Comprehensive HP on the Possibility of Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts

When Mirkota was looking for the Room of Requirement, she accidentally ran up the stairs to be naughty.Looking at himself who was about to hang in the air, Mirkoda jumped over the railing and landed handsomely with a run-up and a one-handed side jump.Looking up at the surrounding environment, one by one portraits are hung on the wall, and many silver instruments are placed on a long and narrow table.

Milkoda Σ (·д·lll): Huh?here it is……?Principal's office!Fuck me, how did I get in here?

Milkoda was looking around when a door opened and Dumbledore walked in wearing a blue star-patterned nightgown and a matching nightcap.

"Uh! Good day, Principal Dumbledore. I'm sorry, I jumped off the moving stairs and got in somehow." Mirkota was confused, but still tried to make herself look innocent and harmless.

Dumbledore looked at the uniform with the Ravenclaw emblem on Mirkoda's body, well concealed his surprise, and said kindly: "This castle has always been magical. But, miss, you How did you get into the school? After all, it's summer vacation, and it's still night."

"What? Summer vacation?" Mirkoda was stunned: "Principal Dumbledore, are you joking? Didn't we just finish the New Year?"

"Huh? Did you remember wrongly? This unknown lady."

"Mr. Principal, don't scare me, this joke is not funny. We met just now, and you told me the location of the Response Room!" Mirkoda had a bad premonition: "Why did you forget in just a short while? What's my name now!" Should I wear it again?

Dumbledore became serious: "Can I ask you, when did you go to Hogwarts?" Dumbledore was sure he hadn't seen the girl, but she didn't seem to be lying.

"Uh, last year, 1971." Premonition won't come true, will it?

"It's 1991." Praise Merlin's stinky socks!Really!special!what!I'm wearing it again!

"To be honest, I don't have any impression of you." Dumbledore watched Mirkota spun around like a cat chasing its tail, and suggested, "I have a little prop here that will allow us to understand what happened more conveniently. "Dumbledore took out the Pensieve and placed it on the table.

"what should I do?"

"Use the wand to pull out your memory and put it in."

According to Dumbledore's guidance, Mirkota pulled out the memories of the last few days and put them in the Pensieve, and then plunged into it with Dumbledore, reviewing her recent life.To be honest, this experience of standing on the sidelines and watching myself is really exciting.

"Well... I think you should come from another parallel world like ours." Dumbledore and Milkoda came out of the Pensieve together and sat on the chair: "We are going to start school soon, Maybe you (Mirkoda: Mirkoda Williams, just call me Mirkoda, no need to use honorifics.), well, Mirkoda. Maybe you have to review the lessons you have learned, you You can wait here to wait for the start of the semester to take classes with the freshmen. After all, it will take a while to find a way to go back."

"Well, I don't think I have any other choice. Maybe the only professors I am familiar with here, if there is no change." Milkoda sighed.

"Oh, maybe for you, our Potions, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Divination classes have changed teachers." Dumbledore blinked mischievously, "You should know two of them, I read them in your memory to them."

"Wow~ Cool! Who is it? When I go back, I can give them a spoiler~" Hearing Dumbledore's words, Mirkoda became interested.

"Maybe you can see it tomorrow. Surprises are always saved for the last. It's too late now, child. How about I take you to the medical epidemic to find a bed?" Dumbledore got up and opened the door, and took Mirkota to the medical room. Epidemic: "Let's come to the principal's office for breakfast tomorrow. I have to discuss your situation with the other four deans. After all, there is still half a month before the start of school, so I have to arrange your accommodation. I think When it’s time for you to bring your schoolbag, you can check which class’s books and stationery items you didn’t bring, and we will prepare them for you.”

"Don't bother, Principal Dumbledore. I usually take everything I need with me." Mirkoda happily followed Dumbledore with her schoolbag in her arms, "I think my inventory should be enough Take care of all emergencies."

Early the next morning, Mirkoda met the deans of the four colleges in the principal's office, and it was still a familiar recipe, ah!Familiar people, except the head of Slytherin House.Hmm... But the slime-like hair setting looks familiar... Where have you seen it?Mirkoda tilted her head and looked at the head of Slytherin.

