sixth sense

Amy opened the carriage and put the ladder away, Mephistopheles stepped out first, turned around and stretched out her hand to Mori Jingyu.

Mori Jingyu would not brush Mephistopheles's kindness at such a time, and obediently took his hand. When the scarf of the top hat blocked the view of others, it also hindered her from seeing the road, not to mention that she also wore flat-bottomed boots on her feet, which would be too embarrassing if she accidentally stepped on the air and fell.

Dumbledore received them personally, and it was undeniable that Mephistopheles's appearance made his already old heart almost throb again when he was young and frivolous, but after all, he had experienced strong winds and waves, and he had an unforgettable bitter love in his heart, and he quickly recovered after a moment of distraction.

His eyes lingered on the demon dragon pulling the cart for a few seconds, and he was sure that the young man in front of him had enough hole cards, and he was not a ruthless character who could be calculated or despised by others.

"You're Dr. Mephistopheles? I'm Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, thank you for accepting my request, and welcome to Hogwarts. Is this your female companion, Miss Mori? "Dumbledore had already received the news before that, after all, it was proper etiquette to inform the host in advance of the increase in the number of guests in his entourage, so as to arrange food and lodging.

"Hello, Headmaster Dumbledore." Mephistopheles had a cold look in her eyes and an equally cold voice, clearly with no intention of continuing to talk to him.

Mori Jingyu wore an earring-shaped alchemy translator and was finally able to understand their conversation, and she nodded to Dumbledore in greeting.

Seeing that these two were not people of much talk, Dumbledore was about to welcome visitors from the other two schools, and instead asked Filch, the Hogwarts administrator behind him, to take them to the common room.

As for the other receptionist, Hagrid, his heart had been on the two mighty dragons since just now, and he was pestering Amy to ask how to take care of them, how to make them obedient, and their living habits, etc., which were extremely ferocious legendary magical creatures that he had never come into contact with! So beautiful!!

Filch couldn't wait to stick his eyes to Mephistopheles, and he swore that from this day onwards, his eyes, no, his whole person would no longer be controlled by his own brain, and Dr. Mephistopheles would dominate him like a god descending in front of him!

"Filch, Filch!" Dumbledore had to raise his voice and wake up the Administrator, who had lost his soul, "Take them to the common room to warm up." ”

"Oh, Merlin, no, I mean, yes, my...... Mr! Filch swallowed a mouthful of saliva and almost shouted "my master" to Mephistopheles, but he hurriedly changed his words when he was frozen by the cold air, but he still insisted. What Dumbledore, what Voldemort, to hell with them!

Then Filch saw a scene that broke his heart, a moment before Mephistopheles's cold and merciless gaze at everyone, when it fell on Mori Jingyu, only the warm spring after the ice and snow melted.

"Ah Jing, what's wrong?"

Mori Jingyu looked up at the sky that was gradually dyed purple by the setting sun, and could still feel the chill in the wind blowing through the light veil, and couldn't help touching his arm, and said, "October in the UK is colder than I expected. ”

"Then let's get in quickly." Mephistopheles naturally took her hand and walked into the elm gate.

“…… I don't want the clothes Amy prepared! "The style he did twice attacked our retina, and even if she didn't bring enough clothes, Miss Ben resolutely refused to become a moving luminous body!

"Don't worry." Mephistopheles put her right hand on her heart, and her beautiful voice smiled with a smile: "Of course, I have to prepare my sweetheart's clothes. ”

No, I don't want to doubt your aesthetic...... Mori Jingyu was a little moved, a little speechless, Mephistopheles himself was good enough to overshadow any decoration, but please note that the clothes he wore were plain in color, and the shapes, sizes, and quantities of gems adorned on them were not simple at all.

So, the demon's style is really hard to look at! It's not just Amy, dear!

Walking into the common room prepared for them at Hogwarts, Mori Jingyu made sure that the castle was still clean, and temporarily believed that the wizard was not as unhygienic as she thought. It happened that there was a mirror in the room, so he took off his top hat and re-combed his hair.

It's a pity that makeup artists dress her up on weekdays, and Sen Jingyu can only comb the simplest hairstyle, and first tie a ponytail for herself, feeling that it doesn't match the clothes, so she spreads out again, frowning and thinking about how to tidy up. She admired Mephistopheles' black hair and didn't like to wear her hair out.

Mephistopheles took the comb and twisted her hair into layers, each of which was held in place by a large white gold hairpin set with gemstones of different colors, with a blue silk bow tied at the end and a long tassel of gold thread falling from it.

"It's too luxurious." The corners of Sen Jingyu's mouth twitched, and she felt that her head was at least ten pounds heavier. Well, that's her delusion, in fact, except for the hair, the ornaments made by Mephistopheles have a magical power that won't burden her at all.

"It's beautiful." Fingers rolled up a strand of hanging hair and handed it to his lips, and he said as if sighing, "My Ah Jing is the best, and deserves the best qiē." ”

Obviously, the whole body was tightly wrapped, but Sen Jingyu felt that there was a kind of numbness on his back as if he was being slowly swept by something, and he couldn't help but tremble, and his body immediately jumped away with reflex.

