Random copy of comprehensive film and television

On school days, Wen Xin always has a classroom-library-dormitory three-point line, and occasionally appears in the hall, grabbing a quick bite to eat, and then disappears from everyone's sight like a ghost.This made it impossible for those who had been trying to catch his pigtails to catch the opportunity.This situation continued until Christmas.

"How do you spend Christmas? Of course you stay in school." Wen said without raising his head.

"...Have you never thought that you are now a member of the Holy See?" The system reminded, "Christmas is very important."

"Hmm... I won't go back." Wen Xin thought for a moment, then resolutely refused, "It's too painful to pretend, and if you are not careful, you will reveal your secrets."

Hearing what Wen Xin said, the system stopped talking, and just said one more sentence: "If you don't go back, you have to write a letter to explain, you are an organized person."

Wen Xin agrees with this. After all, all her expenses are paid by the organization now, and if she annoys the benefactor, she has to pay for it herself.So Wen Xin wrote a simple letter to the bishop in her poor language.

What Wenxin didn't expect was that this letter lowered her credit rating by two more grades.When the bishop received the letter, he sneered and said, "How long have you put it back? You didn't even come to Christmas mass, hum!"

If she knew that it would lead to such consequences, maybe Wen Xin would not stay in school so simply, but unfortunately she didn't know.Wen Xin didn't know about all this. She was writing the big and small events of the wizarding world on the wrapping paper with invisible ink, and packed it together with the Christmas gift for the bishop—the Mithril Cross.In fact, Wenxin still has the self-consciousness of being a zongzi, at least she didn't write directly to send out the information.Even if this clumsy concealment method has no effect, at least she has this intention.commendable.

The bishop was reluctantly satisfied with Wen Xin's gift, so Wen Xin received a rosary and a check from the bishop's person on Christmas Day.The rosary, a gift with strong religious overtones, was of course for Wen Xin, and as for the check, it was for the Order of the Phoenix.Wen Xin has just had an eye addiction.

His Excellency Bishop instructed: The situation of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​getting worse and worse. Comrade Wen Xin is requested to transfer the funds for the activities to the Order of the Phoenix to show support.

Wen Xin looked at the many zeros on the check with longing eyes, and handed the things over to Dumbledore with pain.

"This is..." Dumbledore pointed to the check on his desk.

"Muggle's check." Wen Xin, playing the naive and cute Lolita, said solemnly, "Your Excellency asked me to hand it over. His Excellency expressed shock and regret for the bloodshed in the wizarding world, and expressed condolences for the innocent people who were killed or injured. Your Excellency strongly condemned the perpetrators and expressed concern about the possible escalation of the conflict. Your Excellency hopes that both of us can take effective measures to stop all violent activities as soon as possible and protect the lives and property of innocent people. support and a little comfort to the families of the fallen warriors.”

Dumbledore looked at the immature girl in front of him speaking diplomatic words with a serious face in a child's voice. He felt a little funny, put the check aside and said, "Well, I see. Please tell your bishop that the Order of the Phoenix has always been in harmony with Muggles have a traditional friendly relationship, and I personally hope that the two sides can work together to promote the all-round development of the friendly and cooperative relationship between the two sides."

"..." It turns out that dumbledore can also speak diplomatic language... Wenxin is so embarrassing, he suddenly has the illusion of playing tricks.Come to think of it, if dumbledore had no political sensitivity, then he would be the "greatest headmaster", not the "greatest white wizard".

Wen Xin was stunned for a long time, and found that she seemed to have nothing to say, so she said sullenly: "Then I will take my leave, Your Excellency the Principal."

"Hehe," Dumbledore laughed, "I wish you could call me Professor."

Wen Xin has to admit that this wise old man's smile is kind and gentle, very contagious. "Okay, Professor."

"I heard that you had some unpleasant incidents at school." Dumbledore handed Wen Xin a vanilla stick, "Try it, it tastes good."

"Thank you, Professor." Wen Xin took it, took a small bite, and the taste was really good, "As you said, I had some physical conflicts with Potter and the others."

"Hmm..." Dumbledore picked up a pile of (please allow me to use 'only') cockroaches, "Young people are really energetic."

Wen Xin felt that dumbledore's ability to avoid the most important and ignore the less important was actually the most proficient.

"Don't feel embarrassed, in fact, we all came from this age." Dumbledore made an expression of "I understand", and blinked his eyes playfully.

Wen Xin is numb, this is no longer called avoiding the important ones, it is called talking nonsense with eyes open.

