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"Although it is understandable, Alice was poisoned, and you were seriously injured in the game..." After Harry and Neville came back from the headmaster's office dejectedly, Hermione couldn't help pointing out: "But you really need Hurry up and read the latest newspapers, there is an avalanche of bad news mixed with a few good news—”

For the next week, Harry and Neville were racking their brains to figure out how to complete the homework that Dumbledore had assigned them, which had something to do with Slughorn.Every time Slughorn opened the door of the dungeon after Potions class, he could see Neville squatting there, with a stiff smile and an excuse to go back and pack his things for a while, he would find Harry waiting in full swing. There, it looks like if they stick around like this it will work someday.But soon they realized that Slughorn's abilities did not stop at being an authority on potions. He was keen on socializing not only because he enjoyed being surrounded by juniors, but also because he was good at controlling The topic lures the bewildered young man to go in the direction he expects.

"It won't work." Hermione shook her head wisely after hearing their plans that night, "If simple and tough measures can loosen Slughorn, why would Dumbledore let you go?"

She and Ron still have to worry about the apparition test. The notice posted on the bulletin board informs all sixth grade students that the first apparation test of this year is tentatively scheduled for April 21st (subject to further notice), when Students who have reached the age of 17 can go to Hogsmeade to take the assessment, and before the exam, they can also sign up for special pre-exam training provided by the Ministry of Magic.Hermione is more confident, she has succeeded four times ("I think the previous research on the traceless expansion spell is a bit helpful, there are always some principles of space-type magic that are interoperable."), compared to Ron Much more anxious, he has not successfully manifested yet.

"If only my birthday was in July and August." He sank into the armchair sullenly, "although I don't think it's worth giving me a few more months, Fred and George may still be there by then." Will go to Hogsmeade and wait to laugh at me so much—"

"Harry and I only succeeded once." Tallus lazily teased Crookshanks under his feet with an owl feather. "Don't be too nervous, brother."

"Where's Harry?" I sat down and looked around. "I want to borrow the Marauder's Map from him."

"Coincidentally, he has been looking at the Marauder's Map just now, and then he rushed out as if he suddenly thought of something—since you, um, had an accident last time, he has become a little... how to say, paranoid." Talou S snapped his fingers.

"That's why he still can't get Slughorn's - the one we all know about." Hermione, realizing I'm still here, took a deep breath and stopped just in time, but she still He seemed a little irritable, "He should really prioritize. Think about the poor Montgomery sisters. Their younger brother who was killed by a werewolf was only five years old... Isn't the most important thing now is to stop the mysterious man!"

In this atmosphere, I just decided to shut up and not talk about a funny but reasonable conjecture that I just realized when I passed the eighth floor. Rushing into the Gryffindor lounge, the ecstatic expression on his face made Hermione think for a moment that he had completed the task assigned by Dumbledore, so that when Harry said "Crabbe and Goyle", Hermione's face It was dark in an instant.

"I just discovered something." Harry spread out the Marauder's Map, pointing to the two small black dots in the Slytherin lounge, "Who do you see here?"

"Crabbe and Goyle." Talus squinted, "You've been staring at them for days, man, every time you try to follow them to find Malfoy, Malfoy disappears from the map gone."

"Yes." Harry gulped down half a glass of water and wiped his mouth, "We've always wondered where the disappeared Malfoy went—"

"He went to the Room of Requirement and Crabbe and Goyle got Polyjuice Potions and he turned them into the little girl we always see outside the Room of Requirement, remember, different look but both carrying heavy things , as soon as we get close to them, we will throw things on the ground in a panic." Harry choked on drinking too much water, so I said what I just guessed, "I saw them again when I came back, so I want to find the Marauder's Map to confirm."

"Potion Potion?" Hermione asked dubiously, "Where can Malfoy get Polyjuice Potion?"

"There's a big pot in the basement, and he steals a little every time he goes to class is enough." Harry, panting, glanced at me: "I just went to the eighth floor wearing an invisibility cloak and hid in the silly Barnabas I waited in the tapestry until Malfoy came out of the Room of Requirement, so all my thoughts were correct, he was doing a secret thing, and let Crabbe and Goyle guard him in this way."

Ron and Talus couldn't hold back, they hugged their bellies and laughed, imagining that Crabbe and Goyle, who were like two mountains of meat, were transformed into two petite low-grade girls by Malfoy with Polyjuice Potion Keeping people serious, Ron almost laughed out of breath, and gestured to Tallus, "Will they be surprised because they have more or less? No wonder they all look sullen lately." He stared at him before restraining himself.

