[HP] Become a new Hogwarts legend

People walked and kept walking, singing ancient mourning songs. The long mourning songs echoed in the valley. The sound of birdsong, the sound of wind and the hunting sound of white flags accompanied this mourning song in a low voice. The people in the small town People made way for the funeral procession and stood on the roadside with their heads bowed. Some curious young people asked: "Who are they burying?" "The people who live over there in the forest" "Those weirdos?" "No matter how weird they are." A rich man, look at this magnificent burial ship."

A thirteen-year-old girl stumbled into the queue. The panicked footsteps interrupted the chanting of mourning. Everyone looked at her with mournful eyes. Her mother was standing at the front of the queue and was surrounded by others. A young woman holds on.

"Nolen"

Her mother called her name softly, with a trace of swallowing in her always gentle voice. Nolen's eyes touched the black satin in her brother's arms, where her father's body was wrapped. She staggered on her feet and threw herself at her mother. Crying uncontrollably in my arms.

"Who is it? Tell me" Nolen's throat choked like a trapped animal, and sentences with changed tones were squeezed out of it.

"It's Hejin. They were dueling at sea." Her mother's hand suddenly grasped her shoulders, and fear made her voice tremble. "He used the Unforgivable Curse."

The heavy name floated into her ears, and the spell that was forbidden to be touched took away her father's life. The color of her face suddenly faded, her lips were biting tightly, and tears welled up silently.

Wu Ni's tall back, which had been facing them, seemed to tremble. He took the body in his arms more solemnly, and then took steps to lead the team towards the seaside. The ancient mourning song played again , irretrievably dissipated in the sea breeze over time.

The person walking at the end took out his wand from his robe and cast a confusion spell. People were busy quietly, placing the body on the deck, placing flowers in their hands next to the body, observing a moment of silence, and then returned to their places.

"He was born great and died extraordinary. His will is in flames, burning out all evil."

The rarely seen prophet presided over the funeral. While reciting the eulogy, she moved the astrolabe. The magic ring was taken off, embedded in the groove of the altar, and disappeared into the wind with the last word of the eulogy. In the middle, flames rose into the sky, and the body and the warship were wrapped. In the flames, the crow circled and screamed, spreading its wings to embrace its dead believer. The warship carrying the body disappeared on the sea when the flames burned out.

Nolen sat on the beach for a long time, looking at the place where the warship disappeared. It was not until the sun fell into the sea that the cold sea breeze brought her back to her senses.

Everything felt like a dream. Before school started, her father had promised to bring her a Bowtruckle, but now it disappeared in front of her eyes along with the flames. The culprit, her favorite brother, was still absconding overseas.

"You are in a very bad state now, dear." A warming spell hit her. Her mother sat down next to her and stretched out her hand to help her tidy up her hair that was blown by the sea breeze. "The Ridgeback in the Dragon Farm gave birth to a new baby dragon. , when she hatches, mother will take you to see it, and you can also invite your friends to come along - I heard you made new friends in Durmstrang."

"They are all Victor's friends, not mine," Nolen muttered.

After all, they only regard her as Victor's little sister, and for his sake, they should take more care of her. What's more, Nolen thought of Lizzie's swollen face after being punched by him. Wasn't it because he was always doing dark magic? Give her trouble in class.

Facing his mother's concerned gaze, Nolen swallowed the rest of his words, leaned in his mother's arms in frustration, and rubbed her arms aggrievedly.

"There is one thing that your father has never let me tell you."

Holding her daughter who rarely acted coquettishly, her mother could hardly bear to speak out. After being silent for a long time, she just put Nolen in her arms, sighed and continued talking.

"The prophet once made a prophecy - the wizarding world will encounter a disaster, darkness will return, and a battle is inevitable, but it does not mean that we are doomed to fail. The trajectory of the planet is constantly changing, and there is only one person outside the trajectory."

"Who is this person?" Nolen said bluntly, "What can I do?"

"There is only one savior." The mother looked at her daughter apologetically and said, "As long as we are on the trajectory, you can do a lot."

"Can't I stay with you?" Nolen stared at the tips of his shoes and asked again without giving up, his muffled voice a little crying.

"I'm sorry for making the decision for you." The mother gently held her daughter's face and wiped away the tears from her eyes. "Hogwarts will be great"

"I - I heard that British wizards are stubborn pure-blood lunatics." Nolen quickly looked at his mother's expression, lowered his head and continued, "I'm just worried that I can't handle it well."

"Actually, you have been handling it well. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. You just need to make friends." The mother whimpered, leaned down and kissed Nolen's face. She turned her head and didn't dare to look at her daughter again, waving her hand to signal her. Go back first.

Nolen turned back to look at his mother who was praying silently facing the sea. Just now, a ring fell into the pocket of her robe. It was something that the children of the Lynn family could only get after they turned 15, which meant that they were recognized. As a wizard in his own right.

The ring shone faintly in the dark, and automatically adjusted to the right size after being put on. She suddenly remembered that when she was a child, she often pestered He Jin to lend her the ring to play with. His one was dark green, which matched the color. His hands are fair and slender.

