HP Midnight Light

"Ann, I have a question for you."

Hyacinth looked at the gray moon outside the window, unable to fall asleep for a long time.Ann next door was also tossing and turning and couldn't sleep well, so she simply yelled softly.

"What?" Ann turned over at once.

"Do you think it is possible for a story like "Cinderella" to happen in reality?"

Ann was silent for a while: "I don't know..."

"For example—" Hyacinth thought for a while, "is it possible for Prince Charles to marry a commoner girl? Like us?"

"That's definitely impossible!" Ann said immediately, "The poor girls in the orphanage don't even have a chance to get in touch with the prince. And Cinderella is a down-and-out noble girl!"

"Oh..." Hyacinth didn't know why, but blinked her eyes in disappointment.No matter how you count the White family, it has nothing to do with "nobility".

"Why did you ask that suddenly?" An asked with great interest, "Of course, you and I are definitely different. If you can go to that kind of school, it means that you are the same kind of person as those young masters—— "

"It's nothing, I just thought of it all of a sudden." Hyacinth hurriedly denied.

"However, I actually have someone I really like." Ann suddenly whispered, "It's the boy who delivers letters every day, William."

An image of a young man with a shoulder bag and a postman's cap came to Hyacinth's mind. Ann was in charge of the orphanage's mail work, and naturally had many opportunities with that boy.But... "Aren't you planning to go to college?" Hyacinth asked in a low voice.

Ann sighed in the dark night: "But, Hyacinth, university is really just a dream too far away for me."

"Even Mrs. Barmer said this is a life-changing opportunity for you."

"Opportunity is just a probability event." An laughed at herself. "How can I afford it? In comparison, the ordinary family life is more reliable."

Hyacinth, who is also facing a financial crisis, remained silent with sympathy.

After a while, Ann continued: "Although William is very ordinary and ordinary, but... maybe he is suitable for someone like me. Although I really want to go to college and live a better life, But I can't help but consider the reality. Moreover, opportunities are not distributed equally to everyone, look at those young masters and ladies living in rich areas, they are born with wealth and status that we will never get in our lifetime—" Said Excited, she suddenly coughed violently.Hyacinth jumped out of bed and turned on the light. Ann's face was flushed and her back was arched into a dangerous arc.

"Didn't the doctor say that your illness is cured?" Hyacinth helped Ann pour a glass of water in a panic.

"Medicine..." An squeezed out a word between her teeth, she gasped for breath, and her lungs made terrible noises.

Hyacinth poured a medicine from the medicine bottle on the bedside. She squeezed Ann's chin and forced her to open her mouth. Ann trembled violently, as if she was about to suffocate.Hyacinth hurriedly swallowed the medicine with water, and shouted loudly, "Come on! Administrator! Mrs. Barmer! Miss Smith needs a doctor!"

"Miss White—" the administrator on this floor heard her shout and hurried over.Ann quickly recovered after taking the medicine. She was still breathing in the air with her mouth wide open like a dehydrated fish, but at least the terrible symptoms just now did not reappear.

"Have you helped Miss Smith take her medicine?"

Hyacinth quickly got up and asked the administrator to check on Ann's situation: "Yes."

"Please help Miss Smith to drink some more water." The administrator quickly finished checking, "I will inform Mrs. Barmer that Miss Smith is not in danger for the time being."

Hyacinth poured a glass of water, sat beside Ann's bed and helped her up to drink slowly.

"What's wrong with you?" Hyacinth asked softly, "You were not so sick when I left last year."

Although Ann has always been prone to illness, she has never been in such a dire situation.

"Asthma. The doctor said it was acquired." Ann replied hoarsely, and she shook Hyacinth's hand weakly, "It's nothing, just pay attention to it. I was careless just now, I shouldn't be emotional. Exciting."

"It's my fault," said Hyacinth apologetically, "if I hadn't brought up that subject..."

At this moment Mrs. Balmer came back with the administrator, and Hyacinth got up restlessly.The administrator fetched a towel to wipe off Ann's sweat, while Mrs. Barmer looked at Hyacinth: "Miss White?"

She had to repeat their previous conversation.After finishing speaking, she looked at Mrs. Barmer anxiously, but the other party didn't mean to blame her: "Miss Smith, you shouldn't put so much pressure on yourself. The doctor said you shouldn't keep everything in your heart. "

"Mrs. Ballmer..."

