if i am not me

December is accompanied by a blizzard, and Hogwarts wrapped in silver looks extraordinarily enchanting in the flying snowflakes, like a cold snow monster, full of shocking but unbearable The temptation to stay close.

In the few days after the snow stopped, the students were immersed in the world of ice and snow, temporarily forgetting all the unhappiness of this semester.It's just that the cold weather has made students more and more willing to stay in the warm common room rather than anywhere else.Harry and Draco had just finished History of Magic, wrapped their cloaks tightly and rushed to the dining room. At this moment, they really needed a bowl of hot soup to replenish the energy lost in the morning, and there was a whirring sound in the corridor. The sound of the wind accelerated their pace even more.

"Hey. Harry, Draco, wait for me!" A sudden voice sounded behind them while they were running fast.The two turned their heads and saw that it was Neville who was wrapped up like a fur ball.

"Come on, man, I'm freezing to death!" Harry stamped on Neville, the cold wind in the hallway making it impossible to talk properly.Neville obviously had the same consideration, he quickly caught up with the two, and he walked towards the restaurant with them.

Looking at Neville's face flushed with cold in a strange way, Harry felt that he didn't look like he just came out of a warm place: "Didn't eat lunch...Ron and the others weren't with you?"

With a shiver, Neville waved his plush gloved hand, "Ron hasn't finished his herbology homework, and Hermione is helping him. I went to Hagrid's to play when I had nothing to do, and I didn't go until now." Eat. But why did you finish class after this meeting?"

"Hey... the old man took too many notes today, and he actually procrastinated in such a cold day!" Speaking of this, Drake's tone could not help but bring a trace of dissatisfaction, but Harry believed that no matter who it was, he was starving in the cold classroom Even being dragged down by the teacher, his performance will not be better than Drake.

Walking around the corner, the wind suddenly increased. Harry hurriedly tightened the scarf around his neck, and asked again after a while, "What are you doing out in such a cold day...is there anything interesting?"

Neville also understood his temperament, and he could only smile helplessly after hearing what he said, "Harry, I just went to ask Hagrid if he has any sage seeds, don't think too much about your crooked ideas. "

Hearing this, Harry immediately frowned, and said righteously, "First of all, I didn't intend to make a wrong idea! Secondly, my idea is not wrong at all!"

Harry's sudden seriousness stunned Neville for a moment, but Draco unceremoniously raised his hand and knocked on Harry's head, "Don't make trouble! Ah...Neville, leave him alone, he has been I read too many bad jokes..."

Neville was speechless, and could only twitch the corners of his mouth to show his indifference—a cold joke, how could Harry be obsessed with that kind of thing...?

"Cough...that's right!" Neville gave a fake cough and began to change the subject. "Don't you think it's strange, when I went to Hagner today, he told me that all the roosters in the school are dead!"

"Rooster?"

"all?"

Harry understood, and Draco was stunned, but they all looked at Neville with surprised eyes.

Nodding, Neville continued, "When I went today, he was disposing of the dead roosters. I heard from him that all the roosters in the school are dead now, and there is not a single one left."

"Cold?" Draco thought for a while and asked doubts.

"No..." Neville couldn't help lowering his voice when he said this, "It seems that he was killed by someone. I don't know who it is, and even Hagrid didn't find it."

This weird incident without any suspense caused Draco to fall into thinking, and when the three of them were about to fall silent, Harry suddenly said: "Does this mean that we won't be able to eat rooster meat on our table for a while? "

Drake ignored Harry directly, while Neville decided to learn from Drake after staring at them for a while. "Cough...well, here we are, I'll go there first." Seeing the door of the restaurant, Neville praised secretly, and hurriedly rushed to the Gryffindor table.

Looking at Neville's back, Draco raised his eyebrows, "You're boring."

Walking leisurely towards the Slytherin dining table, Harry smiled brightly, "How do you know?"

"..."

Soon, the three of them reunited after eating, "Go to the library and look for them, it's warm, and you can write your Potions paper by the way." After thinking for a while, Harry suggested that none of them were there in the afternoon. class, then the library is a good choice in this weather.

Nodding, both Draco and Neville agreed to Harry's proposal, so the three of them chattered towards the library.Suddenly, Neville stopped abruptly because of the sudden voice.

"...Blood...I want..."

The hoarse and cold tone made Neville's feet start to tremble unconsciously, as if all the strength in his body disappeared with that voice.Noticing Neville's abnormal state, Drake hurriedly supported Neville. "Neville?"

"The descendants of the enemy...the end...only death...death..."

"Who... who are you? You, what are you going to do?" Neville didn't know where his strength came from, he stood up straight and shouted loudly towards the void.And Draco was obviously startled by his outburst, so he didn't notice Harry's pale face instantly.

