[hp] Pride and Prejudice

She didn't eat anything for lunch, except about a mouthful of bread.

Ola will officially join the job tomorrow, so she leisurely slipped to Diagon Alley and found her brother in a crowded joke shop.

Allen was wearing a suit, talking to Fred on the side, and George was busy below.Ola stood quietly among the crowd, watching the unconcealable intimacy between their words.

"Ola?" Allen felt the gaze.

Ola nodded, "Alan."

"I wanted to go to St. Mungo's to see you," Allen said. "Who knew that you left a day earlier. I didn't expect to see you here today. Is your injury better?"

Ola hummed: "I've retired from the team. After about a year of rest, my elbow can be used. How are you recently?"

Alan glanced at Fred, "Fortunately, Ola, I won't tell you now, Fred is not in good health, I have to give him medicine, I won't..."

"Goodbye." Ola thought for a while, "I wish you a happy cohabitation with your sister-in-law."

It's a pity her father didn't agree.

She walked alone through the bustling crowd of people who looked at the house full of wonder, the candy that was used to escape, or the fireworks that set fire in the sky.

Ola also invited Pansy to have afternoon tea.

When she turned around and went to the restaurant where she had a long-term appointment with Pan Xi, she saw that Pan Xi was wearing big sunglasses, and her well-maintained black hair couldn't hide her haggardness.

"Are you okay?" Olachi asked.

Pan Xi laughed at herself: "If your family owes a lot of foreign debts, and your elderly father has to sell the property every day, your mother sells jewelry, and you have to sell yourself, then it will be very sad."

"Can I help you a little?" she asked.

Pansy shook her head.

"I'm going to get married," Pansy said. "That's what I have to do. It's what a Parkinson's has to do."

Ola comforted, "It's also very good. For example, Draco's parents are the best example of marriage. They have similar views and are very affectionate. You will also have a good relationship."

"It's the McMillan family," Pansy said sadly. "It's Ernie's family. My father told me that it was hard work to connect with the family that supports Dumbledore."

She mocked herself: "I've talked with him for so long, and he's still pushing back and forth in the face of marriage. I'd rather this relationship die halfway than my love would end like this."

Ola stared at the black tea in front of her, waiting for her to vent all her emotions.

"I really hate that I didn't study hard in school," she said while drinking tea. "I really regret it, otherwise it would not be the turn of others to choose me. I am so proud of a person, but my ex-boyfriend has to decide The life and death of our family."

Aura reluctantly relieved, "But he will miss the old relationship, and we have been talking for four years. Are you letting go of the relationship?"

"Let's not talk," Pansy wiped his eyes with a piece of paper, "How are you and Potter? Didn't he get harassed by people a few months ago and say you are his ideal type?"

This time, Ola was in a bad mood: "Stop talking, his existence annoys me."

"But he will miss the old relationship," Pan Xi said eccentrically, "We've been talking for three years, where is the relationship that you just let go?"

Ola raised her head, "Shut up."

"Exactly, that's what I wanted to tell you just now." Pan Xi said.

Why are the love paths of good girlfriends the same ups and downs?

Pansy is irritated to pull back and forth between her family and her old relationship, while Ola is wandering between work and her ex-boyfriend.

Because of the good habits she developed in the team, she got up early in the morning.After eating two eggs, Ola seriously thought about whether there was a possibility that the Auror Command would fire her if she was passive and sabotage.

But then, she thought of that contract.

The lightest fine was [-] Galleons. In other words, she didn't make any money from her work, but instead lost money?

And Potter is still a member of the Wizengamot, so maybe he won't even get Ben back by then.

Alto would say that she is a good-for-nothing little princess.

It was obviously a back route for those who couldn't return to the team just in case, but in the end, it turned into a way to lose money?

Aura put on her navy blue uniform angrily, went to the phone booth, and pressed the button to go to the third floor in front of the members of the Ministry of Magic who had been knocked to the ground by her yesterday.

"Hello," Michael said, "may I submit a name?"

She said impatiently, "Ola Egil, the file handler of the Auror Command."

Michael muttered a good word, and after recording, the elevator opened automatically.She walked in front of the door and saw a messy red head, and Ron was clocking in with sleepy eyes.

"Hey, buddy, this is really not a human job, is it..." He suddenly shook his hand, and the coffee almost spilled on his uniform. "Ola? Are you really in the Auror Department?"

Ola nodded angrily.

Ron sighed, "Originally, Neville said it once, and I thought it was a joke. I didn't expect you to go to the Auror Department to recuperate. You were actually stunned by the Bludger. This is not St. Mungo's and the Nursing Home. "

He pointed to the front door.

"I used to work until the wee hours of the morning," Ron said wearily. "Now I've managed to take some time off, but when I got home, Hermione still tortured me..."

