【Deha】Is Mrs. Lavender updated today?

(Attention to demining: Your friends Mrs. Lavender ♀ & Miss Xixi ♀ are still online)

Harry Potter was dumbfounded, the moment he heard the other party call out the shameful nickname "Sissy".

Merlin's beard!Is it such a coincidence? !

The hand he was going to extend was hanging in the air in embarrassment, and then retracted mechanically after the other party's exclamation.He fixed his eyes on the girl in front of him, isn't this the same guy who tried to modify his floor plan more than once before, was so annoying and even taught him to force kiss Draco Malfoy? !

"Uh... hello?" He opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to say hello that couldn't be more embarrassing.

"It's unbelievable," the girl didn't even catch her breath, and was about to start teasing him. The girl smiled teasingly, and the unpleasant long tune got into his ears, "Miss Xixi stretched out her hands so vigorously, Could it be an Auror?"

At this moment, Harry Potter hated that he had talked too much nonsense with this girl in the chat and the girl's accurate guess. He didn't deny it, but just gave her a blank look, "You can run from the painting area to the gate in high heels, and you Not bad, Mrs. Lavender." He deliberately emphasized the last salutation.

The girl was obviously taken aback for a moment, and then she leaned against the wall and casually folded her arms. Only then did Harry Potter notice that the girl was much taller than him, and glanced at the other's heels, okay, this Very normal, horrible woman.

Just as the girl was about to speak, other people at the venue had already arrived.

"Thank you Merlin, it's great that you're fine!"

Another black-haired girl rushed up from the end panting heavily, and pressed Lavender's shoulder, which was leaning against the wall and breathing calmly, so excited that she hugged her on the spot.

Draco Malfoy lowered his voice and whispered viciously in Pansy Parkinson's ear in a voice only the two of them could hear: "I'm going to be amputated by your fucking high heels, Parkinson!"

"Is there anything a limited edition bear can't solve?" Pansy Parkinson also lowered his voice.

"...Two." He pretended to be good sisters and patted Pansy Parkinson on the back comfortingly.

"No problem, deal."

Draco Malfoy pushed away Pansy Parkinson's hug, and then raised his chin to indicate that the wand he had just talked to another staff member who had arrived while they were secretly interacting was too thin.

"That's the guy." Draco Malfoy motioned to Pansy Parkinson. "The wand is too thin."

"Which one?!" The girl followed Draco Malfoy's eyes excitedly, "The one with black hair and glasses?"

"Correct."

Pansy Parkinson looked at it with great interest. The girl's bun was partly loose, and she didn't seem to plan to comb it again. The black hair on the side and front of the forehead also hung down to cover her ears.The clothes are clean and simple, and I don't wear any jewelry. If I just rely on the first impression——

"No wonder, I understand why I couldn't catch up with you back then." Pansy Parkinson said suddenly, she shook her head and sighed seriously, "So you like this kind of cute and warm ones?"

"Huh?" Draco Malfoy tilted Pansy Parkinson like he was looking crazy.

Pansy Parkinson smacked her lips, "Seriously, if it's such a girl, you can also consider it. After all, compared with the savior who is far away in the sky, this one is still a little more likely." She paused, and added, "Of course, The premise is that your stubborn feelings can let go of Harry Potter first."

"Tsk, don't be such a nonsense." Draco Malfoy got a little impatient.

Pansy Parkinson was about to tease something but was interrupted by the guy walking across.

"Oh hi, I'm sorry to interrupt you." The protagonist in their topic just now was standing in front of the two of them.

The wand was too thin to show a shy and gentle smile, watching Draco Malfoy speak again: "I'm afraid I'll trouble you to come back to the Ministry of Magic with me to make a statement, as the first eyewitness."

"Oh of course! No problem!" The answer was not Draco Malfoy but Pansy Parkinson, and the girl said with great joy, "I am very happy to cooperate with you!"

The wand was too thin, and she seemed to be in a daze when she saw Pansy Parkinson's face clearly. After a moment, she returned to her previous state. She shifted her gaze to the silent Draco Malfoy, waiting for the other party's answer.

Draco Malfoy stared at the other party and thought for a while before he raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, a DMHP fanfic."

—Damn gay. Pansy Parkinson glanced at Draco Malfoy's playful expression and sneered secretly.

***

Ron Weasley swears it's been a long time since he's met such a difficult witness, so difficult that all he wants to do now is put a Binding Curse on that house and a bottle of Veritaserum!

And his old friend is still sticking to the front line to fight against the enemy.

The two girls, at least outwardly, are now female, sitting opposite each other on both sides of the long table in the Ministry of Magic's recording room. Does not match the appearance.

"name."

"Lavender."

"real name."

"Lavender."

"...Are you going to write the same when you sign the confession documents later?"

The blond guy shrugged, "Of course."

"..." The black-haired Auror took a deep breath, "Please describe in detail what happened to you."

"A girl burned the drawing board."

"...More details."

"Oh," the blond man paused, then continued slowly, "I don't remember."

Harry Potter's other hand clenched into a fist. His present written statement only had one name, and it was a fake name.

"Please cooperate with the work." The black-haired Auror put on a businesslike attitude, "You are obstructing official business."

"So you plan to detain me in the Ministry of Magic?" The blond man smiled. "False imprisonment?"

"I think I can be charged with obstructing official duties."

"Oh, if you please."

