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Camille has been a little distressed lately.

A few days ago, Professor McGonagall called her to the office to care about her situation since the beginning of school. The temporary guardian's care for the little wizard's life and study really brought her some trouble.

Professor McGonagall doesn't have a big opinion on Camille's academic situation, um...maybe he has a little opinion?But for astronomy, which only a few students in Gryffindor can master, and Camille's poor performance, Professor McGonagall comforted himself in his heart with a wry smile, at least proving that Camille is a Gryffindor 'Besides, she couldn't ask for anything more.

What really worries the old professor, who is almost serious and rigid in his dealings with others, is actually Camille's lack of progress in interpersonal skills.

"Oh, Camille, you can't be as stern as I am when you are young, you need to participate in more social activities," Professor McGonagall said with a worried look, "When I was young, I was Gryffindor Quidditch Where's the captain!"

"Ahem..." Camille almost choked on his own saliva. This Professor McGonagall is the Quidditch captain? !Like that Charlie Weasley? !

Imagine Professor McGonagall riding on a broomstick, flexibly doing some difficult moves in the air, and the crowded crowd in the Gryffindor stands shouted "Ah!!!! Minerva McGonagall! ! I LOVE YOU!!!" And then it came out from among a bunch of burly Gryffindor men.....God, stop stop, can't think anymore...such a horrible picture She was going to faint when she went down, Camille shook her head firmly to drive out of her mind those horrible images that almost choked her to death.

But everything has sequelae. What Professor McGonagall said later that day, Camille couldn’t remember at all when she returned to the dormitory. Anyway, she only knew that when she walked out of Professor McGonagall’s office, she would have an extra copy of "Taking" in her hand. 21 Secrets to Great Relationships".

Even though the suspicious title of the book made Camille want to throw it away, Professor McGonagall kindly gave it to her anyway, so she had to bite the bullet and open the thin book and read it carefully.

There are 21 secret recipes in the title of the book. Of course, after reading it once, Camille still didn’t understand it at all. The only concrete suggestion I saw was “Smile more! People who smile often are the easiest to get the favor of others. Hurry up and smile and say hello to the people around you!"

Say hello...Camille looks up at the dorm. Her roommates Angelina and second grade Laura are putting on their thick winter outing robes. It's the weekend and just finished lunch. Where are they going?She thought that they went back to the dormitory just like her to do their homework in the library, but although it was still a little cold to walk around the castle, at least it wasn't to the point where they needed to wear that damn heavy woolen robe.So they are going out?

Maybe it was because Camille stared at them in a daze. Angelina raised her head and was surprised to find that Camille was still wearing a normal winter school uniform.

"Huh? Why haven't you changed your clothes yet? The Quidditch match between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff is about to start!" Laura also found Camille who was sitting indifferently on the chair.

Oh... Quidditch... thank goodness it was a match between two houses that had nothing to do with Gryffindor!Since the last "impressive" game, Camille decided that she would not go to the Gryffindor game, and even went to the Gryffindor game because of Professor McGonagall who treated her well In terms of face, otherwise she would never want to go back to that stand again!

Just about to resolutely reject the proposal of the two roommates, Camille suddenly thought of the book she read in the morning...Smile and smile...Fortunately, there is at least a reference example in front of her——Angelina's smile is sincere and natural.

Camille forced the two muscles on her cheeks to try to pull them in a direction she was not familiar with at the top of the sides, and said at the same time, "I won't go, I plan to go to the library to find materials and drive out the homework." Oh... Smiling and talking is such a difficult thing, she almost bit the flesh on the side of her mouth.

Camille was sure that he just smiled, but why did the two roommates in front of him seem to freeze?The smile on Angelina's mouth was still there, but her panic could be seen from her widened eyes, while Laura seemed to have fixed a shocked expression on her face, and the two of them felt stiff all of a sudden. up.

"Um... oh... ok ok... um... I wish you a happy homework!" Sure enough, being a little older is still useful. Laura, who was in the second grade, was shocked and managed to regain her senses. Although the answer was very strange and faltering, it somehow broke the embarrassing atmosphere in the dormitory. She grabbed Angelina and quickly disappeared from the dormitory.

