[hp] stay out of it

I was about to catch up with Bellini and the others when suddenly a hand stretched out from a corner of the corridor and grabbed my arm vigorously, which startled me.

My first instinct was to draw my wand, and then I broke free, turning around and watching defensively.

It was Professor Snape, staring darkly at me.The students around all looked at me with "you're out of luck" eyes and quickened their pace.

"Come with me."

At noon, I studied the order first, and then watched the internal disputes among the Slytherins. I was so hungry that my chest was pressed against my back.However, Snape's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and I gave up on asking for a meal.

He took me around in the complex structure like Hogwarts palace. I know these places through night tours, but I am not very familiar with them.Many doors are tightly closed, and the purpose is kept secret. The only students you will meet are couples who come to avoid the crowd, or weird students who want to secretly study forbidden magic.

We then reached a room near the basement with a very old door.

I thought he was going to let me in, but I was about to pull the doorknob when he blocked the door.

"Are you worried about losing someone?" He said with a smile on his face.

"Someone? What are you talking about?"

"Don't play dumb for me." The corner of Professor Snape's mouth twitched down: "Do you think that if those ghosts don't tell me, I don't know anything?"

"What ghosts? They don't say anything?" I just don't know why.Maybe Professor Snape's method of coercion is very lethal to those who have ulterior motives, but at the same time, it will also make people who are completely unaware of the situation even more confused. "Professor, what do you want to ask, just ask."

"Hmph," Snape's eyes became sharper, "You have the stone that disappeared with Boyle, right? Why did you play dumb all summer?"

I pretended to be stupid and said, "It's not with me. Professor, why do you think so?"

Snape snorted again: "I don't admit it. I knew it would be like this." He turned around and pulled the doorknob, motioned me to look in sideways: "Next time you do such a small trick, remember not to let your tricks be in your hands. Wandering around the whole castle."

I didn't know what he was talking about, so I could only stretch my neck and look in.The furnishing of this room is very old, it is a decoration style that can only be seen in history books, and the furniture is not new, it is covered with cobwebs and dust, and even has a feeling that it will break if touched.There were a few "people" sitting on the sofa, but they were pearly white, and their buttocks didn't really touch the seat, they just put on a pose and floated above the furniture sofa.

Apparently, this is a lounge for ghosts who died in a certain era.

Then I noticed a few ghosts in the back of the room, there were four ghosts, probably two belonged to Slytherin and one belonged to Hufflepuff - I'm not sure, because they can't be in the meal The ghost who has the power to sit at the table with the students (only the four student representative ghosts related to the Big Four can impress the students in front of the students: Slytherin's Bloody Baron, Ravenclaw's Sea Lianna, Gryffindor's Nearly Headless Nick and Hufflepuff's Fat Friar), but the ghosts in the castle are far more than the four of them.

Just like the ghosts in this room, I've seen two of them like to talk to Barrow, although Barrow doesn't pay much attention to them.

There's another probably Hufflepuff's—

!

what?

The ghost surrounded in the middle turned her head, and I saw her face just now.

Isn't that Helen?

Vincent's mother.The representative of motherly love that Bruce spends his life wanting to revive.The witch who caused headaches for the entire French wizarding world.

Snape closed the door suddenly.

"What else do you have to say?" He glared at me. "Stop thinking of other excuses. A ghost who voluntarily stays can feel the difference from a ghost summoned by a magic item. Although you try to get the ghost who first saw her to shield you, you can't block The mouth of the castle's ghosts, isn't it?" Snape gave a cruel grin.

It didn't scare me.

"I don't know what's going on," I said sincerely. "Really." I feel like I've never been so sincere, but I really don't have a clue about this matter-I haven't used that stone!

Snape was a little exasperated. "Helen Boyle must have been summoned back with that stone—"

"Maybe Bruce did it, Professor," I pretended to remind him. "That stone was taken away by him."

