[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

Until he put down the phone, Eli could still feel that an unknown fire was burning quietly in his heart.

This kind of burning is not violent, and the temperature is not scorching. It can't burn through his usual calm and steady, but it doesn't go out inexplicably.Although he didn't really know what it was burning for, he could feel that he didn't reject the state.

After hanging up the phone, he felt some belated embarrassment - his senses seemed to return with the end of the communication, and now he found that the principal's way of listening to the song with his eyes closed was indeed a bit deliberate.

"Sorry, professor, I took up a little more time." He apologized earnestly, carefully put the phone receiver upright and buckled it up, recalled it a bit, and concluded, "The signal is good, fully equipped with the communication required by the phone Function...professor?"

He yelled twice more, and Dumbledore seemed to have just recovered from the immersion in music appreciation, and stopped the harp he was playing next to him.His blue eyes stared at him through half-moon lenses, as friendly as ever, and as if nothing had happened, making Eli feel somehow embarrassed, but not sure why.

"Ah, I think so, of course." Dumbledore said with a smile, "With your wise idea and Arthur's genius modification, of course it will achieve the desired effect, I never doubt it .”

To be honest, Eli himself was quite skeptical. This was the first time he had this kind of cooperation with people, and he didn't have any experience to learn from.But obviously, the affirmation from the headmaster was a very powerful encouragement. Although he knew that there must be exaggeration in it, he was still unavoidably happy about it.

"Do you think the promotion of the magic phone will go well, Professor?" Eli looked at Dumbledore inquiringly, with some apprehension in anticipation.

"I don't think that's important." Dumbledore said leisurely, winking at him, "We all know that every change is meaningful, no matter how big or small its impact is at the time—you Do you think that if the progress of the magic phone call does not go as smoothly as expected, you will feel frustrated and choose to accept your fate and stop doing what you want to do, Eli?"

"What? Of course not." Eli said in surprise, he understood what Dumbledore meant, and bent his lips, "It has nothing to do with success or failure this time, if I want to do something, then It just means I think it's worth it. It may not be easy, and it may not be very wise, but I will give it my all before I stop."

Dumbledore looked at him with a smile, and Fawkes uttered a soft cry on the shelf beside him, flapping his wings and flying towards him-although he could always see this phoenix these months, no matter how many times he Be amazed by its beauty and sanctity.

Phoenix's powerful claws lightly grasped his shoulders, and gently pecked his earlobe affectionately, making him feel surrounded by a warm feeling from head to toe.A feather slowly fell in front of him—Eli caught it in time, looked at the beautiful and strong Phoenix with some doubts, and then at Dumbledore with a relaxed expression.

"Is it time for Fox to shed its hair?" He asked a little hesitantly, "I read in the book that phoenixes generally only start to shed their hair when they are about to nirvana..."

"I think what you read in the book is completely correct, Eli, then it is obvious that this feather came from Fox." Dumbledore said with a smile, and Eli showed a surprised expression, "Phoenix Possess powerful magic, its feathers are used to make the core of the wand, a very active material, and it will be more picky when choosing its owner. I remember that the core of your wand is the phoenix feather, and you should have a certain understanding of this. "

"Yes, you actually know." Eli nodded in surprise, staring at the feather, "Fox gave it to me? Thank you very much...but what does it want me to do with this feather? I can't order it any more. A wand."

"Even if you don't make the core of the wand, it is a very rare material, but regardless of its magical properties, I think it is quite good in terms of appearance-why not give it to your friends, Like the one you called first? I think that would be a nice gift."

"Can I?" Eli was very surprised, and looked at Fox on his shoulder uncertainly, "This is a gift I received, I don't know if it would be a bit bad to give it away..."

Fox pecked at his ear again, and let out a low chirp, with just the right sound and strength, and it was obviously not angry.

"As I said just now, even if you don't need to make the core of the wand, it still has a very precious function and value-but if you are willing, I think it is of course possible." Dumbledore said with a smile.

Unexpectedly, this visit to the principal's office would yield such gains. Eli thanked the principal and his phoenix, took the precious phoenix feather out of the room, and walked down the spiral staircase with brisk steps.

Nothing could be better than this, he thought lightly.He managed to wrap up what he was doing before the end of term review week, and got such a precious gift - he decided to pass it on to Petunia. She seemed a little angry on the phone, and Eli was trying to understand why she When I feel troubled and feel that I should apologize, the phoenix feather may be the best gift.

But this time he won't ask the owl to transfer her. She said she wanted to see him, and he agreed on the phone without hesitation. He was surprised that he didn't leave any room for thinking.

