[HP] Missy and Mischief

Cassandra looked at them both in disbelief.

Of course she knows about the Unbreakable Vow!But if the twins are hiding this level of secrecy from her, and if they break the contract, they will pay their lives, and her original sharp accusation seems a bit untenable.

"...I know," Cassandra wearily put back the wand that had been tightly held in her hand from the beginning, "but do we really need to prove our innocence with our lives? This is too ridiculous."

The moonlight gently poured into the empty classroom through the window, Fred and George could even see her long and thick eyelashes drooping, revealing Cassandra's inner hesitation.

Fred felt guilty in his heart.

Their relationship wasn't supposed to be like this.He used to look down on Molly and Arthur's nasty nicknames in daily life, and imagined that he would have a girlfriend as cool as Wilda Gris.But he was beginning to envy his parents' intimacy now that they talked about everything—and he knew that George felt the same way.

"I'm sorry, Cassandra." He broke the silence, "We shouldn't question you for no reason, and for the past half month, we have been trying to persuade you to join the anti-Umbridge group organized by Harry-in fact, Dumbledore's Army', but haven't figured out how to say it."

"I'm not a fool. You've been planning this since Hogsmeade week." Cassandra relaxed with a tense breath. She couldn't bear the slightest possibility of being wronged. Apologize.

After a short period of thinking, she finally made up her mind.And she knows that once a secret is spoken, there is no way to go back on it - can she trust them?

"Those who take their lives as weight in their oath are idiots, it doesn't mean we don't have a better solution." The last bit of hesitation on Cassandra's face disappeared, and she looked at the two identical red faces with provocative eyes. Fa Juvenile, "This is an ancient and long-standing oath. Those who signed the contract swear in blood that they will never hurt each other again—do you dare?"

"of course."

After Fred and George looked at each other, they nodded affirmatively.

Cassandra remained silent, and slowly took off the exquisitely crafted long leather gloves on her hands.Under the gentle illumination of the moonlight, all three people present clearly saw the scars on her white and glowing hands that could not be ignored.

But Fred and George didn't ask any questions tacitly. On the contrary, after seeing Cassandra transform the glove into a dagger, George was even in the mood to joke: "Speaking of which, we almost succeeded when we were seven years old. Tricked Ron into making an Unbreakable Vow, and daddy found out just in time - just barely finished."

"Yeah, he's never lost his temper like that," Fred said. "My left ass hasn't been the same since..."

"If your secret is as big as your ass, I swear I'll send your mother a yelling letter," Cassandra said.

In fact, the moment the twins didn't look at her hand with strange eyes, she relaxed after a tense breath.

George shrugged and put his hand in front of her.He obviously realized that the dagger was meant to pierce their hands, and his expression changed from cynical to serious.

The dagger cut through their palms, and under the effect of lengthy and complicated spells, the blood did not flow quickly, but slowly seeped out.

Cassandra's holly wand spewed red-gold flames from the tip, entwining the three's intertwined hands like chains.Then tightened his grip.

The blood pooled together along the lines of the palms, and when it was about to drip, flames licked the wrists of the three of them one after another, tightly wrapped around the skin surface, and then the golden-red lines slowly penetrated into the skin and disappeared.

The ball of blood broke free from the shackles of gravity, and was suspended in mid-air under their gaze, turning into a smooth bead-like crystal, with intertwined vine-like patterns stretching out beside the blood, In the end, it became a triangular pendant shining with golden light.

Cassandra squeezed the pendant in the palm of her hand. Its sharp corners made her palm ache, but she could feel a contented emotion in her chest gradually expanding, and it even rose to the point where her heart ached. , but she smiled, "Tell me, what are the questions you want to know."

The appearance of the blood alliance is enough proof.If the friendship between the two parties does not surpass that of siblings, and there is no mutual trust that will not hurt the other, this alliance will not succeed at all.

