[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

The night that Lestrange Manor was destroyed, the entire wizarding world was shaken.

Two wizards died here: Labastan Lestrange and Linda Smith. The latter, as a former Lestrange, was captured here in the name of a pure-blood traitor, and then brought this once The place where they lived for more than ten years died together.

——This is the only report of the Daily Prophet on this earth-shattering event. It didn’t even make the headlines on the front page, and it was caught in an inconspicuous corner of the newspaper. Accusing the Ministry of Magic of ignoring the current chaotic environment of the British wizarding world, but busy arguing with the French Ministry of Magic about the content of the Quidditch World Cup is an "extremely irresponsible performance of escapism."

For people who don't know the truth, it seems that this incident happened like this. It happened in an ordinary way. They glanced at the inconspicuous page of the newspaper, and then dismissed it disapprovingly. The whole incident had no impact at all. .

But this is only a false peace on the surface.It is a kind of cold treatment that cannot hold the Ministry of Magic responsible for the accident.In fact, just about every well-informed wizard in the wizarding world has been discussing one thing lately: Linda and her curse.

The curse that Linda left before she died was supposed to be a secret with very few insiders.But like all secrets in the world, news of it spread like wildfire in a short time.

As a black art that cannot be taught at Hogwarts and cannot find specific spells in the library, the science of curses is profound and rare, and basically only the oldest families and the most evil dark wizards understand it.Its casting and effective conditions are harsh, complicated and mysterious, just like the curse in the legend of Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts class. If the person who cast the curse did not disclose it intentionally, it would be difficult for others to have a clear understanding of it. Know, not to mention research and crack.

"I've been searching in my study for several days." Edgar Burns said, frowning, obviously the answer he searched did not satisfy him, "but you all know, Burns Although the family is very old, the style of our family has always been relatively decent... There are not even a few Slytherins. The only thing I can be sure of now is that this is a very ancient curse, and the price is very heavy. It can be directly applied On the soul level - if we say "may her soul rest in peace" when we are burying other people, but if it is about Linda Smith, this sentence can be omitted. "

The room was quiet for a few seconds, and everyone could feel the weight that was so sticky that they could hardly breathe, pressing heavily on their hearts, which made them unable to break free even though they didn't know Linda very well. Suffocation.

"We found something else at home." Fabian Prewett reluctantly broke the silence, pointing to himself and his brother Gideon Prewett, "Although we haven't found out about this curse, we have clarified the curse a little bit. The scope of application... Magic rules are vague about bloodlines. If this curse can be applied so absolutely as stated in the spell, then we should be delighted to hear that a large number of ancient families have inherited The victim died at home, unfortunately, no such good news came out."

"Then what should its scope of application be?" Dorcas Meadows leaned forward, listening intently to their words.

"Both Fabian and I feel that the scope of application should be her family." Gideon Prewett said, tapping his knuckles cautiously on the table, "It's just a guess—the deeper the curse, the more expensive it will be." The heavier it is, the smaller the scope of application. Like the curse of Defense Against the Dark Arts, professors who cannot continue to work after one year are generally not in danger of life, but they cannot continue to do this job. Linda Smith The curse is different from the other ones. The consequences are so serious after it takes effect, the scope cannot be large. We guess it is only applied to Eli Smith. If someone with the blood of Lestrange wants to attack him, then the consequences It could be serious."

"Use my life to insure my son." Moody said, "Frankly speaking, I have never had contact with that child before, and I have reservations about Albus and Edgar's always being very optimistic about him. Yes. But there should be no problem now, and he has no other choice, right? Although it is too reckless to go to Lestrange Manor alone, at least remember to send a signal to call someone over, no It's too stupid... What about others? It's time to bring them to see them."

"That's a child who has just lost his parents, Alastor." Arthur couldn't help saying.He has not been in the Order of the Phoenix for as long as these people, and generally he would not refute Moody, a resolute, brave, respectable, but not very pleasant to speak colleague from the Ministry of Magic, but today, when it comes to Eli, he speaks firmly and helps Eli said a few words, even though he wasn't here, "We need to give him some time, we shouldn't push him so hard—he's still a student! Hogwarts is about to start."

