hp Ouroboros

There was a slight rustling sound along with the breeze on the grassland, and suddenly a black-haired girl in a black vest ran up and broke the calm.

"Run! How many times have I said this! Don't stand there and be a target!" The black-haired girl ran towards a silver-haired girl standing on the prairie with an irregular path and burst into roars.

The silver-haired girl who was scolded seemed to have just reacted and started to move. Just comparing the speed of the two, I don't know if the black-haired girl is too fast or the silver-haired girl is really that weak. She is as slow as a snail.

Already approaching the silver-haired girl, the black-haired girl threw a punch at her delicate fair face mercilessly, the silver-haired girl had to stop to fight her, lowered her head and dodged the fist with enough force to break her nose bridge , the silver-haired girl lowered her body and turned sideways, using her slender legs to sweep towards the black-haired girl's knees with all her strength.

There was no intention of dodging at all, the black-haired girl just lifted her foot slightly, and took the blow with her calf, and even had enough energy to directly push away the attacking legs of the silver-haired girl, the moment the girl lost her balance, the black-haired girl Taking a step forward, the silver-haired girl accidentally got stuck behind the foot that was supporting her body. In order to maintain her balance, she subconsciously wanted to step back, but the silver-haired girl tripped immediately, and she was completely on all fours. up.

"Cough cough cough..." The silver-haired girl fell on the grass, her neck was held by the black-haired girl in her hand, even though she coughed a few times due to physical reasons, the silver-haired girl raised her head and revealed a soft and sweet smile, She looked at her, her big watery silver-blue eyes looking into the golden eyes of the brunette girl who was almost on top of her.

"Oh...you're here again, looking at me like this again!" As the brunette girl let go of the hand that was pinching the silver-haired girl's neck and stood up, the grassland under their feet suddenly turned into a marble floor, and the surrounding The blue sky turned into a room full of exquisite and mysterious patterns, and a sign above the door of the room seemed to be written with the words "Sylvia Slytherin wins" - this room is The multi-terrain fighting room in the magic tower of Slytherin Manor, and the two girls are Sylvia Slytherin, the owner of this huge manor, and her little *masked keywords* Camille, as for Why do they do this...

"You can't cheat like that all the time!" Camille grumbled and complained, untiing her hair tie and rearranging her messy hair, "You said you wanted to practice fighting skills! You can't cheat like this all the time!"

"How did you cheat? You gave up before hitting it yourself." Sylvia squinted her eyes and said with a smile while sitting on the floor without standing up.

"Don't look at me like that!" Camille's grumpy voice came from under the sweat-absorbing towel covering her face.In fact, what Sylvia said is true, half of it must be blamed on myself, Camille analyzed honestly in her heart, never tolerated any weird behavior like "acting like a baby" in front of her eyes, but for Sylvia's pair of water With barking silver-blue eyes like the shimmering shallow sea under the moon, Camille just couldn't help it for no reason.

After taking off the towel on her face, Sylvia was still sitting on the ground. The ground was not the grass just now but the cold black stone ground. "Why are you still sitting there?" Camille asked.

"Wait for you to pull me up!"

"..." What else can I say!Camille raised her eyebrows helplessly and walked over to pull Sylvia up. Well, she was also the one who allowed Sylvia to act like this. Camille reviewed himself.But hearing Sylvia's voice and smile... Camille thinks that she might let her be foolish next time, it's not a big deal anyway!Camille mentally rationalizes her severe double standard towards others and Sylvia - Sylvia is still her girlfriend!That's right!That's it!Now Camille is more confident...

wrong!She was led astray again!Camille let go of Sylvia's hand, raised her eyebrows, "I was talking about fighting skills just now! You won't improve at all like this!" She lowered her voice, trying to show an angry look - really That's great... The summer vacation has only been less than a month, and she is now even pretending to be angry. Professor McGonagall must be relieved. Camille sneered at herself silently.

"Look at your skinny appearance! Have you eaten every day? Don't tell me about the lettuce salad! I'll tell Alger not to serve you any more lettuce salad!" Camille picked it up with two fingers angrily. Sylvia flicked her slender wrist in the air, and said with disgust, as if the elf butler belonging to the Slytherin family would really listen to her.

"There is no flesh on the whole body..." Camille was halfway disgusted, Sylvia suddenly raised her head, and then Camille's words suddenly broke off.There is no way, this woman really has no meat at all, but she just has breasts... She decided to replace the word 'meat' with the word 'muscle' next time she mocked her!See, I originally wanted to say that Sylvia would not be taken away by talking first, but now Sylvia can shut her up even if she doesn't speak.

There was a soft "poof", the elf butler Alger was about to speak but found that something was wrong with the atmosphere inexplicably, why did the master Sylvia look at him resentfully, but the master's *blocked keyword* Miss Camille was grateful looking at him?

"What's the matter?" Camille helped Argel break the deadlock, just as his appearance just now broke the dilemma where she stared at Sylvia's chest and had nothing to say.

"Hey, it's like this. Alger found a goblin outside the manor... Oh, I mean house elf." Alger corrected his wording. Nearly 1000 years of slumber kept Alger busy sleeping. In order to deal with the chaotic manor, we must quickly absorb new knowledge in the magic world, "He said his name is Dobby, and he has something important to explain to the master in person, which is about 'the man whose name cannot be named' in the magic world .”

