HP: The Blood Prince of Hogwarts

"By the way, Dad seems to have something to talk to you about. Let me take you to the reception room." Draco said to Olga.

Olga and Theodore looked at each other knowingly, then stood up and followed Draco.

"We're here. I'll be waiting for you outside." Draco opened the door for Olga.

Olga nodded and walked in. Lucius was sitting upright at the table, and when he saw Olga, he stood up and bowed gracefully.

"My noble little prince, Narcissa has informed me of your conversation. I think we can get straight to the point?"

"Of course, Mr. Malfoy." Olga liked people like Lucius who were straightforward.

The two discussed the magic circle and the relevant candidates, and Lucius said that he would do his best to help Olga keep an eye out.

"So, what are your conditions?"

Lucius paused for a moment, as if he didn't expect the young prince to ask directly.

"Don't mind. I always like to speak my mind. If you help me, I will do my best to help you in exchange."

"I wonder if the young prince knows about the Dark Lord?" Lucius asked thoughtfully.

"You mean... Voldemort?"

Hearing the name, Lucius couldn't help but shudder. It was truly a horrible memory.

"That's right... When that person was still alive, the Malfoy family worked for him, and later -"

"I know all this, Mr. Malfoy. I can provide you with a way out," Olga interrupted him, "but I also hope that you will make plans early, because he will be back soon."

Lucius' pupils shrank slightly: "Are you... sure?"

Olga didn't know what Dumbledore was planning for the time being, so she didn't tell him about Quirrell.

"I never say anything irresponsible. I don't want to interfere in the affairs of the wizarding world, so I won't interfere with your decision, but I still hope you can consider Draco and your wife more."

"What do you think...what should I do?"

"I have heard about the deeds of the two Dark Lords. To be honest, I am not optimistic about Voldemort. In comparison, Grindelwald is obviously stronger, but he also lost, didn't he?"

Lucius mused.

"Don't worry, the vampires can be Malfoy's shelter at any time - this is my promise to you."

—

Draco was very surprised when he saw Lucius escorting Olga out. He could feel that his father was in a very good mood.

"Well, I won't bother you anymore." Olga said goodbye politely.

"Thank you very much. Please come to Malfoy Manor next time you are on holiday." Lucius invited sincerely. His son was still useful.

"What did you and Dad talk about?" Draco asked after saying goodbye to Lucius.

"Children should stay out of the way of adults' affairs," Olga said perfunctorily.

Draco was unconvinced: "We are obviously the same age."

"hehe."

Draco was frightened by Olga's laughter and said angrily, "I won't ask."

After Olga reunited with Theodore, she said goodbye to Draco and teleported back to Nott Manor.

Theodore felt the vampire's teleportation for the first time, and he was surprised and delighted. He didn't know how many more surprises his kitten had.

—

Christmas at Hogwarts was not as lively as usual, and there were only a few students left in the school.

Fred and George were still in a listless state. Even the wizard lottery gifts and firecrackers at the party failed to cheer them up. Percy was not used to the quietness of his two younger brothers and strongly suggested that they go to the school infirmary.

Apart from playing wizard chess every day, Harry and his two friends were looking for information about Nicolas Flamel. The only thing that made Harry happy was that he received an invisibility cloak on Christmas Day, which was said to be left to him by his father.

That night, Harry put on his cloak and went to the restricted section of the library alone, trying to find out who Nicolas Flamel was.

Unexpectedly, Filch was alarmed and he hid in an abandoned classroom in a panic, where he accidentally discovered a very magnificent mirror.

Harry took off his invisibility cloak and walked to the mirror, but unexpectedly saw his deceased parents. He excitedly ran back to the dormitory to wake up Ron and Zero, and took them to the classroom to share his great discovery with his friends.

Harry: "Look! It's this mirror! I can see my parents!"

Ron and Zero walked over to the mirror, but didn't see Harry's family.

