[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

Contrary to his secret vigilance, Dumbledore's attitude can be called cordial.When Peter came in, he was very interested in trying the various teas that Eli put in the reception room. There are varieties from all over the world. The pot he is brewing now comes from China, a mysterious country that is not very keen on magic. Most of the locals are more enthusiastic about cultivating Taoism. It is a strange power system that may also be called magic, but the learning conditions are harsh. Like African wizards, they need a deep understanding of local power and are very unfriendly to foreign students. .

In any case, the tea produced in China is always very fragrant, and every Englishman who likes to drink tea cannot refuse.Amidst the dense aroma, Peter sat down opposite him and Dumbledore tremblingly, visibly nervous to the naked eye.

"Good afternoon, Peter, haven't seen each other in a while, has it? It doesn't seem very strange, people usually only see his headmaster at the school. Want some tea? It smells really very nice .”

With the Order of the Phoenix coming to the surface, they are indeed less able to see Dumbledore here. After all, he is not only the principal of Hogwarts, the initiator of the Order of the Phoenix, but also the chief of the Wizengamot. The wizard, for the sake of the fragile hearts of those guys in the Ministry of Magic, he has rarely appeared in public in the Order of the Phoenix, but every member of the Order of the Phoenix knows how much effort and contribution he has made for the Order of the Phoenix.It is precisely because of his feat that every bit of fire in the Order of the Phoenix is ​​preserved.

It is precisely because of this that when an informer appeared inside the Order of the Phoenix, Eli, including everyone, thought of Dumbledore as the first person to turn to for help. They all believed that he was omnipotent, and all problems would be solved before him. Easy to solve.

Dumbledore tapped the teapot with his wand, and the teapot tilted consciously, pouring out a cup of hot tea, which swished across the table and quickly positioned itself in front of Peter.

Peter was taken aback—he really jumped up, opened his mouth, looked at the teacup that had been quiet for a while, and then realized that he sat down again tremblingly, holding the teacup carefully, but Did not drink.The small watery eyes glanced at Eli for help, but after receiving no clear response, he looked at Dumbledore, hesitated inexplicably, and did not move.

Not ready to lie in front of Professor Dumbledore?Eli raised his eyebrows questioningly in his heart, but his face remained calm.Dumbledore made a gesture of invitation with a smile, and said relaxedly and kindly: "Don't worry, Peter, we will not induce each other to take Veritaserum without the permission of our companions, it is a bit too inhumane, It would be impolite to try to just chat with your companions as a starting point for troubleshooting, and I believe that none of us would do that, and each companion is very important to us."

Veritaserum.

...he was afraid of this.

Eli's heart sank, he stared at Peter, recalling that the small young man in front of him always seemed to be a little overwhelmed, as if any unexpected thing could make him jump up.

However, it is such a cowardly person who can continue to lie to his friends and hide the behavior that will hurt them as if nothing happened. He is as timid as a mouse and at the same time has the courage to hide it.People are sometimes contradictory creatures. Eli analyzed Peter Pedilou, and felt that it was difficult for him to come up with an accurate answer.

Perhaps just like when he sat opposite the editor-in-chief Barnabas Guffey that time, no one can be sure what kind of result will be obtained when facing a complex and incomprehensible creature like human beings, which is also the reality of human beings. With vividness, some things cannot be understood with logic and morality.Eli's fingers were still twirling lightly on the wand, as if realizing something.

After getting an affirmative answer that there was no Veritaserum mixed in it, Peter relaxed a little visibly.He reluctantly took a sip of tea, then put it down again without taste, laughed dryly, and tried to make amends for his overreaction just now.

"Yes, I understand, Headmaster Dumbledore... I didn't doubt what you meant, how could it be possible! I'm just... just naturally timid, you know, I wasn't a very lively and cheerful person when I was in school , I always follow behind them—James, Sirius, Remus, I always follow them, I think the four of us should still be famous in school?"

As he spoke, he puffed up his chest unconsciously, with a sense of honor on his face—obviously, he felt that the past time at school was beautiful and memorable from the bottom of his heart.

"Of course I remember. I don't think I'm old enough yet." Dumbledore said with a smile, in a friendly tone, as if he was chatting with an old friend, "Four very mischievous children. In a blink of an eye, you all grew up." , a lot has changed since then. I remember the time at the Screaming Shack and you all huddled together in my office, each of you begging me not to get mad at Sirius .It's not common for you to rush to admit your problems, and that scene was special enough that I still remember it vividly when I think about it now."

