[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

After returning home from St. Mungo's, Eli's situation still hasn't ushered in much improvement.

The Daily Prophet turned a blind eye to the evils of many Death Eaters, whether out of conscience or fear, and tended to be overly cautious when it came to reporting on Voldemort.But this time they spent a lot of pages with great fanfare, describing a "boy who was treated differently by Voldemort" in exaggerated sentences, changing the cynicism towards him two years ago, as if they had said to him that he was beyond his control. All of a sudden, he completely lost his memory, and began to focus on him involuntarily with ulterior motives.

It is really a newspaper that knows how to measure the gap between strength and weakness. It can't do anything against Voldemort, but it is very exciting to deal with him as a student. It uses all kinds of tricks. Eli has nothing to say about it, but can only applaud it.

Thanks to this newspaper with the largest circulation in the wizarding world, after such a report, people seem to no longer care how Voldemort dared to quietly and swagger at King’s Cross station in broad daylight and surrounded by Aurors. The platform turned to swarming to study how special he is, worthy of being seen by Voldemort.

That's a pretty unreasonable assumption, but tragically, a lot of people seem to be talking about it.Fortunately, it's summer vacation, after all, the newspapers didn't have any scruples to directly publish his home address, which made him live a peaceful life, otherwise he must be brought by a large number of owls every day just like when he was running for the magic phone It was a troublesome memory that one didn't want to recall at all.

In the days without letters, Eli had little to do except read newspapers from the wizarding and Muggle worlds.Their family's travel plan to Austria this year was completely ruined from the moment Voldemort appeared.Throughout the summer vacation, no friends came to visit him. All the letters sent to his home were opened for inspection, and he was not allowed to go too far. It's terrible, it's so conspicuous every time, or it's not afraid of being seen by him at all.

Obviously, from the bottom of my heart, I don't believe that he can do anything big, but I still want to waste time with him under the banner of doing things seriously just in case.Eli stood in his room and looked out through the glass on the window. The Muggle world was still so sunny, the streets were brightly illuminated, the tall trees shaded the sky, casting deep shadows Xia Yi, everything seems to be carefree and simple and beautiful, but he sees it in his eyes, but there is a kind of pity that he can't go back to the peaceful life.

He unconsciously stared out the window at a pair of young men strolling down the street.Boys and girls in their teens wear wide-brimmed hats and hold ice cream cones, holding hands comfortably through the midsummer without worries.He inadvertently remembered the previous holidays, he used to drag Penny's suitcase, and walked with her through the long streets of Cokeworth town, the road ahead seemed endless, but none of them found it difficult Endure, walk forward in a loose way, don't care where the end is, the scenery along the way is all the harvest.

It seems that a long time has passed since now, so relaxed and comfortable.

"Eli?" There was a knock on the door of the room, and Mr. Smith poked his head in. "Your mother asked me to ask you to go down for dinner—today I have your favorite pan-fried lamb chops. You have lost weight recently, and you need to eat more."

OK, here we go.Eli broke free from his trance, turned around and answered, and followed his father downstairs.Mr. Smith walked beside him, putting his shoulders on his shoulders naturally, and the father and son got along like brothers as always.

"Does it still hurt, Dad?" Eli asked him suddenly when he was halfway down the stairs.

Mr. Smith stopped and turned to him.The father and son stopped on the slow platform of the stairs. Mrs. Smith in the kitchen didn't know anything about it. She waved her magic wand, directing the ingredients to fly up and form corresponding arrangements on the plate. The magic of the test, she performed it with concentration.

"Of course it doesn't hurt anymore, Eli, it's been more than a year." Mr. Smith said gently, raised his hand and touched his chest - there was a deep scar under the thin shirt, black magic was on him Leaving a permanent mark, remembering what he was tortured.

"But the key to the problem is not whether my wound still hurts or not." He pointed out sharply, looking at his son, "You're starting to worry again, aren't you, Eli? You've been looking bad lately, and you Did something happen?"

"No." Eli shook his head quickly, and smiled frankly at his father, "I will think more unconsciously...but nothing happened, Dad, don't worry."

"Your mother and I are really worried about you." Mr. Smith said seriously, sighing very softly, "Eli, don't keep everything to yourself, it will be very uncomfortable, mom and dad are willing to help You solve the problems you face."

"Not all problems can be solved by love and unity." Eli said in a soft voice, his eyes darkened.

The two of them looked at each other for a while, Eli shrugged, smiled brighter, and pushed his father downstairs.

"Okay, dad, I know what's going on in my heart - we both know what's bothering each other, and we can't solve it. There's no way. But I'll also send this sentence to you and mom. Let's not think too much, trust each other Enough is enough. I really mean it, and you all know it, and I'm not going to do anything crazy, don't worry."

Neither Mr. Smith nor Mrs. Smith felt that they could really reassure him. Anyone who encountered such a thing would inevitably be shocked and depressed, and depriving a young man of his vigor was as cruel as breaking him down in half.But what surprised them all was that after that day, Eli's condition did improve day by day. From the occasional gloomy and gloomy eyes, to the end, except when facing the lame surveillance of the Ministry of Magic, he was more or less obvious. It was a bit unpleasant, but it has basically returned to the same as before.

He didn't reveal a fragile part that needs more worry from his parents. As a parent, he can only respect his ideas and choose to trust him completely.Both Mr. and Mrs. Smith showed that everything was back to normal, and they only sighed deeply at each other in private.

In such a world, even children have lost their willful qualifications, which is really a kind of sadness.