That's weird... Camille wasn't too pleased with the reaction of the two roommates just now, she didn't feel that the problem was entirely her fault.

Saying goodbye to those Slytherin classmates who invited her to watch the game together, Sylvia happily watched the little snakes without hats and heavy gloves in order to maintain their demeanor at the door of the lounge, thinking that they would need to use them later The delicate little faces are watching other people's games outside against the cold wind in Scotland in December, and she will read a book in the warm library in the afternoon, which makes her feel even better.

Walking into the famous library of Hogwarts, the fragrance of ancient books fills the entire comfortable high-ceilinged space controlled by constant temperature magic at 25 degrees.

After nearly four months of enrollment, Sylvia only had time to read a very small part of the books of practical potions and spells, and she still had seven years to explore the vast knowledge in this library that no one could read.

After finishing the simple homework of the first grade, Sylvia decided to look for some introductory books on ancient runes to read today. Although there will be electives on ancient runes in the third grade, they are electives after all. According to Slytherin In terms of senior grades, the things taught in class are not even at the entry level.She borrowed an ancient rune textbook from a senior and casually flipped through it. There was indeed no substantive content, but the introduction on it aroused Sylvia's interest in ancient rune.

The ancient wizards in the past hardly needed gestures, not to mention magic wands. They believed that language and words had supreme power in themselves-provided you knew how to use them.

Sylvia remembered seeing this in Muggle foster homes, from the fairytale books they showed her.

Those Muggles almost all believed that her ancestry came from the Nordics, and the core of her wand came from the Nordic Sea Dragon Heartstring, which basically confirmed this point. Many story books they showed her were mostly about Nordic myths.

After a simple comparison, Sylvia was surprised to find that the Nordic gods in the Muggle myths used runes that were said to have been lost long ago—and in the wizarding world, runes were the ancient runes of their third grade. One of the ancient scripts that you will be exposed to in the elective class!

Such a discovery almost made Sylvia tremble. Since the runes are real, how much of the Nordic mythology that she considered to be just 'stories' before is actually true? !She thinks that she needs to start with the ancient rune, and maybe she can find more clues to the ancient magic world from it.

Taking a copy of "Introduction to Runes" and a copy of "Overview of Ancient Philology" from the bookshelf, Sylvia shuttled between the rows of bookshelves, trying to find a comfortable seat to enjoy the rest of the reading time.

Suddenly, a girl lowered her voice, but a panicked voice could be heard in her words, "Merlin's floral pajama pants! Isa Isa! Guess what I just arrived!"

Before the person named Isa could answer, the girl continued to speak quickly, "You know the Gryffindor black lion! I just left the seat and saw her looking for a more comfortable seat, so I put The soft seat was given to her, do you know what she did?!"

"What's the matter?" That Isa finally interjected, aroused by the girl's quick and surprised tone, Isa was obviously also very excited, maybe the two girls were walking and talking, their voices became more and more Small.

"Miss Black Lion didn't just say thank you to me, she even... actually smiled... That should be a smile... Oh, but that smile is terrible, I think Professor Snape laughed That's about it, look, my goosebumps haven't gone down yet..."

The two left, but Sylvia had heard some interesting news, and looked up at the content introduction board of this row of bookshelves...'Literature · Emotion' can be interpreted as the bookshelf of romance novels, it seems The two were Hufflepuffs just now, that's right, only Hufflepuffs would patronize this kind of bookshelf with no academic value.Black Lion, even if she has never heard of this title, Sylvia knows who they are talking about - the little Gryffindor wizard Camille with black hair, black clothes, and dark face all day long. vivid.

But the matter of smiling is really a new thing, Sylvia walked to the rare places in the library where there were soft chairs with the mentality of observing magical creatures.

