[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

In Petunia's life, no boy has ever occupied such an important place in her heart.

It's not that she lacks friends—she has a few decent, friendly friends who are ordinary people like her. They will go to class together, eat together, go shopping together on their rest days, and exchange some legitimate worries at this age.

But these friends are not like Eli.Eli was special. He was a wizard, a man who was gifted with magic, but still kindly extended his hand to her.

It seemed like there was more to it than that, Penny thought.She treasured the handkerchiefs Eli gave her, the mints, and the feathers of his owl—and not even just the first one, the last time Wendys flew over, the weather outside was bad, it was in her When combing the feathers on the desk, Petunia pecked off two of them, and Petunia collected them carefully, wiped off the snow and dust on the feathers, put them into her treasure box, and stared at them for a long time. god.

Of course, she also kept Eli's letters properly. From the beginning to the present, she would always re-read them repeatedly when she was alone.To be honest, the letter itself is not as interesting as Lily's letter - Lily will happily share with her everything in the wizarding world, the food is too good to stay up at night on the first day of school, and she successfully used her wand in class A feather floated, a moving staircase and a portrait bowing to her, ghosts wandering in the castle and a professor who turned into a cat in the classroom...

The magical world in her writing is as beautiful as the world in fairy tales.Petunia was almost certain that if she hadn't been in touch with another person in the wizarding world at the same time, she would have felt a deep jealousy, and then expressed extreme disgust, as she had done before, and would not have been recognized. The disappointment and jealousy of Magic's choice condensed into a sharp weapon, which ruthlessly hurt his sister's heart.

But she was communicating with Eli at the same time, and he showed her another side of the magical world with his gentle and calm writing style.The wizards follow the old-fashioned daily life, the deep-rooted blood prejudice, and the many helplessness beyond their power... The superman who possesses magic is sometimes inspired by her comfort.It's hard for Penny to describe her feeling. It's like standing on the ground and looking up at the gods for a long time, and finally discovering that heaven and the world are also connected by a thin line, which is not inaccessible. She feels at ease and safe.

She thinks she should be able to say that she has a certain understanding of Eli - she clearly remembers his friendly smile, every detail mentioned in the letter, and knows that his best subjects are History of Magic and Charms, flying Classes were the part that troubled him a little.He is currently very interested in transforming Muggle items, and wants to promote them in the wizarding world after transforming them, so as to bring more convenient life...

But when she actually saw Eli again, Penny's affirmative attitude was shaken.

Oh, God.She wondered in her heart, is he so good-looking?

This may be a detail that she failed to pay attention to last time when she was dazzled by anger, or she just discovered it strangely.Whether it is evaluated from the perspective of wizards or Muggles, Eli's handsomeness is very pleasing to the eye, without any aesthetic difference.His black eyes were smiling slightly, and he was watching her friendly,

An inexplicable embarrassment welled up in her heart, and she couldn't even look at him calmly.Petunia's eyes fell on his black hair, and she couldn't help noticing that they were neither long nor short, with slightly fluffy curls and just the right neatness.He was wearing a neat and formal three-piece suit, and the black and white color scheme made him look extraordinarily mature and chic.

Petunia wanted to take back her stereotyped prejudice against wizards half a year ago, even among Muggles, he was a very decent one.For such Eli, Petunia was not surprised, perhaps in her imagination all along, Eli should be such a person.

The person on the opposite side of the letter was standing opposite her. Petunia and him had talked a lot about themselves in the letter, but now they felt that they didn't know how to speak.She silently clutched her handbag tightly, trying to draw enough courage from it.

"You seem taller," she said finally, raising her hand in front of Eli. "We seemed to be about the same height in September, and you're taller than me now."

Petunia herself has always been the fastest growing among her peers, and she was taller than most of the boys in her class in elementary school.It is normal for boys to have a slightly later growth period than girls, and they will catch up in a few years.But Eli seemed to be moving a little too fast, and Petunia could feel the passage of time clearly and precisely from the few inches he had grown.

"It's nice to see you again, too," she whispered, giving him a stiff and shy smile.

Maybe a smile is the best language, or maybe this expression is really touching enough, the upward arc of her lips lit up her whole face, making the slightly ordinary facial features graceful and sweet.

