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When Danica and Fred hurried to St. Mungo's, Stacy hadn't yet entered the operating room to give birth and was still in labor.Roger held her hand tightly and supported her to walk slowly. His usual calm and calm elite appearance no longer knew where he was going, and he was flustered like a young boy.

"Calm down, Roger." Stacy said to her husband while enduring wave after wave of pain, "I will go in and give birth later, not you. Why are you panicking?"

Danica laughed aloud, went forward to support Stacy, pushed Roger aside, and said to Fred who stood aside and carefully looked at her swollen belly, "Honey, you go out with Roger first." Take a breath, he looks a little too nervous."

Fred patted Roger on the shoulder and walked out of the hospital with him.

"Why are you always so fast?" Danica said while helping Stacy to walk around the corridor, pretending to be relaxed, "Evidently the birth rate of wizards is so low, but you have been married for less than two years. going to give birth."

"It's all Merlin's arrangement." Stacy smiled weakly, and the labor pain became more and more intense, "Danica, are you all right?...Did that person make things difficult for you?"

Danica's nose was slightly sore for a moment, she still held up a smile and said, "It's still able to maneuver around, but sometimes I can't help myself..." The smile on her face widened, and she looked more A little bit from the heart, "But it's good when this child comes, after all, it's the best news I've heard during this period——"

Stacy stopped suddenly and grabbed Danica's hand forcefully. Sweat rolled down her cheeks, "Quick—call the doctor...my water broke..."

Danica panicked too, trying to calm herself down, shouting, "Doctor! Doctor—"

After a period of chaos, calm returned to the operating room.After a cigarette's time, Fred and Roger returned, and they waited quietly but anxiously with Danica.

The sky gradually glowed with white light, and the dawn drove away the darkness that belonged to yesterday, occupying its own land inch by inch, and the light swayed.Sunlight shone in, passed through the hard glass windows, and hit people's faces.Roger raised his head and looked out of the window, a pair of red silk eyes reflected a strong eagle waving its wings and gliding in the semi-dark sky, lonely and proud, living freely and arrogantly in its world .

At this time, a doctor in a white coat came out of the operating room, took off his mask and showed a beaming face, "Mrs. Davis gave birth to a boy! Mother and baby are safe!"

Danica breathed a sigh of relief, Fred cheered from the sidelines, and Roger strode up to Stacy who had just been pushed out of the operating room.

"How do you feel?" Roger's eyes were red, and the eye circles were also slightly red. He looked at his tired wife on the hospital bed, and held her hand tightly, "I love you, Stacy."

Stacy opened her eyes slightly, her voice was low and tired, "Roger, where is my son?"

"Here it is!" Fred exclaimed excitedly, shaking the little ball in his arms, "he is so small! He looks exactly like Roger, but he is ten thousand times cuter than Roger !"

"Look! He grabbed my hand!" Danica also shouted excitedly, the baby boy with Roger's hair color unconsciously grabbed her index finger, Danica was full of excitement and excitement love.

Roger was silent for a while, a little speechless, he walked over to snatch his son back, and took a deep look.The child's head was just a layer of short black fluff, and his skin was white and tender, which really looked like him when he was a child. His nose was like Stacy's, small and cute.The figure is a bit round and looks very healthy.After being kicked unconsciously by his son, Roger thought, not only healthy, but also strong.

"What's my godson's name?" Fred asked aside.

Roger woke up from the daze, with a doting smile on his face, "Arnold, Arnold Davis."

Danica remembered the implication of the name, bent slightly, and took Arnold's hand, "Little Arnold, I will definitely fly freely like an eagle in the future."

……

Unlike the warmer weather, spring did not seem to favor the extravagant Malfoy Manor.Danica's face was pressed against the cold tiles, her red hair was wet with sweat and stuck to her cheeks, she curled up awkwardly, motionless, panting heavily, and her breathing was painful.

Lucius stared straight ahead indifferently, while his son Draco lowered his head unbearably, staring blankly at the carpet that had been threaded a few months ago.There were quite a few people standing in the room, except for Bellacritus who looked at the woman in distress with great interest, the others were more or less startled.

The light in front of Danica's eyes was blocked, and she opened her eyes to look at the person squatting in front of her. The cruelty and coldness in those red eyes not long ago all faded away, leaving a little love behind.

Touching her cheek with cold fingertips, Voldemort said with some pity, "It hurts, right? My Cruciatus Curse has always been powerful. I'm so angry, Danica..."

His voice suddenly turned cold. "My girl, tell me, why did you stop Greyback's search party from getting someone?"