Her childhood seemed as gone as the man's original intentions.

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Nolen has not returned to Durmstrang since the funeral. The transfer went smoothly. One day, she received letters from Principal Karkaroff and Principal Dumbledore at the same time. One letter was from Durmstrang. A letter of introduction from Trump, and another letter of welcome from Principal Dumbledore.

Victor's owl only came once, bringing her a short letter and luggage that the roommates helped pack. Nolen guessed that he was probably having a headache from IMTS (Durmstrang's Intermediate Magic Test) ), he sent the vitality tonic prepared by his mother along with the letter, and declined his enthusiastic invitation to the Quidditch game.

She spent all the summer vacation in the greenhouse. Her father cultivated an herb called licorice during his lifetime. This was the only potion material he found that had hope of alleviating her nightmare syndrome. Unfortunately, he only had time to leave it in his notes. He passed away with just a few words. She spent half a month crushing the mature leaves of mindweed and filling them into potion bottles according to the notes, intending to take them to Hogwarts for further research.

One morning, when she was carrying a bucket of chopped sleepy beans to deliver to her mother's potions room, the Hogwarts owl happened to fly out of the window and took the owl's letter. She handed it to the exhausted owl who was dying. After adding some food, I planned to let the poor little guy rest before returning to England.

After such a long journey, I really don’t know if he can still fly back alive. While thinking about it, Nolen opened the yellow parchment envelope, which was written in emerald green ink: Miss Nolen Lynn of Lynn Manor .

"Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Confederation of Wizards, Sir Merlin and Grand Wizard, and Chief Magician of the Wizengamot), your title as headmaster is really long." Nolen said as he fiddled with the top of the owl's head with his fingers. The little fluff on her head seemed to understand her words. The owl tilted its head and rubbed her fingers before continuing to drink water.

She needed to prepare a cauldron, a scale and a set of potion bottles, which she already had. In addition, she also needed some Hogwarts school robes. The letter said she could order them in Diagon Alley. There was also a book accompanying the letter that she needed to use this semester. Looking at the list of book titles that she knew clearly but made her puzzled, Nolen retreated.

Female ghost? Ghoul? Werewolf? She wouldn't want to fight these things - she'd rather skip class, after all she didn't even get an A in Dark Arts at Durmstrang.

On Wednesday morning, Nolen declined the escort of a house elf and chose to go to the wizarding bar in the town alone to take the floo network.

For about as long as she can remember, Lynn Manor has been in its current state of isolation. The manor is protected by the Confusion Curse and the Muggle Expelling Curse, the fireplace is cut off from the floo network, and the address is hidden by magic. The family has become a mystery in the international wizarding community. Even if she goes to Durmstrang to attend school, she is the only student who will be sent directly to the ship by the house elves.

Taking the floo powder handed over by her boss, Nolen walked to the flames expectantly and nervously. This was her first time using the floo network. She sprinkled the floo powder on it, closed her eyes, don't panic, she said silently in her heart. Following the boss's instructions, he shouted clearly: "Diagon Alley, London".

She was drawn into the green flames, and her whole body fell into a rapidly rotating space, accompanied by a huge roar and a nauseating dizziness. Then, she definitely felt herself falling, like a bubble pod falling to the ground. .

It's so embarrassing, just find a place to bloom here, she thought as she lay on the ground.

At this time, she heard a strange voice: "Hey, maybe you should get off me and find a crack to get in."

"Ah!" Nolen screamed, quickly got up, and saw a boy with short red hair lying where she had just gotten up.

"Be careful!" George climbed up from the ground and complained, rubbing his knees, "You can't be a Muggle kid taking the floo for the first time, right?"

It was in this situation that George saw Nolen for the first time. She was wearing a black robe, and her neat short hair was hanging casually on her forehead, casting a shadow on her fair cheeks. The sun shone into the girl's dark eyes, There was a sheen of panic.

She's not going to cry, is she? George was suddenly at a loss, but it was me who was hit. Well, maybe she was hurt by the fall, after all, she looked so small.

"I'm sorry." From the corner of her eye, Nolen suddenly saw a familiar figure disappearing at the entrance of a dim alley to the right. She didn't have time to explain clearly to the red-haired boy. She quickly took out a piece of gold galleons from her robe pocket and stuffed it into the boy's face. With his hand in his hand, he ran towards the place where the figure disappeared, shouting to the back as he ran, "If you have any questions, come to Hogwarts and see Nolen Lynn."

"What's wrong with you? Come back!" George stretched out his hand to grab the air, and Nolen's back quickly disappeared into Knockturn Alley, no matter how much he shouted, he was nowhere to be seen.

"Hey, what's going on George?" Fred walked out of the store and saw his brother staring in the direction of Knockturn Alley, holding a Gold Galleons in his hand.

"Did you hear that, Fred? What was her name, Norn? Or Lane?"

"I didn't hear anything, where did this Galleung come from?" Fred reached out to dig out the Gold Galleung in George's hand, but missed it, and the two of them struggled with each other over the Gold Galleung. .