[hp] stay out of it

Before we got into the castle, Benelli and Dange overtook me, taking Fleur and her companion a little, of course.

"How is the situation below? How are you getting along with the mermaids?" Benelli asked.

I laughed twice and made a joke: "It's a good thing they didn't show off their terrible singing, otherwise I would definitely fight them."

Fleur turned to her friend Lydia (the only girl in Beauxbatons who was not drawn into the Bruce camp) and said a little sadly: "This project is disgusting. I hate being in cold water Soaking." Even so, she seemed to wish she could compete.

"I just remember being cursed at Professor McGonagall, and as soon as I opened my eyes, I was floating on the water, watching you chirping and booing at us. It's not interesting." I casually told them what happened, and then asked Said: "What about you? It didn't take more than an hour to just sit in the stands?"

"Oh, it's not lonely at all during this time. Lydia and I are busy enjoying a good romantic show," Benelli sarcastically said.

"Don't worry, you'll find someone you like soon, Benelli," Danqi said.

"I'm not jealous of you." Benelli's expression was not convincing at all.

Dange shrugged, changed the subject, and started laughing at how stupid I was when I surfaced.And then the topic got a lot of love, and by the time they got to the auditorium, they were all looking back at the best moments from the second project — not many really, because this time all the audience was doing was watching the Warriors Enter the water, then sit for more than an hour, clapping or booing after eight people come out of the water, and then the project is over.

"Sounds boring," I concluded.

"Yeah, it's not as lively as last night in the lounge. Florette found out that you and Qiu didn't return late at the same time, and she almost wanted to eat us..."

"Wait a minute, Florette he..." I said.

"That's right, he likes Qiu." Seeing my surprised face, Benelli raised his voice, "You never knew? Do you think that he studies those little love textbooks all day long to entertain himself? It's very obvious! Almost the entire academy knows about it, except Qiu."

"Vincent didn't see it, I wouldn't be surprised. He only has night travel and piles of mathematical formulas in his mind." Dan Qi found a seat and sat down first: "However, Florette's market is not very good. Good. Cho only has eyes for Cedric."

"He seemed to think that if he became a warrior, he would be able to win the favor of that girl. Anyway, since I met him at Hogwarts, he has been depressed as hell..." Fleur gracefully cut the steak, for Florette's style seemed rather disdainful.

"Then why wasn't he chosen? Wasn't he picked up by the Auror office early on? Could it be that Cedric is better than an excellent Auror seedling?" I asked casually.

"Because he didn't sign up at all," Benelli sighed. "We all thought he would be the representative of the school—but someone in Florette's family seemed to know a little about divination. How auspicious, I ask Florette not to even think about participating in the competition."

Everyone dismissed the views of the Florettes.I whistled in admiration.

At the end of lunch, Dan Qi reminded me: "Today is the 24th, don't you need to go home to celebrate Jessica's birthday?"

"Oh, I'm going to go back through the fireplace after dinner, with Sirius," I said, tilting my head, "and now Lupine and Tonks are there to help look after her, oh, I think it's better to give them some alone time Well, you know."

"I hope they can succeed—it's time for Professor Lupine to find someone to be with. I heard your description last time, and Tonks should be a pretty good girl." Patil who just sat down suddenly interrupted: "By the way, You created a good image of a hostage with a cold and disgusted expression this morning."

"Thank you." I replied blankly.

Fu Rong swallowed a sip of black tea and asked curiously: "Who is Jessica? Is your sister? How old is she now? —— I also have a sister, Gabrielle, she is simply the most perfect little angel in the world!"

"Oh, no, not my sister," I said vaguely, "Jessica is a child of my mother's friend's family, and she is temporarily staying at my house. She will be nine years old this month."

"Oh, Gabriel is about the same age as her," Fleur said enthusiastically, "You can bring her to my house during the holidays, she can be with Gabriel as a companion."

At that time, Jessica will probably be an adult... My heart sank, and once again I felt sorry for Mr. Aaron for failing to ensure Jessica's health.

"What's wrong?" Furong noticed our expressions.

"Uh, it's nothing." The current brisk atmosphere is not suitable for talking about some heavy things to make everyone feel frustrated. I quickly changed the subject: "Speaking of your home, is there anything interesting there?"

As we finally left the auditorium, the conversation turned to the magical places of the world.When getting together, everyone will temporarily put their unsatisfactory behind their heads and share happy things with each other.We escorted Fleur and Lydia back to Beauxbaton's carriage with Dench, and finally made an appointment to hang out together during the summer vacation.

"I think we can rule out the possibility of visiting the pyramids first," Furong said unquestionably. "It's too dry there, and the sun is too harsh. It's not good for my skin."

Lydia nodded approvingly.

On the way back to the dormitory, something suddenly occurred to me: Maybe I could invite Harry to come along.He must have always wanted to visit the godfather's house. This time, the second project has come to an end, so there is a reason to go there to play.

Having said that, the living room is still in ruins, and Sirius seems very satisfied with the way it is now... Every time someone is surprised by the living room, I will be mentioned like a glorious city breaker, But I'm really not a troublemaker who inherited the rebels from Helen or Sirius (however, it's hard to say, because if it happened to the real Vincent, I think he would probably just throw the whole thing away. house bombed).

