[hp] stay out of it

"It's a bit of a bad situation right now," said Sirius.

I looked at him puzzled: it's just random speculation in the newspapers, is there any need to be so worried?

Dan Qi finished reciting the cleaning spell on his handkerchief, and then said sullenly: "It's because of the public opinion issue—now the direction of the media should be under the control of the principal, and the direction of the wind suddenly changed. There must be something wrong .”

Unlike me, Danqi has always been politically sensitive.

Sirius nodded appreciatively at him, and then said: "We have indeed intervened in newspapers that have great influence on public opinion. But the Daily Prophet suddenly resisted the hints and pressure we gave, and suddenly turned around to do it for Vincent. □□——This is probably done by the person opposite us. No matter whether he wants to express his position, warn or show his loyalty, we can draw a conclusion that there is a powerful Death Eater who has already hooked up with Voldemort .”

Well, I still can't understand the thinking of these people who can accurately infer the operations of the various forces behind it from the clues.

"The Daily Prophet will not suddenly criticize someone so clearly without any reason, especially when it comes to this kind of issue involving life and reputation-it's fine to play lace news, listen to that woman from Skeeter What are you talking about." Mentioning the female reporter, everyone frowned in disgust.

At this time, the students who had finished breakfast were entering the classroom one after another. Sirius glanced at the back of the classroom, and then lowered his voice and said, "Anyway, Vincent, you have to pay attention to this, maybe they really come back to attack you." The investigation of those two murders - don't say I'm making a fuss - is different from the boring scandal between Harry and Hermione in "Wizard Weekly" some time ago. I should be the one who attracts the fire." Sirius wrinkled his nose, "They probably think it's better to start with you."

"Good morning, Professor Black." Two or three girls sat in the first row and said with burning eyes, "I know, the Daily Prophet is messing up again, isn't it?"

"A good man cannot be framed too many times, we will support you, Professor Black!"

I turned around wonderingly and said, "They support what Sirius is doing. It seems to be me who was splashed with dirty water this time."

"The second half of that newspaper is accusing Sirius of abandoning and not taking responsibility for raising him." Dan Qi laughed twice: "But don't worry, your supporters are just a little less, and they will appear soon. "

As soon as the words fell, a Hufflepuff fifth-grade girl squeezed into the front door of the classroom. She shouted: "Vincent, I support you! The Daily Prophet ate/shit." And before Sirius deducted her points With a smirk, he quickly closed the door and left.

"It seems that the early publicity of the Order of the Phoenix has done a good job, huh?" Dan Qi touched his chin: "That article is quite convincing to those who don't know, but many people would rather believe that they are making up nonsense."

"It's because many girls are willing to believe, not many people." I corrected.Because I saw the Ravenclaw and Slytherin boys who came to class look at us with doubts and scrutiny. I think these girls think I am innocent, and it is probably just the handsome appearance taught by Black. And captivated by the uninhibited style.

Perhaps Sirius on the podium was a little annoyed at noticing the skeptical and alienated glances that continued to be thrown at the front row.

"Mr. Crabbe, Mr. Gore, and Miss Blaine and Miss Hawke, can I get rid of you and put away the newspapers?" Sirius accurately named a few students who sneaked away, and I heard Patil exclaiming Said, "My God, he doesn't have a magic eye—how did he know that?"

I remember the last time when Little Crouch caught the student who was making small movements behind the desk like this, the girl's tone was not so adoring and affectionate, which shows that excellent appearance always gets generous extra points.

Sirius took away a bunch of miscellaneous things, and deducted a lot of points from Slytherin eccentrically. Finally, he stood on the podium, sneered and announced to the whole class: "Everyone in the classroom with me No trouble is allowed, understand? The only one with this right is myself."

Benelli said very quietly, "Does he mean he's still going to mess with himself in his class?"

Sirius obviously heard it, and he smiled at us. Benelli seemed to take that as a ferocious threat, and almost shrank under the table in fright. Unexpectedly, Sirius didn't do anything to him, but applauded instead. , Said: "Mr. Hornby is right, so I will give Ravenclaw five points."

After class, Luna rushed up and gave me a gesture that was probably a face-to-face salute—I don’t know where she learned it from. After letting go of my neck, she looked at the ceiling and said ethereally: "Finally experienced A handful of Slytherins’ feelings in Potions class—an unreasonable and eccentric professor, that’s great. But the next class is potions. Regarding the different attitudes of different teachers towards you, Vincent, what do you want? Get used to it quickly."

Although Professor Snape didn't make too many complaints about the article in class, he seemed to be in a very good mood, and he didn't even give it away until Justin Fenry spilled half of the potion on the ground. Hufflepuff deducted twenty points instead of keeping him in detention until the end of Easter.

After the Potions class, the bored Fleur and Lydia were already waiting for us at Ravenclaw's table. They didn't ask much about the two murders, but expressed their views on lunch—maybe Because the pies had all their attention.

"What is this?" Fleur looked at the fish-studded pie on the table with a look of disgust: "It's like a school of fish drowned in the swamp—do I have to take this as my lunch?"

"Well, look up to the starry sky pie." Dan Qi said cautiously, in case the hibiscus fried hair: "This dish is more classic in the UK."

"I know what it is, but I just don't understand how it has the confidence to appear on the dinner table that receives us." Fu Rong stretched out a fluffy finger and pushed the pie in front of her away, and said to her companion: "I want to I'd rather go hungry, how about you?"

