[hp] stay out of it

I went to the school infirmary and stood by the door and glanced in. Madam Pomfrey was carefully helping Hermione retract her teeth. There were still some tears on Hermione's face, but her expression was relaxed and a little sly.I understood that she was planning to restore her front teeth to normal size, and I didn't go in to disturb her, so I leaned outside the door and waited for her to come out.

Although the effect of this little curse is embarrassing, it is not difficult to get rid of it.Soon Madam Pomfrey's voice came out: "Are you here? Is it this long?...Okay, how about a mirror?" Then came Hermione's sweet and satisfied voice: "Just now Good. Thank you, madam!"

Madam Pomfrey didn't say anything else, she just warned Hermione to be careful in the future, Hermione answered a few words, took her leave and left.She was a little startled when she saw me when she went out. She pursed her lips subconsciously, and then showed a standard smile with eight teeth: "Hi, Vincent."

So I complimented her new look wisely.

"Thank you, I've always wanted to do this, but my parents never let me...do you have no class this session?"

"Oh, no, it's Professor Splett's class. I asked for leave because—" I looked around and lowered my voice, "Well, here's an annoying problem—he, the little Sirius, here we come to Hogwarts."

My voice was almost a whisper for the last few words, and Hermione had to get close to hear them clearly, and then burst into an incredulous and helpless exclamation: "What? Is he crazy?"

I rubbed my poor ears and replied: "He wanted to see Harry, but Harry should be called by a reporter from the Daily Prophet to interview him, so I found you."

"Oh, I'm sorry," Hermione lowered the decibel and said in the same low voice: "He can help Harry the most by keeping himself safe...but I think he is not just here to find Harry. You and Has he talked? Where is he now? Is that position safe?"

I looked at Hermione helplessly, and asked the question I've always wanted to ask: "Wait a second—I have a question, how much do you know about me?"

"Your parents are very brave people," Hermione said subtly, "although their way of doing things may be a bit rough and hurt themselves——Vincent, I didn't mean to pry into your privacy, very Sorry, I just..."

"Too curious," I finished her words. "The premise of discovering the truth is to have a curious heart. There is nothing wrong with it. And it's okay if you know these things—but I hope others..."

Hermione said quickly, "We won't tell if you don't want to."

Now that she knows everything she should know, there is no need for me to hide it from now on.I didn't get too entangled in this matter, but took her to find Sirius.

Hermione skipped potions class resolutely, we decided to watch Sirius now, judging from the known information, he really likes to do unexpected things and give people around him some shocks as a way to adjust .

"He's back there again! Crazy, I mean, he should be a little sane, isn't he? After all, last time Sneh... oh, hello." We walked quickly all the way to the door, Hey Min's complaints suddenly stopped, and I looked curiously and vigilantly at the foreign school student who suddenly appeared in the castle. I turned my gaze to the front and recognized that it was Beauxbaton's red-haired girl Elaine.

"You are here, Vincent." Elaine looked a little anxious, sweating slightly on her forehead, as if she had walked around the castle many times, "Do you know where Bruce went? Have you seen him?"

"Well, I saw him drinking corn chowder at breakfast..." I had a feeling that trouble was coming, "What's wrong with him?"

"I can't reach him anymore." Elaine's face was as red as her hair.

"Bruce is considered an adult and can make decisions for his own actions," I said cautiously. "It's okay if he can't be contacted. If he misses the interview with the Daily Prophet, he can contact him later..."

"I'm not talking about that stupid newspaper!" Elaine interrupted angrily, "Bruce has got enough credit, he won't be short of this one British paper interview - he ran back to Boyle for you Master, I thought you were at least a little worried about him!"

"Wait a minute, what do you mean 'for me'? Is there anything wrong with Bruce going back to his own house?" I was a little impatient, and there was a first-degree fugitive in the shed who needed to be looked after, so I signaled her to calm down, "tell the matter clear."

Elaine gave me an accusatory look: "Bruce heard from Draco this morning that you got a bottle of memory before you were caught. Later in Boyle's house, Bruce knew that everything on you was searched." Gone, thinking all they had confiscated was your wand and the china stone shard. He told me he wanted to help you get your stuff back," said Elaine.

"I still haven't figured it out - Bruce went back to his home, is there any dangerous place in it?"

Elaine didn't answer me, still looking worried.

"Elaine?" I asked again.

Elaine's face suddenly showed excessive relief, which made her look like she was putting on an act: "Vincent, you are right, I am really in a daze - what danger will Bruce have when he returns to his own home? I'm too nervous..." Her voice was getting slower and slower, she nodded and turned to leave after she finished speaking.

Hermione and I exchanged glances.

"She must be hiding something big," said Hermione.

I nodded, and decided to talk to Bruce after coaxing Sirius to safety.

Hermione looked at me with some surprise: "Aren't you going to follow me? He has a cold, it's him," Hermione mouthed, "I'll take care of it, your brother may really have something going on there."

my brother...

Since he said that we are brothers at the Ravenclaw table that day, many curious students have come to ask me how I got involved with a foreign pure-blood family.After I solemnly "clarified" several times that we are distant relatives, these questions slowly disappeared...

I really don't want to admit that anyone in the Boyle family is related to me... As for the Black family, there seem to be more unpleasant members...

I can only comfort myself that as long as I am in this society, I will inevitably get involved with many people-pleasant or unpleasant guys.

I told Hermione I would try to find a way to check on Bruce, but before that I had to report to Professor Dumbledore.

But after Hermione left, I went straight back to the Ravenclaw lounge.

I sat lazily on the sky-blue bed, brewed for a while, and cast the Patronus, which is used to pass the message, and prepared to pass the message to Dumbledore and the Boyle's Bruce.A beautiful flowing white halo burst out from the tip of the staff, and finally condensed into a small creature in the air.

...a delicate, silver-white butterfly.

I squinted at the tiny creature—perhaps witches would love such a Patronus—and secretly hoped that there would never be a need for a Patronus Charm again.

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