"If you minimize your hopes before making a decision, how can you face the choice with confidence." Mrs. Barmer interrupted Ann slightly, "Now you You need to take a good rest, and when your condition improves, we need to talk carefully about the college entrance examination.” She noticed Hyacinth on the side, “Although you started the topic, you don’t know about Miss Smith’s situation. , so it's not your fault, Miss White. I've been negligent." She waved at Hyacinth, "Miss Smith needs a good rest tonight, so you don't mind going to another room to make do with it?"

"Miss White can go to my room, Mrs. Barmer, and I will be here with Miss Smith tonight." The administrator was helping Ann to change into new clothes, and she smiled gently at Hyacinth, " Don't worry, Miss Smith will be all right."

"The doctor will be back tomorrow morning. You all need sleep now." Mrs. Barmer walked out the door. "Come with me, Miss White."

"Good night." Hyacinth waved to Ann, and followed Mrs. Barmer out of the room.

"Poor Miss Smith, she doesn't like to talk to others, and the doctor said it's not good." Mrs. Barmer couldn't help complaining, "In this way, I really don't know how to encourage her to go to college. , or persuade her to give up."

"Ann is worried that she won't be able to pay for college," Hyacins said. "You know...she doesn't have a penny in savings."

Mrs. Barmer froze for a moment, then shook her head: "There is no such thing as a bad situation. In a situation like Miss Smith, if she is good enough, I believe there will be many schools willing to reduce her tuition. As for finding private sponsors or funds It's not out of the question that it will help... Miss Smith just likes to think things too badly, if I ask you."

Hyacinth couldn't help asking: "Mrs. Ballmer, is Ann's illness serious?"

"Asthma is tricky, but it's not terminal." Mrs. Barmer didn't take it seriously. "I'm an optimist. On the bright side, if Miss Smith is willing to take it easy and relax, asthma may be gone in another 100 years." Will relapse." She pushed open the door of the administrator's duty room, "Good night, Miss White."

The administrator's bed must be much more comfortable than Hyacinth's camp bed. Although it is not as comfortable as Hogwarts, it is still enough for Hyacinth to oversleep.She was woken the next day by Mrs. Barmer.

"Wake up, Miss White, why are you still asleep?" Mrs. Barmer came in and woke her up. "Your boyfriend is here, waiting for you downstairs."

Hyacinth almost rolled down in fright: "Ms. Barmer?"

"It's the young man who sent you back that day." Mrs. Bammer urged, "Although he looks like a young rocker who is not doing his job, he is very good-looking and polite."

"He's not," Hyacinth argued, rubbing her eyes and crawling off the bed.Mrs. Barmer went back and added: "The doctor has come. Miss Smith is safe and well, but needs to rest."

But conscience told Hyacinth that it was a bad thing to make people wait for a long time in summer.She packed herself as quickly as possible, and when she went downstairs, she was threatened by Mrs. Barmer: "If you come back late, Miss White, I promise you will move to the attic next summer. And you are not allowed to step out of the door." Half a step."

There is neither air conditioner nor electric fan in the attic of the orphanage, only a window so small that it can be ignored.This was indeed a powerful threat, and Hyacinth couldn't help shivering.

However, when she saw Sirius, Hyacinth still couldn't help smiling happily—she strongly suspected that Margaret's words had interfered with her reason—and she also found that Sirius could be very good. He mastered wizard robes and Muggle costumes, at least now that the T-shirt on his body can only be worn by others, it can only show the effect of youth in society, but Sirius looks even more unruly under the background of the clothes.Even the way he whistles is more casual—

Hyacinth wiped her face with her hand, it's really hot today.

No, Eve would also taste the forbidden fruit, and Lot's wife couldn't help but look back.It is human nature to appreciate beautiful things, and it is also a respect for beauty.

Hyacinth felt that her train of thought was very correct.She is not a saint or a nun, looking at Sirius more will help improve her aesthetic taste, and on the other hand, it can also bring a good mood.It's a healthy thing to do.Thinking of this, Hyacinth greeted Sirius with satisfaction, justifiably, and enthusiasm: "Hey, Sirius, why didn't you tell me in advance if you were coming?"

"I have no way to tell you in advance." Sirius pushed the messy hair on his forehead, "You are not busy today."