"The last time I ran into him outside the Room of Requirement - the first Quidditch match, he was out sick, remember?" I cleared my throat, feeling the need to explain why I was so Thought, "Don't look at me like that, Harry, it's you who said I needed to miss your breakfast, or Ron might see that you didn't use Felicia... I was going up the eighth floor to get to the stadium early I happened to meet him in the shortest way."

"Then it all makes sense." Harry looked back unnaturally, "As long as I go into the Room of Requirement, I can see what he's doing—"

"You can't get in." Before I could shake my head, Hermione said bluntly, "The last time Malfoy was able to break into our DA party was because someone leaked the secret, you don't know what Malfoy is doing in there. Can't get into the house where he works. With all due respect, you should put your mind on Slughorn now, and work hard with Neville, instead of looking for something that Malfoy might not even exist!"

"We've tried almost fifty or sixty times!" Harry said irritably, "You heard Neville say that Slughorn is just an old slug, trying to get around his words A means of escape from a technical trap may require auspicious stars—"

"Auspicious stars are shining." Ron suddenly looked at me, "Hey, don't we have lucky stars?"

Seeing all of us (including Hermione) looking at him in confusion, Ron straightened his back with a sense of accomplishment: "I mean Felix Elixir! If Harry can drink a little Felix Elixir, maybe We can find a way...does it count as cheating at a time like this?"

He didn't bathe in our adoring eyes for too long. Lavender and Parvati just appeared in the lounge. Ron jumped up from the chair as if being stuck by a steel needle, almost rolling Crawler fled back to the boys' dormitory before Lavender saw her.He has been avoiding Lavender these days like a vampire avoiding garlic, and seems to hope that he can let Lavender let go automatically by cooling down his enthusiasm—even if Ron is my friend, I have to warn everyone who reads this , especially young readers who were about the same age as us at that time and who were easily troubled by emotional vortexes, this approach is wrong.Lavender did not stop there as he wished. In his words, "instead, he became more and more entangled like a giant squid".

"But this thing uses a little less." After taking the Felicity Elixir I handed him, Harry looked at the small crystal bottle, "Let's try another way, things like luck are best saved Use it."

With the advent of summer, the sky gradually cleared up, and large white clouds floated leisurely in the sky, complementing the sparkling lake surface illuminated by the sun.Ron, who participated in a special training in Hogsmeade, was so confident that he finally managed to move himself, although the place where he finally appeared was several hundred meters away from the target.Even though Hermione and I had repeatedly told Harry that the Room of Requirement wouldn't be open to him in the room Draco used, he still wore the Invisibility Cloak and tried it in the hallway on the eighth floor in his free time, and once almost got in my dad's room. I was late for class, and my dad took him to the podium and calmly embarrassed him for a while, until he deducted twenty points from Gryffindor before reluctantly letting him sit back beside me.

"I don't want to repeat it—forget about Malfoy!" Hermione decisively pulled the Marauder's Map from Harry's hand, "When are you going to use Felicia? Another week has passed, and we will be in the afternoon The Apparition test for the

"Do you have to use the exam date to mark the time?" Ron seemed to be choked by someone, and the next second he squatted behind Tallus suddenly because of the approach of a long-haired girl.

"Not Brown." Tallus curled his lips. "Come out."

"Harry Potter." The girl walked towards us and handed Harry a small roll of parchment, "Professor Hagrid asked me to bring this to you."

"Is he joking?" Harry took the parchment and quickly glanced at it and handed it to us who leaned over to read it. It took me a long time to finish the first row. Fortunately, they were more familiar with Hagrid. Hermione read in a low voice: "Aragok died last night... If you can come to the funeral tonight, it means a lot to me." My elder brother planned to hold the funeral at dusk, which is his favorite time of day. I know you are not allowed to come out so late, but the Invisibility Cloak is available. I didn't want to ask for it, but I couldn't face it alone."

"Is he crazy?" said Ron vehemently. "That brute told its mates to eat us! Saying nothing! Did Hagrid expect us to cry over his hairy corpse?"

As if recalling a very bad memory, he shivered.

"The current security measures are very strict, and it's too much trouble to get caught." Hermione looked at Harry, then at Tallus, "I know Hagrid is our friend, and we used to sneak out to help Been through him a lot... but this time he's in no danger, is he? I think—"

"So do I." Tallus sighed. "I don't want to go."

