[Comprehensive] BOSS, please brush points

As a third party, ahem, Fu Xiaoya was a little confused.As a third person viewing the whole plot from the perspective of a third person, she still understands some stakes. She sneaked out and found Kukapulo who was guarding the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest. Sure enough, Sephiroth was not there, and she didn’t know where to go. got there.

"You're really slow." Jiu Lanliao glanced at the castle, and the blood clan's eyesight could clearly see the collar on a cat far outside the castle. "How is the castle now?"

"Hehe, I really don't know if Black has brains or no brains. Isn't it a joke to go to Harry blatantly?" Fu Xiaoya shook her head and looked into the depths of the Forbidden Forest. bright. "Let's go, have you confirmed where the dementors are stationed?"

"Hmph, how smart can you expect a wizard who can turn into a dog?" He patted the transparent dust on his shoulders, nonchalantly.

"In our place, it's called IQ emergency~" Fu Xiaoya smiled, and patted Kukapuluo on the head, "Let's go, let's have another meal!"

Kukapulo squinted his eyes happily. He still doesn't like talking very much, and prefers to express his thoughts with body language.His build was as big and lean as a centaur, and he disappeared into the night.

"Let's go, let's disturb a lax dementor nest tonight. Kukapuluo's dinner these two days is really pitiful. Such a powerful creature follows you, and I feel wronged for him." Jiu Lanliao flicked Cloak, the night in England in October has the chill of autumn.

Fu Xiaoya followed behind. Although he hadn't learned the Patronus Charm so far, there was no other way. Creatures like Xu seemed to be able to eat all creatures with souls, but creatures like dementors were the ultimate tonic.

Wrong, it is the best in supplements.

"Will you participate in your Quidditch match the day after tomorrow?" Jiu Lanliao asked.

"Are you kidding? Although I love the national football team very much, but due to the unreasonable tragedy that the national football team has given me, I can't even play Quidditch now..." She shrugged.

The two galloped side by side, and the dens of the dementors were almost all in very gloomy places, where there were almost no traces of other races, and a sense of coldness could be felt from a distance.

"National football?" Jiu Lanliao frowned.

"Once again, I saw a joke on the Internet. If the members of the national football team are composed of death row criminals, as long as they reach the top 10 in the World Cup, they will become death sentences with suspended imprisonment. If they enter the top four, they will be changed to fixed-term imprisonment. If there is a trophy, then there is a chance to be forgiven by the country."

Jiu Lanliao thought for a while, and felt that he could not understand such a legal concept. "For example, if I killed your whole family and got a trophy later, would you want revenge?"

Fu Xiaoya was helpless. "Brother, I'm using this as a metaphor! You're taking it too seriously. The meaning on the Internet is to hope that the national football team will burn their blood to fight, instead of being a civil servant and eating, drinking, and messing around without working hard."

Jiu Lanliao nodded, thinking that such an example is not very good.

Kukapuluo lingered on the top of the hill for a while, waiting for his little master to catch up.

"On the top of the mountain?" Fu Xiaoya took a few more steps and stopped to take a rest.

"You'd better not show up and watch nearby, Kukapuluo can deal with it alone." Jiu Lanliao said.

Kuka nodded, and smacked Fu Xiaoya's calf twice with his tail flatteringly.

Although Fu Xiaoya wanted to see it in her heart, she refrained from following because she was too weak. "Be careful, if you can't fight, just call, Comrade Jiulan will come to rescue you."

"Don't use strange titles on my surname." Jiu Lanliao lazily leaned against the tree.

Kuka just glanced at him, as if doubting that he would save him.But soon he turned around, jumped up and jumped into the circle of dementors, only to hear strange noises flying around.

Fu Xiaoya was curious, but due to Jiu Lanliao's indifferent eyes, she could only give up resentfully.

This time, Kukapro ate seven dementors.

There is still some distance to fifty.

The next day's Defense Against the Dark Arts class was a bit bad. Professor Rubin was not feeling well and asked for leave, and the substitute was Professor Snape, who was willing to deduct all Gryffindor points.

Apparently, after Hermione interrupted him twice in a row, and Ron's classmate provoked him bravely, Professor Snape mercilessly deducted nearly one hundred points.

But everyone didn't care about this, because the next day was the Quidditch match of this semester.

It's just that the weather is not good, the storm is violent, and it doesn't look like it will stop anytime soon.

Fu Xiaoya nestled on the single sofa in the living room. She was staying up all night writing a report on the second grade class. This article should have been completed before the accident, but she finally got it after procrastinating. Inspiration, regardless of whether this time is a bit bad, I hurried to the common room and started to stay up all night writing.

When Harry walked down the stairs from the room, he saw a familiar figure furiously writing a book. "Xiaoya."

Fu Xiaoya turned around, she vaguely felt that the person calling her was Harry, because the noise of the storm in the living room was louder than usual.

Harry didn't know why, but felt very uneasy.Muto had pointed out to him in the corridor the characteristics of Siddiq Diggory; Diggory was already in fifth grade, and he was much heavier than Harry.Seekers were usually quite light and fast, but in this climate Diggory's weight was an advantage, at least he was much less likely to be blown away.

"I couldn't sleep, so I came downstairs and didn't bother you."

Fu Xiaoya shook her head, tapped the table, and asked the house elf to bring over a cup of honey milk. "What are you afraid of, Harry."

Harry raised his head, his eyes were full of green light in the firelight, like translucent gemstones, Fu Xiaoya was stunned for a moment, why did she think of Sephiroth for a moment?

"You can see that I'm scared?" Harry raised his voice, but quickly pulled his face back together, "I'm just a little uneasy, thinking that something will happen in today's Quidditch match."

"Don't be afraid, Harry. Fear can't bring you any help. Facing it rationally is what we lions need to do." Fu Xiaoya raised the corners of her lips, but in a blink of an eye she felt that she was actually in the middle of Sahara. Ferros was extremely disturbed by this matter, she laughed at herself and continued to write the book.

Harry stayed in front of the fire for nearly an hour, until dawn, and prevented Kirkshank, Hermione's cat, from sneaking up the stairs into the boys' dormitory.After a long while Harry thought it was almost time for breakfast, so he walked alone to the portrait hole. "I'm going to have breakfast first, will you come to my game?"

"Yes, Harry. Let me give the homework to Professor McGonagall first." She stood up, put away her reference books and reports, carefully rolled up the kraft paper and put them away.

Harry nodded and turned to leave.