[hp] Pride and Prejudice

Ola's fifth grade ended with a Daily Prophet announcing the return of You-Know-Who.

Who would have thought of so many things, Dumbledore fought with the mysterious man in the Ministry of Magic, Sirius injured his leg and entered St. Mungo's, the trio, Cedric, Neville, Luna and Ginny broke into the Ministry of Magic and Food The Dead Apostles fought back, Harry Potter was proclaimed as the savior of the world, and the "Daily Prophet" scolded those who insulted him.

Is this the thief shouting "stop the thief"?

She packed her luggage, and the Slytherin lounge was full of people chatting in full swing. The resurrection of the mysterious man became a pierced mirror, and now everyone knew about it.

Olla was holding a book, passing among the pile of Death Eater descendants.

Draco crossed his legs as usual, but not the usual star-studded status, he caught sight of her by chance, and then his eyes fell on the Holyhead Harpies limited edition pen clipped outside the bookcase.

Ola left there as if fleeing, she took the book and went directly to find Harry by the Black Lake.

Harry sat alone by the lake in a daze.

"Harry," she kissed him quickly, "see you next year, I'm going home."

He hummed in a low voice, forced a smile at her, and returned to his expressionless face.

"What's wrong with you?" she asked.

He didn't answer.

Ola crawled to the front and stared straight at him. The young man's emerald green eyes were clouded, obviously he had been thinking about it for a long time, and he had always had a problem of not saying what was in his heart.

She also suddenly frowns.

Harry looked forward for a long time before he noticed her expression, the corners of her mouth were drawn down, showing extraordinarily bitter and bitter hatred.

He tentatively asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Olla sighed, her sad gray-blue eyes flickering, Harry moved his lips, his mind was turning rusty, trying to say a few words to make her feel better, but he couldn't think of anything.

She admired his clumsy appearance, smiled mischievously, reached out and pulled the corner of his mouth: "Smile, Harry!"

Harry froze for a moment, stared at her blankly, and finally tried to pull the corners of his stiff mouth.

"Don't be unhappy," Ola made a little heart, and said happily: "I hope you will be happier, well, see you next semester, I love you."

She kissed him again, afraid that others would see her, so she ran away like flying.

When Ola returned to Slytherin, she was another proud and beautiful girl from a pure-blooded family. Alan and Ola stood together, and her brilliant silver hair became a sight that could not be ignored in the crowd.

"I'll be in the sixth grade when I come back," Ola said with a smile, "Allen, I didn't expect that, I'm already a grown girl."

Nostalgia appeared on Alan's face: "Yeah, you are going to get married in a few years... By the way, how is your OWLs exam? How many O's can you get?"

Ola's mood suddenly changed.

She pulled her lips, pretending that he was very humorous.

She got two O's in her OWLs, no, a passing would be nice.

Ola sat on the carriage with low eyebrows, and decided to keep silent until the results came out, otherwise the gap with her elder brother would be too big, and Alto and Debbie might not be able to bear it.

At least let them look forward to it for a while.

But she didn't expect that Debbie didn't pick them up at all, but Alto hurriedly took their hands and prepared to go back.

"Hurry up," he quickly grabbed Ola's box. "We're going to a new place this year..."

The Malfoys were standing on the edge of the platform, and Ola expected his mother to chat with Draco's mother, but saw no one.Draco was looking away unnaturally, while Lucius was holding his wand gracefully, but looked a little embarrassed.

Lucius said politely, "Alto, where are you going?"

"None of your business!" he said rudely.

Lucius' eyes turned cold, and the Malfoy family didn't dare to look too good.

Aalto took their luggage without hearing it, and the two children followed him quickly. Allen was quite used to it, but Ola walked forward with the hem of her skirt, and even trotted for a while.

Ola dared not ask aloud, "Alto, where are we going?"

Aalto's tall figure walked forward without any thought of stopping.

It was the same as during the summer vacation, constantly changing trains and getting Floo powder, but this time Ola brought a magic wand, and could cast spells on her hair all the way to ensure her perfect image.

In the end, they landed in front of a strangely shaped house, and Alto directly called the door with his big palm.

The door opened by itself, and Mrs. Weasley froze for a moment, showing a kind smile: "Come in."

Alto shook his head and explained a few words to her, while Ola glanced at the red hair and freckles in the room, feeling a burst of despair in his heart.

The combination of Gryffindor and pure blood traitor is really deadly.

