[Zhongyingmei] Miss Luck

Recently, the magic world is really not calm, not to mention the turbulent undercurrent in private, and the rumors about the life experience of the youngest son of the Malfoy family have not subsided.Coupled with the Compound Potion incident and today's anonymous letter, Hermione has reason to believe that these are by no means simple and scattered incidents.

But it was the officials of the Ministry of Magic who needed the main force for this. Winnie only gave a verbal promise that she would definitely help where she was needed.And Hermione is also very familiar with mutually beneficial cooperation methods after being immersed in intrigue for a long time. She signed Winnie's pass to and from the UK and the US with a big wave of her hand, as a small gift to show her favor.

After the people left, Strange grinned and said with a sneer: "This Minister of Magic is quite powerful."

"She and Potter were both in the same class as Draco. At that time, Hermione Granger was a well-known top student in Hogwarts. The kind that Draco couldn't keep up with."

Winnie's impression of Hermione was the same as the message revealed in her words, she was still in her school days.She still called her Ms. Weasley in front of Hermione, but Winnie was actually more used to calling her Granger.

Strange remembered that Winnie once said that she had good grades in school, and now he wanted to tease her, and asked with a narrow smile in his eyes: "Oh? Are you not as good as that one? "

Winnie choked.Although it made Winnie feel very reluctant to admit being compared in front of Stephen, it was the truth, and she nodded sullenly with a puffy face.

Winnie felt that if she was a master of learning, then Hermione Granger would be a god of learning.

Strange was fascinated by the little expression on Winnie's face, and felt that the humanoid version of Xiaoying was vividly in front of his eyes.He couldn't help rubbing the top of Winnie's head, and said with a smile, "Stupid or not."

Winnie glared back at Strange angrily.Don't think she didn't see that it was no different from the way he rubbed the cat!

She confessed the truth depressingly, but the person who asked the question said she was stupid. Winnie felt that it was a deep mockery. Even Stephen couldn't forgive this point.

Strange felt that he sometimes had a bit of a naughty taste, and liked to see Winnie's bright eyes when she was annoyed.He took a sip of the black tea in the cup, and added when Winnie was upset: "Become an Animagus? It won't really blow your hair."

When Winnie heard this, she felt that if she was really in the form of an Animagus now, the fluff would be doubled.

Strange saw her being covered with messy hair after he rubbed it, and imagined how similar it really was.After Strange laughed, he reached out to straighten Winnie's hair.

"Okay, it's okay, don't be angry." He pushed Winnie's hair behind her ears, and pinched her exposed ears, "I'm joking with you, can't you hear it?"

Strange coaxed with a mocking smile.I don't know whether to laugh or sigh, Winnie really can't hear the joke.

Winnie blushed a little after hearing this, but she still had a bit of a stubborn mouth: "I'm just pretending to be angry, and I'm joking with you, can't you see it?"

Strange couldn't tell that it was Winnie. She raised her eyebrows stiffly, and raised the corners of her mouth at her with a half-smile: "Winnie, you're not timid?"

After speaking, he scratched Winnie's waist with his hand.Strange shot very quickly, and Winnie was unprepared and gently scratched her lower back. She herself was very ticklish, and immediately curled up laughing and collapsed on the sofa.

"Don't come! Stephen is ticklish!"

Strange ignored Winnie's begging for mercy, raised one eyebrow, continued to scratch her waist with a smirk.The teacups in the hands of the two people took off one after another, but they floated steadily in mid-air, and the black tea inside did not spill out at all.

Winnie was out of breath laughing, and her originally fair cheeks suddenly became rosy.Strange put one hand next to Winnie's ear and knelt with his knees apart on either side of her body, not really putting his weight on her.However, such an intimate posture with a sense of confinement made Winnie feel as if there was nowhere to escape.In the back, Strange stopped scratching her waist, and Winnie couldn't stop laughing because she was afraid of tickle.

"Pfft." Strange put his hands on both sides of Winnie's head, seeing her blushing from smiling, he sneered, "I didn't know you were so ticklish."

Normally, Winnie would have refuted it unconvinced, but at this moment she laughed so hard that she couldn't say a word.Seeing her ticklish like this, Strange found it both novel and funny, and reached out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Winnie's eyes.

"Okay, I won't scratch you anymore. Miss Winnie, take a breath."

Seeing Winnie laughing like this, Strange was really afraid that she would end up laughing.

He only wiped away the tears from one side of Winnie's eyes, and Winnie looked at Strange above her through the misty mist in her eyes, and felt that the man's handsome facial features were a bit unreal. .Strange lowered his head, seeing Winnie's appearance, his heart moved, he lowered his head and wanted to kiss her.