"Well, I won't talk about it." Dumbledore chuckled and ended the topic, "Gryffindor children are sometimes too direct, I hope you can understand them, they are all lovely children."

I know, they are all your nc fans.Wen Xin complained silently.

"I've also heard other professors mention you, and they all think you are a very smart and studious child." Dumbledore began to give Tianzao, "They also mentioned that you seem to have encountered some minor problems, if necessary, you are welcome to visit the principal's office at any time. "

"Thank you, Professor." Wen Xin nodded obediently, and left the principal's office with a grateful face.

This meeting was fruitful.Wen Xin has already fully grasped the leader's intention: My little brother, you don't want to move. In exchange, I can give you a little trouble.

As long as Gryffindors don't die, Wenxin doesn't care about them. Although she can't understand Gryffindors' behavior, she has no ability to correct it. She can't beat all Gryffindors, right?Although she would like to.

Back in the lounge, Wen Xin wrote another letter to His Excellency, reporting the meeting as impersonally as possible, and accurately explaining Dumbledore's reaction.Wen Xin hates paperwork, so she hates zongzi the most!

Wen Xin's Christmas was quite pleasant, Black followed Potter home (why does it have a romantic taste?), Slytherins basically have their own social relations and basically are not at school.There is no energetic fault-finding party, and Wen Xin's life is regular and fulfilling.Get up in the morning, exercise, take a shower, and then finish breakfast, then stay in the library, open a small stove in the afternoon until night falls, and then go to the Black Lake to meditate... In a word, pain and happiness.

This kind of life is simply unimaginable for Hogwarts students.In this regard, Wen Xin said that they made a fuss.You must know that in my great dynasty, there are always such a large group of students who go to class from six in the morning to ten in the evening, and then do their homework until twelve in the evening, commonly known as the third party in high school.

Maybe it was what Dumbledore said, Master Potter and Master Black tried their best to be merciful, ignoring the existence of Wen Xin.Wen Xin is also very satisfied and doesn't have to worry about being disqualified from being a small stove because of violently beating up a few young masters.

As Wenxin broke through the limit step by step, her results became more and more objective, at least definitely better than Neville.It's not that there are no gossips, Wen Xin just doesn't have time to pay attention to it, but that doesn't mean she won't react.For example, the group of children looking for faults in front of them.

Wen Xin stood among a group of Slytherins with her textbook in her arms.She was going to stalk the potions office, but she was cornered in the cellar by a group of fourth and fifth year Slytherins.If Gryffindor was provoking recklessly, then Slytherin was bullying the weak and fearing the strong to the extreme.

"Little Mudblood, how dare you come here."

"The skin is really thick!"

"I heard that she has the blood of a troll."

"Is that so?" The leading boy smiled viciously, "Your mother has really strong taste."

There was laughter from all around, Wen Xin's eyes immediately turned cold, and she said, "Apologize."

"Apologize?" The boy smiled arrogantly, looked around at the dog legs and said, "Did you hear that? The little Mudblood wants me to apologize to her. Let me tell you, why don't you find a troll like your mother? Maybe how many generations In the future, you can evolve into magical creatures!"

It is tolerable, what is unbearable!Wen Xin was instantly out of anger.Bullying forward, he punched the boy in the face.

With a "bang", Wen Xin's fist was knocked down by the protective shield in front of the boy.The sudden change originally made the boy's face change instantly, but Wen Xin's return in vain made him smile triumphantly: "I think you have been with the lowly Muggles all the time, and you don't know the methods of the noble purebloods. I advise you You and your fellow Mudbloods, go back to the troll pile. Don't think that you can sneak into wizards by talking to a few pure-blood traitors. You will be Mudbloods all your life!"

Your uncle!If I don't beat you until your face is full of peach blossoms, you really don't know why the flowers are so red!Wen Xin has always known that children are actually quite cruel, but she doesn't know that a child's mind can be twisted to such a degree that he can give up treatment.There was no point in talking at this time, Wen Xin drew his sword and chopped off the protective cover.

Seeing Wen Xin drawing his sword, the surrounding students were a little flustered, but the complete protective cover made them feel relieved.The boy who was startled by Wen Xin was a little annoyed, he raised his hand and shot a black spell at Wen Xin.

Wen Xin was ready to avoid the spell when the boy was chanting the spell, but unfortunately, the spell seemed to have the ability to track, and Wen Xin could not completely avoid the blow.There was a burning mark on the porcelain-like face, which irritated Wen Xin's nerves.

Wen Xin narrowed her eyes, clenched her long sword tightly, and hit the protective shield with the second blow.