if i am not me

In an office dominated by brown tones on the upper floors of the Ministry of Magic, James Potter put down the documents in his hand, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes wearily.

Now the entire Ministry of Magic is in chaos, and he has only been back for a year. He never imagined that the huge Ministry of Magic has decayed to this point.If it wasn't for the riots last night that caused these ills, I really don't know how long the problem will continue to be hidden before it will be exposed.

At this time, all kinds of condemnations were still pouring in, and it was hard to gather some people to deal with the current situation urgently. Now James really didn't know whether to be angry at Fudge's incompetence, or to be grateful.

Like a tacit understanding, sensing something, the moment he looked up at the door, the door was suddenly knocked open with a "touch!"He and the visitors seemed to be used to this, so after another loud noise, the door closed again.

"What a bunch of idiots!" Sirius' originally elegant long hair became a little messy, and the look on his face was extremely tired.Seeing this, James waved his wand, and a cup of moderately warm coffee appeared on the coffee table closest to Sirius. "Thanks, buddy." Unambiguously grabbed the cup and took a big gulp, Sirius sighed contentedly, and sat down on the soft sofa, as if he wanted to just fall asleep like this.

Seeing his old friend like this, James smiled for the first time since last night, and asked with a hint of understanding, "It seems... the harvest is zero?"

The corners of his lips curled up mockingly, and the disdain in Sirius' eyes was undisguised, "What do you think...everyone he could catch would run away after being disturbed by that idiot!"

Laughing coldly, James put down the document in his hand, and tapped the table lightly, "He's headstrong, I really don't know what's in his mind... If it wasn't for those old guys to support him, hum! "

"Our foundations are not deep enough... But speaking of it, we have to thank him."

"Yeah..." Looking at Sirius, James waved the document in his hand, and the smile on his face became more and more charming, "It's not just that domestic people are dissatisfied with him, since last night, he There is no credibility left.”

With a sly smile, Sirius straightened his hair, "Thanks to him, the Ministry of Magic has lost all face." Thinking of Fudge's series of orders last night, Sirius really wanted to give him a straight line. Vada Kowalow.But he didn't have any reason not to implement it, first of all he was just the head of the Auror office, and second...it would save them a lot of trouble, wouldn't it?Since that person is willing to ruin his fortune, such a good thing can't even be asked for. "It's just that you will be tired later."

Looking at his familiar smile, James also smiled meaningfully, "Of course, I will 'help' him well."

Raising his hand, the coffee cup was filled again during James' movement, and Sirius took a sip in satisfaction before slowly taking out a stack of newspapers from his arms and throwing them on James' desk, "Look for yourself , Rita Skeeter's mouth is still so powerful."

This is today's "Daily Prophet". On the first page, a few scary characters still stand out - darkness at the Quidditch World Cup.Below is a photo that occupies almost half of the page. The green Dark Mark is floating above the forest, as if laughing ferociously.

"This angle is really good." Whistling, James put his feet on the table and began to read the article full of hints below. "A disgrace to the country...she can easily provoke the anger of the people as usual!"

"Fudge's face turned green when he saw it, buddy, it's a pity you didn't see it." As if recalling some wonderful scene, Sirius grinned, his white teeth gleaming unusually under the light.

He casually flipped through a few pages, and found that they were all the same content with minor differences. James glanced at it casually, threw the newspaper aside, and continued to tap on the table.

"Padfoot, that kid..."

"Don't worry, this news has been blocked except for the parents." Putting down the cup gracefully, Sirius' expression also became serious. "They were also given encrypted wards in St. Mungo's. People who shouldn't know won't know."

Nodding slightly, James felt a dull pain on his forehead, "What did Dumbledore say?"

Seeing his habitual action, Sirius stood up and opened his drawer, skillfully rummaged through to find a solid-color crystal bottle, and handed it over. "Strengthen protection!"

James took the crystal bottle, accurately poured out the appropriate dose and drank it, and then put the crystal bottle into the hands of Sirius who had been waiting for him.Putting the crystal bottle back to its original position again, Sirius continued, "When we get to school, he will look at it himself."

"That's good." Closing his eyes and relaxing his body back into the chair, James tried to sort out the suddenly chaotic thoughts just now. "Revenge of the Death Eaters?"

"It looks very similar, that guy has grasped almost every flaw of ours." Recalling the scene of fighting with the man hidden under the hood last night, Sirius frowned. "It's difficult, but he seems to have scruples. And...they don't seem to be the same group."

"how do you know?"

"Dude, the feeling, it's the feeling!"

Shrugging, James said indifferently, "Understood, your sense is very accurate!"

Spit angrily, Sirius couldn't help feeling depressed when he thought of the scene when he arrived last night.Even ordinary children would not go to the depths of the forest so far away from the main force after being alone, not to mention that child is still the "boy who lived". Can't relax.

Seeing the angry look of his old friend, James laughed abruptly. "I don't know if you feel right, but I know I have a feeling now."

"What?" Curiously raising his eyebrows, Sirius looked at James, but in his heart he thought that this guy was already thinking about something else at this time.

Suddenly, James, who was lying on the chair half dead, jumped up, "I sensed that Lily missed me! So I have to go back to accompany her, buddy, I will leave it to you." Responding, James picked up the wand in his hand and waved it down neatly, "Disapparation!"