The old Patriarch, who had been being ignored for a long time and had been enduring it, felt his head and the back of his clenched teeth ache, and said sinisterly, "Are you thinking that I don't exist?!"

Winnie was startled when she heard her grandfather's sneer.

"Cough cough cough-"

With a shake of her hand, she pushed Stephen away from her and sat up. The sitting posture was as perfect as the standard required by the old Patriarch when he personally supervised him.

The saucer and teacup floating in the air crashed onto the soft floor and rolled several times.

Strange took a look at Winnie's upright sitting, and faced the oppressive gaze of the old Patriarch not far in front, he really wanted to sigh tiredly.He should learn the lesson from last time, and he must remember to beware of magical portraits in the wizarding world.

Also, he should take back what he said not long ago.Where is the old owner finally accepted him, from the original "guest" to one of his own.This is not the way to treat one's own people, this is obviously to treat the enemy!

Afterwards, the two of them finished their lunch under the super-low-pressure gaze of the old owner, and Winnie pulled Strange hurriedly to Malfoy Manor.

But facing the old man, he had to find a fairly high-sounding excuse: to discuss today's matter with Malfoy.

Winnie stepped out of the fireplace, straightened her clothes with Strange, who was one step ahead of her, and said with pursed lips, "Stephen, grandpa didn't specifically target you..."

Winnie was afraid that an arrogant person like Stephen would be dissatisfied with her grandfather's picky attitude, so she couldn't help explaining to him.Strange chuckled: "Ordinary people will think so even more after hearing you say that."

Winnie choked after hearing this, and glared at him angrily: "You're going to say that I can't speak again."

Strange, who was more than half a head taller than her, had a more obvious smile, and scratched her nose with the advantage of his height: "Tell me the truth."

Draco, who came down the stairs, led Astoria on the last few steps and cleared his throat, lest the two of them be blinded by the show of affection in their own home.

"Winnie, the fireplace in Malfoy's house is quite clean. I don't think you need to pat the dust that doesn't exist on the hem of your clothes."

Saying that, Draco raised his chin.

Winnie glanced at the spacious and clean fireplace built by Malfoy's house, and felt that Draco was telling the truth.She snorted and agreed with the other party's point of view, but she didn't explain her behavior of taking pictures of the whole dress just now.

Compared with her husband's concern about whether the fireplace in Malfoy's house is the cleanest and cleanest in the wizarding world, here in Astoria, giving a friend a warm and intimate hug is the most important thing.

Astoria let go of Draco's hand, and walked down the stairs, even ignoring Draco's incredulous and gloomy eyes behind him, and met Winnie who was in front of the fireplace in the living room .

"Oh, my dear little wave Winnie, even though we just met yesterday, I'm still very happy." Compared with the average Slytherin, Astoria's mouth was straightforward and sweet The intimate words popped out one after another without repetition.This tone of voice, Wen Ni had long been immune to the sweet talk of this blond beauty with dimples six years later, she stretched out her hand and pushed her a few seconds after Astoria hugged her.

"Leah, next time you can say less of these sweet talk."

"Oh, that's not right, I'm going to say it."

Astoria let go of Winnie's hand, and went back to Draco who came down to hold his hand again. The smile on Winnie was seven points elegant and gentle, and three points smug.

The two men on the side declined to comment on the interaction between the two women.Draco slightly bent his mouth, and said hello to Strange, who had often visited Malfoy Manor recently, and his relationship had improved qualitatively.

"Good afternoon, Strange. It seems that yesterday's incident has made new progress?"

Strange smiled and tilted his head: "No wonder Winnie often said that the Malfoys are quite smart."

The smile on the corner of Draco's mouth also deepened slightly, but he accepted the compliment without reservation: "It's natural."

Winnie, who was the only one present who didn't like polite words and was often told that she didn't know the art of speaking, felt that she was tired of seeing the remaining three people who were full of beautiful words.

Draco summoned the house-elves from their manor to serve an English afternoon tea that was plenty for four.While sipping the mellow and delicious Ceylon black tea from Malfoy Manor, Winnie told the two Malfoys about Hermione and Harry coming to Stuart Manor in the morning.

After hearing Hermione's intentions and actions, Draco sneered, and said, "Only a brain like that woman can figure it out, and that idiot Potter alone can't do it."

Winnie sensibly did not answer this sentence that he didn't know how to answer, and let Draco vent the insignificant "little friction" in his student days through merciless words, skipping the current topic and continuing: "The last time when Leah was still sick, you told me that the wizarding world was going to be uneasy when I came here. Do you think it has something to do with it?"