"Hagrid can only bury Aragog by himself." Harry shook his head, "You're right, Hermione, we shouldn't make senseless trouble for ourselves."

"This afternoon, if I can't convince Slughorn again, I'll try Felix Elixir tonight." Harry asked for my opinion with his eyes, "We don't need to take Apparition, the Potions class There must be very few people."

There were only five students in Potions class in the afternoon: me, Harry, Tallus, Ernie MacMillan and Draco.Slughorn waved his hand and asked us to make something for him to have fun. As a result, when the class was about to end, he came to my ear and asked me to help collect other people's finished products and put them on the podium 15 minutes in advance and left the classroom - determined not to give Harry any chance of blocking him.

"Well, you put too much cat's ear violets." I had to stay when the class was over. The lump of slime in Ernie's pot couldn't tell what it was. Although Harry has taken a lot of seriousness in potions class recently, it's still easy Misreading the steps, I grabbed a little peppermint and put it into his crucible, and the darker euphoria immediately turned golden yellow like sunshine, "That's almost it."

"I also want to get a high score, so you can add anything to my pot, Professor." Talus smiled and waited for me to help him fill the crystal bottle. I leaned over and sniffed it. He has always learned potions Better than Harry and Ron.

I took the vial that Draco had left on the corner of the table, he had scrawled his name on it and waited for me to take it away.When my scrutinizing eyes looked at him, he immediately looked away, picked up the packed schoolbag, turned and left the smoky basement classroom.It's hiccup potion, just barely... He can do better at his level.I don't know if it's because of the dim light in the Potions classroom, but I think his face looks like he is suffering from invisible torment, and there is no pride, excitement or arrogance on his body.

I know the poison in the bottle of mead wasn't meant for me, maybe it was for Slughorn because he fell for Dumbledore, or for Dumbledore himself because Slughorn It was said earlier that this bottle of wine was originally a gift for Dumbledore.My anger is not that I almost died, but that he who did this obviously doesn't care how many innocent people he will accidentally injure. This kind of mentality is undoubtedly evil and distorted, which makes people shudder.

During dinner, we all cooperated with Ron in cursing the examiner who noticed that he had dropped half of his eyebrows. When Slughorn finished his dinner slowly, the sun outside had already set on the treetops of the Forbidden Forest. Hermione and I sneaked into the boys' dormitory where there were no outsiders, and watched Harry carefully pour out a small spoonful of Felix Elixir.

"I think two or three hours should be enough." Harry looked a little nervous, and Neville looked on with a little concern (we thought it would be safer to give Neville a drink if Harry failed).We watched him swallow the potion. Slowly, a confident smile appeared on Harry's face, and his eyes seemed to be lit by Merlin himself.

"Have you thought of anything, Harry?" Hermione asked tentatively.

"Great, wonderful." He smiled and took out his invisibility cloak, motioning for me to go to his side, "I'm going to take Alice to Hagrid."

"What?" We were all at a loss, I hurriedly lowered my head and smelled if I had taken Felicia as something like madness, "No, Harry, you are going to find Slughorn ,do you remember?"

"Of course." He had already covered my head with the Invisibility Cloak. "I'm pretty sure about it—or, Felix is ​​pretty sure."

He pulled me downstairs, and Hermione, who was worried, hurriedly followed out. Unexpectedly, she and Ron were spotted by Lavender Brown in the lounge.Harry kept striding forward, as if Lavender's screams behind him and Ron's stammering distinctions had nothing to do with him.It is already difficult for the invisibility cloak to cover the two of us, but he doesn't seem to worry about meeting people on the road at all—it's not surprising, if what he drank was indeed Felicia, then he is now the most powerful person in Hogwarts. lucky person.

Opening the door that Filch had forgotten to lock, I found that Harry was heading towards the greenhouse in a different direction. I couldn't help asking, "Aren't we going to Hagrid's hut?"

"The weather is so nice today, how about going to other places?" He pointed to the two figures projected on the greenhouse in a good mood, "Look, Professor Sprout and Slughorn. "

I just let go of my heart a little bit.He lifted off the invisibility cloak directly after Professor Sprout left, and pulled me to wave to Slughorn who was holding a bunch of leaves: "Good evening, Professor."

"Merlin!" Slughorn stopped abruptly, first looked at Harry warily, and smiled a little again when he saw me: "I have to tell you two, now is not a good time to go out on a date."

