[HP]Helen Pan

The trip to Hawaii should be a relaxing trip in my heart, at least for me to temporarily put wizards and magic behind my mind.But in fact, when Michael stared at the bright sunshine and handed me the outlook notebook, I actually felt that my vacation was over.

"What is this?" I pushed the sunglasses on top of my head, and quickly started flipping through the black leather notebook, "Where did you get this thing?!" I threw the notebook back into Michael's hand, just like that The notebook will open its mouth and bite.God knows, it was a notebook full of black magic!

"Hi!" Michael sat up straight and hugged the notebook in his arms distressedly, "I have stayed up all night to sort this out, okay? You have to respect the fruits of my labor!" He looked at the notebook complainingly. Me, it's like I just lost his son.

"You haven't said where this thing came from!" I ignored Michael's exaggerated expression and continued my questioning.I remember that Alec gave me some black art books, and I handed over those books to Michael for safekeeping, but he clearly said at the time that they were used to teach himself Defense Against the Dark Arts!

"Hush!" Michael made a silent gesture, and then he leaned over and whispered in a whisper, "Mr. Arthur asked me to learn and then teach you."

"What?! You mean Grandpa..." I almost cried out.

Michael blocked my mouth and glared at me before he said, "Mr. Arthur said that wizards have always had such a tradition, which is unspoken by everyone. They will secretly let their children learn some magic tricks." Black magic that is forbidden by the Department." Michael paused, his eyes followed the fiery girl who passed by, and then he whistled loudly before saying, "He said it was also for self-defense. However, Mr. Arthur thinks that if he reminds you, you may be a little resistant. I hesitated for a long time about this matter, but after you were attacked, I began to think that you, an idiot, might really kill you someday. I made up my mind to make this note only after I lost my life.” Michael whispered, “You don’t even know how many nights I spent using the Time-Turner for this note. What is the point? Always so impulsive, you can die for that so-called loyalty? I have known you much longer than those guys at Hogwarts, and I have never seen you fight your life for me... Michael grumbled and complained, his eyes lingering from time to time at the beautiful women in bikinis passing in front of him.

"Who said that!?" I whistled along with him, "I can do my best for you at any time, as long as you ask me, I will do anything except kill and set fire." Although the so-called black magic makes people feel creepy, Michael's words Made me feel warm inside, I think I was touched again by this guy who was never serious, "I don't know what to say now..." I gave Michael a hug, almost with all my strength .

"Have you learned all this?" I asked in amazement, feeling weird, holding a book in my hand that always seemed to write something anti-human and anti-society, and I was afraid that the police would appear in front of me the next moment. I took it back for a cup of coffee.

"Of course not." Michael took back his sunglasses and leaned back on his beach chair. After stretching, he almost sneered at those bikini girls, "It's enough for me to have a headache just sorting out these things. It's the same as heavenly scriptures. You know I've never been good at liberal arts..."

"Okay..." I swallowed and put the notebook away properly, deciding to practice the magic in it after the hotel.

"Don't worry," Michael put the notebook on the small case at hand, "Who do you think will believe that this notebook contains things that can kill people?" He took a sip of ice juice, and then satisfied Sighing deeply, "This is an ordinary notebook. If you learn a spell, tear off one and burn it. We will learn it slowly. After burning this notebook, we will graduate from black magic."

"Oh……"

On the fifth day after returning from Hawaii, Harry and Hermione wrote to invite me to live in Sirius’ house for a few days, but I was detained by Michael to practice black magic at home, so I could only refuse them very regretfully.My grandfather was very relieved when he learned that I agreed to learn black magic, and even offered us a room shielded by guardian magic so that we could contact those spells that were likely to be traced by the Ministry of Magic.This made me have to spend most of my time in the ancestral house in the suburbs, and Michael also lived here at my request. During this time, my grandfather is always busy, so in this house, except for Michael who practiced together All that's left is Lulu the house-elf, and my godfather, Lester, is gone.

