[HP] Subversion - Destined

The fighting club was forced to stop after only one day, and now no one even dares to go to the lake.The Christmas holiday is coming, almost no one wants to stay in Hogwarts, and the Weasleys even called all the children back to the Burrow, because I have nowhere to go, so I will leave with Ron and the others.

In fact, I really hope to stay, but all the professors including Dumbledore are opposed, especially Snape, his sentence "does the great savior want to go to the Forbidden Forest to explore again" made me instantly Sluggish, as early as the first make-up class when he asked me to make an aging agent, I began to doubt, did he really recognize that we are the same person?So including the Knockturn Alley thing... oh no!I rubbed my temples and moaned, tell me it's not true!

Shaking my head, I refuse to think about these disturbing things again.Now I should be thinking why Aquila was at Hogwarts, not what Snape knew!Could it be that my husband is a certain professor in Hogwarts?It's possible when you think about it, but I didn't find Aquila in first year... Lockhart?But his font is different from the one on the letter... I have to go to his office anyway, because there is still a problem with the glasses.

Lockhart was not surprised to see me; he had obviously guessed I would be coming, and was more than happy to produce another stack of envelopes for my help.

"Professor Lockhart, you already knew that the thing in the Chamber of Secrets was a basilisk?" I took out my glasses and got straight to the point.

"Broken?" Lockhart glanced at the frame I put on the table with disinterest, and waved his wand to add two lenses. "Now it's very ordinary." He bowed his head and wrote the letter for a while, and found that I was reluctant Staring at him, he rarely frowned, "What do you want to know?"

"All I know."

He put down his quill, lost his smile, and rested his chin on his intertwined hands: "Mr. Potter, I am a Slytherin. Slytherins always know what is best for themselves. Some things should come naturally when you understand them." You will understand that you don’t need to get anything from me. As your professor, my duty is to impart the practical combat experience you lack, not to put you in danger—I thought it could last until the decisive battle, but it’s a pity.” His gaze rests on the glasses.

"Are you sir?" I asked softly.

"What?" Lockhart looked at me confused.

"No, it's nothing. I mean I saw a black eagle in the sky the other day, do you know about it?" I changed my mind quickly.

"Eagle?" Lockhart thought for a while, and suddenly realized, "It seems to be called Aquila? I saw it in Principal Dumbledore's office last time. It's a beautiful little thing. I like it better than the phoenix Fawkes." It. Of course, I don't really believe that the headmaster would have such a proud pet, in fact, it really just came to deliver letters for its owner - don't ask me, I don't know who it is!" He looked at me with interest From pretending to be calm to being depressed, "In any case, it will definitely not belong to Gryffindor. Hufflepuff is unlikely. Ravenclaw's house symbol is an eagle, and Slytherin is not excluded."

Thinking of that little Professor Flitwick, I immediately ruled out Ravenclaw after the first two houses—his handwriting is rigid, not like cursive.So what about Slytherin? ...Snape? !My mind instantly became tangled.

"Oh, Harry, don't show such an expression! It's just that the time has not come yet." Lockhart rubbed my hair in surprise, "I don't think you are in the mood to help me write the envelope anymore, I'd better send you back first stop."

He walked me all the way to the Gryffindor common room, showing off his white teeth before leaving, and winking at me again: "Stay away from that women's bathroom on the second floor, and don't try to open any carvings with Parseltongue." Serpentine things—I think you know what I mean?"

In fact, I really can't understand Gilderoy Lockhart. If Hogwarts is his goal, why does he pretend to be an idiot vase?If he didn't want to stay here, why did he apply to be a DADA professor in the first place?He doesn't teach me new spells because he knows that what I lack is actual combat experience, but he is not a gentleman, so how could he think that I have learned all the spells I should learn?He gave me glasses that can resist the basilisk's death ray, and said he didn't want me to be in danger, so why did he tell me the entrance and opening method of the secret room so early? ——This person is too mysterious, giving people a sense of crisis out of control...

Lying in bed, I lost sleep for the first time, thinking about Lockhart all the time, just to push the other guy out of my head.But no matter how I tried to avoid it, in the end I was left with only images of that man—Severus Snape.

