HP Midnight Light

How can I regard you as winter?

You are not only lovely but also more tender:

Ice and snow spoil January's favorite sweet wine,

The period of rental in winter is too short:

The eyes of the sky sometimes shine too brightly,

Its radiant gold is often dimmed:

Destroyed by chance or the impermanence of heaven,

There is no beauty that does not eventually wither or fall.

Your long winters have always been equal,

But it will not wear away your charming beauty,

Death boasted that you wandered in his shadow,

But I know that you live with the years in the immortal poem.

As long as there is beer, or one loves honey,

This furnace will not be quenched, and will give you life.

—— Epilogue

"You guys go to the three broomsticks first, I still have something to do." Cornelia looked at the dirty little bar on the corner from a distance, and the thin snow fell on her eyelashes, and she narrowed her eyes slightly.

"What's the matter?" Olivia asked. "Maybe we can go with you."

"Ah, no need, I can do it myself. See you later!" Cornelia quickly declined Olivia's kindness vaguely. She seemed to be afraid of being questioned, and quickly sneaked in without waiting for their answer. crowd.Disappeared like a nimble fish.

"What happened to her?" Olivia asked inexplicably.Hyacinth shook her head, "Maybe she just doesn't want to talk about it."

Olivia frowned: "Don't you think... Leah is a little weird recently?" Cornelia didn't know what she was busy with recently, and she often split up with the two of them.Hyacinth understood Olivia's implication, and she replied tactfully: "It's hard to say, but isn't her father——?" As expected, Olivia's expression suddenly changed. got tangled up:

"Honestly, I've long thought that Leah might be like her father. But..." She couldn't seem to find the right words, "I still can't accept that people around me are meddling again and again Get into these things. First Signus, then Leah, and now Regu." Olivia looked at her, "Will one day you also..."

"You're overthinking." Hyacinth quickly denied, "You can tell from Bellatrix's attitude towards me that Death Eaters will definitely not welcome me."

Olivia shook her head: "I'm just saying this, don't worry: if you were really a Death Eater, maybe she would treat you differently."

"That's just a hypothesis. I just want to live my life in peace." Hyacinth realized that they would soon talk about some conflict-prone issues, so she took out the sugar quill she had just bought and handed it over. One for Olivia, "Let's go to the three broomsticks, it's too cold here."

From a long time ago, Hyacinth had consciously avoided participating in discussions about "blood" or "Muggle".It's not that she doesn't have opinions of her own, but both Cornelia and Olivia have been educated to think very differently about these topics than Hyacins.In order to avoid emotional disputes, Hyacinth prefers to play the role of listener.

Olivia bit the sugar quill, worried: "Don't you think Leah worships Bellatrix too much?"

"She has admired her for a long time, and none of us can change this fact." Hyacinth began to look forward to the steaming butterbeer, "But I found that Bellatrix's attitude towards Leah didn't seem to matter that day. Hot?"

"Bella should know Leah's father. I don't know if there is a reason for that. But they chatted very well after you left that day," Olivia shrugged. Enjoy Leah's admiration for her." Hyacinth half-understood, and Olivia continued: "Some of Bella's ideas seem to be extreme, and I hope Leah will not be influenced by her."

Hyacinth's heart skipped a beat, of course she remembered what Bella had said about her.But at this moment, she suppressed the uneasiness in her heart for the time being: "I don't think it should be so. Bella is just talking casually. How can there be such a big influence."

"It's true," Olivia nodded, "and you're Leah's friend, no matter what she does, she can't get along with you."

"Yeah." They finally reached the door of the Three Broomsticks Bar. Hyacinth didn't pay attention to Olivia's words, she nodded indiscriminately, and stretched out her hand to open the door.The warm air in the room can almost melt the ice and snow in Antarctica. Hyacinth looked around and found that there was still an empty seat: "Let's go and sit down."

Meanwhile, Cornelia pushes open the door of the Hog's Head.The hood and scarf tightly covered her head and face, except for her eyes.

This was her first time stepping into this bar with a bad reputation. Cornelia's footsteps stopped at the door for a few seconds, revealing her hesitation.She cautiously surveyed the crowd in the bar before walking in.

