[HP] Tsundere from afar

After Ruth explained everything to me, my heart still wasn't working properly.

"I can't watch a little wizard alone, that's all." Ruth explained a little bluntly.

"But you didn't help us in the past few years."

"I only felt the magic fluctuations on your body a few days ago." Ruth looked at me a little stiffly: "Has anything special happened to you these days?"

"...Does it count if you fly when you are dreaming?" I recalled the thing that was about to be forgotten in my life.

"This means that you are a young wizard with a healthy development of magic power." Old man Russ tapped the teapot on the table with his wand again, the teapot lifted up steadily and poured the tea into the teacup in front of me, no more, no less Exactly half a cup.

"Since you don't have a guardian now, I can stop taking care of your daily life." Ruth directed the teapot and poured himself a cup, "The first thing is that you are not in good health now, God knows you followed that pile of Muggles What unhealthy food did you eat as a child!"

His brows were furrowed, his sexy beard was stirred by his exhaled breath, and there was an emotion close to disgust in his eyes, as if he was questioning whether what I had eaten was food.

And I pretended not to pay attention to his expression, and continued to repeat the question I wanted to know: "Then since you are a wizard, you must have a way to save Gary and the others."

"Wizards can't directly intervene in the affairs of the Muggle world." Ruth became a little mean in my eyes.

Although I can only admit that maybe what he said is true, but Gary and the others are such a vivid and indispensable part of my memory. I almost burst into tears when I can’t find Gary..."However, they must won't die." Ruth patted my shoulder, trying to comfort me.

"They may be bought and sold by other people to work in other countries, or they may grow up in an orphanage. I think you can grow up and find your friends."

I bet what Ruth said was very reasonable. I was at a loss and picked up the cup in front of me. The hot tea smell seemed to suppress my sobs. I raised my head and drank the cup heroically.

Successfully saw Ruth hold the teapot and hesitate to speak, as if he was drinking my bath water.

I plan to study hard and eat poor old Ruth every day, strive to grow up, and then go to save Princess Gary who may be being persecuted by witches.

Thinking of this, I feel Harry again.Maybe Potter's world is not so bad, as long as you stay away from Voldemort, everything is fine, isn't it?

……

Ruth is a student who graduated from Hogwarts' Ravenclaw College, but I think he is very far away from his student days, although his look of nostalgia for Hogwarts is very moving, as if there Like his mother's placenta.

Ruth and I introduced myself as a three-none girl with no household registration, no parents, and no age. The name was given by Gary.Even so, Russ is still very happy to raise me. I think it has something to do with my natural beauty. Maybe Russ wants to declare that I am his granddaughter. He must be very happy to have such a beautiful granddaughter. Let everyone envy his good genes.

Because one of his major culprits is being unmarried, if I spit out his marital status, he will give me tasteless dry bread tonight.

I have to say that his method of dealing with me is really simple, rude and temporary.

After Russ and I spent the first year in peace, this old Ravenclaw finally thought about my residence registration. He stroked his sexy beard and told me that he planned to take me to the Ministry of Magic to adopt me today.

Then I said, haven't you raised me for a long time?

Ruth said that it is a pity that I am a black household. If there is no corresponding household registration, I can only be regarded as a house elf in Ruth's house.

I shrugged and said Ruth you're so poor you can't have house-elves.

Then Ruth brought me a fuchsia.

I tried not to roll my eyes and told Ruth about his child abuse.

He tipped me back 10 minutes later, thank goodness Shemelin!

Half an hour later, Russ and I landed from an inconspicuous telephone booth to the busy Ministry of Magic. I suspect that the population of wizards is so large that even London Bridge could collapse.While I was opening my mouth, Russ took me to the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters.

"The Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters can deal with the problems of the Muggle world. We need their help to give you an accurate identity." Russ pulled me forward while nodding to the wizards passing by.

In a short while, I walked to the entrance hall with the frame of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters. Although I was calm on the surface, I felt a sense of confusion in my heart that I was about to enter the police station.

When Ruth was about to go in, he found that his hand was held by another hand, so he had to look back at me dissatisfied.

"Maybe you can tell me why I can't drag your giant monster." Ruth asked seriously.

"I'm afraid to go into the police station." I stared into Ruth's brown eyes and answered his question.

After all, I have been a gangster for five years. This kind of life is like the deepest imprint on my body that I cannot ignore, including the deep shrinking and fear after seeing the administrative department.