I think he may be looking for a place to hide from the limelight. As far as I know him, I think he is a person who will not make trouble for himself.There is absolutely no need for him to stand under such a dangerous wall as my house at this time.

"Don't you really want to go and see with me?" Michael asked me again before going out, and I lazily nestled on the sofa to relax my arms that were overloaded by mechanically waving the wand. After answering, he left with the Portkey.

Michael has a friend who plays rock and heard that they have formed a band, and today they are performing publicly for the first time in an underground concert.But to be honest, I'm really not into rock and roll, and that's giving me a headache.

The suburbs are always very quiet at night, which makes me feel a little uneasy. The house would not have seemed so deserted when Michael lived here a few days ago, but now I think I can even hear the echo of my own footsteps. This can easily bring back some not so good memories for me.Soon, I also stood up from the sofa. Instead of staying here and scaring myself, I might as well go for a run with Alexander, and then go back to the city to go shopping. Mom’s birthday is coming soon and I have to prepare for her. A present.

After making up my mind, I quickly appeared in the business district in the city center, and it took less than half an hour to travel from the suburbs to the city at the speed of Alexander.

When I was wondering whether the strong-scented poison series is more suitable for my mother or the more light-scented herbal series, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a black figure not far behind me from the corner of my eye, and I could feel his presence. Looking at me, the sight gave me a familiar feeling, it was obviously someone I knew.And the shopping guide girl suddenly showed a brighter and flattering smile on her face, enthusiastically selling to that person.

I turned around and saw that the person standing behind him was actually Draco. He was wearing a normal Muggle-style casual shirt, and his hair was random and messy, but he looked very handsome.

"Why are you here?" I pinched the test paper dripping with perfume and stared in amazement at the Draco who almost fell from the sky behind me.This inevitably makes me a little puzzled. Is it a coincidence of fate that he always seems to "fall from the sky" in front of me, or is it a random encounter?

"Who wants to use perfume?" Draco moved the corner of his mouth as if smiling, he moved closer to me and lowered his head to sniff the test strip in my hand.At the same time, I found that he didn't have the heavy and luxurious smell caused by those expensive wizard perfumes. Instead, the light and fresh smell from the washed clothes made people feel very comfortable.

"My mom, I want to buy her a birthday present." I replied subconsciously.

After hearing my answer, Draco pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows, and sniffed some test strips that I put down after smelling, "Maybe this one is more suitable." Thick perfume, I didn't pay much attention to it at first because it smelled very ordinary, but obviously I could smell the fruity scent in the aftertaste, it's really good!This made me decide to buy her without hesitation, even though it was almost worth my pocket money for a year.

"Think about your suggestion." I said sincerely. "To thank you for your suggestion, why don't I treat you to dinner?"

Draco walked beside me, with the usual malicious smile on his face, but he nodded readily after hearing my suggestion, "Okay! I am willing to accept your invitation."

The development of things tended to become more and more weird in the following time. Since I didn't have much money left on me, I could only invite Draco to have a meal at an American-style hamburger fast food restaurant.When a wizard like Draco, like a wizard who walked out of a history book, sits at the bar seat by the window and gorges on such fast food, the strange taste is really hard to describe.

Draco finished his meal calmly, picked up the napkin and began to wipe his mouth, that natural behavior is like a natural Muggle, but I can see from the unnatural wrinkles on his sleeves that he is Put your wand there, as if ready to be on guard at any time.

"What's wrong?" Draco asked me, his expression perfectly natural.

"It's nothing..." I bit the straw of Coke, and after thinking about it for a while, I asked, "Why did you appear here?"

Regarding my question, Draco avoided talking, "Throw away the double-sided mirror I gave you, and don't use it again." With that, he stood up.

"What do you mean?" I was caught off guard and asked back before he even started to walk again. When I picked up my backpack and shopping bags and chased him out, his black figure had already been submerged in the coming and going. In the crowd.

"It's really getting more and more inexplicable." I muttered and complained in a low voice, deliberately ignoring the faint loss in my heart.

The author has something to say: Xiao Ma said that the life of wandering is not easy...