hp Ouroboros

After solving Nagini, Sylvia breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, she was completely paralyzed in Camille's fluffy embrace, lazily refusing to move.Although she knew that she could definitely use the devil's flame with her magic power, but this was the first time she actually used this magic.

Hey... Strong magic power is one thing, but actually casting spells is another thing... Sylvia rubbed her forehead, which was a little swollen due to excessive mental exhaustion, and thought of the Slytherin manor. The magic data of the entire magic tower inherited inexplicably made my head hurt even more.

"So is this a solution?" Camille asked, patting Sylvia's forehead with her wolf paw as if to help her, but the inflexible paw felt like helping more and more.She was not satisfied with the control of Wolf Poison, she retracted her huge black wolf head, and her whole body suddenly became smaller, but she still maintained the thick wolf fur on her body. After all, she just wanted to prevent the big snake from finding the air. In addition to the three humans in front of it, there are other humans hiding not far away. In desperation, it had to turn into a werewolf instantly and put Sylvia in his arms to cover up the smell of humans.

"I don't know, I hope it's over..." Sylvia put her hands down, closed her eyes and enjoyed her girlfriend... Oh, no, it's her fiancée now, enjoying her fiancée's considerate service (although her wolf paws pressed her There is really no real massage feeling on the head), "Since 'that person' did not come to the school, he should go to the Ministry of Magic. Although Principal Dumbledore left the school, it is not that he is not doing things. I think he's fine."

Sylvia naturally felt Draco and Pansy standing not far from them. After a few more minutes, she opened her eyes, sat up, and didn't know what to do next to the awkward standing there. The two fifth-year Slytherins said: "You go first, take Mr. Parkinson, and go directly to Professor Snape."

Draco and Pansy glanced at each other, hesitated for a while, and then stepped forward to help Mr. Parkinson who was lying on the ground.

"Father..." Pan Xi called softly, the man in front of him seemed to have suffered an excessive blow, and he collapsed on the ground, his eyes stared blankly.

He didn't respond when Pansy called, but just as Pansy was about to call again, Mr. Parkinson suddenly jumped up from the ground and yelled at Pansy: "What do you want! That's the Dark Lord's pet !!do you know..."

"I know, father." Pansy's cold voice interrupted Mr. Parkinson's hysteria, "I saw that disgusting branding ceremony, and you all sat away from 'the man', only Najib Ni can be entrenched by his side."

"Then you still!!"

"'That person' won't win, don't you understand?" Pansy also raised her voice, raising her hand and slamming them sideways, reminding her father to take a good look at the scene in front of him.

Turning his head, Mr. Parkinson seemed to have realized what the abrupt emptiness in front of him meant—this so-called 'heir of the Slytherin family' who was against the Dark Lord, the girl who was only 17 years old and hadn't even graduated seemed to be Indeed, it has a power that is difficult for ordinary wizards to match.

"But I'm so tired now... I can't do it again." Sylvia whispered in Camille's ear in a very small voice. Although these children like to myth her, in fact she has a powerful body. It's nothing more than magical power, maybe with a little memory beyond ordinary people, but if you really look at it in terms of actual combat ability, Voldemort's power in fighting everywhere in those decades is really far superior to her now.

Camille rolled her eyes, and directly covered Sylvia's mouth with wolf paws.Myth Sylvia is just a myth. Compared with Dumbledore, Sylvia needs some mystery to win people's hearts. Although Mr. Parkinson definitely doesn't have her good hearing, but he can't take it lightly and reveal his secrets Not good.

"And there's Principal Dumbledore on the other side!" When Sylvia and Camille interacted in a low voice, Pansy was analyzing the current situation for his father, who had no political sense.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?!" Mr. Parkinson asked with difficulty.

Pansy closed her mouth, feeling depressed. After a while of silence, she opened her mouth: "At that time...would you be willing to listen to me? Mr. Parkinson opened his mouth but was still unable to speak. Father and daughter face to face But don't know what to say.

"Let's go first." Finally Draco broke the awkward silence.

Pansy and Draco took the lead in walking towards the exit of the Room of Requirement. Mr. Parkinson took two steps, but stopped again, and turned to look at Sylvia and Camille who were still sitting on the ground.

"Are you capable of keeping Pansy? Her brand...I made her go." Mr. Parkinson asked.

Sylvia smiled, "People from Slytherin and Ravenclaw occupy most of the high positions in the Ministry of Magic. Even if they don't choose to support me, they will not choose to support Dumbledore. Besides.. .I believe that Headmaster Dumbledore has always been tolerant of the 'immature choices' of underage children."

Hearing Sylvia's seemingly irrelevant answer, Mr. Parkinson showed a relieved expression, and turned his head to follow up with Draco and Pansy who were waiting for him not far in front—they were all grown up, and the Malfoy family and even Parkinson The Jinsen family will get better and better.

But at this moment...

"It seems that newcomers are not worthy of reuse." Along with a cold voice came a green light that was caught off guard.

Hearing this creepy voice, Pan Xi turned her head abruptly, but what caught her eyes was the gradually falling figure of her father, and the light gradually losing in his eyes.

"Father!!" Pansy screamed as if she was about to turn back, but Draco next to her clasped her shoulders tightly and pulled her forward.