[HP] Wolf and Alice

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Alice didn't know how to describe Lupine's expression at that time.

He looked a little shocked, but more than a little overwhelmed.Just after Alice spit out all the words in her heart in one breath, Lupine stood there blankly and remained silent for a long time, but he didn't even say a word.

Even Alice herself didn't know how long the unbearable embarrassment lasted. In the end, Remus Lupine said quietly: "Let's come in and talk, Alice."

Alice had no choice but to do as she said at the moment. She and Lupine sat on the coffee table chairs one after another, both of them looked a little embarrassed and uneasy.Lupine lowered his head, fixed his eyes on his clasped palms, and said in a low and slow voice, "Alice, did I hear you right?"

Alice shook her head, "I don't think so."

"Are you serious?" He raised his head to look at the girl in front of him, and asked solemnly, "About...the 'marriage proposal'?"

"Yes." Alice nodded and said firmly, "I'm serious, Remus. I know you may think I'm joking, or a prank or something. But that's not the case, I really I want to seriously consider this question, and I am eager to get your answer."

Lupine sighed softly after hearing this, and spoke in a helpless tone: "If this is the case, I must tell you seriously, I can't promise you, Alice."

"W-why?" Alice was stunned for a while, with a frustrated look on her face, "Is... is it because I'm a 'squib'?"

"No!" Lupine denied hastily. "Of course not! You're fine, Alice, really. Whether or not you're... you're a very fine girl, and I like you very much, but— —”

"But you still want to reject me?"

"Yes, that's right." Lupine nodded. "I must reject you, but the problem is not with you. It's me...I'm not good enough for you, Alice."

"I don't care about family background!" Alice interjected, "I don't care whether you are rich or not. I think money is not a problem at all as long as we appreciate each other and connect with each other. Besides, I can work harder in the future. St. Mungo's wages are not low. Worst of all... I also have my brother, who works for the Ministry of Magic, and I'm sure he wouldn't sit idly by even if I were really 'poor and broke' Ignore."

"No—Alice, you don't understand," interrupted Lupine at this point. "We can't do that, and we can't. Because I'm a werewolf, do you know what that means, Alice? This means that it is impossible for me to have a normal life. It is impossible for me to go to school, work, marry and have children like a normal person, although I never expect any of these. I like you very much...Alice, it is [-]% To be honest, I can't be that selfish. If I were to marry you, I wouldn't just be a drag on you—a young girl who could have a bright future, but I'd be a drag on... our kids! The blood of the werewolf is It can be hereditary. Once I get married and have children, I have to take the risk that my child may also be a werewolf. It is precisely because I know the pain of being a werewolf that I cannot let an innocent life die. Take this!"

After listening to Lupine's explanation, Alice felt as if she had forgotten to breathe, and she didn't know what to say.But what could she say?Everything Lupine said was true.These are facts that are powerless and cannot be changed.

Lupine was kind enough to keep Alice in his apartment for the weekend, and he also gave Alice his only bed, while he consciously chose to sleep on the sofa.

Until Monday, Alice did not go home to see Mrs. Atwood, but went straight to work in St. Mungo's.

Somewhat to her surprise, Alice did not see Abigail today—the self-disciplined girl who never misses work or is late.

"Face, where's Abigail?"

Thinking of this, Alice inexplicably felt a little uneasy, and finally couldn't hold back and ran to ask Faith this question.

"Oh, you mean Abby?" Faith glanced at Alice and replied with a smile, "She has something to ask for leave today."

"Ask for leave?" Alice was very surprised, "But Abby is almost never absent from work...I feel like she will never stop coming to work even if the sky falls."

Faith shrugged, indicating that she also agrees with Alice's words, "Although I agree with you, Alice. But Abby did ask for leave."

"Did she tell you why she took leave?"

"She didn't tell me the specific reason." Faith said, "I only know that she seems to be going to meet someone who is very important to her. In desperation, she had to ask for leave once."