"The Dark Lord cast a spell on that stone, and the person he could feel protected by the spell died," Snape put his face very close: "Tell me, who can make this person who helped the Black Lord die?" The devil's excellent wizard led out of Malfoy Manor without a sound, and then killed him without a trace?"

"Sure, it was done by someone he trusts, Professor." I blinked and followed his train of thought seriously.

Snape was helpless, his expression seemed to be about to hit someone.

But I suddenly understood why Sirius and the others liked to make trouble for Snape - because he was too impatient.

Oh no, did I pick up Sirius's mischievous habit in one summer vacation?

"I heard a disgusting surname." Suddenly a voice sounded: "Did someone mention a disgusting pure-blood family?"

I looked up and Helen's head was sticking out of the wall.

She saw me and was very pleasantly surprised: "Oh, Vincent, I'm just wondering why I'm in this place—does it have anything to do with you?"

"He said he didn't know anything." Snape said darkly. For a moment, he seemed to want to sue my parents for my evil deeds, but when he saw Helen laughing and rushing towards me, and What she had done herself, Snape simply gave up.

The three ghosts surrounding Helen just now also passed through the wall.They surrounded Helen, looking very hostile. "Lone ghosts are not welcome at Hogwarts."

"It should be handed over to the professor to deal with you."

Helen looked as if she was being praised, with a relaxed look on her face.She followed the guidance of the ghost, looked over at Snape, and said with a slightly surprised tone:

"Vincent, I knew you'd be teaching other kids soon. Nice job."

Snape was about to explode.He hurriedly walked ahead, his flapping clothes made him really look like a big bat flying close to the ground.

"Hurry up and keep up!" He urged, he was in such a bad mood now that the students on both sides of the road just saw his face, and almost stuck to the wall to make way for him.

"The professor at Hogwarts has a really bad temper." Helen followed me and floated forward: "I just ignored him and went to find the headmaster."

"You shouldn't have said the phrase 'why the professor doesn't have money to buy shampoo'." I lowered my voice, lest Snape in front of me hear it.

"When we avoided those chasing soldiers, we didn't forget to clean ourselves up." Helen retorted. "Such a professor must be a negative example. I want to complain to the principal about him."

I reminded her: "We are the ones being complained now."

"why?"

"Because of your appearance," I think this matter is very difficult: "The principal and the others are looking for a stone that can summon souls that disappeared with Bruce—"

"Oh, so Bruce was also involved?" Helen said a little coldly.What Helen didn't know was that the person who leaked our information was not Bruce himself, but because of Elaine who he hid in the closet, so I didn't open my mouth to correct her guess.

"Anyway, that stone is gone, and now you suddenly appear at Hogwarts..."

"Stones, stones...haha," Helen suddenly laughed, "Stones really helped me a lot."

"How did you come back?" I asked after deliberation: "If you didn't rely on magic props, the ghost should appear in the world immediately after death."

"It's a green stone." Helen told me in a low voice.

My eyebrows knit together.But I really haven't used the resurrection stone, how did Helen appear.

In the principal's office, I finally took out the hidden resurrection stone from my body pocket.

Professor Dumbledore carefully put it in a smooth silver saucer, and took out a magnifying glass to observe it carefully.

He and Snape seemed more nervous than either of us.They all have an obsession that has been deeply buried for decades in their hearts.

After a long time, the principal put down the mirror, lay down in the armchair, and announced, "It's broken."

"You said you burned it with Fierce Flame, and it was confirmed later that this is very smart-if it was me, I might grab it without thinking... In this situation, it is very likely that this ring is suffering Fiendfyre doesn't have much magical energy after that, and it's a bit broken itself, so that after hearing the name of the first dead, it skips the process of requiring a wizard to spin, and directly completes its last mission."

I'm breaking out in a cold sweat - it's a good thing we didn't mention Bruce's full name during our discussion last night.Really, luckily.

Dumbledore saw Snape's dark face next to him, and said a few words of comfort: "Severus, it's not yours...even if that ring—"

"I know." Snape said quickly, without even looking at us, he left the office as if fleeing.

