HP Wendy's crossing running account

"I... where is this?"

The black-haired teenager gritted his teeth condescendingly: "Saint Mungo!" His voice was a little mature and hoarse.It should be said that the creator really treats Tom very kindly. He has never experienced the black history of the male duck voice in the voice-changing period. He directly changed from a transparent child voice to a sexy and thick male voice. Every period is good.

Wendy sat up, the astigmatism in her vision dissipated, and she could see Tom's silhouette.

"You're all right. Where's Professor Mellors?"

"She's fine. You can resume class the next day." Tom pursed his thin lips, "She wanted to see you, but I declined."

"Professor Mellors did nothing wrong."

Tom's face came closer, and finally leaned on Wendy's left shoulder. "Teaching accidents are the responsibility of the professor. She brought Boggart to class, so she should protect the safety of the students. She didn't protect you." Tom lowered his voice a little bit, "I didn't protect you either."

"Tom." Wendy raised her right hand, placed it on top of the bamboo horse's head, and patted it lightly.Her expression was very gentle, but her eyes were not focused, and she seemed to be floating. "Tom is fine. Good enough."

She continued the tapping motion until Tom noticed something was wrong.Tom let go of the girl and waved his palm up and down in front of her eyes, but Wendy's eyeballs didn't move.

"You can not see me?"

"I saw you waving." Wendy's brows and eyes softened, "It's just a little fuzzy."

Tom turned and went to ring the bell. "Therapist! Therapist!"

A moment later, three adults in dark green robes ran in and frantically used detection magic on Wendy.

"There is a slight visual impairment, which is the sequelae of the Cruciatus Curse."

"You said she'll be fine!" Tom said in a very angry tone.

The youngest therapist justified: "We are saying that the patient is out of danger, but..."

"Unresponsive. Miss Carter, how do you feel about your mental state?"

Wendy looked straight at the dark green in her vision: "I think it's pretty good."

"The patient has a certain degree of mental impairment, and the degree has yet to be assessed."

Tom is going crazy.

Even if St. Mungo repeatedly stated that Wendy was a very common sequelae of the Cruciatus Curse, it still couldn't alleviate his collapsed mood.Not only because Wendy's wisdom is bound by the so-called sequelae, but also because he feels alienated.In Wendy's fear, there was something he didn't understand.He vaguely felt that he had touched the core of Wendy's secret, but Wendy refused to share it with him.

She just looked at him with gentle and distant blue eyes and called his name softly.But she never talked about her fears or showed her vulnerability in front of him.

The rift has always existed, but it has been deeply covered up by external pressure, common interests, and long-term companionship.Even Wendy herself didn't realize that she had a natural distrust of Tom.

It's not a big deal, Wendy said to herself, the world is at war, people are dying every day.Those who trust or distrust, at least they are still alive, living without worrying about food, clothing and education, so they are entangled in these trivial emotional differences.She should go back to school, go back to the factory, to create value for the times.

But this time, she was really tired.A month in a coma is far from enough for her to recover. She doesn't have the energy to be passionate about research, nor is she interested in human communication.Wendy was in a daze day after day on St. Mungo's hospital bed, quietly waiting for her body to recover.

May is coming soon.

The little blue flowers on the window sill were in full bloom, reflecting the golden spring sun.

Wendy, whose eyesight was gradually returning to normal, leaned on the cushion and sat on the bed to read the newspaper Tom brought her.The Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor forced the United States to join the anti-fascist camp.To be honest, Wendy was very surprised. She thought that the setback of the German army in Western Europe would make the Japanese more cautious, but unexpectedly, the Pearl Harbor incident happened earlier.That's right, it's ahead of schedule.Her history is poor, but there is no doubt that Pearl Harbor should have occurred in the winter of the year instead of May.

Although I feel sorry for the soldiers and civilians in Pearl Harbor, Wendy feels more fortunate.The anti-fascist coalition coming together earlier meant that World War II was likely to end earlier.With her limited political and military thinking, she can't deduce more consequences of this change. She just looks forward to the victory that comes ahead of schedule.This anticipation rejuvenated her spiritual world.

Wendy began to receive visitors except Tom.

As the time was gradually approaching the end, the little wizards only sent two Ravenclaw prefects as representatives to deliver gifts.Then, the professors of each course sent the syllabus.

"You don't need to force yourself to take the exam," the professors all say, "I know you're good in my class."

The most exaggerated thing is that Professor Melles of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class directly gave Wendy an exemption certificate.This meant that Wendy only needed to take the Defense Against the Dark Arts practical exams, the fifth grade general wizarding exam and the seventh grade ultimate wizarding exam.For the rest of the monthly exams, mid-term, and end-of-term exams, she can use the written test results instead of the total score.

"You will make a great wizard," Professor Mellors finally said after a moment's hesitation, "if you survive. May Merlin bless you."

In addition to the lovely professors, the recovery of relationships means that some problems have to be faced.One day at the end of May, Wendy waited for a special guest in the ward—Uriel Ollivander, a third-year Ravenclaw student.

Wendy has a good relationship with Ollivander Jr., but not so good that he leaves school alone to visit the sick.Especially at this time when the final exam is approaching.

"Uriel."

Ollivander's moon-white eyes look mysterious, but the tangled expression on his face reveals his still childish heart.

"I want to tell you about the Boggart incident... what happened that day." He seemed to be afraid that he would go back on his word, and before Wendy could answer, he quickly finished the sentence, "Other people in that flustered situation I won’t notice, but I’m different. I’ve been in touch with wands since I was a child, and I’m familiar with the wands of every classmate and every professor, the length, color, thickness, material, and even the temperament of magic power.”