"Ola, stay well," Alto instructed, "I can't tell you for some reason, you must be careful, don't go out at night, and don't write to us."

He thought about it, and felt that his daughter was suffering too much: "Alto sent you all your pocket money for a year. If you don't have enough, you can ask Alto for it. Dad doesn't care how much you spend, but only cares about how well you live."

Ola let out a groan, endured the complaints and walked in, but her eyes lit up—Sirius was standing by the window with a gloomy face, one leg was still limping, and he looked like a handsome version of Mad-Eye Moody .

"Sirius!" she exclaimed in surprise.

Sirius raised his face and hummed muffledly: "So it's a Slytherin chick."

Alto pursed his lips in disdain, then hurried away with his wand in hand.Allen snorted coldly, carried his luggage and went to ask Mrs. Weasley's room, while Ola approached him without any scruples.

"What's the matter, Sirius?" she asked, leaning closer. "Why aren't we staying at your place?"

"You really want to live in my house." He said coldly. "Yes, our family is Doslytherin. Living in it is almost like going home, isn't it?"

Aura looked up at him, "Let me ask, can't I be curious?"

Sirius was a little tired, with an irritable tone: "Because I'm not dead, my cousin Bellatrix can also enter Black's old house. There is also a noisy traitor elf over there, it's annoying, if I It's good to die, at least I can give Harry all of this, so I don't have to worry about these family matters every day."

"But Harry will be sad," she said.

Suddenly Sirius stopped talking.

He collapsed on the sofa all of a sudden, reaching for a bottle of wine.Ola snatched it straight away, and poured a bottle of Flame Whiskey on his face under his expectant eyes.

"Just to wake you up." Aura said coldly.

Sirius was lying on the sofa and his face was poured with liquid, he was a little flustered, but then he smiled softly.

Aura snorted coldly, and waited until he had laughed enough before casting a cleansing spell on him.

"Little girl," he smiled so happily, "Only you can treat me like this."

The children of the Weasley family looked at them in surprise, as if they had never seen Sirius laugh so loudly again.Ora had no doubts that they treated Sirius too much like a patient, and he didn't like it at all.

Ola shrugged, and touched the empty Firewhiskey bottle to her lips.

"I'll live with you for a vacation." Ola sat down, "I'm not happy, you can be bullied by me severely."

"What did I hear?" George said suddenly, "Anyone dares to challenge a prank on Weasley's territory?"

Ola is proud: "We Slytherins are the ones. Our ancestor Salazar Slytherin likes children who despise the rules. We use the rules and despise everything."

Lying on the sofa, Sirius sneered.

She frowned, and suddenly realized that his twin was gone: "Where's your other one?"

George looked upstairs and whispered, "Maybe it's a gentleman's demeanor."

Aura hummed suspiciously.

"Chick," George changed the subject with a smile, "Since that's the case, we might as well have a competition."

Ola raised her chin arrogantly, "Bi, bi."

So the battle started, she and George scuttled through the bushes with sweeping brooms, and then Orla managed to hit him in the face with a kumquat from the tree, causing George to fall to the ground.

Before she was happy for a long time, she just took a bite of lunch when she spurted out a nosebleed.

"Don't underestimate pranks!" George showed a bright smile.

Mrs. Weasley yelled, "George Weasley! What are you doing to your guests?"

She originally thought that people in the Weasley family didn't welcome her very much, but in fact, she felt okay living there. Sirius now needs someone to accompany him to play chess and fight, and George is very free now. A twin brother.

Allen is a perfect model student, who doesn't like a polite and sensible child?

Mrs. Weasley was almost thinking of him as a seventh son.

It's even better for Ola.

Ola is also a little familiar with these people, and the Weasleys' house has now become the second Grimmauld Place, with members of the Order of the Phoenix coming in and out every day, and she enjoys the scenery by the lake with Sirius landscape.

George came over with a kumquat: "Hey, little Egil, do you want to know where your brother is every day?"

"How do I know?" Ola rolled her eyes, "He shuts himself in his room every day, or else he goes to Diagon Alley with you, I'm so busy that I don't have time to chatter with you .”

She also has her own affairs, and she is no longer the little girl who wanted to surround her brother every day when she was a few years old.

George broke open half the orange, held one half himself, and handed the other half to her.

Ola watched suspiciously, suspecting that he had poisoned again.

"What are you afraid of?" George said, "I don't like Egil."

Sirius smiled: "Little girl, don't you dare to eat?"

