Platinum warm sun

As she walked up and down the automatic revolving stairs with the stone eagle standing in the middle, this was the second time she stepped into the headmaster's office, which represented the highest status in Hogwarts.

As everyone knows, in the auditorium, Durmstrang's team leader Viktor Krum's meaningful words have already caused an uproar.

"Dugton, you have to remember that this is a lesson. Even if Durmstrang's princess leaves Durmstrang, her authority cannot be questioned."

In the principal's room, Anastasia curled the corners of her pale mouth, and her slanted bangs almost covered her bright green eyes.

very quiet.

The empty principal's office was eerily quiet, even the girl's breathing could hardly be heard, and even the portraits of previous principals on the wall were silently watching the arrival of the unexpected visitor.

"Thea..." The old voice was softened after years of precipitation.

Hearing the long-lost voice, Anastasia felt her nose sour.

"What's the matter, child?" The old man's kind voice flowed slowly, seeming to induce the girl to tell the truth.

Anastasia raised her head abruptly, facing the two latest portraits, her blond hair trembled on her shoulders, and some of them rested on her cheeks, "Albus, Sev..." The always indifferent For the second time today, the rare expression appeared in the eyes, but this time, the eyes were red.

"I'm sorry, Albus. Today, I did something to Durmstrang's students and summoned the Patronus in public..." The girl's nose fluttered a little softer.

A guy with the appearance of a knight sprang out from some picture frame, whispered a few words to the waist-length old man with white beard, and then disappeared.

The old man blinked, "Is that the kid from the Malfoy family?"

Anastasia bit her lower lip and nodded.

The middle-aged man in a black bat suit next to him let out a snort, whether he was lamenting the incompetence of his godson or something. "He was so easily aroused, was his head caught by the door?"

Really, Sev's usual tone.Anastasia couldn't help but hooked the corners of her lips, adding a little more anger that a girl of the same age should have.

"And you, what are you trying to prove by taking out your wand in front of everyone? I don't remember teaching you to point your wand at your collaborators!"

She pursed her lips, and her tone was a bit coquettish, "I'm sorry, Sev..."

Unsurprisingly, the person in the portrait snorted again.

"Thea, good boy, it's hard for you..." The white-haired old man sighed helplessly, with a slightly apologetic tone.

The girl pulled a wry smile from the corner of her mouth, and shook her head slightly but resolutely, "No, it's not. Albus, I chose this path myself. Even if I was upset or puzzled at the beginning, but Without you, there would be no Anastasia von Hill who is able to protect herself and the people she cares about. Moreover, this is the promise I left to you, and I will definitely do it." The girl Ying Green There is no lack of determination in her eyes, even though her voice has long since faded from the crispness of a girl of the same age, with a weak hoarseness, but with such firm words, no one goes back to doubt its authenticity.

The old man was silent for a long time, and finally sighed softly again, "Such a burden is still too heavy for you. Fortunately, Scarlett also came to Hogwarts, and finally there is someone to take care of her. The huge Hogwarts, rely on you."

The girl nodded solemnly.

It was not the first time that such a promise was made, but she knew in her heart that this was the last chance Albus gave her to repent, and she cut off her own way out.

It doesn't matter how unwilling she was when she was chosen, even if she was tortured by the Cruciatus Curse every day, didn't she still survive?The fate of the Hill family has been crying and heartbreaking, but in the end it is still like a stone thrown into the water, and all the ripples return to calm.All she wants is to protect the people she cares about.

She is not the savior of Harry Potter, but she has experienced no less than him.Voldemort's life ended with the boy with the scar, so Hogwarts after the war is her bounden duty.

"Albus, Severus? You..." Professor McGonagall's slightly surprised voice came from the door, obviously seeing the rare serious expressions of the two headmasters—but only to a girl— —Or, a mysterious origin but able to summon a powerful patron saint who is not inferior to Harry Potter or even surpasses him at a young age, the "Princess Durmstrang" in the mouth of Viktorkrum.

"It's late, Minerva." Dumbledore blinked, "Go to sleep, child."

Mag was stunned for two seconds, then nodded knowingly, "Miss Hill, go back to the dormitory."

Anastasia nodded slightly, "I'm sorry for today's incident, Professor McGonagall." Although, even if the incident happened again, she would still do so without hesitation.Then he greeted the two former principals behind him, and then left the principal's office.

Professor McGonagall watched the girl disappear under the escalator with meaningful eyes, pushed the thin framed eyes, and turned around, "Albus, Severus, I think, I need an explanation—as the current The headmaster of Hogwarts..."

"Look at that! It's her! Last night was the patron saint she summoned!"

"God..."

"A Gryffindor student?"

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In the morning, on the way to the restaurant, the sound of pointing and pointing can be heard endlessly.Anastasia, however, still walked beside Ginny and Hermione as usual, pursing her lips lightly, without saying a word.