I wish I didn't look so stupid today, Petunia thought nervously.

Eli obviously didn't think so at all, or rather, he didn't think so much.Meeting face-to-face can be surprisingly stressful, but Eli feels he can handle it.Petunia mentioned height, which made him raise his eyebrows a little with pleasure.

"I'm growing a bit fast, haven't I?" he said with a smile, "I'm probably at the age where I'm going to start growing. I'll definitely need a new school robe next year. Maybe the food at Hogwarts is really good... the scarf It's beautiful, red is both the color of Christmas and the color of Gryffindor, it looks good on you."

Petunia pursed her lips and smiled, fiddled with her scarf reservedly—it feels great to be noticed by someone.

"Welcome back," she said. "Isn't that a bit strange to say? How does it feel to go back from the wizarding world to the world of ordinary people?"

"Everything is fine." Eli shrugged, "Hey, I have lived here for the past 11 years, I don't think there is any need to separate me... and I am still more familiar with the climate of Durham, Huo Gwartz isn't as wet as that."

"Is Scotland colder than Durham County?" Petunia asked curiously, the natural familiarity in the chat made her gradually let go of her restraint, "I read the weather forecast, the temperature over there seems to be lower... Cokeworth is a lot warmer, although they are not much different in latitude, but the mountains around Cokeworth block the cold air, and there is not even much snow in winter."

"Sounds great," Eli said. "I'd like to go there if I get a chance. Traveling is always fun, isn't it?"

Coming to the small town of Cokeworth?Petunia froze for a moment, thinking unexpectedly that she might be able to invite him, after all, she's a local, isn't she?Summer vacation might be a good idea, or what year's Christmas in the future?You can invite him to your home as a friend...

This thought made Petunia inexplicably embarrassed.

They didn't chat for long, and the parents who had picked up their children were leaving the platform.After Lily separated from her parents, she noticed that Eli and Petunia were talking, and stared at them very curiously. So far, she has not asked Eli or Petunia how they met.Mrs. Smith asked them to chat a little longer, and pressed her son's shoulder as the crowd marched out.

"The traffic jam is terrible now, and Apparation is faster." She raised an eyebrow at her son, "Say goodbye to your friends?"

OKEli nodded and waved to Lily: "See you at school."

See you at school!Lily responded with a grin.

Eli turned to Petunia again, and before he could speak, Petunia took out a cardboard box from her handbag and handed it to him.

This caught Eli off guard: "Christmas presents? Sorry, I thought I'd have to wait until that morning..."

"No." Petunia shook her head, stuffed the paper box into his hand, and said vaguely, "You said that you hadn't heard it... I assume you're not talking politely, so I... Anyway, whatever you want! "

After she finished speaking with a sullen head, she immediately ran back to the middle of her parents and sister, fled again, but this time she was calmer, and waved to him before leaving.

Mrs. Smith leaned close to her son's ear and whispered, "She is a good girl, but son, your eyes are somewhat... don't you think her sister is more beautiful?"

Eli sighed, and said helplessly, "You think too much, Mom."

Well, well, stubborn little boy.A narrow smile appeared on Mr. Smith's face. Mrs. Smith curled her lips and grabbed the arms of her husband and son. The next second, the family of three returned to their home in Gilsgate, Durham County.

In the center of the living room stands a tall Christmas tree, decorated with golden stars and colored ribbons, and snow that has been falling all the time.The smell of roasting turkey filled the kitchen, and Mr. and Mrs. Smith hugged their son again.

"Merry Christmas!" they said cheerfully, and the family smiled at each other, relaxing into the festive spirit.

In the Potter family in Godric's Hollow, James is sitting by the Christmas tree, unwrapping presents with great interest-the Potter family is rich and well-connected, and the gifts he receives every year are always exaggerated.

"It's a broomstick!" James unwrapped a huge slender package, and the broom that rolled out made him ecstatic. The family flew around happily.

"Comet!" James exclaimed, overjoyed. "That's great!!"

"Slow down, son." Mr. Potter said with a smile. He obviously knew his son's preferences well enough to know what would make him happy the most. "You will be able to try out for the college's Quidditch team in the second grade. The Gryffindor Quidditch team is the best - I'm almost sure you'll be elected."

