[HP] Disappearing Cat Raccoon

What is the first project? Everyone wanted to know, Harry wanted to know, and I didn't want to know anything.

Because I know everything.

Being said "Come on Irina" or "Come on Evans" every day on the way to class is enough to give me a social panic - I'd rather have them tell me "You have a hard problem Irina" or "Come on Evans" Can I kill you" or something like that...

"So what is your state of mind?"

Lilia complained beside me, and quickly wrote various exercises with me in the library: "I have never seen such a poor hero as you."

"Speaking of the brave, rather than the setting of the brave village girl, I personally prefer the CP model of the brave and the devil living happily together at the end."

I grunted, flipped my hands quickly to the book I wanted to read, copied down a quote, threw out a long analysis, and closed the paragraph: "Linda has been with Viktor on Quidditch. After three fights, you told me that this is the beginning of love?"

"..."

"I can understand why Mikhail and I said that your divination is absolutely correct."

I dug a hole deeply for my little friend - anyway, Mikhail's original words are "as long as Lilia makes a similar conclusion about the future, it is absolutely correct as long as it is reversed".

The only thing to be listening to is Lilia's reasoning about herself and Mikhail, what else?

hehe.

"What are you talking about?"

Facts have proved that no matter which country in the world, saying Cao Cao Cao Cao will always be an absolutely effective word.

I raised my head and watched the gloomy international superstar pouted to the side: "Sit down, big star, Mrs. Pins will help you get your fans away."

Hermione sat next to me with a slight dissatisfaction, but still made room for him. Lilia finished writing the translation of the ancient rune that she had in hand, and her voice lowered a lot: "Didn't you see that this is a girls' party, Viktor."

"I'd rather be classified as a girl by you."

This life without love... I sighed in my heart, feeling that being a star is really pitiful.

"If I knew I wouldn't vote by name, **** Karkaroff."

"If you scold him again, he's also the principal, why don't you think about how to win against Irina."

"Then I might as well choose to abstain."

The dejected words made the three of us embarrassed. Speaking of it in Durmstrang, Lilia told me and Hermione that the classmates are basically more casual to Viktor classmates. It's a more ordinary attitude, but others are... very fan mentality. I thought it would be better to come to the UK, but I never expected...

"Don't you have him as an opponent?"

For example, two of my friends are muttering every day about how to hold an inter-school Quidditch friendly match to kill Viktor: "And not everyone has such a big love for Quidditch."

"Little Hermione, you don't understand this. Do you know what it means to get the moon first? It's better to do it first, and then it hurts."

"I only know that rabbits don't eat grass at the edge of the nest."

Wait, Hermione, you've scolded yourself in those words, you know?

I smirked and didn't speak, Hermione coughed and found that this sentence was indeed a bit too lethal, and apologized to Viktor with a blushing face. Viktor waved his hand indifferently, and instead took a book about transfiguration from Hermione.

Lilia stabbed me secretly, and as soon as she got to my ear, I felt something was wrong, and when I turned my head, I saw Mikhail who was hiding behind the bookshelf and looking at me like fire.

Oh my god, this wife-guardian madman won't think Lilia wants to kiss me! It's **** hard to communicate with girls these days.

I pulled out a book angrily, stood up and walked over to the bookshelf, snorted when I saw Mikhail's shocked expression, put the book back and pulled out my wand.

"Take back your thoughts, or my mother will elope with Lilia!"

"Irina, you can't do this!"

"Then what do you want?"

"..."

After teaching this furry bear, I sat back at the table with a refreshing feeling, and laughed directly when I heard Hermione and Lilia couldn't help laughing. While laughing and writing the question, classmate Viktor looked at what Hermione was writing for a while, and seeing that she had some difficulty, she simply solved the answer and handed her a note. After taking a look at my homework, I stood up silently, looking at me and Lilia with a very complicated look before leaving.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just feel that sitting with you, there is always a feeling that you despise my IQ."

Hermione took the note and wanted to ask related questions, but when she heard this, she laughed and lay on the table, and waited until Viktor left before recovering: "I'm sorry, I used to think he would only Playing Quidditch. Irina, look at this, the explanation is so straightforward, but I've been stuck for a day."

"Actually, Viktor's spells and transformations are pretty good, and that's why you happened to meet transformation. I guess he wanted to show us a show, but we were writing..."

Who knows what this sentence means, maybe the author just wanted to sigh about the ancient rune that the weather was really good [deep.

The joyful routine is always very fast. When Harry came to me with the Invisibility Cloak and went to see the fire dragon with me, I only let him wear it, and then gave myself a disillusionment spell.

"Cool, what is this?"

"Illusory body spell, you can learn it when you reach the sixth grade."

My Disillusionment Charm isn't particularly good, but it's fine for fooling around now. When I saw the fire dragon spewing flames into the sky, I patted Harry on the shoulder: "What do you want to do? It's easy to deal with fire dragons, and the eye spell is good, but it's impossible for us to hurt fire dragons in this game. of."

"I don't know, maybe..."

Harry seemed to tilt his head: "Can you fly?"

"Flying Spell...or Flying Spell to get your Firebolt Arrows?"

"Good idea, what about Irina?"

"Transfiguration, just direct his attention to other areas."

"Not bad."

Harry and I sneaked back from the Forbidden Forest again, during which I shoved the Marauder's map to him: "When I'm using this thing, I solemnly swear that I won't do good things, and when it's over, I'll say a prank. Use it, I don't need it anymore."

"Why don't you need this, Irina?"

"I have other uses."

For example, the $49.99 one bought at Universal Studios is expensive.

By the time I got back to the Hufflepuff common room, there was no one there, but unfortunately I couldn't sleep today, and it wasn't much fun to play wizard chess with myself. Harry has gone to Gryffindor, and there is nothing to stay up late to study...

I walked slowly back to the dormitory, and since I became a prefect after the sixth grade, I was given the rare opportunity to get a single room—but the room was okay, mostly with a private bathroom.

Sitting on the four-poster bed, I took out the double-sided mirror from the drawer next to it, stroked the silver edge and tapped it twice.

What appeared in the mirror was my face—a face that was closer to my 21-year-old appearance. I've changed a lot since I was young, and I feel like I'm not alone when I look at the photos. After coming here... the change is not that big.

The originally bright red hair became a little darker, and then the facial features grew a little more, and disappeared.

I would love to say that I still prefer my black hair, but if I want to dye it, it hurts my hair and doesn't move. There's not much else to say, anyway, it's that kind of feeling that "you should be born like this".

No problem.

Just when I was about to put the mirror back, suddenly the mirror blurred a bit, and a face that I was very familiar with appeared, so scared that I directly buttoned the mirror upside down on the bed sheet.

I haven't slept yet at two o'clock in the morning, are my feelings cultivating immortals?

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I'm very sorry I missed a chapter yesterday, I read this chapter yesterday, I'm very, very sorry

Two chapters will be updated at 9:30 today, please understand