[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

Entering the new school year, everyone clearly noticed that this year's courses are more difficult than the previous year.The thickness of textbooks is increasing, the requirements of professors for students are becoming stricter, and the length of homework has also been greatly adjusted. The length of homework papers in almost every class has increased significantly, which makes every student feel worried.

But at the same time, every student who has attended school knows that no matter how heavy the schoolwork is, it cannot prevent them from gaining "happiness" in the process of going to school.Eli soon discovers that, entering second grade, a little prank spell quickly spreads across the school - Fuchsia, which has the effect of hanging a classmate next to you upside down in mid-air.

The spell itself is not difficult, but the mischievous effect it brings is very obvious, and everyone from the lower grades to the upper grades quickly mastered it.During this period of time, no matter in the classroom, on the grass or in the corridor, you can see students being hung in the air everywhere. Since it has no side effects other than hanging people upside down, everyone thinks it is quite amusing.

Eli didn't deliberately learn this spell, but thanks to his friend James Potter, who dared to go up and make fun of anyone, he mastered the counter-curse of this spell in the first place.Although Eli has a good temper, it doesn't mean that he will tolerate his friends without a bottom line. After being attacked by James for the third time, he put himself down and shot a water bomb at James' face, which made his hot head Sober up.

"It's interesting, isn't it?" James said with a grin as he wiped the water from his hair nonchalantly, "This spell really works! Why haven't I heard of it before? It might just be invented by some student at school What kind of genius came out? I really want to make friends with him."

If you really knew who invented the spell, you'd regret saying it.Eli cursed inwardly, he just happened to know who invented the spell - the inventor had spread out his Potions textbook in the library two weeks ago.

"I've never seen this spell before." Eli asked a little curiously, "What's the effect, Severus?"

"Use it when you need to make a little joke, hang people upside down," Snape said simply.

This effect does not sound dangerous. Eli checked the complete collection of spells on the bookshelf at hand, found several books, and raised his head unexpectedly: "I didn't find a similar spell...you invented it yourself?"

The corner of Snape's lips curled up, but he didn't deny it.

"It's just a little magic spell." He said, and then he glanced at Eli, the smile on his lips disappeared suddenly, and he said flatly, "It's far inferior to your magic phone, which can cause such a sensational effect .”

"That's not mine." Eli frowned and explained to him, "I just provided an idea for transformation—the main practitioner was Arthur Weasley, and he devoted a lot of effort to this cause , the glory belongs to him."

"Of course, a lot of glory." Snape's lips twitched stiffly, and he said expressionlessly, "Not only me, everyone has seen the huge benefits behind the pragmatic modification, and the prejudice against Muggles has also been shaken. After all no one is foolish enough to have trouble with a lot of Galleons, right? It's all thanks to you, and no one ever forgets your original call for advocacy, even as a second year at Hogwarts. But obviously , You already have the capital to look down on fame and wealth, people believe that you will definitely do more sensational things in the future, and everyone believes that geniuses like you become famous early."

Objectively speaking, what he said was correct—in the past six months since the magic phone came out, with the increase in popularity and usage, it has quickly set off a wave in the wizarding world.It is convenient, easy to use, and cheap, and can be accepted by families with average monthly phone bills, which greatly facilitates everyone's daily communication.In middle-class families in the magic world, magic phones have become popular, and everyone deeply feels its convenience.

Pure-blood wizarding families generally don't care about this. They already have their own expensive and scarce means of communication, and it doesn't matter if they don't have a magic phone.It's just that none of them are stupid, and many people have undoubtedly seen the financial profit behind the magic phone - this can be clearly seen from the life of Arthur Weasley's family.

Penniless and destitute when the young couple eloped, the family expanded and renovated the house in the short months between Molly was pregnant with her second child and the baby was due. Renovation, Arthur was promoted to Director of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Division.This office has expanded from the initial two people to nearly ten people. They now deal with many cases of wizards secretly modifying Muggle items in violation of regulations every day. There are also many wizards who dream of getting rich.

