[HP] Kiss you in glory

Mag unfolded a large roll of parchment and began to read the names of the new students.

"Stuart Ackley!"

"Ravenclaw!"

"Malcolm Bardock!"

"Slytherin!"

The students on the long Slytherin table clapped and whispered, not only their own table, the voices of the other three tables were louder.

—perhaps because the miracle had something to do with the Head of Slytherin.

"Have you noticed that Snape's hair is no longer oily? I'm curious about what changed him who hasn't washed his hair for more than ten years." ——The sharp eagle sent out a soul torture.

"Help, will we be killed and silenced!" - The frightened little Badger tremblingly moved his gaze away from Snape's head.

"This greasy old bat has washed its hair???" - said the fearless little lion, with a look of madness on their faces.

"I want to ask the dean where he got his shampoo," Pansy said thoughtfully. "How did his hair get so smooth?"

"The last head of the Potter family won a lot of gold with the invention of shampoo." Draco wrote lightly. Obviously, other students also knew some history of the Potter family more or less—after all Except for Harry and Annie's generation, the Potter family used to be a serious family of pure-blood wizards, but because the surname would collide with Muggles, it was not included in the original 28 families.

While they were whispering, they turned their gazes in Anne's direction, with disdain or inquiry or confusion on their faces. Anne calmly applauded the arrival of Graham Pritchard. Graham passed the fourth grade When he was sitting at the table, there was faint excitement on his face. He looked at Anne with glowing eyes, "Bo... Chief Potter, I have long admired your name!"

"We'll have a lot of time to talk, Graham." Anne shook his hand politely.

After the last girl was sorted into Hufflepuff, McGonagall took away the high stool and sorting hat. Dumbledore stood up, looked at the students in the auditorium with a smile, opened his arms and said, " I only have two words for you, eat it!"

The dinner plate on the long table was miraculously filled with all kinds of delicious food. Annie looked down at the chicken legs and steak on the plate, and pulled her collar impatiently.

"What's wrong? Isn't it to your taste?" Draco asked, and Annie shook her head.

"It's just that I don't have an appetite," she said. "My heart is stuffy and I feel nauseous."

To be honest, it's not like she hasn't seen Mengsi's obscene behavior before, and she has never been really disgusted by it.

"If it's because of that bastard Mons," Draco said, "don't worry, I'll pull out his tongue if he dares to say another word."

"You?" Annie laughed, "Forget it."

In just two months, Draco's facial features opened up, and his originally exquisite appearance now looks even better. He raised his eyebrows lightly, "Are you questioning me? Mengs, you should be careful." One point, why don't I just find a place to knock him unconscious..."

"Then you will be deducted points by the dean for hurting your classmates." Annie sighed, "Don't be stupid, I have a sense of proportion."

Draco pursed his lips, lowered his head and inserted a piece of lamb chops into his mouth with a fork.

Annie didn't want to eat these meats for the time being. She squinted her eyes and looked at the long Gryffindor table. Nick, who had no head, was chatting with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. looking at the food on the plate.

Another flash of purple lightning flashed across the gloomy ceiling, the windows were rattled by the gust of wind, and the heavy rain hit the windows densely, making a crackling sound.

When dessert came, Anne had a little appetite. She picked up a piece of treacle fruit tart and ate it. Mentioned, some people laughed when he was mentioned.

"I'm really afraid that you will be silenced by Professor Snape before you become the head of the academy." Draco whispered, "Look at his expression."

"I don't dare to look." Annie turned her body to Draco's side, took a sip of pumpkin juice, and curled her lips unhappily.

"If I disappear one day, it must be because the dean boiled me into a potion and stored it away." She said seriously, "Of course, it is also possible to distribute the potion to each of you to drink, so that I can be with you forever."

Crabbe and Goyle sprayed out some cake crumbs, Blaise cleaned it up with his wand with a look of disgust, and Pansy looked pained, "You don't talk anymore... don't let my appetite go down, please? Dear Annie."

The corners of Draco's mouth twitched, and Theodore, Daphne, and Millicent sitting next to him also had weird expressions on their faces, "If that day comes... I will avenge you." Draco said seriously, "Even if he He's my godfather."

"Then you may have to leave this wonderful world before me." Annie said, "How could Professor Snape attack his best student?"

"... Let's eat." Draco lowered his head and dug a large piece of raisin pudding into his mouth, chewing hard.

After the remains of the dessert disappeared from the plate, Dumbledore stood up again to speak, the voices in the auditorium stopped, and the thunderstorm outside the window was still powerful.

"...In addition, I also regret to inform everyone that there will be no Quidditch match this year." There was silence in the auditorium, and Dumbledore continued, "Because there is an event in October that will last for a school year, occupying The energy and time of the teachers—but I believe that you will get a lot of fun from it, I officially announce that this year Hogwarts will be held—”

At this moment, several extremely fierce lightning bolts flashed across the ceiling, a deafening thunder erupted, and the door of the auditorium was slammed open.

The voice echoed in the auditorium as a man in a black traveling cloak limped towards the teaching bench, his hood removed to reveal his gray hair, and Draco gasped beside Anne.

That face seemed to be carved on a piece of rotten wood, every inch of skin was scarred, the place where the nose should be protruding was gone, the mouth was like a big crooked opening, his eyes were black and blue, and the blue one The eyes were round and kept turning—the last turn, and got into the owner's head, revealing a white eyeball.