The Auror breathed a sigh of relief, slowed down his attitude and tone, "Merlin, please, you are a witness and not a murderer, this is just a simple dictation process, please don't turn it into an interrogation!"

"But I've already finished." The blond man said innocently, "You refused to let me go, Miss."

Don't eat oil and salt, soft and hard. Harry Potter took off his glasses impatiently and rubbed his temples, "You will only make us suspect that you are deliberately delaying time."

"Of course, you can think so." The other party didn't think so at all, "But I can tell you clearly that I have nothing to do with that arsonist." She turned her head and sneered at Ron Weasley, who was standing aside and holding his hands for a long time, "Speaking of it Weasley, is this your Gryffindor style? It's okay to have one girl do all the work and you stand by like a dumbass?"

The young man who was suddenly named had been patient for a long time, he drew out his wand and pointed it at the blond girl's head, "If possible, I really want to give you a Legilimency, miss."

"Oh—yes, Legilimency." The blond man nodded slowly and repeated Ron Weasley's words, with a look of sudden realization, "I guess the savior must be very good at this, maybe you can go directly to him, can't you?"

"Stop dreaming, he's off today." Ron Weasley said angrily, but it was true.

Staring at the girl in front of him, Harry Potter suddenly said, "You want to see him?"

"..." The other party didn't answer, but pursed his lips.

"You deliberately delayed for so long because you wanted to see him?"

"Tsk." The blond smacked his lips angrily.

really. Harry Potter thought to himself, but he really couldn't lift the Transformation Curse now, if he didn't want to frighten the opposite - well, his fan.

"He doesn't go to work today." Harry Potter repeated Ron's previous remarks, "Unfortunately, you won't be able to see." He scribbled a few words on the statement record form, then turned the document 180 degrees and slid to the seat. The person on the opposite side.

"Sign it, and you can go."

The blond man frowned and looked thoughtfully at the Auror who suddenly changed his attitude and no longer persisted. He picked up a pen and signed at the signature in the last column, and found that the guy was actually in the column of the crime process. Only the words "a girl burned the drawing board" were written.

Harry Potter and Ron Weasley led the blonde girl back to the Auror office. The short-haired girl who came with her was still waiting in the consultation desk. Ron Weasley was a little surprised when he saw Pansy Parkinson, but the latter completely ignored him and just walked towards him. Harry Potter, who was maintaining the Transfiguration Charm, said hello and left together after confirming that nothing happened.

Ron Weasley looked at Pansy Parkinson who had gone away in surprise, and then looked at Harry Potter who was walking towards his station with a tired look on his face.

"Hey, buddy." Ron Weasley casually pulled a chair and sat down on Harry Potter, who was already slumped in his seat, "Was that Parkinson just now?"

"Yes."

"Why do I think she treats you very well..." Ron Weasley thought for a while and finally found a suitable word, "Enthusiasm?"

"Because in her eyes, I am now a fanart artist on the forum instead of Harry Potter." Harry Potter opened the confession document just now, the girl actually wrote "Lavender" in the signature, and he covered the folder on his face Said sullenly.

"...Damn it, right? She's there too?"

Harry Potter nodded, and cursed to himself, "The Slytherins are harder to fuck than the other."

"what?"

"It's okay." Harry Potter exhaled heavily, and jumped up from his chair, "Didn't Hermione say to investigate the source of the explosion?"

"Oh yes, you should be back soon. But speaking of Harry," Ron Weasley finally had the opportunity to observe his friend carefully up and down, "Your Transfiguration Spell is very proficient, and the effect is outstanding."

"Come on Ron, don't be kidding, you know it's Hermione's idea."

"No no, no kidding," Ron Weasley nodded solemnly, "It's beautiful."

"Then next time you do something like this." Harry Potter also patted Ron Weasley on the shoulder solemnly.

"Fuck, let's go!"

"Red-haired beauty."

"No! I refuse!"

So Hermione Granger came back to the Auror office to see his boyfriend and a brunette girl throwing paper balls at each other...

Oh, stupid man.

She cleared her throat and got the two guys' attention.

Harry Potter pushed his glasses guiltily, secretly hid the waste paper he hadn't thrown out behind his back, and said dryly, "Hey, Hermione, how did it turn out?"

Hermione Granger walked over and gave Ron Weasley a slap in the face, and the latter stood up from the chair with a shrunken neck and frightened, and obediently gave up his seat.

"The analyst at the Ministry had no clue, except that it might be an improved potion, so I took a trip to Hogwarts."

"Potion? Will that thing explode?" Ron Weasley leaned against the table.

Hermione Granger turned her head to look at her boyfriend who seemed to have no memory of those minor accidents in Potions class, "Otherwise, how do you think Seamus' cauldron exploded back then?"

"Okay… I didn't say that." Ron Weasley made a "you go ahead" gesture.

"So you went to find Snape?" Harry Potter took the opportunity to ask.

Hermione Granger nodded, then curled her lips and spread her hands, "But he didn't answer, saying he didn't have time to deal with our mentally retarded problems, let's find another person."

"Professor Slughorn doesn't seem to be in the country recently, he said he went on a trip." Ron Weasley said while playing with his wand.

"That's right, so Snape recommended someone else." Hermione Granger looked seriously at Harry Potter, who was a little terrified by her stare.

"Uh...so...could it be...?" Harry Potter had a bad feeling.

"Yes." Hermione Granger sighed, "He recommended—" She looked carefully into Harry Potter's eyes and said the name slowly.

"Draco Malfoy."

Tbc