Snape was a little unnaturally fixed by Mirkoda, and glared at her.

Mirkoda continued to stare: This movement...is more familiar...

Dumbledore looked at the embarrassment of his potions professor with a smile, and cleared his throat: "Hmm! Everyone, let me introduce you. This is Miss Milkoda Williams. These three are the faculty members you are familiar with. It’s long (Mirkota nodded), as for this (Dumbledore pointed to Snape) is the dean of Slytherin House, the youngest professor at Hogwarts - Severus Snape After finishing speaking, Dumbledore happily saw Mirkoda's expression change from (⊙_⊙) to (⊙o⊙) and finally to (-□-), freeze frame!

"This is this, this is Snape?" Mirkota was almost Sparta.

Dumbledore kindly replied: "Yes yes yes yes ^_^!"

"My little friend doesn't have such sharp eyes!" Mirkoda frowned, "This kind of corpse that looks like it just crawled out of a coffin, how can it be the soft and cute one in my house, the arrogant and stubborn one? If you tease him, you will blow your hair, and if you tease him again, you will fry the pan! I don't admit it!"

Snape's face was as black as ink, and he said in a deep, velvety voice with a smile on his face: "Unfortunately, I am Severus Snape. I didn't grow up as Miss Williams imagined. I'm so sorry."

"Huh?...the sound is good!" Mirkoda retracted her blown hair, rubbed her ears, and turned to Dumbledore, "Just for his voice, I think I understand why you still have such a broken image." Take him as a teacher. How many girls in the school have pregnant ears?"

"Pfft! Sorry, Severus." Seeing Snape's face darken, Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout smiled and apologized again and again, and even Professor McGonagall, who was always serious, frowned.

"I think the headmaster didn't call us here early in the morning because he wanted to see Miss Williams laughing at me! I still have a pot of tooth health potion boiling!" Snape secretly threatened Dumbledore to get to the point .

"A small joke will promote friendship. Well, boy, let's get back to business." Dumbledore explained Mirkoda's experience to the four deans.

Snape had malicious intentions: "How can we prove that Miss Williams is telling the truth? Maybe we can use other methods? Like Veritaserum? I can provide a large bottle and make sure that Miss Williams puts the color of her socks on the table." come out."

Milkoda narrowed her eyes and looked at him: "Blue, I can tell the truth without Veritaserum. But you'd better watch your words and deeds, sir."

"Then I don't know what advice Miss Williams has?"

"Advice? Don't dare! It's just to teach you how to be a human being."

Seeing that the two men were at war with each other, and there were crackling electric sparks flashing at the intersection of their eyes, Dumbledore immediately stood between them: "Ah~ Seeing that you hit it off so well, how about I leave it to you to take care of Milkoda for the time being, Severus."

Snape (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻┻: Who the hell has a crush on this troll! Are you blind? "I remember you said just now that she is from Ravenclaw College!"

Mirkoda shrugged: "I don't care anymore, I'll just stay where I am anyway ╮(￣_￣)╭."

"Then Milkoda, you can live in the cellar with Severus, and you can help Severus when you are free. I remember seeing Horace praise you in class." Dumbledore ignored With Snape's murderous eyes, he said cheerfully, "Then we've made a happy decision." The other three deans also nodded happily.

We definitely don't want to watch the show. by: Dumbledore and the three deans, who were secretly watching the two of them flirting with each other.

Snape slammed the door open aggressively, grabbed Mirkoda by the collar, and threw her into the office.

Milkoda stood with her schoolbag in her arms, looking at Snape expressionlessly.

"You'll live here from now on," Snape said, pointing to a door in the office. "If you have any request, you can call the house elf to solve it yourself. You just need to remember one thing, that is, don't disturb me!"

