[HP] Linkos Ramirez

"Professor Snape, I need white fresh and blood potion, and I hope to get your help." Knocking on the door of Severus Snape's office, facing his black face, Linkos said very calmly .

Snape frowned: "I thought Miss Ramirez knew that what you need is the medical wing."

"No, professor, I know what I need." Facing Snape's dangerous tone and snake-like gaze that could make Hufflepuffs tremble, Linkos greeted him calmly.

Finally, after looking at each other for a while, Snape finally backed away to give way to the office, snorted angrily, strode back to the big cabinet in the office, and opened the door.

Linkos immediately walked into the office, not forgetting to close the door.

When Snape took out two standard potion storage bottles, one large and one small, and turned his head, what he saw was Linkos sitting on the only single sofa in his office, exposing the appearance of a hideous wound on his left arm.

Snape's cheek twitched uncontrollably, and his expression became even uglier.

"Thank you very much, Professor." Linkos showed an elegant smile as if he didn't see it. If the bloody arm didn't grow on her body, Snape might still think that she was preparing to attend a banquet at this moment .

"I should be able to think that you can fix it yourself?" Snape put the potion in front of her, and took another look at the wound.The wound was deep, so the bleeding could not be completely stopped, but it was obvious that this special Slytherin girl in front of him kept everything under control.

Of course he already knew about Linkos Ramirez, when Dumbledore revealed certain little things to him, including his espionage situation because she might be shaky.To be honest, he hated this sudden turn of events, but there was no doubt that Dumbledore chose to trust her for reasons unknown to him.

In any case, Snape had never considered Dumbledore and his Order of the Phoenix to be his companions, and neither was this man.

"Yes, Professor." Linkos nodded, and naturally opened the large bottle of potion. She tapped the table twice naturally, and two transparent and clean glasses appeared on the table—this Humans are even good at using Hogwarts elves who rarely show themselves in front of students.

The healing process was very fast. Barty Crouch Jr. chose splitting spells, without any additional curses or poisons, and Linkos could complete it with a simple method of healing physical damage.

Her movements are so proficient, as if she has rehearsed them many times.

Snape stood by the whole time, watching without saying a word, until Linkos put the bottles back and let the cup disappear there.

"Professor Moody thinks it's Karkaroff." Linkos said lightly when he stood up again.

Snape's pupils shrank sharply.

At this time, Linkos had already walked to the door: "Thank you again for the professor's help, then, good night."

Snape stood alone in the office for a long time, recalling Linkos' words many times.

It can't be more short, but it contains a lot of meaning.

"damn it!"

Finally, Snape cursed in a low voice, strode directly towards the fireplace, grabbed a handful of powder from the saucer beside the fireplace and threw it into the flames: "The headmaster's office!"

In the next few days, there was no appointment, no danger, and Lynx's study and life were no different from any Slytherin sixth grader.

As the first game approached, the atmosphere at Hogwarts Castle was a little warmer.

Until this day, everyone gathered in the remodeled Quidditch pitch, excitedly listening to the commentary and waiting for the reveal of the first game.

The announcement that the four warriors should gather in the tent echoed in the field. Hermione looked very anxious and fidgeted, but Ron on the side said a little weirdly: "Look, our four warriors are about to start the first match." .”

This tone directly blew Hermione up: "Shut up Ronald!" She scolded fiercely, but seeing Ron's unconvinced look, she didn't know what to say, so she just turned her head and stared at the empty arena, " Take a good look at what kind of game you yearn for!"

As if responding to Hermione's words, there were several roars from outside the arena, in the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

For a moment, most of the students on the court turned to the direction of the sound, and there was a brief silence in the heated arena, making the roar more clear.

"Oh Merlin, what's that!" Ron muttered to himself with his mouth wide open, showing an incredulous expression.

Hermione clenched her hands tightly and looked worriedly at the tent where the warriors gathered.

Linkos sat on the seat of Slytherin and looked away.

This game is no better than Quidditch, and no student wants to miss it.

The male prefect, Odd Temlett, was sitting next to her, noticed her movements, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you not very energetic recently?"

"Huh?" Linkos turned his head and looked at him suspiciously.

"Uh, what I mean is, are you not a little bit excited in the face of such a game?" Odd seemed a little unbelievable, even he, and the senior students in grades six and seven, faced with such an atmosphere, and that clear It was the roar of the fire dragon, and it was inevitable to get excited.

Ord does not see this as a distinction between men and women.

"Oh, to be honest, Odd." Linkos thought for a while and said calmly, "I'm more afraid of the cold."