Mrs. Potter waved her wand, directed some fragile ornaments away from James, and smiled proudly and lovingly.

"I think this kid might become a Quidditch star in the future," she said. "Minerva has noticed him. She said that she hasn't seen a student with such outstanding flying talent for a long time."

"Sounds good!" James responded enthusiastically, loudly on the broom. "I'm sure I can become a Quidditch star-but it's also good to be an Auror who faces the darkness and fights for justice!"

Both Mr. Potter and Mrs. Potter were quiet for a moment, and they looked at each other with suppressed worry hidden between their brows.

"Of course." Mr. Potter paused, and calmly affirmed, "Gryffindor has never lacked inner bravery. If you choose this dangerous path, Mom and Dad will also be proud of you."

Snape's house in Spider's End, Tobias Snape returned home drunk with a smell of alcohol all over his body. When he opened the door, Irene Snape was using her magic wand to hang silver and green flowers in the house. It's a bit nondescript and doesn't quite fit the Christmas spirit, but it's still the only holiday-related element in the home.

The moment he saw the wand, Tobias Snape's face contorted.

"What are you doing with that thing?!" He shouted angrily, strode towards his wife, pulled out the wand in her hand, and left it far away to the other side, pushed his wife away forcefully, and tore it off the wall He kicked his son, who was reading a book on the floor next to him, "I don't need this kind of thing in my house—both of you restrain yourself!"

Irene Snape was pushed back again and again, and fell down on the sofa, looking at her husband in shock.But she was silent and didn't speak back.From the first quarrel to the current silence, she has become used to bearing everything silently.

But her son apparently hasn't.Severus Snape jumped up angrily and pulled out his wand.

"Get out of this house!" he yelled in exasperation, with fierce hatred in his eyes. "If you don't come back usually, you don't have to come back today-you throw mother's wand! You are so stupid and hopeless." Drug Muggles!"

"What about me?" Tobias narrowed his eyes and asked dangerously. The hooked-nosed man grabbed his son's collar and pulled his feet off the ground. His legs were hanging in the air. They hated each other. Look at each other.

"You haven't figured out who is in charge of this family, boy." Tobias said with a sneer.

Snape gripped his wand tightly.

The Lupines were always changing places frequently, and complaints from neighbors forced them to do so.Werewolves are second-class citizens in the wizarding world and are severely discriminated against in every way.Even though Mr. Lupine was once an excellent Auror, even though Remus Lupine was gentle, humble, well-behaved and sensible when he was not a werewolf, he will always be a dangerous werewolf in the eyes of others, and it doesn't make sense to say anything else.

In spite of this, in the special festival of Christmas, the Lupins still arranged their new residence in the small hills.Although their Christmas tree is not a rare tree species, and the fairy on the top of the tree is a goblin caught by Lupine, the family of three is still surrounded by short-term peace and satisfaction.

But now, there is a little dispute in this family again.Lupine was sitting by the fireplace, concentrating on his textbooks in the warm firelight, focused and serious. Mr. and Mrs. Lupine looked at him on the stairs on the second floor, exchanging worried glances.

"Are we really going to let Remus continue to go to Hogwarts?" Mrs. Lupine twitched her fingers uneasily, "I'm not sure if this decision is right... The current situation is already dangerous, but you still decide to go to Hogwarts?" Join the Order of the Phoenix! I know people say that Headmaster Dumbledore is the only person You-Know-Who is afraid of, but...but I'm still worried..."

Mr. Lupine calmly put his arms around his wife's shoulders and whispered soothingly to her.

"I'm going to do the right thing, my dear." He made his point, "Someone needs to stand up against You-Know-Who, and I know it's extremely dangerous, but think about it, if the wizarding world is really completely ruled by him, That is the beginning of the nightmare and hell. The Order of the Phoenix needs me, everyone who can fight bravely to the last moment, the war has begun, this is not the time to look forward and backward."

His eyes fell on his son, and his Adam's apple rolled painfully.He has never regretted the efforts he made to fight against the darkness as an Auror, but his son who was bitten by a werewolf retaliatingly appeared in front of him all the time, reminding him of the price he needed to pay for upholding justice.