"Not too busy." Hyacinth shook her head, "Have you modified the motorcycle?" She noticed that his motorcycle seemed to have been repainted, and some parts seemed to have been replaced, and on the body, there were Written with a big S in red paint.

Sirius motioned her over to look at the dashboard: "Yes, this is just the first modification. What do you think?"

"Not bad, with obvious traces of magic." Hyacinth pointed to the details on the motorcycle, which were replaced with brass texture.The cushion is obviously dragon skin.

"It's just replaced with a more durable material. Mr. Potter also helped me modify the engine, and now its speed can reach a level that satisfies me." Sirius couldn't help laughing when he saw the sudden change in Hyacinth's expression. Laughing, "I also plan to install some more cool buttons on it... Well, the details are still being discussed with James."

"Mr. Potter? James? You're not moving into his house, are you?"

"Exactly. I really can't refuse James's gracious invitation over and over again, not to mention that the environment of the Muggle hotel I stayed in is not good at all." Sirius complained, "Poor sound insulation, cockroaches and rats. All in all, I have taken James for a walk in London a few days ago, and today I would like to ask you if you would like to come with me for a final drive before school starts."

"You know, I've never been a fan of speeding—"

"Alright then," Sirius put on his helmet, "maybe I can ask Amanda if she would like to accept my invitation."

"Amanda?"

"Yes, she works in a dance hall." Sirius wrenched his fingers, "If not, I can also ask Linda, she is a barmaid. Or Louise, she is a Spanish girl..."

"Then goodbye." Hyacinth was suddenly very angry, and she took a step back angrily, "I just remembered that I still have things to do, I wish you and Amanda Linda Louise have a good time!"

"Hey, little girl," Sirius caught her quickly, "Of course I'm joking."

"That's not true." Hyacinth blinked and whispered.

"Merlin, you don't think it's necessary for me to go to that kind of place to have fun, do you?" Sirius almost laughed, "Where I go, girls don't take the initiative to post it—"

"Goodbye!" Hyacinth shook off his hand and ran up the stairs without looking back.However, before she opened the door, Mrs. Bammer came out from inside:

"Miss White, I noticed that you have been dawdling at the door for a long time. It's not good to be so noisy."

"Mrs. Ballmer," Hyacinth grabbed the sleeve of the female executive and pointed to Sirius, "he is the one I told you about!"

"Which one?"

"The one who likes his friend," said Hyacinth in her thin voice. "He ran away penniless, and now he's trying to blackmail me." The effect of the words was immediate, Ballmer Mrs. Hall looked at Sirius suddenly not so friendly, she reprimanded angrily:

"Don't make trouble, boy! If you do this again, I will call the police."

"Ma'am!" Sirius was startled when he didn't understand, "I just want to take Hyacinth out for a ride out of good intentions."

"No, that's not the case, Mrs. Barmer." Hyacinth looked at the female supervisor with tears in her eyes, "This man has already blackmailed me once last time, and he spent all his money in the red-light district." She choked up at the right moment, "He had three girlfriends at the same time: the dancer Amanda, the barmaid Linda, and the Spanish girl Louise."

"Didn't you say he doesn't like girls, Miss White?" Mrs. Barmer raised her voice in shock, and Sirius immediately retorted:

"It's a false accusation! Ma'am, everyone knows that I was the most honest and good boy in school."

Hyacinth choked: "He...he has a bit of an abnormal hobby for girls."

"That's slander! I've never offended any lady—and man." Sirius looked eagerly at Mrs. Barmer. "Don't you think I look like that?"

——Hyesines read a popular science article in a Muggle newspaper many years ago, saying that patients with antisocial personality disorder are usually good at using their charm to achieve their goals.

"Don't trust him, Mrs. Palmer, he's a real liar!"

"Miss White," said Mrs. Barmer with a dark face, "you shouldn't treat a gentleman like this." Then, without hesitation, she closed the door of the orphanage in front of Hyacinth.

Hyacinth stared dumbfounded at the closed gate, unable to believe Mrs. Bammer's defection.They had known each other for four years, but they were no match for Sirius' three words.

"Your slander against me is wonderful, almost reaching the level of the chief member of the Wizengamot." Sirius jumped off the motorcycle and walked up the stairs, "Little girl, I didn't expect you to be so good at talking."