"About Voldemort? For the house elves? Whose elf is he?" Camille asked, frowning.

"He has no way to say it. As soon as Alger asked, he started banging on the iron gate of the manor. He said he was here on his own behalf,"

"It's okay, let's go and have a look." Normally, Sylvia would not come out to meet the reporters who blocked the gate of her manor trying to get some news, or the fanatics who wanted to express support or opposition to her, but once Had the house-elf come here by herself to see her?This is something new.

Standing at the gate of the manor is an elf whose height is only half of Alger's. His two big bat-like ears are very similar to Alger's, but look at Alger's raised head and his body is spotless, not even a little wrinkled. Butler tuxedo, and then look at the elf in front of him who is wearing like an old pillowcase and behaves timidly. It is really hard for ordinary people to think that the species of house elf is Mr. Salazar Slytherin and Royna The alchemy life that Ms. Ravenclaw made based on Alger—although it is obvious that something went wrong in their research...

Seeing Sylvia appear in front of him, the elf named Dobby immediately bowed deeply to her, and his slender nose touched the grass.

"Miss Sylvia Slytherin!" Dobby screamed, its voice was high-pitched and thin, and Camille, who had a sharper hearing than ordinary people, frowned and resisted the feeling of going back, "Can you What an honor Dobby was to meet Miss Slytherin! Dobby's great-great-grandfather was..."

"I heard from Alger that you came here by yourself, what do you want to see me for?" Sylvia hurriedly interrupted the elf's chatter.

"Yes, yes..." Dobby lowered his voice suddenly, "There is a conspiracy, Miss Slytherin, there will be terrible things happening at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry this year..." He trembled all over, "And ...someone is following you, someone..."

"What does someone mean? What does it mean to pay attention to her? You better make it clear!" Camille frowned and took a few steps forward and shouted sharply.Isn't Sylvia receiving enough attention and disturbance at the moment!Why do those idiots keep coming to harass her!

Sylvia put her hand on Camille's shoulder and gave her a soothing look, which made Camille, who was suddenly ignited, give up and continue to be angry with Dobby.

Dobby, who was a little frightened by Camille's roar, finally continued to cower and say: "Yes, yes... Miss must be careful!! Someone is watching you! That is very dangerous, very dangerous, The man whose name cannot be named! Dangerous!!" Dobby sometimes lowered his voice mysteriously, and sometimes screamed sharply, no matter how you looked at it, it made people think it was a little crazy.

"Dobby still wants to find Mr. Potter!! Mr. Potter must stay out of danger!!" Dobby said sharply at last, before waiting for the reaction of the few people standing here, he snapped his fingers, followed by a sound The crackling sound like a whip suddenly disappeared in place.

"What does that little elf mean?" Camille sat on the balcony outside Sylvia's big study in the manor to bask in the sun after taking a shower.

"It feels like he is warning me that Voldemort is paying attention to me." Sylvia said as she walked out of the room and handed Camille a glass of cold drink.

"Then he still intends to hurt Potter, he is really busy... Wasn't it just a few months ago that Potter made him even more half-dead? How could he come out and dance around again after a few months?" Camille didn't care He said, and was about to down the cold drink in his hand in one go, but was defeated by Sylvia's disapproving gaze, and only drank a third of it in a big gulp.

There is Headmaster Dumbledore in the school, and the half-dead Voldemort is not something they need to worry about. As for the time when they are not in school, Sylvia's manor is still in a semi-closed state. Even the house elves can't come in. Are you waiting at the door?There is also Professor McGonagall in Hogsmeade, and Camille is basically not too worried about Voldemort.

"When do you plan to start the month of containing mandrake leaves?" Sylvia wasn't too worried about getting Voldemort's attention. It should be said that after she involuntarily inherited the surname of Slytherin overnight , the confrontation with Voldemort was expected, and it was useless to worry about it.

When it came to the matter of holding a leaf in her mouth for a month, Camille immediately became dying, "The full moon night will start at the end of this month, I don't know if the wolf-shaped saliva is still equal to my own...Professor McGonagall can't tell , There has never been a precedent before." Camille lay listlessly on the soft rattan armchair, she was not afraid of danger at all, but trouble, if the werewolf's saliva was not considered to be the same person, she would have no way to practice Ah at this stage Nimagus!

"Your full moon night's sanity can be maintained forever?!" Sylvia's focus is different from Camille's. After all, as long as full moon night is distracted for a few minutes, won't the leaves in Camille's mouth be spit out by then? If you just swallow it, then everything is in vain.

Nodding, Camille didn't think it was a big deal, "Yeah, I found out about the last deformation at the end of the semester, and there is actually a beginning ahead, so it's normal to progress faster, but it feels far away from the fact that the full moon can stay unchanged... .”

"You should be on the front page of the Daily Prophet!" Sylvia stood up abruptly.

Camille pushed Sylvia back to her chair, "Just let those reporters rest, all the analysis reports about you have been lengthened from three pages to nine pages, and then write My business is in, I read a newspaper and a small owl can't deliver the newspaper, and it's not a big deal, and it hasn't been completely successful."

Sylvia strongly disapproves of Camille's casual attitude towards her conquest of Wolfsbane, but she agrees to hold off on publishing it - her girlfriend's conquest of Wolfsbane should not be associated with her Those who are mostly boring to death are covered up by historical analysis or political figures' opinions.