[HP] Disappearing Cat Raccoon

When I, Sirius, and Dumbledore, were standing at the Horse House, I felt like two Gryffindors were raiding the house with a Hufflepuff pony.

Dumbledore glanced at me helplessly, and then said with a little deliberation: "Dear..."

"No!"

Master Ma showed a desperate expression: "Professor Dumbledore please let me be here, I don't want to write exercises."

"..."

Well, I didn't do anything, did I?

Then I swiped to the side and found five or three gift packs.

Eno.

In this weird atmosphere, I looked at Narcissa Malfoy, then at Lucius Malfoy, and finally at Master Ma, and said with great pain: "Mr. Malfoy, then let's start with OWLs. Tutoring in advance…”

Then the two of us were kicked out of the living room.

Of course the two of us won't sit still, but since we couldn't overhear anything, this young master Ma and I looked at each other, and then went to his study with five or three gift bags.

"I think you should know something by now."

Master Ma is also taller than me. He still seems to be growing taller, perhaps because of pressure or because of his height. He is thin and hemp-like: "It's about someone you know."

His face was even paler, and at the same time, he was a little numb: "I can understand why no one wants to mention his name, just like you."

"I'm still fundamentally different from him!"

He looked at me and didn't speak, but wrote a line on the paper.

"I saw my father covering his arms."

I glanced at him, then also didn't speak, but chatted with a pen: "What else do you know?"

"What do you want to know?"

I hesitated for a moment, and then I wrote down two words "resurrection".

Malfoy stared at those two words, glanced at me, hesitated, and finally plucked up the courage to write a line.

"Can I be on your side?"

"Can you put you on our side?"

I returned a somewhat difficult question, looked him in the eyes and wanted to know the answer, and then I cleared my throat and said, "About Transfiguration, I think the most important thing to do is what Professor McGonagall taught in class. "

"you mean……"

Master Ma was stunned for a moment and then reacted. After taking it up, he wrote an imagination on the paper, followed by a calm, and finally added a determination and finally nodded as if he was ruthless: "I understood."

This piece of paper was taken away by me, and Dumbledore and Sirius also finished chatting. At this time, I happened to randomly draw the history of magic to give a topic to Master Ma, and when I left, I left another question for him.

Thinking about whether the title on the paper was "Muggle Protection Act" or "Wizard Protection Act", I smiled at the two adults with tentative expressions: "Very successful isn't it?"

Narcissa showed no dissatisfaction with me sleeping in the room she used to be in, and even a little welcoming attitude said it all. And Master Ma's reaction made me understand the Malfoy family...

I'm afraid it's not that Lucius Malfoy is going to take the whole family to defect.

The summer vacation passed day by day, and the World Cup happened to be in July. Before the World Cup, I received a letter from the owl.

"Ten O's."

I threw the report card in front of Sirius and smiled happily: "How?"

He coughed, looked at my full name "Irina Enid Evans" and couldn't help laughing: "Three E, Irina I never thought you were really three an E."

"What happened to the three E's?"

"James used to put Lily's 'E' on in exams, but you have three here."

I don't know why Sirius laughed so hard, but I couldn't help laughing when I saw his smile: "Although my name is all E, my grades are all O."

"Yes, it deserves a reward."

I'm too lazy to know what the reward is now, after all, the World Cup is coming up soon, Sirius and I decided to go to the Weasleys' house to celebrate Harry's birthday and go back to Grimmauld Place. When preparing to go to the World Cup, Sirius suddenly showed a smile with his luggage and tent: "I remember you fainted on the motorcycle."

"so?"

"Would you like to try Apparition?"

He stretched out his hand to me and motioned me to take his arm: "Relax a little, remember to hold on tight."

"Then?"

"And then."

He motioned me to hold both hands, and after taking me around for a while, I felt as if my whole body was compressed. After walking through the tube for a while, I appeared in a new place and smelled a kind of grassy scent.

"how do you feel?"

"It's not very pleasant, but it's pretty good."

After thinking about it for a while, I let go of his hand, looking at the crowd in front of me and wow: "This is the World Cup?"

"Come on, our camp isn't here. But yes, welcome to the Quidditch World Cup."

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I looked at the crowd around me, and honestly, the clothes these people were wearing were really hot. Compared to the shirt and jeans that Sirius was grabbing and choosing, they were really... very face.

I also wore casual clothes, just a shirt and jeans. Actually, I wanted to wear a skirt, but thinking that this is the World Cup and not Disney, I chose pants.

But speaking of it, girls seem to have a process from loving wearing skirts to refusing to wear skirts to loving wearing skirts, and I used to be like this.

"Where's the Weasleys?"

I walked past a tent that was clearly the Malfoys. "They're not far away, aren't they?"

"A little distance."

Sirius spoke absentmindedly, watching a group of people rush over and quickly grabbed me: "Follow me."

