[HP] Neko who disappeared

Fudge was impeached and stepped down.Scrimgeour takes the stage, Rita Skeeter explodes --

"You say Rita is bad, don't you?"

Eating the last breakfast of this semester, Cedric was speechless after listening to my words: "She still works for you."

"What is 'he'sback, he'sgone'? Although this title is very cool, it is also a bit too old-fashioned. Also, I used my magic recorder to record the moment when Voldemort dissipated, which was super cool, and I It's a pity that I didn't get the Pulitzer."

"Pulitzer..."

As a mixed race, Alice twitched the corners of her mouth, and then lightly kicked my calf: "Linda hasn't talked to you yet?"

"..."

I sighed deeply. It wouldn't be a bottle of orange juice this time, but at least a Yorkshire steak.

Harry's affairs are buzzing, but my side is quiet as a chicken.Although many people have guessed something, I just held on and didn't say anything.Linda later learned a little bit and called me not a friend, not because she felt deceived, but because——

"If you didn't tell her such a dangerous thing, she would indeed be angry."

"Then why isn't Cedric angry?"

"Maybe it's because I have a high IQ?"

"..."

I looked at Linda behind Cedric and lit a candle for my dear friend.

All in all, Voldemort was defeated, Fudge stepped down, everything was fine, and everyone was finally able to return to normal school life.Of course sometimes I'm a little bit taken aback because Ronnie's gone.But everything is not over yet - the trial of the Death Eaters inexplicably started to fight in the newspapers, all kinds of evil winds began to blow, after the end of the course and the so-called Triwizard Tournament, Harry and I each paid a thousand plus Long threw it to the Weasley twins, playing games in Grimmauld Place.Sirius didn't have a good rest throughout the summer vacation, and he came and went in such a hurry that people didn't know what he was doing.

"But Regulus has a portrait, which is great."

"It's really good, but Regulus, can you stop running into the landscape painting behind us and sit and watch us play games?"

Grimmauld Place has become more casual, and it doesn't look like the mansion it used to be.There were cushions all over the floor, and in the living room there was a video game console that Harry and I had begged to get back.In the landscape painting behind is a slightly melancholy but very handsome young man, watching us play Super Mario intently.

"Oh, let me watch it for a while, this game is really fun, I want to play too...Mom, why are you here!"

"Because it looks like fun."

"..."

Hello!Where did those traitor bastards before you go!

Harry and I choked for a moment and suddenly didn't know what to do, then Harry dropped the controller and went out to meet Hermione.

"Poor Irina, you can't even date. Sirius didn't pay much attention to girls before, and even more so now."

"Sirius is too busy, but busy proving his strength."

I feel like veins are popping out of my temples. If it wasn't for the wrong environment, I would really shout mmp.Especially Mrs. Black, when did she become so gossip and interested in games!I'm afraid it's not a fake Mrs. Black!

"I'm dead and still worry about what to do so much." Mrs. Black curled her lips in a particularly inelegant manner: "And there is no one in the Black family, so what's the use of being elegant."

"Mom, Sirius and Irina may be able to..."

"Don't mention that Nizi whose name is not on the genealogy, it's boring."

"..."

I'm applying to return to the Leaky Cauldron to inherit John's estate, thank you!

But these can be regarded as good-natured teasing or something else, I will spend another year at Hogwarts and get a bunch of high-level wizarding certificates, then I can clap my hands to take Professor Binns' class and face a group of little kids Headache and brain swelling.Honestly, I was pretty happy until I got the Head Girl badge and Harry got the Gryffindor Quidditch captain—

Then our Defense Against the Dark Arts is Umbridge the Old Witch.

Day dog... oh I can't say that, it's too ambiguous.

I briefly spoke to a group of prefects on the train. I looked at Master Ron and Hermione Ma, and my heart was not fluctuating: "Everyone should know what happened. The Dark Mark appeared at Hogwarts. Voldemort I don’t know whether he is really dead or not, and I can tell everyone in advance.”

"Our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is a Ministry of Magic, official."

Cedric is the head of the male student—seriously, the head of the student union is taken over by our Hufflepuffs.

"Be careful, otherwise, you two Slytherins."

I nodded towards Daphne Greengrass and Draco Malfoy, the sixth-year prefects don't need to say much to understand, but for this batch of fifth-year...

"You will encounter the OWLs exam soon. If the things she taught this year are a bunch of shit, don't worry about it. Learn from your own. If you can't do it, just brush the questions."

"..."

"Ahem, I'm sorry, my topic is very specific... I won't talk about it. Slytherins, please be more careful."

"why?"

The Ravenclaw prefect looked at me curiously: "Why Slytherin..."

Over the years, the prejudice against Slytherin in the school has not completely disappeared, but it has improved a lot, and even occasionally Gryffindor and Slytherin can be seen shoulder to shoulder.I smiled at her, and the two thoughtfully nodded: "I know Evans."

"If she comes to you and asks you to do something for her, agree to her."

"We'll do the same if we don't say so."

"very good."

After letting these prefects go, Cedric and I breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a more violent storm.The storm didn't come from anywhere else, not even from saying that the Ministry of Magic was going to take over Umbridge at Hogwarts, but from Rita shutting up and focusing on writing Voldemort's biography - God knows why she wrote Voldemort's biography —The Daily Prophet is gone.

"No one is more familiar with the control of speech than I am. Rita was given a gag order and then transferred away. I am not surprised that the Daily Prophet will have any slapstick operations in the future."

I stretched out my hand to take this copy of the Daily Prophet, and looked at the report above with a sneer: "Isn't that, you're here to seek death."

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I'm going to start Black Bella, the kind that will never be reborn.It is recommended to order a fork with Bella powder