[HP] Subversion - Destined

Back at Privet Drive, I plan to use this vacation to learn a little ancient rune by myself. The first three years of study did not involve too many elective courses. After all, the three years are too short to learn much about the main courses, let alone others.

My correspondence with wizards usually takes place in the middle of the night, but to be honest, the little white princess Hedwig is too conspicuous, I had to add an ignore spell to her, and I had to consider not being ignored by the recipient.

Just two or three days after the holiday, Ron brought good news. Mr. Arthur won the annual huge bonus from the "Daily Prophet". The trip to China that had to be put on hold due to economic problems was put on the agenda again.Ron apologized and said he couldn't invite me to the Burrow this holiday season.And Hermione and her parents were on vacation in France, and on the way they met Lockhart—strange, didn't that guy say he was going to Egypt?

Draco was still the one who communicated with me the least, but he sent me a list of old books with swashbuckling characters that I was very familiar with, and he asked me if it was Mr. Nepe, as his godfather, couldn't possibly be unfamiliar with those.I wrote back to tell him that I had deduced the identity of Mr., just as he thought.The last sentence "Let it be, no need to mention it again" also shows my attitude.

To my surprise, Luna Lovegood wrote and said she hoped to borrow Riddle's diary from me for research.Anyway, I don't understand the principle inside, so it's better to hand it over to Ravenclaw, who specializes in research, than to leave it here to get moldy.After asking her not to let others know, I sent her the diary—this girl has always had a keen intuition for curses, and since the soul piece has been removed, I think it will not cause any trouble.

In the early morning of July 31, the owls brought gifts, and a newspaper clipping, a family portrait of the Weasleys standing in front of the Great Wall, and Ron holding the mouse that had lived for more than ten years.He told me in the letter that he planned to take this pet to Hogwarts next school year, and emphasized that it might be the longest-lived house mouse in the world.I squinted my eyes to take a closer look at the man who had really betrayed my parents - the Prisoner of Azkaban...and it started.

On my birthday, the fat Aunt Margot came to visit the Dursleys. I was very happy to pour her into a fat ball, and then left Privet Drive without regret.

I dragged the big suitcase for a long time without knowing it, and Hedwig didn't come back after delivering the letter, but I knew she could find me, so I wasn't worried.It was very cold tonight, the streets were deserted, the sky was pitch black, there was no moon or stars, the insects' chirping had disappeared without a trace for some reason, and nothing could be heard except the whimpering when the cold wind blew past.If it weren't for the street lights that were still on, I almost thought I was facing Director Boggart's inner fear again.

Suddenly, I felt a chill down my spine, and the moment I turned around, my wand was pointed at that place sharply—a pair of ghostly and cold eyes emerged from the bushes that intersected with the park. I couldn’t see any emotions in it, only A sense of creepiness in the face of a beast.Then, a group of black shadows jumped out.It was a big, bony black dog with messy and dull fur, bared white teeth, and a rather ferocious expression.I took a step back involuntarily, and he immediately took a big step forward, the hair on his whole body stood on end, and he let out a few suppressed whimpers from his throat, as if he was about to pounce on him at any moment.

I forced myself not to cast a spell on him - he is Sirius? Black, my godfather, he will not hurt me, absolutely not... I kept hypnotizing myself, but backed away when the big black dog approached, I swallowed hard, even I didn't believe myself, is he really my poor godfather?Really won't hurt me? !Why do I feel that the surrounding area is getting colder and colder... There is a stench of dead bodies in the air...

The black dog suddenly arched its back vigilantly, and raised its head in horror. I followed his line of sight and saw two rotten black cloaks slowly descending, with withered hands stretching out the broken cuffs and approaching us.The flowers, plants, branches and leaves on the ground gradually withered and froze as the black shadows fell, and a feeling of losing all happiness and beauty occupied everything around me. I trembled and my feet seemed to be rooted and I couldn't move a step.The black dog barked and blocked me, but I could tell he was shaking more than me—a dementor!These are two living dementors!I was horrified to find that the boggart's disguise was not one-tenth as terrifying as that of the dementors. The severe cold of falling into the abyss and deep bone marrow made people unable to recall any happy things at all.

When the dementor was ten paces away, I forced myself to raise my wand: "Expecto Patronum!" It took almost all of my strength to call out the incantation, but nothing happened.I'm beginning to despair at my naiveté - I thought that if I could cast a Patronus Charm against a Boggart, I'd be fine? !