He murmured: "There are no consequences that I cannot accept."

At No. 12, Grimmauld Place, the ancient and noble Black family is holding a ball. Since Sirius Black was brought home by the house elf Kreacher and scolded and humiliated by his mother, Mrs. Walburga, At home, he has always been a transparent person who is ignored by no one.

But today is different, the Black family is holding a ball, there are so many friends of the Black family and important people of great status, everything must be perfect—Mrs. Walburga wants to lock the eldest son in the room She doesn't let it out all day long, but this is not in line with the common sense of noble families. It would be too embarrassing to do so, so I can only pinch my nose to make my son come out, and tell him to behave better, and not to be a disservice to her when she brings her youngest son to socialize.

Everyone at the ball seemed to have business to do, except Sirius, who was a wandering free man.They saw him, but they all pretended to be suddenly blind. They didn't say a word to him, but covered their lips when he passed by, whispering to his back and others.

The ghosts at Hogwarts probably have more presence than him, at least some of them can see, Sirius thought sarcastically.He said that he wanted to show up, but he really wanted to stay in school, and he didn't know who insisted on him coming back, and when he came back, he would pretend that he didn't exist, as if it was fun to do so, it was really boring.

He doesn't need anyone else to care about him.Sirius wandered carelessly in his home, passing a row of house elf heads, silver and green draperies, and stopped for a moment when passing by the Black family's tapestries, turning his head to look.

He seems to have never done this before. Although he can see it every day for more than ten years, it seems that he saw it clearly for the first time today.There are many hot holes on the gorgeous tapestry, all of them are people who have been expelled from the Black family. The noble Black family is always pure and does not need those rotten litter.

You'll probably be next, Sirius Black.Sirius looked at the name embroidered in gold thread on the tapestry and said to himself.

In the small town of Cokeworth, Lily is celebrating Christmas with her parents and sister. The family sat around and shared roast chicken and apple pie, as well as all kinds of magical food that Lily brought back. All three felt novelty And satisfied.

"I'll bring it back with me when I come back from summer vacation!" Lily said happily, showing her magical life to the family lively. That's amazing, isn't it? Eli suggested I buy an error correction quill and bring it back, he really knows how to do it..."

"Eli suggested it?" Petunia asked suddenly, sitting up straight involuntarily. "Well—yes, he's smart."

Lily looked at her sister and rolled her eyes.

"Petunia, how did you and Eli meet?" Lily asked persistently.

Petunia coughed, still unwilling to admit her stupidity to her younger sister frankly, and said to him from left to right: "Secret."

you can not do that!Lily complained coquettishly, and the two sisters laughed and chased each other in the living room, rolling into a ball on the carpet.

In Gilsgate, Durhamshire, Eli is writing a letter—the addressee is Arthur Weasley. He is a little interested in the pure-blood wizard who Professor Flitwick said is obsessed with Muggle items. He communicated to see if he could get some inspiration for item improvement.

The writing of this letter was a bit slow. He had to read more books and copy the schematic diagram, because he was not sure whether Arthur, who was a pure-blood wizard, could find it himself.The job was a little boring, so he took out what Penny had given him as parting - when he opened it, he found a tape inside.

He once said that he wanted to hear the chorus she performed at the school celebration, but he didn't expect that she kept it on her body and recorded it specially.Feeling warm in his heart, Eli happily put the tape into the radio, and the music floated out slowly.

To his surprise, it wasn't the chorus version—Petunia was the only voice in it.The girl's soft voice echoed throughout the room, melodious and long.

Eli was stunned for a moment, then stopped the quill in his hand, closed his eyes and listened intently.

Snow is falling outside the window, and a layer of fog forms on the warm indoor glass, which obscures the people dimly.In County Durham, in Cokeworth, in Grimmauld Place, in the Downs, in Spinner's End, in Godric's Hollow... Soaking in all the sorrows and joys, brushing every moment, Christmas is not Transferred by human will, at the same time, it comes quietly.

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Thanks to Huaiyu Huaiyu, Yifan Ercan Sanlu, and the landmines in the countryside~