I think I should shut up now and leave it to Harry who drank Felix Felicia to do as he pleases, so I stood there silently listening to Harry explain Hagrid and his eighth dog to Slughorn truthfully. The story of the acromantula, that we slipped out of the castle to attend the spider's funeral.

"Acromantula...its venom is very precious." Slughorn was obviously not interested in the story, but his eyes lit up anyway, "A pint is worth a hundred Galleons... even There is a price but no market, after all, it is almost impossible to get venom from a live giant spider..."

I now roughly understand what Harry wants to do. He pretended to be hesitant, and waited for a long time before telling Slughorn that Hagrid would be very happy if he could go, and he specifically emphasized that today It took me out because I was poisoned and suffocated in the castle.Sure enough, Slughorn immediately made an appointment with us to attend the funeral later, and said that he would go back and get some bottles of good wine-of course, he gave me a guilty look and said that all the wine in his place had also been domesticated The elf tried it.

"You go take care of Hagrid later, okay?" Harry said to me before going to Hagrid's hut.

I was at a loss and could only nod in agreement. The funeral was set off by the setting sun cutting out from the edge of the Forbidden Forest, but it was hard to focus on the swaying pumpkins and the smelly dung pile in Hagrid's back garden.Hagrid looked completely absorbed in his grief and at first seemed a little surprised by Slughorn's visit, but after hearing Slughorn's graceful and dignified impromptu funeral Heap began to cry with all his heart, and Saraghorn was able to take out the bottle hidden in his cloak to get the high-quality poison he wanted from Aragog's corpse, and the faces of both of them were satisfied. expression.

I followed them back to Hagrid's hut and watched as Slughorn opened the drink he'd brought and poured it clattering into Hagrid's bucket-like cup.Hagrid began to hold the cup and mumbled about the past when he raised Aragog. He and Slughorn toasted and drank swigs. Harry kept watching them with a confident smile and filled them with silent refill spells. The empty wine glass was full, but the full wine in front of him was not touched.

It seems that everything is under Harry's control, so I can only convince myself to stay here, watching Slughorn scan everything in this room, Hagrid wiped away all kinds of things from the forbidden Slughorn gave Slughorn the little things he got from the magical animals in the forest, and the two of them seemed to have become confidantes who had known each other for a long time, shouting all kinds of strange slogans while toasting.It wasn't until Hagrid drank the No.14 barrel of wine, and when he stood up, he swayed dangerously, as if he was going to crash through the wall of the hut, and Harry coughed lightly amidst Slughorn's loud belch , I stood up under the command of the corner of his mouth, held Hagrid's elbow with difficulty, and used a spell to support him to vomit in the back garden.

Today's night is very good, a full moon hangs in the clear night sky and looks down on the ground peacefully, the big lake in the distance is shining with silver light, like countless small fish jumping on the water.Hagrid buried his entire head into the vat of clear water, and made a loud "grunt" without moving. I repaired several pumpkins that had been crushed by him with my wand, and looked at the shaking things in the hut. lights.

"Don't say that," I heard Slughorn whisper through the window, "if, if this helps you guys... of course it's not a problem... it's the kid, that thing's useless ..."

I should have walked away, I have faithfully done what Dumbledore has asked of me since the beginning of this school year: not to try to find out everything Harry and Neville knew from him, but tonight it seems like someone nailed me Under the window, I couldn't help but continue listening while watching Hagrid humming in the cool wind.

"It works," said Harry clearly. "Dumbledore needs to know, we need to know... Neville and I are the chosen ones, and I need it."

"Chosen by...?" Slughorn's voice trembled. "You mean... the Savior?"

"Yes." Harry's voice remained calm, "Dumbledore said so."

"But... dear child... you are asking too much... In fact, you are asking me to help you destroy—"

"Would you like to see Alice Snape fall in front of you again?" Harry interrupted his entreaty, "Watch her suddenly fall to the ground, black blood gushing from her mouth, In the last second, she was smiling and standing not far from you, she is as beautiful as her mother in your memory..."

"No, of course I... Of course I don't want to, boy, I was terrified that day, don't blame me..."

"Oh, I forgot, Professor," said Harry softly, "you've always liked her, haven't you?"

"Like?" Slughorn's voice trembled even more. "Who wouldn't love her... Who wouldn't love Lily and her daughter? So talented, so beautiful and clean... I'm like Love them as much as you love your own children..."

"But you won't protect them."

"No, how is that possible, I—it's not the same thing, boy, it's not the same..."

