The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

For the second half of the Christmas break, Cyrus might as well be at home. …

At least at night, Cyrus could still stay overnight at Granger's house. If he was bored, he could also go to the Museum of Wonders. Speaking of which, Hermione was quite curious about the new guests this year.

The students of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons didn't seem to think about studying at all during the Triwizard Tournament, and they were only occasionally seen following their respective principals...

Polyarco held the little figure of Thorin Oak Shield with great interest, and listened to Harry's introduction there. Recently, they were all overjoyed, because Harry's way of blocking the fire dragon in the game attracted many outsiders wizard.

A box of things that can move and listen to commands, only one Galleon can't get it?

"Tsk tsk tsk, the ladies and young masters of Beauxbatons are still very rich~" The simple record sheet Hermione was looking at was sorted out by Lisa, "As expected of the school that Nick Flamel graduated from... .”

Just by looking at the fabric of Beauxbaton's school uniform, one can tell that it is not cheap.

Cyrus just shook his head helplessly. Today was the first class on the Protection of Fantastic Beasts after the holidays. He heard from Hagrid that it took him a lot of effort to get the precious ones.

'What can it be?Wouldn't he want to take such a group of people to see the fire dragon in the game? 'He just wanted to get the game over.

Hermione was beside him, and when the sound of rubbing between the pages of the book sounded in his ear, Cyrus would look away and look at Hermione's slender fingers, her index finger and thumb were twirling the paper and caressing it gently.

Can't look... Cyrus looked away and swallowed.

"How did you get the wine that day?" Hermione asked the busy Weasley consciously or unconsciously.

"Um... Dobby... yes, that's Dobby" Fred thought for a moment before finally choosing to reveal the secret, "Haven't you guys been in the kitchen lately? Dobby and that... Winky! They both exist!!"

'Winky' is the house-elf who was wronged that day and used Harry's wand to launch the 'Mark of Voldemort'.

Perhaps because Barty Crouch abandoned Winky, Harry's Dobby eventually took him to Dumbledore's Hogwarts, which is considered a paradise for house elves.

One interesting thing about house-elves: the outside world is so different from Hogwarts.

The former regards elves as commodities, tools, and materialized life forms; while the latter is more like elves working voluntarily for gratitude...

"Let's go! Go to class..." Cyrus warned the two of them with his eyes, "'Alcohol' is prohibited in school, not butter beer, the professors will not turn a blind eye one-eyed"

He knows how bad his drinking capacity is, so even if he goes to Russia, he can still hear Hermione's little calculations...

George and Fred closed their mouths tacitly. Compared with President Hermione's verbal threat, they were more worried about Stitch holding the big dung egg in the middle of the night.

Bright ice crystals condensed on the windows of the non-conservatory, and the snow-covered footprints on the grass were about four or five centimeters thick. Hermione kicked a few times on a stone in disgust, shaking off the white snow from her boots.

She jerked Cyrus onto his back, causing him to stumble forward a few steps.

"You're too heavy...I mean, the clothes you're wearing..." Cyrus quickly changed his words when he noticed the slowly tightening arms.

"There are two options, either carry me to the Forbidden Forest, or... I'll come down and carry you" Hermione puffed into his hair, as if Cyrus had become a steam engine because of his shyness ( Ji).

holding?Sounds great doesn't it?

But if it's Hermione, Cyrus will definitely be hugged by the 'princess' sideways, and that's the end of it!The folks at Hogwarts wished he'd confirmed Rita Skeeter's little essay.

"Forget it..." He could only hold the legs wrapped around his waist, and walked towards the Protection of Fantastic Beasts class with his head down.

Maybe it was last semester, Newt's suggestion to Hagrid before he left, that this semester's Protection of Fantastic Beasts class will be much more normal, at least, Hagrid will not let them face creatures above XXX level at every turn.

Thanks to Senior Newt Scamander, he, Cyrus, will always remember the kindness of senior...  

Merlin~

Cedric, whom he met on the road, didn't seem to be burdened with the golden egg, because he had already cracked it, and he cracked it by accident, so Cedric was by Qiu Zhang's side every day except for the library.

By the time they got to Hagrid's cabin, he was waiting for them, as always.

Hagrid's moleskin coat was replaced by a classic Eskimo reindeer fur coat with a hat on his head, making Hagrid look less clumsy.

His tall body is in the wind and snow, and he only needs windproof glasses, and he can be on the cover of some travel magazines.

"Come here! I'll show you some beautiful things today..." Hagrid led the students to the horses on the west side of the Forbidden Forest. "This is Beauxbaton's, but our viewing object is not this one." "

The huge Beauxbaton horses are inside the enclosure, clinging to each other to resist the severe cold outside.

Passing through the horse, there is a huge towering tree in a small field, its body as white as snow, and the sharp horns above the horse's head make the witches admire gently.

Even Hermione put her chin on the top of Cyrus's head and admired it... although it made his body feel weirdly uncomfortable.

