as usual!"

With the white light from the tip of the magic wand, time seems to be reversed in the hall, and the scattered stones and building materials return to their original positions as if pulled by a thread, and the big hole in the ground disappears. The girl's eyes sparkled.

Is this time magic? !It's like when Stephen used the power of time!

Jarvis, who was helping to hold Amao, who was half the weight of the little girl, instinctively turned on the video, and Ella tugged at his sleeve, "Dad, have you brought energy analysis glasses?"

"No." Jarvis replied gently, "If you need it, you can go back and get it."

The little girl hesitated for a while, then shook her head, "It's better not to, it feels a little bad."

Jarvis smiled lightly, stroked the little girl's hair, "Well. Do you want to go home?"

They came here to find Ah Mao, but now little Ella still has something to do that she has been thinking about for a long time. She pursed her lips and raised her head anxiously, "I have one more thing..."

The little girl didn't say it directly, and Jarvis didn't ask, "Then do you want to do it now?"

Looking at the busy professors, Ella shook her head, "After a while?"

"Okay, but then I'm going to the principal's office to talk to Professor Dumbledore about something, do you want to come?"

Ella thought for a while, "Talk... the adults talk, I'm a child, so I won't go. And I made an appointment with my classmates to meet after class." There is also her grandfather with white beard when he is serious. , always a little uncomfortable.

As if he had seen through the little girl's thoughts, his thin lips parted slightly, and Jarvis squatted slightly, brushing his fingertips over the almost transparent strands of hair that floated to the front of the little girl's cheeks, "I'll take you there."

After Jarvis left, the little girl who was already sitting in the spare classroom realized that when her father left, did she take both A Mao and the notebook with her?

……

The fat lady was still trying to smash a glass goblet with her singing, when she saw Jarvis approaching, she smiled embarrassedly with flushed cheeks, and opened the door for him before he could say the complete password.

"Thank you very much, ma'am."

The boulder beast spread its wings, stepped on the black leather shoes, and was carried up by the spiral staircase. Jarvis looked down at Ah Mao, "Do you want to dispose of it as soon as possible?"

As he said this, his cobalt blue eyes looked at the notebook with a dark green cover and bronzing font that had been torn off a page.

A Mao lay comfortably in his arms, licked her mouth with her pink tongue, and flicked her beard, and the clear and clear boyish voice came out of the cat's mouth without any sense of disobedience.

"No, this is the second one. Talk to the old man before eating. Ayla has double magic to protect him from being a demon."

"Hope it goes well."

Dumbledore was not at all surprised by their visit. Steaming tea, toffee finger cakes, and sizzling honey candies were ready. He invited them to sit down, and the wise and bright eyes under the half-moon glasses also bent into Half-moon shape, "The elderly always like some sweet taste, try it?"

Jarvis smiled politely, took a piece of biscuit and fed it to Amao, Amao bit it very naturally, obviously this kind of feeding activity has been extremely skilled.

After eating some sweet biscuits, Ah Mao said, "Do you know Voldemort's Horcrux?"

"Horcrux?" Dumbledore's eyes moved slightly and he shook his head, "There is no relevant information."

A Mao sighed, "The wizarding world is not familiar with the outside world, and is not familiar with our own, okay, okay," he changed his posture, and explained briefly, "Voldemort cut his own soul into several pieces, and by murdering a Man stores his soul in a vessel, protected by dark magic, but no one but himself knows where it is hidden."

"It had nothing to do with me, but that group of mindless things actually attacked Ella, so I'm going to kill him."

The old man with silver hair and beard was already very surprised. Ah Mao lightly raised the tip of his tail and pointed to the green notebook on the table.

"Tom Riddle's 16-year-old notebook, his first Horcrux."

Fingers rubbing the gilded name on the cover, Dumbledore's fingers seemed to tremble a little, and he murmured, "Horcrux?"

"That's right." A Mao shook his ears, a little impatiently, and announced several names in one breath, "Marvolo Gaunt's ring, Helga Hufflepuff's gold cup, Salazar S Raitling's locket, Rowena Ravenclaw's diadem, a snake called Nagini, and this notebook, six in all."

"Some have addresses, some don't, find them, and I'll get rid of him completely."

As Mao said, he felt a little bored, so he simply copied all Voldemort's memories about Horcruxes to Dumbledore, "As soon as possible."

Receiving the memory suddenly, Dumbledore took a deep look at the blond man sitting quietly in front of him, and the cat who was completely different from the little girl, and he was silent for a few seconds.

"I'm afraid there is a seventh Horcrux."

"This comes from a prophecy..."

……

When Draco came over with the cat portrait, he was still a little uncomfortable.

Why did father suddenly come to school today and ask him to befriend Ella?

He waved his robe and sat down in front of the little girl. The platinum-haired boy frowned, "Ayla?"

Eh?The little girl who was holding a magic textbook "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" that Hermione helped to pick out looked up with gusto, her blue eyes dazed for a moment and then quickly recovered, "Malfoy."

"You can call me Draco," the boy's voice could not conceal arrogance, as if it was a great honor to allow her to call him by his name - and in fact, in Draco's opinion, it was.

"Where's your cat?"

The little girl replied softly, "A Mao and Dad went out."

Oh, Draco was a little disappointed, after all he thought his father's strange behavior was due to the cat that popped up out of nowhere, God knows he'd posted cat hunting notices everywhere, and now it's useless, and everyone knows, Look, Malfoy couldn't even find a cat.

It's such a shame.

"They are all saying that maybe there is another terrible monster in the sewers," Draco Malfoy shrugged, "Now, those mudbloods can rest assured that the heir of Slytherin will not Will drive monsters to kill them."

