[HP] Dali's Bread

Defense Against the Dark Arts might be the most popular class of the year.Lupine's lessons were always lively and interesting, and he brought red hats in the next few lessons, which are unpleasant little monsters that lurk somewhere where someone is bleeding, in the castle. In the main building, in the potholes of the deserted battlefield, they wait to lash out at those who get lost.And Malfoy always intentionally grouped with Dali (which really pissed Pansy off), according to him, it seemed that whenever there was danger, something in their bodies seemed to do something. something like that.Dali was a little elated at first, but she had to say that she was really happy too early.

Lupine cast a restraining spell at the entrance of several stairs in the castle, so that the red hat could only lie in ambush in this space.In addition to two-by-two groups, Lupine will also divide their two-person teams into a large group. They can use any empty classroom to avoid red hats. The group that catches the red hat will add a big score to their house.Although Lupine has a good planning ability, his rule that "students are not allowed to attack each other" was regarded as fart.

Those little incantations that are malicious but not too hurtful fill the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.Here's a great conversation from our wizarding future, thanks to Draco, Ron, Hermione, Seamus, Pansy for their passionate performances:

"Draco Malfoy! If you put another spell on my side! (Then a spell explodes at your feet) You're dead!"

"Ron! Professor Lupine ordered it! You can't cast jinxes on your classmates!"

"Seamus! Stop making all your spells explosive!"

"Professor Lupine! Parkinson wants to burn my hair!"

"It's just a Defense Against the Dark Arts class! You—" Madam Pomfrey looked at the two young men sitting in front of her with hatred.One is a girl with curly golden wavy long hair, and freckles are dancing on her face.The other is the second generation ancestor who looks very unhappy. His hair color is very light, which looks special and thin. His face is as pale as ever, as if there is no blood.

"Madame Pomfrey, this part of mine has been scorched by the flames, can I fix it?" She held up a handful of hair with her hands. They had indeed turned yellow and shriveled, and Madam Pomfrey's nose got into a strand of hair. Muddy.

"This is not a beauty salon, Dali." Madam Pomfrey sighed, and asked another little snake, "What about you?"

"Arm hurts."

"...I'm going to find Lupine." Madam Pomfrey broke down. She has received enough students who hurt themselves in experiments every day, and now she is injured every week because of Lupine's Defense Against the Dark Arts class. (And moaning without illness) The second-handed students are going to fill up the beds in the school hospital again, "Mr. Malfoy, let me tell you for the last time, your arm has no problems. If you come again next time, I will definitely put you Get out!"

After Madam Pomfrey left, Malfoy immediately put on a disgusted expression, "Immature old woman! She should be honored to see Malfoy! My father said that if I feel unwell, I should go to St. Mungo's." .”

"Don't say that. But if you still have something to do with your arm, why don't you go to St. Mungo's?" Dali wanted to hug his arm to check it out, but then Malfoy said that she hurt his arm with too much strength. It's not worth the loss if you go to her.

"Who am I? Of course this injury has healed long ago!" The boy in front of him snorted.

Dali:?

When Madam Pomfrey came to her for the nth time, their extra-curricular practical class was finally changed to an in-class experimental class.

And Dali's parents still resolutely refused to sign her application form, no matter how many letters she wrote, she threatened that she would not go home if they didn't send her a signature, and even used her favorite word when she was a child "" no way".

So she and Luna studied the quill pen for half a month, and finally succeeded in engraving the copying spell deeply on the quill pen.

"Look, little inventor! The last wise witch at the end of the twentieth century!" Dali happily copied the signatures of the Dursleys one after another on the parchment.

"Luna, don't worry if your father won't let you go to Hogsmeade in the future!" Dali patted her chest happily.

"But why won't my dad let me go to Hogsmeade?"

Dali: "..."

She slapped the signature form on the table very generously, pushed her to the black-haired boy in front of her as if showing off, and then took out an identical application form and shook it at him, "Two copies, yours, and yours." There's mine. Then we can all go to Hogsmeade!"

She shook Harry's arm flatteringly, "Don't be mad at me!"

Harry let her shake it, stared at the application form and thought, then turned slightly and put his hands on Dali's shoulders, and said seriously: "Dali, I won't be angry, but don't hang out with Malfoy all the time. Together, he's not a nice guy."

"I don't always stay with Malfoy either." Dali was a little embarrassed, he hesitated and didn't know how to explain, "The last time was also occasional, we were studying together!"

"Occasionally? The two Slytherins occasionally go out at night?" Harry raised his eyebrows, "Their family often studies some black magic, you don't want to learn from him!"

"How could it be!" Dali was a little anxious, "I haven't learned those!" To be fair, Dali didn't even understand some of the spells taught in class now, and it was really difficult for her to study black magic.

"I just said... okay, let's get down to business, I actually told Professor McGonagall that I didn't have a guardian to sign, and asked her to sign for me, but she didn't agree. That is, if I submit this... ...." Harry lowered his head in frustration, and reached out to grab his hair even more messy, "It won't do me any good. It would be better if I didn't say it."

Dali really wanted to take out her grooming comb and comb Harry's disobedient hair into order, so she quickly grabbed Harry's disobedient hand, "Your hair is already messy enough! "

"Okay, I'll bring you a lot of food!" She stroked Harry's head reassuringly, just like when she was a child, she was always trying to find ways to straighten Harry's messy black hair.

"Listen to Luna - oh, she's a Ravenclaw girl, have you heard of her? It's okay if you haven't, she told me that the bee dukes sell delicious things, and there seems to be a kind of It's so fun to eat candies that can float up—" Harry couldn't control his mouth when he heard Dali chattering, but he couldn't be happy at all, yes, who would be happy, there was a backer in the first place, Now he is the only one who can't go.

He doesn't want to chat with the juniors, they're sure to babble and ask, especially Colin Creevey—the camera guy he's morbidly adoring, and likes to drag him with a bunch of The classmates watched him, he didn't want a large group of people to stare at the scar on his forehead.

"Don't worry about me," said Harry, wishing he was speaking casually. "There's another Halloween dinner to look forward to, isn't it? Have fun, Dali."

He accompanied her to the front hall, where Filch the caretaker stood just inside the gate, checking a person with a long list, looking suspiciously at everyone's face, wary of anyone who shouldn't be slipping out.

"Stayed, Potter?" Malfoy yelled, standing in line with Crabbe and Goyle. "Are you afraid of encountering a dementor?"

Harry ignored him, told Darley one more time to "don't care about that bastard", and then walked up the marble stairs alone, through the corridors where no one walked, and returned to Gryffindor Tower.

The author has something to say:

When Cedric appears in the next episode, I will write him as a very important character, but there is no love line, and Dali is like a brother and sister.

Sorry for the lack of updates these two days!But there is no pit!Meme!