Lydia hesitated: "I don't know, I want to try it - this pie looks funny, I don't hate it."

Fu Rong lowered her head and took another look, then suddenly pulled out her wand and chanted a spell, and those dried fishes that were dying were swiftly moved under the covering of dough. "I think it's better to let them go into the cake." Furong said.

Filch suddenly appeared and caught our attention.He gave me a very visibly ill-natured look before rushing to the Headmaster to report something, and since he didn't lower his voice at all and we were sitting relatively close to the teacher's bench, I clearly heard what he told Dumbledore.

"...Ministry from the Ministry of Magic...to investigate...the murder of Ms. White..."

I caught a few key words, reluctantly swallowed the fish in my mouth, took a sip of water, and said, "They really came? When did the Ministry of Magic become so efficient?"

Dan Qi wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, frowned and said, "It's okay to use newspapers to create a demonstration, but they are planning to make a serious move. I don't know what they want to do. In the big picture, with all due respect, you are simply insignificant."

I laughed dryly.

At this time, there was a bit of noise at the other end of the hall. We turned around and found that the two wizards who looked hostile were standing at the door.

"Filch actually let them in? This is Hogwarts." We agreed that this is the headmaster's territory, and no one can enter without the headmaster's nod, so we all turned our heads to look at Filch again.

Filch had to raise his voice to explain to the Headmaster, within earshot of the students: "They have a warrant." Then he gave me a glare.

There was a sudden explosion in the hall, and everyone was vowing to make speeches such as "If it is not confirmed that White is guilty, he will not issue an arrest warrant".And I realized that the situation was getting out of hand, so I put down my fork and considered sneaking out of the small room behind the teacher's bench now.

"Quiet." Professor Dumbledore had to clear the audience, then he stood up and looked at the two officials from the Ministry of Magic coldly and asked, "What's your business?"

"Well, in this way, the Daily Prophet also reported this morning about the murders of Ms. Fran Street White and Mr. Lecter in the Muggle community," one of them unfolded the arrest warrant, cleared his throat and began to read: "According to Wesson The interim meeting of Gamore decided to send the Auror office Dawlish (the strong, short-haired wizard nodded) and McAdam to arrest Vincent White who is studying at Hogwarts..."

I couldn't hear what was going on because I slid under the table while everyone was turning to look at that McAdam, and slipped down the waist of the faculty seat - the professors pretended not to see the eyelids The suspect below slipped away, but put on a posture of listening to the Auror seriously, Flitwick and Sirius also stared at a few students who were about to speak out.

I left from the small room at the back of the hall and swaggered out through the main entrance of Hogwarts - Filch, the janitor, was watching with everyone.But I had just blown the cool breeze in the field for a while, and I hadn't figured out what to do next, and I hadn't even reached Hogsmeade when I was stopped by Dan Qi and Benelli who rushed over.

"If I were you, I would hide myself when I ran away." Panting, Benelli accused me of the mistakes I made when I ran away: "And you actually left the road, and you can be seen swaying a mile away Swinging back."

"They couldn't catch me even if they could see me." I said, "So, you didn't come to run away with me, you just came to teach me how to sneak?"

"Neither. The situation has changed drastically, you can go back with us." Dan Qi said, "Someone took the blame for you."

"It's so dreamy, I haven't had time to feel the freedom from school - I haven't even walked out for half an hour!" I pretended to complain, and went back to school with them: "Who took the blame for me?"

As soon as I turned around, I saw two unknown Aurors walking over a person not far away.

"They didn't expect this to happen at all, but someone admitted that he committed the murder. There was no other way but to arrest him in a daze." Benelli teased in a low voice.

Before he got close, Dawlish said to his companion with disdain: "I don't think the person who committed this thing is the same kind. He didn't know how to hide himself from the main road. It looks like a white Crazy."

I rolled my eyes, ignored this guy who couldn't even beat an old lady, and looked at Bruce who was standing easily between the two. He didn't even have his wand confiscated-foreigners always have such conveniences .

He stopped, stared at me for two seconds, and then took a small glass bottle from his pocket. "I didn't intend to give it to you. But things have changed. Now the decision is in your hands."

I took the glass bottle, and inside it was a spinning memory.

Bruce gave me the donkey-skin bag before Christmas, saying it was my stuff he had managed to get back from the Boyle's, but when I opened it, I found that my memory was significantly less.In fact, to be honest, things related to Helen basically meant overwhelming troubles, and Bruce had never appeared in Hogwarts, so I didn't bother to look for him to ask questions.

Having said that, since the first hegemony competition, he seems to have only appeared in the school four times, once he almost fought with Dan Qi, once gave me a donkey skin bag that lacked a lot of memory, and once participated in the second competition. project, and the fourth Hogwarts appearance just in time for these people to arrest me.

Is it too much of a coincidence?

I knew there would be no answer to this question, so I asked him another question that would reveal his secrets even more: "Helen's death is really related to you?"

Bruce froze for a moment, then he strode away without saying anything, and the two Aurors who were left behind hurriedly stepped up to keep up.The three of us left on the spot looked at each other and fell into a brief silence.

Benelli said: "Bet my thinking potion formula, this guy definitely has a problem-although we discussed his problem last time, but this time it is [-]% sure that he has a problem."

Danqi said: "Shut up, Benelli, your thinking potion is still in chaos, what bets can you make?"

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**Road** No. — I know where I must have set the address of the house of the White family =, = but I just can’t find it, forget it, let’s make it up by yourself