"We must meet before school starts." Moody muttered. "Speaking of which, where is he now? His own home? Even if there is a curse to defend himself, he has to be careful. Curses don't take effect casually." Yes, no one can guarantee that the Imperius Curse and the Cruciatus Curse will not be within the range of damage. Even if Avada Kedav's fortune can make the curse effective, he is already dead after being cursed. It's useless for him to say it... well, I won't say it, you don't need to look at me with condemning eyes. "

"Albus is supposed to be around him," Edgar said. "He's not here, is he? I think he'll make arrangements... but honestly, Eli's a smart, mature, opinionated guy, and I I don't think he wants to be approached by an adult to talk to him, he understands what he should understand, and no one can persuade him what he doesn't want to figure out by himself."

"I can always see him on the platform on September [-]st." Arthur said, rubbing his face vigorously to cheer himself up, "I will send him to the platform then... this year he has no parents to send him .”

"Where are the Elis?" James stood with his friends, looking around, frowning worriedly.

"He's not here!" James said to Sirius, fidgeting through his hair, making it look like a weed.He wasn't playing handsome this time, he just simply didn't care, he was still looking around, his expression mixed with worry and nervousness.

"Maybe it's just not here yet." Remus said reassuringly, but such words were not convincing at all, he didn't believe it himself, and couldn't help sighing deeply, his brows furrowed.

"Eli's never late," Sirius said, "maybe he's delayed by other things, it's impossible not to come to school - he's a calm, sensible guy, and brave enough to be too intimidated to even learn." Come on... he's different from some people."

Speaking of some people, his face darkened suddenly, with a gloomy shadow cast between his brows.

He thought again of that night at Lestrange Manor, among the Death Eaters running around with their hoods on, the one who faced him launched a fainting beam, fell to the ground in embarrassment when he dodged, got up and stumbled Running away, that little figure who never even drew out his wand...

How to describe his mood at that time, it was not that shocking, nor was it angry as imagined.His heart just seemed to be soaked in a pool of freezing cold water, and the chill spread through his limbs.

A few days later he received a letter from home, the first since he left home, from his mother Walburga, saying anxiously that Regulus had suffered a serious illness and scolded him in a stern tone. He paused and said that it was because of his unfilial piety that his younger brother was so exhausted that he fell ill from overwork and became dizzy.

Frightened by the cruel war, but also blame him?Sirius was full of absurdity and irony, tore up the letter and threw it into the fireplace of Potter's house, unwilling to take another look at it.

Some people lost their parents that day and one night, and some people took the shortcut they wanted and blamed the road for not being smooth enough.How can he show concern and sympathy for the latter?Even if that person is his younger brother.

Sirius remained silent, and looked around on the platform.

Regulus stood far away on the other side, as if he had fallen into a serious illness, and he could still see his pale face.Walburga stood aside, wrapped his arms around his shoulders worriedly, and told him something lovingly.

Sirius suddenly withdrew his gaze, turned his body sideways, and put this tender scene behind him.

"Since I came back that day, I haven't heard anything from Eli." James said annoyedly, sighing heavily, his brows were tightly knit together, "I tried calling his home number, but there was no one at all." Then, I guess he doesn't want to talk to anyone... I write to him every day, and Sirius does too, but we haven't heard anything back. What the hell is he now..."

"He won't be here today."

James turned around sharply, and Sirius, Remus, and Peter also looked over. Lily walked towards them, her face visibly more haggard than the last time they met.

"My sister said it." Lily said, standing still in front of them, and sighed lowly, "She has been staying with Eli this summer vacation... Eli seems to have other things today, and won't come to the platform to take the bus. But he will definitely go to Hogwarts to continue his studies, don't worry, if all goes well, we will probably see him at the long table in the auditorium tonight."

That's great.James heaved a sigh of relief. After he relaxed, he and Lily looked at each other, and finally felt a little awkward—they were not in such a calm and talking relationship before, but now James is still the same as before. It seemed that he couldn't do it anymore, so he could only keep silent with each other, and the air seemed to be a little frozen.

In the end, Lily spoke first.She asked James, "Is your injury healed, Potter?"

