prisoner of hogwarts

Zhang Laomo remembered that last semester Voldemort asked Peter Pettigrew to send a piece of parchment and asked him to throw it into the Goblet of Fire. The name of Harry Potter was written on the parchment.

Now that you have agreed to do this, let’s do it.Zhang Laomo has always kept his word, but he would not sign up for Harry Potter in front of so many people, but would have to wait until late at night.

Returning to the dormitory where he was alone, Zhang Laomo did not feel lonely and cold, but felt dull, so he opened the window to get some air, and it was also good to admire the moon.

According to time, it is almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the moon is already half full.Seeing the moon that was about to be complete, Zhang Laomo thought of himself. He was now just like the moon, and his merits would soon be complete.

If Zhang Laomo's merits are perfect, the entire Western Continent will be under his shadow.

Choo Choo Choo!

Choo Choo Choo!

Just when Zhang Laomo was thinking about the future, bursts of heavenly sounds came from nowhere, soft and sweet, as if he was celebrating something.

Zhang Laomo smiled slightly, followed the sound, and saw a bird singing on the eaves.

"Not bad, not bad. Come here." Zhang Laomo waved to the little bird.

If a normal bird would inevitably fly away, he might still complain in his heart, "I'm sick, you think I don't know you want to strangle me to death."But this bird was different. After Zhang Laomo waved, she immediately flew over and landed in Zhang Laomo's palm.

"Little sparrow, you are special." Zhang Laomo stretched out a finger and touched the little bird's head.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp! Chirp, chirp, chirp!" the bird kept chirping, as if it could understand what Zhang Laomo said.

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Laomo shook his head and touched the little bird's mouth and said, "Speak in human words."

"I'm not a sparrow, I'm a nightingale, the singer nightingale." The little bird spoke human words, strongly objecting to Zhang Laomo's claim that she was a sparrow.

Zhang Laomo took a closer look and found that she was indeed much more beautiful than a sparrow, and she was also quite clever at understanding human speech.Maybe her ancestors were once human.

"Let's make a deal." Zhang Laomo suddenly had an interesting idea.

"A deal with you, devil?" Xiaoniao said, tilting his head.

"Yes, make a deal with me, a devil. Why, are you afraid?" Zhang Laomo asked jokingly.

"Tell me about it." Xiaoniao raised his head, looking a little arrogant.

"This is for you, help me deliver a letter." Zhang Laomo took out a fragment of spiritual stone as big as a fingernail.

Choo Choo Choo!

The little bird's eyes lit up immediately, and he saw that it was a good thing. After letting out a cry of joy, he couldn't wait to pick up the fragment of the spirit stone and swallowed it with a tilt of his head.

"Where's the letter?" Xiaoniao looked at Zhang Laomo with a smile.

"Jie Jie Jie... You are very good, not bad." Zhang Laomo really liked this nightingale. Although he was a bit impatient, he was still trustworthy.

He took out the piece of parchment with 'Harry Potter' written on it.

"Throw it into the Goblet of Fire, be careful, don't get burned by the flames." Zhang Laomo warned, and the little bird screamed unhappily and flew away with the parchment in its mouth.

Soon the bird flew back again, its feathers intact and the parchment no longer on its beak.

"Huh? Why did you fly back again?" Zhang Laomo asked with a smile.

He could sense the parchment that the bird had put into the Goblet of Fire.Any magic ban has flaws. Dumbledore only prohibited students under the age of 17 from registering, but he forgot to prohibit birds from registering on their behalf.

"You must have more small stones here. I can be your owl and your messenger." The little bird wanted to stay with Zhang Laomo and send messages to Zhang Laomo to earn spiritual stone fragments.

"Jie, Jie, Jie, you have a bright light." Zhang Laomo happily touched the little bird's head, and then said: "Since you are so bright, then you must have a bright light from now on."

Nightingale aura.

"Ling Guang, the name is not bad." Nightingale Ling Guang accepted the name reluctantly, and then said: "By the way, I met someone when I was delivering the letter just now. He was sneaky."