Everyone Hates Dementors at Hogwarts

Wanmi didn't know that Dumbledore and Snape had started a series of discussions about her identity as a dementor, and even developed to the point of taking action.

Of course, even if she knew about it, she wouldn't bother to care about it. Regarding her identity, she never deliberately hid it from anyone. Anyway, no one could do anything to him.

Spending the men's free time leisurely, Wanmi lay on the recliner that Draco didn't know Chong'an bought, basking in the sun.

"What do you want from me? For the sake of the recliner, I will consider whether to satisfy you."

Draco had never smiled so stupidly, "Hey, it's okay. Someone gave this magic rocking chair to my father. I think it's particularly suitable for you, so I'm coming over to give it to you!"

"Oh, it's okay. You can go, I'm going to bed."

Draco's expression froze, "Actually, there is a small thing..."

Seeing that Wanmi didn't even open her eyes, Draco gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want to be a guest at Malfoy Manor during the Chinese New Year?"

Wanmi said noncommittally, "I don't know your father."

"He knew it was you who handled the notebook in the end."

Okay, Wanmi understands that if Draco treats her so politely, it seems that she is a friend rather than an enemy.

but……

"It's not necessary. It's already troublesome enough to get to know you. I don't want to get to know another old Malfoy."

Although he was rejected by Wanmi, Draco didn't look disappointed, "Haha, it's enough that we are friends, right Wanmi?"

Wan Mi rolled her eyes, who did this brat learn to hit snakes with sticks?Dare to call her brother?

Can't suffer!

As soon as Wanmi stretched out her hand, a few hairs fell off Draco's head, causing Draco to jump in pain.

"Ouch! My hair! Wanmi, you are pulling my beloved hair again!"

"This is interest, get out of here, you bastard, do you want to hang the ceiling?"

Draco's eyes were red, and his delicate and pale face made one couldn't help but feel pity for him.

Of course, this does not include Wanmi.

"Bad man!"

Yao Yao looked at Draco's back running away, "Lucius is so worried that he sent a little cry bag to treat you?"

"At least the little golden retriever still has some respect here."

Wanmi knew what Lucius wanted to do without having to guess.

It is not difficult for some ancient noble families to guess that the so-called Voldemort is not dead. It is said that Voldemort was quite crazy in his later period. It is not surprising that Lucius Malfoy wants to change his ship.

In addition, Voldemort's diary was solved by himself, Lucius Malfoy naturally wanted to get in touch with him.

It's just that it's not that she doesn't look down on Voldemort or the Malfoy family, she doesn't even pay attention to Lao Deng. There is nothing in this world that she cares about except the grains outside the cracks.

"Mimi, it's not a good thing for you to care about me. You definitely don't want a monster to be calculating how to kill him every day, right?"

"Yao Yao! I feel so sad when you say that!" Wan Mi held her chest with her little hand, "I'm just worried that that trash from Badu Guzi won't have enough to eat or keep warm outside the gap. After all, it's been more than 1000 years, right? He has nothing to hide outside."

Yaoyao rolled her eyes. Her host's spirit was becoming less and less like a normal person. Forget it, she wasn't even a human being in the first place!

Wanmi was lamenting that this semester seemed to be too quiet. Who would have thought that just after sending Draco away, Harry and the other brats would come to find him again.

"Wanmi! I knew you were sunbathing on the roof of his building!"

Harry sat down next to Wanmi, "It's past one o'clock. I want to lie down too. Where did this chair come from? It looks so comfortable! It even rocks by itself!"

Wanmi simply said that she would give the entire recliner to Harry, and sit on the windowsill where she floated, "I will give it all to you, give it all to you."

"...Why don't you get out of the way first! You're blocking my sunlight!"

Harry had no choice but to ask Ron to move the lounge chair to the other side of the window with him.

Hermione saw the two boys actually lying on the recliners, one on the left and the other on the right, basking in the sun. She was so angry that she directly grabbed the two of them by their ears and pulled them up, "I really forgot what we came for." ?"

"Hey, Hermione, what are you doing...it hurts!"

"Wanmi, we came to see you for something!"

Harry remembered the purpose of his trip and approached Wanmi mysteriously, "Didn't we go for a walk in the Forbidden Forest at the back after the Care of Magical Creatures class yesterday? Guess what we found? An altar!"

Wanmi glanced at the three of them suspiciously, "Are you...are you sure you just went for a walk after class?"

"Okay, I admit, we didn't finish our walk after class and went there again in the evening. Wanmi, you want to keep it a secret for us!"

"sure."

Wan Mi didn't understand why they came over to tell her that they went out for a night out yesterday, but she wasn't free enough to report to them.

"That's good! Where should we meet tonight?"

Wan Mi looked at the three pairs of clear little eyes and instantly realized something was wrong, "Wait...wait a minute, gathering? If I understand correctly, does this include me?"

"Of course, the three of us don't dare to go. If we call you, we will be bolder."

"What gave you the illusion? I don't want it. Isn't it nice to lie down and sleep here?"

"But, didn't we go to the secret room together last time?"

Hermione and Ron were a little far away from the window sill. At this time, they also ran over and looked up at Wanmi who was leaning on the window frame. Her brown eyes were wet, and her messy hair made Wanmi want to move a few times. .

This little girl's hair style looks like a broom, which is quite cute...

"Yeah, go ahead, go ahead, I'm telling you about this altar and you will definitely be interested! The feeling inside... feels... very similar to the notebook from last semester!"

Wan Mi suddenly sat up straight, "Why do you say that?"

"Ah? Didn't I tell you? We went back there because of Ron's sister."

Ron stepped forward: "Because of what happened last semester, Ginny had to do labor services every day for a whole month this semester. One night she and Hagrid went to patrol the outskirts of Jinlin. One of the directions gave her a very... The cold feeling is just like the original diary."

"Ginny didn't know who to talk to. She was really afraid of this kind of thing, so she told Ron. Ron told me, and Hermione happened to hear it when she was passing by. We were looking for Ginny together last night. I searched in the direction mentioned and found an altar, but we didn't feel very good about it and didn't dare to approach it without permission. Hermione thought you might be interested..."

...The message you delivered is really tortuous.

"So, when?"

Wan Mi's words made the three children's faces shine brightly, "Tonight, um... at 10 o'clock! Then we will meet in the open space behind the deck chairs on the right side of the central courtyard!"

When Wan Mi rushed to the appointed location, she saw the extra person and laughed so hard that she deserved to be beaten.

"Good evening, cuties!"