When he said this, he coughed, blushed and stopped talking.

Ola also pretended not to hear, and punched in like him. At this time, her name was hung on the sign under the file processing room in the corridor.

"Then I'll go to work first." She said goodbye to Ron.

Ola went through several small compartments and came to the file room, where there were piles of documents stacked like a tower, and the files were densely arranged one by one, making her dizzy.

She sat there for a while, and when she was about to be late for work, an old man came late with a cane.

Under Ola's surprised gaze, he sat on a comfortable chair: "You are Ola, right? My name is Adam. Our rules are like this. To get files for others, you should memorize the location of each file today. , when the Auror's assistant or himself comes to pick it up, you will know where to put it, by the way, there are instructions on the wall."

"Thank you." Ola said.

She stood around and looked around, and roughly divided them into ordinary cases, special cases, and extraordinarily serious cases.

Cases about Death Eaters are basically extra-large cases, and the files here are also the most taken, and the shelves are almost half empty.Ola opened one of them casually, and found that this file recorded the Death Eater Selwyn, ranging from his appearance and characteristics, to his favorite team, and what he ate in Azkaban during the First World War all in.

"I've done it," Ola said.

no response.

She shouted again: "I'm done remembering!"

Adam, who was dozing off, suddenly opened his eyes wide, picked up his wand in a panic, and tried to pull out the file, only to find that it was Ola who yelled.He raised his eyebrows angrily: "I see, don't disturb my sleep in the future!"

After speaking, he continued to doze off.

If Ola hadn't experienced this morning personally, she still wouldn't have believed that the Auror Command had such a busy job. In one morning, apart from Harry's assistant Bernie, he came to collect files a few times.

In short, it's like retiring early, and it's like retirement.

Ola finally understood that Hermione hadn't lied at all, the weather handler had adjusted the climate here to the Mediterranean - when it was hot, she was so hot that she fanned it all the time.

It's a casual job - she thinks she can learn NEWTs by herself.

Others are so busy that they don't have time for lunch, but Ola can finish all three meals.

She laughed at herself, and was also passive and sabotage?There is no work to do at all.

After working for a few days, Ola was so idle that she was about to get moldy.

She bought a lot of Rita Skeeter's books, which she planned to read when she had time (too much), and she bought a lot of "Witch Weekly", which she planned to read for revenge.

Just when she opened the "World Quidditch News", the iron door was pushed open, and a young man's voice sounded: "Take the file of Death Eater Dolphin Roll."

Adam's eyes opened suddenly in fright, and then closed with peace of mind.

Aura said angrily, "Okay."

She put down the newspaper, and Harry in navy blue uniform was standing in front of the door, looking at her gently with his emerald eyes.Ola sighed and looked for the file of the extraordinarily serious case.

He spoke first: "Are you still used to working?"

"It's okay," Ola replied, "I just feel like the team is on maternity leave when I'm free."

Harry, who was leaning on the threshold, suddenly fell silent.

She pulled out a file from the shelf, which happened to have Luo Er's hideous face printed on it.Ola turned and handed him the waxed paper.

Harry hummed and rolled his sleeves up to his elbows, "Moody said he admired you a lot, so he wanted me to teach you some skills about being an Auror, do you want to learn?"

"Study?" she said.

A few seconds later, Harry brought her to the door of the interrogation room.

Before opening the door, he even pushed the door open in a gentlemanly manner to let her go in. Ola had no time to be surprised, but the gloomy scene inside surprised her: there was only one small window, and the gloomy walllight illuminated the eagle on the top, which was particularly gloomy. , the unkempt Luo Er was tied to the chair underneath.

Luo Er grinned: "Potter, why did you find a beautiful chick to accompany you before you died?"

And Harry turned a blind eye, he sat on the stage calmly, even looked down at him.

He dialed the hourglass: "Dolphin Rohr, let's start, briefly describe how many people you killed with Voldemort from 1979 to 1998."

Rolle didn't speak, he just kept laughing.

Harry was sitting in front of the stage, looking at him without saying a word, as if he was comparing who would consume the longest energy.

Ola stood next to him, her legs were almost numb, she looked at Harry's assistant Bernie helplessly, and at this moment, Luo Er said with a smile: "My wife gave birth last month. A child, she was as big and small as you were at that time, and she could only drink milk in bed..."

Harry looked at him coldly and indifferently.

"You killed the Bugg family on February 1998, 2, Father you used two Cruciatus Curses, Mother and infant daughter Nata you used the Death Curse together, Your wand was later confiscated, Flashback But I couldn't see the third spell at that time," he read the file, "how did their eldest daughter Mansha die on the second floor?"

Luo Er smiled with yellow teeth all over his mouth, his brows and eyes were sloppy and crazy: "I killed them all. At that time, the search team gave me all the people in this room."

