HP Demon's Silence

Creatures that have lived for a long time have one thing in common, they will develop a strong attachment to something over a long period of time, and that becomes one of their few weaknesses, their few interests, and their few reasons for living .For Lanlos, such a thing is his hair, and unfortunately, both Ovie and Caro are well aware of this fact.

Faced with the threat from Olivia, Lanlos didn't dare to act rashly. He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender with a bitter face, "Ovie, don't get excited, what I said was wrong, let's calm down and have a good talk. We have been friends for so many years, do we have to be violent as soon as we come up?"

Olivia stared at him for a while with a smile, then threw the shards of glass back, and it fell into the tray of the bedside table with a ding, Lanlos breathed a sigh of relief, but he Before he could finish his breath, he suddenly felt a pain in his scalp, and saw two extra silver hairs in Ovelia's hands, shaking them in front of him, and stuffing them into his pockets.

Lan Luosi heartbroken: "..."

Ovelia smiled: "Hey, I was just joking, who doesn't know you love your hair, I won't really do anything!"

Langlos yelled in his stomach: "You pulled out two of my hairs and said you didn't do anything?!" But he still didn't dare to act rashly, because Ovelia hadn't let go of his small fist holding a handful of his hair. I don't want to have an extra bald spot on my scalp...

"Langlos, you came so fast. Dumbledore would never have thought that his house elf had been hypnotized, and not only brought back the letter, but also brought in a living person. I'm right, otherwise how could you see me? The scene with Draco?"

"That's right..." Lanlos admitted, looking at her affectionately, trying to defend himself: "But that's because I want to see you as soon as possible, peeping is not the purpose, it's just the result!"

Believing that he is a ghost, Ovelia twitched the corners of her mouth, raised her hand and wiped all the blood on his hair, then slowly let go of her left hand, admiring his crying expression, brilliant With a smile, he stepped forward and hugged him: "Oh, Lanlos, I'm so happy that you came all the way to visit me at Hogwarts. I haven't seen you in half a month. I miss you too."

"Prefer sex over friends!" Lanlos muttered.

The two finally sat down, Ovelia returned to the hospital bed, wrapped herself in the quilt and changed into the hospital gown, Lanlos sat in Draco's original position, lazily looking at the bulging hillock on the bed , couldn't help asking: "Aowei, what are you doing with my hair?" If she was just doing it for revenge, she wouldn't just tear off two, which means there must be other uses.

"The hair of the perfect body for battle, full of power and pure, is very suitable for making the core of the wand," Ovelia's voice came muffled from under the quilt: "Draco will soon be 14th birthday He will be very happy to receive this gift~"

The core of the magic wand?Lanluosi was dizzy for a while, and he thought sadly, could it be that he worked so hard to grow his hair from 900 years ago to enough to mop the floor, just to use it as a stick core for that kid?

"...why don't you use your own hair?"

Olivia got out of the quilt, "Because you are the perfect body, but I am not, Draco deserves the best, isn't it obvious!"

"If you use my hair as the core, what are you going to use for the body?" Lanlos tried to get her to dispel the idea, "In this world, you can suppress it, cooperate with it, and bring out its power perfectly." There is no material there, not even the keel.”

"Who said we need to use keel?" Ovelia shook her head mysteriously, "You don't have to worry about that, I have my own plan."

"..." Lan Luosi finally understood that this guy clearly planned it long ago, but today he just happened to come to the door and let her take the opportunity to succeed.This is what it means to have the opposite sex without humanity!Holy Mother, his poor hair...

He ended this topic in a depressed mood, and took out two postcards from the interlayer of his clothes: "This is from Caro, she uses an ordinary international postman, so she can only send it to me, and this time I will bring it to you by the way." come over."

Ovelia's eyes lit up, and she took it curiously. There was a beautiful landscape painting printed on the back of the postcard, which was about the size of two palms. The picture was full of exotic, classical and graceful. "Ah, I have been to this place before. This unique architectural style should be that ancient oriental country. Let me think about it... it seems to be called China now?"

Langlos shrugged indifferently. Unlike Ovelia, traveling was not his interest.

"I didn't expect Ka Ruo to go to China. Is she going to come back with an oriental face?" Ovelia imagined for a while, and then frowned: "...It's against harmony."

"It doesn't matter. Oriental girls are very beautiful, and they age slowly. Ka Ruo must be tired of having to change their bodies in less than 20 years. This is a brand new attempt." Lan Luosi looked forward to it, and he still I remember that his last girlfriend was a Chinese girl. It was the longest relationship he had ever had, which lasted ten years. Unfortunately, he couldn't give her a future, so he finally had to let her go.Therefore, he has always had a great affection for oriental girls.

Ovelia pursed her lips silently, she knew a certain amount about his love history, and she sincerely felt that the girls who met him were all unlucky.Caro's letter was as taciturn as she was herself, a few words, telling them that everything was going well and nothing to worry about, and nothing else.

"I didn't mention the time to come back, what is Caro's plan?" Ovelia propped her chin in distress, "There is no fixed address, and I can't contact her."

"Are you in a hurry to find her?" Lanlos asked.

"Well, I have an old acquaintance who wants her to meet~"

"Who?" Lanlos became curious, and Karuo still had an old acquaintance?

Ovelia waved her hand and refused to disclose: "You don't know me!"

"..." Lanlos puffed up his cheeks, "If you don't tell me, I can find it myself. I've never heard you mention it before, so that person must be in Hogwarts, and I will definitely find out, you Wait!"

"How long do you plan to stay here?" Ovelia felt bad.