"I didn't expect you to be this kind of person." Hyacinth retorted, and she choked again.After all, she is not accomplished enough, and she has not yet reached the level of ease and perfection that Cornelia or Margaret have.But Hyacinth didn't understand why the tears couldn't stop.

"I'm with James every day, why do I go to the red-light district? Or do you think I've become so prodigal?" Sirius wiped away Hyacinth's tears with his fingers without warning, "Those names I said it offhand, inspired by the names in the trophy room - James and I have wiped trophies at least a thousand times, and I know every name by heart."

Hyacinth was intimidated by Sirius' behavior, and it took a long time for her to question unresponsively: "You lied."

"I do not have."

"You lied to me just now." Hyacinth accused.

"You slandered me just now—that I have a crush on James, blackmail you, visit the red-light district, and like to lie." Sirius countered, "Which one is true? I can definitely sue you at the Ministry of Magic."

"Just go," said Hyacins, "and I'll tell the judge that you follow me every day."

Sirius gasped: "This is too much."

"Anyway, I'm going back to do my business. You can go out for a walk with whoever you like." Hyacinth turned around and wanted to push the door of the orphanage, but Sirius suddenly took her hand Print a 100% real kiss on the back of the hand: "I'm so sorry, miss, please forgive me."

For the first time, Hyacinth believed in the existence of wandless magic in the world, and she felt as if she had been petrified.Damn, no one should know about this, or Sirius' crazy admirers will bury her alive in the Forbidden Forest.

"You—" Someone poured cement into Hyacinth's brain.

"Come on, miss," Sirius shook her hand, "don't you want to see the Thames?"

Hyacinth stared at her blankly.

"What? You're not that surprised, are you?" Sirius looked extremely indifferent, "That's called a hand kiss, do you understand? Or do you mean you haven't even watched a Muggle movie?"

"Of course I have." Hyacinth squeezed out a few words.But how could this be Sirius?Will Sirius take the initiative to kiss the back of the girl's hand?

"Don't tell me I'm the first person to do this? God, there are fewer and fewer polite people in this world." Sirius sighed, "Aren't you here yet? Or do you think I did it?" Not in place, you want a real kiss?"

Hyacinth jumped up as if getting an electric shock: "No no no——"

Sirius looked at her disappointedly: "I don't know that you despise me so much, do you think I'm so dirty in your eyes? That's right, after all, I'm a rebellious son of the family, and even house elves can look down on me. Like you A man with a holy soul must think that I—”

Goosebumps popped up on Hyacinth's arms as she scooped up a Best Actor nominee after the BAFTA for Best Actress.She shook her head again and again: "You are very good, you are very good, you can't be better, you are so perfect - it's all my fault, my fault, I have religious beliefs... er... Muggle religious beliefs... I am neither masculine nor feminine color...or you will die...yes, you will die." She repeated.

Sirius looked at her with a strange look for a long time: "Are you still alive?"

Hyacinth looked at him suspiciously.

"You live with two girls, and you will bump into other people in the crowded corridors every now and then," he said slowly, "I touched your hands and face just now, so it stands to reason that you should no longer be alive That's right."

Hyacinth almost held back her breath first, she took a deep breath, cheered up Sirius and grinned: "My soul has long since died, but my body is still alive."

She was content to see Sirius' contorted expression.

"Okay, stop making trouble," he sighed and shook his head. "Come on, let's go to the Thames."

After dawdling awkwardly for a while, Hyacinth followed obediently. Sirius handed her his helmet, and she waved her hand to indicate that she didn't need it.

"You'd better wear it, little girl." Sirius helped her put it on himself in a soft voice, and adjusted the strap, "This motorcycle can travel faster than a Muggle racing car."

Hyacinth tightened the straps a little. "I'm not a little girl!"

"I've made you mad enough to forget your gender?"

"I'm 15!"

"I'm 17." Sirius glanced at her nonchalantly, "I'm an adult, you're not. So, little girl, get in the car."

"You won't really increase the speed to that high, will you?" Hyacinth confirmed for the last time.

"Well... I will. I was going to say you can hold me if you need, but considering your 'religion'," Sirius glanced at her in the rearview mirror, "hold on to the cushions, little girl."

Accompanied by Hyacinth's scream, the motorcycle transformed by three wizards started at a terrifying speed.

