Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy

An arm stained with a faint flush stretched out from the quilt, and its white and soft fingertips gently touched the illusory silver tiger patron saint.

"What is this?" The girl's arms tightly tucked the corner of the quilt, and the girl's head emerged from the silk quilt. Her dark and smart eyes curiously looked at the silver tiger in the sky, and her newly opened eyebrows vaguely left behind the joy of last night. Mark of.

Wright put the dinner plate on the table aside, walked to the bed and sat down sideways. He stretched out his hand to carefully smooth the messy hair on the girl's forehead. "The Patronus Charm is a magic... Its general function is to show the effect of casting a spell." The person’s happiness level.”

"Then what level of happiness does this mean now?" Chang Chu wanted to change his position, but he felt that some secret parts of his body were aching.

She vaguely remembered what happened last night.

I also remember that he held her in his arms at the end and coaxed her to sleep.

"Only when a person concentrates and recalls the happiest and happiest thing in his heart, can such a delicate and vivid physical patron saint appear." Wright directed his patron saint to hover in the air several times. , and finally disappeared into the wall.

The happiest and happiest thing...

Chang Chu turned his face, and the bright red color spread from his neck to his ears.

…

The early mornings in Saint Cachipol Village are always so peaceful and peaceful.

Wright held Chang Chu's hand and walked slowly down the stairs. The morning light should have been fresh and moving, but at this moment he seemed a little tipsy.

Harry just glanced at Wright and Chang Chu hastily, and then turned his attention to the newspaper in front of him. The news that his best friends, the Weasley family, had won the award was still occupying the front page of the Daily Prophet. A large group of Weasleys were gathering on the newspaper's magical photo, showing bright happiness to the camera. smile.

The opposite of Harry is Hermione.

She stood up from the sofa in the living room and said hello to the two people who came over: "Good morning, Wright, Miss Chu."

Chang Chu, who held a flying gold galleon in his hand, smiled and nodded to her.

But when Chang Chu sat down on the soft sofa, the pain still made her frown without a trace.

Wright took the first step and sat down between Chang Chu and Hermione, lest the little beaver, who didn't notice what happened last night, would hurt Chang Chu in an insignificant way.

"Wright, I didn't have time to ask you yesterday." Hermione's voice was still crisp with a hint of arrogance, and her bright eyes looked directly at Wright, as if to say, "You What you are doing is incorrect, you should do this first, then that, and finally it’s OK.”

"Is it really okay to leave my wand at Ron's house? Also, the "Reasonable Restraint of Minor Wizards" issued to us by the Ministry of Magic clearly stipulates that we are not allowed to use magic during the summer vacation, like It’s also wrong for you to use magic so casually now…”

Before Wright could speak, Chang Chu felt uncomfortable first.

Going back to the past, when faced with Hermione's questioning of Wright, Chang Chu would not only stand by Hermione, but would at least express some of his own opinions on Wright's behavior.

But after what happened last night, Chang Chu felt as if he had undergone a transformation from the inside out.

"Hermione," Chang Chu looked at the little sister without any doubt, "I believe what Wright did is completely reasonable and correct."

"Yes, Hermione, if you don't want to receive a warning letter from the Ministry of Magic like me, just listen to Wright." Harry looked up from the newspaper and said to Hermione, "I wasn't with you before. Did you tell me? It was Dobby, the house elf, who cast a levitating spell at my uncle's house last year, but the Ministry of Magic thought it was me who cast the spell, and sent me a very stern letter. Warning Letter."

"But..." Hermione still had a hard time accepting it. Perhaps in her opinion, violating the school rules of Hogwarts was an unforgivable crime.

As for violating Ministry of Magic laws? oh! Merlin's beard! Do you want to be sent to Azkaban, the wizard prison? Hermione didn't think she had the courage to challenge the prison, even though she was a Gryffindor known for getting into trouble.

"Actually, you may not know." Wright's gradually improving legilimens skills allowed him to vaguely see what Hermione was worried about. He couldn't help but remind him, "Hermione, you have already violated the "Future Rules" once. Adult wizards are subject to the Reasonable Restraint Act, and the reason why they did not receive a warning letter is because the environment there is too complicated.”

"Absolutely impossible!" Hermione retorted categorically without even thinking, "I have never violated the Reasonable Restraint of Minor Wizards Act at any time or anywhere during the summer vacation! Or used magic!"

Harry and Chang Chu nodded at the same time. They also thought so. Hermione was always the one who was least likely to make mistakes.

"Have you forgotten?" Wright smiled, "It was also during last summer vacation that a few of us were in Diagon Alley buying things we needed for the new semester."

Hermione frowned and thought about it carefully, but she still didn't think about what kind of magic she had used that day. She just saw Ji who was gentle, kind, brave, fearless, and polite...(omit three hundred words here)... Mr. Dro Lockhart...

Harry, who was sitting on the side, scratched his head in confusion. He also didn't remember much about what happened during last summer vacation. He only remembered that he stayed with the Weasley family for nearly a month, and then used Floo. I accidentally went to Knockturn Alley when I was a fan, and then...

At this moment, Harry put down his hand and accidentally touched the temples of his glasses, and a flash of light suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Glasses! Yes, glasses!" Harry said loudly, "Hermione, that time you used magic to repair the broken lenses for me!"

"Impossible!" Hermione objected almost instinctively.

"I'm afraid that's true." Wright said, "On that day, not far from the entrance of Gringotts, you used two magic spells on Harry, Clean Up and Restoration, to help Harry clean up the soot on his body. , and the damaged left eye lens.”

"Why do you remember Wright so clearly, as if you just saw it?" Chang Chu gave Wright a strange look. Although she knew that Wright's memory had always been very good, it was not to this extent anyway. Come on, son?

"I may know a little bit." Harry showed a slightly proud smile and looked at Wright, "It should be the Pensieve, right?"

Wright chuckled and nodded. He remembered this memory so clearly because he happened to watch it recently.

At this time, Hermione finally recalled everything that happened that day, and couldn't help but shut her mouth in a depressed manner.

"What's a pensieve?" Chang Chu was quite interested in what Harry was talking about. It sounded quite high-end, at least one level higher than the flying gold galleons.

"My newly refined alchemy tool allows you to view someone's memory from a God's perspective. Of course, the wizard must have superb memory magic abilities that allow him to extract his own memories and put them into a pensieve," Wright said. , "But the viewer doesn't have so many requirements. He can just bury his head in the pensieve and watch."

At this point, Wright suddenly came to Chang Chu's ear and said in a very low voice: "If you want to see it, I can also pull out the memory of last night and put it in~"

Chang Chu turned his head and glared at Wright with a blushing face.

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