It was a bit late when we returned to the Gryffindor lounge. There were not many people in the common room, and Lily was nowhere to be seen. She should have gone to bed.There are only three of the foursome in the next dormitory here, and they are meeting each other and discussing something together. Lupine is not among them. Eli is not sure if his memory is wrong. It will disappear for three or four days.

"Hey, Eli!" As he recalled Lupine's intermittent absence, James had spotted him sharply and waved at him vigorously, "It's strange that I didn't see you sitting in the common room reading a letter today! Have you finally read through the endless stream of letters from readers?"

"It's almost like that." Eli raised his eyebrows easily, showing a rare casualness, which was very inconsistent with his usual calm image.

Sirius glanced at him, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked him, "Have you made that magic phone of yours?"

Eli finally laughed.

"There is one in the principal's office now." He shared the good news and took this opportunity to recommend, "It's really convenient, you can also install one in your own home. When the magic phone is fully popularized, wizards will definitely I found that communication between people has never been easier and easier."

"Sounds cool!" James said with great interest, gesturing to him that there was no problem. "I'll let my parents install it when I get home from summer vacation—where can I buy this magic phone?"

"Shops that haven't been sold yet, if you want, you can fill in the owl post order form and place an order with Arthur Weasley."

"Yes, I'll write to make an appointment now." James was eager to try, he always maintained a strong curiosity about new things, and he was always so active. "I think it must be very interesting—what do you think, Sirius?"

"Good question." Sirius tossed aside his half-length curly elegant black hair casually, and casually assumed, "Let me think about it, what is my mother's expression when she sees Muggle items? The trash and the way I look at me are exactly the same. She must have let out a scream, threw the phone out of the house with me, and ordered Kreacher to clean the whole house..."

James laughed, and Peter laughed with him.Eli also smiled knowingly at his exaggerated presuppositions. After laughing, he straightened his face, and spoke to them seriously and confidently about the future prophecy.

"Wait and see," he said to the trio. "The Muggle app for the wizarding world is sure to be on the agenda. It's a revolution in the wizarding world, and it's going to win—history has told us so much." all over."

The Ministry of Magic's International Cooperation Department was the first to respond to this change.

On the first day of the visit, the department became interested in the magic phone.They have a rigid need for long-distance communication, and if each Department of International Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic has a telephone, it will undoubtedly make communication much smoother.The topic of the magic phone has been discussed in newspapers for so long, and the Magic Congress of the United States has also heard about it. They sent a special message to ask whether they can gradually transfer their future work to use magic phones. choose.

The Wizengamot did not comment that day, but after inspecting the magic phone call from the Department of International Cooperation, they also readily signed the order, and flew to Arthur Weasley together with a few purchase orders for families. home.

Arthur has been too busy recently, so many owl orders have to be handled by him alone - the production of the magic phone has not yet reached a scale, and he can only make it by himself for the time being.Now he works at the Ministry of Magic every day, and at night he has to refit the magic phone all night. He has obviously lost a lot of fatigue and looks taller and thinner.

Of course, the corresponding benefits are also obvious, the most obvious of which is that the living conditions of the Weasley family have been greatly improved. Immediately more generous.Therefore, Molly couldn't dissuade her husband from continuing, so she could only give him more care in life.

Arthur originally said that he didn't need the cost of the modification and was willing to work for free, all for the promotion of the magic phone.But Dumbledore stopped him, and Eli didn't agree. Everyone paid back, and it was easier to do things together. Even people of Eli's age knew this well.But even though Arthur is already a father, he still maintains that sincere heart, mobilizing himself and encouraging others. Of course, this is not a bad thing.

All in all, it's a great thing to be less financially strapped.Although the promotion of the magic phone is still in its infancy, Arthur, a young man who has just graduated a few years ago, suddenly became very popular in the Ministry of Magic-everyone saw him and greeted him warmly, although many of Arthur I don't remember knowing each other at all; another example is the families of the two parties. The Weasley family has accepted the reality and this family after Molly gave birth to Bill, but the attitude was a bit awkward; and the grandfather of the Prewett family was originally After teetering on, Molly was very happy now that she was walking again—she no longer had to keep in touch with her parents and brothers in private.

It can be seen that while the entire wizarding world is still arguing over whether magic phones should be popularized, farsighted people have already started to act silently.So on the night of the last Hogwarts final exam, the grown-ups gathered at the Weasleys' house to have a small celebration of the successful promotion of the magic phone.

