[HP]Helen Pan

I saw Harry and the others again at Lihen Bookstore in Diagon Alley, and we made an appointment to buy books there.

I am very puzzled about the textbooks needed for this semester. Has the Defense Against the Dark Arts class been changed to a film and television analysis class?

Why do I only see novels on the book list?

The Travels of Gilderoy Lockhart.I've read it, but I think it's nothing but rhetorical boasting.

If you compare the two books "Swimming with Ghouls" and "Holidays with Hags" carefully, you will find some similar plots.The grandfather, on the other hand, seemed very natural. He said that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts was always different, and maybe he thought these books were still valuable.

On that day, Lihen Bookstore was holding Gilderoy Lockhart's book signing event, and the three floors inside and outside the store were crowded with people, most of whom were witches.

"Does Helen also want Mr. Lockhart's autograph?" Grandfather smiled and opened the shop door for me.He was wearing a beige trench coat and looked elegant.

"Of course not!" I replied subconsciously, frowning, "Look at his greasy face, it doesn't look like the one in the book. I can't believe that a man who has experienced so many thrilling life and death can be so... um ...Flush gas." I thought about it and tried to organize my words.

God knows what taste those witches are!

What's the best smile a sissy can get?

When I entered the store, the disheveled Harry was being photographed by Gilderoy. Malfoy was upstairs reading a book. While no one was paying attention, he quickly tore off a page, folded it and stuffed it into his pocket. go downstairs.

Harry squeezed his way through the crowd, seemingly angrily stuffing a brand new set of Gilderoy's books into Ginny's cauldron, before muttering something.

"Harry!" I greeted him with a smile and ran to him.

"You must like the limelight! That feels good!" Malfoy's voice, he was two steps away, with a mocking smile on his face, "The famous Harry Potter even bought a Books can make headlines!"

Ginny next to Harry looked very excited, she blushed and wanted to say something excitedly, but what Malfoy said next made Ginny speechless, and he pointed at Ginny, "Potter, Have you found a new girlfriend?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Harry's face was even redder than Ginny's after hearing Malfoy's words.

Malfoy ignored Harry, turned to look at me contemptuously and said, "Did you die all summer vacation? Evaporated? The Pan family thinks you are too embarrassing, so they won't let you come out to meet people, right?" He He moved closer, deliberately lowering his voice.

I gave him a blank look, this person just can't speak well!

Rushing up the stairs, I threw down the book Malfoy had just torn, "Mr. Malfoy, I think you should buy this book and read it!"

Malfoy hugged the book in his arms, with a disconcerted look on his face, "Thank you!"

At this moment, Ron and Hermione squeezed out from the crowd, and Malfoy didn't know what to say to him, so Ron rolled up his sleeves angrily and wanted to beat him.Fortunately, at this moment, Mr. Weasley rushed out in time and stopped him.

"Oh! Isn't this Arthur Weasley?" Lucius Malfoy opened the door and came in, with one hand on Draco's shoulder and the other hand leaning on a snake-headed staff to show his aristocratic grace.

Sarcasm can almost be said to be the hobby of the Malfoy family. Lucius has obviously gone through years of training, and has reached the highest level of killing between lips and teeth.He just said a few simple words, which made Weasley unable to refute.He put the book in Malfoy's hand into Ginny's cauldron, and said, "It's a good book, new, and it's a good school gift for you. After all, new things are hard to come by in your house."

I quietly walked back to Hermione, and found that her face was not good-looking. I thought that Mr. Lucius was probably just making a fuss about Hermione's Muggle background.

Draco Malfoy suddenly and roughly pulled Hermione and me about two steps away, saying, "Don't fall with them. Look at their friends!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Hermione and Mr. Weasley became even more ugly, George and Fred gritted their teeth secretly, and Ron rolled up his sleeves angrily and was about to rush over.I didn't want George to misunderstand, and then hurriedly stepped over to their side after shaking off Draco's hand.

"It's up to you who I make friends with!" I glared at him, casting a guilty glance at George.

"You!" Draco probably didn't expect that I would disrespect him so much, and his face suddenly became ugly.Mr. Lucius squeezed his son's shoulder, then glanced at me, frowning slightly.

"What's wrong here?" At this moment, grandfather suddenly squeezed out of the crowd with a stack of brand new books.He closed the small round gold-rimmed eyes on the bridge of his nose, and greeted Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Weasley with a smile.

"What a coincidence today." Grandpa smiled and nodded at the two of them, then bent down and stuffed the books into my arms as if asking for credit, "Look, these are all hardcover books signed by Guidero."

"Uh..." I frowned disgustedly, and said in disgust, "I told you not to sign it!"

But at this moment, my grandfather didn't have time to pay attention to my complaints. He chatted with Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Weasley. It was strange to say that the tense atmosphere just now seemed to disappear suddenly.

Stretching out a hand behind him, he picked up the top book in my arms and flipped through it, then elbowed the guy next to him with a smile, "Fred, you lost. That peacock was indeed made of silver powder Signed in black ink, not silver ink. Quickly give me twenty Sicos." Fred grimaced at me in a distressed manner, but readily took a silver coin from his pocket and threw it to his brother.

George!

When I realized that George was standing right behind me with his arm on my shoulders, my back stiffened and I froze, not knowing how to react.

"Hi, hello." I greeted him, but started to stutter unapologetically.

