HP Midnight Light

Please don't condemn me like this:

I appear too indifferent and miserable before your eyes;

But you and I should have gone the other way,

Not even basking in the same bright sun.

You look at me without doubt,

Like looking at a bee trapped in amber—

Regret locks me in a heaven-sent relationship,

It is impossible to flap your wings and escape,

Even if I try my best, I will inevitably fail.

Yet I look at you, look at you:

Watching love, and love's end,

I also heard the vast loneliness on the other side of the memory!

As you look down from heaven,

I saw the rolling waves merge into the sea of ​​bitterness.

—— Epilogue

"I thought you guys would be upset because of her return, but it seems I'm overthinking it?" Signus called Cornelia and Regulus alone after another meeting.

"There are too many things for us to worry about, who cares about that Hyacinth." Cornelia said with a frosty face, "You have also noticed that she has completely devoted herself to Gryffindor after she came back this time." But who knows how long she can count on them? The day they go their separate ways, she will either come and beg our forgiveness, or fight alone."

Signus smiled: "You think too well. As far as I know, although the Gryffindor side has some objections to her joining, the predators don't know what to do, and now the voice of opposition It's getting lower by the day. Don't you think such an unhindered defection is detrimental to the dignity and safety of the Slytherins?"

"Slytherin's dignity does not need to be maintained by her, and she can't threaten us. You seem to take Hyacinth too seriously, Signus. Slytherin is enough with us. Not to mention her so-called Isn't Sirius Black the protector of the Dark Lord?" Cornelia didn't care, "In the face of the Dark Lord's great cause, what is a White and a Black?"

Signus maintained a smirk, his eyes fixed on the first chair to his left like ice.Edmund Parkinson has been absent from their rallies again and again. Signus is very clear that with his cunning character, he will never be willing to stand in line easily, but at present he urgently needs to recruit troops...

"Hyase is really not that important, Signus. I think we must pay attention to that Bosworth Legion." Regulus said tentatively, "The marauders responded and summoned almost all the three colleges. The best of the best. Their strength cannot be underestimated."

"Obviously, the main purpose of this legion is to deal with us." Signus glanced at Cornelia coldly, "But we also have advantages. The predators will graduate this year, and the Bosworth Legion is likely to fall into a leaderless situation." status. At that time, we will ask Cornelia to prove our strength to them."

"Of course, those third and fourth graders have mastered the spells very well. I have no doubt that they have the ability to start practicing the Death Curse." Cornelia retorted, "The Dark Lord will see us in Hoag Outstanding achievement by Wattsley."

"But, Signus—what if the Bosworth Legion wants to train future members of the Order of the Phoenix?" Regulus stopped Cornelia again, and he looked at glanced at her.

"Ha! Regu, aren't we cultivating future Death Eaters? And just now Cornelia said that she will eradicate the Bosworth Legion for the Death Eaters. What's more, the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix are now We are retreating steadily, and I am afraid that we will not be able to persist in the day when we can compete with us." Signus grabbed the cloak on the side and strode out the door, "They want to stop the giant wheel of the times with their arms, but that is impossible!"

"Why didn't you let me go on?" Cornelia stared at the closed door. "Signus was just afraid that I would threaten his position. He's so stupid—my father is A Vin Rozier, there is no doubt that the Dark Lord will rely more on me. This is why he wants to win over Parkinson and Snape, right? One promises a woman, the other promises power. He even does not hesitate to use his own marriage To increase the chips."

Regulus' eyelashes flickered.

Cornelia sneered, and continued: "The Predators are graduating this year. This is probably the reason why Signus has been restless these days. He is afraid that he will not be able to handle them well." She looked back with eager eyes Looking at Regulus, "Then let him worry. We're going to start at Hogwarts and show the Dark Lord who is his real 'heir'."

"But you shouldn't provoke him, Leah," Regulus reminded, "Don't forget that Signus joined the Death Eaters a year before us—"

"Ah, Rhaegu, you worry too much! You are as worried as my father about my being too high-profile." Cornelia interrupted him with a laugh, "but the Dark Lord has seen me alone a few times, and he knows very well How useful I am to the Death Eaters, why should I crouch before a mere Signus when this is the case."

Sirius asked Hyacinth to meet at the library, saying it was to make up for her late Christmas presents.

"What is this?" Hyacinth weighed the heavy box in her hand, "Could it be a bunch of books on Transfiguration and Charms?"

"I'm not moon-faced, Hyacinth." Sirius defended himself, "I've always been very good at picking presents, you just need to open them and have a look."

"Wow!" Hyacinth screamed a little. The box in front of her eyes contained a set of sketching tools that students of the Muggle Academy of Art liked very much. So she coveted them for a long time.

"Like it?" Sirius asked.

"You don't need to ask! I've been thinking about it for several years! It's like someone gave you a Nimbus 1001." Hyacinth couldn't put it down, and looked at it several times before raising her head, "I give you Do you still have that portrait of yours?"

"Of course." Sirius said in a matter-of-fact tone, "I posted it in my bedroom at James' house—don't look at me like that, I'm so handsome, I wish I could The first thing I see when I wake up every day is myself.”

Hyacinth couldn't help laughing: "Really?"

"Although most of the time when I opened my eyes, I saw James' unsightly face." Sirius spread his hands innocently, "Why do you ask? Are you even taking that painting back now?"