Abigail looked at the young and handsome man in front of her. The expression on his face was really indescribable. Abigail felt that although he looked excited, there was still something in his hazel eyes. A faint sadness and disappointment.

There were only Abigail and him in the box in the fine dining restaurant, and the silence was almost unbearable for her.

"Potter, didn't I already tell you that I would not join the Order of the Phoenix?" Abigail stared at James Potter and said, "Then why did you come here to find me today?"

"Then why did you take the time to meet me, Abigail?" Potter laughed. "If you really don't think there's any point in meeting me."

Abigail was silent, because she really couldn't refute James Potter's words.

Although she thinks she is a villain who is greedy for life and afraid of death, she really admires from the bottom of her heart those "fools" who can bravely sacrifice themselves for justice.

And James Potter happens to be one of these "fools".

"Do you remember what I told you earlier, Abigail?"

"You're talking about..." Abigail asked thoughtfully, "Do you think that someone inside the Order of the Phoenix tipped off the mysterious person?"

James Potter nodded and replied: "That's right, that's the thing. I remember, you gave me a suggestion, but I was very resistant to follow your suggestion."

"I remembered." Abigail said lightly, "I think you can actually use some 'small tricks' to find out that traitor, but you think that doing so will distrust your partners and friends. I remember you Still angry, Potter."

When Potter heard this, his expression began to darken.

He lowered his head slightly, and said in a low voice, almost a whisper: "Yes...but I want to apologize to you now, Abigail."

"Apologize?" Abigail blinked. "Why?"

"We know who that person is." Potter said, "Although I don't approve of using your method to test my friends, after learning about that method, Mad-Eye chose to persist... and in the end , the person who fell into your carefully designed 'trap' almost surprised all of us."

Abigail was slightly taken aback, "Who is it?" She asked subconsciously.

"It's Peter." Potter said with a long sigh.

Abigail was silent.

Peter Pedillo, the guy who always followed Potter and Black like a follower.Abigail hated the "Predators" foursome when she was a student, except because they liked to cast jinxes in the corridors on students they thought seemed to be "disorderly". In addition, it was more because of the arrogance and arrogance emanating from them that Abigail felt uncomfortable from the bottom of her heart.

But it was Peter Pedillo, a liar, who made Abigail feel uncomfortable the most.

Even though Porter and Black are arrogant, they are like clear water, the nature of their characters can be seen at a glance.

Remus Lupine, although taciturn and obviously a Gryffindor, is often like a shrewd Slytherin.But Abigail doesn't hate him, because Abigail knows that his silence may not be called justice, but it is definitely not a sharp weapon to hurt others.

As for Peter Pedilou?Abigail didn't deny that there might be some Gryffindor traits in him, but what impressed her most about him was the way he managed to flatter and humble to the extreme.

Since today he can choose to curry favor with Potter and Black, who are famous in school, why can't tomorrow's him bow down to the mysterious man's despotic power?

So Abigail was not at all surprised by this result.

"Did you come here today just to tell me about Pediru?" After she calmed down completely, Abigail asked again, "I'm surprised you would tell me this, Bo special."

Potter picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea, "After all, this is my idea, Abigail. In fact, I came to see you today not just to tell you this."

"Really? What else?"

"It's like this—" Potter's cheeks flushed suddenly at this point, "I'm a father, Abigail. Lily has a boy!"

Abigail opened her mouth in surprise.

"Congratulations!" After reacting, she wished sincerely, "I'm very happy for you, really. Is Lily okay?"

"Oh, she's fine, you can rest assured." Potter said with a smile, "the baby is also very healthy, and we are going to name him 'Harry'--Harry James Potter. Not only that, I Lily and I have decided to let Sirius be Harry's godfather!"

Abigail gave a meaningful "Oh" this time, and then, as if she couldn't help herself, she sighed with emotion in a low voice: "Then I think Harry will have a very reckless godfather."

James Potter laughed dryly twice, and it seemed that he didn't intend to refute Abigail's words.