【HP】I don’t want to fall in love, I just want to mess around

Esther entered Professor Snape's office, followed closely by Draco.

"Sit first."

Professor Snape calmly asked them to sit down first, then hurried to the fireplace and briefly reported the matter to Dumbledore.

Draco was obviously more familiar with Esther in Professor Snape's office. He picked up the teapot on his own initiative, poured Esther a cup of hot tea, and asked with concern: "Are you feeling better now?"

Esther nodded to him and forced a smile: "It's much better. By the way, Draco, can you do me a favor? Bring me some food. I feel very weak this afternoon and need to eat something to supplement." physical strength."

Draco looked into her eyes and understood immediately that she was deliberately making excuses to send him away.

For a moment, irritability lingered in his mind, and he frowned and asked directly: "Ais, do you want to send me away? Why? Because you don't trust me?"

Esther opened her mouth, not knowing how to explain to him.

No, it's not that she doesn't trust him, but she doesn't want him to get involved in these troubles. She often doesn't know about it, which is also a kind of protection.

She couldn't say anything, so she could only shake her head: "It's not that I don't trust you. On the contrary, I trust you. I will tell you when I have sorted out the causes and consequences of these things."

"Why can't you tell me now?" He was still a little dissatisfied: "No matter what happens, I can help you share it."

Esther smiled bitterly, even a little afraid to look at him.

Because his eyes were so sure and serious that she didn't know what to do.

"Some things cannot be shared, and I...don't want others to share them for me."

Esther said with a slightly heavy tone. She rubbed the tea cup with her fingers. Her cold fingers absorbed the warmth, but her heart was still heavy.

Over there, Professor Snape has returned.

His eyes paused for a second on the steaming tea cup in Esther's hand, and then looked at Draco aside, with an unpredictable look on his face.

"Mr. Malfoy, please go out first. I need to talk to Miss Mayne alone."

Professor Snape spoke directly and asked Draco to avoid it.

"But the professor..."

"go out."

……

Draco finally left here reluctantly.

After he left, Professor Snape waved his wand, and Esther guessed that he must have cast some kind of spell to prevent their conversation from being overheard by others.

"So, I want to know who performed Legilimency on you. Have you been exposed?"

Snape asked her directly without beating around the bush.

Esther put down her tea cup, looked at him, and answered the first question: "It was Moody, or rather Crouch Jr., who used Legilimency on me."

Snape's expression changed: "Little Crouch? Barty Crouch's son, didn't he die in Azkaban a long time ago?"

Esther shook her head: "Supposedly, it is like this, but Crouch Sr.'s wife was seriously ill. Before she died, she begged Mr. Crouch Sr. to use polyjuice potion to turn her into the appearance of her son, and then use the invisibility... Yi sneaked into Azkaban, replaced his son, and died in Azkaban."

Snape looked at her: "Then how do you know this?"

Esther smiled: "Why do I know this? Professor, you should know, otherwise you wouldn't ask me if I was exposed?"

Snape's expression did not change: "So are you exposed?"

Esther thought for a moment and said, "How should I put it? Since the beginning of this semester, I have been secretly practicing Occlumency on my own. I successfully resisted his Legilimency, but it was exposed in other places."

She said as she took out the destroyed Marauder's Map.

"Professor, he knows what this is, so he suspects that I already know about him pretending to be Moody, so he uses Forgetfulness on me, hoping that I will lose all my memory, and it is best to become an idiot. "

Esther told the truth honestly.

There was a burst of fire from the fireplace, and Professor Dumbledore entered the office through the fireplace.

"I've heard about this, Esther, are you okay?"

The white-bearded Principal Dumbledore first expressed condolences for her physical condition.

Esther subconsciously straightened her back and said to him, "It's getting better now. Fortunately, I have this."

She pointed to the pendant hanging around her neck: "This is a gift from my mother. It is said that it can help people avoid disasters and keep the wearer away from misfortunes. Facts have proved that it is indeed the case. It has saved me several times." ”

Dumbledore glanced at the pendant and could indeed feel some magic fluctuations on it. Although such magic props were rare, they were far from amazing.

He was more concerned about another issue at this time.

"You are indeed lucky, so can you tell us what happened? Or is there anything we can do to help you?"

Before answering this question, Esther said something else.

"You know, Professor, the human brain is more magical than you think. Just like many things we think we don't remember, in fact those memories are still stored in the brain. It's just that you have forgotten it. But your brain But I’ll help you remember it clearly.”

Esther looked at them: "Every time I encounter danger, I always dream about some inexplicable conversations. I didn't understand what they were at first. It wasn't until just now that I finally thought of what they were. It's not a dream. , but my memory, a memory that I thought I had forgotten a long time ago."

It was the same as when Harry, under the influence of the Dementors, remembered the death of his parents when he was one year old.

Esther also remembered some things that she had just traveled through time.

"What memory?"

Dumbledore looked at her curiously.

Esther said bluntly: "You are the ones talking about me, and my parents decided to cut off all ties with the magical world for my memory. So, you know what to write, right? You have known it since I was born."

Esther's hands were shaking when she said this.

She originally thought that she was just an ordinary time traveler, but she didn't expect that things were more complicated than she imagined.

It was so complicated that it scared her.

Dumbledore sighed and looked at her gently with his wise blue eyes: "So you want to know the truth from me, right?"

"So, will you tell me?"

Esther asked, staring closely at him.

"If you want to know, of course you can."

Dumbledore sat down slowly: "Perhaps you know who made the prophecy about Harry."

Esther nodded: "It's Professor Trelawney, right?"

"Yes, it is indeed her. But the world doesn't know that in addition to this prophecy, she also made another prophecy."

"Is the other prophecy about me?" Esther already had a guess in her mind.

"It is indeed about you. Your mother had not yet given birth. When Trelawney saw your mother, she made a prophecy. At that time, because the first prophecy was leaked, the Harry family was hiding. You My father was afraid that your family would follow in the footsteps of the Buhari family, so he used extremely decisive methods to protect you."

Speaking of this, Professor Snape, who had been silent since Dumbledore's arrival, looked even more complicated.