That's how it should be - but when Arthur comes home from get off work, the first thing Arthur sees is an unpleasant argument.

"I still can't believe it, Principal Dumbledore." Mrs. Smith frowned, looked directly at Dumbledore at the other end of the table, and said very dissatisfied, "Eli appeared in front of the stage because of this magic call! I'm assuming you remember him as a student who didn't have much self-defense? Do you think it's appropriate for him to face the stares and the attacks?"

"The child may have his own thoughts, my dear." Mr. Smith persuaded her in a low voice, but he didn't say any more, obviously feeling that what his wife said was reasonable.He supported Eli when he published the article at the beginning, and he felt that being more realistic is not a bad thing.But Eli still appeared in the magic newspaper after that, which did make him a little uneasy, thinking that maybe it was too high-profile.

"I'm sorry, Linda, Hobert, this was an accident." Dumbledore said apologetically, sighing softly, "When the first article appeared, no one expected it, and after that, The situation is more dire than imagined - we have some trusted friends, but no one can explain things more clearly than Eli when it comes to items from the Muggle world. He is very good and very smart, Linda. Dare I say , Among the students I have taught, he is one of the most outstanding ones - showing talent early is a common feature of geniuses."

It is a rare honor to receive such praise from Dumbledore.Linda's face softened slightly, but her brows were still furrowed.She sighed, and her tone was no longer so explosive: "I'm not blaming you, Headmaster Dumbledore. I just think you may have allowed Eli to make far-reaching choices without his knowledge— He doesn't even know what he's choosing now."

"Maybe it's not like that, Linda." Dumbledore shook his head, and said calmly under Mrs. Smith's puzzled eyes, "Some people are born never to follow the trend, and will not be pushed forward by the times. Recognize the world in front of you early, discover the core of your ideals and aspirations, and then devote yourself to the path you choose—it will not change with the development of time.”

Mrs. Smith opened her mouth and closed it resentfully. She couldn't deny Dumbledore's point of view, but she didn't want to understand Eli's appearance in front of the stage so easily, so she sat upright with a sinking face. Then, he pressed his lips tightly.

Arthur Weasley's return broke the atmosphere, but after seeing his expression, everyone's hearts tightened.

"Arthur?" Mrs. Weasley opened the door for him, and followed him back to the dining room, looking at him with unconcealed concern, "What's the matter with you, dear? What happened?"

Arthur sat down in his chair, looked up and looked around, the application was complicated and unspeakable.

"Lucius, Malfoy offered me a cooperation invitation." He said, "Cooperation in the sale of magic phones."

"Malfoy? It seems that his dislike for you doesn't extend to a pile of Galleons." Mrs. Weasley first made a sarcasm about her distant relatives, and then she didn't know what to think, her expression suddenly changed.

Everyone present looked extremely solemn.

"Malfoy, that is said to be the most powerful family under Voldemort, isn't it?" Mrs. Smith said, her face paled a little, "If the rumors are true, does it mean that the mysterious man has... ...See?"

They sat together, speechless for a moment, a heavy feeling echoed in everyone's chest, as cold as ice.

Eli, who was still sleeping in the Gryffindor dormitory, knew nothing about the conversation between the adults the night before, and no one wrote to him.He packed his luggage early, washed and went to bed, and tried his best to go to the meeting tomorrow.

Cokeworth town, Irantu Women's College.

Penny absentmindedly finished the only test of the day and the last of the semester.When she came out of the exam room, her steps were light and fast, and she couldn't wait: Lily and Eli came back on the Hogwarts Express tomorrow, and she came home tonight and had a night to do her hair, choose her clothes, and think about the time when she met face to face. what to say...

Holding her schoolbag in her arms, she quickly passed one classmate after another, her calf-length school uniform skirt swaying briskly with her footsteps; she was about to arrive at the dormitory building, she had already packed her luggage last night, and took it just go home...

"Penny."

Petunia's footsteps stopped suddenly, and she stopped in place for a while, then raised her head as if she couldn't react, and looked cautiously and disbelievingly in the direction of the sound.

The midsummer sun is too bright, making people dizzy, all the colors are lively and bright, light and shadow intertwined, every picture seems to be too young.

That familiar but unfamiliar figure stood not far away, looking at her with stretched eyebrows and eyes, and the light seemed to gather on him.He doesn't look like a real person, but more like the youth she formed with yearning and expectation, everything around her becomes an irrelevant background, and only he is left shining in it.

But he is indeed real.She heard him smile and say, "I've come to see you."

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