"It's much better after applying the white fresh essence, and I drank the potion for a few days afterwards, don't worry." James said immediately, with Lily's introduction, he was finally able to speak, with a little hesitation, a little cautiously: "...You seem to be haggard a lot, Evans, did you not have much rest during the holidays?"

"Too many things really happened this summer vacation." Lily sighed heavily, and said in a low voice, "Bad things happen one after another, making people breathless...I can't believe that I was still thinking about my own life at first." Little problems annoy, that doesn't matter at all."

"No, that's not the case." James said, and Lily looked at him in astonishment, wondering why he would refute.

"Everyone's own business is also very important." James said seriously, and under Lily's gaze, he raised his hand uncomfortably to twirl his hair again, "It's definitely not a bad thing to have your own little troubles... ...but I wish you were happier, Evans."

Lily stared at him, and James looked left and right, but he was afraid to meet her eyes.

"Okay," she said at last, and she seemed to be a little prim because of James' embarrassment, and she cleared her throat unnaturally, "Thanks, I'll try...then you too, Potter."

James grinned at her, a little goofy as usual...but Lily thought he looked much better now.

"School has already started today." Eli said, his voice was gentle and calm, as always, "You should go, Petunia."

"The opening ceremony is in the afternoon, and I don't mind if I don't want to. The class will start tomorrow, and I can ask for leave today." Penny said, gently stroking his hair, "I want to stay with you for a while."

Eli smiled slightly.

"It's not necessary, Petunia. Studying is always very important." He said, "And I'm going to Hogwarts too. I'll leave in the afternoon. You go to report now, and I still have time to send you there."

That's really not needed.Petunia shook her head, looked down at him, and said, "But I want to see you off—you always find me at my school, don't you? I can't go to Hogwarts with you, but at least this time let me Here you go, this is a rare opportunity."

"Let's go while I'm asleep." Eli was silent for a while, and said softly, "I don't want to say goodbye to anyone anymore."

also.Petunia was silent for a while with a sour nose, and did not continue to object.Eli then leaned back and covered his face with the book in his hand: "Then I'll sleep for a while."

good.Petunia nodded and continued to stroke his hair, gently and carefully, as she had been for the rest of the summer, silently but firmly by his side.

They were just the same as before, with Penny sitting on Eli's bed and Eli sitting on the rug by the bed, with his head back on her lap.The open book covered half of his face, his eyes were closed under the broken hair on his forehead, and his eyelashes cast deep shadows on his face.

Penny looked at him deeply.

He has lost weight recently, and with his eyes closed so expressionlessly, Petunia can almost see his fragility that he doesn't talk to others through his slightly frowning brows.

After that day, he didn't sleep well, and he woke up suddenly after not sleeping for a long time, and sat silently in the dark room for a long time.Petunia slept in the guest bedroom next door, and occasionally she was worried that he would sneak over to see and found out about it. After that, she would always come to sit with him for a while, which couldn't help much, but at least she could accompany him.

Now he fell asleep with such a slight frown, Petunia knew that he would not sleep for a long time, after confirming that his breathing became smooth and long, she got up lightly, and took away the recipe she was looking at just now, Dragging his luggage, he quietly closed the door and left.

Eli opened his eyes almost as soon as the door was closed.

He sat quietly in the room for a while, and there was another knock on the bedroom door.He raised his eyes and said calmly, "Please come in."

The door was opened from the outside, and Albus Dumbledore walked in.

"Ready, Eli?" he asked kindly, looking at him gently.

"Get ready." Eli stood up and said calmly, "I was already dead when I walked into Lestrange Manor. Since the Order of the Phoenix brought me back, the resurrected me will Belonging to the Order of the Phoenix, no matter what I am asked to do, I have no hesitation or complaint."

"No, I think what you experienced was not resurrection, but narrow escape." Dumbledore said seriously, looking at Eli, and gently patted his shoulder gently, "It's not resurrection, but Freshmen... None of us wants to ask you to do anything, but if you choose your own path, we have many people who are willing to walk side by side with you."

Eli looked at Dumbledore and heard him say, "Welcome to the Order of the Phoenix, brave and fearless follower of the light, Eli Smith."

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