There were indeed too many people, so many that I thought I was back in the Golden Week of 11th November. Except for watching the fireworks show with Ji You at Disney, I have never seen so many people abroad.

Sirius's grip on my wrist was a little tight, and when he was rushed by the crowd, he gripped it even tighter. I frowned and didn't say anything. I trotted a few steps towards him after he passed, only to hear the twins' "Goodbye Cedric."

"Cedric?"

I gave a smile, of course, the smile was full of treacherousness: "I took ten O's this time, I don't know how many he took, but I remember it seems to be nine?"

"That boy from Diggory's house?"

Sirius' expression suddenly sharpened, and after glancing at me, he turned his head as if relieved: "I think... oh, Hermione, here!"

I didn't call Harry's name in order not to attract any onlookers. I watched Harry seem to be holding Hermione's hand, his expression shifted subtly, and his wrist was slightly forced: "Sirius."

"what?"

Looking at the big smile on his face, I suddenly felt like I had nothing to say about myself.

"nothing."

I smiled, turned my head and waved at Harry: "How does summer vacation feel?"

"Fantastic, Mr. Weasley and George Fred came straight to my house and Dudley ate their fat tongue toffee."

Harry's face was full of schadenfreude, and after seeing Hermione's somewhat disapproving look to the side, he coughed: "Good Hermione, you know Dudley."

"Of course I know, but that doesn't mean you can do it. Isn't it better to be a little secretive? It won't be associated with you."

Me: "Wow."

Sirius: "Wow."

Hermione's face blushed slightly when we looked at her like this, and then she raised her head confidently: "Is there something wrong with what I said? And Irina, congratulations on getting ten O's."

"Thank you Hermione, let's go to our camp first."

The camp held by Sirius was indeed a bit far from the Weasleys' house. Harry ran over to see it halfway through and looked at me with a particularly sad face: "Irina, please help us."

"What's wrong?"

"Mr. Weasley doesn't want to use magic, he wants to pitch tents manually."

"..."

Okay, I'm going to say something about courage?

I glanced at the tent that Sirius had set up with his wand, sighed and was pulled over by Harry, and then, based on my years of survival experience in the wild, settled the thing in three or two strokes.

There's no difference between being in the U.S. and being in the wild, no problem.

When I followed them to fetch water, I met a lot of people along the way, oh yes, I saw Cedric once, and I put on a big smile: "Dear, Cedric?"

"Honey?"

"Oh never mind Harry, you know that's what you call someone who owes you money."

Comrade Cedric is very good, but unfortunately he dropped an E in the history of magic, so he lost to me and owed me two Galleons - thank you for giving him a review.

"Don't forget the two Galleons, but it's a pity that Linda didn't come, or she would definitely mock you severely."

"People with only two O's are not qualified to mock me."

Seeing him pretending to be dismissive, I smiled directly, patted him on the shoulder, and happily walked back to the tent area: "I don't want to buy souvenirs or anything, I saw one on the road earlier. It's a good telescope, I feel like I can get one."

"The telescope can only look at the game field or something, right?"

"There may be many opportunities to watch the game in the future. I always have to buy one first."

I bargained with the hawker who sold the telescope and there were many people who bought it. The original ten Galleons were reduced to eight Galleons by me. In fact, I thought it could be cheaper, but I was too lazy to grind them. After putting the binoculars around my neck, Ron shoved an Irish cap on his head. After thanking him, I smiled and went back to Sirius' tent, squinting to see him chatting with someone.

it seems that……

"Irina, this is Ludo Bagman, Director of the Department of Sports at the Ministry of Magic."

Oh, the one who tricked the money into the twins.

I smiled to show that I knew, and then saw that Ludo seemed to poke Sirius, showing a somewhat mysterious smile.

"By the way, Sirius, I beat the Irish team to win. If you want to be different from me, just wait."

Then I went straight back to the tent. There were three compartments in the tent. I lived in the one on the left. I was going to write something to pass the time, but I was dragged out by Sirius after a while.

"Enjoy the World Cup, Irina."

"If you mean yelling all over the place, I'd rather not enjoy it."

With a desperate look on my face, I saw Harry and Hermione flash by, and then a familiar figure.

"Wait, Sirius."

"Ok?"

I grabbed his arm and dragged him hard in that direction: "Hey, hey Mikhail! Miha, Il!"

The tall blond-haired boy turned his head in doubt, and showed a shocked expression when he saw me: "You are... Irina?"

Yes, my pen pals and I for many years met without an appointment.

The author has something to say:

I don't know if everyone has noticed that Sirius is no longer so concerned about the deaths of James and Lily. When he can tell interesting things about the past with nostalgia instead of regret, he is no longer so obsessed.

The first time to face the foundation, and then there will be a second time 233333. The second time is at school, and it will cause... a tragedy in a sense [Hello]

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