[HP] Dali's Bread

Nothing good can be left for tomorrow.

She didn't scream emotionally or cry desperately, she just followed the other students from the field to the dormitory.

So much time passed in the queue talking of Cedric's death.

In the common room, Draco found Dali's figure, his mouth was drawn into a line, and he couldn't see his attitude towards this matter.Without saying anything, he stretched out his hand to hold her hand, and squeezed it gently.

"I'm fine, I just need to take a rest." Dali sighed, "There are still a lot of people, don't hold me... Well, I'll go back to sleep first."

"Yeah." Draco said nothing, and let her go.

Dali lay on the bed in a daze, tossing and turning.She can't sleep, a friend is lying not far from you, and you just look at his body, you can't even see his face... admirable, great friend .

She still remembers his first meeting... when their adopted kitten jumped on the bed and licked the pads contentedly, knowing nothing about it.

Dally turned away from looking at it.Her thoughts were suddenly disrupted, and everything about Cedric seemed to be in a mess in her memory. She only remembered his smile, the brooch he gave him, and he said he would go to her house to play games at Christmas. Just chosen to be a warrior... the exercise book he gave her, he was dancing with himself—

Exercise book, exercise book!

She suddenly jumped up from the bed.

She was frantically looking for this booklet that she had pressed at the bottom of the box half a year ago. It was pressed flat and there was a big pleat on the cover.

She sat at the desk, opened it, and there was a sentence on the side page - "To a wonderful witch, Darley Dursley".

But it is blank inside, without any topic, and there is no generalization of knowledge.

She was a little surprised, thought about it, took out a quill, dipped it in ink, and tentatively wrote a sentence on it, if I try to cast a cross-species transformation spell, what should I pay attention to?

Her words disappeared immediately, and replaced by a line of rather sharp fonts, which belonged to Cedric, who was carefully explaining the problem of the Transfiguration Curse.

"Dali, have you finished the final exam, can you get an O in the Transfiguration class?" His words were displayed again.

too late.

She wrote a line.

After losing it, I realized that there was too much to cherish.

What grade are you in now, whether you have taken the OWLs exam, I can teach you any exam-related knowledge, it is not too late to start studying today!

She couldn't restrain her feelings anymore, lying on the table, weeping silently——

Cedric, you are the most powerful transfiguration master I have ever seen.

The pamphlet that received the tears showed another line of words——

Don't cry, Dally.We still have unfinished business.

To her, it was the last echo of Cedric.

The next morning, Dumbledore spoke a few words to the teachers and students of the school while having breakfast.He just asked that Harry be left alone, that no one should ask him questions, or pester him about what had happened that day in the maze.

But there are still many students who believe Rita Skeeter's article, thinking that he is mentally abnormal and may be a dangerous person.Perhaps it was what he had done to Cedric.

Darley met Harry in the hallway, but she didn't say anything because he looked even more haggard, maybe, he told his friends the truth, and she, like the rest of her classmates, could only guess .Or maybe, he just needs to rest for a few more days, so she can know the truth from him.

On the night before returning to Privet Drive, when Dali was packing the boxes in the dormitory, she saw the pair of baby's breath earrings again, and her heart was very heavy.She didn't dare to wear them, so they put her in a locker at school.

She also had to go to the school leaving banquet, and the thought of "banquet" made her feel a little nauseous, so she dillydally finished packing, and then walked slowly to the common room, thinking that she would not go.

"How are you doing these days?" Didn't expect Draco to be waiting for her in the common room.

"It must be bad." Darley sighed again, she wasn't just sad about Cedric's death, and Harry, she just had a feeling... the way he was going now They have gradually begun to separate.

"Let's go." Draco held her hand, the halo faintly visible on the wrist.

"Okay, don't let go." Dali knew that Draco didn't want others to see the two of them together, but he was the only one standing beside her now.

"Well... good." She felt the strength in his hand.

Tonight, black curtains hang on the walls behind the faculty desks.

