[Comprehensive British and American] The Wizard of Cullen's House

After returning from the supermarket, that night, when she learned that Alice, Rosalie, and Emmett were going to study at the University of Surrey, and that Carlisle was going to teach at the University of Surrey, Avella's first reaction was that vampires also wanted to go to the University of Surrey. go to school?Emmett let out a huge laugh at her question, Rosalie looked like you might as well not be such an idiot; Jasper didn't show any expression—but the little smile on his mouth couldn't fool Avella, Alice turned her head to Carlisle and said, "Look, I just said that we will have a very lovely family!"

Edward laughed enough, and then explained with Avella's increasingly aggrieved and angry expression: "It's not that vampires want to go to school, but we want to go to school."

"Also, Ivy," Esme added, amused, "We each had the experience of going to college, and I have to say, it was wonderful. You'll love it later."

"Am I going to school too?!" Avella exclaimed, standing up abruptly, her expression changed from disbelief to joy in a second, "But, I mean, I've been going to wizard school , since I was 11 years old. Can I learn them well? Will they be difficult? What if I can’t understand? Maybe one of you can teach me some basic ones first, medicine is not necessary, I can understand It, so maybe you guys can make up some other simpler lessons for me first..."

Avella started to speak incoherently and had no intention of stopping, but then her voice stopped abruptly - after Edward patted her on the head lightly.

"You can't go to school yet, Ivy." Esme was happy with the excitement that Avella showed when she knew she was going to college, but at the same time regretted, "Because you can't control it well now." You yourself." They couldn't guarantee that Avella could keep calm in the crowd—especially in front of energetic college students.

Avella was silent for a while, but then said cheerfully: "I'm just excited about going to college later. Maybe I can lay a foundation at home first, and Edward can teach me." She looked at Edward.

Edward raised an eyebrow, and didn't answer Avella's proposal, but generally he was willing, as long as this little thing didn't affect his listening to music.

He still can't forget that Ivy and Alice rushed into his room when he was composing music on a whim, sat next to him and played his piano all over the place-these two damn little monsters !

In September, the weather in Surrey became cooler—although Avella didn't feel anything, she still kindly changed her short sleeves and put on a long autumn shirt that looked very warm.With a lot of emptiness at home, besides watering the flowers and plants in her backyard with Esme every day, she just sits in Carlisle's study and flips through the brick books there. The book went straight to Edward's room.

Overall, the days are pretty pleasant.

The current Avila still recalls the scene when she met Sirius and the others two months ago, and the image of herself beating those Death Eaters madly in front of them will often appear in her mind.She occasionally joked to herself that if it wasn't for vampires not having to sleep and never dreaming, she would probably be woken up in a dream - because in her mind, the expressions of Sirius and Remus were almost shocked.

She couldn't remember if she was frightened or not, but she was so... uncomfortable with the way they were looking at strangers, and it was enough to make her back off.

There was no special news in the wizarding newspapers in recent days, and the contact words commonly used by Aurors had not appeared in the newspapers for a long time, which made her wonder if something happened in the wizarding world—the more she guessed, the more The more uneasy.And at this time, Edward would always come to her with his precious film, and then, the classical music, which might be exciting or dignified but with a smooth unified characteristic, would flow throughout her room.

Avella never stopped saying thank you to Edward, even in her head.

So she tried hard to think that maybe it was because of what the Aurors were planning, or that Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix had some new moves, and those new moves would stabilize the war on the righteous side and win in the end.

On this day, Avella was listening carefully to Edward's lecture on some simple knowledge about Italian vampires—he focused on the history created by the Volturi clan.Avella asked, "So they know I exist?"

"Maybe." Edward was actually not sure, "After all, when Alice joined us, Carlisle didn't tell Aro, but Aro still knew."

"Oh... so, what is that Aro's ability?" Avella continued to ask.

"Read the pictures or memories in your head by touching your skin." As soon as Edward finished speaking, he and Avella turned their heads and stared out the window in tacit agreement, and in the next second, they had already stood The door of the house.

Jasper protected Esme and stood a little back, while Edward stood at the front, and subconsciously stretched out his arms slightly to protect Avella—although he knew that Avella, who had passed the newborn stage, was in front of her. He was still stronger than him in terms of combat power, but he did it anyway.

"Who could it be?" Avella asked softly, her throat moving.

"I don't know." Edward was very serious. He hadn't felt this completely strange atmosphere for a long time—the most important thing was that that atmosphere was slowly invading their hearts in a way that none of them would like. Home.

They don't know who is standing outside the door, but they know he/she is tough.