"This is not a Muggle police station."

And Ruth pursed his lips, and hugged me into his arms and walked into the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters. The process was like a grandpa hugging a immobile granddaughter.

"Are you sure you can hold it?" I tugged at Ruth's sexy gray beard in doubt.

"I could lift a little girl like you with one hand when I was young!" Ruth glanced at me.

"But you are not young now." I laughed.

"Mocking a gentleman's age is not what a lady should do." Ruth knocked on my forehead a little helplessly: "Actually, I'm not as old as I look, Eve."

"Actually, you should be glad I didn't get fat, or your old bones would fall apart." I said to Ruth seriously.

"Do I think you can walk by yourself now?"

"Abandoning a lady is not what a gentleman should do." I said to Ruth with a smile, and moved my position in Ruth's arms.

Ruth: "..."

In fact, I am grateful to Ruth, because he can leave me to fend for myself, but after adopting me, he gave me an identity.

After the staff handed over the application form to Ruth, he asked a question that left me bewildered.

"Eve, how old are you?"

I think maybe Merlin knows this question, maybe 7 years old?

"Maybe you don't even know your birthday." He raised his gray eyebrows at me, and took out the pocket watch in his pocket to check the time: "Then allow me to put your birthday on July 1980, 7 Number."

I saw that the name column of the form says Eve.Ruth, and the age is written as 8 years old.

"You make me old." I pouted unhappily, but I had to admit that this action was childish.

On July 1988, 7, I had a fairly clear date of birth and surname in the old man Ruth's account.

"The application time is relatively long, and it should take an hour." Ruth glanced at the time dissatisfiedly. He looked at me thoughtfully and put me on a chair.

He squatted down and said, "Next I'm going to the Department of Transportation. I don't think you're going to harass the Ministry of Magic with your troll-like steps, are you?"

"..."

He got up and walked a few steps, then looked back worriedly to confirm that I was still in place: "You promise you won't run around, right?"

In fact, if Russ didn't describe my pace as a troll, I would still be willing to stay where I am. Now I don't guarantee that my troll-like feet will run around.

After watching Ruth go away with a smile, I showed the evil smile I used to have after fishing in troubled waters when I was a gangster.

Yi Gulu jumped down from the chair, ran out of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters, and impulsively ran down the stairs to the next floor, hoping to have some fun.

It's a pity that on this floor, except for the big fluorescent "Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures" sign, the walking wizards directly ignored me, a little bean sprout that hasn't bloomed yet.

Then I jumped into the stairs and planned to explore the next floor, but when I turned around and entered the stairs, I seemed to hit a hard wall, and then fell to the ground due to inertia.

I saw two platinum-blonde heads, one big and one small, hovering above my head, shaking my head, and I found that these two heads were fixed above my line of sight, obviously a pair of father and son with beautiful platinum-blonde hair.

Taking a closer look, I could faintly see the same pale skin and excellent outline of the two in the dim fluorescent flashes, as well as the hair that seemed to be made of platinum, although the little boy looked a little more Q version.

"This... Miss." The taller man stretched out his right hand, his gray-blue eyes raised a little arrogantly, I noticed that he just transferred the cane from his right hand to his left hand, a silver cane with a snake head, Undeniably gorgeous and fancy.

"I'm fine." In order to show my goodwill, I got up from the ground strong, dusted off my body, and grinned at the big and small in front of me.

I found that the big one was still holding out his hand a bit stiffly, which made me embarrassed to find out.

But I quickly grabbed the palm to express my kindness, but the man's face darkened inexplicably, he quickly pulled out the palm, and took out a clean white handkerchief from his arms and began to wipe his right hand.

I noticed another small head start to let out a mocking laugh just as he seemed to be about to say something to me.

His father stopped him first: "Draco."

The tall man glanced at my clothes meaningfully, and snorted coldly from his high nose, "I think we have other things to do."

He turned to me in an aria-like tone similar to Ruth's and said, "I believe this lady can learn the etiquette of dealing with people well, or don't stay away from her parents."

He put his stick on the ground, took another boy's hand and said to me: "Excuse me."

A proud look that doesn't want to talk to me.

I bet on an old Russ, that's Lucius.Malfoy and Draco.Malfoy.

And don't think I didn't see that skunk face at the end of little Malfoy...