Harry stared blankly listening to the familiar language. Unlike the last time when it disappeared in a flash, this time the voice was more clearly distinguishable, so he could feel the cold murderous intent in the words more clearly.Surprisingly, he didn't feel scared, on the contrary, he even felt a little... kind?Something in his body that had been suppressed for a long time began to move around, making Harry unconsciously yearn for the sweetness of blood.

This feeling made Harry's spine feel wet and cold for an instant. What did such an unused reaction mean?

"Harry, Harry!" Draco shouted at him not far away, and Harry realized his gaffe, but then he couldn't care less about it because of Neville. "Hold him quickly."

"This idiot!" Cursing in a low voice, Harry hurriedly ran towards the two who were tugging. "What are you doing? Neville!" He grabbed Neville's left hand violently, and the joint efforts of the two stopped him from moving forward.

"Harry, let me go! It's going to kill, and someone will die!" Neville tried anxiously to break free from the restraints of the two, even his voice trembled a little.

"What are you talking about?" Draco frowned blankly, he didn't understand why Neville had such a big change all of a sudden.Harry grasped Neville even harder. He was in a state of confusion now, but he knew better that Neville could not appear in front of the petrified people, otherwise he would only be suspected of being the murderer again...

"Neville, don't move!" Draco panted. Neville's struggle consumed too much energy, but it didn't stop him from thinking.Could it be... which voice is it again?

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, a cold and serious voice interrupted the dispute between the three.Drake let out a long breath after seeing the person coming, and hurriedly said: "Professor Snape, Longbottom is feeling a little uncomfortable, we plan to take him to the medical room."

At this moment, there was a commotion in the direction Neville wanted to chase just now. Seeing this, Snape frowned, glanced at the three of them coldly, said "Go." The direction went over.Neville had stopped struggling at this moment, because of Snape's sudden appearance, and also because of the voice that had disappeared.The three of them didn't speak for a while, and many people flooded into the corridor as the class time came.

After standing still for a while, Neville leaned against the wall silently, and said, "I'm fine... Well, I want to take a rest, so I won't go to the library..." After talking halfway, he couldn't continue. , for the words spoken by those fourth graders who happened to be going to class.

"How many is this?"

"It seems to be 2 years old."

"Hufflepuff?"

"And Nearly Headless Nick, who was found in the hallway around the corner."

"Merlin bless you, hurry up and catch the murderer!"

Draco looked at Neville and Harry in shock, not surprised to see the same surprise on their expressions as his.If it was the past, Draco and Harry would send Neville back to the dormitory without saying a word and continue to do their own things, but this time, he felt that it was necessary for Neville to explain exactly what happened to him. .

It was the first time I saw Neville hearing the voice, but I didn't expect it to be so crazy. Draco deeply felt that the matter was not as irrelevant to them as he imagined. "Did you... hear that voice again?" Draco patted Neville, who was still dumbfounded, bit his lip, and still spoke out his doubts.

"It has something to do with the petrified people." Harry thought for a while, and finally said the answer.After all, things are completely out of his control now.

This made Draco understand a little bit. From what happened last time, he knew that the voice must have a certain connection with the petrified person, but he was not sure yet.But today's situation let him know that the murderer must be the owner of the voice. "Let's go to the library first. I think we should find a way to clarify this matter." Drake's cold voice sounded in Neville's ear, and he regained his sanity.

Neville was a little confused now, he nodded numbly, and let the two of them drag him away.Perhaps, he himself wanted courage from them.

Unsurprisingly, they saw Ron writing furiously and Hermione beating Ron's head with notes at the long table in the back of the library.

"Wrong, wrong, the essence of Murtlap is spelled M_U_R_T_L_A_P! Not M_U_R_L_T_A_P!!" Hermione's suppressed anger could be heard clearly when they were five steps away from the table, but this usually made them The teasing scene didn't make the three of them laugh, they just sat down in the vacant seats beside the table calmly, and signaled the two of them to suspend their activities for a while.

Harry skillfully cast a listening spell to prevent anyone from accidentally or intentionally overhearing their conversation.

As soon as they saw this posture, the two knew that something must have happened, otherwise Harry, who usually always had a playful smile on his face, wouldn't have such a serious expression.Hermione put down the notes in her hand, took out the parchment written by Ron and put it aside, and sat on the empty seat beside Ron, "Tell me, what happened?"

Neville was in a daze without saying a word, and Harry recounted what happened just now. Seeing that neither of them had any overly surprised expressions on their faces, Drake knew that today's situation was not the first time it happened. .

After listening, Hermione tapped the table with her fingers habitually.This was her habitual action when she was thinking, and none of the people who were familiar with the meaning interrupted her thinking.

"Neville, do you mind if I tell you something I know? Those guesses may have something to do with you." Hermione looked at Neville quietly. After all, this is Neville's own private matter, and Some speculation might hurt Neville.Of course, she didn't want to think so, but if she really wanted to know the real facts, these inferences were necessary.

Neville nodded, motioning for Hermione to continue.He felt very tired after what happened just now, and he didn't want to bear the cold guilt and guilt alone, so he needed them.