Chapter 232 The So-called Fearless
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Chu Ni Fan Wan
"You see, the facts are as I said, everything is normal."
Newt looked at a large translucent silver-white bird that appeared at some point on the window sill, put his wand back in his pocket, walked to the sofa and sat down.
The big bird moved its wings slightly, and its long tail feathers fluttered as if it had a solid body.
"You're not bored enough to monitor her every move, are you?" Newt put one hand on his suitcase and the other on his knee, slightly clenched into a fist.
"Believe me, if you do this, I will leave Hogwarts immediately." His curly hair was blown by the wind from the window, covering his eyes again, "This is not a threat, it is just a violation of the My principle, it is difficult for me to force myself not to mind. You know, even the criminals in Azkaban are treated like this."
The big bird let out a cry, and Newt's tight shoulders slightly relaxed. He picked up the box with both hands and put it on his knees, and continued: "I believe in your promise. In fact, I have brought a lot of boxes that I think may be useful. Of course, I don’t want to quit halfway because of this trivial matter.”
The big bird lowered its head and pecked its feathers. Newt stared at its head, a little surprised: "The Philosopher's Stone? Didn't you say that you had already made arrangements? Oh, of course, I think Zhu's guess is very logical, except that it proves that she is indeed a smart person." Besides girls, let me be sure..."
He leaned back on the sofa slightly, narrowing his eyes as if remembering something: "A few years ago, my guess was indeed correct. There must be a big secret about her that kept her so calm. At that time, she Even younger than she is now, she has already shown a calmness beyond her peers. It seems that nothing in this world can really surprise her..."
He once told his children and grandchildren about the Philosopher's Stone as a story. Whether they believed it or not, they all showed a certain degree of surprise and yearning, but Zhu had this reaction.
This shows that she is either ignorant or fearless.
Newt believes she is the latter.
In her eyes, there is no admiration for the mysterious and ancient alchemy, nor the yearning for the secret art of immortality, and she is not afraid of some common sense omissions, and some secret things.
What kind of person is she?
"She is a student of Hogwarts. She is a mysterious and clever little girl. I am sure of this, and the others are not so important. You and I are nearly 20 times her age. I believe that your current attitude, Less wary, more akin to, curious?"
The big bird flapped its huge wings, stared deeply at him, and then flew away from the window.
For some reason, Newt saw a look in the patron saint's gaze that was deeply remembered in his soul. He remembered that Dumbledore looked at him with such eyes, and then said those words that he would never forget.
"Dark Lord or something, why can't you kill him completely?" He looked up at the ceiling with some melancholy, but a trace of bewilderment flashed in his heart.
"I always feel like I've forgotten something. Could it be that wizards in their 90s are really old?"
But in the Hogwarts restaurant, which was more than one kilometer away from the west tower, there was inexplicable commotion.
On the long Slytherin table, two well-dressed pure-blood students were dignifiedly picking at the contents of the dinner plate, causing several small snakes around them to stay three feet away from them.
One of them suddenly let out a scream: "Something, something got into my neck!"
The person opposite him stared at him twice, a little confused: "I didn't see it, hey wait... something came out of your sleeve!"
"Could it be Peeves coming again!" The little snakes next to him hid further away in fear.
"It looks much smaller than Peeves... wait, it seems to be coming here..."
"What the hell!" screamed the Slytherin at the beginning, "what is that, grab it for me, it stole my family badge! It has a precious gem on it! You can’t afford to sell it!”
The eaglets on his left looked at him in disgust, and one of the tall girls sneered, "Rozier, do you know the latest law of the Ministry of Magic? The property of the Death Eater family in Azkaban in the future The Ministry of Magic will send someone to re-account, your uncle is still squatting there, right? You don’t know if your money will be yours in the future, what’s so crazy about it.”
"Evelyn, calm down." An equally tall blond beauty put her hand on her shoulder, "You're already a prefect, why are you so irritable? If you are like this in a competition, how accurate are you?" Hit the Quaffle?"
"I see, Audrey." The girl with ponytail named Evelyn sat back in her seat angrily. Rozier, who was too angry to speak, didn't say anything.
As for Rozier's seemingly valuable gemstone badge... There is nothing Slytherin cares about about him, and the Ravenclaws can't wait to finish eating and go back to read, so they don't give him any extra looks.
There are a few lions in Gryffindor, but they don't seem to want to get involved with Slytherin, and they just look at the excitement through the long Ravenclaw table.
There were only two figures running over the long Hufflepuff table, looking around nervously, and looking hesitantly at Rozier, who had a black face and was abnormally irritable.
"Did he come here?" Sun Zhu whispered to Cedric: "He took some unused clean plates and forks from the table, and those were all gold. Have the elves counted... If you lose it, I hope you won't be punished. Hey, it's all my fault, I have to find him quickly."
Audrey saw them from a distance, and extended her hand to say hello, while Evelyn, who was sitting next to her, seemed to be in a bad mood, but still twitched at them.
Sun Zhu had no choice but to stop, nodding to them as a compliment.
They are all from the Quidditch teams of their respective colleges. Although they need to go all out for glory on the field, they are more familiar than others off the field.
"Don't worry, I did hear some movement here just now. That... little guy you mentioned, does he have a name?" Cedric said softly, "Don't blame yourself, after all, I heard that this little animal is It's hard to subdue, shall we speak to Scar... Newt?"
Sun Zhu touched the necklace on his neck, and said with a headache: "Let's find him first and then talk. If I remember correctly, his name should be Bob."
"Hey, you two!" Rozier shouted, "It's you again? What are you doing sneakily here? Did you instruct Peeves to steal my things?"