Hogwarts Castle is full of magical magic everywhere, and the Hogwarts Great Library, which is known as the books that can’t be read in a lifetime, is no exception. The chairs in the library are all ordinary wooden chairs in summer, but as long as the weather When it gets cold, a few chairs will transform themselves into single armchairs. The soft and warm touch makes these few chairs especially popular in winter libraries. Of course, their positions have long been remembered by the seniors of various colleges. Passed down from generation to generation like some serious inheritance.

In the place with soft chairs not far away, Sylvia saw Camille sitting alone, writing something quietly.

Sylvia walked over slowly, looked up and looked around, and made sure that Mrs. Pince, who was in charge of the library, was not nearby.Sylvia thought that the skinny lady librarian might have some kind of superpower, it wasn't magic anymore, it was solidified mysterious power, as long as a student spoke above a certain volume in the library, that lady would appear nearby inexplicably , waving the feather duster in her hand with the momentum of holding a mace, all the students in the school will quickly retreat under the attack of her sharp eyes and the feather duster.

Tapping the table top for four, Camille looked up from her pile of homework.

"Good morning Cam, do you mind?" Sylvia asked, pointing to the position diagonally opposite Camille.He didn't want a strange person like Sylvia to sit down, but Camille shook his head and let her sit down.

Just ignore her!Camille thought so, and then lowered her head to think about how to revise her messy charm homework.Before writing a few words, the table was knocked again.

"What do you want?!" Camille raised her head abruptly. Fortunately, she still remembered that this was a library, and her impatience was revealed in a very low voice.

Smiling with interest, Sylvia said, "I heard you just smiled with someone else?"

"How do you know..." Merlin's white beard, practicing smiling, didn't she just decide this afternoon?Where did this woman know? !

"Well... When I was just looking for a seat, there should be two Hufflepuffs on the other side of the bookshelf. Do you know that you have a title? Black Lion... I think it's pretty good, at least it sounds better than the Golden Red Lion. You have more taste." Sylvia said to herself.

Before Camille stood up furiously and rushed out to beat the two big-mouthed Hufflepuffs, Sylvia continued to ask, "How about it, shall I help you as a staff officer? Smile and see!"

Why does this tone feel so suspicious... But even Camille has to admit that even though Sylvia looks like a fake smile to her most of the time, her smile is really perfect, maybe she can really help See for yourself?

Camille then pulled out a 'smile'...

"Pfft!" Sylvia quickly lay down on the table, buried her face in her arms, and it was not difficult to see from the constant shaking of her shoulders that she was laughing silently.

"Why are you laughing?!" Camille was a little angry.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Whoops..." Sylvia raised her head and wiped the corners of her eyes, she even laughed so hard that tears came out, "You're not smiling at all, that Hufflepuff That's right, it's probably the way Professor Snape smiles! From now on, please, don't 'smile' casually for others to see... Just keep a straight face, right, right, that's it, keep a straight face It's pretty good, it looks more friendly..."

After playing for a long time, I was ridiculed for a while, but there was no constructive help at all!Sure enough, she shouldn't have trusted this woman!Camille glared at Sylvia fiercely.

Feeling that she might be beaten if she didn’t evacuate, Sylvia slid up from the chair that was still warm, and hurriedly ran with her book before speaking. Why don't you practice more magic control? The night before the Potions class next week is... I don't mind helping you with the materials, but if you boil the medicine yourself, if Professor Snape gets mad at that time, please drink it yourself oh!"

This damned woman!Camille was about to stand up and teach him a lesson, but the next moment Mrs. Pince suddenly appeared beside the bookshelf in front of her, looking at her with sharp eyes, and the culprit who attracted Mrs. Pince did not forget to turn her head while walking. She blinked and gave her a huge smile.

16. Brain hole extra

Brainstorm Extra Story - Sylvia and the Goblet of Fire

After the Goblet of Fire spit out the two warriors of Beauxbaton and Durmstrang in a row, the next thing that excited Hogwarts is their warrior. People from all four colleges have put in their names, and we will see who gets it. home!

After a short silence, the blue-white flame suddenly turned red again, and a tongue of flame shot into the air, bringing out a piece of parchment with curled edges that seemed to be scorched and some sparks.