As the first person to wave the flag for the magic phone, Eli of course also entered everyone's attention.However, since Linda Smith is a well-known best-selling author across the wizarding and Muggle circles, it is difficult for people to define the growth of their family's wealth, so it is not as intuitive as Arthur's life changes.In addition, Eli has not contributed any more articles to the newspaper recently. Generally speaking, he can still spend his campus life peacefully. It's just that the attention from Slytherin House has obviously increased, but none of them took the initiative to talk to Eli. , so Eli kept pretending that he didn't notice anything.

But the yin and yang in Snape's words were so obvious that Eli frowned and asked directly, "What do you want to say, Severus?"

Snape's black eyes looked at him, with complicated emotions flashing inside, he stared at him for a long time, but in the end, he still didn't say anything.

"…no, it's nothing," he whispered, "I - I'm going to do my History of Magic homework, have you finished it yet? I want to see your train of thought."

Eli pursed his lower lip, didn't say anything, just handed him the written History of Magic paper as promised.

If someone else—such as Mary or Peter—comes to borrow it, it must be tacit to "borrow" ideas, but he knows that Severus is different, and he wants his homework to go to see, must want to Avoid this line of thinking, and don't want to write the same as him.He has always stubbornly retained some unnecessary self-confidence and self-esteem in some details.

Lily sat next to them all the time, looking at this and that.She frowned slightly, but after a brief hesitation, she still didn't say anything, but looked at Eli apologetically, and Eli shrugged her shoulders when he received her gaze.

By the time they returned to the common room after lunch at the end of their morning in the library, Lily looked despondent.

"I'm sorry, Eli," she said with a sigh. "I think Sev may be... a little bit jealous, you know, he's from a poor family and has always been eager to get ahead. But I can assure you He meant no harm, really, I know him."

| "You don't need to apologize, Lily." Eli replied lightly, not taking it seriously, "I think I also know him a little bit, otherwise I would think I lost a friend instead of pretending to have forgotten what he said .”

Lily sighed deeply, deeply.

"I think Sev is being led astray by his friends." She frowned, and flattened her lips in dissatisfaction, "They've been instilling something in him all day long--pure-blooded glory, getting ahead, chasing fame Li... what are they trying to do? Sev is only in his second year! What the hell did that Lucius Malfoy—the Slytherin who just graduated last year—instill in Sev? He is now with those eyes on the top of his head The so-called pure bloods are playing together more and more! Recently, except for doing homework together, we have no chance to get along with him!"

"Have you talked to him?" Eli asked her.

"Of course." Lily said with a frown, "but it doesn't seem to work, I think he's always prevaricating me..."

"Then you might as well respect his choice." Eli said calmly, "Friends don't mean they all think the same. Maybe he now has a friend who thinks more like him? This may not be a bad thing. If a man does make a decision, no one can persuade him, even if you are his friend—perhaps the best—.”

Lily didn't speak, and they walked forward for a while without a word. Lily bit her lower lip and sighed lightly.

"Sev and I are becoming more and more different, Eli," she said sadly. "You know, I used to think we were the only ones in the world—in the small town of Cokeworth, We are the only two underage wizards."

Eli was silent for a moment at this sentence, and then sighed lightly.

"Not every first friend is forever," he said. "Maybe we all have to grow up to accept that."

"What if you want to keep it?" Lily asked him.

"Probably you can only do it with all your strength." Eli said, "I'm not sure-but people say that the fate between two people is a thread, as long as you don't let go, maybe one day, you will be able to gradually draw the line." Bring back friends who are drifting away."

The two of them were silent for a while, both of them were a little lost in thought, until they got close to the fat lady's portrait, Lily took a deep breath as if waking up from a dream, raised her hands and rubbed her face to cheer herself up.

"Don't talk about that, Eli!" she said briskly. "Tomorrow is the Christmas break. The term flies by, doesn't it?"

"That's right." Eli agreed, "Once the schoolwork becomes intense, and you go to class, read books and do homework every day, the time will fly by quickly."