"It's a unicorn!!" Hannah was wearing a woolen hat, with two little fur balls hanging from her ears, "O~ Luna will definitely like it, but it's a pity that she can't see it now...it's so beautiful"

"But isn't a unicorn hard to catch?" said Sue Lee. "How did Hagrid catch it..."

"Catch? Haha...it's nothing, I just ask it for help." Hagrid cautiously leaned over, separated from the unicorn by a thick tree trunk, "Come behind me, boy, unicorn Only touching girls..."

Justin said dissatisfiedly: "What a rough horse!"

The unicorn is just like the legend, the purer the woman, the more it loves it.

The white fur is not just 'white', it is a kind of purity, even the snowflakes on the ground and leaves are a bit gray compared with it, and its hooves are golden, slowly pawing the snow.

"Is that the one we met?" Hermione didn't rush forward, she was used to observing first.

"Yes...otherwise, how could the unicorn approach me?" Hagrid didn't tie it up with a rope, it was an old problem, he said with a smile, "You go up and try? It will like your petting."

But Cyrus cleared his throat and raised his head to remind: "Then you were discovered by Smaug...she is very nervous about this kind of thing"

He managed to ease the relationship between Hermione and Smaug, otherwise, how could Smaug allow Hermione to ride her alone... If she smells something, it is estimated that it will start all over again.

His reminder made Hermione hesitate for a while, but finally touched it....

What a joke!If her relationship with Smaug turned into a pile of ashes again, Cyrus would be in a hurry~ Anyway, Hermione hadn't touched the legendary unicorn yet.

"It's a unicorn!" Hermione said, walking towards it without looking back.

Perhaps because of the familiar feeling, the unicorn resisted at first, but as Hermione turned sideways and slowly approached with her palm, the unicorn finally calmed down, and a burst of warmth came from the girl's palm.

Hermione slid down its head, down its mane, and finally its back...

What makes Mandy noteworthy is that Hermione's approach is a bit... cough...how should I put it?skilled?Let's just think so, because it was so fluent, she couldn't help but look back at Cyrus.

Mandy: oO?

"Your Prince Charming~" Justin whistled. When he was a child, he read a lot of fairy tales.

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb!"

"But... just imagine, her windbreaker is a cloak." Lisa, who was afraid of chaos, pointed at Hermione's back and said, "Change the dark blue windbreaker with...red? Or azure blue, yes No it's more like"

Although I didn't want to admit it, if Hermione rode it, it wouldn't look like...no way!Cyrus!How can you think about these things!He shook his head vigorously, throwing out his miscellaneous thoughts.

He criticized himself deeply, but Lisa's description was too profound.

When Hermione moved away, the unicorn caught sight of Cyrus behind her, perhaps hesitating, and saw it take a few steps forward on its hooves, then back away...back and forth.

"It doesn't make sense...Unicorns don't usually approach men." Hagrid stopped the introduction, rubbing his tangled beard.

"This is more powerful proof, ho ho! You are the heroine..." Lisa jumped back, pushed the non-existent glasses, and said pretending to be deep.

"Ah~ the smart and beautiful unicorn has found the key for its owner...it's a hesitant person" Justin said in a flat tone with a blank face, "he finally found a unicorn riding a white horse on the journey. prince..."

Suddenly, Justin read the narration to himself, no matter how Cyrus grabbed his collar and shook it, his voice didn't change.

Hagrid moved a step behind Cyrus, and if the unicorn attacked with its horn, he would immediately pull the students away.

The unicorn still came over, but lightly touched Cyrus' left belt with its horn, the white threaded horn intentionally shifted to the middle of his arm and waist, and bumped it with the side of the unicorn.

It was the wand, Cyrus felt the vibration of the unicorn horn colliding with the wand, and he took it out.

Alder is not easy to bend, but its ideal owner is not stubborn, but the opposite of its own characteristics, wizards who are helpful, considerate and lovable.

Of all wands, alder wands are the most suitable for casting silent spells, which has earned it a reputation as "suitable only for wizards of the highest level".

Holding the wand, Cyrus could clearly feel the connection between unicorn hair and unicorns... not because this hair happened to come from the one in front of him, but the connection was the race of unicorns.

(Mr. Newt said last year)

The characteristics of 'purity and loyalty' have made Cyrus not used to it so far, and he can't fully exert its effect. He can only use the wand to cast some basic magic.

But soon, the unicorn just touched it with its pure white threaded horn, and the alder wand, which was once closely related to it, raised its head, full of a look that rarely exists in the eyes of animals - pity.

It happened very quickly. In the eyes of those around, it was only the unicorn that was attracted. Cyrus took out a wand, touched each other, and it was gone.

"If you want to join her, how can you do it if you don't have the strength? So her unicorn horse gave her blessing..." Justin seemed to be performing an opera, "So, the sword of the 'female' knight accepted the blessing of the prince, and together embarked on a journey”

After speaking, the audience applauded silently...

Cyrus waved his wand as if in coordination, but that slight change, like the passing of time, was unpredictable.

The occasional connection, like pity, like forgiveness, or maybe what Justin said unintentionally, is some kind of incomprehensible blessing.