[HP] Moonlight Lingling

Give it to me and I'll pass it on to Cynthia. "

"Potter?" She seemed quite surprised to see Harry in his early days, "Her father betrayed your parents, do you still believe her?"

"Thank you for your concern," Harry smiled slightly, "I don't think what her father did has anything to do with her. So now, can you give it to me?"

"Potter, you're so kind." Millicent Burst smiled mockingly, "but I won't give it to you. I'm going to open it and see what's in it? Aha, maybe there's her crush Tears Longbottom's secret diary? I'm going to post it on the bulletin board!"

"Enough, Millicent." Draco said coldly, "Give it to him."

"But..." Daphne didn't want to let Cynthia go so easily.She still wants to say something.

"Daphne!" Pansy stopped her next words.

"Here, let's see if you can catch it!" Millicent was still very unconvinced, so she yelled, threw the little bear doll-like packet high into the air, and then cast a floating spell, making the bear fly about Height of 30 feet or so, then fell down.

Harry saw the bear go up into the sky in what seemed to be slow motion, and then began to fall.Regardless of Hermione's obstruction, he grabbed his broom and rode up—the wind whistling in his ears, mixed with the screams of the audience below, he first flew to a height of about 20 feet, then descended rapidly, stretched out his hand, Cub was caught about a foot off the ground.He straightened the handle of the broom just in time, and then gently fell on the grass, holding the cloth bag of the little bear doll that Cynthia regarded as a treasure in his hand.

"Harry Potter!"

Everyone turned around.It's Professor McGonagall.From the window, she saw the scene of Harry riding a broom soaring up, and then swooping down again.She was terrified.How could this child do such a dangerous thing? !

"In all my years at Hogwarts—never—"

Professor McGonagall was literally speechless in astonishment, her spectacles gleaming with anger, "—how dare you—you'll break your neck—"

"It wasn't his fault, Professor—"

"Shut up, Miss Granger."

"Professor McGonagall—"

"All right, Mr. Malfoy. All right, Potter, come with me."

Everyone watched Harry follow Professor McGonagall into the castle.Ron looked like he wanted to rush over to cast a curse on Millicent, but was held back by Hermione and the others.

Draco looked at the backs of Harry and Professor McGonagall, his eyes were a little blank, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Pansy saw him like this, walked up to him quietly, and took his hand.

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To everyone's surprise, Harry left with Professor McGonagall, but was not expelled. Instead, he was accepted by the Gryffindor Quidditch team and became the new Seeker.

As soon as he left Professor McGonagall and Gryffindor's Quidditch captain, fifth-year Wood, Harry rushed to the hall impatiently, intending to meet Hermione and Ron.

On the way, he meets the twins.

"Hey, Harry, no lessons?" said one of the twins. "I remember Ron saying you're flying lessons, with the Slytherins."

"By the way, is it really okay to skip classes so boldly in the first grade?" Another said, "I think we didn't start until the second semester-cough cough, I mean, just now I saw Miss Black went over there..."

"Which way?" Harry snapped a look at the twins.

"Um, I mean..." I don't know if it's Fred or George who blinked dumbly, as if Harry was taken aback, but he still raised his finger in one direction, "Okay, she's going there - I remember there was a secret passage behind the tapestry over there -"

"Thank you, Fred." Harry nodded at them, and then ran to the direction they pointed just now, "Remember to tell Ron and the others for me. I'll go find them later."

"Oh, okay." Fred nodded, and left with his brother. "Wait, how did he know I belonged to Fred?!"

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Harry walked over to the tapestry Fred had spoken of, and lifted it gently.

There is a secret passage there.At the end of the secret passage, there was a small, black figure, curled up in a ball.

It's Cynthia.

He walked over slowly, approaching cautiously.

"... Cynthia?"

The small black figure looked up at him.Sure enough, it was Cynthia with red eyes.

"Harry? How do you..." Cynthia spoke, her voice was still a little hoarse.