It could be said that this was the result of Winnie's whim, but when she thought about it carefully, she felt that it was not impossible.Draco was obviously stunned for a second or two when he heard it, and then he looked at Winnie twice with his ambiguous gaze, and said, "If this is the case, this trouble is really a big trouble... Maybe it has something to do with the Dark Lord."

The last time they talked about it, Astoria was bedridden and Strange was in New York.Draco felt that the two incidents against his son Scorpius and his wife were probably caused by the defection of the Malfoy family during the war. When he told Winnie this inner speculation, it caused Winnie Ni quite a reaction.It's the same this time.

Winnie is still very sensitive to the three words "Dark Lord".

Even though she herself is willing to remove the old scars on her heart to prove that she has let go and is determined to face the past, it doesn't mean that she can keep her heart still.

Fortunately, this time she has two more people around her who can understand her emotions and take her to heart.Strange took Winnie's hand and firmly held her slender fingers in his palm, telling her that he was by her side.

Winnie frowned, and then loosened her brows. The fist held in the palm of her hand moved slightly. After sensing the warm and generous temperature of Stephen's palm, she relaxed and stopped the confirmation movement.Seeing Astoria's faintly caring eyes on her, Winnie raised the corner of her mouth and smiled at her, indicating that she was fine now.

Feeling the slight movement of his fist in his palm, Strange wrapped it tighter without leaving a single gap.

The movement of clasping hands between the two was not subtle, and of course it would not be ignored by Draco and the others.This seems to prove from the side that the two people have finally talked about their established relationship, and Draco and Astoria are really happy to see it come to fruition at this time.Especially Astoria, she smiled reassuringly.

"By the way, I met Selwyn when Stephen and I went to St. Mungo's last time. Is he the one who killed Astoria by drinking Polyjuice Potion and pretending to be a therapist?"

Draco nodded.But judging from his frown, he not only hated fake people, but also didn't like Selwyn.The reason is naturally that Selwyn's family is an unswerving Dark Lord's faction, and he still hates the last behavior of the Malfoy family's defection, and has been looking for an opportunity to bite off a piece of meat.

Seeing Winnie ask this question, Draco realized after a few seconds that Selwyn had taunted and bullied Winnie when he was at school, so he comforted him: "Fortunately, you don't have to go to St. Mungo's in the end." Otherwise, even if St. Mungo's is an absolutely neutral place, Selwyn will find an opportunity to vent his recent dissatisfaction on you."

Winnie hummed, and they skipped the subject.

Draco looked back and forth between the two, and asked, "Then what are you going to do next?"

Strange stroked the cloak that was stretched behind him, and said, "We plan to go back to New York first. The Ministry of Magic asked us not to show up. When the other party can't bear it, we will naturally make the next move." They spent more time on vacation at the Stuart Manor than originally expected. Karma Taj and the Temple still needed leaders to sit in the town. After discussing with Winnie, Strange decided to say goodbye to Draco and the others today. Just go back to Manhattan.

Draco pondered for a moment, nodded, and felt that this was a good idea, but he still reminded the two people: "Since that photo can capture Stephen in the United States, it means that this person can either go there, or There are helpers in the United States, and you better be careful."

Astoria pulled Winnie aside, pointed to Strange who was talking to Draco, and asked, "So you are together now?"

When she asked, Winnie realized that she had never admitted this matter to her friend.The two got together so quickly and so naturally that Winnie almost forgot that there was a change in the middle.She shifted her gaze embarrassingly, and nodded in acknowledgment.

"um, yes."

Winnie originally thought that Astoria would complain to her because of her concealment, but Astoria just pondered for a while and said with emotion: "I never thought that you like this type."

Strange never hides the sharpness of his character, although these sharpness does not affect him as an attractive person, but Astoria never thought that Winnie would fall in love with such a character .Even after seeing Strange's sometimes poisonous tongue, Astoria couldn't help but compare him with the former dean of his own courtyard... Although there is no similarity in appearance, certain aspects of personality In terms of it is really similar.

Astoria shuddered violently.

Is it because of idolatry? !

If Winnie knew what was going on in Astoria's mind, she would probably shake her head vigorously to see if it was full of achnatherum.She's not an M, she's looking for a lover and even someone with a bad mouth.

While they were chatting, Scorpius, who had finished his homework upstairs, came downstairs. When he saw that there were two more guests in the house, his small face froze for a moment, and the expression on his face soon showed a bit of reserved joy.

He went to his parents and said hello to Winnie and Strange next to them.

"good afternoon."

Winnie hadn't seen the well-behaved and sensible Scorpius for a long time, and the smile on her face was even brighter.She remembered that when she usually came to Malfoy Manor, she would always prepare a special gift for Scorpius, but today she didn't have a gift, and her eyes were a little more apologetic: "Scorpius, I think this time the gift will be different from the Next time merged together."