"No!" She was stubborn.

George also provoked her, "You just dare not."

Aura said stiffly, "No."

She held the orange and hesitated for a moment. This appearance obviously amused George. He was laughing, and Ola took the opportunity to stuff the orange into his mouth quickly.

"It deserves it," Ola carefully pursed her lips and smiled, "How dare you underestimate me!"

Immediately afterwards, George had nothing to do after eating, he shrugged his shoulders easily, and even made a face at her when he walked into the corridor.

And Ola stared at him angrily.

Sirius was so amused by the two of them that he couldn't breathe out of laughter: "You guys are really interesting."

Ola ignored him.

The carefree silver-haired girl propped her head on her elbows, and looked out of the window with rare melancholy. The lake outside was sparkling in the mild sunlight, as if she didn't feel any danger.

Sirius stared at her suspiciously, "What's the matter, you don't have anything on your mind."

That's right, elder brother Alan neglects his younger sister every day, father Alto is a death eater and a traitor, and his life and death are uncertain outside, and his mother is missing, and there is no news after living for almost a month.No matter how heartless you are, you will still miss your family.

"Are you, homesick?" He asked directly. "It's okay, the family will be back soon, you just can't go back for the time being. Harry will be coming in half a month, when you come together..."

Ola glanced at him, and then made a grimace: "Don't think so much, I just think I'm so good-looking."

"The wizarding world is currently under threat from an organization calling itself the Death Eaters. Following these simple safety guidelines will help protect yourself, your family, and your home from attacks. One, don't leave your home..."

"Second, you need to be extra careful at night. Try to go out and get back before dark." Ola imitated the words of the radio, with a strange tone.

Both Ron and Hermione laughed.

This radio puts Death Eaters on the line almost every day.

Ola didn't mean to smile, she continued to make flower baskets in silence.She is not going anywhere now, and Allen might go to Diagon Alley, which is a pure land under Dumbledore's protection.

What else?

"I don't know if Fleur will marry Bill," Hermione changed the subject. "Actually, I'm quite curious if they will marry in black like your family."

Ola smiled, "I don't know about them, but if you like, you can get married in a sack."

Ron burst out laughing.

Hermione's face flushed red, she looked at the red-haired boy with guilt, he was still smiling foolishly, his big freckles were highlighted.

Ola is not in the mood to match others up, this kind of thing is a concubine.For example, who knew that Fleur fell in love with Bill when she was working at Gringotts. She watched the two of them love each other every day, Fleur hated Mrs. Weasley, and others hated Fleur.

The radio suddenly changed the channel and it became "Hot Pot of Love" by the Weird Sisters.

Mrs. Weasley was listening to her favorite song with a smile on her face, and was briskly cooking the pot.

"Oh, why is it this song again?" Fu Rong, who just arrived a few days ago, said arrogantly, "I really want to throw up."

Ginny immediately lowered her face and whispered, "Slimy phlegm is like this every day."

Hermione glanced at Ron who was dazed by Fleur, stretched out her hand to grab his ear, and viciously agreed.

Ola is too lazy to care about other people's private affairs. What does this incident that she classifies as her husband's family and her new daughter-in-law look down on each other have anything to do with her surname Egil?

And as long as Bill likes it, she doesn't need to like it.

But the strange thing is that Ginny, who beat around the bush and scolded Fleur every day, has become more and more beautiful. The small freckles on the tip of her nose have all disappeared. She is tall and charming, with red hair spread out behind her.

But the more she scolded Furong, the more beautiful she became.

Ola found it strange, which made her a little moved. Could it be that Veela still has the nature of women getting more and more beautiful the more they scold them?

Now she has thought of a business that will definitely be popular in Diagon Alley: get a hundred Veela and put them in the store, and let the women scold them directly. From A to B, the effect on the face is as amazing as drinking beauty potions every day. To get started, it costs ten Galleons, which she and Veela share [-]-[-].

A process only needs 98 Galleons, and the price is negotiable.

At that time, everyone will be a big beauty, and everyone will become a little school girl.

And she is the richest man in the wizarding world.

Ginny and Hermione (plus a gifted Ron) were heard over there, and they were chatting about Fleur, mixed with a few words of sticky phlegm, which made Ola feel more and more boring.

She recalled that in the first grade, she and Draco walked proudly into the long corridor, and they would directly mock anyone who was upset.

It was the first time since the medical wing that she started thinking about Draco.