"I protected her. When you were at a loss, I snatched Alice back from death." I heard Harry say very firmly, "She will be my future wife, Professor, I'm the one to protect her life...I need you to hand it over and give me a chance to protect her life."

Hagrid choked in the bucket and coughed violently.I jumped to my feet and hurried over to pull him out of the barrel, trying to dry the beads of water from his face, but my panic set fire to his beard and the black homemade armband on his arm.

After I scrambled to put out the flames and wiped Hagrid's face clean with the huge flower cloth in the yard, Harry opened the door of the hut, and Slughorn in the room had already buried his fat face in his arms , looking completely asleep.

"It's done." Harry smiled, "Come on, I'll get Hagrid in... we can go back to the castle."

The night is pleasant, and in the wind there is not only the faint fragrance of pine needles from the fence, but also the fragrance of orchid bells by the lake. A few strands of dark blue clouds floated in the sky, but they were blown away quickly, and the moon came out. It seems to be walking unhurriedly following our footsteps.

"Would you like to go around the lake?" Harry seemed to feel that he didn't need to wear the invisibility cloak yet, and he said to me with a relaxed face after completing the task, "It's been a long time since the weather has been this good, has it?"

"I overheard a bit of your conversation with Slughorn." I thought about it and said honestly, "I'm sorry."

"Oh," he thought for a while and laughed, "it's okay, we didn't say anything important."

"I heard you say..." I stopped and looked into his profile, "You told Slughorn... that I would be your future wife."

I thought he was going to explain to me that he was only saying that to coax Slughorn into handing over "that thing," but he blinked, looked me in the eye seriously, and said, "I've always been That's what I thought, Alice."

It was as if someone gave me a slight push from behind—of course this person does not exist at all, I can only say that before my mind was completely clear, I had tiptoed to approach him, in the silvery white moonlight. He bit his lower lip lightly, and he lowered his head, brushing the cat's eye green barrette in my hair with his hand, passing through my dark red hair and holding the nape of my neck.He quickly let go of me, took off the black-rimmed glasses that had been between me and him, stuffed them in his pocket, and kissed my lips before I recovered. I wanted to laugh a little, but I was quickly overwhelmed by his breath... It seems that he drank a little wine while chatting with Slughorn, and I tasted a hint of sweetness that belongs to wine between his lips and teeth.

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IadoreyoubeforeIlaidmyeyes

Ilaid my eyes on you

I'amourtoujoursI just can't take my eyes

can't take my eyes off you.

Episode 1: The Wolf and the Pansy

We have all had such years, when we love, we are desperate, and when we are loved, we don't realize it.

——Anonymous "Three to Sixteen Lines of the Love Potion Formula" [Note ①]

It took Talus Black half a month to find a satisfactory place in Hogwarts suitable for him to be in a daze.The owl on the top of the head is "cuckooing" energetically because the night is coming, combing the fluffy breast feathers slowly, the wind blows the fine rain and snow from time to time and rushes into the shed, which is blocked by the swaying dry grass on the wooden shelf. Seven seven eight eight, keeping the huge haystack behind the wooden frame dry and comfortable - naturally many little owls thought the same way, they were flapping their wings trying to drive away the uninvited guest nestling comfortably on the haystack, but The black dog opened its eyes and let out a dangerous snort from its nose, and the owls who knew the times stopped making any noise, and quickly flew to the squeaky wooden poles above their heads, causing a burst of flying dust Carefully vent your dissatisfaction.

Talus Black, now seen by others as a medium-sized black dog, snorted at the sudden, guano-smelling dust and rolled over lazily.The Gryffindor lounge is certainly much more comfortable than the owl shack, with its perpetually crackling fire burning warmly, its old but uncommonly floppy armchairs, no matter how messy the previous day it will be the next morning. A rug that had been swept clean by the house-elves, he thought silently as he remained curled up in a ball, but he didn't want to be there right now, with his friends.

He didn't want to accept those sympathetic and wary eyes. Although the owners of these eyes were full of good intentions, it was this almost ubiquitous and regretful eyes that made Talus feel suffocated, and even A little anger.Because they were actually reminding him of the fact that his mother was dead, and he seldom confide in his tender mother, who was used to frowning slightly and opening urgent letters from the Ministry of Magic. The mother with her long hair tied up and smartly dressed who came and went in a hurry no longer existed in this world.The last time he and she saw was him lazily leaning on the sofa flipping through a Quidditch magazine, watching her put on the dark black gloves while taking the dripping umbrella by the door, she turned her head and pursed her lips , told him to remember to have time to take care of the withered hibiscus flowers in the yard.

