[hp] Pride and Prejudice

Ola stared closely at the stands.

When a phoenix suddenly appeared in Tiansheng, two figures fell heavily on the grass, and it was Harry holding Cedric.Her champion was panting, clutching his wand, and wailing in pain, while Seid lay pale and motionless on the grass.

Her heart was uneasy, and she had a bad premonition.

"Sid!" Cho called out.

They all rushed forward, and they couldn't care about anything else at this time. Ola held Pansy's hand and ran towards the grass together.There are a few drops of water on the grass, like tears from people crying.

"He's back," Harry's hair stuck to his forehead, "Voldemort is back, and Pettigrew escaped from prison..."

Fudge, who stood at the front of the crowd, appeared in front of everyone with his upside-down face, his face was pale and he looked terrified.

Fudge opened his lips: "Cedric is dead?"

The word got out, and the dark figure that was squeezing in spread it to those around it in horror, and the others shouted, and the terrible screams rang through the night air.

Ola squeezed Pansy's hand, her lips trembling.

If before, she only thought that the mysterious man was a horrible code name, then how deeply Ola realized the true meaning of the mysterious man's arrival now-her father avoided and feared this lord 14 years ago, and those wizards were all for him. screaming for existence.

Harry held Cedric's hand tightly, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, he was breathing heavily, his green eyes were full of horror, he was trying to talk to them, but Cedric like a statue.

Dumbledore waved his hand, "Quick, Madam Pomfrey, take Harry and Cedric to the infirmary first."

Amos Digory came running, and he brought his wife, how could they accept the news of the death of their only son?Autumn was also shaking, and seemed to be on the verge of falling.

At this time, Dumbledore's loud voice came: "It's okay, please leave in an orderly manner."

"What should we do?" She asked Panxi in a panic, "Are we going to..."

"Ola?" A generous voice came from behind, "Go to the medical room and take a look later."

She turned her head, and Dumbledore nodded to her. After doing this, he spoke to Fudge with a serious face. Every wrinkle on that old face was filled with cold anger. It's dazzled.

Ola and Pansy apologized, and ran to the medical room in a panic.

But the more she went to the medical room, the more she dared not go there. She was afraid of seeing a real classmate die, and maybe half of the reason was because of her.

Ola took a deep breath, fighting back tears as an owl landed on the back of her hand.

To Ola:

I am very glad to have met you. Although I was blocked by your brother and did not know you very well, I am deeply impressed.But we will never see each other again in our lifetime.

Vasily.

Ola took several breaths before she pushed open the door of the hospital wing. Inside stood Dumbledore, Professor Snape, Mrs. Weasley, Bill, Ron, Hermione, and a black dog.

Harry was between the beds, surrounded by a crowd.

She took a few steps, and said with difficulty to Professor Snape: "I'm sorry, Dean..."

Snape frowned.

"A few days ago, I made a chocolate with crushed strange-flavored beans in it, and then I asked Draco to make me a palliative..." she murmured, "I held it in my hand, but it turned out to be wrong After a fight with the Weasley twins, it fell into Cedric's cup, and I don't know if I'm responsible for his death..."

Professor Snape looked at her with dark eyes.

"I'm not dead." A voice suddenly came from behind.

Cedric sat on the hospital bed, showing a gentle smile: "I still want to thank you for the palliative. At that time, I was paralyzed on the ground and couldn't get up. Harry was holding me. When I went to the cemetery, the mysterious man thought I was dead. Yeah, I ended up only getting two piercing shots to test if I'm a dead body."

"This and my palliative?" Aura frowned.

He smiled lightly: "It didn't hurt so much when I used the spell, and I came back alive."

Cedric's pronunciation was clearer than usual, and his speed was much slower. After speaking, he was already exhausted.Ola hurriedly turned her head and told the sleepy patient to rest.

The Diggory couple smiled at her kindly.

Next to them was the real Moody, all bald.

"Hmph, the two brats are so smart," Professor Snape snorted coldly, "but you have caught the true face of the fake Moody, which is different from the stupid Gryffindor lions he has taught more."

He glanced at the people surrounding Harry's bed, turned around and was about to leave.

"Professor," Ola said, "Karkaroff has escaped."

She heard in the grass that he had the Dark Mark.

It stands to reason that most middle-aged people who like black magic have been Death Eaters.

Professor Snape's back paused, and then the black robe rolled away again.

Ola turned her head and saw Harry lying on the hospital bed half asleep, with a quiet and tired face. He saw her gaze and tried his best to smile, trying to ease her heart, but the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he had forgotten how to Laughed.

A black dog was lying on the edge of his bed, its tail wagging happily.

Everyone knows this is his godfather, doesn't it?

She smiled at them.

"Good boy," Mrs. Weasley looked at her lovingly, "you found Moody."

Aura nodded, and the silver-green courtyard emblem on her chest swayed with her.

Mrs. Weasley opened her mouth, but said nothing in the end, they were all standing in front of Harry's hospital bed, and he had fallen into a long deep sleep, unwilling to wake up.