Danica got up enduring the pain, and knelt down in front of him, "Master, those he arrested were all students I taught, I can't just watch-"

Voldemort interrupted her indifferently, "Those are students who have run away from the school, and most of them are Mudbloods."

Danica closed her eyes, unable to say anything more. She had done this kind of trouble in Death Eater operations countless times, and this time she was caught both unexpectedly and expectedly.

"I don't think she's on our side, she thinks that pure blood is supreme." The werewolf Greyback sneered aside, and Danica caused a deep scar on his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, another extremely deep scar appeared on his body, and Greyback rolled on the ground crying.Voldemort withdrew his hand and stared at Danica intently, "Will you always stand by me, my dear?"

"Of course, master." Danica still knelt in front of him and said respectfully.Voldemort couldn't see the indifferent expression on her face at all. He left with his men in satisfaction, and there were more important things waiting for him to deal with.

When the room was empty, Lucius sighed and helped Danica up, "I can't believe that the young and famous alchemy master and this embarrassing Death Eater in front of me are actually the same person... "

Danica forced a smile, "I didn't expect that either."

Draco pursed his lips tightly, hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Professor Wilson, I thought you were favored by the Dark Lord..."

"Oh?" Danica raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, "Yes, I am still favored, but the punishment will not be less than others." She seemed to glance at the plain ring on her hand inadvertently, her voice become a little ethereal.

"As much as there is love, there will be only a lot of hate."

The three-week Christmas holiday passed quickly and quickly, and the new semester followed. When Danica returned to school and looked at the classroom with many empty seats, she sighed, feeling powerless.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Danica walked down the corridor with her textbooks in her arms, preparing to go back to the office for a rest.Professor Flitwick walked towards her, tugged at the hem of her robe and walked a few steps into the corner.

He looked around and asked in a low voice, "Danica, why didn't more students come back after school started? Even Luna didn't go back to school, did something happen again?"

"Luna was captured by Death Eaters, I'm sorry, I tried to stop it but failed..." Danica said, "Several students were captured with her, and the other students who have not heard from them are probably Run away."

"I know you can't do anything, it's not easy to take care of yourself." Professor Flitwick shook his head, "The current situation is getting more and more turbulent, and now there is no place in the wizarding world that is peaceful."

Danica glanced at the gloomy sky outside the window, and said softly, "I'm afraid the final battle is not far away..."

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by a muffled sound.Danica turned to look at the short Professor Flitwick, "Professor, I have something to ask you. Do you know the whereabouts of Ravenclaw's diadem?"

"Why are you asking this?" Flitwick was a little surprised, "Ravenclaw's diadem disappeared long after Rowena Ravenclaw died."

"I know that," Danica pursed her lower lip, "but I suspect it has some sinister connection to that person, and I must find it."

Flitwick hesitated for a while and said, "Then, I think you can talk to Ms. Gray. People only know that she is the ghost of Ravenclaw House, but they don't know that she was actually Rowena Ravenclaw Law's daughter, perhaps she will know where the diadem is."

Danica looked thoughtfully at the flashing gray ghost at the end of the corridor.

For the next few days, Danica was immersed in the library, searching the sea of ​​books for things about Ravenclaw and her daughter.There were some scrawled notes in an unassuming corner of a musty book, like gossip the man had scribbled on, and Danica saw something interesting.

The evening was brilliant, and the afterglow of the sun hit Lady Gray's translucent body.She must have been beautiful when she was alive, with long hair reaching her waist and long robes sweeping the floor.But her expression was carelessly arrogant, tall and tall, with her hands in front of her waist and abdomen, suspended in mid-air dignifiedly, wandering in the corridor.

Ms. Gray looked at the red-haired woman standing in the corridor with some doubts. She was leaning on the window sill, looking at the sky and wondering what she was thinking.Danica appeared in the Ravenclaw Tower far away from her office at this time, and she was looking at the sunset leisurely, obviously something was wrong.

"Professor Wilson," Ms. Gray raised her head and asked first as she approached her, "are you waiting for me?"

"Oh yes, I've been waiting for you for a while." Danica turned to look at her. "Ms. Gray, or should I call you—"

"Helena Ravenclaw."

Ms. Gray's expression froze, and she asked coldly, "How do you know this?"

"I know more than that," Danica said, staring at the ghost's translucent face. "You know Tom Riddle, don't you?"

Ms. Gray's cold and arrogant expression was suddenly shattered, and she said excitedly, "How do you know?!"