Harry shrugged irresolutely.

"Can you recount what you were doing on February 1998, 2?" he asked.

Luo Er was impatient: "It's been so long, how can I still remember it clearly? I just remember that I was hunting the pure-blood traitor with the search team No. [-], and I happened to see the Bagg family, so I killed them."

"AM or PM?"

"morning."

"How did you kill it?"

"Two Cruciatus Curses and one Death Curse."

Harry smiled slightly, and continued to ask: "Then do you remember what you did at the Baggs?"

"I killed four members of their family in the morning. The father had two Cruciatus curses, and the mother and two daughters had death curses."

Harry continued: "So what did you do on February 1998, 2?"

"I killed someone!" Luo Er yelled impatiently, "A family of four, in the afternoon, no, in the morning..."

Ola couldn't understand his behavior. He asked aggressively over and over again, asking about the time and place, about the spell used, about the place where the Bugg family died, and about the behavior of the search team.

Didn't you tell him that the first time?

Ola couldn't quite figure it out.

Until her legs were completely numb, when Harry asked whether in the morning or in the afternoon, she could blurt out Rohr's answer, but Rohr said night.

"And how many spells did you cast?" Harry asked.

"Two piercing to the bone, one death curse," Luo Er was about to collapse when he was forced to ask, and he couldn't choose what to say. "My wife cast a death curse and she said she wanted to try it."

Harry hummed, moving his fingers across the parchment.

He said coldly: "Congratulations to you and your wife for getting a double room in Azkaban."

"I have a child..." he begged.

Harry smiled, and almost whispered: "15 Galleons, you should know?"

Capture a criminal Death Eater, you can get 15 Galleons.

But the strength is not enough, who will fight against the god of death?

Luo Er let go of the hand that was supporting his face, his head covered with beads of sweat.

"I know you are afraid that you and your wife are afraid of retaliation, but you believe in the upgrade of Azkaban by our Ministry of Magic," Harry said directly, "and when the time comes, all your imprisoned property will belong to the Ministry."

He stabbed directly at Luo Er's heart: "...Don't you still have a child?"

Luo Er cowardly buried his head in his arms.

He said after a while, "Selwyn is in the villa next to Nurmengard."

Harry gave a satisfied hum, finally put on his eagle badge, and shouted: "Dolphin Rolle can transfer to the Wizengamot."

After saying this, an Auror from outside rushed in, cast a spell, tied his arms and pushed him forward, all in one go.

The bell urging people to get off work rang.

"When pressing, ask a person repeatedly and irregularly," Harry said after taking a sip of water, "because he doesn't have the right time to lie in this kind of jumping question. Catch the loopholes in the words and press repeatedly." , if a person's initial confession is perfect, ask more times."

He tilted his head, water still stuck to his lips: "Ola, do you understand?"

Ola nodded.

"Did the other Death Eaters ask that too?" she asked.

"Not Bellatrix," said Harry, standing up. "She was fed a heap of Veritaserum, and her indictment was written on parchment worse than Professor Snape's six years of Potions homework." many."

Ola shuddered.

"Oh, I forgot just now," he apologized in a low voice, "Professor Snape is your favorite teacher."

She shook her head: "It's okay, I have accepted this fact, and the portrait of the dean is still in the principal's office, I can go see him too."

It's also a good thing, after all, the dean can't accept so many newspapers criticizing his past feelings.

He would even use jinxes on those people.

Maybe Ola was still interrogating him.

— "Dean, why did you cast a jinx on Rita Skeeter?"

——"If you don't shut up, I will cast a spell with you."

Ola smiled.

Harry looked at her strangely, but she said nothing.

In fact, Ola was frightened by Potter just now. His attitude in handling business affairs was not at all like Harry in her impression.

Bernie praised him: "Of course, our Harry learned this very quickly. Moody taught him for half a year, which is much faster than the average Auror's three-year training. He can cast the Iron Armor Curse in sixth grade. And some Aurors don't."

Harry squinted at her as he pretended to work on his sleeve, getting a little closer to her.

Ron also finished dealing with a Death Eater, and happily emerged from his office like a small fish, ready to pick up Hermione, who was a member of the Legal Division.

"Well, Ola," he withdrew his eyes and spoke carefully. "Would you like to go for a drink?"

Ola looked up at him, and Harry quickly added: "It's a very common dinner for colleagues after get off work, and other people also went."

He whispered, not at all like the interrogator just now.

Even a little cautious: "It's just a small gathering among friends."

Ola remembered almost instantly that a large group of people were drinking around the table, just like the team, and then those people drank too much, and they were all matching her and Zhivkov to match her and Potter.

She frowned displeasedly, "Forget it, I want to go back."