Dumbledore caught the floating parchment and raised his half-moon glasses. He stared at the paper with a slight frown. After what seemed like a long time, he finally cleared his throat: "Searle Via Slytherin."

Everyone in the auditorium turned their heads to look at the beautiful girl with bright silver-gray wavy hair at the front of the long Slytherin table. Although there was a round of applause immediately on the long Slytherin table, people from other colleges obviously still remembered A few days ago, Sylvia was sitting next to her great wolf dog Camille, sitting in the auditorium with other students and chatting about the competition-her birthday is November 17th, and it will be October On the [-]th, there are more than ten days before the Goblet of Fire registration deadline, and she will not be [-] years old. Of course, the age line added by Dumbledore is not suitable for this West who has not yet graduated but has already become a famous magician. Sylvia is useless, but she has no intention of participating in such frivolous activities.

In her words at the time, it was "Why do I run around in the winter to show people?! In such a cold weather, of course I am holding a fluffy Cam to study ancient magic!"

Sylvia's face is very ugly now, she didn't put in that damn note at all, she really just wants to nest next to Cam's soft belly and read a book, and enjoy the warm atmosphere of nesting with her girlfriend in winter , why is someone going against her! !Better not let her know which shameless thing did it! !

The long table of Slytherin was swept by Sylvia's blood-red eyes, and there was no sound at once. She stood up, frowned, and walked to the so-called brave room. Fortunately, she still remembered to sit down before going in. Gryffindor's Cam gave a reassuring look, otherwise, according to her loyal wolfhound personality, she would probably follow directly.

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The first project, Dragon...

Fortunately, that committee is a bit sane, but the contestants need to take back the cursed golden egg under the guard of the dragon, so that the female dragon thinks it is a golden egg of her own, otherwise Sylvia will have to take it back. It is suspected that the purpose of the restart of the Triwizard Contest is that some evil wizards have emerged out of nowhere, intending to use this to pre-eliminate several wizards with a bright future.

But even if it is just to get back the golden egg, it is not an easy task for the two wizards who have just grown up in other schools.

Fleur from Beauxbatons used a quarter of her Veela blood to perform the charm spell, and it went smoothly at first, but obviously a quarter of her blood was a bit weak against the powerful fire dragon, and she was just halfway through , the fire dragon gradually broke free from the charm technique, and finally after being burned to the corner of the robe by the fire dragon, she successfully retrieved the golden egg—it was just a little thrilling process.

The audience on the stage were terrified and screaming, but Camille obviously didn't think it was so exciting. The little Gryffindor wizards sitting next to her looked at her, as if they wanted to hear from the master of fighting. Camille thought about it for a while, and made a comment that she felt was very pertinent: "Well, she has a soft figure. When the stone flew past, her lower waist saved her life. Maybe I should thank her Veela lineage?"

People around were curious about Camille sitting in the stands so calmly, "Aren't you worried?" a Gryffindor female student asked.

"??" Camille looked over suspiciously, as if she didn't understand what she was asking.

"Aren't you worried about Sister Slytherin at all?!" A Slytherin student who was obviously a big fan of Sylvia asked across their small group of Gryffindors, and she said She squeezed away those Gryffindors who were blocking her without any image, and walked towards Camille angrily.

"Why worry about her??" Camille looked at the girl who angrily squeezed in front of her like a newly discovered magical creature.

"That's a dragon!! So dangerous! Didn't you see that Beauxbaton's Fleur was almost injured just now!"

"...Well... I'm actually more worried about that dragon that only wants to fight against Syl..."

There was a lot of screaming for Krum Victor, whose brilliant performance as part of the Bulgarian Quidditch team at the World Cup earlier this year seemed to have won him a lot of madness at Hogwarts. Quidditch fans and supporters.

Under the struggle of the dragon, more than a dozen powerful eye disease spells still accurately hit the dragon's eyes, although the dragon accidentally crushed a few dragon eggs because of the pain and the chaos that was temporarily invisible. Kedo was deducted a little points, but he also managed to get the golden egg in the end.

