The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

(Thinking about it carefully, I still hate Crookshanks, just like Hermione Granger)

On the night of August NO.30, almost all the little wizards gathered in Diagon Alley. At the request of his daughter Hannah, Old Tom put together four or five tables.

"Hermione~ Keep up the good work, I believe Dean Flitwick will support you." Mandy Buprofen hugged the president from behind, "Don't be like Sister Penello, she is a traitor"

"That's right! Abduct the little angel to Ravenclaw!!" Lisa agreed with a full face.

"Of course I will!" Hermione squeezed Mandy's face backhand.

Hannah usually looks quite shy, and she didn't expect that she is the biggest informer at present, but now that the news has been spread, Hermione simply doesn't bother to hide it.

good!She and the little angel are together, what can they do?

Hermione Granger: (??.??)?

"If you get married in the future, who and whose surname are you?" Padma asked.

"It doesn't matter... but Cyrus doesn't seem to have a last name" Hermione seemed to mean something, "Married...something...It's still far away! We're only in second year now."

understand~

Mandy and others only felt that the strange gossip had increased.

On the other side, Wayne and Justin each put Cyrus on one shoulder, and they gave him a thumbs up to express their inner admiration.

When Wayne learned from Fawcett's letter that the Vice-President and the President were living together, his spirits were in a bad mood. He and the Ravenclaw eaglets only focused on one thing:

Who took the initiative?

This matter must not be sloppy, it is related to the internal competition between the two colleges.

"You have to stand up..." Wayne instructed Cyrus earnestly, "Think about it! Do you want Hufflepuff to be unable to straighten up when they meet Ravenclaw in the future?"

But Cyrus didn't care, he only cared about his lung capacity.

"Don't worry, at least he's better than Percy." Fred casually wiped the butter foam from his mouth on his sleeve.

"Discount... [-]% off! We will launch the latest Imperial Starship series in one month..." George pasted a huge poster on the wall of the Leaky Cauldron, "Percy? Fred ...You're talking about him? He's nowhere near Cyrus in his wooden form"

Percy?Isn't it about the idiot who Penello invites on dates with the badge of the student council president?

"How can... this kind of thing is just random"

Cyrus shrank, took a sip of the pineapple juice, and touched the tabletop with his fingers. The wooden table was just replaced by Old Tom after he made money this year, and there were still some growth rings on it.

The entire Leaky Cauldron was a little different from when we first met.

It seems that the first step in opening up the market was relatively successful, at least in terms of sales, which exceeded the expectations of the Weasley twins, which led to their replenishment for a while during the summer vacation.

However, this also reflects that the spiritual world of wizards is indeed somewhat lacking.

Sometimes when the goods are delivered, they are all robbed. The busy old Tom has to let Hannah be a professional salesperson, and then hire someone else after school starts.

"Ron! Your rat threw my badge and Rat Potion together again!" Percy yelled, rushing in through the door with Scabbers tail in his hand, "Why don't you throw it away, maybe you can get another one Cheaper Owl”

"I said earlier that I didn't take it!"

Ron took back Scabbers, who seemed to understand Percy's threat, bumping around in Ron's arms until he comforted him, "Forget it... Scabbers has been with him for almost ten years anyway."

Hmmm... just replace it with an owl when it dies.

"Wuhu~ Isn't this our stinky new president of the student union?" George and Fred made faces and said with a sly smile.

"Although you have lightened the burden on the family a lot...but I will still pay attention to you! If I find out about smuggling contraband..."

Percy was like a high-ranking official of the British government who just took office, with a solemn face, and then walked up to Cyrus and Hermione and nodded slightly, saying hello as if diplomats were meeting:

"Good afternoon - Cyrus, Granger"

"Hmm" "Congratulations" Hermione and Cyrus responded one after the other, but the reactions of the two were a little different in Percy's eyes.

Hermione looked very plain, as if she was used to it, she simply nodded and acknowledged his identity; while Cyrus stepped in front of Hermione and shook Percy's hand.

After everyone else's attention was distracted, Percy leaned over to Cyrus and whispered, "Thank you..."

This is his heartfelt thanks. Before his father Arthur Weasley resumed his position, if it weren't for their help, perhaps the Weasley family would have had a harder time.

Fortunately, one month before the summer vacation, Arthur was restored to power by Fudge, and Ginny's book was replaced with a new one this year.

"Percy...was it Penello who turned down your date?" Lisa and Mandy looked at him with suppressed smiles.

"Ah...ah? Nope"

"Then why do you wear a big-headed ghost badge?" Mandy laughed so hard that tears almost came out. She hugged Hermione and wiped away the tears, "I thought you were rejected by the senior sister, which caused you to be mentally abnormal."

"Fred! George!!!"

Percy looked down and saw that the words on the chairman's badge had been replaced with Big Head Ghost at some point. When he looked up again, the Weasley twins had already come out of the bar.

"Recover quickly~" He tapped with his wand to make the prank disappear, and then chased him out angrily.

"Harry...Harry! Take me to your room, I have two papers to finish"

Ron carefully put Banban in his palm, and Crookshanks, who was lying on the table, squinted his eyes and moved his head as Banban moved, which made Cyrus a little strange.

But Harry scolded angrily: "No! Write it yourself!! Ron...you have to be in awe of knowledge..."

This was written by him after suffering, how could it be so simple for Ron to copy.

what happened?Harry took the wrong medicine? !Ron gave him a strange look, which is not how Harry usually looks at him.

"What's the bloodline of your pet? Normal mice can't live so long, right?" Cyrus looked at Scabbers who had crawled into his pocket, a little curious, "Percy gave it to you after graduation, and it's been more than seven years now."

"I don't know... Maybe he just lived too long, look, he lost all his hair"

It may be that Banban understood Ron's words and trembled slightly in his pocket. At the same time, a suppressed grunt came from Crookshanks' throat.

The staring eyes sent a chill down Ron's spine, and he hurried upstairs with Harry to make up his homework.

"Then we won't disturb your two-person world...Come on~"

Mandy and the rest of the witches smiled and pushed Cyrus to Hermione's side, then left the bar with their hands hooked. They planned to buy some cosmetics at Ms. Primpnell's Beauty Pharmacy.

Because it was a weekday of the school season, there were not many wizards left to play in the bar, so Cyrus leaned against Hermione and stared at Crookshanks.

"Do you want to buy anything else today, we are leaving tomorrow"

"Good question... How about going to the silent library?" Hermione simply combed the fluffy curly hair disturbed by her friend, "We can find a small seat and stay until the evening"

"No problem~" Cyrus' hand quietly reached for her palm and clasped it.

"I have to say, your lung capacity is a little low," Hermione said, biting his ear.

"Low...low? That's because you fouled!" Cyrus blushed when he thought of something, "And...and you were on top of me!"

"Then you also stuck out your tongue?!" Hermione's face gradually turned crimson, which spread to her neck behind her, but she still protested rationally.

"I, I, I was not careful! Then you bit your tongue!"

"You deserve it! I want you to look good tonight..."

Crookshanks on the oak table looked at the two red-faced Twolegs and yawned lazily.

Crookshanks sees it all, but he doesn't care.

During the opening season of the wizards, John Mayley also hand-wrote a plan in his spare time, and the cover reads impressively:

"British Special Talent Benefits"