"It's nice to be young," Mrs. Barmer said after sitting at the front desk, "and still enjoy the speed and passion."

"Closing your eyes will only make you more scared." Sirius yelled against the wind, "Really, I'm not kidding you! Besides, please don't scream, the Muggles are probably suspecting that I'm a kidnapper. "He said helplessly.

Hyacinth dared to open her eyes a little, and she was immediately blown out of tears by the strong wind.At the same moment, the motorcycle made a sharp turn with a more terrifying arc, causing screams from innocent passers-by.Hyacinth narrowed her eyes and found that Sirius was walking along the riverside avenue. The weather was clear today, and she could even faintly see the Tower Bridge and the Houses of Parliament.

"Doesn't it look much better this way?"

"Yeah." Hyacinth grunted reluctantly in reply, driving at an unusually high speed not only caused screams, but also caused a rush of adrenaline.

"Let me teach you a more exciting way - an exclusive secret -" Sirius said loudly, "let go, stand up, and then you will feel that you have the whole world."

"No! I don't want to be thrown to my death by the side of the road!" Hyacinth refused.

"You have to have some confidence in me, my driving skills are very reliable." At this time there were not many pedestrians and vehicles on the riverside avenue, Sirius slowed down and encouraged, "Really, that feeling doesn't even have a broomstick." A way to bring it." He said, he let go of one hand and handed it to Hyacinth, "Do you need some help?"

"Don't let go." Hyacinth noticed that there was a pedal on each side of the motorcycle, which was probably specially designed for this kind of thrill-seeking activity. She grabbed Sirius' hand tightly and warned, "Otherwise I will struggle You got out of the car too."

"I'm so scared, I'm shaking with fear." Sirius said sarcastically, but he still promised, "Never let go."

Hyacinth took a deep breath, stepped on the pedal and tried to stand up.When she held Sirius' hand tremblingly and stood still, she found that she could see farther. This feeling was different from that of a broomstick. The feet can still step on a fixed object steadily.

"Would you like to raise it a bit?" Sirius asked loudly.

Hyacinth pushed back the hair that blocked her view: "Yes."

Sirius pressed a button on the dashboard, and Hyacinth felt the pedal lift under her feet.At the same time, she saw a scene that she had never seen in her life, and perhaps she would never have the opportunity to see in the future: the ship was drifting backwards at an extremely fast speed on the river, the sunlight made the water reflect light like a mirror; pedestrians on the road—embracing each other Strolling lovers, jumping children, and old people snuggled up on benches flashed before her eyes one by one like a kaleidoscope.

"I feel like I'm going to fly, that's great, can you speed up?" Hyacinth giggled, "I can still see the fish in the water! Sirius!"

"No, look up at the sky." Under the guidance of Sirius, Hyacinth looked up at the sky. The dazzling sunlight made some tears flow from the corners of her eyes, but after she got used to the dazzling light, she clearly saw the hovering Flock of birds on the river.It turned out that what she saw was not swimming fish, but flying birds refracted by the water light.

"Do you know the spell?" screamed Hyacins. "Flocks of birds?"

"God, little girl, you can't say the name of the spell so loudly." Sirius replied with a laugh, "Okay, come down, I see Muggle police ahead."

Hyacinth sat down on the seat reluctantly, when Sirius suddenly said: "You don't have any 'religion' at all, do you?"

"What?" Hyacinth had forgotten what she said earlier.

"What a liar girl."

Hyacinth reacted, her face flushed: "No, I didn't!"

"You have," Sirius retorted, "there's no way a Muggle religion can have that kind of weird rule."

"That just means you haven't read enough," said Hyacinth reasonably. "Only the groom can kiss the bride."

"Oh——" Sirius stretched the ending, "Only the groom can kiss the bride."

The author has something to say:

Note:

1. Asthma: There are indeed psychological factors in the triggers of asthma, but the medical aspects cannot withstand further investigation

2. Lot's wife: She looked back on the way to flee because she didn't listen to the angel's advice, and then she was turned into a pillar of salt

3、巫师应该是17岁成年，18岁毕业。所以西里斯很可能是晚上学一年（考虑到他生于59年11月）。

4. Christ/Christianity prohibits pre-marital/sex/behavior/behavior, but there are no such detailed regulations... Who knows if kissing counts...

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