He must be very disappointed.

"Who would have thought that even this stone would be broken?" Dumbledore sighed.

We left the scorched and no longer shining ring in the principal's office, and walked out of the castle slowly.

Vincent and Helen hadn't seen each other since that summer night five years ago, but now they were able to meet again after being apart from life and death, and they didn't reveal too extreme feelings.

It was as if Helen just took a nap in the old house on Fran Street, and Vincent came back from the Muggle school where he spent three days fishing and two days drying nets.

Such a warm, lazy atmosphere.

We chatted.Stroll out of the castle and bask in the afternoon sun.

Helen stretched.He looked up and stared straight at the sun.The pearly white soul became almost transparent under the sunlight. If it wasn't for the fluttering hair, I could hardly see where she was.

After the exchange, I realized that the reason why Helen didn't show up directly in front of me and Benelli last night was because she was dragged away by the keen Helena the moment she appeared, and she didn't even know that I was just a foot away from her. She didn't realize that she had returned to the underworld until she met those spirits who had informed Snape.

Helena didn't say anything, which surprised me a bit, she has never had much communication with the students of our college.The bloody Barrow also saw Helen, and he didn't say anything, which I understand, after all, we have been quietly and tacitly sharing the roof of the tallest tower in the first three years since we came to Hogwarts.

"She's a very sensitive woman," Helen commented on Helena: "But she's a bit naughty—everyone I saw in the castle dressed like you was like this today."

"Our house is the smartest of the four," I told her.

"Oh, I knew it! I'm so happy for you." Helen Shangqian gave me a cold hug, very cleverly not directly passing through other people's bodies like other reckless souls.

She learns everything so quickly.He's even smarter than me at using Muggle TVs and cell phones.

I suddenly became worried. "Are you leaving?"

"Why should I leave?" Helen stood up and looked at me in surprise.

"It is said in fairy tales that the soul does not belong to the world after all, and must go back in the end."

"Oh, what about those long-tongued guys in your castle?" Helen pointed back at the castle with her thumb.

"But..." I was very happy to hear her say that, but I was a little puzzled: "But why didn't you stay at the beginning?"

"I regret it." Helen said bluntly.

"Uh?"

"I thought I was tired of this intriguing place, so I simply went down, but I found another place that was not as good as I thought," Helen said with a smile, "So I regretted it. Fortunately, you used that one Stone, or I'd go mad in that place."

night.

"Where is Helen going next?" Bellini opened his mouth in surprise when he heard the news, "Since I saw you, it seems that the common sense in the magic world is being broken."

"I don't know. No one has written a book like "On the Meaning of Existence and Life Suggestions for Souls in the Underworld." I grabbed the feathers on the Bellini quill one by one.

"Is she watching you at school next?"

"I don't think so. Dumbledore has already said that parents cannot participate in school teaching, whether it is the person or her soul." I said, "Whether she is a soul or not, I am quite worried. It has been a long time The previous revenge became her only goal, and now that the revenge is over, she herself cannot fully integrate into the wizarding society again..."

I stopped.

"I'm sorry," Bellini reassured me. "We can think of ways."

"I don't mean that," I said grimly. "I haven't eaten all day. I'm starving."

"Ok?"

I missed dinner again because I spent so much time with Helen.The only place to eat now was the kitchen, and I grabbed Bellini and dragged him all the way to the house-elves.

"As for Helen, if anyone in the world can solve the problems that Helen can't solve, it can only be Helen herself who thinks harder." I have great confidence in Helen: "She is the most independent person I have ever met. , we don't need to worry about her."

I gobbled it up in the kitchen, scaring the house-elves, who were bewildered and peeping back, and Bellini sheepishly told them everything was fine.

"Why are you so hungry?"

"It's all due to Snape." I said angrily, "At lunch he dragged me to me to ask questions about the stone, but when I wanted to catch up with dinner, he grabbed me to talk to the headmaster about whether parents can The problem of staying at school for no reason."