At this time, Dumbledore and Fudge argued.

"...But Crouch is unable to testify now, Connelly," said Dumbledore. "He cannot give evidence as to why he killed those people."

Fudge said angrily, "He's a wandering lunatic! Judging from what Minerva and Severus told me, he seems to think that everything he does is in accordance with the will of You-Know-Who!"

Dumbledore sighed, "...the deaths of those people were just a by-product of the implementation of Voldemort's comeback plan. That plan succeeded. Voldemort returned to his physical body."

"You-Know-Who... is back? Nonsense. Stop kidding, Dumbledore..."

Dumbledore continued to persuade him gently but firmly, but Fudge shook his head with a look of reluctance.

"You're going to take Harry at his word, aren't you, Dumbledore?"

"Of course I believe Harry..." he said in a tone of incredulity.

Fudge smiled strangely: "You are ready to believe that Voldemort has returned, to listen to a mentally disturbed murderer and a child, and this child...he..."

"You must be reading Rita Skeeter, Mr. Fudge." A voice came from the bed.

Everyone was taken aback, Harry opened his sleepy eyes, and the pupils burst into a menacing light.

"Cedric can also testify," he said forcefully, "I think, Minister, you don't think two Hogwarts warriors teamed up to cheat like a child, to give you a belated Christmas present? "

Fudge was taken aback, and facing Dumbledore, he said stubbornly: "I found that you have been hiding some things about this kid and not reporting it? He is a Parseltongue, right? His behavior is weird everywhere—— "

"I suppose you're referring to the pain in the scar that Harry has been feeling?" said Dumbledore coldly.

Fudge said quickly, "Headache? Nightmares? And perhaps— hallucinations?"

"Listen, Connelly," said Dumbledore, "Harry is as sane and sane as you or me. The scar on his forehead didn't confuse his mind. I believe that only when Voldemort was lurking nearby or felt Harry's scar hurts when he wants to kill so much."

"Excuse me, Dumbledore, I've never heard of a spell scar like a bell before..."

"Cedric and I saw Voldemort come back with our own eyes!" Harry said in an extremely firm tone as he struggled to get out of bed. "I've seen Death Eaters! I can name them! Lucius Malfoy—"

"Malfoy is acquitted!" Fudge yelled.

"McNeill!"

"Also acquitted! Currently working at the Ministry of Magic!"

"Avery - Knott - Crabbe - Goyle - and Pettigrew you didn't know escaped!"

"You're just repeating the names of people who were found not to be Death Eaters 13 years ago!"

The black dog beside the bed barked, as if he was not convinced by what Fudge said.

Fudge yelled, "Be quiet! Sirius!"

Harry is not like usual, good-natured and gentle, but his attitude is quite tough while sitting on the hospital bed. In fact, Ola should have known it a long time ago-he is always brave among the students with their heads bowed in Potions class. Unconvinced, he choked back with Professor Snape.

Ora's friends are descendants of Death Eaters, and Gryffindors are the main force to destroy them.

What about the Egil family?

Ola looked at Granger with a dignified expression. If the mysterious person gains power, the first one to die will be the moose.

On which side?Which side will win?If she doesn't stand in line, will she be responsible for the deaths of those people?All of a sudden, too much information flooded Ola's brain, and she really couldn't bear it.

She wanted to have a good talk with her brother.

Ola breathed out, "Professor, the curfew is coming soon, I'm leaving first."

She almost ran away.

She didn't dare to think about it at all, and she didn't think about what to do if the mysterious person came. According to Alto's character, their family would stand neutral again or run away, but her friends were almost all descendants of Death Eaters.

Ola kept going down, but heard sobbing.

It's autumn.

She was leaning against the wall, her seaweed-like black hair was shaking, revealing a pair of eyes crying out for autumn water.

"I'm sorry," she rubbed her eyes, "I'm just standing here, so I didn't bother you."

Aura looked at her and said after a long time, "Cedric is not dead."

Qiu smiled at her.

She looked at the medical wing: "But..."

Aura knew what she was here, and she was afraid that what she saw would not be what she wanted.

But Ola couldn't pull her in, she nodded firmly towards Qiu, and quickly left with the book in her arms.

The Slytherin lounge was extremely lively tonight, and it stands to reason that they should be resting at this point, but now everyone is sitting together, sitting in a corner, talking in whispers, and occasionally glanced at her because of the movement.

"Zabini," Ola patted him on the shoulder, "can you call my brother?"

Zabini smiled, "It's an honor to serve the beautiful lady."

He closed the book, got up and entered the boys' dormitory in a short while, and shook his head in Ola's expectant eyes after a while.

Ola thanked helplessly, and had no choice but to go back to the dormitory first.

It was eerily quiet in the dormitory.

Pan Xi was sitting in the dormitory in a daze without even applying a mask, while everyone else in the dormitory was outside.

Ola called her, "Pansy?"

Their family is not a Death Eater family, and they don't have high demands on her, so it stands to reason that nothing will happen to her.