Mirkota opened the door and looked inside the room. Here was Snape's bedroom, a black four-poster bed, two simple bedside tables and a wardrobe. The simple furniture showed the monotonous and boring life of an old man.Mirkoda smacked her lips, and went to the bathroom connected to the bedroom to take a look. It was also in this monotonous and boring style.Stains~ It seems that if you want to be comfortable, you have to do it yourself. by: I really dislike Mirkoda in Snape's bedroom.

Snape felt that if he just didn't stare at the little bastard for a while, she was capable of turning his house upside down.

Originally, Snape intended to see how Mirkoda was doing, and told her that he planned to give her the bed.After all, she was still a child, and it was not easy to be so calm in such a situation.

but!Snape was almost blinded by a small patch of blue in the bedroom as soon as he opened the door.All the furniture that originally belonged to him was moved to one side, and in a small corner on the other side, a small bronze-colored bed was covered with soft-looking blue-blue pillows and quilts. Pull it on while sleeping.There is also a shelf attached to the end of the bed, on which are various books and notes, and a lamp.A matching bronze-toned bedside table holds a family portrait by the bed.As for Milkoda?She was sitting on the ground with a brush and was painting the little piece of wall she occupied an azure blue.

Snape: ...where did the bed come from?Where did the cabinet come from?And where did all these paints and brushes come from?

Snape gritted his teeth and squeezed out: "What are you doing!"

Mirkoda, who was happily painting the wall, was taken aback. She turned her head to look at Snape, and raised the brush in her hand: "I thought you had eyes."

"...Where did the things come from!"

"what?"

"Don't be stupid, those beds and cabinets, and the paint in your hands." Snape felt that his momentary soft-heartedness was wasted.

"Oh, the bed and the chest are my own, and the brushes and paints are from the house-elf."

"I don't think a real kid could carry something with him." And so much more!So full!

"Oh, that's because they have a pair of loving parents." Mirkoda shrugged, turned her head and continued to paint the wall: "My parents have been worried that I can't take good care of myself, so they put it in my schoolbag A full set of magic tents and some necessary tools are installed."

Snape: ...What kind of parents are these, who spoil their children so much?

During the days before school started, Snape and Milkoda got along fairly peacefully.Snape felt that Dumbledore was not lying when he said that his former potions teacher Slughorn had praised Milkoda.At least in the process of brewing the potion, Mirkoda, who had been conscripted as an assistant, cooperated with him very well. All the materials were handled perfectly, and they were placed in the right place, which was convenient to take and could not be taken by mistake.Moreover, Mirkoda will not only clean up the studio after he finished the potion, but also help him organize some teaching aids and materials that will be used after school starts.Even if the two of them lived together in the bedroom at night, Mirkoda would carefully close the curtain so as not to disturb him.

School will start soon, and Mirkota went to find Dumbledore again.

"Principal Dumbledore, can I ask what I will do when school starts?" Mirkoda pushed the table to show off her cuteness to Dumbledore.

"Well...you can continue to live with Severus after school starts."

Mirkoda immediately looked at him with dead fish eyes: "Sir, you have let a lady and a man share a room for almost half a month. Now that school is about to start, I think I should have a room of my own." ?”

"But Mirkoda, you know that you are not a student of this era, and your name is not on the student list." Dumbledore would not tell Mirkoda, they found that Snape had gained a lot of weight recently, and he was in a bad mood. It's also a lot better.So no matter what, he will find a reason for them to continue living together.

"Do you have to tell such a cruel truth?" Mirkota bumped her head against the table.

At this time Hagrid knocked on the door and came in: "Professor, I have already taken Harry to Diagon Alley. Harry really looks like James, but his eyes are like Lily. His personality is so cute. Oh, and, that I got it back." Hagrid's last words were vague because of Mirkoda's presence.

Lily?Milkota's ears perked up, listening to Hagrid and Dumbledore's conversation.After Hagrid left, Mirkoda looked up, with the light of Pikapika in his eyes. "Lily is married and has a child? Is the child going to school?"

Dumbledore looked at the happy Mirkoda and softened his eyes: "Yes, Lily and James got married and gave birth to a boy named Harry Potter."