"You mean, Helen has already been invited out?"

"No, Dumbledore is not that unreasonable. He said that she can stay in the castle for two or three days longer. But I see Helen is eager to try. After confirming that I am safe, the first thing is to run out and enjoy the world again. .”

Bellini got hungry after watching me eat, and went to ask the elf for some food.The elves brought over doubled steaks and desserts in trepidation, and Bellini waved his hands quickly: "I can't ask for so much. Thank you, thank you!"

After a lot of tossing, he finally calmed down and tasted a delicate pudding.

"Hey, by the way, I think it's a little strange... Principal Dumbledore is so old, it's understandable that he needs the resurrection stone, but Professor Snape is still very young." He lowered his voice, wanting to gossip with me: "Hey, you know, my mother slipped up once when she said that Snape used to have a girl he was very obsessed with - I think he wanted to use the Resurrection Stone to summon that girl."

I think everyone will stop Snape from resurrecting Lily.

After all, it was someone else's wife and mother...

Thankfully the stone was completely broken.

"I never thought that Professor Snape was such a romantic person."

I rolled my eyes: "The more withdrawn you are, the more likely you will grasp at the only straw."

Bellini became interested: "Speaking of straw, my dad told me a story about a branch, Vincent, do you want to listen?"

I concentrated on tearing off the chicken legs.

How did his mind jump?

Bellini thought while recalling: "In Muggle legends, there is a cursed bird—"

"How does magic appear in Muggle legends?"

"Because Merlin used to be their national teacher." Bellini explained solemnly.

"It makes sense." I threw away the bone and said absent-mindedly, "Go on."

"A cursed bird."

I picked up the wine I'd just stolen from the kitchen cupboard while the house-elves weren't looking, for the professors, and it tasted perfectly fine.

Bellini said: "He's going to fly across the endless sea, and he can only land on a particular branch—"

I yawned: "This is not a bedtime story. Why am I starting to feel sleepy?"

Bellini pointed out sharply: "Is your drinking capacity a bit poor?"

"...You should continue talking."

"He can only land on a specific branch, and this branch is often the favorite and most beautiful thing the bird sees after taking off. Once he is determined, he will take her with him all his life, and will always be on the sea. Fly, keep flying, and look for the end of the sea together. When you get tired, just float on the water with her—"

Birds will sink the branches.

Bellini probably saw what I was thinking and gave me a hard look.

"Fly all the way to the end of the sea. On the other side of the sea, new birds will set off and find his favorite branch." Bellini picked up another bread covered with icing sugar, and immediately destroyed the little atmosphere just now Nope—he's really not a storyteller.

"Well, Vincent, I mean, when I was a kid I always thought that every little bird could bring its own branch to settle in the ocean, but seeing Florette staring at the bird that already had a race De Qiu, and Professor Snape, who is pulling his face all day long, I realized that this story may not always come true."

"Because it's a fairy tale, idiot." I shrugged. "Even if the bird finds a branch, he might not be able to pick it up. This endless sea sounds like there must be a lot of wind and waves."

Bellini held his chin: "If the bird loses the branch, it will probably be very miserable."

Snape's back, like a big bat, flashed before my eyes.

"Then he has nowhere to stay, and he will probably go crazy from exhaustion, and in the end he can only get lost in the endless sea and sink to the bottom of the sea alone."

"That's pretty miserable." Bellini shuddered: "Vincent, do you think I should speed up? That Rhett in the third grade who walks into the wall—he found a girlfriend !"

This caught me off guard.It turned out that Bellini really just told me a story, and didn't imply anyone, and then he himself began to worry about his love future.

"Don't worry," I patted him on the shoulder: "You are smart and easy to deceive, and many girls like this now. Before you really worry about this issue, you will have a lot of branches waiting for you to choose."

The author has something to say:

There are about eleven chapters or so left.

I don't feel the urgency to end it at all.

The protagonist is not a loyal dog.It is a domineering attack.proud.

By the way, who has a good loyal dog to accept the text, please.