Hogwarts: Start Fusion Phoenix Bloodline

Hogwarts: Start Fusion Phoenix Bloodline Chapter 12

"Wow! Peter, you actually have a phoenix! Cedric Diggory exclaimed, his face full of disbelief, "I think you are the only person in the wizarding world besides Professor Dumbledore who has a phoenix, so how did you get him?" "

"My parents were biologists in the Muggle world, and they found the phoenix egg on an expedition to South America, and then I hatched it." Peter York shrugged and replied.

"Oh my God, George, did I read that wrong?"

"Yes, Fred, I hallucinate too!"

The Weasley twins emerged from that place, identical faces with the same exaggerated expressions.

"Peter actually has a phoenix!"

The two brothers let out exclamations in unison, their eyes staring straight at Phoenixfield.

Field was frightened by the hot eyes of the Weasley twins, who wanted to pluck feathers from them at any time, and rubbed Peter, and he could not wait to disappear into the eyes of everyone as a flame.

Peter Yorkton felt helpless, the phoenix was too rare, from Ollivander in Diagon Alley, to roommate Alan White, to the twins in front of him, one by one the explicit eyes made him want to hide Field.

Watching the phoenix disappear in front of their eyes, Cedric and the twins sighed in unison, showing a reluctant expression.

The four of them walked slowly by the black lake, and occasionally one or two mermaids appeared on the surface of the lake, a huge octopus lay on the shallow beach, and the active twins tried to pick up the octopus like death, but fortunately they were stopped by Peter and Cedric.

The twins were adventurous, dragging Peter and Cedric to explore Hogwarts, climbing from the moving staircase to the eighth floor and finding some abandoned classrooms, and the twins had always been interested.

Peter also received a reward of 3 points! The system indicates that he has accumulated 31 points! This made Peter very happy.

The shy Hatchpuff obviously did not know how to refuse others, and even contributed to the position of Hogwarts kitchen, until his feet trembled and could not move the road, only to be discovered by Peter, and forcefully ended the expedition.

Peter York sent Cedric to the Hatchpuff door, watched him enter the common room before turning to leave, walking down the corridor leading to the cellar, the moving portraits and the constantly moving staircase made him feel magical.

But as he walked, Peter York found himself lost and wanted to go back along the same path, only to become more and more remote, like a headless fly running around, and finally had to stop and sigh in frustration. Peter, who has a somewhat poor sense of direction, completely explodes his lukester attribute in the labyrinth-like castle.

"Apparently there were a few students in Slytherin who found themselves of stupid lion pedigree and did not go back to their dormitories to sleep during curfew hours! Am I right? Curious Mr. York! A cold voice sounded in the background.

Peter York turned his head stiffly straight, looking at the dean of Slytherin who had come out like a ghost, a black robe, plus long black and greasy hair, with a face full of displeasure, making him look a little sinister.

"Professor Snape, I...I'm lost!" Peter York replied weakly.

"Well, then you're dumber than a stupid lion!" Snape's expression became more somber.

"You can go, Mr. York, whose head is stuffed with mustard grass, if you don't want Slytherin House to be deducted points for you." Snape turned and walked, rolling his black robe up and down, like a vampire bat in the pitch-black night.

"Glory!"

Coming to the door of the Slytherin dormitory, Peter gave the order and bowed to Snape, who was obviously not in a clear mood.

"Thank you for sending me back, Professor Snape!"

But while Peter was basking in snape's failure to deduct his points and Snape's good man, Snape said, "Tomorrow night in my office confinement, and tomorrow morning's Potions class hopes you won't embarrass Slytherin!" "Hit back to reality.

Opening the door, Peter went into the common room, where there were still many people staying. Hearing the movement, he looked up at Peter, and then he lowered his head and did his own thing.

The Slytherins were complicated with this Muggle-blooded student, on the one hand feeling that he was so gifted that he could cast spells that were not necessarily spelled in the upper grades, but on the other hand, he cared about his bloodline.

Therefore, the students in the upper grades basically ignored him, and the lower grades admired his strength.

"Peter! Where did you go so late? I'm afraid you've been taken away by Filch. Alan White rushed over and dragged him into the bedroom, trying to summon the phoenix that had disappeared for an afternoon.

Peter said somewhat weakly, "I'm lost!" Didn't touch Filch and his cat. "

Before Alan could breathe a sigh of relief, Peter York groaned and covered his face, "But unfortunately, I was caught by our Dean, Professor Snape!" "

"Sizzle!" Alan White looked at him sympathetically, professor Snape's horror known to the whole house.

"Professor Snape asked me to go to his office tomorrow and shut down, and said he was looking forward to my Potions class tomorrow morning!" Peter York was helplessly paralyzed on the bed.

"Boo!"

A cloud of flame appeared in mid-air, revealing a phoenix, ignoring White's eager gaze, and flying straight to Peter's chest, looking at him half-dead with curiosity, and then emitting a pleasant sound, with a light purification and hopeful magic.

Feeling his negative emotions dissipate, Peter gently stroked Field's gorgeous feathers, "Thank you Field, I feel much better!" "