"Were you coerced into joining the old hag's investigation team?" George thought the question was more complicated. He didn't forget to wave his wand, wiped the dagger and changed it back into a glove, and handed it to Cassandra .

"There is no coercion, but it is indeed the request of my family." Cassandra did not take it, but took off the other glove, "The current situation of the Ministry of Magic is very bad, Umbridge is supporting the dark forces On the other side, it is absolutely unwise to confront her head-on. Yes, I am talking about Potter and Black...Professor Black."

"No wonder Dumbledore has reorganized the Order of the Phoenix since the summer vacation. He has long known that the Ministry of Magic is unreliable—"

"--no wonder Umbridge has the support of the Ministry of Magic for running amok in school, I'm going to spit on Fred."

"Order of the Phoenix?" Cassandra caught an unfamiliar word.

"That's right," George explained, "it's sort of a, um, organization that's been around since the last war to counter the Death Eater terror, and we spent the whole summer at the base of the Order of the Phoenix, so your owl It will be impossible to send your return gift to us."

Cassandra nodded knowingly.The Order of the Phoenix... She should have understood a long time ago that Dumbledore couldn't face Voldemort directly, but it didn't mean he didn't form his own forces.

"Aren't you curious about my scars?"

"Well, I was going to ask why you were wearing gloves," Fred said frankly, "but I don't think it's necessary to know now, witches are always beautiful - by the way, I think your scars are so cool .”

He was telling the truth, for there was something strangely beautiful about the tree-carving Lichtenberg scar, and it was a pale pink that might even be mistaken for a special tattoo.

Cassandra looked up at them blankly.

She gently placed her slender hand on the twins'.Without the barrier of the glove, the rough calluses on their palms from holding the bat for many years rubbed against her delicate skin, and the slightly itchy feeling was transmitted along the nerve endings to the bottom of her heart.

"This is not an ordinary scar, it's the result of being hit by the Thunderbird's lightning storm." Cassandra said softly, and her memories were pulled back to that summer eight years ago.

……

She grew up with her grandparents, and Gabby always felt that wizards' magic was magical, but in terms of convenience, it was no different from the machines invented by Muggles.

Maybe it's because Arman and Gabi don't want to raise a second child like her father. Under the influence of the idea that "Muggles and wizards are all children of this planet", Cassandra's understanding of race The cognition of the difference between them becomes blurred in the day-to-day getting along.

By the age of eight, she hadn't even shown much wizarding talent, and Herbert was outraged when he discovered this—he took Cassandra from his own parents, fearing that she would be a disgrace. Squibs.

She didn't understand why her parents looked at her with angry and disappointed eyes. In her life, everything was going smoothly, and any request could be fulfilled. She didn't need to mobilize the magic power in her body at all, did she?

Children are always extraordinarily sensitive to the emotions and attitudes of adults. The moment Cassandra realized that her father might not like her, she began to hate family dinners and his forever talking about "bloodliness". "That set.

And Herbert even began to think about whether he would become the laughing stock of the Ministry of Magic and the pure-blood circle if she hadn't received the admission letter from Hogwarts—in this increasingly urgent anxiety, he heard that Algee, the lunatic of the Longbottom family, used some special extreme methods to stimulate the magic riot of the little wizard, so he, his wife and daughter set foot on the wizard cruise ship to the United States.

It was the summer when Cassandra was ten years old. Although she was not very close to her parents, she could hardly resist the temptation to go far away. Herbert and Lucia took her to the free wilderness area in Arizona.

There are not only huge, precipitous and beautiful canyons with strange shapes, but also the birthplace of many magical animals, such as thunderbirds and phoenix king birds.

Cassandra vaguely remembered the splendor of the canyon scenery, the almost vertical cliffs that were crimson like sunset, and the eerie tenderness and kindness of his father watching her.He seldom looks at her like this, and his eyes often fall on some insubstantial things, such as honor, power, prestige...

After that, the memory is very fuzzy.