Scorpius is not a child who always asks for gifts, but he likes the gadgets that Winnie gives him every time in his heart. The two adults did not intend to let Scorpius grow into a tactful accident in childhood character, so Scorpius nodded shyly at Winnie's words.

"It's okay, Aunt Winnie, you can save these for my birthday next month. Will you come? I really hope you will appear at the birthday party then." In order to strengthen his persuasion, Scorpius raised his head Glancing at his parents, he added, "My parents must think so too."

Cloak's excitement reached its peak after seeing Scorpius. After all, the beauties of a family of three standing together are extraordinary lethal to face control.But it was probably the last time its excitement frightened the young Scorpius. This time the cloak stayed behind Strange obediently, only the corners "dishonestly" extended infinitely to Scorpius's Shaking in front of him.

"It wants to shake your hand, Mr. Little."

Strange twitched the corners of his mouth, he was too lazy to laugh at his extremely cloaked face.

It was the first time that Scorpius had a close look at this strange cloak that seemed to have a mind of its own. After hearing Strange's explanation, he hesitated for a moment, and stretched out his hand to hold the cloak.

Scorpius' friendly kindness made the cloak happily twirling around, and suddenly he got carried away and surrounded Scorpius and took him to experience the feeling of being able to fly [-] to [-] centimeters without a flying broom toy.

"Ah!" Scorpius yelled shortly at the beginning, and when he found out that he could float in mid-air with his feet on the ground, his surprise turned into joy and excitement. He touched the magic floating cloak and said with a smile: " Thank you cloak."

Strange frowned and smiled.

"Scorpius is very gentle."

The two parents of the child were also startled at first, but they were relieved when they saw that the cloak was very well-proportioned. Draco took a look at the cloak, and complimented the supreme mage, "The mage's things are really amazing."

With this magical cloak at the fore, it should come as no surprise that there is a time-reversing artifact.

The pair returned to the New York Temple, Strange's residence in Manhattan.Not long after arriving, Strange received a message from Hawkeye:

[Dude, I hope you'll give me a call when you get back from the signal-blocking wizarding world. ]

After seeing such a message, Strange knew that something was up with the Avengers.He immediately called back the missed call from Hawkeye, and after waiting for two or three seconds, the call was connected.

"You're finally back in New York, Archmage, thank God."

Strange looked at Winnie in front of him, smiled at her, and asked the other end of the phone, "What happened?"

"Please find someone, otherwise Stark and the captain will almost tear down the building, and I will hang up first! Come here quickly, and the fight will start again!"

Strange looked at the hung up phone and thought silently, what's wrong with Fulian Building being demolished by himself every two days.

"Winnie, I'm going to the Reunion Building." Strange turned back and said to Winnie. When he saw the worried look on her face, Strange smiled at her comfortingly, "Good girl , it's nothing, they want to find someone. Do you go back to the flower shop first or something? Call after the end. Let's have dinner together in the evening?"

"I'll go to the flower shop first."

Winnie thought for a while and said.

"Okay, see you later."

Strange straightened up after imprinting a light kiss on Winnie's lips, his slender and unscarred hands drew a passage across space to the Avengers Building.

After Strange left, Winnie went to her flower shop.After unlocking the closed door of the flower shop, Winnie opened the glass door and walked into the flower shop.

Most of the flowers in the house were a little wilted, and they all drooped their heads, which made Winnie feel a little pity.She never thought that she would stay in the UK for so long at first, and she didn't take any protective measures for these flowers before leaving.Winnie frowned depressingly, and planned to take out cleaning tools from the inner compartment, and get rid of some flowers that could not regain their energy.

When she walked to the compartment and just pushed the door open, the person who had been hiding inside quickly reached out to her neck.With sharp eyes and quick hands, Winnie pulled the door back to block it, and quickly took out her wand and cast a leg-locking spell on the opponent.The opponent was very agile, and he dodged half of his body. The spell Winnie fired only made one of his legs freeze.

The other party was obviously stunned for a moment, and looked at Winnie and the wand in her hand with surprised and puzzled eyes through the long, greasy hair that hadn't been washed for several days.

Winnie stared at him closely with her wand raised, and asked sharply, "Who are you?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed that the other party had only one hand, and the other sleeve was empty under the short-sleeved blouse.

The author has something to say: I didn't expect everyone's enthusiasm for martial arts to be so high!Kai Sen!I will put it here when I open the copywriting later~ When the time comes, ask for a favorite? W This article is not finished so quickly, there are still about [-] to [-].

I've been too busy lately with a lot of school things... I haven't been diligent enough to update _(:з」∠)_ I plan to turn on the late night mode recently to update at night.