Newt looked at a large translucent silver-white bird that appeared at some point on the window sill, put his wand back in his pocket, walked to the sofa and sat down.
The big bird moved its wings slightly, and its long tail feathers fluttered as if it had a solid body.
"You're not bored enough to monitor her every move, are you?" Newt put one hand on his suitcase and the other on his knee, slightly clenched into a fist.
"Believe me, if you do this, I will leave Hogwarts immediately." His curly hair was blown by the wind from the window, covering his eyes again, "This is not a threat, it is just a violation of the My principle, it is difficult for me to force myself not to mind. You know, even the criminals in Azkaban are treated like this."
The big bird let out a cry, and Newt's tight shoulders slightly relaxed. He picked up the box with both hands and put it on his knees, and continued: "I believe in your promise. In fact, I have brought a lot of boxes that I think may be useful. Of course, I don’t want to quit halfway because of this trivial matter.”
The big bird lowered its head and pecked its feathers. Newt stared at its head, a little surprised: "The Philosopher's Stone? Didn't you say that you had already made arrangements? Oh, of course, I think Zhu's guess is very logical, except that it proves that she is indeed a smart person." Besides girls, let me be sure..."
He leaned back on the sofa slightly, narrowing his eyes as if remembering something: "A few years ago, my guess was indeed correct. There must be a big secret about her that kept her so calm. At that time, she Even younger than she is now, she has already shown a calmness beyond her peers. It seems that nothing in this world can really surprise her..."
He once told his children and grandchildren about the Philosopher's Stone as a story. Whether they believed it or not, they all showed a certain degree of surprise and yearning, but Zhu had this reaction.
This shows that she is either ignorant or fearless.
Newt believes she is the latter.
In her eyes, there is no admiration for the mysterious and ancient alchemy, nor the yearning for the secret art of immortality, and she is not afraid of some common sense omissions, and some secret things.
What kind of person is she?
"She is a student of Hogwarts. She is a mysterious and clever little girl. I am sure of this, and the others are not so important. You and I are nearly 20 times her age. I believe that your current attitude, Less wary, more akin to, curious?"
The big bird flapped its huge wings, stared deeply at him, and then flew away from the window.
For some reason, Newt saw a look in the patron saint's gaze that was deeply remembered in his soul. He remembered that Dumbledore looked at him with such eyes, and then said those words that he would never forget.
"Dark Lord or something, why can't you kill him completely?" He looked up at the ceiling with some melancholy, but a trace of bewilderment flashed in his heart.
"I always feel like I've forgotten something. Could it be that wizards in their 90s are really old?"
But in the Hogwarts restaurant, which was more than one kilometer away from the west tower, there was inexplicable commotion.
On the long Slytherin table, two well-dressed pure-blood students were dignifiedly picking at the contents of the dinner plate, causing several small snakes around them to stay three feet away from them.
One of them suddenly let out a scream: "Something, something got into my neck!"
The person opposite him stared at him twice, a little confused: "I didn't see it, hey wait... something came out of your sleeve!"
"Could it be Peeves coming again!" The little snakes next to him hid further away in fear.
"It looks much smaller than Peeves... wait, it seems to be coming here..."
"What the hell!" screamed the Slytherin at the beginning, "what is that, grab it for me, it stole my family badge! It has a precious gem on it! You can’t afford to sell it!”
The eaglets on his left looked at him in disgust, and one of the tall girls sneered, "Rozier, do you know the latest law of the Ministry of Magic? The property of the Death Eater family in Azkaban in the future The Ministry of Magic will send someone to re-account, your uncle is still squatting there, right? You don’t know if your money will be yours in the future, what’s so crazy about it.”
"Evelyn, calm down." An equally tall blond beauty put her hand on her shoulder, "You're already a prefect, why are you so irritable? If you are like this in a competition, how accurate are you?" Hit the Quaffle?"
"I see, Audrey." The girl with ponytail named Evelyn sat back in her seat angrily. Rozier, who was too angry to speak, didn't say anything.
As for Rozier's seemingly valuable gemstone badge... There is nothing Slytherin cares about about him, and the Ravenclaws can't wait to finish eating and go back to read, so they don't give him any extra looks.
There are a few lions in Gryffindor, but they don't seem to want to get involved with Slytherin, and they just look at the excitement through the long Ravenclaw table.
There were only two figures running over the long Hufflepuff table, looking around nervously, and looking hesitantly at Rozier, who had a black face and was abnormally irritable.
"Did he come here?" Sun Zhu whispered to Cedric: "He took some unused clean plates and forks from the table, and those were all gold. Have the elves counted... If you lose it, I hope you won't be punished. Hey, it's all my fault, I have to find him quickly."
Audrey saw them from a distance, and extended her hand to say hello, while Evelyn, who was sitting next to her, seemed to be in a bad mood, but still twitched at them.
Sun Zhu had no choice but to stop, nodding to them as a compliment.
They are all from the Quidditch teams of their respective colleges. Although they need to go all out for glory on the field, they are more familiar than others off the field.
"Don't worry, I did hear some movement here just now. That... little guy you mentioned, does he have a name?" Cedric said softly, "Don't blame yourself, after all, I heard that this little animal is It's hard to subdue, shall we speak to Scar... Newt?"
Sun Zhu touched the necklace on his neck, and said with a headache: "Let's find him first and then talk. If I remember correctly, his name should be Bob."
"Hey, you two!" Rozier shouted, "It's you again? What are you doing sneakily here? Did you instruct Peeves to steal my things?"