He shook hands with Dumbledore and whispered something. The auditorium was silent, especially the Slytherin table. Some students showed fearful expressions on their faces, and Dumbledore happily broke the silence.

"Allow me to introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Moody."

Usually when a new teacher meets a student, everyone will applaud to welcome them, but now only Dumbledore and Hagrid clapped their hands a few times. They found that the applause seemed lonely in the silent auditorium, so they lowered their hands knowingly.

Moody seemed unmoved by everyone's cold reaction. He took out a curved wine bottle and took a long gulp. His round blue eyes rolled quickly, scanning the students in the auditorium.

Anne keenly sensed the stranger's probing eyes, she calmly looked up at Dumbledore on the teaching bench, he cleared his throat, "As I said just now, in October we will... "

"He's joking." Pansy's face was pale, his lips barely moved, "it's Moody..."

Blaise gently put her shoulders on her shoulders, and his expression was a little heavy.

Anne glanced at Moody, and his blue eye rolled and looked away.

"Don't worry too much." Annie said softly, "This is at school, he won't do anything."

"But Slytherin won't have a good year." Draco snorted softly beside her, "Dumbledore invited a retired Auror over...how could he not give us a blow?"

Obviously, some students also had the same idea. Anne glanced at them and found that they were the children of the family who followed Voldemort back then. Moody sent some Death Eaters to Azkaban, and they were enemies to them.

"So you'd better be quiet, and don't provoke others." Anne whispered, "I heard that Moody has been delusional in recent years, and his temper is very irritable... Don't let him see who you provoke, especially Harry. He's a teacher, and he couldn't have been easier on you."

Draco was silent for a few seconds, then nodded.

"...However, the participating schools and the Ministry of Magic unanimously decided to set an age limit for this year's competitors, and we will only consider applicants who are 17 years old—that is, applicants over 17 years old." Dumbledore raised his voice There was a sound, because someone in the auditorium had already made angry protests, and Anne saw Darryl making an inelegant gesture towards Dumbledore from a distance.

She helplessly raised her forehead, wondering why such a thorn in the low-key Green family.

"...Therefore, if you are under the age of seventeen, I beg you not to waste your time in applying." Dumbledore glanced at the rebellious faces of Fred and George, and there was a meaningful gleam in his eyes, "Bu Sparton and Durmstrang's delegation will arrive in October and spend most of the academic year with us..."

"17 years old...then Mons will probably be pissed off." Theodore sneered, "Didn't he always want to show off?"

The sound of ping-pong-pong sounded in the auditorium, and everyone rushed out. The Slytherin students walked towards the dungeon, "What kind of person do you think the referee will be?" Blaise walked slowly behind Pansy, Odo sneered, "I hope it won't be that old Auror."

"Seventeen years old... so there is no one in Slytherin." Daphne followed, she said casually, "If Arya and Rachael can go..."

"Our other seventh graders are not bad either." A seventh grade Slytherin girl put her arms around Daphne's shoulders, "There are also sixth graders who will turn seventeen before October, but there are only two of them."

"Chief Potter, please wait!" A childish male voice sounded, and Graham trotted to Annie's side somewhat awkwardly. Pansy said dissatisfiedly, "Boy, can you understand some rules?"

"It's okay." Anne said gently, "Graham, what do you want?"

"I...I want to be the chief of the first grade." Graham blushed a little, but his tone was serious. "I practiced some spells at home before, but the effect wasn't particularly good... Do you think I can do it?"

"Believe in your abilities," said Annie. "If I say I think you can do it, will you have more confidence in yourself?"

"I will!" Graham said excitedly, "I have heard about your deeds, and I will follow in your footsteps!"

Annie coughed lightly, she nodded and said, "Well, I'm waiting for you to stand by my side one day, Graham."

They came to a stone wall, "The password is to judge the situation." Prefect Daniel said, and the entrance was revealed behind the stone wall.

Check the situation.

Anne bid farewell to her partners, and walked to the corner of the stairs in the girls' dormitory with Pansy. She glanced at the stone wall at the branch of the stairs in the girls' dormitory, lowered her eyelashes, and slightly raised the corners of her mouth. Pansy whispered in front of her. Saying things like "You're so charming" and "He's only in first grade".

Annie couldn't hold back, and knocked on her head.

"What are you doing?" Pansy dissatisfied, "Let me tell you, don't look for someone so young when looking for a dance partner."

"I don't want it, I'll leave it to you." Annie took off her school robe and threw it on the mahogany support beside her. "I don't like anyone younger than me."

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The author has something to say:

A certain Chen packed up his things yesterday

I found several handwritten novels in notebooks, endured the embarrassment and read them, and then fell into deep thought.

The keywords that appear the most are "evil smile", "smile with lips wiped", "three points of ridicule, three points of contempt and four points of indifference" and all kinds of incredible plots such as blind eyes, broken legs and crematoriums. Over H text...

I also found a fanfic about the original heroine and Hui Yuanai, all kinds of Mary Su couldn't bear to look directly...

Is this my writing talent five or six years ago?

The delay in throwing away may be because they are afraid of being found by the garbage collectors, so Chen, who came back again, destroyed them~

Hi Dapuben~~~

感谢在2021-07-0812:53:24~2021-07-1013:23:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!