Affected by him, a smile appeared on Peter's face.But soon, the smile on his face faded, holding his teacup, muttering in a low voice.

"Yes, Sirius is fine, we are all on good terms with him." He whispered, "In his case, of course we will stand up, there is no doubt about it."

Eli recognized his voice-over and gave him a sharp look.

"It's not just Sirius." Eli said, his voice and tone were very calm, and there was a persuasive force that made people confirm that he was telling the truth. "They all obviously think that it's best for you to be like them." My friends—they came to me this morning and said that you are not as nervous as they are. Sometimes you seem a little timid and sensitive, but you have no bad intentions, maybe just not brave enough. Your friend They thought it was okay, and they assured me that you must not be the whistleblower."

Peter grinned, showing an expression that can be called a smile. This reaction was instantaneous, and it could somewhat reveal a little hidden sincerity.But soon, probably thinking of his real situation, the smile disappeared from his face. He collected himself, hit the snake with the stick with a clear goal, and began to quibble with the information Eli offered him.

"Yes, I don't have that kind of courage!" he said immediately, giving them a cautious and ingratiating smile, "My friends know that I've always been the most timid... Sirius must have told you, He always says that everything can scare me, I can't do any big things at all..."

"He didn't say that," Eli said quietly, looking into his eyes. "It seems you're the only one who thinks so."

Peter looked overwhelmed by his sudden rebuttal, his eyes blinking wildly, and he looked around uneasily a few times, before finally staring back at his teacup and smiling weakly.

"Just the truth," he whispered, "I've never been as brave as James and Sirius, and everyone says it was a mistake to sort me into Gryffindor, and they say I should be a Hufflepuff at all, There must be something wrong with the Sorting Hat."

"The Sorting Hat never thinks that it has made a wrong choice." Dumbledore said kindly, and he had already started drinking his second cup of tea, and his long silvery-white beard curled up when he blew the tea soup.He talked in this way of life as if he had entered the stage of retirement and health preservation, and everything he said was relaxed and unrelated to the turmoil in the outside world, "It assigned you to Gryffindor and got along with James and the others, sure. It’s because you think you will be in harmony with them in any way, you are not completely different people.”

It has to be said that this way of chatting made Peter relax a lot.He grinned speechlessly, and looked at Professor Dumbledore who was relaxed and freehand, as if sitting in front of everyone equally. After a moment of silence, he blinked uneasily, and whispered, "The Sorting Hat is on my head." After hesitating for a long time, it’s Gryffindor and... No, it’s not important. In short, it sorted me into the current college. I sometimes wonder if the sorting hat is wrong, I really don’t fit here, I ... I was always less brave than others, less a hero than others ..."

"Have you been troubled by this, Peter?" Dumbledore looked at him with surprise.Then he put on a thoughtful expression, and smiled kindly at Peter.

"So, do you want to talk to it again, Peter? I can take it out of the school and let you meet again. It stays in my office until the time of sorting every year, according to it , such a life would indeed be a bit lonely.”

"No need!" Peter stood up again—the reaction was too violent, and he accidentally knocked over his teacup.Eli looked at him calmly, feeling that after the Veritaserum incident just now, he could guess the reason for his gaffe: The Sorting Hat communicates directly with people in their minds, a kind of Legilimency This method of communication is indeed extremely scary for people with evil intentions.

Both he and Dumbledore stared at Peter, who was terribly pale when he realized his serious gaffe.

"I... I just..." His lips moved, but he couldn't speak, his eyes were full of fear.

"Sorry, I think I didn't think carefully. A sudden meeting without an appointment is indeed disturbing sometimes." Dumbledore said thoughtfully, as if he didn't notice the tension at all, and he was still gentle and gentle. Friendly.His blue eyes looked at Peter through half-moon-shaped lenses, as if they had seen through his soul. There was no vigilance or seriousness in his eyes, but he was still staring at him calmly.

He said, "As to why you're in Gryffindor, Peter, I have an answer."

"What?" Peter asked subconsciously, looking at him with panic and fear in his eyes.

"Ah, I think it's because you want to go into Gryffindor." Dumbledore said in a matter-of-fact tone, smiling at him, "the people there have a bravery buried in their hearts - when they put on the sorting hat , Peter, have you conveyed such a voice to it? Courage, firmness, determination, strength, the Sorting Hat has seen your heart, and it understands what kind of person you want to be, I think that’s it.”

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Thanks to Ruo Shui, taking a bite of melon, and 17229506 for mine~