Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

After eating the food prepared by Aberforth, and with the fireplace burning warmly in the living room, Indra sank into the sofa and fell asleep like the other three people.

"Okay, now you can leave here and leave Hogsmeade. Not tonight. There is a Howling Curse on the street. When the curfew is lifted at dawn, you can use the Invisibility Cloak and/or the Disguise Charm to set off on foot. Once in the mountains, you can apparate..."

Indra cheered up and sat up, looking at Aberforth with Hermione.

Didn't he get orders from Dumbledore, didn't he get a request to help them.

Harry: "No, we're going to Hogwarts."

Aberforth: "Don't be stupid, kid."

Indra: "We must go in. If we don't go in, the mysterious person will go in."

Aberforth: "It won't help if you go in. The only thing you can do is to stay away from here."

Harry: "You don't understand, there's no time - Dumbledore, your brother, wants us in..."

Aberforth: "My brother wanted many things, and in carrying out his grandiose plans for great things, many people were harmed..."

Harry and Aberforth started to argue, and the topic always came around to the man who had been sleeping underground, and to Dumbledore.

Summer should have arrived in urban London by now, but here, in Hogsmeade, snow was falling outside the dark and hazy windows.

A heavy snowfall half a century ago.

Indra leaned on the sofa and looked at the oil painting on the fireplace.

Aberforth started talking under Hermione's questioning. When he started to tell, Indra's eyes moved down to the jumping flames.

There was no way to look at that innocent little girl while listening to such a story.

The story Aberforth told was exactly the same as Indra guessed, but the truth and details were clearer, sad and cruel, especially his voice filled with anger, powerlessness and pain, which made Hermione burst into tears again. En's face turned pale.

Forced to listen again, Indra suffered more than the others because she knew who actually killed Ariana.

She thought that this truth had tortured Dumbledore all these years, that he had won that legendary battle, and that everyone had come to congratulate him.

But that was his most painful day.

That day, he lost his former lover and learned that he had killed his dear sister.

The wand in his hand was a constant reminder of this fact, and his soul would not rest in peace until the moment of his death.

Harry spoke suddenly, his voice difficult, "He has never been freed. The night your brother died, he drank a poison prepared by a mysterious man. He began to scream insanely, to a person in his memory. Pleading, 'Don't hurt them, please... come to me...' "

The snow outside the window fell harder, but it was only covered by the excited chatter inside the house. When the place became quiet and there was only the faint crackling of the fire, the sound of snowflakes hitting the window became clear.

The chair creaked, and Aberforth stood up, walked around the table, and walked towards Ariana's portrait on the fireplace.

Indra watched Ariana turn around and walked away from the oil painting along the path behind her.

"Now there is only this way in, the other ancient secret passages have been sealed."

Aberforth said to them, "Snape is in sole control now. The Carrow brothers and sisters are his right-hand men. There are Death Eaters around Hogwarts, and there are patrols in every other place in the school. You go in." , what can we do?”

In the oil painting, Ariana walked back, with a tall boy limping beside her, her face full of excitement.

It was Neville Longbottom. He was even more embarrassed than the last time Indra saw him. His face was covered with cuts and his clothes were in tatters. He looked like the beggars on the streets of Diagon Alley.

The painting opened like a small door, and the real Neville emerged from the tunnel at the back, jumping down from the fireplace and jumping towards Harry in ecstasy.

"I know! I knew you would come!"

Neville hugged Ron and Hermione one by one, and when it was Indra's turn, the two nodded to each other.

He looked at Indra in surprise, "It's great that you weren't captured. We saw that you were also on the wanted list. Have you been together all this time? Did you really break into Gringotts? Really ride a fire dragon? escaped?"

Indra: "I just met him not long ago, it's true."

Hermione looked at the hurt on Neville's face and asked, "What's going on with you?"

Neville shook his head, his face still full of excitement. "It's okay. Seamus is in worse condition than me. Let's go back now! They will be very happy. Oh, no, there are two more people coming over. They will come directly later." Apparated here..."

Indra and the others climbed onto the fireplace, got into the passage behind Ariana's portrait, and walked down a few steps.

Brass lamps are hung on the walls of the passage for illumination, which looks very old.

"Continue to tell us about your story. This matter has spread in the school. What happened to the fire dragon?" Neville asked.

Ron: "It's free."

Indra thought that she should find an excuse to separate from Harry and the others later, and then go find Professor Snape.

Neville: "By the way, a few months ago, someone broke into the school, injured the Auror guarding the gate and escaped. Is it you?"

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at Indra, and she whispered, "It's me."

Neville took a breath and looked at Indra with reverence.

Several people were walking and chatting.

The smooth ground gradually turned into an uphill slope, and after turning another corner, there was the end of the passage.

Indra said to the three people, "We will act separately later. I want to go to Slytherin first and contact them via galleons."

Neville: "Whatever you want to do, we can help."

The door at the end of the passage opened, and outside was another large room. Red, blue, and yellow hammocks hung on the ceiling with the patterns of their respective colleges.

There is a row of bookshelves filled with books and a few broomsticks beside the wall. It is like a dormitory.

As soon as they walked out, the members in the room gathered around them, all familiar faces, cheering and jumping for joy. It took a while before they became quiet.

"Is this the Room of Requirement?"

Indra looked around and couldn't think of any other place in Hogwarts that could be like this.

Neville nodded happily, "Of course! It saved me from the Carlo brothers and sisters. More and more DA members moved in later, and it changes every day."

Ernie squeezed to the front, "Indra, you are back too!"

"Did you really break into Gringotts?"

Everyone was talking to each other excitedly, and some classmates who had already left school gradually emerged from the portrait door leading to the Pig Head Bar.

The Weasley children, Luna and Dean at the Raven Pub...and Cho Chang, etc.

Harry's head ached again and he was sweating profusely. From the exchange of eyes, Indra understood that Voldemort was making another move.

They must act quickly.

Neville led them to a corner, where there was a wooden staircase leading up to a cupboard.

"He leads to a different place every day, so he has never been discovered. But the only trouble is that you don't know where you will come out in the end. Be careful, there are many people patrolling at night."

Indra cast the Disillusionment Charm and found that he came out into a dark corridor. In the air next to him, Harry's voice sounded softly, "This is the sixth floor."

"Okay, I'll go look somewhere else and you guys go look for something."

Luna: "Be careful, Indra."

Indra responded, turned and walked towards the spiral staircase, while Harry and Luna, wearing the Invisibility Cloak, went to Ravenclaw to find the diadem and left in the other direction.