[HP Twins] Death Brothers

George stood in front of a mirror, a large, quaint mirror that was priceless.George Weasley's talent for alchemy can undoubtedly bring him inexhaustible wealth, and it can also change the impression that the Weasley family will always be poor, but he has no intention of doing business. Why does he seem to have recovered? Well, he thought, if he accidentally went to that place again, he hoped that Fred wouldn't see himself too badly.

"How are you, Fred."

George stood in front of the mirror, and two people were reflected in the mirror—the Mirror of Erised.

They are no longer the same two people. George's long ponytail is tied on the left side, covering his left ear. For some reason, Fred also has long hair, tied symmetrically on his right shoulder.Fred had never been dressed like this, at least George had never seen it, and maybe that was what George wanted, they were still exactly the same.

"I miss you so much," George said, looking at Fred.

[I miss you too], Fred in the mirror responded.

Fred stood behind George, with his arms around George's shoulders, his chin resting on George's shoulders, their heads close together.

George was moved by this way of meeting, he was happy and sad at the same time, he knew it was all fake, but he couldn't look away.He thought of Fred's head brought by Lisnape in the realm of the god of death, and the scene of Fred being beheaded by the Vikings appeared in the mirror of Erised.George thought he must be crying for them to stop, but he just stood in front of the mirror, unable to hold back his tears.He thought of Fred who couldn't laugh, hugged him and told him, "You are the resurrection stone." Fred wearing a hood and cloak appeared in the mirror, and they looked at each other, as if they had returned to the realm of death.

"Fred, I'll bring you back," George promised.

There was a short-haired Fred in the mirror, with red hair, freckles and a smile, just like he had been before the battle.

Fred hugged George from behind, his smile was warm and confident, and they were cheek to cheek, just like when they were children.

Fred in the mirror also gradually became younger. Two five or six-year-old boys looked exactly the same, with fair skin and fiery red hair.

"George, you're going to call me brother."

"I am the elder brother! Fred, don't play tricks."

"If you let me be your brother, I will give you all the candy, protect you for the rest of my life, prevent others from bullying you, and never leave you."

"If you let me be your brother, I can do it too."

"George, you're going to call me brother. Because F comes before G."

George outside the mirror watched the scene silently. The mirror was silent, but he could still "hear" it, unknowingly covered with tears, but still showed a smile, that expression made people feel distressed, "In the end you left me." George complained to Fred, but Fred didn't respond.

Erised sunglasses reflect your deepest desires.

In the next scene, two naked and intertwined bodies appeared in the mirror.

George took a step back in shock, and pushed the mirror away, not daring to look at it again.

***

Harry was walking on a boulevard, with towering yew wood fences on both sides and no top, secluded and dark. At the end of the road was a luxurious iron gate. Behind the gate was a ridiculously large manor. The pointed tower and the dark red exterior wall are so familiar. He was caught here before and saved Luna and Ollivander.

Draco stood behind the iron door, looking at Harry outside the door, as if he had known about his arrival for a long time.

"Why are you here?" he asked.

Harry showed a blank expression, "I'm here to find you."

Draco asked again: "What do you want me for?"

Harry frowned, he looked at Draco, he couldn't take his eyes off him no matter what, "I love you! God! I just realized that I love you, let me in, let me be close you."

Draco showed a smile at this time, but there was not much warmth, "As you wish, my little lion."

Of course Draco knew why Harry was here, just as he knew that Harry had followed him to Knockturn Alley.

Horace Sgarghorn, their sixth-year potions teacher, said, "The Love Potion, probably the most dangerous potion in this room."

Draco still remembered everything in the Potions class, Harry's confident side face, and the unwillingness in his heart.He had put himself aside, had decided to live for Malfoy, not Draco, from the day he lost his parents' shelter.

Looking at the oncoming savior, Draco stretched out his hand, as if meeting him for the first time on the train, but Harry opened his arms and hugged him.

Draco's body was stiff for a while, and then he hugged the person in his arms.

"Harry, you can love me, but you can't let others know." Draco bewitched, making Harry, who had been swallowed by the love potion, obey.

***

Hogwarts usually has no outsiders in and out, and Hermione found his classmate who was an assistant teacher of herbal medicine-Neville Longbottom.When she stepped on the porch, every brick and tile here was missed by the know-it-all lady, even if it was only a few short months.She misses everything here, and maybe even more those who have passed away.

"Hermione, you mean you want to apply for a loan from the Hogwarts library?" Neville scratched his hair, his honest face full of doubts.

"Yes, Neville, in fact I don't know if there is such a precedent at Hogwarts."

"Maybe I can also help you apply to Mrs. Pince, but since you are here, why don't you borrow books from Ravenclaw? I heard from my students that the Ravenclaw lounge is full of books."

Hearing what Neville said, Hermione couldn't help but smile, "Assistant Lombard, you will be the youngest professor of Herbology at Hogwarts, and you will definitely be a good professor." Because you love students .

"Oh, Hermione, don't say that." Neville blushed and waved his hand in denial.

At the beginning, no one could have imagined that this boy who always lost his way would find Godric's sword and kill Voldemort's Horcrux - Nagini the Serpent. Just like no one could have imagined that among this group of students who graduated early, he Be the first to receive job offers.

After bidding farewell to Neville, Hermione went to the headmaster's office on the top floor, which now belongs to Professor McGonagall, the former dean of Gryffindor and the vice-headmaster of Hogwarts.

"Miss Granger, I'm so glad to meet you." Principal McGonagall was still wearing her wizard hat, and her clothes were neat and meticulous. When she saw Hermione, she couldn't help calling her name, and asked in a low voice: "Is there any help?" What's the matter? Don't be burdened, Hogwarts is your eternal home and will help you at any time."

