Everyone Hates Dementors at Hogwarts

"Wanmi! Open the door! Open the door for me! I know you are inside!"

"Bang Bang Bang!"

"Don't hide in there and keep silent! I know you are in the dormitory! Open the door!"

"Bang Bang Bang!"

Draco's knock on the door attracted a lot of passing snakes to stop and watch, but anyone with a brain could tell that Young Master Malfoy was in a state of rage, and no one wanted to come forward to find trouble at this time.

Looking at his disheveled appearance, could it be that he was attacked by Wanmi Demont at night?

No, how old are the two of you for playing so wildly?

Draco had no intention of paying attention to other people's speculations. He just wanted to confront Wanmi and ask for a reason!

He had just pulled out his hair before, but he didn't miss a few strands. This time he actually cut off a whole strand!

What does he think?Hair supplier?If you like blond hair so much, dye it yourself!

"What's the noise?"

Wan Mi looked unhappy. She stayed up until very late last night and was unhappy that someone came to disturb her rest.

In fact, she didn't want to go out today and had already planned to go to Mag. But when she saw who was coming, her mood immediately improved.

"Hey, Draco? The new hair style is good! This hair style has reduced your ugliness by a lot."

Draco rushed in and slammed the door shut.

"Oh my God! Draco went in! Entered a lady's dormitory like this?!"

"Aren't they covering up now?"

"As expected of the young master of the Malfoy family, he has been so charming since he was a child!"

The discussion in the corridor grew louder.

"How about I open a newspaper for you if you are so gossipy?"

Draco suddenly opened the door, stuck his head out and yelled, then slammed the door again.

Everyone: ... let’s go, let’s go!

"What am I going to do? Oh yes, the library."

"Yes, yes, take me with you..."

"Ah, why am I feeling so uncomfortable? It turns out I forgot to take a shower when I got up. Haha, I'll go back and take a shower..."

"What are you going to do?"

Wanmi looked at Draco who was gradually approaching her in confusion. Why did a greasy expression like a smirk appear on the clown man's face?

"If you don't give me an explanation today, I won't let you go. Tell me why you want to cut my hair!"

Draco took out a pair of small scissors from his pocket.

"I can't hit you."

"What?"

Draco suddenly froze.

Wanmi looked at the silly child in front of her with pity, and decided to let someone else bully her in the future. After all, it was pitiful to be so ugly, and he was not very smart.

"I want to find two people to ambush you. I'm only familiar with you, Slytherin. It's easy to start with acquaintances."

Draco said he couldn't understand, but saw Wanmi continue to speak, "But after we met, I can't stop you. I only care about your hair."

"You just said you were looking for two people..."

Draco kept his eyes glassy.

"Yes! There are more people in Gryffindor that I know well! But Marco and Matt actually laughed at me before, so I chose him! It feels so good to give him a fat beating!"

A fat beating? !How to break the sudden feeling of happiness?

"Hit... disturbing!"

Draco opened the door and ran away, at least he hadn't been beaten yet, right? !If you don't run now, when will you wait? !

"What's wrong?" You're leaving now?? Boring!"

Yaoyao: Suddenly I feel sorry for Draco Malfoy...

Anyway, she was woken up, so Wan Mi simply took the iron bar and went out for a walk.

It’s a big weekend, so Mag should have no classes, so look for Mag!

On the other side, Draco ran back with fear and was laughed at by Zabini who happened to get up.

"Hahaha, with your hair style, are you going to participate in some kind of cross-dressing competition?! Hahaha! No, my stomach hurts a little!"

Draco threw a pillow over, "Smile, smile! Why don't you laugh to death!"

"Ahem," Zabini said seriously, suppressing a smile, "What's going on? Who did it? Isn't it Harry Potter's revenge?"

"Why did you think of him?"

"Didn't you stick gum in someone's hair during Quidditch practice yesterday?"

Draco:! ! !The truth is out!Could it be that Wan Mi is taking revenge on Scar Tou? !Slytherin traitor!

"Where's your razor?! Take it out and let me use it!"

Zabini pretended to be innocent, "How could I have that kind of thing? How old am I?"

"What a fool!"

Draco was impatient, "Two days ago, I saw you opening the bedroom door wide and pretending to shave there, which made a group of little girls outside the door go crazy!"

He really doesn't understand what's so attractive about shaving!It’s just that Zabini’s face is not bad, otherwise he would look stupid!

"...Haha, did you notice it? I thought you were taking a nap at that time."

Zabini awkwardly took out a razor from the drawer and handed it to Draco. As soon as he left his hand, the razor flew up happily. The two blades trembled slightly in mid-air, as if to say:

I'm ready!Who!Which customer's little chin needs my service! !