"ExpectoPatronum! (Call God for Guardian)" five steps.I don’t know if it’s because of fear or the deepening cold and gloom that made my voice tremble continuously. I can’t imagine that I have the courage to recite the spell—but courage alone is not enough, what I want is happiness!

three steps.I tried my best to widen my eyes, and I could almost feel them panting deeply and long, something was slowly withdrawn from the body, and my consciousness began to blur... I heard the whine of the black dog, followed by a silver light Straight ahead, I fell to the ground and could hardly believe my eyes - was that the silver doe, Snape's Patronus? !he is around?He is protecting me? !

A kind of unspeakable joy dilutes the fear brought by the dementors. Facing the dementors lingering because of the appearance of the doe, I chanted the spell aloud: "Expecto Patronum!" The beautiful silver eagle dashed out, instantly forcing the two dementors back a few steps, and then cooperated with the doe to disperse this terrifying creature that shouldn't be here.

When the doe had completed its mission, it dissipated in the air as a speck of light, without warning, as it had appeared.I swung the silver eagle back and searched everywhere for Snape, but found nothing.It wasn't until the big black dog that Sirius turned into got over it and bit my trouser legs dissatisfiedly that I didn't want to give up the search.

"Strange, why are there dementors here? What does the Ministry of Magic do?" I seemed to be talking to myself and complaining to Sirius, I took out the candy that Hermione and the others sent during the holiday, and patted his head , Picked a few big ones for him, "Come on, some candy will make you feel better." He swallowed obediently, and I took out a piece of chocolate to quickly replenish the calories lost in my body, and then raised my wand to summon the knight bus.

"Mr. Potter, it's a pleasure to see you again!" Stan Thorpak, the conductor, put aside his professional attitude and stared at Sirius curiously. "Is this your pet?"

Sirius immediately frowned and wanted to pounce on him and bite him, I hurriedly stopped him: "No, no, no, he's not a pet, he's very...independent, yes, he's an independent individual."

Boarding the Knight Bus, I sat on a bed with Sirius in my arms, frowned and rubbed his fur: "You are dirty, I have to give you a bath when I go to the Leaky Cauldron later." Originally lying on my lap He suddenly stretched his neck and raised his ears vigilantly, "What's wrong?" I was very confused, there should be no danger in the knight bus.

"Oh..." A strange witch stared at Sirius and leaned over. She had long, unkempt curly hair, a long and thin figure with high cheekbones, and thick black-rimmed glasses staring at her. The round eyes have been enlarged several times, her arms are covered with various metal rings, and there are countless rings on her ten fingers, which makes people feel that her thin arms will break due to being too heavy in the next moment, "Oh, Merlin..." At this moment, she only had Sirius in her eyes, with a look of pity on her face, "Poor child..."

Sirius bared his teeth at her in displeasure, causing the witch to take a few steps back and bump into the opposite bed.She said in a melancholy and vague voice: "Merlin... you just encountered something quite hideous..." Sirius and I were startled at the same time, wait a minute, she—could it be Sybill Trelawney? "... Oh, yes, quite hideous things... They have been chasing you... driving you nowhere!" She raised her head and raised her hands and shouted, as if seeing something frightening, "betrayal , misunderstanding, guilt, flight... Dear child, this is an omen, a bad omen... It means - death!"

I felt Sirius' body tense more and more, trembling uncontrollably when I heard the last word, I hugged him tightly: "It's okay, really, don't listen to her nonsense!"

"My dear boy...Trust me! It's absolutely..."

"Ms. Trelawney!" Thorn Park interrupted the mad witch, "Chinatown Avenue is here."

Trelawney shook her head regretfully, and looked at Sirius with that compassionate look when she got off the car: "Your side is very dangerous..."

"Don't believe her! For the past ten years or so, she has predicted the death of several people almost every year - but no one died! This is just her means of attracting strangers. But she has never had trouble with animals..." Sampak Finding the atmosphere dull, he comforted, "Your pet—oh, it's an independent pet...er, individual—I mean, it'll be fine, don't be so sad!"

No matter what he said, my heart was very disturbed. Even if I didn't want to believe it, she counted the reason for Sirius' worst downfall, including the dementor we met just now-although the wording was vague.

As soon as the Knight Bus stopped, Sirius jumped out of the car door, and he was gone when I chased him out.