"Helen!" George smiled, narrowing his eyes and bending them into a comfortable crescent shape, "Long time no see, you've turned dark a lot." He reached out and rubbed my hair, heartlessly smile.

I laughed a little awkwardly and pulled my hair at a loss. I played crazy on the beach all summer, so it's no wonder I didn't get tanned!

Does George like fair-skinned girls?

I sneaked a tentative glance at him, but his attention had already shifted to a book called "Pranks That Merlin Can't Escape" on the nearby bookshelf.

The arm was roughly ripped off.

"What are you still in a daze for? We're leaving!" Malfoy looked at me viciously, pointing at his grandfather and Lucius Malfoy who were about to open the door and said, "Your grandfather said he invited us to have a drink." Tea, are you still leaving?"

"Couldn't you be gentler? It hurts." I pouted with some complaints, turned my head to stare at Malfoy, and then rubbed my arm.

"No, don't talk nonsense!" Malfoy coughed suddenly, turned around and walked out the door quickly.I curled my lips somewhat helplessly, turned around and said goodbye to the Weasleys and Harry one by one, and then slowly followed out.

A few days before the start of school, I simply moved to my grandfather's manor. I wanted to seize these few days and let my grandfather help me with my homework, hoping to have a good start in the new semester.At that time, I did not expect that the start of my second semester would be accompanied by a surprise, or a shock.

The first was that I had the misfortune of being squeezed into a compartment with Malfoy's group of Slytherins on the Hogwarts Express.

God knows when I got in the car, the car was mostly empty, why did they have to squeeze into such a car with Gryffindors to have fun.

Crabbe and Goyle were simply foodies, and Merlin knew how many snacks they ate during the short journey of a few hours, and the crumbs of the biscuits fell all over the floor.Malfoy, on the other hand, seemed to completely treat the two of them as a vacuum, and only cared about chatting with Pansy Parkinson next to him.

Pansy Parkinson, we are also quite close, and I have no intention of responding to her cynicism, other than turning a deaf ear to her.

We can't just bite the dog just because the dog bit you.

Neither Harry nor Ron showed up at the freshmen entrance ceremony, but I found Michael Wood among the new students chattering! (Helen’s neighbor, a classmate in elementary school, I made the foreshadowing in the previous article, I don’t know if you still remember.)

"How will you be here?"

Michael and I stared wide-eyed, and the opening remark turned out to be the same sentence.

"Ah! That's what someone said about going back to Italy to study." He nodded and smiled with his eyes squinted, his light blue eyes like glass were full of ridicule.

I smirked awkwardly, and then pulled him to an inconspicuous corner.

"Let's not talk about this first. Why did you only enroll this year? I received the notice last year. Aren't we in the same grade in elementary school?"

"This!" Michael smiled, two deep dimples appeared on his cheeks, "I studied earlier than you. So although I am in the same grade as you, I only turned 11 this year."

"That's it!" I nodded, and then I patted him on the shoulder kindly, "I'm in Gryffindor College, you come to our college too! I will cover you."

Unfortunately, the Sorting Hat obviously disagrees with me, and Michael was sorted into Ravenclaw by him.Afterwards, I asked him why, but he shrugged his shoulders with a relaxed face and said, I don't have as much restless youth as you.

And Ginny, who seemed taciturn and blushed at every turn, was sorted into Gryffindor. Percy said that Ginny would share the dormitory with me and Hermione, which made me very happy.

The sorting ceremony ended, Dumbledore gave his speech and then he announced the staff changes, which completely petrified me.

No wonder there are so many novels on the list.

It turns out that the author of the novel was invited to teach us Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Seeing Mr. Guidero making a speech in front of me, I feel sick to my stomach.

Different from my disappointment, Hermione, Ginny and all the girls stared at the blond man on the stage longingly, as if they were going to punch a hole in his body. If I am drawing comics now, then I Think the whole hall will be filled with pink bubbles.

I sighed regretfully for Hermione, who must have been too eager to learn to ignore Muggle-written novels.I'd swear if she'd read Muggle fiction too, she'd have found more objects of her admiration on the UK bestseller lists.

I propped my chin wearily. I don't know where Harry and Ron went. I asked Hermione and she said she didn't see them.

I accidentally glanced over the staff table, but found a person sitting on the edge of the table.The man was completely submerged in shadow, as if belonging to darkness.He was checking his nails with his head down, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.Her shoulder-length curly hair was meticulously combed back and tied with a dark blue ribbon.

Blonde hair, pale skin, red lips.

Leicester!

Who's going to tell me what a vampire is doing sitting there?

Soon Professor Dumbledore gave me the answer, he said, "Let us welcome Mr. Lester de Leoncourt, who will replace Professor Binns as our new Professor of the History of Magic."

The thunderous applause completely overshadowed the momentum of Gildero's speech just now.

But Lester seemed very relaxed. He pursed his lips and nodded with his head tilted to greet everyone, then turned around and walked out through the staff aisle.

"Helen! Helen! Professor Leon Cotter is so handsome!" Ginny excitedly pushed my arm, and Hermione and the other girls were all fascinated by the direction Lester was leaving.

It seems that they all turned against each other.

I looked at Headmaster Dumbledore, who seemed to have noticed me too, and gave me a very mischievous wink.I suddenly felt that Headmaster Dumbledore was actually very calculating.

You see, Professor Binns is a ghost who does not need food or wages, and Lester who replaces him is a vampire who also does not need food, and according to Lester's personality, he should not want Hogwarts wages .

This saves a lot of money over the years!