Then it was the turn of Sylvia Slytherin, who had become famous in the entire wizarding world for inheriting the name of Slytherin three years ago.

Sylvia pushed open the tent and walked out with a relaxed face, with a perfect smile on her face. She was wearing her favorite black velvet gown when she was not in class. Dark green magic patterns were sewn on the gown. The corners and the back, under the sunlight from time to time, reflected a silver shimmer.

Her demeanor and attire looked like she was preparing to give lectures to little wizards in the hall on weekends, rather than facing an adult fire dragon that was four or five stories high.

"The three respected principals at the referee's seat," unexpectedly, Sylvia didn't immediately try to find a way to get the golden egg. Instead, she seemed to want to talk to the referees. There was no spell, but her voice could be clearly heard in the audience, "Can you please cast a barrier spell for the auditorium? Oh, it may need a stronger one, thank you!"

Do you need to protect the audience to get the golden egg? !What is she going to do? !This is probably the question of the audience.

"Oh... Syl, don't kill that dragon..." Sitting in the stands, Camille certainly heard Sylvia's request, but her reaction was different from others. The face looked a bit distressed and muttered, and of course the few little wizards sitting next to her heard it.

Not to mention that his brother took care of dragons in Romania, Ron, who thought he knew dragons very well, even Harry and Hermione stared wide-eyed, looking at Camille who was frowning and worrying at the dragon in fright. , I don't know what to say all of a sudden.

Unaware that his speech had seriously shaken the impression of the invincible dragons in the minds of the young wizards, Camille added to himself, "Dragon meat doesn't taste good at all..."

The three little wizards felt that what they heard probably was the sound of broken inner views.

"Dragons are almost immune to magic. It seems that ordinary spells can't really hurt them..." Hermione began to desperately search for spells that might harm dragons.

"Charlie said that they need to use at least half a dozen stunners to cast the stun spell at the same time, but it seems that they can only stun a dragon for a short time." Ron couldn't wait to share the few information he knew.

Hearing that they both could come up with something, Harry's mind went blank, and he remembered what Snape had said about him - a brain full of Frobber's slime, more fame than intelligence... oh, those adjectives He can remember a lot.

Because the request to protect the audience would not interfere with the contestants' competition, several referees in the referee's seat agreed to Sylvia's request after whispering for a while. Since she requested a stronger barrier spell just now, Dumbledore Lido and Durmstrang's principal, Karkaroff, stood up at the same time. Together, they quickly set up a barrier near the edge of the arena in the auditorium. The solid silver-white barrier slowly disappeared after finishing casting the spell. Color, only reappears when attacked.

Sylvia nodded her thanks, seemed reasonably satisfied, and...

Then she walked directly to the fire dragon that was watching her vigilantly, yes, she just walked over like that...

The people in the stands became more and more nervous. Sylvia was already very close to the female dragon, and when she was about to enter the range of the dragon breathing flames after walking a few steps, Sylvia drew out her yew wand, Aim at the dragon whose mouth is starting to emit sparks.

"Stupefy" a dazzling red light hit the dragon, its huge body was directly hit by this very ordinary spell, and the whole dragon flew out, its huge body and spikes His head hit the barrier raised by the two headmasters just now, silver ripples appeared on the barrier where the dragon hit, and the entire barrier trembled in the blink of an eye, looking crumbling.The students who were so frightened that they jumped up from their seats really felt that something was wrong, and they all wanted to squeeze to a safe place next to them.

Sylvia frowned, "I've said there are three principals, but only two are willing to come out..." She muttered, raising her wand again, this time aiming at the barrier that was about to shatter "Ultimate Protection (ProtegoMaxima)" blue-white light beams joined the crumbling barrier, and the violent silver ripples stopped immediately, and the miserable dragon, like a slug thrown on the wall, finally turned into a blue-white barrier He fell to the ground, and the weight of the dragon directly smashed a big hole in the ground—the irritable fire dragon passed out.

The whole place was quiet.