"..." Lily raised her hand to cover her face in pain, "Don't remind me of my homework! I only got an E in my last spell class homework! But speaking of it, besides these, you seem to have more homework every day than others. Do one thing, Mr. Smith who always sits by the phone before bedtime?"

She showed a playful smile with a bit of ridicule. Although Eli always called late, if this situation continued for several months, he would have noticed everything that should be noticed.

Well.Eli cleared his throat, and said quite naturally: "You reminded me, is your sister going to pick you up from the platform tomorrow? I haven't asked yet."

"Why don't you ask yourself?" Lily said with a smile, "I didn't ask either—it's obviously a bit late to write a letter with an owl."

All right.Eli shrugged, thinking that what she said was also reasonable. Of course, the result he asked was more accurate. Anyway, he said the day before yesterday that he would call today, so there must be no problem—Petunia's school is earlier than Hogwarts. It's a day off, and I'm already at home now.

If you think about it, do it immediately.When Eli entered the common room, he found that there was no one next to the phone, so he went directly to pick up the receiver, and Lily watched with great interest, eagerly waiting to listen to their corner.

Eli didn't mind that, after all, they didn't have anything they couldn't talk about.But before calling Petunia, he made a phone call at home—he wanted to greet his parents. In the past two months, Mrs. Smith has been checking whether he is safe at school with high frequency, but she refused to tell him more things.He guessed that maybe someone from the Lestrange family had contacted her, so although everything was going well at school, he was still a little uneasy.

When the call was not connected for the first time, he didn't feel anything. After a few minutes, he continued to call for the second time.But he didn't get through the second time, so he dialed the third and fourth times... At the sixth time, his face changed slightly.

Lily, who originally wanted to join in the fun, also became a little nervous. She asked cautiously: "Is it possible that your parents went out shopping together, Eli? After all, tomorrow is Christmas Eve, and they may go to the supermarket to prepare a big meal for you." delicious food...my family will be like this."

Eli was startled, thought for a while, and nodded: "It's possible, my dad just got home from get off work at this time, it would make sense if they went shopping together."

He still felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart, which came from the busy tone of the phone - he noticed the second time that the busy tone on the phone was not a long tone that no one answered, but a short tone while the line was busy. There was no indication that he was on a call, which made him a little confused.

Could it be that Dad or Mom was in a hurry when they answered a phone call, and the phone was not hooked up?Eli thought uncertainly.It was a bit too far-fetched to be true, but there was nothing else to do when the phone couldn't get through, so Eli could only suppress the restlessness in his heart and call Petunia-the call was connected almost immediately, which made him feel uncomfortable. He felt somewhat comforted.

"Lily? Or Eli?" Petunia asked briskly. "I guess Eli—"

"Why?" Eli asked with interest, a smile on his lips.

"Lily can't wait even more." Petunia commented with a smile, "As soon as the phone is connected, she always speaks first."

do i have itLily looked puzzled, and Eli recalled it, and couldn't help but smile.

"That seems to be the case," he said, admiring him with genuine sincerity. "You're very observant, Petunia."

"It's, it's okay." Penny coughed, obviously feeling a little embarrassed.But she immediately asked, "Are you both coming back tomorrow, both of you? By the Hogwarts Express?"

"Of course." Eli said, "The students all come back by this bus without any accidents. We..."

"Eli Smith!"

Eli, who was suddenly called by name, paused for a moment, turned his head with the microphone, Professor McGonagall opened the portrait and strode in. When he saw Eli sitting in the common room, he had a complicated expression on his face, but his voice suddenly Take it easy.

"Come with me." She said simply, walking towards him, and patted his back comfortingly, "Immediately, I don't need to pack my luggage."

Eli's heart sank immediately, and the ominous premonition that had been faintly lingering in his heart almost quickly condensed into a solid body.

"What happened, Professor?" He pressed the corner of his lips tightly, and immediately asked Professor McGonagall.

McGonagall looked at him carefully, as if evaluating his mental capacity.Perhaps Eli's usual poise won her over, and finally she sighed and said, "Something happened to your father—he's been sent to St. Mungo's now."

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Thanks to Deep Sea Tomato and Yukichi for mine~