Professor Dumbledore stood up from the staff table. The auditorium was much quieter than the usual school leaving banquet, and it was even more silent at this time.

"Another year." Dumbledore said, looking at everyone, "It's over."

He stopped talking and his eyes fell on the Hufflepuff table.Before Dumbledore stood up, the mood at this table was the most oppressive, and the faces at this table were also the saddest and palest in the entire auditorium.

"I have many things to say to you all tonight," said Dumbledore, "but first I must say with great sadness that we have lost a very good man who should have been sitting here." He pointed Referring to fellow Hufflepuffs, "Enjoy this dinner with us. I hope everyone will stand up and raise a glass to Cedric Diggory."

The students stood up one after another, first Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and then Slytherin, and there was a sound of benches moving in the auditorium.They all raised their goblets and said in one low, deep voice, "Cedric Diggory."

"Cedric exemplified all the qualities that are characteristic of Hufflepuff House," continued Dumbledore. "He was a kind, loyal friend, a hardworking student, and a believer in fair play. His death made All of you were shocked, whether you knew him or not. So I think you have a right to know what happened."

"Cedric Diggory was killed by Voldemort."

There was a nervous murmur in the auditorium.Everyone stared at Dumbledore in horror and disbelief.Darley looked at Harry, who looked very calm.

"The Ministry of Magic doesn't want me to tell you this," continued Dumbledore. "Some of the parents of some of my classmates might be shocked by what I did - either because they couldn't believe that Voldemort had really returned, or because they thought I shouldn't be telling you this because you're young. However I believe it's always better to tell the truth than to lie if we're trying to make Cedric's death an accident or blame him on himself It's an insult to his image."

"In speaking of Cedric's death, one other person must be mentioned," continued Dumbledore. "I am speaking, of course, of Harry Potter."

There was a stir in the Great Hall, and several people turned their heads to Harry, and then quickly turned back to look at Dumbledore.

"Harry Potter escaped Lord Voldemort," said Dumbledore. "He risked his life to bring Cedric's body back to Hogwarts. He was fearless in every way." Few wizards have displayed such spirit in the face of Voldemort's threat, and for that I salute him."

Dumbledore turned gravely to Harry, raising his goblet once more.Almost everyone in the auditorium did.They whispered Harry's name as they had just said Cedric's, and toasted him.

Some of the Slytherins didn't get up this time, including Darley, who bit her lip and couldn't do anything else.

After everyone was seated again, Dumbledore added: "The purpose of the Triwizard Tournament is to enhance and promote mutual understanding in the wizarding world. Given what is happening now - given Voldemort's return to life - this connection is stronger than ever before. more important."

"Every guest in this Great Hall," continued Dumbledore, his eyes resting on Durmstrang's fellow students, "is welcome to come back at any time. I repeat to all of you ——Given Voldemort's return, we are only strong together, and vulnerable when divided. Voldemort created conflict and enmity with great skill. We can only fight it if we demonstrate the same unbreakable friendship and trust. As long as Our goals are the same, our hearts are open, and differences in habits and languages ​​will not be an obstacle."

"I believe - and I hope I'm mistaken - that dark and difficult times are ahead for us all. Some of you in the Great Hall have been directly victimized by Voldemort's poison. Many of your families have been torn apart .A week ago, a classmate among us was killed."

"Remember Cedric. When you have to choose between the right way and the short way, please don't forget a just, kind, brave boy who suffered such a tragic fate because of his unexpected encounter with Voldemort. Always remember Cedric Diggory."

And she really hoped it was all wrong, no Voldemort, no death, she was still a 15-year-old kid, she wanted to have fun flipping through the latest fashion magazines, trying on the new season's trendy clothes, and all the pain wouldn't happen.

She is still a child, she should think about where to go during the summer vacation, how to complete her homework, okay, okay, one summer vacation is enough, she just needs to leave Hogwarts, one summer vacation.

Grief will always be washed away by time.

She finally raised her head with an ugly smile.

"Goodbye, Seid."

she said softly.