"..." Odd couldn't laugh or cry for a while, he thought he would hear some constructive words, but he didn't expect it to be such a reason?

"Oh Linkos, you really make me... don't know what to say." He quickly adjusted his emotions, moved his wand amusedly, and cast a suitable warming spell on his partner—although he was very Clearly Linkos is perfectly capable of doing this on his own.

"Then let's watch the game, the first warrior has come out." Linkos smiled slightly and glanced at the center of the field.The first fire dragon had already been pulled into the field, and many students were shocked by this dangerous 5A-level magical creature, and the first warrior also came out from the tent.

Linkos has never worried about irreparable problems in the game-you must know that every little wizard is a treasure that cannot be discarded in the magic world.A large number of powerful professors and wizards on the professor's seat can verify this.

The only thing she cares about is the vacancy on the professor's seat.

"Alastor Moody" was absent.

Retrieve a dragon egg from the nest behind the brooding female dragon, this is the first game.

The female dragon is huge, can breathe fire, and has a strong aggressiveness towards the target of grabbing dragon eggs.If you attack the fire dragon head-on, it is obviously impossible to do it - you must know that subduing a fire dragon usually requires the strength of several experienced adult wizards.

There is no doubt that this is a very exciting, but also very dangerous game.

When Harry Potter summoned his broomstick from his dormitory on the field, there was a wonderful cheer from the audience.

"I have to admit that Potter's ability to cast spells is worthy of recognition." Even Odd applauded and chatted with Linkos reservedly.

Lynx nodded.On the other hand, she thought that if Potter could undergo rigorous and high-intensity combat training, it would be a way to deal with Voldemort.

But she quickly dismissed the idea.

No matter how talented they are, the powerful magic power and combat experience accumulated through time and practice are not something they can have. Even if Ramirez is born with stronger magic power than ordinary people, she doesn't think she can fight against Voldemort—even if it is Severus Snape, she had no chance of winning.

She was just a little bit envious of Potter's talent for learning spells. In the basement of Ramirez Castle, she prepared a lot of training for herself, but it turned out that even if she finally achieved her expectations, she paid a lot during the period. s hard work.

In terms of spells, she has no extraordinary talent.

At this time, the field has reached the most exciting part.

The red fire dragon roared and spewed flames towards Potter, who was hovering in the air. The speed of the broomstick was very fast, but it still seemed to be swept by the flames.

While exclaiming, Potter's figure drew across a beautiful curve, and swooped almost straight to the nest under the fire dragon.The dragon flame's breath was only the afterimage left by Potter's high-speed flight.

And just as the fire dragon raised its legs angrily and stomped on it angrily, Potter deftly flashed past the fire dragon's claws and caught the target dragon egg.

The commentator announced the result excitedly. Only a little part of Potter's clothes was burned, and he was completely unscathed.

The audience stood up, cheered and applauded, and the staff of how to train the dragon quickly stepped forward to cast a spell on the angry fire dragon and transported it out of the arena.The four dragons will be shipped back to Romania in the next few days.

After the referees announced the Warriors' scores—Karkaroff eccentrically awarded Porter the lowest score, prompting a booing—the students faded away.

Linkos noticed that Hermione and Ron were walking through the crowd and rushed to the tent where the warriors were resting.

She pursed her lips and walked out along the flow of people. Seeing the students gradually disperse in groups of twos and twos, she chose to walk towards the Forbidden Forest.

Odd noticed her move, turned his head to look at her, and met her gaze.

Linkos shook his head lightly, and the two of them tacitly said nothing and asked nothing. Although Ord frowned to express his doubts and disapproval, he finally turned his head to look at the lower graders among Slytherin and told them not to treat Fire Dragon. With excessive interest, hurry back to the castle.

"Staying outside at this time is not a wise choice." Snape quietly appeared near Linkos and stopped Linkos.

Lin Kesi looked at his dean quietly.

Snape didn't look at her, but looked past her to Black Lake: "Going back to the waiting room to participate in the unnutritious post-match speech is what you should do." After he finished speaking, he squeezed his mouth tightly, and finally Still reluctantly said the last thing, "Barty Crouch is dead."

The author has something to say: Important note:

1. It was Barty Crouch who died, who came to Hogwarts as an official of the Ministry of Magic, and was the father of fake Moody Barty Crouch Jr.;

2. There is a small detail. Harry Potter’s fire dragon is red, that is, the Chinese fireball that was replaced in the original book. The Horntail did not appear, and there was no accident of breaking the chain;

3. There will be more and more changes. I am still thinking about whether to hold the dance or not.