Wendy closed her eyes, she already realized what Ollivander was going to say next.

"So I noticed, the dark wizard that the Boggart turned into, the snake-faced man, and he was holding Riddle's wand, Tom Riddle's wand, yew thirteen-inch phoenix tail feathers. That's It's been in my mind for more than two months. I wondered if the dark wizard killed Riddle in your fear and took his wand or something, but after thinking about it, the original idea was Most reasonable. You fear Mr. Riddle's descent into a wicked Dark wizard."

Ollivander's words stopped here.Wendy opened her eyes and stared at him with emotionless eyes.The boy with the strange pupil suddenly gasped for breath, so that when he spoke again, there was an indelible fear in his voice: "It's your reaction that creeps me out. Are you serious? Are you serious about killing me?" Mr. Riddle? You have always been so good, better than friends, like family."

Wendy didn't answer, even her eyes didn't fluctuate.

Ollivander and Wendy looked at each other for a long time before being defeated. He said in frustration: "I'll take it as your acquiescence. In this case, I must tell the professor. I must tell the professor everything I know. But I have to let you know before that."

"You are an upright person." Wendy spit out the first words after Ollivander's long speech, "I have no position to stop you."

"I thought you were going to stop me, after all..."

"It's a terrible secret, after all. But there's nothing I can do to you, though I really want to keep it a secret."

Ollivander murmured nervously, "I won't make a scene public, I'll just tell the professor that I can't handle it..."

"Then please tell Professor Dumbledore. Only Professor Dumbledore."

Ollivander was relieved: "I promise!"

Little Ollivander was very efficient, and Wendy met Dumbledore in the ward the next night.

The wizard seemed to be in good spirits, and he handed Wendy a few Honeydukes milk chocolates as soon as they met. "I heard that you like Belgian chocolate, but unfortunately it is out of stock in the market now. Honeydukes is a British local brand, which is just as good. Do you want to try it?"

Wendy was very face-saving, peeled off a candy and stuffed it into her mouth.After biting off the chocolate shell, there is a honey sandwich inside, which is sweet and refreshing.

"I heard some interesting little details from Mr. Ollivander. Well, maybe you have something to tell me?"

Wendy peeled off the second chocolate and put it in her mouth.

"Okay. Then I'll start first." Dumbledore sat on the family chair, his expression relaxed as if he was chatting at home, "To be honest, I'm surprised by your courage. Not everyone can kill their former friends, Even in the case of deviation from ideals. It’s amazing! I can’t judge right or wrong, there is no right or wrong in the dilemma between feelings and justice, but you can make a choice, this decisiveness is amazing!

"The only thing that confuses me in this whole thing is why do you believe Tom is going to be a Dark wizard? I'm assuming you know Tom is learning the Dark Arts, but IMHO every little wizard, including you, is more or less I have secretly read black magic books and tried the magic on them. Curiosity is the nature of children, and it is human nature to violate taboos. Although Tom's understanding of black magic exceeds most people, he is still within the safety line.

"In fact, after your accident, Tom asked me if I could give him some guidance on the Avada Kedavra. I told him that his soul wasn't mature enough to bear the trauma of the killing. He was disappointed but agreed with me. We finally agreed to learn the spell when he turned 17."

"You surprised me with your openness in some places." Wendy said, "It's completely different from what I imagined you to be."

Dumbledore was amused by the statement: "You imagine me? Sounds hard to imagine. Is it because I object to your study of runestones that it gives you the illusion that I'm a dogmatist? No, it's not. Son , everyone has the talent to become a dark wizard, but there is a long way from the pursuit of knowledge to deep darkness. And as long as there is love, you can turn back at any time on this road.

"To sum up, Tom, at least at this stage, I don't see any tendency for him to become a dark wizard. Fox agrees with me. Why don't you believe that Tom has the ability to resist the erosion of darkness?"

Wendy leaned her head back on the cushion, did not answer directly, but confided lightly according to her own heart: "I used to think that it was my innate mission, but in fact, it probably came to this place with me. The original sin in the world. It makes me unable to enjoy my childhood, feel the love of my family, and embrace my youth. It really makes me unhappy. So I am very grateful for this era, for the frontline warriors, for the hardworking people, for The innocence of a child gives me something more important than my own happiness to do.

"There are so many unhappy people in the world, and 90.00% of them are trying to survive. I don't want to be the one percent that is defeated by myself."

The author has something to say:

Say two things:

1. Issues involving black magic.In my setting, the young Dumbledore was more open to the Dark Arts.And according to Auror Mad-Eye Moody's proficiency in the three Unforgivable Curses (It is well known that Barty Jr. pretended to be Moody to demonstrate the Unforgivable Curses, but none of them, including Dumbledore, questioned this, indicating that Moody Di himself is also able to use the Three Unforgivable Curses), which shows that even Avada Kedavra can learn it under certain control.From this I presume that it is reasonable for Dumbledore to control the progress of Tom's learning of the Killing Curse.

2. Earlier, a little angel suggested that Jesus' birthday is not on December 12.I didn't consider this issue when I wrote the chapter "Arithmetic Death". Later, I searched for information on the Internet and found that the exact birthday of Jesus has always been controversial.There are three main theories, none of which have very solid evidence:

First, around September, calculated based on Jesus’ good friend who is six months older than him and the age of preaching;

Second, before and after the New Year's Eve, there is December 12th adopted by the Holy See, and the beginning of January adopted by the Armenian Church, etc.

Third, in spring, some Jews believe that Jesus died and was born on the same day, about shortly before Easter.

经过作者慎重考虑，在本文中采取12月25日不变。因为巫师承认的圣诞节是12月25日，所以至少12月25日能在巫师体系中自圆其说。