Cassandra's memories are full of the whistling wind and the swiftly away cliffs, and the colorful patches almost turned into blurred blood red.

She was falling, falling from five hundred feet.

The feeling of rapid descent made her heart feel a strange feeling of weightlessness. She thought she had accidentally stepped into the air, but the last thought that came to her mind was that she was lucky not to come to the United States with her grandparents. She was afraid of making them sad.

But the worst didn't happen as Arizona's Patronus sensed impending danger and came to her side.

In the next second, there was a brilliant blue-white electric light——

A thunderbird flew over her very quickly, its sharp claws firmly grasped her hand.Cassandra didn't know that Thunderbird was the patron saint of Ilvermorny College, let alone that it had experienced a great adventure with an English wizard. She only knew that she was rescued.

But it was really too painful.

Every time the thunderbird flaps its wings, it gathers the energy of the lightning storm. Under their wings, there is a violent electric light hidden. However, when she was directly exposed to the high-voltage current, her hands were struck by lightning, leaving a tree-like pattern of lightning on the surface of her skin. Branding, and at the moment when the lightning flowed, she really fell into a state of short-lived heartbeat—fortunately, the Thunderbird was fast enough to send her back to the ground.

At that time, the scars on her hands were a terrible bright red, and later gradually turned into an ugly dark red with age and magic power, and now, when she was able to control the spillover of lightning after she became an adult, it was already a light pink.But on the pale skin that has been wearing gloves all year round, it is still obvious.

After she got rid of the suspicion of being a "squib", she gained a talent for manipulating lightning that was more extraordinary than ordinary wizards, and she also gained the temper of having to repeatedly suffer from electric shocks every year.Herbert is very satisfied, Lucia is also very proud of her powerful magic power, everything is perfect.

"...This is my secret."

There was silence in the empty and abandoned classroom. In fact, when Cassandra recalled the past in an orderly manner, she realized that what she had been avoiding was not the scar, but the family relationship she had lost.But it has been too long, and apart from some soreness in her heart, it seems that there is no big deal.

Fred had been keeping a rare silence since he started listening to her story, but his grip on her hand was getting tighter and tighter, a sign that he was never at peace.George stroked the scar on her hand very lightly and gently, and finally took her fingertips and kissed them on his lips.

His lips are soft and warm.

"Um, Cassandra," Fred said sheepishly, looking at her with bright blue eyes, "can you call me?"

He wants to truly feel the pain of the person he likes and engrave this memory in his chest.

"...Red Hair, you should go to St. Mungo's Curse and Injury Department to have a look at your brain."

"I mean it!" Fred exclaimed.

"Well, if you have to—"

Get on it like this.

The dazzling electric light flashed past and entered Fred's body.Caught off guard, he let out an "Aww", and then changed into a funny look with his hair standing on end and swollen like a stinger.

Cassandra didn't favor one person over another, and gave George a bit too——

So now it's two identical boys with red afro squatting in front of her, laughing at each other's hair is ridiculous.

The last grievances in her heart disappeared.

The author has something to say:

*The Weasley couple's daily nasty name: Molly Little Trembling;

*Bottle cubs are an important condition for gaining Grindelwald's support in the later stage. Albus and Gellert Barn entered into a blood alliance at the age of 18 and 16 respectively. Here, Fjoka's age is just their average;

* Neville's uncle, Algie Longbottom, threw him upside down out of the window and onto the road, hitting a car. Fortunately, he bounced off the ground;

*Arizona's Grand Canyon, where the Thunderbirds are located, is one of the seven wonders of the world, it's normal to choose a location for a family tour, and it's not normal to have murder suspicions (if Cassandra dies, the shame is gone/If she succeeds in magic A riot was just an accident/Thunderbird saved her, and since then she has a thin lineage of magical creatures as an extra gain);

*Lichtenberg tattoos are really beautiful, and there are people who were struck by lightning and left scars.

感谢在2021-12-1920:48:37~2021-12-2020:58:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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