Hermione glanced at the portraits above the headmaster's office. The portraits of Dumbledore and Snape were still, while the other professors were snoring with their eyes closed, but they were actually listening with their ears up.

"Actually, as mentioned before, I would like to apply for a loan from the Hogwarts library."

"Oh, I thought you had read all the books there." Mag joked rarely.

"professor!"

Principal McGonagall finally opened a note to Hermione, and seeing her embarrassment, he also granted the eligibility to borrow books from the xx area.Hermione is her student, a righteous and brave witch, she believes that she will not do bad things, and she is willing to help this little witch she watched grow up.

"Professor, the defense system of Hogwarts has not been fully repaired?" Hermione asked worriedly.

Professor McGonagall shook his head, "Don't worry, Hogwarts is still in the defensive formation. We are also investigating the matter of the Forbidden Forest last time. Maybe the Forbidden Forest is not so safe."

There are many students running back and forth in the corridors of Hogwarts. They seem to have forgotten everything that happened here five months ago, and they have regained their former vigor, but there is one college that is particularly low-key, those wearing green ties Slanterlings.

Hermione helped up a little witch who was being bullied. The witch raised her head and smiled decently at Hermione, and said "Thank you" softly. Her bully was a Gryffindor boy.

"Why are you helping this Death Eater? Are you a Death Eater too?" the boy asked, pointing at Hermione.

"Who told you that a little first-year wizard can join the Death Eaters?" Hermione asked the boy in front of her with wide eyes.

"My brother told me that all Slanterlings are Death Eaters and evil dark wizards." The boy replied proudly.

"Then you should tell your brother that not all Slantlings are evil, and that Professor Severus Snape, the former Headmaster of Hogwarts, was a great hero and died in that final battle , so his statement that 'Slantlings are Death Eaters' is wrong."

Hermione's words caused the boy to reflect. Gryffindor's reckless impulsiveness and clear love and hate made their views of right and wrong always black and white. Even now that they have grown up to Ron's age, Ron himself still cannot change Prejudice against Slanterling.

While the boy was in a daze, Hermione helped the little witch to the school hospital.Along the way, Hermione thought a lot. The students are innocent. Just because most of the Death Eaters were born in Slantlin, you shouldn’t think that all Slantlins are Death Eaters. It’s unfair to these underage wizards. of.

"You are Hermione Granger." The little girl spoke suddenly, interrupting Hermione's contemplation. She had brown and black fluffy curly hair, and kept her head down, as if a little embarrassed, "I read in the newspaper Pass you." The girl said timidly.

Hermione nodded in acknowledgment, "Yes, I'm Hermione Granger, what about you?"

"Aisha Trelawney." The little girl's voice sounded very soft. If you didn't listen carefully, you might not even be able to hear what she was saying. I don't know if it was because of shyness or the original voice.

"Trelawney?" Hermione stopped in surprise, and repeated the girl's last name. "Is Professor Trelawney your aunt?" Everyone knows that old bat Trelawney is single. old girl.

The girl denied: "No, she is my cousin, we are both Cassandra Trelawney's great-great-granddaughter."

Cassandra Trelawney is a very famous fortuneteller. Unlike other fortunetellers, her divination ability is so strong that it even has a mythical color. It is said that she and her twin sister, Helenus, were killed when they were young. A snake licked its ear and gained divination powers, but that's Greek mythology, isn't it?

Hermione didn't believe this, so Sybill Trelawney's divination class had never been Hermione's favorite class, not to mention that she felt that divination was purely a lie.But it is undeniable that the old liar also made many true predictions, such as this passage about Harry killing Voldemort.

Suddenly the little girl opened her mouth to speak, and her slightly soft voice was replaced by another voice, which was hoarse and old, "The dead souls have not left, and will return to bring disaster."

Class is about to start, and the corridors are empty, and there is no one there at some point. The girl's voice at this time is very similar to that of Professor Trelawney when she made a real prophecy. Her lovely face became stiff, and she raised her head Looking at Hermione's face, with dazed darkness all over her eye sockets, staring blankly at the roof of the corridor, it sent a chill down Hermione's spine, which was exactly what she was worried about - Voldemort wasn't dead.

She took a deep breath and looked at Aisha, hoping that Aisha could reveal more details, but the girl returned to her original state in the next second.

Elsa lowered her head nervously, she didn't dare to look at Hermione, "Am I talking nonsense again?" The voice was extremely soft, like a shy kitten.

Hermione calmed down, she squatted down and looked at the girl at eye level, and smiled at her, "No, that's not nonsense, it might be a prophecy."

"Do you believe in prophecy?" The girl took a step back timidly.

Hermione helped Elsa straighten her curly hair, "Isn't the prophecy real? So I believe it now."

The girl seemed relieved to hear Hermione's affirmative answer, and finally showed her little canine teeth, "Thank you."

"Aisha, you are talented, don't care about other people's opinions, and Slanterin is not evil." Hermione thought that maybe she should visit Professor Trelawney later, and give her an apology and a thank you, She also has a new understanding of student discrimination.

In the ten years after that, Hermione Granger initiated her first reform of the wizarding world. She began to give speeches everywhere, lobbying everyone to let go of their prejudice against the academy, and asked adult wizards not to instill any colleges for underage wizards. Prejudice, for parents who violated egregiously, fines will be imposed.

But that was after that. For the current magic world, peace has not come for a long time, but the rumors that Voldemort is not dead have gradually spread.

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