Even though she knew that she was overreacting, Mephistopheles had always been careful not to touch what she shouldn't touch, Mori Jingyu couldn't help but glance at him in shame, sat back in her chair and didn't say a word angrily.

The sixth sense is as sharp as ever.

Mephistopheles covered her mouth thoughtfully and chuckled, licking away the bloody stains from the punctured nails on her palms. Her sweetheart was so close that she seemed to be able to smell the faint fragrance of her body, but she had to endure not even a hug, even the slightest irrepressible longing thought would make her flee as quickly as a frightened bird.

It's a pity.

Even so, I still think she's extremely cute. Even the confused, sulky expression was so cute that he wanted to kiss.

It's cold! Sen Jingyu turned his head and looked at Mephistopheles suspiciously, wondering if it was not good for him to lose his temper at him inexplicably, which made him sad and disappointed? Do you want to apologize? But why do you have a sense of grievance?

Time passed quickly, and after a flash of lightning streaked across the purple-red sky, the clouds that gathered together made the sky completely dark, and the wind rustled the trees, and in a short time, the downpour poured down, taking away the last shred of warmth from the ground.

Filch arrives to inform them that it's time for dinner to move to the cafeteria.

The students watched the entrance ceremonies of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang and were whistling excitedly and cheering in praise of the two schools, when Mephistopheles and Mori Jingyu entered the cafeteria, and all the noise disappeared.

It is understandable why Dumbledore put them in the last line, not only not to let the important guests wait too long before the meal, but also to worry that Mephistopheles will take away all the aura, so he simply put it to the finale. The effect was obviously unusual, and Dumbledore tapped the cup several times but failed to wake the students' souls, causing him to wonder if the students would listen carefully to the next explanation of the Triwizard Tournament.

Beauxbatons, who had been wearing a headscarf, quickly removed her headscarves from her hands and feet after Mephistopheles appeared, revealing waist-length glittering blonde hair and large dark blue eyes with affection.

Unfortunately, after Dumbledore announced the start of the meal, Mephistopheles focused on choosing food for Mori Jingyu to suit her tastes, completely ignoring the miserable voices in the cafeteria.

Mori Jingyu silently ate the food that Mephistopheles put on her plate, theoretically she should do it herself, but who made her unfamiliar with the traditional Western dining etiquette, so she had to accept Mephistopheles's smooth service and continue to be a bad woman who broke all the glass hearts.

It's not the first time anyway...... It's scary to get used to this thing.

When the second dish was served, Dumbledore sensed that the students were about to be crushed by the low air pressure, and hurriedly stepped forward to save the scene, explaining to the students the steps and rules of the Triwizard Tournament.

Although it was none of his business, in order not to be rude, Sen Jingyu still slowed down the speed of eating, and watched Dumbledore take out a wooden stick and knock it three times on the jewelry box that Filch had taken, and took out a roughly sharpened wooden cup, the edge of which was dancing with blue and white flames.

She whispered to Mephistopheles to bite her ear: "The wizard's aesthetic is really strange, such a gorgeous jewelry box, with a wooden stick as a key?" The so-called burning goblet is just a plain wooden cup......"

Mephistopheles laughed, leaned into her ear affectionately and whispered, "That stick is not an ordinary key, it's a wizard's wand. ”

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What rice!?

The thing that is as ordinary as a short wooden stick is a magic wand?!!

didn't have time to investigate the behavior of the big demon picking up the plane to eat her tofu, and the villain in Sen Jingyu's heart went crazy.

Hehe, sister has little knowledge, don't lie to me casually! If that thing is called a wand, what is the name of the gorgeous and shiny magical staff that Mephistopheles gave to his sister?!!

"That's right, it's Harry Potter!" The sudden roar made Mori Jingyu tremble, and she almost choked on a mouthful of pudding.

A strange-eyed wizard was glaring at Durmstrang's headmaster, Karkaroff, and they were discussing a boy that Karkaroff was pointing to.

The-for-tat between them was not interested in Sen Jingyu, and the name that Modi shouted made her surprised and suspicious, and murmured uncertainly: "Harry Potter? ”

"It's the savior boy of the wizarding world." Mephistopheles explained to her: "We met at the port key of the Quidditch World Cup, the child who fell into a ball. ”

Sen Jingyu was suddenly stunned.

It turned out to be Harry Potter!

Don't blame her for having a long reflex arc, it's really a limited human memory, and she's not unusually high-IQ and unforgettable, a set of novels I read in high school in my previous life, it's really not easy to remember the name after decades, thanks to the title of the book, it's directly the protagonist's name.

As for the specific content, can I say that I have forgotten everything...... Sweat......

Anyway, it's a children's book routine for the savior boy to defeat the snake-faced demon king and save the world, as long as the defeated demon king is not the big demon next to my sister, what does it have to do with my sister! Having said that, it's really okay to call yourself the Demon King in front of Mephistopheles?

Mori Jingyu glanced at Mephistopheles, and had a hunch that the development of the story might be strictly off-topic.