It's far away... So I thought that I could invite Harry, Hermione and Ron to go with me by the way - after all, Jessica has been lonely these past few months, except for me and Sirius who are always on vacation, only Members of the Order of the Phoenix would tease her as they came and went.The point is, over the course of a week or so, she wrote me a dozen letters, each telling me hopefully that she'd love to meet Harry Potter—maybe because Sirius mentioned him so many times?

I looked around in the auditorium and the fat woman, but couldn't find Harry and the others. Dean suggested that I look for the east side of the castle. "I saw that they followed someone and went there."

Later, I found Harry on the third floor. Several of them were lying on the edge of a classroom door and eavesdropping. When they saw me, they were stunned for a few seconds, and then motioned for me to keep quiet.

I didn't know what they were up to, so I walked over lightly, found a gap between the three of them, squeezed in, and put my ear to the door.

Malfoy's angry voice came from inside: "...fucked up...has nothing to do with me, but dragged me into trouble!"

I wondered, he had provoked Bruce at the beginning of school, and now it's been half a year, is he still bitter about my problems with the Boyle family during the holidays involving him?Could it be that you are so narrow-minded... I collected my mind and continued to listen.

I thought he was complaining to Crabbe or Goyle, but it was Bruce who answered his anger.I was surprised to hear his tone of voice, a little shaky but still polite.

"It was an accident. It was completely out of my plan...I will take full responsibility for this incident. I am sorry if it caused any damage to you or your family."

Malfoy seemed to be shocked by this guy's calm attitude, he paused, and he said firmly: "Anyway, you really should bear all the problems, this matter has nothing to do with me - Boi Er, I advise you to set priorities and don't always be dizzy and do stupid things. Since...you should think more about your mother's problem, after all, at the beginning..." Malfoy suddenly cut off the latter words, and then said coldly Say, "Let go. And your wand, keep your finger. Boyle."

Two seconds later, Bruce gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice—as if he was trying to control himself not to make any impulsive attacks—“You dare to mention my mother again, little bastard//kind of.”

Malfoy snorted, and then footsteps came towards the door. The four eavesdropping guys hurriedly hid behind the corner of the wall, and then heard the door of the classroom being opened. Malfoy stood by the door and said disdainfully : "If you have the guts to do it yourself, don't be afraid of being mentioned by others - time is running out, you should think about what to do, and don't screw up again."

Then the footsteps faded away, Malfoy left from the other end of the corridor, the four of us looked at each other, and then there was a sound of cracking in the next classroom, and Bruce seemed to be venting in the classroom and smashed all the decorative china.

There was another bang, as if he had kicked the blackboard down.

Ron wrinkled his nose and mouthed to us: Filch.Everyone understood, and left the dangerous area before Filch and Mrs. Loris arrived.

We stopped in the corridor at the other end of the castle, and Ron gloated and said, "I don't know if Filch has the right to confine students from other schools... Aww!" I saw Hermione's robe move and stepped on Ron En foot.

I shrugged: "I'm curious too-don't worry, I don't know this noble boy of the Boyle family at all."

Ron gave Hermione a sad look, but Hermione ignored him and asked me if I knew what they were doing.

"We saw Malfoy dragging Bruce away with a displeased face, and we were curious..." Harry explained, "Malfoy seems to be busy with something recently, with a lot of preoccupations. He has never come to provoke trouble or anything ...so I was curious for a while..."

"There's something wrong with that kid," said Ron. "It's been a long time since he's been asking for trouble—quite low-key, actually, looking mysterious."

I raised my eyes and thought about it, two guys who were thought to be planning something secretly got together—it was not very pleasant no matter how I thought about it...

Shaking my head, I said I didn't know anything, and then invited the three of them to go to Sirius to celebrate Jessica's birthday together: "—her whole family was killed a few months ago, so she can only stay there. I want her birthday to be fun. And she'd love to see Harry."

Hermione said a little worriedly: "Oh, my God, poor girl... I would really like to go to celebrate her birthday, no doubt. But... the school will let us, go? After all, it is usually not a holiday when it is not a holiday." Let them go out."

"We can go and convince Meg," Ron suggested, "the little girl has several ninth birthdays in her life, and she's still alone at such a time. She has no reason not to let us go! It's too cruel." .”

We went to Professor McGonagall, knocked on the door of her office, and I shuddered, this place was against me.

This time, there was no fainting incident in this office, but Professor McGonagall readily agreed: "Say hello to Jessica for me... The four of you, especially Potter, have performed well in this project. Have a good weekend there. And, wait, you have to ask the principal for something first..."

We passed the gargoyle, and the spiral staircase took us up, after which Professor Dumbledore told Harry their address in Grimmauld Place himself.Then Harry and the others went to prepare gifts for Jessica, while I stayed in the principal's office.

"How's it going?"

"In the early morning of the 24th of every month, two years will pass in an instant. And because of the restriction of the spell, she can only live to the age of Mr. Aaron - he knows this, but he just didn't expect..."

"I didn't expect the spell to fail." Professor Dumbledore said, "Don't feel guilty. Vincent, it's not your responsibility. Mr. Aaron also made his own choice."

The author has something to say:

There are a lot of people calling for the main CP =, = but this is not a story about falling in love... After all, Harry didn't hook up with Ginny until the second half of the sixth part [it sounds like it would be a good choice to fall in love at that time =, =] But I know that if I drag my relationship to that point, you guys will kill me, right?