After a muffled sound, only one figure could be seen in James' office.Facing the empty office, Sirius kicked the table angrily—why is the Anti-DisapparationJinx (anti-apparition spell) in this office the newly developed one (Note 1), and when was it changed?Gritting his teeth and looking at the clock hanging on the wall, Sirius' foot visited the poor table again, well, it's just lunch time.

At this time, in St. Mungo's encrypted ward, the large room seemed extremely crowded due to the excessive population.There are two boys and a girl lying on the three beds. The girl is talking softly to a middle-aged couple beside her. Brown hair, distress written all over his face.

On the bed in the middle, a red-haired boy was still in a coma. His body was covered with white bandages, and his physical condition could not be seen.Around his bed, there were several people with the same red hair sitting around, and one of the women would occasionally let out a few choked sobs.

And the boy lying in the innermost place has also woken up now. He is also full of scars and looks more energetic now, but under the low but severe reprimand of an old woman, he seems more and more drowsy.

At this time, a soft knock on the door interrupted the murmur in the room, and an attractive red-haired woman walked in behind the door, holding a medical record folder in her hand.

Seeing her, Mrs. Weasley stood up hastily, wiped the tears from her face, and said in a hoarse voice, "Therapist Potter, I really... thank you so much... "

"Oh...you're welcome. That's what I'm supposed to do."

Lily was obviously used to the emotions of the patient's family members, with a comfortable and peaceful smile on her face, and she softly comforted Mrs. Weasley before starting the routine examination.

After nodding to the Grangers and Mrs. Longbottom, Lily walked to Hermione's bed first.

Raising the wand, she waved the wand at Hermione while chanting a mouth-twisting spell, watching the yellow light from the wand envelope the girl's whole body.After a few minutes, the light gradually faded, and a smile appeared on Lily's face.She stroked Hermione's still pale cheeks, and said to the Grangers and the girl on the bed, "It's all right. You just need to take a good rest before you can leave the hospital."

Hearing this, the Grangers showed a reassuring look, and Lily smiled and walked towards the middle bed.

Ron was the most seriously injured of the three of them. He was in a coma due to excessive blood loss, and now he was the most worrying for his relatives.Lily has treated such cases more than once, and she has always completed every first aid procedure with ease from the beginning to the end, but even so, after those horrific scars healed, she still felt sorry for the cruel heart of the killer. Startled.Fortunately, she is an expert in this field, and she will not let the child have even the slightest scar.In her opinion, such scars caused by the curse should not have appeared on the child's body.

After a few spells that were still extremely proficient, Lily took out a few bottles of potions from the medicine bag and handed them to Mrs. Weasley after the diagnosis and treatment. After carefully instructing the dosage and time of taking, she walked towards the last bed .

There was a fat boy with a painfully pale face, and the scar on his forehead was also exposed due to the bandage during the treatment, which looked particularly glaring.Nodding to Mrs. Longbottom, Lily swung her wand at him again. Judging from the reaction of the spell, he recovered very well. Although he was injured by the same spell, Neville Longbottom obviously didn't Ron Weasley was hit hard like that.

Lily didn't know the specific process of last night. She could only see from the wounds that the three wounded were done by the same wizard, but why there was such a big difference was beyond her imagination. Of course, as a therapist, It shouldn't be what she wants to think about.

She didn't plan to stay for a long time, and after explaining a few things to Mrs. Longbottom, she left the encrypted ward.From the busy last night to now, no matter how good her physical strength is, she is a bit overdrawn, not to mention that she was the first to leave the stadium last night and go home to rest because she was uncomfortable.

When the ordeal broke out in the middle of the night, she had just finished her pills and gone to sleep, and James had almost just arrived home.Undoubtedly, James rushed back immediately, and the sudden increase in the number of injuries forced her to rush to St. Mungo's. Finally, all the patients in her charge have been saved, and she has to reward herself .

As soon as she walked to the door of the office, she saw a few therapists she usually knew teasingly smiled at her and raised her eyebrows slightly, Lily guessed something.Sure enough, when she opened the door and walked into her office, she found that her desk was full of her favorite food, and there was even a cup of smoky black tea.And now James, who was supposed to be busy, just sat on her seat, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Walking lightly to his side, Lily stretched out her hand and pressed his forehead, and the next second her fingers were pulled into her hand, "Hi, dear." She put Lily's finger to her mouth and kissed , James smiled at his wife, as if it was the most normal thing for him to be here.

Seeing that there was a bit of treachery in his smile, Lily knew that he had found a scapegoat - at this time, she could not think of anyone else who could make James escape with peace of mind except Sirius.I wonder how many more footprints James will have when they meet next time?Lily raised the corners of her mouth evilly, but she was actually very happy that her husband could appear in front of her at this time.

Calmly pulled the chair beside her and sat down, Lily, who was already starving, began to eat.You know, after drinking that little potion last night, her stomach hasn't received anything, including water.

James watched Lily sweep the table gracefully, showing a doting smile, but behind this doting was a faint anger.She was sicker than ever last night, but he had to let her go home and rest because of that damn job.And just when he was finally able to go home with her, the bloody commotion happened again.

Regarding this, James has been holding back a fire in his heart, but seeing her satisfied now, he can only temporarily suppress all the anger.Yes, this matter will not end, and he will transfer all his anger at this time to those who initiated the crime and that useless "boss".

Fudge?

James lowered his head and smiled coldly, "I want to see how long you can struggle in that position." '

(Note 1): The demon set itself as a new anti-apparition spell, that is, in a specific spell-casting space, the caster is not restricted by the spell.