If you want to meet a special person or say something intimate, do not choose the meeting place at the Three Broomsticks, because there are countless pairs of eyes; if you want to do something illegal or forbidden, meet The location must be chosen in the Hog's Head, because there are a lot of fish and dragons there.

The Pig's Head Bar was full of people covering their heads and faces like her. Cornelia's appearance didn't attract anyone's attention. Even the only bartender just gave her a light glance and then bent down to sort out the empty wine bottles. .She walked through a group of drinking wizards, passed a few evil banshees, avoided a group of men in black who were chatting together, and bypassed a few sleeping homeless men, and finally she stepped on the stairs , Trying to come to the second floor as silently as possible.

The silence on the second floor was completely opposite to that of the first floor. Cornelia finally had a crack in her pretended calmness. She looked nervously at the number on the door, walked all the way through the corridor, and finally found a room at the end. He stopped in front of the door.

She looked up to check the room number again, then pulled off her hood, raised her hand, took a deep breath - tuk tuk - she knocked on the door.

"Who?" Someone in the room immediately asked.

"It's me," she replied. "We agreed to meet here."

After a pause, the people in the room spoke in a strange voice, as if someone was speaking through the crack of the door: "You are late."

"I know, something was delayed." Cornelia took a step back, took off the scarf, and completely exposed herself to the sight of the cat's eyes. "I'm sorry, but it took me some time to send people away." Her heart was pounding, and Cornelia waited silently for the other party's response.

There was silence at the door, as if the people inside were pondering the credibility of her words.

"Of course I believe you. You've done a good job." After a while, the voice became normal, and it could be heard that it was a female voice that had deliberately changed its key, "Come in."

The door lock clicked open, and Cornelia glanced back at the empty corridor. There was no one, not even a mouse.

She swallowed, and turned the peeling doorknob.

The first thing she saw was an old armchair by the window, and then Cornelia saw the man in black standing by the window—Bellatrix turned around slowly and looked at Cornelia Ya, with a satisfied smile on the corner of her mouth:

"Please sit down."

Cornelia sat down excitedly in the other armchair.Bella sat down in the chair, raised her legs and looked at her proudly: "You want to see me so hard, why?"

"I have a question for you." Cornelia put away her other thoughts and frowned slightly. "I know that witches of the genus are unforgivable, but why do you also look down on Squibs?"

Bellatrix sneered, she knew why Cornelia asked that question, but Bella would not expose it: "Aren't Squibs worthy of our contempt? They are even so incompetent that they discard their magical abilities. In other words, If it weren't for the presence of Squibs, how could the Squib Wizard steal magic power?"

"You mean that the bastard wizard stole the magic power that belonged to the Squib?"

"I mean, Mudbloods are thieves, and Squibs are trash," Bella said simply, "One steals magic, one doesn't keep it. Let me be more straightforward, girl ——Squibs are born like Muggles, and their wizard blood has nothing to show in them. They should be excluded from the ranks of wizards, and should even be included in the category of blood cleansing, because they also polluted their own blood. This is not the same as pure Blood Traitor is no different."

Cornelia fell silent for a brief moment, and Bellatrix took in all of her reactions.The corners of her mouth curved, but quickly disappeared.

"Of course, Squibs aren't so unforgivable." Bella decided not to push Cornelia too fast, and she coaxed, "If Squibs don't live like Muggles, maybe they're not so sinful." pardon."

Cornelia's eyes twinkled. "So, offspring of Squibs and wizards or Squibs and Muggles—"

"The latter deserves to be wiped from the world. As for the former... First, it depends on their magical ability; second, it depends on whether they are more inclined to Muggle society or the wizarding world." Bellatrix Almost applauds himself for his ingenuity.Cornelia bit her lip tightly:

"But... how can I judge which side they prefer?"

"Of course you will know, little girl." Bella smiled, "But the key is whether they are on the same front as us..."

When Hyacins and Olivia's butterbeer had run out, Cornelia burst in like a gust of wind.

"You're late." Olivia showed her the almost empty wine glass.

"Then have another drink, please." Cornelia seemed to be in a good mood, "What do you want to drink?"

"Come on, I'm feeling a little hot."