"Wait? With James? The child's last name is Potter?" Mirkoda's eyes widened, and he rolled up his sleeves: "That idiot James Potter dared to rape my lovely Lily, doesn't he want to live? Where is the address? I'm going to beat him!"

"Unfortunately, they have passed away for many years."

Mirkota was stunned: "Sir, this joke is not funny."

"I know you can't believe this is true, but they did die, at the hands of Voldemort." Dumbledore took off his glasses regretfully, wiped his eyes, and continued, "They did it to protect their The child, that is Harry, was finally killed by Voldemort."

"What about Voldemort's ugly guy?" Mirkota was very angry.

"He disappeared, but he will come back." Dumbledore said seriously.

"So, when I go back, I should break that ugly leg, lest he go out and cause harm to others." Milkoda was very angry, and the consequences were serious. She broke the office chair directly under Dumbledore's surprised eyes. corner of the table.Dumbledore suddenly felt that in another world with Milkoda, everyone might be much happier.Such as breaking someone's leg or something... (Voldemort: I ha ha you look!)

Therefore, Mirkoda, who originally wanted to change the dormitory, didn't notice that the topic was getting farther and farther after hearing so many exciting news.

About the sorting ceremony:

After school started, although Mirkoda continued to study in Ravenclaw as a transfer student, her bedroom was still arranged with Snape.In this regard, Snape expressed his satisfaction. It is really rare to have a satisfactory assistant.

During the sorting ceremony, Mirkoda actually saw the grown-up Quirrell on the teacher's bench.Looking at Qi Luo, who was still shy even after growing up, Mirkoda had a strange desire to protect.

Mirkoda: As Quirinus can't even speak well, he will definitely be bullied by the students~

Quirrell: I suddenly felt chilly on my back.Um?Why did that transfer student look at me so strangely?

Milkoda turned to look at Harry, who was as thin as Severus (Severus: @%&$%&... [-] words of swearing are omitted here.).

Harry felt that someone was watching him, and as soon as he looked up, he met Mirkoda's eyes.Milkoda smiled at Harry and raised his glass to him, and Harry smiled shyly at her too.Now that Harry's identity was known, Mirkoda decided to protect the friend's relic. (Relic Harry: ...?)

About Snape:

Before going to bed at night, Snape lay on the bed, turned his head to look at the dim light of the night light on the curtain that Milkoda had drawn so as not to disturb his rest, and knew that she was still asleep. "Williams."

"Huh?" Mirkoda opened the curtain slightly: "Did I interfere with your rest?"

"What are you looking at?" Snape shifted his body

"My mother's potions notes."

After a while of silence, Mirkoda was a little confused, what's wrong with this guy?

After a while, Snape spoke again: "How did we know each other in your world?"

"you guess?"

Snape: ... can we have a good talk!

"He has the same personality as you. But don't worry, I will take care of him." Mirkoda smiled behind the curtain.

"I saw Lily's child today. I was the one who was sorry for Lily, otherwise Lily wouldn't have died." A sad atmosphere filled the room.

Upon hearing this, Mirkota turned over from the bed and sat directly on Snape's body, holding onto the collar of his pajamas with both hands, with a stern look in her eyes: "Tell me what you know!"

Snape's eyes were empty, but tears were streaming down his face.

"Say!" Mirkota punched him in the face. "If you don't speak, I don't mind using other non-violent non-cooperative methods to make you open your mouth."

"It was me! I killed Lily!" Snape yelled out, "I told the Dark Lord the prophecy." After the yelling, Snape covered his face and cried bitterly, amidst Snape's intermittent crying , Mirkota spelled out part of the facts.

Milkoda sighed, picked up Snape who was in self-blame, held him in his arms, and comforted his back. "If Lily finds out, she won't blame you. When I go back, I will definitely protect her."

All night Snape wept in Milkoda's arms until they both fell asleep.Of course, Snape avoided Milkoda for the next week.

About Chilo:

It was the third time this week that Milkoda rescued a teased Quirrell from the Weasley twins in the hallway.