Zabini pointed at Draco, and Shaver was about to step forward. Draco was so frightened that he covered his chin and backed away.

"Not a beard! Hair! Shave it into a centimeter-long hair!"

Shaver paused in mid-air for a few seconds, and in a flash he was trembling even more excitedly.

The man has taken on the big job! !

There was a flutter of dragons and phoenixes, and the proudly handmade razor fell back into Zabini's palm.

Draco looked around at his new hairstyle in front of the full-length mirror, "Tsk, tsk, as expected, handsome people can hold any hairstyle!"

Zabini rolled his eyes silently, I can only be the most handsome one, okay?

"But I won't let Scarhead go! Don't you have training in the afternoon? Zabini, lend me the razor again!"

Harry, who had just woken up, had no idea that a new battle for the court was about to break out in the afternoon, and that there were still people fishing in troubled waters, until he was suddenly stopped while flying and found that he had the same style of hair as Malfoy inexplicably.

"Malfoy! I won't let you go!!"

"Hahaha! I'll wait! Who told you to complain to Wanmi!"

……

Of course, Wanmi didn't know all of this. She was sitting obediently in Mag's vice-principal's office.

Mag looked at Wan Mi opposite for a long time without saying anything, until everyone was stunned.

"Mag, if you don't say anything, I'll leave."

Mag still didn't speak, but silently took out a triangular cone and handed it to Wan Mi.

"what is this?"

Wanmi once again felt a familiar call from the triangular cone.

"you do not know?"

good stuff!

Seeing Mag's caring attitude, Wan Mi inexplicably remembered the golden key around her neck.

"Probably! But I need to think about it!"

Mag didn't speak, and looked speechless... I can see that you have tried very hard to deceive me. No one told you that you really can't lie?

"Okay, maybe I'll meet you in the future. I feel like it's calling me, so can you give it to me?"

So direct!

"Of course, I originally wanted to give it to you, but..."

Wan Mi raised half of her buttocks and silently sat back on the bench.

"You need to prove to me that it belongs to you."

Wanmi was troubled, "How to prove it?"

"Did you see the totem on the triangular pyramid? Use your spiritual power to depict it."

Wanmi was about to say that she didn't know how, when the voice of 'Hogwarts' suddenly appeared in her ears.

'Promise her!Good guy, it turns out to be here! '

'what is this? '

'Just do it first, and I'll explain it to you later! '

"Okay, but I'm afraid I can't control it so precisely."

Wan Mi frowned and tried to turn her mental power into thin threads to spread out.

So Yaoyao, who was floating aside, saw a one-meter-wide spiritual force pouring out of Wan Mi's body and covering the triangular cone in his hand.

Yaoyao: '...Mimi, have you ever seen someone use a one-meter-wide pen to describe the pattern formed by the thin lines of hair? '

Hogwarts: No eyes, no eyes!

Mag: I really want to feel a powerful spiritual force!But nothing seems to happen!

"Wanmi... you need to release a little bit of your mental power!"

'Yaoyao!Come on!I won't be here long...'

Before Hogwarts could finish speaking, it fell silent again. If he hadn't sensed the triangular cone hidden by Godric this time, he wouldn't have wasted his energy in projecting his consciousness here.

'How do I get on?You've finished speaking!I do not know either! '

Mag thought Wan Mi was too nervous, so she quickly comforted her. She had been waiting for decades, and now she said, "Relax, I also believe it belongs to you, you can do it!"

Wan Mi nodded, holding her breath and trying to draw a thread out of the sea of ​​consciousness. However, this was too difficult for her who had never practiced fine control of her mental power. She leaned less and was sweating profusely. Wan Mi tried her best to draw. Come out a few millimeters of fine spiritual thread to attach to the pattern.

The next second, a few millimeters of lines on the suddenly painted pattern were lit up, and the next moment it returned to the original state.

"Sorry, I can't..."

Wanmi was a little discouraged. Mag believed her so much, but she couldn't light up this small triangular cone. It seemed that this thing didn't belong to her.

Who would have thought that Mag stood up excitedly and said, "Did it light up just now!"

"Only one, Mag, are you disappointed..."

"Disappointed? Of course not! It's yours! Trust me, practice hard when you go back! When you can draw all the patterns at once, you will definitely be surprised!!"

Then Mag smiled with relief, "I've finally waited for you! You're the person I'm looking for! Phew~ I have to give myself a holiday! Go back quickly, I still have to write an application, so I won't keep you."

Wan Mi was inexplicably stuffed with a triangular cone into her arms, and was inexplicably kicked out of the office.

'Do you think Mag is suddenly different? '

Yaoyao's same expression floated next to Wanmi.

'It seems so...'