[hp] Mr. Lion and Miss Griffin

We send Albus to a place only we know - Aurora's house.

Her family had all moved back to the United States, and the heavily guarded house was now empty, and it was just right for him.

While making sure that nothing was in danger of his being here, we ran back to the school, hoping that no one would be suspicious of our brief disappearance.

I took Aurora to the hospital wing, where I knew my great-aunt would make everyone gather.

Sure enough, everyone was there when we all arrived, but everyone seemed concerned.Ginny told us that Bill was bitten by the werewolf named Fenrir, and the situation was very bad. I don’t know what will happen, because Fenrir didn’t turn into a wolf at the time, and it’s not a full moon now.

I felt guilty about that, and Aurora pressed her lips together.

"Why are you blaming yourself... You were still blocked in Hogsmeade at that time, and the surroundings of the school were cursed, and you couldn't get in even if you wanted to." Harry said weakly, leaning on the chair , looking ugly, I didn't dare to look at him, we were not there at the time.

Aurora is obviously more guilty, she held my hand and I know why, because she was around there at the time, she picked up the death eater's body over there, but it can't be blamed She, we can't stop all the pain, even though I think so, I still feel guilty for what happened to Bill, and Fleur, she is our friend...

After a while, my aunt opened the door and walked into the ward. Like everyone else, she also had battle marks on her body, a few scratches on her face, and her robe was torn. I hurried forward to support her. "Molly and Arthur are coming this way," she said,

"Harry, what's going on? I heard from Hagrid that you were with Professor Dumbledore when he - when that happened. Hagrid also said that Professor Snape seemed to be involved in something - "

"Snape killed Dumbledore," said Harry.My aunt stared at him for a while, and then shook heart-wrenchingly. I quickly supported her, and she squeezed my hand vigorously. Madam Pomfrey ran forward a few steps, conjuring a chair with magic, placed behind her.

"Snape was a master of Occlumency," said Remus, his voice harsh and different from usual, "that's a fact we all know."

I listened quietly to all their speculations about Professor Snape, and I really wanted to tell them that that gentleman was neither the coward nor the traitor they said, he was a warrior.But I can't say anything, I feel my conscience is tormented.

Everyone pieced together what everyone had seen and heard, trying to restore the whole process of the whole thing and find out the truth of the matter. It is really hard for me to stay here any longer. My aunt blamed herself for trusting Professor Snape credulously. Hermione and Ron were ashamed of not guarding Malfoy, everyone was suffering from the "death" of Albus, I was on pins and needles, and Aurora looked a little uncomfortable.

The door of the hospital was suddenly knocked open, everyone was shocked, but my heart sank even deeper.Mr. and Mrs. Weasley strode in, followed by Fleur, her beautiful face full of terror.

"Molly—Arthur—" Auntie jumped up hastily to greet them, "I'm sorry—"

"Bill," Aunt Molly said softly, and after seeing Bill's bloody face, she quickly walked past her aunt, "Oh, Bill!" Remus and Tonks quickly stood up and took a few steps back, Have them come closer to the bed.Aunt Molly bent down and kissed her son's blood-stained forehead lightly.

Dumbledore is dead. said Uncle Arthur softly, but Aunt Molly kept her eyes on her son. She began to sob, and tears dripped down Bill's scarred face. "Of course, looks don't matter...it's not true— important...but he's always been a handsome-kid...always handsome...he was-was-going-to-marry! "

"What do you mean?" Fu Rong suddenly said loudly, "What do you mean, he was going to get married?" Aunt Molly raised her tear-stained face, very surprised. "I—just said—"

"You think Bill doesn't want to marry me anymore?" Fleur demanded. "You think he won't love me because of these wounds?" "No, I'm not that—" "He won't!" Fleur said, straightening up and throwing back her long silver hair, "A werewolf can't stop Bill from loving me!"

"Well, yes, I do, too," said Aunt Mollie, "but I think it's possible—considering him—he—" "Do you think I should not want to marry him? Or do you hope I don't want to marry him?" said Fleur, her nose fluttering, "do I just care about his looks? I think my beauty alone is enough for both of us! All these scars show that my husband is brave! I come!" she said aggressively Added a sentence, while pushing Aunt Molly away, snatching the ointment from her hand.Aunt Mollie fell on top of her husband and watched Fleur apply ointment generously to Bill with a strange expression on her face.

"Our Aunt Muriel," said Aunt Mollie, after a long pause, "has a beautiful tiara--of a leprechaun--I'm sure I can persuade her to lend it to you for your wedding, she loves it Bill, you know. That tiara will be beautiful in your hair." "Thank you," said Fleur stiffly, "I'm sure it will be beautiful."

Suddenly, they hugged each other and cried.My eye sockets also became moist, and I knew that the gap that once stood between these two women had completely melted away with the injury of the bridge between them.

"Look!" said an unnatural voice, and Tonks looked at Remus brightly. "She still wants to marry him, even though he's been bitten! She doesn't care!" "It's different. said Remus, lips barely moving, suddenly looking tense, "Bill isn't going to be a total werewolf. This thing is totally—"

"But I don't care, I don't care!" Tonks said, grabbing Remus's robe and shaking it, "I told you a million times..."

"I've told you a million times," said Remus, avoiding Tonks' gaze, staring down at the floor, "I'm too old for you, too poor... too dangerous... "

"I've been saying that your reason is too ridiculous, Remus." Aunt Molly patted Fleur's back lightly, and said to him from Fleur's shoulder.

"I'm not ridiculous at all," Remus insisted. "Tonks should have someone young and able to love him."

"But she wants you," Aunt Molly smiled softly. "Besides, Remus, young and able-bodied men don't necessarily stay that way forever." She pointed sadly at her son.

"You should learn more from Sirius," Aurora said, and she also smiled. "There is a 20-year age gap between us. The difference between you and Tonks can't be bigger than us, right? Too poor and too dangerous? What could be poorer and more dangerous than a murderer who is being hunted down by the whole magic world?" She leaned against Sitting on the chair, with his chin propped up, he spoke in a relaxed tone.

"It's...inappropriate to discuss this now," said Remus, looking around in a panic, avoiding everyone's eyes. "Dumbledore is dead..."

"If the world had more love, Dumbledore would be happier than anyone," said the great-aunt curtly, as the door opened again and Hagrid entered, telling us he had taken Albus's body After being settled, several other deans have ensured the safety of the students, and Professor Slughorn has notified the Ministry of Magic.

Aunt asked Hagrid to help get the other Heads to go to the meeting together, and Albus was away, and now she had to support everything.Until then, she wished to have a private chat with Harry.Then she shook my hand hard, as if trying to draw strength from me, gave me a reassuring smile, and took Harry away.

Silence returned in the ward, and no one was willing to say anything. I looked at the ceiling and felt genuinely tired. Sirius had already arrived, and Aurora was resting on top of him. I closed my eyes. When I fell, a pair of familiar big hands hugged me,

"Sorry I'm late, have a good rest dear." He said so.

I calmly let myself fall asleep in his arms.

The author has something to say:

I saw that some babies said that they didn't understand the last chapter. What exactly did they not understand?

I guess it may be the conversation between Aurora and Evie that I recounted at the end. If it is adjusted to the front and written in chronological order, it may be easier to understand, but it is mainly responsible for decryption, and it may be a bit dramatic if it is adjusted to the front. It's broken.

When I wrote it, I actually got myself involved several times. You can comment for me, and I will see where it is messy, and I will change the text.

Recently, I am considering whether to change the name of Wen.