Mirkoda helplessly applied medicated oil to the bruises on Quirrell's face: "Mr. Quirrell (Mr. Quirrell never called Quirrell and Snape professors, only Mr. Mirkoda said: I am the same age as them , calling the professor always feels inferior.), can you be more considerate? Even if you want to show that you are more friendly to the people than Mr. Snape, you won't be like this."

Quirrell: "...uh, thank, thank, thank you, Miss Weiwei Williams."

Mirkoda rubbed her temples, took out a toffee from her pocket and stuffed it into Quirrell's mouth: "Hold it, don't swallow it. Talk now."

"Er, Miss Williams. Please, you."

"You just need to save me a little worry. Well, the medicine is ready. I should go. Goodbye, Mr. Quirrell." Mirkota left the medicine oil to Quirrell, jumped off the table, waved away Lost.

"Goodbye, Mirkoda." Quirrell whispered after Mirkoda left.

About Harry:

Milkoda has watched Harry and his little friends Ron and Drake fight each other nowhere.

Mirkoda stepped forward: "Aren't you bored? Every time we meet?"

"Go away, manager!" Draco yelled bluntly. "Be careful I'll let Goyle and Crabbe beat you up..." Watching Mirkoda punch the bricks through the cracks, Draco's voice became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

"Now, is there any question, Mr. Malfoy?"

Drake looked at Milkoda in horror, turned around and ran away with his two followers.

"Thank you." Harry said softly.

Mirkoda rubbed his head: "You're welcome, next time he comes to block you, just ask him if he likes you? Generally, boys in this period like to express their love by bullying others. I want Goodbye, little Harry."

About Halloween:

Quirrell burst into the dining room, his large scarf thrown askew on his head, a terrified look on his face.Everyone stared at him as he walked over to Professor Dumbledore's chair, leaned over the table, and gasped, "The troll—in the dungeon—thought you should know." After speaking, he fell to the ground and passed out.

Milkoda remembered Dumbledore saying someone would want Harry's life.So when everyone left in confusion, Mirkoda kept her eyes on Harry, planning to return to the cellar after he safely returned to the Gryffindor common room.

In the end... these two guys actually ran into the women's bathroom!He also carried the giant monster head-on!Mirkoda felt like she was going crazy.So, seeing Harry and Ron throwing things at the troll and smashing it, Milkoda walked into the bathroom with a grim face and kicked the troll away.

"How dare you!" Mirkoda was too angry to speak.

Harry and Ron swallowed, wondering whether it was better to face the troll or Milkoda.

This is Hermione suddenly shouting: "Watch out behind!"

Milko didn't even look back, took off the wrist guard on one wrist, grabbed back, directly grabbed the hand that the troll stretched out to grab her, and slammed it out of the bathroom. It directly hit the feet of the professors who had just arrived, and the troll had already fainted.

The professors looked at the still grim Mirkoda (-□-): ...Let's skip her.The black shadow behind him was about to materialize, and it seemed that he was very angry.

The Golden Trio (⊙o⊙): Merlin, are you sure this is an 11-year-old girl, not some mountain gorilla?

That night, seeing Snape struggling to apply medicine to the leg bitten by the three-headed dog, Mirkota took over the job of administering medicine to Snape.

"Stay away from the Savior in the future," Snape warned her.

"Shut up, you'd better think about how to take care of your injury. Disabled person!" Mirkoda, who was still angry, yelled back.

About the Sorcerer's Stone:

Milkoda saw Harry and the others frantically looking for Dumbledore, so she followed them quietly and heard their plan.

In the evening, Mirkoda had been guarding the door of the Gryffindor lounge, and even sprinkled some tracking powder he had newly researched on the ground.Seeing the fat lady's portrait being opened, Mirkoda immediately put on special glasses that could see the tracking powder, and followed the footprints shown on the ground to the stairs on the fourth floor.

Passed all levels smoothly, and met Hermione who was taking Ron away, and gave them some fresh food.Continue towards the dungeon amidst their surprised gazes.