When platform nine and three-quarters was crowded with Hogwarts students again, the platform was visible to the naked eye, and there were tense and vigilant Aurors everywhere, as if they felt that the last time Voldemort appeared here This time, I will still come to the old place as promised, just like coming to their appointment.Eli was noncommittal about the Ministry of Magic's preparations, but it's true that they didn't make the right preparations. It's always good to be prepared, but it's somewhat naive to expect to meet Voldemort again. Throwing a snare.

However, there may be many people who think the same as the Ministry of Magic. When they saw him, many people's eyes changed. They peeked at him from a distance and whispered to themselves in a low-key manner.Eli turned a blind eye to such a scene and calmly ignored the staff of the Ministry of Magic who undisguisedly surrounded him in a large circle, blocking anyone who wanted to approach him.

He followed the noisy voices over there and saw that James was standing just outside the circle of staff, already arguing with them, and he seemed completely unable to understand what this group of people was doing, why they wanted to isolate his friend .The Potters also obviously disapproved of this approach. They let their son torment, and they frowned and had a few words with the Ministry of Magic.

Eli caught James' eyes, shook his head at him, and glanced at the train.James froze for a moment, and then he understood - there is no need to entangle here, it is the same when we meet on the train or at school, Dumbledore will definitely not allow them to do this, this is the last thing they can do to treat Eli like a prisoner It's time to keep an eye on it.

He looked at Eli, then at the person blocking him, weighed it, and finally nodded.Eli looked away, saw James, and naturally thought of Sirius, Lupine, Lily, and...

His gaze suddenly shrank, and he saw Lily and Petunia on the other side.

"Can you still keep Eli locked up?" Lily said angrily, "The train is about to start! Please get out of the way, my sister wants to have a few words with Eli!"

"Why don't you talk about it on the train? Dumbledore's children." The staff of the Ministry of Magic complained a little impatiently. Obviously, they also felt that looking at a child like this was a waste of time. Trouble, go aside."

Lily's angry face suddenly froze, and her voice hesitated.

"My sister...she...well..."

"I'm sorry, but I'm a Muggle," said Petunia, her face turning pale and her voice lowered, visibly timid to say the truth to a wizard, "I can't climb That train, so..."

"Muggle?" someone asked, his tone full of surprise and interest, "You're friends with a little wizard? Why?"

"I..." Petunia opened her mouth, not knowing how to explain to him.She froze for a moment, then gritted her teeth, raised her face firmly, but her voice trembled, "We have similar personalities! We've known each other for several years! I don't think I need to explain more to you—"

"Get out of the way," said someone standing behind the Ministry of Magic staff, in a soft and cold voice, "You're blocking my friend."

Petunia's voice stopped immediately, and she leaned over to look at him suddenly, calling him urgently: "Eli!"

The Ministry of Magic turned around, obviously not expecting Eli to approach.He said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, can't you just be honest? Don't bother our work."

"Can't you focus on searching for Voldemort? Maybe he's waiting next to one of the pillars." Eli said indifferently, his tone was so impatient for the first time, and everyone in the Ministry of Magic was stunned. stared at him for a few seconds.

He ignored their scrutiny, walked out of their encirclement in one step, and came in front of Petunia.

"Hey!" said the staff in disbelief behind him, "Go back! Back in the blockade!"

Eli turned his head and glanced at them, the corners of his lips suddenly curved slightly.

"If I don't go back, what are you going to do? Violence against me as a minor? Without an official surveillance order for me?" He asked softly, narrowing his eyes slightly, with a slight smile , said calmly, "I've noticed it before, you only seem to have nothing to do with the bad guys, don't push the law-abiding people too far."

He ignored the staff of the Ministry of Magic whose expressions changed, and turned to look at Petunia. He was startled when he turned his head—during this short period of time, Petunia stared at him blankly, her eyes suddenly brightened. It was full of tears, and the teardrops were falling straight down.

"What's wrong?" He was startled, and immediately looked at Lily nervously, "What happened?"

It seems not... Lily also froze for a moment, and shook her head blankly. Petunia raised her hand indiscriminately to wipe away her tears, but she couldn't stop at all. She looked at him fixedly, and she had never looked so vulnerable in front of her. .

"I'm sorry, I'm just freaking out..." she choked up, her voice becoming broken and crying, "Lily—say you—are being targeted by the big devil, and your government has put Angry on you, staring at you. They won't let me see you—I, I don't know—your mom says you're okay, but I can't see, I've been worrying all summer, I— —”

Eli was taken aback by what she said, and after a while, he sighed very lightly, almost as if he was sighing with a wry smile.

"It's me who should say I'm sorry." He said, "I'm sorry for making you worry...don't cry, do you need a handkerchief? You were able to hold back tears when I met you, why can't you hold back your tears now? .”

I have no idea!Petunia shook her head, refusing him to give her another handkerchief.She looked at his helpless smiling face with tears in her eyes, and asked him worriedly: "Aren't you afraid? I was so scared that I couldn't sleep well in the first few days..."

After a short pause, Eli curled the corners of his lips and smiled slightly.

Those tossing and turning about the future and the future, the cold sweat of waking up from the nightmare at midnight, he has never told anyone, has been heavily pressed in his heart, but now he suddenly finds it not so difficult to speak, these suppressed emotions seem to be Not so important anymore.

"Of course I'm also afraid." He said softly, raised his hand, and pressed his palm against her cheek, gently wiped her tears with his thumb, and lowered his eyes slightly.

"But now I don't feel so scared," he said, "Maybe it's because you helped me to shed my tears."

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Thanks to Ah Li for mine~