Lanlos smiled softly, "Of course you stay until your injury heals, my dear~ Otherwise, when everyone is in class, who will soothe your lonely heart? Oh, don't worry, Dumbledore The relevant consent form has been issued." He proudly took out a stack of documents from his pocket, "I am both a parent who worries about my children and a non-threatening Muggle, how could Mr. Principal have the heart to reject me? outside?"

***

During the visit time in the afternoon, to Ovelia's surprise, almost all the Slytherins, whether they knew her or not, came. They lined up at the entrance of the school hospital in an orderly manner. They entered her hospital in twos and threes in turn. Turn around the ward, pay a few words of polite concern, and then leave after leaving flowers and fruit baskets or something, just like visiting a zoo—Langlos commented gloatingly while hiding in the dark.

During the whole process, Ovelia was in charge of sitting weakly on the bed, smiling, smiling, and smiling again, silently thinking in her heart that Llanos might die laughing in a corner.

Finally, after everyone had left, Pansy, Blaise, and Draco walked in. The platinum boy and the brunette looked at each other, and they both saw the funny and helpless in each other's eyes. Then Pansy rushed out with a big box. He came in, with red eyes, and rushed to the side of Ovelia's bed.

"Ovelia!" Pansy's tears, which had been so hard to stop, seemed to flow down again, and she looked at her with concern, and said, "It's great that you're fine, I've been restless all afternoon, even Professor Binns None of the lessons made me sleepy... Oh, Merlin, your face is so pale, does it hurt?"

Ovelia remained silent: "..." Lanlos said that if she looked too good, her face would be exposed, so she applied a layer of something on her face, and it seemed that the effect was very obvious, no, it should be too much. Significantly.

Of course, Pansy didn't know that Ovelia's abnormal black face was due to Llanros. It was the first time she saw an expression other than a smile on Ovelia's face, and she immediately misunderstood deeply, feeling sad and guilty from the bottom of her heart. Seeing this, Blaise stepped forward and helped her to the chair, shaking his head and saying, "If you care about it, you will be chaotic!"

Blaise's brown eyes looked at her with rare seriousness, "Ovelia, how are you feeling now?"

"I'm fine ~ Blaise, thank you for visiting me." Olivia said sincerely, "Really, Pansy, I don't feel any pain at all."

It's a pity that such words are not convincing at all at this time, and Pansy's sobs became even more severe.

"I really don't feel anything. Don't forget that this is the school hospital. There is never a shortage of painkillers. As for my pale face, it's because... cough, as you can see, I bled a lot at the time. I'll just recover slowly! "

Pansy raised her head with tears in her eyes: "Really?"

Ovelia nodded, thinking helplessly, why does she need to comfort others as a sick person?

Draco interjected: "Pansy, there is no doubt about Madam Pomfrey's medical skills, Ovelia just needs time to recover, and crying can't solve the problem. Wouldn't it be more helpful for everyone to relax and chat to make her happier? "

Blaise has been wiping Pansy's tears by the side, and he couldn't finish wiping them, but as soon as Draco's words came out, it had a miraculous effect. Pansy stopped crying very quickly, took the handkerchief from Blaise, gracefully Wiping away the tears hanging from the eyelashes, blushing, said: "You are right, Draco. Ovelia, thank you, and I'm sorry... then let's talk about something interesting, you Do you know? You made a big splash this time by blowing up the cauldron, and it almost drove Gryffindor to death..."

Blaise: "..."

The thing is this: blowing up the cauldron is not an honorable thing. Gryffindor has always been the school where the potions class blows up the potions most frequently. The crown fell on Gryffindor's head without any suspense. They were ridiculed from all sides for this, and they suffered and enjoyed themselves. On the contrary, Slytherin has almost no record of exploding the cauldron. A few strokes can be ignored, but I didn't expect Ovelia to become a blockbuster without making a show. Compared with her, the few minor accidents caused by Neville Longbottom are nothing at all.

The Gryffindors saw a chance to stand up, and some witnesses publicized the matter so much that within a few hours, the entire castle knew about it, and the public opinion once turned to Gryffindor's prediction. However, before they had time to celebrate, a photo quickly flowed into various colleges from an unknown channel. It turned out that the scene of Ovelia smiling up from the pool of blood was recorded by a photographer present and made into a dynamic photos.Driven by curiosity, everyone scrambled to circulate it, and even Gryffindor couldn't control it, so Hogwarts' reputation was reshuffled twice in a short period of time, and things took a dramatic turn. The focus shifted from the crucible to Ovelia herself.

From the color photo, it can be clearly seen that the back of the black-haired girl is dripping with blood, and even has a wound on her head. The bright red blood slid down her cheeks, making her more slender and pale. She got up During the process, she was obviously exhausted and her movements were shaky, but her expression was so calm and her smile was so warm, as if nothing in the world could defeat her.

Everyone who saw this photo was shocked without exception. The sentimental girls shed tears of emotion. Of course, the boys are more rational and self-restraining, but because of this, the shock they received was even more profound. Velia's behavior subverted their perception of willpower, and they couldn't help but ask themselves-if I were her, would I be able to laugh?the answer is negative.

In the end, no one pursued the cause of the matter, except for a small number of Gryffindors who were unwilling, Ovelia won the respect of the absolute majority.

"I have to say that we have to thank Gryffindor for achieving such an effect in the end. If they hadn't spared no effort in promoting us in the early stage, how could the reversal in the later stage be so beautiful? Haha!" Blaise patted his thigh, beaming with joy. say.

The author has something to say: For your finger, the end of the semester is approaching. Everyone knows that the university exams are very long. I have ten professional courses. promise