Milkoda stood behind the door listening to the conversation between Quirrell and Harry, with a complicated look on her face.Quirrell no longer speaks in that stammering way, he speaks fluently and frantically about his plans and actions.Mirkoda who was standing outside the door clenched her fists.

"Wait a minute, we still have a little guest outside the door." A third person's voice came from inside, and Mirkoda walked in with a blank expression.

"Mirkoda?" Quirrell and Harry's surprised voices sounded at the same time.

Milkoda slowly untied the wristbands on her hands and feet and stuffed them into her schoolbag without saying a word.

Everyone could see the sadness in Milkoda's eyes, and Quirrell faced her, but didn't know what to say.

"I want to talk to Harry Potter," said the shrill voice. "Let me talk to him face to face"

"Master, your strength hasn't recovered yet!" Quirrell hesitated.

"I still have some strength."

Quirrell unfastened his scarf, and turned slowly.Where the back of Quirrell's head should have been, there was a face, Harry had never seen such a hideous and terrifying face.The color of the face was as dead as chalk, the red eyes glowed, and there were two nostrils as long and thin as snakes.And Milkoda recognized it, it was the disfigured face of Voldemort she had seen before.

Mirkoda was a little dazed, she felt that her mind was in a mess, what was it all about!Milkoda couldn't make out what Voldemort was saying to Harry.But when Quirrell rushed towards Harry, Mirkota reacted immediately, rushed in front of Harry, held Quirrell's face, and smashed him into the floor tiles, the back of his head was smashed to pieces .

Quirrell, who was a little dizzy from being hit, felt some warm liquid dripping onto his face, and it slipped into his mouth, which was salty.He tried to open his eyes to look, but saw Mirkoda, who was full of tears, pressing his shoulder firmly.Quirrell slowly stretched out his hand to catch the tears running down Mirkota's face.

"You are not my Quirinus, not my kind friend. However, I will not give him any chance to let him become like you." Mirkoda gritted her teeth, tears dripped down Quirrell's face.

Quirre stopped in a daze, his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Milkoda, and made a "heh, heh...heh" sound from his mouth.

Mirkota noticed that her hand was becoming transparent. She stood up, turned to Harry who was lying on the side, and said, "I'm sorry, Harry. My time may be up soon. I'm from 1971 in another world." A first-year Ravenclaw student. I came here by accident. In that world, I have a few good friends who know you very well. They are Lily Evans and Severus Snape." Mill Ke Da looked back at Quirrell, then turned his head again: "There is also Quirinus Quirrell. I think, I may have to go now. I can't help you get out of here, Harry, I'm really sorry. "

Looking at Milkoda who was gradually becoming transparent, Harry hurriedly waved his hand and tried to hold her back: "No, Milkoda, please stay, don't go!"

Mirkota smiled lightly: "I'm just back with my family and friends. It's nice to meet you, little Harry. I really look forward to seeing an equally lovely Harry in my world in the future." .” After speaking, Mirkoda completely disappeared.

Sorcerer's Stone postscript:

When Harry woke up again, he told Dumbledore what happened in the dungeon, "Sir, will Mirkoda return to her world?"

Dumbledore patted Harry's head: "Yes, she will. When I said you were Lily's child, she was so happy. Harry, you have to care so much for yourself You're happy so she doesn't feel sorry."

"Of course, sir. I will always remember her."

In the cellar, Snape looked for a long time at the bed and the chest left by Milkoda.He didn't restore the furniture to its original position, but kept it as it was when Mirkoda was still there.After closing the bedroom door, Snape went back to the old bat that the students hated with a straight face.

Milkoda, who had already returned to the original world, got up from the bed of the medical epidemic. "Why am I here? Uh, it seemed like I had a dream just now... It seemed like I had a final exam question?... Hmm... Did you break someone's leg?" by: Mirkoda who forgot all her experiences .

The author has something to say:

Written for the reader "cc" side story.Accidentally wrote too much, this is the happiest episode I have written~, and Mi Ke will travel to the remaining books in the future.However, it has nothing to do with the text and can be viewed as a branch.

I guess that's all for today. by: The author who died a lot of brain cells.