"Oh no, I saw myself - but it's not the same as now. I seem to be the president of the student union! I'm holding the house cup and the Quidditch cup in my hands - Merlin's lace stockings, and I'm even the Quidditch captain!" Ron was very excited. "Do you think this mirror can see the future?"

"How is that possible? My family is all dead."

Ling remained silent, looking at the scene in the mirror - that was Olga, or rather, the grown-up Olga.

She smiled happily, just like before, standing beside him with a smile, hugging him happily, and standing on tiptoe to kiss him.

Ling stared at the scene in a daze. This was a scene he had never dared to imagine.

"Zero, what did you see?" Harry asked, not wanting to argue with Ron.

"I--"

A sound suddenly came from the corridor outside, and the three of them quickly put on their invisibility cloaks.

Soon Mrs. Norris appeared in the classroom, stared in their direction for a while, and then turned and left.

Fearing that Filch might be called, they hurried back to their dormitory.

In the next few days, Harry and Zero were a little absent-minded and went to the mirror almost every day. No matter how Ron tried to stop them, it was useless. Poor Ron realized for the first time the value of Hermione - she would definitely use a lot of reasons to convince them.

Zero kept avoiding talking about what he saw, and Harry didn't ask any questions. His mind was full of scenes of him spending time with his family.

Until they met Dumbledore in that classroom.

"I think you have discovered the fun of the Mirror of Erised," Dumbledore said to the two with a smile.

Harry and Zero breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Dumbledore didn't seem angry.

Harry: "We didn't know it was called that. But it made me see my family—"

"Your friend Ron also saw that he had become the head of the student union," Dumbledore looked at Zero, "but I don't know what this gentleman saw?"

Harry's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Don't be nervous. You know, I don't need an invisibility cloak to be invisible." Dumbledore winked at Harry. "So, do you know what the Mirror of Erised allows us to see?"

Harry shook his head and looked at the naughty headmaster with no clear meaning.

“Let me put it this way. Anyone who can only see his or her own appearance in the Mirror of Erised must be the happiest person in the world. Do you understand?”

"So... mirrors can make us see the things we want most?" Harry said slowly.

"It can be understood that it does allow us to see the strongest desires in our hearts, but it cannot teach us knowledge or tell us the truth. In front of it, people will only waste their time, and some people may even be driven crazy."

Ling lowered his head in embarrassment. His most urgent wish was... His Highness...

"So tomorrow the mirror will be moved to a new place, and please don't look for it again. It's useless to indulge in illusions and forget the reality. So why don't you put on the wonderful invisibility cloak and go back to bed?"

"Professor Dumbledore, what did you see?"

"Me... I saw myself holding a pair of thick woolen socks. You know, there are never enough socks to wear, but I have never received a pair of socks for Christmas." Dumbledore said with some regret.

—

For the rest of the Christmas holiday, Olga stayed at Nott Manor and checked information with Theodore. Oh, it was Theodore who checked, and she was mainly keeping him company. Finally, there was some progress before the end of the holiday.

"Found it!" Theodore showed a rare excitement. "There is a record of a powerful ancient magic circle here, but - it seems to be a fragment."

"Let me see." Olga carefully took the tattered book, which contained obscure Hebrew words and many complex symbols.

"I have to say, vampires are really not good at such tedious things. Thank you for your hard work, Theodore." Olga gave up after taking a few glances. She could hand it to Dumbledore later. Maybe he would be able to understand it.

Theodore shook his head. He was happy to have the kitten's company.

"But... the original copy must be left to you." Olga said as she summoned her spirit staff and slowly copied the contents of the book onto a blank piece of paper.

Theodore was lost in thought as he watched Olga concentrate, until she stopped moving, and then he realized, "Is this also the ability of the vampires?"

"That's not the case. It can be done as long as you master the magic power accurately. If you are interested, I can teach you." It is just a reward for this time.

"That's very kind of you," Theodore said gently.

—

On the day before school started, when Olga and Theodore were getting ready to go back to school, the clinging little rose kept rubbing against them, seeming reluctant to leave.

