[hp] stay out of it

What I didn't expect was that Malfoy didn't hesitate for a long time, and he did it directly-according to fate, he shouldn't have the guts to kill Dumbledore when he was under a lot of pressure.However, I think about it the other way around, Dumbledore is different from the Goyle family after all, and Goyle's eagerness to switch sides recently to seek better interests may make it easier for Malfoy to do it.

But the green light came out, but it didn't play a full role.The old Goyle who was hit screamed in pain, then woke up with a shiver.

"Draco!" He recognized the person in front of him and exclaimed.

Malfoy pursed his lips, and tried again with his wand.

Goyle didn't even hum this time.

"Let me do it." I stepped forward: "His magic power is not enough. This will go on endlessly."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, his betrayal has become a fact. The mysterious man won't believe him anymore." Ive said indifferently, then turned around and punched Dan Qi, admiring: "Oh, you use this magic spell Killed two, and you haven't practiced magic in half a year. Genius."

Before I started, I paused: "Have you figured out why they launched the attack?"

Bellini said darkly: "We only asked Gore, and he said he didn't know."

"Do you need to add some tricks?" I asked, "Something like the Cruciatus Curse."

Bellini's eyes lit up: "Okay..." He became depressed again: "But I might..."

"Let me do it." I shrugged, thought for a while and couldn't help but say, "I don't want to say this, but in fact, I told you that you can't do this kind of thing..."

Dan Qi couldn't help giggling, and Yves stared at me.

"what happened?"

"We bet you'll say 'I told you so' sometime, before unleashing that Patronus."

"I guess I said it as soon as we met, but you caused me to lose five Galleons." Eve blamed.

After torturing two Death Eaters - Goyle and the one who was knocked unconscious in the first place - we got no information.They insisted that the plan was proposed by the Abel family, and they were only responsible for carrying it out.

"It's Abel again," Yves said. "I have a bad feeling we've got to find this out soon."

After repeatedly confirming that they knew nothing, the two Death Eaters were executed, and the corpses were burned together with the cabin, and then we cast the Corruption Curse, and the people who came to track down later got nothing anyway. information.

That's how the farce ended.

The adults didn't realize that these children disappeared to do something in one day, and Bellini returned to school after staying at home for a few days-busy school life will make people not always think about it. sad thing.And Eve often threatened Malfoy with what happened that day, asking him to find out some news for us.

But in fact, after the misguided Ministry of Magic incident, Narcissa has left the core of the Death Eaters far away, and can hardly find out anything—sometimes members of the Order of the Phoenix get the news faster than Malfoy, thanks to the double agent Professor Nepe.

Not to mention the attack on the Auror site mastermind by the Abel family, the inside story of this incident was only known to a few people, not even Snape among them.

"I have to figure out what they're doing," Ive said, always annoyed these days: "It's a bad feeling to be out of control."

So we participated in DA more diligently, trying to let everyone have more life-saving means in the face of unknown risks.One of the most strenuous is Bellini.In the week since he returned to school, he was the focus of sympathy from the whole school, so he was even more reluctant to hang out.

There was no class this afternoon, so we went to the Owl Shack to send back some spell books that we borrowed from Dan Qi (books in the library cannot be borrowed, but there are a few books that cannot be found in the bookstore, so we can only tell Dan Qi Don't lose the book or anything, or Madam Pince will come after us to the Ravenclaw tower and kill us).

Then we went to the Room of Requirement to hang out, and there was no one else in (when there were no fixed gatherings, people would come to hang out, but that was after dinner).I have to say I'm glad it's just the three of us in the room at this time, otherwise if it gets crowded it might cause a big mess.

It happened like this, I was leaning on the soft cushions made by the house and getting ready to take a nap, Bellini was muttering about "practice", before Yves had time to say anything, suddenly I heard a loud noise "boom"!

Deafening.

It sounded like a blast of twenty people apparating at the same time.The sound echoed around the room several times, and I felt deaf for a few seconds.Because when Eve jumped up and yelled in an instant, I could only see his mouth moving, and after a while I gradually heard him yelling: "What happened? What's going on?"

I couldn't help but twitched the corner of my mouth.

——This is too obvious, Bellini is actually holding a gun in his hand... Fortunately, the barrel of the gun is not pointing at anyone.

Ok……

"So this thing is so powerful." Bellini said to himself blankly.

Although Yves couldn't understand what Bellini was holding, he finally found the scorched black bullet hole in the wall, and based on its diameter, he determined that it was the strangely shaped steel pipe in Bellini's hand that | shot something. thing.

"My God, you can at least give me a hint first, I'm almost going to be admitted to St. Mungo's psychiatric department!" Eve was still in shock.

"Sorry." Bellini grabbed the gun: "My dad always wants me to learn his stuff, but I've always looked down on it... Hey, but this thing is much more powerful than I imagined. It's more powerful than spells. Hurry up, even wizards don't have time to cast the defensive spell, it's too dangerous... So, my dad uses this to deal with others every day, and the work must be very dangerous... But I never care about it."

"Why," Bellini frowned deeply, "am I so dull?"

Life has been very depressing for the past month, but it is getting better.Ever since Bellini stared at the bullet hole in the Room of Requirement until the sun went down, he seemed to have thought through a lot, and gradually recovered from the previous gloomy state.

On such a gloomy winter, Sirius throws a party over the Christmas holidays.It is mainly to congratulate our new home (although we have already moved in during the summer vacation), and also to adjust the atmosphere of everyone's depression due to that tragic attack.

Members of the Order of the Phoenix and their relatives came, as well as Ravenclaw's absolutely decent classmates.The banquet is mainly held at night, but it is stated in the invitation letter that everyone is welcome to come to the party during the day.We spent a lot of time preparing in advance, and the small floating lanterns that we had prepared early filled the grassland. Although they looked listless during the day, the effect at night was absolutely amazing.We've also brought in the popular wizarding band, and even found a now-rare bard to be in charge of bawling out a string of compelling wizarding stories (preferably).

Of course, the food cannot be forgotten.Since Sirius and I are not qualified cooks, we had to hire outsiders (it's a pity if you mention Klitsch, Sirius made it clear that he didn't want that ugly and weird thing to appear on any occasion anywhere here).And because this banquet can almost be regarded as a large gathering of decent wizards, the task of checking those cooks must be done every once in a while, lest they actively or passively poison the food and remove all obstacles to Voldemort's supremacy in one fell swoop. .

Bellini, Dench and Yves moved in to play on the first two nights, followed by Harry and the others—the students were never too busy, George and Fred made sure of it very convincingly.

In the early morning of the day when the banquet started, we didn't even expect the first person to arrive.

"Hi, Vincent." As soon as the door opened, the other party showed a tired but sincere smile.

This is a woman between youth and middle age, her eyes are full of kindness.I looked at her familiar face and almost forgot who she was.

She stood on the stone steps outside the door, standing upside down with me because of the different directions of gravity inside and outside. She looked at my face upside down, with a complex expression on her face, which was a profound expression that I couldn't understand. sorrow.

I froze for a few seconds, and recognized this person not by her facial features, but by her detached melancholy temperament.

I smiled at her, and a sense of sadness welled up in my heart: "Jessica, long time no see."

The author has something to say:

aha, jessica

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Who remembers her?