"Me too," Hyacinth agreed.

"Then each person has a glass of juice without ice." She turned around briskly and walked towards the bar.

"Leah's mood seems to have suddenly improved." Olivia said honestly.

"That's just right." Hyacinth drank the last sip of butterbeer, "Isn't she also happy that we want to see?"

"That makes sense." Olivia's eyes suddenly lit up, "Isn't that Lily Evans?" She motioned Hyacinth to look to the right, and Lily's flaming long hair stood out from the crowd. , Olivia couldn't help sighing, "Although she is a Gryffindor witch, I admit that she is really beautiful."

"And she's very smart, Slughorn likes her!" Hyacinth teased sourly, "It's not easy to win Slughorn's favor." Did she Will forget how Slughorn treated her earlier in Professor McGonagall's office.

"Who cares about Slughorn, he just loves to cling to the powerful." Olivia smiled knowingly, "Next to Evans are Mary Macdonald and Marlene McKinnon— I personally don't like her very much."

"why?"

Olivia shrugged: "She is the kind of person who easily makes people feel... uncomfortable. We took the protection of magical animals together class, and she especially liked to teach me in the tone of talking to children, as if I I don’t understand the same thing. She’s always staring at Leigu—”

"Okay, the latter is the key point." Hyacinth interrupted her, "I just told you three words not to leave Lei Gu..."

"Hyase!" Olivia shouted, her eyes rolled around and fixed on a girl who just came in, "Look, that's Tracy Davis!"

Tracy Davis is recognized as the beauty of all Hogwarts students, and she attracted the attention of the whole bar as soon as she walked in.But Hyacinth will never give up any opportunity to tease Olivia easily: "Forget about Tracy Davis, you should tell about you and Regu, when is he going to come and talk to you?" Confession?"

"Look, even the girls are looking at her." Olivia refused to answer, but her ears were completely red, "The one next to her is Zabini, her boyfriend. Although everyone says Zabi Ni spent a long time chasing her, but I think it was worth it."

"'Next to her was Regulus, her boyfriend. Although everyone said that Regulus spent a long time chasing her, I think it was worth it.' Livia's tone, "Believe it or not, some people will say that when we're in seventh grade."

"Hyatings," Olivia decided to use her trump card, "who was lying on the windowpane and staring at Sirius the day we went back to school?"

Hyacinth was not afraid: "Who is staring at Regulus and his parents again? Speaking of which, I think Mrs. Black likes you very much, and there should be no conflicts in getting along with you in the future—"

This time Olivia called her by first name: "Hyacings White!"

"What's the matter?" Cornelia came back from the bar, "Hyase, are you bullying Ollie again?"

"I don't have it!" Hyacinth quickly argued, "I'm just curious why Lei Gu hasn't confessed to Oli yet. What I mean is, although their relationship is no different from that of boyfriend and girlfriend, they are still It's missing a little... You know, the sense of ritual."

"Leah, look at her!"

"Don't worry about Oli." Cornelia handed them each a glass of butterbeer. "They are already an old couple, and Lei Gu will directly propose to Oli."

Hyacinth laughed out loud, and Olivia choked, coughing and saying, "Hyence, you—"

"The scenery by the lake is very nice." Hyacinth winked at Olivia and said meaningfully.Olivia's words suddenly fell silent. In order to hide the blush on her face, she took a few sips from the wine glass.Cornelia looked suspiciously between the two of them:

"What nonsense are you playing?"

"Secret, secret," said Hyacinth. "If you want to know the answer to the riddle, take more walks by the Black Lake, Leah."

At this time, the door of the Three Broomsticks was pushed open again, and four boys came in in groups.Unsurprisingly, the arrival of the predators caused another commotion, and Olivia realized that her chance for revenge had come: "Hyase, look, it's—"

But Hyacinth interrupted her lightly: "Don't get excited, Ollie, that's not Regulus. You've got the wrong person again."

Cornelia smiled slightly, Bella's words ringing in her ears.

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Note:

1. The prologue is adapted from a sonnet by Shakespeare.

2. Tracy Davis: This is clearly a reference to Blaise Zabini's beautiful and legendary mom.

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