Ginny and Hermione looked at each other, and found the same worry in each other's eyes.They did not question Anastasia about the events of the night before—she would explain it to them if she wanted to.

What's more, Gryffindor, who has always been hailed as the most impulsive and mindless, has the highest loyalty to his friends to a certain extent.That was Anastasia's past, and they had no right to interfere too much.

Anastasia sat down on the long table in Gryffindor silently, still not saying a word.Harry and Ron on the opposite side were stunned and fell silent for a while.

"Good morning, Stacy." Unexpectedly, it was Neville, who never talked much, who greeted Anastasia first.Neville was holding a buttered bread in his hand, with some crumbs still on the corner of his mouth, but he smiled as innocently as before, without any impurities, as if he had never heard anything about last night.

Anastasia looked up at him indifferently, the corners of her mouth slowed down imperceptibly, "Good morning, Neville."

At this moment, Ron and Harry came to their senses and hurriedly said good morning.

But Anastasia's eyes drifted to the other side, and a touch of platinum came into view.

After last night's incident, it was no secret that the two of them had a relationship, so Draco calmly led Goyle past the Gryffindor long table and stopped beside Anastasia.

"S, Stasi, good morning." Goyle was still a little cautious in front of people as always, but he still showed a simple and honest smile, which curled up a few gullies on his cheeks.

"Morning, Goyle." Anastasia calmly swallowed the sandwich in her mouth and replied.Then his eyes naturally turned to the thin young man beside him.

Draco remained uncharacteristically silent, staring at the girl for a long time.He sighed softly, and stretched out his hand involuntarily.Anastasia was still sitting, so she only reached his waist.He naturally put his hand on the girl's head and rubbed it lightly. Anyone could see the pampering in the process.He bent down slightly, and the girl's head was raised too sorely, "Little idiot." He muttered softly, and when he was still about to say something, the sound of footsteps behind him sounded inappropriately.

Delegates from Durmstrang just entered the auditorium.

Anastasia's eyes flashed, she stood up and stood beside Draco.

As soon as Krum entered the auditorium, he met the girl's bright green eyes and the boy beside her.Dougton, who was frightened last night, flinched slightly behind him.

"Mr. Krum..." Dogorton called softly to Krum.Because he was only staying in school as an assistant, Krum is not a formal professor, so most students respect him as Mr.

Draco nodded politely, but Anastasia unexpectedly said first, "Good morning, Viktor."

Krum sighed helplessly in his heart, and said morning cooperatively, "Good morning...Miss Hill."

If that's what you want, Stacey, then I'll go with you.He can only call me Mr. Krum shyly behind him; but you can call me Viktor as usual; but I only respect you as Miss Hill; that young man stands side by side with you.It is self-evident that the relatives are far and near, and their status is high or low.

Krum winked at Dogorton behind him.Dougorton understood, took two steps forward, and bowed in a rather aristocratic way, "I'm sorry for what happened last night, Mr. Malfoy and Miss Hill." After all, he was a child who grew up in high society. , there should be no less observation of words and expressions.He also understood that yesterday, the source of the anger of the former Durmstrang princess was the boy beside her, so when apologizing, he put the boy's name first to show his sincerity.

Anastasia didn't have a trace of expression on her face, but Draco at the side fully understood.It won't be her who should make a gesture of forgiveness.

"You don't have to worry about Master Dogalton." Draco raised the corner of his mouth slightly and returned the salute.

Everyone in Durmstrang breathed a sigh of relief.Last night, the words of their team leader, Mr. Kroom, seemed to be still in their ears.

That, but their Durmstrang princess.People at Hogwarts may only think that she used to have a noble status in Durmstrang when they heard this title, but as Durmstrang students, how could they not know that she was more than a noble can be covered.

The princess of Durmstrang not only means a noble status in Durmstrang, but also the object of reverence for all Durmstrang students.Since entering the first grade, he has always been a perfect student, ranking first in the grade; in the second grade, he was able to use many advanced spells freely, and even the Ministry of Magic was dumbfounded in the fifth grade intermediate wizard level test Played perfectly, and more importantly, without Durmstrang's princess, there would be no Durmstrang now.In that war, Durmstrang was also attacked by countless dementors and Death Eaters. If it weren't for the seemingly weak girl in front of her and the mysterious support behind her, I'm afraid the three major European There are only two magic schools left.

How can such a Princess Durmstrang not be respected?

But the girl still looked unfazed, nodded slightly, and walked out of the auditorium with the boy beside her, heading for today's public classroom.

Such a pair of figures were unexpectedly harmonious.

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This chapter can be regarded as a vague account of Anastasia's past, and everyone can roughly guess her identity (right?...)