"Okay, Hill, we have to go to school and will be back in the summer vacation." Theodore said helplessly. Hill is the name he gave to the little rose, which is a combination of his and Olga's names.

"If you're bored, go bask in the sun. Marcy will take care of you." Marcy is the elf of the Nott family. Because Theodore knew that Olga didn't like ugly things, he didn't let her show up during this period.

Hill was hanging his branches, looking a little wilted, and he didn't dare to get close to Olga.

"I'll come see you when I have time, little one." Olga glanced at Rose who immediately stood up, and couldn't help but curled the corners of her lips. Although she was a bit annoying, she was quite cute sometimes.

Theodore felt that the scene before him was extremely warm, just what he imagined home should be like.

If my mother were still alive, she would definitely love Olga very much.

"Let's go." Olga grabbed Theodore's hand and teleported back to Hogwarts.

Olga returned to the dormitory and found that she had received so many Christmas gifts, for Harry, Ron, Hermione... and even Mrs. Weasley?

She opened the gift in surprise. It was a white sweater with the letter "o" on the chest - it should be the initials of her name, and a letter. She slowly unfolded it:

Dear Olga, I hope this gift doesn't bother you. I'm the mother of Fred and George, and of course, Ron. I often hear them mention you in their letters. I heard that you gave each of them a cute little bat as a messenger? This is really expensive, but I still want to thank you very much for allowing old Errol to spend his old age in peace (the rampaging owl in the Weasley family). I hope the children don't cause you any trouble in normal times, especially Fred and George, who I know very well are definitely trouble makers. I also hope that you can come to the Burrow for the summer vacation. Yours, Molly Weasley

Olga was a little at a loss at this time. She had just parted ways with the twins before the holiday, but now she received a Christmas gift carefully prepared by their mother.

She put on the sweater and looked in the mirror. It was the right size. Although they had never met before, Olga still felt warmed by this enthusiastic and kind lady.

This made her even more unsure about how to face the two boys.

—

The days after school started continued as usual.

Olga hadn't figured out how to compensate the Weasley twins yet, so she kept avoiding them and didn't go to the Great Hall.

There were several times when George even saw her on the road, but the next second she disappeared.

Even the most obtuse one could tell that the little snake princess was deliberately avoiding them. Both of them were very frustrated. It was the first time they felt that it was bad that the vampires could teleport.

Everyone in Slytherin breathed a sigh of relief. Master Malfoy had finally reconciled with the little prince, and they no longer had to worry about being innocently implicated.

During class, Harry and the others found that Malfoy started to stick to Olga again, and they knew that something must have happened during the holiday.

Zero looked very unhappy about this. After learning about the Mirror of Erised, Hermione guessed that he might have seen the images about Olga. Alas, poor boy.

It was not until several people discovered the relationship between Nicolas Flamel and the Philosopher's Stone that Zero thought Olga might be interested in this matter, so he went to find Olga with Harry and the others and told her about their experiences during this period.

"You mean, the Philosopher's Stone can not only turn into gold, but also make people immortal?" Olga concluded.

The four of them nodded like chicks pecking at rice.

"And Nicolas Flamel was the maker of this thing?"

The four of them continued to nod.

"So... since he can create such magical things, he should also be able to study complex magic arrays?"

The four of them nodded continuously.

"I understand. I will ask Dumbledore. Thank you very much." Olga thanked them sincerely.

"Don't be like that. It was only after we found out about the Philosopher's Stone that we thought it might be helpful to you..." Hermione said embarrassedly.

"If there is any result, it will be a great help to me." Olga touched Hermione's fluffy hair. She was so cute. No wonder people often liked to touch her head.

"But why did you think of checking this?"

"Because we suspect Quirrell wants to steal the Philosopher's Stone! The Halloween troll is him who deliberately wants to divert everyone's attention to the room on the fourth floor--" Ron said quickly, and Harry didn't have time to cover his mouth.

"Which room on the fourth floor?" Olga looked puzzled.