[HP] Sickness and Medicine

became a referee.

Before the game, Kara was still talking about whether he would favor Hufflepuff because he hated Potter.The fact seems to be the same. Not long after the game started, the Hufflepuff team got two free throws, which caused the Gryffindor students on and off the field to protest, but he went his own way and used this to vent his anger. The gloomy face eased somewhat.

Then, to everyone's surprise, the match ended abruptly and child's play, and Harry Potter almost caught the Snitch by the ear of Severus.Dumbledore came off to congratulate the gifted Seeker, while Severus stood aside with a white face, like an untimely cloud on a bright and sunny day.

Dolores watched him silently, imitating him to press her lips together tightly.Such an expression was not abrupt, after all, the Hufflepuff house she belonged to was the loser, and the contrast with the cheering Gryffindor was stark and tragic.She even heard a girl crying in the back row. Her boyfriend is the Chaser of the academy team. He trained in rain or shine, because Harry Potter caught the Snitch in just a few minutes. All in vain.

"I don't like Harry that much anymore." Carla murmured beside her, "Why is he not from our academy?"

But she was just talking.After a while, when Harry Potter and his friends inexplicably made Gryffindor lose 150 points, she felt that it would be fine if he didn't come to Hufflepuff, as long as she paid attention to him and liked him from a distance.

There was nothing unusual about the subsequent Quidditch matches. The Gryffindor team was the champion of this school year, but it is not certain that they will win the Academy Cup.Of course, before that, all students have to face the final exam.The exams in the second grade were not difficult for Dolores. Just like in the first grade, what she should pay attention to was not to perform too well.

On the second day after the exam, the news spread earlier than the joy of the holiday: Harry Potter risked his life to drive away Voldemort who coveted the Philosopher's Stone, and Quirrell, who was abandoned by his master, was seriously injured and died.

When Dolores heard the news, she first breathed a sigh of relief.Sure enough, she didn't need to remind him, as the greatest wizard of his generation, Dumbledore was fully prepared, and Voldemort would only fight and fail repeatedly.Her guilt for her own inaction was finally relieved.

"Hey, I actually quite like Professor Quirrell's class. Although he is a bit smelly and stutters a bit, I can learn something from him." Carla was choosing a gift for Harry Potter. Chat with Dolores: "Dolly, it is said that Professor Quirrell was buried nearby in the castle. After we visit Harry, do you want to give him a bouquet of flowers?"

"Okay." Dolores nodded, "Leave the flowers to me."

In the ward of the school hospital, Harry Potter was still unconscious. Madam Pomfrey did not allow visitors to stay for a long time. They and other students who came with them basically had to leave after putting down their gifts.The two went directly downstairs to the outside, walked southwest along the Black Lake, and found a small cemetery until the end of the wall.

The names on the tombstones are all very strange, and those who will be buried in Hogwarts Castle are so far only those who are homeless or who take the school as their home.This practice will be broken by Dumbledore first, and then in the final battle. Nearly half of the victims were buried here after the battle, including Severus. The reason for sweeping the grave.

The two quickly found Quirrell's tombstone, and Dolores drew a circle with her wand: "Orchids are in full bloom!" A bunch of flowers fell on the newly dug soil in a pink light.

"Dolly, this spell is great!" Kara's eyes lit up.

"Hush!" Dolores pressed her lips with her index finger, "Keep it a secret for me. This is the transformation spell we only learned in the fourth grade."

"But you already learned it? I thought you were only good at potions!"

"Just learn this."

Dolores dismissed Carla's curiosity vaguely.Because after all, they don't have deep feelings for the professor they only knew for a year, so they have nothing to mourn, and there is no need to stay too long.Dolores turned around, and just walked a few steps, but suddenly stopped, her face suddenly pale as snow.

"Dolly?" Kara turned back in doubt, "What's wrong?"

"Kara, go back first." Dolores made up a rough lie: "I saw a familiar name, and I want to be alone for a while."

Carla didn't doubt her: "Okay, then I'll go back first! I have to go back and pack my things. I haven't been home for a year!"

The sound of her footsteps gradually faded away, and the cemetery gradually became quiet. Dolores squatted on the ground, stretched out her hands to cover the ground beside her feet, and a tear that seemed to be a lifetime late fell silently.This is where Severus was, or will be, where he will rest forever.She didn't dare to express her emotions in the crowd in her previous life, but now she is finally able to make up for her regrets.

