Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

No matter how reluctant Em is, it still has to return to the place where it originally stayed. For living creatures, if they are desocialized, no matter how novel the outside world is, they will still end up in trouble due to the language barrier and lack of knowledge. Accompany you to the end of depression.

"This is also for your own good." The gentle Miss Albert said to it, "This does not mean that we can't meet in the future? I have already understood Professor Lockhart, and I can still visit him if I have the opportunity in the future. You, right? Saying goodbye doesn't mean we won't see each other again, Em." The hard-hearted lady picked away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingertips. She still smiled as gently as when they first met, and couldn't see Expressing a bit of reluctance about the impending separation, "As long as we care about each other in our hearts, we can be by each other's side no matter where we are."

"I will always remember you."

"Where in the world can you find a Cornish elf who is so humane, playful, and full of whimsical ideas? You are the most special one. You must have this kind of confidence, Em .”

"Do what you want to do."

"But if I am really that good, why would she send me back to a place without her?" Em thought sadly in her heart, "It's really unfair."

"She could have turned a blind eye to me, but she tamed me in that scene. When we established a connection with each other, she was separated from me again."

Of course, the poor elf cannot understand the complicated good intentions of humans. It can only think that it must truly cooperate with this person who is willing to accommodate him, provide materials and methods for his pranks, and even be willing to introduce him to other "like-minded people" The human ladies said goodbye.

If we really never see each other again, I will hate every human being. Em pulled the iron cage and repeated his revenge in his mind.

"Believe me," she said, "and you will encounter more interesting things."

It was a long way home. In order to prevent the elves from being restless, the blue curtain always covered the entire iron cage. In the bumpy darkness, Em couldn't help but proudly announced to the other partners in the black curtain. : "I am so special!"

"You're just that young lady's subordinate!" Someone's voice rang out, "What's so special about you?"

"That's right!" another voice echoed, "You have no idea how many fresh humans we tortured!"

"But you don't know how to really torture someone." Em puffed out his chest, "Real pranks can't just be limited to the surface!"

Fresh concepts and human beings have brought a lot to Em. Even if they don't understand each other, he can learn a lot just by observing language and actions when he calms down. The initial sadness was gradually squeezed out of my mind by the crowd of companions, and was replaced by a very strong sense of superiority.

"For example!" he said, "not only pain and heights can scare humans, humans themselves are also afraid of themselves. If you want to play a prank on a human, you can satisfy all his imagination of fear——"

The elves no longer even fluttered their wings. At this moment, the cage became extremely quiet. All the elves listened attentively to the elf who had "returned from studying abroad" to express his opinions.

"We can sneak up on a human from behind and make him unable to see anything," he said. "Humans are more afraid of the unknown than the known."

"For another example, we can secretly-"

Miss Abbott was right, at least for now. Em found a long-lost sense of belonging in his long speech. The separation from her was not so unbearable. It still had its own family and companions, and also had things it wanted to do. And in this it did more than Miss Albert had originally imagined, and would one day astonish Miss Albert.

Unlike Em's convenience, Harry's life was not easy at all.

Whether it was the new fanatical fan named Colin Creevey, the annoying Lockhart, or the dispute with the Slytherin Quidditch team, they all made him feel that these days It was a messy life, not to mention that he and Ron had to be in solitary confinement because they wanted to return to Hogwarts, so they had to clean those dusty trophies with their bare hands.

Ron's wand was always broken, and he was unwilling to report this to his family, and there was no other way to make his wand better. What puzzled Harry was that he was not even willing to ask Claudine for help.

"Maybe she will be able to find a way, Ron!" Harry said bitterly, "Let her help tape it up, it will be more effective than your magic tape!"

"What if it doesn't work!" Ron didn't want to talk about this issue at all. Even though he was glared at by Professor McGonagall several times because his wand didn't work, he still insisted on his idea, "Then Fred and George will definitely know. ——Then my mother will definitely know too——If I find out about this, I will be dead!”

Even though he often knew nothing about the world, Harry understood deeply that if he couldn't help Ron in a way acceptable to him in this matter, then there was nothing he could do - even if he had money. Harry would have loved to buy Ron a new wand right now - but he knew he couldn't.

"Everyone has his own self-esteem." He still remembered what she said to him in Clooney's small room after he and Dali quarreled over mutual insults. "Everyone also has their own points that they don't want to mention. What Dali did was wrong. He should not have said such hurtful words. Whether it is obesity or family, these are facts that cannot be changed, so they should not become tools to attack each other. This is very shameful. of."

"But in comparison, his behavior is worse and I will have a good talk with him."

After Dali apologized, he indeed never mentioned those "hurtful" words again.

Ron's family's financial situation is very bad, but people don't want to be charityed by others. If he still regarded him as a friend, as long as he didn't ask for it himself, in the uncertain situation, Harry didn't know whether this kind of help would hurt Ron.

"Okay!" He sighed, now there was nothing he could do. "Oh well!"

It wasn't just Ron's broken wand and confinement, the chain reaction caused by the crash continued, and Harry had to go to Lockhart's office on Saturday afternoon.

"I don't want to see him at all!" he continued to complain to Ron, but Ron looked very sleepy.

"I don't like him either -" Ron said, "Only a nerd like Hermione would like such a flamboyant man -"

"It's more than that," Harry said. "I just feel like it's too much trouble to get along with him."

"Don't think about these things before you go to bed, Harry -" Ron yawned even more, "Please, I didn't even say I puked all day long slugs today -"

Before he finished speaking, his voice stopped.

"But I can't sleep." Harry lay on his bed with his eyes wide open, staring straight at the curtains that were blowing in the evening breeze, "Oh my god, why do I always have to Encountering so many troubles——"

"It's Merlin—" Ron muttered, but when Harry looked over, he continued to snore evenly.

"Why do you always have so many worries!" He sighed again in a low voice.