"What should I do?" Pansy looked up, "The McMillan family supports Dumbledore, but our in-laws all married into the Death Eater family, but I don't want to break up with Ernie yet."

She also didn't want to break up with Harry just yet.

Ola had no choice but to comfort her, but the air inside was suffocating, and she couldn't stop thinking about these questions all the time—are they going to run away like last time, or what?

Can a neutral still make friends with both sides at the same time?

Pansy was lying on the bed in a daze, with her dull hair lying behind her. Ola wanted to go to bed directly, but she took off her long clothes and climbed onto Pansy's bed.

Pansy smiled angrily: "What are you doing?"

Ola showed a worried smile: "I want to sleep with you."

She was wearing a floral lace nightgown, lying around Pansy, who was also wearing a pure white nightgown, and the two held hands tightly, conveying a force in their hearts.It didn't take long for the girl next to Ola to take longer breaths, and her body still exuded the sleepy fragrance of tea.

But Ola couldn't sleep.

After thinking about it, she broke free from Pansy's hand, walked barefoot on the Slytherin floor, ordered a coat, and prepared to walk around outside with a lamp.

Ola took the wand, and inexplicably walked on the way to the medical wing.

But unexpectedly, Allen was there, and he looked at the moon quietly.

"Alan!" Ola called out in a low voice, "Is that you, Alan?"

Allen turned his head, his eyes serious: "Why aren't you sleeping?"

Ola took his hand.

"I'm so scared," she said, "The mysterious man is back, what should our family do? Will Aalto take us away again? Are we going to drop out of Hogwarts?"

Allen glanced at her, and rubbed her messy hair tenderly: "Don't worry about it, just study hard, but do you still remember what Aalto told you about making friends before school started?"

Don't get too close to Draco Malfoy.

Ola snorted, feeling worse than being with Pansy.

She turned around, "Then I'm going to sleep."

Allen nodded and watched her go back, but as soon as Aura disappeared from his sight, she changed a road to the medical wing. She used the invisibility spell to avoid the patrolling Filch, and the closer she got to the medical wing Yi Yue could hear a small cry.

"I'm sorry, Cedric...I'm sorry..." His voice reached his ears, "I'm sorry...I didn't mean to...Dad save me...Dad..."

Ola lifted the curtain, and Harry closed his eyes, writhing uneasily, sweat beading his face in panic even in his sleep.

She picked up the dreamless potion on the bedside table, and gently patted him on the back: "Don't be afraid, you have already come out with Cedric, you are at Hogwarts."

Ola poured the potion down directly, and Harry gradually stopped struggling.

He is so poor.

Ola finally had the idea that Harry had never had parents, and her assumption was about the same as hers—mum wasn't home, dad was unreliable, and losing them wasn't a big deal.But this incident finally made her understand that Harry is a real Gryffindor, and he has amazing courage.

If it was her, Ola might not make it back from the cemetery alive.

She looked down and saw the hand he had also clenched in his sleep, and Ola was holding his fist.

Ola leaned over and whispered: "Don't be afraid, you are not the savior in the dream."

He gradually fell asleep.

This messy matter has not yet been officially concluded, and Minister Fudge seems to want to let this matter go.

As the holiday approached, the students still couldn't take their eyes off the matter, and their discussions became more and more fierce. Dumbledore began to forbid the students to ask questions about the matter, but they still discussed it in private.

But the two parties also began to change-Cedric was affected by the potion and fell asleep in the hospital wing, while Harry preferred to be with his two friends.

Harry always sat by the lake with Granger and Weasley, with his hand resting on a ginger cat, moving slowly, watching the two of them quietly playing chess or reading a book.

The three of them said nothing.

Ola held a book by the lake and studied for a few days, and after reading a copy of "The Principle of Spells", she stepped forward and asked, "Can I play a game of chess with you?"

All three of them looked at each other, as if surprised by the long silence she had broken, Weasley was too surprised to know what to say, Granger was much calmer than him.

"Okay." Harry, who had been silent all this time, said.

Weasley was even more surprised now.

Granger had that look of surprise and joy on his face, as if he was lamenting that Harry had finally spoken.

"Then I'll be a black piece," she picked up the chessboard on the ground, "you will be a white piece."

Harry hummed.

They played chess quietly on the grass, enjoying the sunshine and the breeze. This place was cursed, and no one showed their scrutinizing eyes or novel expressions. This is a quiet paradise.

After her queen had been eaten three times, Harry's face finally loosened a bit.

After a while, he finally said another sentence, "I seem to have dreamed of you."

Weasley's expression grew even more horrified.

"It's me," Ola stared at the chessboard intently, "I can't sleep in the middle of the night, so I came to see you."

He stopped talking.

Weasley frowned suspiciously, and said timidly, "Are you two lovers?"

After a long time, Harry hummed softly, and his long eyelashes drooped quietly.A secret joy rose in Ola's heart, but the second she was distracted, her queen was eaten again.