Edward stretched out his hand, and Jasper was protecting Esme—his muscles were tense, and his eyes were fixed on the door that Edward slowly opened.All he could think about was that if there was anything wrong behind the door, he would pounce on it and tear the thing behind the door to shreds.His tyrannical aura affected other people present, Avella bared her teeth intuitively, and let out a vigilant growl from her throat.

"I'm sorry." An old thick voice suddenly came from behind the door that hadn't been fully opened to let them see his true face.For a moment, everyone noticed Avella's dumbfounded expression, and then her nervous and bewildered expression came into their sight.

"Come to visit without notice." The old voice outside the door continued, while Edward, Esme, and Jasper stared closely at Elvira, trying to find the truth on her face. What.

And then they found it - Avella knew the visitor outside the door!

"But please forgive me old man, it happened for a reason. Dear Ivy, I need your help."

Edward frowned and leaned against the wall to look at the old man standing in the living room of their house—he was wearing a wizard hat, with a big white beard that reached to his knees, and the robe on his body was not old but definitely not new .When the old man's small eyes kept looking at their house, he could hear countless praises from his mind, and then he stared at their little sister—Avella was standing opposite him, whether it was From her standing posture, from her expression, or more deeply, from her mind, she showed the highest respect for this strange visitor.

"Professor Dumbledore." Edward heard Avella speak.His brow has not been loosened since the old wizard named Dumbledore entered the door.They all know who Dumbledore is - the headmaster of Hogwarts, born in Gryffindor, the leader of the Order of the Phoenix, and the greatest white wizard in the wizarding world.

"Are you looking for me... do you have something to do?" Avella was almost fidgeting - she didn't know what Professor Dumbledore was looking for at this time. It stands to reason that the wizarding world is in such a mess now, Professor Dumbledore It's really unreasonable to come to her instead of staying there to preside over the overall situation.Because she didn't know what ability she had to make him come to her in person.

"Ivy, our Lily and James are in danger." Professor Dumbledore, as he said, 'doesn't have much time to stay', went straight to the point.And he only uttered such a sentence, and he succeeded in making Aiweila's back stiff.

She felt that her brain capacity was suddenly insufficient, because she couldn't understand what Dumbledore meant: "Sorry?"

"A year ago, our prophet made a prophecy, child." Dumbledore didn't give Avella a chance to buffer, "This prophecy pointed out that the boy born at the end of July last year would be Voldemort. —the Dark Lord's greatest foe, and only one of the two can survive."

Avella suddenly followed Dumbledore's train of thought.

"Harry?" Avella's voice trembled, and the small, white baby who inherited Lily's beautiful green eyes appeared in her mind.Her expression seemed to have not recovered, but her thoughts were extremely tight, "Harry Potter?"

"Yes." Dumbledore replied heavily, "Lily and James have escaped their pursuit three times, and each time was very difficult."

"Wait." Avella frowned suddenly, she had no time to think about her current reaction. In the eyes of Edward and the others, it seemed that she had promised to protect Lily and James, "Escaped their pursuit? Yours?" It means that the Dark Lord knows about this prophecy, and he is sending people, or more directly, he is looking for the boys born at the end of July. And now, he has found Lily."

Dumbledore always knew Elvira was smart, she was one of the smartest Aurors he'd ever met: "Yes, I'm afraid you've guessed, there's an informer among us. But, the informer He has shown us his loyalty."

Avella frowned, her eyes darkened.

"Ivy, we all hope that you can come back, you are our indispensable fighting force." Professor Dumbledore looked at Ivy, he was so serious for the first time, "We need you, no matter what you become."

Avella continued to be silent. She didn't know why she was so calm after listening to Professor Dumbledore's words - so calm that she was so calm except when she saw Dumbledore at the beginning and heard that Lily and the others were in danger fluctuated a bit.Her emotions are like an ocean, no matter what you throw into it, it can't make huge waves.

She thought it might be Jasper's presence, but she thanked him—because she now had a perfectly clear head to think through the whole thing.

Apparently, Professor Dumbledore already knew about her situation, and he reminded her of her role.And she, too, noticed something that Dumbledore probably didn't want her to notice.

"I need to think about it, Professor." Avella gave such an answer, "You know I..."

"Of course, of course I know. But Ivy, I hope I won't wait too long." Dumbledore took out his wand and waved it. In front of Avella's desk, a roll of parchment and a quill Lying there quietly. "It only takes one stroke of my hand, and I can know your answer. Whether it is yes, or no-of course I hope it will not be the latter, my child."

Avella pursed her lips and nodded solemnly.

Dumbledore stayed back and forth for less than 10 minutes. While dropping such a huge bomb on Avella, Avella also got what she wanted.

Edward leaned against the wall motionless, and when Avella closed the door and walked towards him, he moved his shoulders, and then said.

"Severus Snape."