"I'm sorry to bother you…" said Harry, and he took something out of his pocket. "I'm bringing this to you."

"...Teddy!" Cynthia looked at the little bear in Harry's hand in surprise, and then hurriedly touched her pocket before taking the little bear from Harry's hand.

"Miss Burst of Slytherin 'picked up' it, I think it would be better for me to bring it to you." Harry smiled warmly, "Although Miss Burst looks like she wants to hand it over herself."

"What, she shot at you? No, Bostrode is a big fool, she can't beat you." Cynthia, who was worried about Harry's accident, thought about it and realized that something was wrong.

"Draco stopped her, although she seemed to want to have an exchange of force with me. Oh, of course, even if it is an exchange of force, I will have no problem." Seeing Cynthia's expression, Harry added the latter sentence.

"That's good." After Cynthia finished speaking, she buried her head in her robe again.

Harry sat down beside Cynthia quietly, without speaking.

After a long time, Cynthia's muffled voice came from the robe.

"Draco is my brother. Whether he admits me or not, in my mind, he is my family."

Harry sat there without interrupting, just quietly accompanying Cynthia.

"When I was young, I lived with my mother. Later, my mother had an accident, and Narcissa's mother took me into Malfoy Manor."

"Draco repelled me at first because my grandmother was a Muggle-born witch. So technically, I'm not pure blood."

"Later, slowly, we got to know each other, and finally became each other's important relatives. I think so."

"I don't know why he said that. Maybe, it's just my own wishful thinking all the time."

"I know that those pure-blooded nobles have always felt bad for me, and it can even be said that they have been laughing at me. So I have always pretended to be arrogant, and I have always shown a spoiled arrogance. Only Draco knew I was bluffing, only he knew I didn't like that at all."

"I don't ask those nobles to treat me well, because I have nothing to do with them. But the Malfoy family... Narcissa's mother is very gentle, although maybe it's for her mother's sake; Lucius' father also takes good care of me, he Sometimes even treat me better than Draco. In order to repay them, I have always behaved in line with the standards of a noble lady. I always think that as long as I enter Slytherin, I will be the best for them return."

"But now, everything is over..." Cynthia said, as if crying again.

"Cynthia," Harry began, his voice soft and quiet.

"Draco values ​​you, really. Maybe he's acting displeased, but there's no doubt he's just a little upset that you're in Gryffindor, not hating you. And, so are the Malfoys. You'll always - be their dearest daughter, I'm sure of that," said Harry.

"I have read some books, Cynthia. The Malfoy family has always been like this. They believe that family is paramount. Although they value interests, there is no doubt that the most important thing than interests is family. As long as they are recognized by them and become their family, then—you will always be their family. There is no need to doubt your status in their hearts.” As a friend who feels good, although Draco is hostile to the academy, Harry has always felt that as long as it is College was never the point, my friend.Therefore, Harry also specially researched some things about the Malfoy family. "Believe me, Cynthia, Draco must have taken you very seriously, he just kind of, um, didn't mean what he said."

"...Thank you, Harry. Whether that's true or not, thank you for your comfort." Cynthia whispered.

Harry knew that this required her to untie the knot herself.I don't know if it is possible to ask Draco to apologize by himself?Looking at Draco's performance just now, it is obvious that he is not a little bit, but that his words are not right. — but is it possible for him to come and apologize for a "mistake" that didn't even exist?

The two sat for a while longer, when the tapestry was lifted again.

A girl with short black hair walked in.It's Pansy.

"Potter." She looked at Harry who was sitting on the ground next to Cynthia in surprise, but then she saw the little bear tightly held by Cynthia, and she knew it.

"Miss Parkinson." Harry nodded politely.

"I'll come and see Cynthia." Pansy nodded to Harry.For this elegant and polite heir to the Potter family, the savior boy, Pansy was willing to show some face.After all, if the calculation is not so harsh, Harry can also be considered a pure blood,