I turned over and faced the window, telling myself that I could no longer escape. I have never thought about his behavior without a trace of personal color. The original book left a deep impression on me. From the beginning, I preconceived what he did He defined everything about him—he hated me for James Potter, protected me for Lily Evans, atoned for his mistakes, half his life was for others, and his soul has died since Lily died. already fell into hell...

The first time I saw Knockturn Alley, judging from the emotions read in his eyes, my father-like face had already made him recognize me as Harry Potter, so he would help me.But he wouldn't be surprised that at 11 I grew up in the Muggle world and suddenly ran into Knockturn Alley as an adult, unless he knew that I was capable of aging potions, had a mind above my peers, and had a good understanding of magic The world knows enough.

As an absolute master of Occlumency, buying Occlumency augmentation items does not look like buying them for himself. He can so easily trade the items to me who can only be regarded as a stranger, unless... unless this is originally Prepared for me.

The first potions class, the night of Halloween, the trip to the Forbidden Forest during the Christmas holidays, the Quidditch match, and the solution to Quirrell, all flashed before my eyes.And the final DADA exam, he attacked me in order to test my strength?He questioned me, to see if I could keep it a secret?He used Legilimency on me... I turned the ring, to verify the effect of this ring...

The familiar smell of chocolate in Spider's End, and the gorgeous calligraphy on that book, although he closed it before I saw it clearly, ha, is he guilty? Aquila first appeared on the night we were chasing the basilisk... HP——Half-blood Prince, I should have thought of it earlier, shouldn't I?

So what am I?If he is Mr., then what am I?A tool to assuage his guilt? !Oh, ridiculous!I thought of what Dumbledore had said to him that day in the hospital wing: "When will you be able to look straight at the real Harry instead of peering through him at anyone who has passed away?" What kind of liquid flows down the corners of the eyes——The Mirror of Erised reflects the truest desire in people’s hearts. It turns out that the person I saw in the mirror at that time was not a reflection...

So, did I fall into it? !

I sat up abruptly, remembering the night when I explored the Forbidden Forest for the first time, it was also such a quiet night, and a sudden impulse surged in my heart.I told myself that I would just take a stroll outside to bask in the moonlight instead of going to the Forbidden Forest.Throwing the glasses aside, took a few mouthfuls of aging potion, put on the invisibility cloak, and slipped out of the common room with ease.

I went to the owl hut in Sita first, ignored the protests of the little princess Hedwig who was woken up in her sleep, and took her out of Hogwarts Castle, anyway, you are also an eagle, so I will comfort the other eagle Is it possible to comfort Lao Tzu's wounded heart? ——If you can’t do it, you have to do it! ——It turns out that even an owl can recognize the disguise of the aging agent... I am even more depressed!

Putting the invisibility cloak under my body, I sat on the boulder by the lake where Lockhart fell from above at that time, and teased the little princess one after another, perhaps because she sensed my irritability, except for occasionally pecking my butt Apart from venting his dissatisfaction with lack of sleep, Finger is pretty well-behaved.I was content to be able to sense danger first, and I was so comfortable that I almost fell asleep-so it was normal for me to see Aquila chasing a Thestral flying across the sky? !

I almost jumped up excitedly, because the movement was too big, Hedwig let out angrily and flapped her snow-white wings from my arms and fell back onto the boulder. As if hearing something, Aquila changed direction and swooped straight down. "Shua—" He descended to me in a very handsome posture, and Hedwig was scared by him and jumped into my arms.

I comforted the frightened little princess, and happily looked at the black eagle with its head held high like a royal family: "Hi! Your Royal Highness, Prince Aquila, this is my little princess Hedwig. It's a pleasure to see you again!" Aquila tilted her head and inspected I looked at Hedwig, who jumped onto my shoulder and glared at him condescendingly.I couldn't help laughing out loud, Merlin, they are so cute!

Suddenly my vision dimmed, and I turned my head in astonishment. At some point behind me, a tall figure wrapped in a black cloak appeared behind him, and beside him stood a snorting Thestral. Aquila flew up with a low whimper and landed on his outstretched arm, preening its feathers.

I couldn't see how much was contained in his complicated eyes, I just remembered that I blurted out "Sir" in a daze, and then lost consciousness...