Danica continued her speculation, pressing harder and harder, "You were deceived by his smooth talk and told him the whereabouts of Ravenclaw's diadem, and I think he later got it—"

"Enough!" Lady Gray calmed down, her voice ice-like, "I see, you want to know what happened to the diadem."

There was a mocking sneer at the corner of her mouth, "Why don't you just ask your master?"

After speaking, she quickly drifted away, unwilling to stay with Danica for one more minute.

Danica shook her head. It seemed impossible to learn the whereabouts of the diadem from Lady Gray.But she can now be sure that Voldemort really got Ravenclaw's diadem, and has a great possibility to make it into a Horcrux.

The Hogwarts campus became darker and more oppressive due to the control of Snape, the Carlo brothers and sisters, and Danica, the Death Eaters. The students carefully watched their words and deeds, and Carlo Brother and sister a lesson.There are also more and more private student resistance, with members of the DA as the main leaders.

With the arrival of Valentine's Day, the atmosphere of sharp conflict was washed away by the festive atmosphere, and the students left school one after another to go to Hogsmeade Village to enjoy a rare relaxing time.

In the middle of the night, Danica and Fred are walking on the streets of London with their fingers intertwined.The festive atmosphere of Muggle society is stronger than that of Hogsmeade village. Colorful neon lights illuminate the whole street, creating a psychedelic atmosphere, and every couple who pass by them is full of joy. sweet smile.

Fred clutched Danica in one hand, and looked at a Muggle newspaper in the other. There were no moving pictures on it, just black type.

"In Gadli, a Muggle family of five died at home. The Muggle officials attribute the cause of death to a gas leak." Fred put down the newspaper in his hand, "I also know about this, the Order of the Phoenix gave The message was caused by the Killing Curse."

"It's happening too much. Muggle slaughter is becoming a new kind of entertainment under that man's control," Danica said.

"The poor Muggles don't know, they only notice that there are so many unexpected accidents recently." Fred sighed, "If it is really that person who ruled the wizarding world in the end, killed Muggles, kill all the mudbloods, kill all the half-bloods, how many people are left in the end?"

Danica remained silent, did not answer his question, and silently cast a protective spell on passing houses. This simple measure might save some lives.

"By the way, I received a letter from Roger two days ago, and I had a picture of little Arnold in my heart. Only two months have passed, and she seems to have grown up a bit, and has learned to turn over..." Fred Mention Roger's son, the mood improved a lot.

Danica took the photo and couldn't help but smile.

While they were talking, they had reached the end of Sloane Street. A small door was lit with colorful and extravagant lights, and couples entered the hotel with kisses deeply, starting a wonderful night.

The waiter standing by the side of the road handed Fred a flyer with a smile on his face, "Are you two interested in experiencing our hotel's special Valentine's Day themed suite?"

Fred stared at the flyer for a while and thought, then pulled Danica to go inside.

"Why are we going to the hotel? Why don't we go home to sleep?" Danica asked.

"Do as the Romans do once, I have never stayed in a Muggle hotel before." Fred's words revealed a hint of excitement.

Danica looked at the small hotel with ambiguous lights, and suggested, "Then change to another one, this one looks a bit weird..."

Although the waiter who distributed the leaflets couldn't understand what they meant by Muggle, he still said with a professional smile, "Our hotel has a [-]% discount today."

"This is the one." Fredella led Danica into the hotel, and the sign made of neon tubes shone in the dark night, which was particularly conspicuous.

"LOVE HOTEL"

……

Almost a month has passed since that night of indulgence. Danica didn't sleep all night, rubbed her sore waist and attended two classes the next day. She was so angry that she didn't talk to Fred for a long time, and she didn't secretly Go out and meet him.With Easter fast approaching, Danica thought that if Fred had been good enough and prepared enough for their first wedding anniversary, she would be reluctant to forgive him.

Danica changed into a neat blue wizard robe and walked to the auditorium for breakfast.

The golden plate is full of hearty breakfast, the baked golden bread is covered with shiny jam, the sweet and delicious pumpkin pie is placed in the wooden basket beside it, and the fish caught by the house elves from the Black Lake in the morning It has been boiled into a fish pond, white as milk, with bursts of aroma.

But Danica felt nausea in her stomach when she smelled the scent. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand and retched.Before she had time to think about it, she heard Professor Flitwick sitting next to her ask with concern, "Danica, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?"

Danica shook her head, "I think it may be that the weather has changed too suddenly recently, and I feel a little uncomfortable all of a sudden."

She picked up the glass, took a gulp of pumpkin juice, and suppressed the nausea.

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