Talus Black realized that his mind was full of strange, black-bubbling thoughts, and these thoughts boiled more intensely in the face of his former close friend, and even frightened him: why his mother?Why are other people's parents safe and sound?Why does it have to be him sitting in the front row at the funeral with a white flower pinned to the first button on his chest?

"Those who survived do not need to bear guilt." At that time, this sentence written on the title page of "Post-War Psychological Counseling Manual" had not yet swept the British wizarding world with the song adapted by the Weird Sisters. Talus only felt that his anger was Wrong, but he couldn't find a good way to untangle them.When he found that the sticky emotions brought about by these thoughts even surpassed his hatred for Voldemort and the Death Eaters, he decisively chose to walk through the night of Hogwarts alone to find a quiet place to adjust himself .

It's not easy. Behind every tapestry or statue in Hogwarts, there may be senior lovers hidden. Tallus's face inherited from his father is destined to always attract girls' attention easily—— The girls even felt that Talus Black, who no longer wore a casual smile all the time after the summer vacation, was more handsome because of his taciturnity and the melancholy in the corners of his eyes and brows.

Fortunately, he and his buddies have already learned Animagus secretly. The black dog yawned big, bared its teeth at a white-faced scops owl that flew up to its head to look at it, and flicked its tail impatiently. throw away.

The door of the owl hut was gently pushed open at this moment, and he lay down in the haystack trying to hide himself in the darkness.Few students would post letters at this time, and he stared at the little girl who raised her hand to beckon an owl—in his eyes, Astoria Greengrass, who was two grades lower than him, was indeed a skinny girl. A paper doll that seems to be crushed if it is too strong.

He didn't even think about dancing with her at the fourth grade Yule Ball at first, even though he thought it was a good time at the time.So when the girl wanted to get close to him with great surprise because she discovered his existence, he subconsciously expressed his protest with a dangerous "woo hoo" in his throat.

"Puppy!" Astoria bent down to look at the black dog lying on the haystack curiously. She couldn't find a single light-colored hair on it. The cries were a warning to her not to approach her any further, and she stretched out her hand to caress its fluffy and warm ears.

He's not a dog after all, Talus, who had opened his mouth to show his small fangs, thought a little discouraged. The girl's hand had touched his head, and her fingertips were as cold as if they had just clenched a piece of ice.There are two kinds of smells on her body, one smells bitter on the tip of the tongue, and the other is like a sweet flowery and fruity smell deliberately aggravated to cover up the former, to be honest, it's quite uncomfortable to smell it with a dog's nose.In fact, he could bite the back of her hand by turning his head slightly, and control his strength to leave a little red mark at most-to scare her away so that he can continue to enjoy a moment of precious purity, which sounds like a good plan.

As a Slytherin girl, he saw the silver-green bow tie on Astoria's chest clearly, and the silver snake wrapped around the courtyard emblem seemed to come to life in an instant under the dim light of the shed. In front of his eyes, he wobbled and turned into a snake head spit out from a fluorescent green skull, hovering over the small building where his mother died tragically.

"What's the matter with you?" Astoria had already lifted his head with both hands and looked at it carefully in the blank gap, "Where did your master go? Why did you leave you here alone?"

She looked defenseless... If he exploded at this moment... he would be able to easily bite through the blue blood vessel covered by the skin of her pale neck, and black bubbles began to boil in his brain again, and then she He would lie on the cold ground and look up at the sky in a daze, at a loss, with the rain and snow raging outside the window, just like his mother.

She deserved it, those bursting bubbles hissed, she was a Slytherin, maybe her parents were serving Voldemort outside of Hogwarts, with the disgusting Death Eater mark on her arm... Let her parents also taste the sudden loss of a loved one... taste the torment he and his father suffered this summer vacation——

"Are you cold?" Astoria asked the black dog in a low voice, "Puppy, you are shaking."

She clumsily held up the two front paws of the black dog, trying to drag its head to her knees, but unexpectedly aroused strong resistance, and the dog struggled violently to escape from her arms and shrank back into the shed He yelled at her from the corner of the room, showing a mouthful of gleaming white teeth.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." She had no pets, and her long-term illness made her parents deny her access to anything that might make her weaker. So Astoria didn't realize that she was being rejected. She used her wand Fixed just being dog