Hearing the word Mudblood again, the little girl disagreed a little. She closed the book, "Why do you say that? Wizards from ordinary people are not necessarily inferior to pureblood families, and purebloods with great achievements in the history of magic The ratio of wizards to half-blood wizards is close to one to one."

The pure blood theory he had accepted since he was a child made Draco a little unhappy, "How can a dirty mudblood compare to a pure blood wizard."

"However, the awakened talent of a wizard has nothing to do with bloodlines. Too much emphasis on pure bloodlines will cause the bloodlines of several families to be intertwined and similar. Inbreeding increases the risk of certain autosomal recessive genetic diseases. The older the The pure blood family is more likely to have this problem." The little girl looked at him seriously, "It's just some genes with different functions, why should we make a distinction?"

Draco didn't quite understand the sentence in the middle, but he knew the general idea. The platinum-haired teenager felt offended, and a faint blush appeared on his pale face. He retorted, "Impossible, the Malfoy family never No Muggle blood."

Pursing her lips and thinking for a while, the little girl took the piece of paper in his hand, scribbled down a few URLs and the title of the thesis, folded the piece of paper, she hesitated, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to Offensive, but you can take a look at these papers if you have time."

Draco didn't accept the paper, he gritted his teeth, "Are mages completely equal?"

After thinking about it, the little girl nodded, "Yes, the choice of a mage is entirely based on personal talent and progress through her own efforts." For example, her space gate took several months to succeed.

His chest was bulging, Draco looked like he was going to explode, his pale face turned rosy because of anger, if it wasn't because they were the only ones here now, maybe an hour later it would be reported that Draco beat a child news.

The education he received since he was a child made the theory of pure blood almost engraved in his bones. Draco was very angry, but seeing the little girl's wet blue eyes that were apologetic but insisted on his own point of view, he was angry and didn't know how to respond. It's a little embarrassing.

snort!He flicked his robe, took the note from the table, and said in a vicious tone, "I will find the evidence!" Refute you!

The little hands under the table held each other's fingertips, and the little girl tilted her head, "Okay."

Draco took two steps, then turned back suddenly, "Are you leaving soon?"

The little girl nodded in a daze.

Pursing his lips, the platinum-blonde boy raised his chin proudly, "Give me the address and contact information."

"……why?"

"I'm going to tell you you're wrong!"

"……Oh."

Draco flung his robes aggressively and left, Ella sat blankly in the seat for a while, sending a message to Jarvis from inside.

【Father, when both sides insist on their opinions very much, how can we express them without angering each other? 】

After a few seconds, Jarvis replied.

[When the ideas they firmly believe are denied and subverted, most people will feel angry and argue with them. This is very normal, so don’t worry.Adhere to communication, express opinions clearly and rationally, no matter whether it is right or wrong, do not evaluate the other party and their opinions rashly, specific issues do not go up to the individual, and the individual does not go up to the group. Whether it is a calm debate or a fierce quarrel, various communication methods are always Serving for communication. 】

【...I know them all, but I don’t quite understand them. 】

Jarvis, who was looking down in thought in the principal's office, suddenly slightly bent his lips, 【I will understand later. 】

Amao, who was trying to catch the red phoenix Fox, gave him a casual look. As a mature and stable smart butler, Jarvis would never easily show his flaws when communicating inside, and could make him suddenly laugh for no reason. He must be talking to little Ella.

Hey, the ancient magic circle restricts the system connection or something, so troublesome.

Thinking of this, Ah Mao took advantage of the red phoenix's attention and rushed towards it. However, the moment its paws just touched the red feathers, the whole phoenix suddenly screamed sharply, and a red fire ignited from under its feet quickly burned it away, The lower golden bar turned into a pile of ashes.

A Mao, whose face was blackened by the flames, barely stood firm on the crossbar: ...

Jarvis: ...

Dumbledore turned out from behind the bookshelf, and smiled when he saw it, "It's just time for Nirvana, don't worry, it will grow again in a while, and it will be stronger than before."

Shaking off the black dregs on his body, Ah Mao looked down, and sure enough, a bald phoenix emerged from the high pile of ashes.

Tsk, it's ugly.

Jarvis smiled helplessly, his magnetic and elegant voice was exceptionally gentle, "Professor Dumbledore, can I ask you something?"

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, which were also white, "Please tell me, you have helped us so much, I will definitely help if you can."

"It's not troublesome, about the effects of potions on the human body..."

……

When Snape received Dumbledore's summons, the instantly gloomy aura seemed to freeze the entire narrow potion room.

However, if that person has really...

Boom, boom, boom.

There was a small but regular knock on the door, and Snape turned his head to look, his black curly hair covering his profile in the shadows.

Three seconds later, the door knock sounded again.

Boom, boom, boom.

The little snake outside the potions office hissed.

Another three seconds, boom, boom——

The last sound fell through, and the half-tall girl withdrew her hand, standing outside the door with crooked eyebrows and smiling, "Professor!"

Snape hummed in a low voice, walked two steps and then turned to look at the little girl who was standing still, with a low tone of sarcasm, "Why, do you still want me to invite the respected Miss Stark in?" ?”

The little girl ran in immediately, and the stone door closed behind her with a dull sound. She looked around curiously. There were various jars containing potion ingredients on the tall and dense shelves. Ella also saw Strange materials floating in jars that challenge the limits of the mind.

Snape, on the other hand, turned around again, throwing a slimy, tentacled slug into the steaming cauldron.

The little girl sniffed, the potion is terrible, do you really want to give Charles a slug?

"Professor, can potions heal the body of ordinary people?" The little girl compared the position of her waist, "The kind with damaged spine, who can't stand up."

"Of course." Snape said flatly.

"Then can I ask you to help me make a copy?" Ella's tone immediately became eager, "Any conditions are fine!"

Snape smiled sarcastically, "Anything?"

"any!"

"If you want to……"