Covering her face and curling up into a ball, she had to admit that she wasn't really sad. Instead, she felt ridiculous, mourning a living person in front of an open space.But at the same time, she thought she was right.She couldn't separate the two lives of herself, and she couldn't separate the two lives of Severus.

He is the one who lives, and he is the one who dies; similarly, whether it is Dolores named Mitchell or Murray, whether she is a classmate or a student, Dolores loves him wholeheartedly.

"Miss Murray—" Dumbledore's voice interrupted her: "I saw you here from the office. I think that if Quirinald knew that someone would mourn his death, his soul should There will be some comfort."

"Sorry, principal." Dolores quickly wiped off the water marks on her face: "You misunderstood, I am not crying for Professor Quirrell. Please be sure to think of other sad things when I think of them."

"That's okay." Dumbledore was not embarrassed by his wrong assumptions: "It is said that a soul that is not dragged down by tears is lighter and can reach the other shore faster. Let us bless him!" There is another bouquet of flowers on Luo's tomb.

"Principal, it's time for me to go back to the dormitory." Dolores resigned in a low voice.

"Go, boy." Dumbledore stepped aside: "Go and do your work, I am an old man, I will be accompanied by Severus, and I will take a little longer walk."

"West..." Dolores almost yelled wrongly, but fortunately she changed her words in time: "Professor Snape is here too."

Dumbledore explained with a smile: "I pulled him down. We were talking in the office. I think the weather is good today. I suggest that we talk in another place."

Dolores glanced suspiciously at the dark, low-hanging sky.Is the weather nice?It's cool in the shade?

Severus had been watching them coldly, and Dolores could read the impatience on his face, so she immediately stopped talking with Dumbledore and trotted past Severus with her head down. leave.

The night before the students officially went on holiday, the ownership of the House Cup was revealed by Dumbledore. Under a draped golden and red ribbon, the Gryffindor table cheered one after another.In the entire auditorium, they were the ones who were happy, and the ones who were not happy were Slytherin House. Dumbledore added points, like a snake's mouth snatching food, and let them take the second place for nothing; Hufflepuff House was also a little unhappy In view of the fact that Gryffindor's score rose to the first place, they fell from third to fourth, but this did not prevent them from applauding hard in line with the atmosphere.

Dolores was no exception. The only thing special about her was that she never forgot to pay attention to Severus in the teacher's seat.His expression was not very natural, but his mood did not fluctuate much, as if he had expected the result.Dumbledore's extra points may be his personal opinion, but the staff did not object.

After returning home, Dolores quickly finished her summer homework, and then began to rehearse the scene of meeting Dumbledore in her mind, gradually erasing the possibility of her identity being leaked.It took her another month to boil a few bottles of ordinary-quality compound soup for herself, and to find a suitable and sufficient amount of hair. Only then did she drink the potion and transform in an afternoon when her father did not return from work, and brought An old suitcase in the storage room, checked into the Leaky Cauldron as a traveler.

The object of her transformation was a pudgy black old woman she met sitting on the street and taking a nap in the sun when she was wandering in the suburbs of London.Different skin colors can increase the sense of strangeness, and her identity as an old man makes it easier for her to enter the role.After all, she is more familiar with what a person should be like when he is old than a young adult.

Using the Leaky Cauldron as a correspondence address, Dolores and Dumbledore got in touch and agreed to visit the next afternoon.So at noon the next day, she drank a bottle of compound soup of the best quality, carefully tidied herself up, and was different from the sloppy and lazy person she transformed into.

Facing the full-length mirror, she smiled with satisfaction, thinking that even if Dumbledore ran into the original owner one day, he would not treat them as the same person.

Not yet at the age of learning Apparition, Dolores did not try rashly with her body in this life, but honestly went to Hogsmeade Village via the Floo Network, and then took the train to the gate of Hogwarts Castle outside.Filch led the way for her as the castle administrator, and always politely called her "Ms. M", but Mrs. Loris seemed to recognize her, and kept trying to get close to her feet, meowing and begging for the little girl. Dried fish.

"Skeletal Sweets!" Filch shouted at a gargoyle at the end of a corridor on the first floor.The stone beast quickly jumped aside, and the stone wall was lined up in two. He gestured to Dolores, "Ms. M, this is the shortcut to the principal's office on the eighth floor, and Professor Dumbledore is already waiting for you there