[hp] The Queen of Mischief works as a time and space merchant at Hogwarts

"Ah, young Master Nott, nice to meet you."

Hidel put on a cute smile and thought about the background of the Nott family.

Nott, Nott, seems to be one of the twenty-nine saints, but Theodore's father joined the Death Eaters.

A series of thoughts flashed through Xidel's mind. His parents were both members of the Snake Yard, but they didn't seem to have joined the Death Eaters. It stands to reason that Tom Riddle should try his best to win over all valuable pure-blood families. At that time, the Garcia family was also prosperous. Why didn't he recruit the Garcia family into the Death Eaters?

Hidel felt that either his father was too stupid and too arrogant when he was young, or he failed to win over him.

But no matter the reason, this situation was for the best. She didn't want to be unable to do pranks and have to work under an old bald man whose appearance was at his lowest point.

Hidel only thought for a few seconds, and Theodore Nott did not notice her distraction.

"You can call me Theodore." Theodore Nott remembered what his father told him: to have a good relationship with Miss Garcia. But he felt that the reason why he wanted to be friends with the little girl in front of him was not because of his father's instructions.

"...Ah, okay, Theodore." Hidel was briefly surprised for a moment. She felt that if she didn't have to play pranks, her ability to interact with children would still be very strong. Of course it’s still pranks!

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." She smiled again, which made Theodore's heat rise again.

Shidel: Sure enough! This is the critical attack that belongs to my glorious beauty!

Cinder was in a good mood as he walked around the food rack on the dance floor and picked up a piece of cake, which seemed to be exactly the same as the one he had pranked Malfoy before. She is just a four-year-old girl, what kind of dance can she do? Doesn’t it taste delicious when you eat cake?

"Haha, dear Miss Garcia, I seem to have seen that after you handed Young Master Malfoy a piece of exactly the same cake, he started to burp non-stop?"

A dark-skinned little boy walked up to Hidel. What was worth marveling at was his beautiful peach blossom eyes, with the ends of the eyes turned up and the outline of the eyes being very graceful arcs.

At this time, a pleasant voice sounded, but the content made Hidel blush.

Khidr: Merlin's cake fork! Why would anyone see it? (angry)

"Ah, what are you talking about? I don't seem to understand. Master Malfoy is very satisfied with his piece of cake." What are you afraid of? Silently complained, "You seem to be very interested in these cakes." Well, let me cut a piece for you?"

Hidel: This is called the Thirty-Six Strategies of China’s Art of War - advance before retreating!

"Pfft, what a lovely young lady." The young master of the Shabini family, Brace Shabini, is only four years old, but his passionate peach blossom eyes are enough to make many little girls bow down under their children's pants.

But who is Khidr? Xidel has seen thousands of male and female protagonists in the world, and he has long been immune to handsome men and beautiful women!

Attack with peach blossom eyes - Defeat!

"My name is Blaise Chabini. Is it an honor to know your name?" His peach-blossom eyes narrowed, but there was no sense of inconsistency with the peach-blossom eyes on his young face.

"...Sidel Garcia." Hidel held his forehead. This man really showed off his charm when he got the chance. Okay, it’s no longer a prank.

"Then don't bother dear Miss Hidel to taste the cake." Blaise chuckled, picked up a cake, and left the food shelf where Hidel was.

After seeing Khidr's prank, he probably felt that only the cakes Khidr had eaten were safe.

Hidel originally had a bad face and was very unhappy about having his prank discovered, but he became obviously excited the moment Blaise picked up the cake——

Khidr showed his hands innocently, these little brats are comparing themselves to me? Still too tender! She had already taken special anti-"poison" pills. As long as this kind of cake was put into the burping potion, no one could avoid it! whee!

Hiller, who witnessed the whole prank of his sister, was dumbfounded: He didn't know whether to blame Khidr for being too clever or because the little kids were "inexperienced in the world"...