"Hey, I just think that painting can't truly reflect my painting level." Hyacinth suggested casually, "So if I have time, I'll help you repaint it, so as not to ruin my life English name." Of course, Sirius clearly saw the tips of her red ears:

"Basically, you are so shy every time I see you, which makes me wonder if I recognized the wrong person in London."

Hyacinth looked up suspiciously.

Sirius rested his chin on one hand: "Let me think about it... what is the name of that bridge? Oh, Black Friars Bridge. In short, the Hyacinth who was bickering with the punk and the Hyacinth in front of me are completely different." Two different people!"

Hyacinth froze for a moment, and quickly remembered how she angered the little bastard that day... Sirius watched her face getting redder and redder with a smile, and added maliciously: "Although the distance is too far I didn't hear what you said clearly, but I still guessed most of them from the mouth shape and their expressions."

This is not good!Hyacinth jumped up blushing: "Uh... I suddenly remembered that I still have unfinished papers, so I'll go first, see you later! Thank you for your gift." She sent the paper as quickly as possible. Pack everything into the bag and run away like a rabbit.

Sirius collapsed on the chair with a silent laugh, while Remus came from the opposite direction without knowing what was going on: "What's the matter? Didn't you agree that I would teach her Transfiguration today?" He was full of doubts Staring at Sirius intently, "Did you say something you shouldn't have said to drive him away?"

"Why do you all come to doubt me? Do I look like the kind of person who can't speak?"

Remus looked at him seriously: "Everyone has two sides, the side you show when you get along with us can't be used as a reference for the side you talk to Hyacinth."

"Lemmy, you're so annoying."

Dead wood cannot be carved.Remus stopped talking to Sirius, but spread out his book and began to write his thesis diligently.Sirius stared blankly for a while, read a few more pages, and finally asked tentatively, "How is your mother?"

"It's not bad. She and my dad were on vacation in the Czech Republic recently." Remus said in a calm tone, "Actually, I'm not too sad. This is a decision made by our family. Instead of letting her be imprisoned in a Muggle hospital, Why not take her to see the outside world while she is still active."

"Maybe you should spend more time with her after graduation."

"I'm going to take her to Australia for the summer, she's always wanted to go there. But then I have to come back and fight alongside you, and my mother wants me to do that." Remus stopped writing, "By the way, I I think you should have chased it out just now."

"What?" Sirius sat up straight.

Remus sighed deeply and closed the book, "Padfoot, you're so stupid."

"When will you start laughing at me about relationships?"

"When a girl runs away, she's either angry or shy." Remus taught earnestly, "In this case, you must go after her. If you're brave enough, go after her." Go up and give a kiss, congratulations, you'll have a girlfriend or a slap in the face; if you're not brave enough, go up and apologize, make a wisecrack, either make someone laugh, or get a slap in the face' Get out'. Of course, for you, I think you belong to the third party situation - you are at a loss before catching up, so you have to follow people all the way like a stray dog. Normally, you are bound to be unable to catch up with people. "

"Can you write your thesis properly," Sirius said angrily, "Where did you learn all these things?"

"If you have a normal IQ, you can think of it too." Remus retorted lightly.

Sirius spent almost half the afternoon wandering around Hogwarts Castle, but there seemed to be no sign of Hyacinth anywhere.He even waited for a long time outside the Slytherin lounge regardless of Cornelia Rozier's eyes, and finally got only a reply of "she's not in the dormitory".

However, when he returned to the library in despair, he met Remus' incredulous gaze: "Where did you go?"

"I went after Hyacinth as you ordered." Sirius replied angrily.

Remus was holding up the parchment to let the ink on it dry. Hearing this, he raised his head in surprise: "Isn't Hyacinth right there?" He motioned Sirius to look to the other corner of the library, "Just now she came over and asked me a few questions about Transfiguration."

Sirius took a closer look, and then asked angrily, "Didn't you tell me to go out and chase her!"

"But didn't you see that she was going that way?" Remus dropped the parchment in his hand, "Padfoot, why are you so stupid!"

"Moonface said you were doing transfiguration homework." Sirius came over cheekily to start a conversation after looking around for a while, "If you have any questions, please ask me. Although I caused a lot of trouble for Mag, she still treats me so The reason for my pleasant appearance is that I am good at transfiguration."

Hyacinth sighed, and pushed the paper aside: "Professor McGonagall made an exception for me to enter the advanced class, but it's too difficult!" She tapped on the book, looking very melancholy, "She said that if I If you don't get an E in the semester, you can't stay in the improvement class."

"This kind of thing can't be forced, and Transfiguration is so difficult." Sirius stretched out his hand, "Let me help you see what can be changed?"

But Hyacinth noticed the unhealed scar on his wrist: "What's going on?"

Sirius quickly pulled his sleeves to cover it: "It's all James' fault. He was going to propose to Lily after graduation, but who knew this guy had to make his own engagement ring. He bought a set of weird Muggle tools , pulling us to toss about together. This is what was scalded."

Hyacinth couldn't help but laugh: "James is really...romantic."

"The bump on Peter's head, the blister on Remus' hand, and his own bandaged thumb are all thanks to his broken kit. But you mustn't tell anyone."

Hyacinth couldn't help laughing.At this time, two Ravenclaw girls walked by not far away, and turned their heads to look at them.

"Well, do people still say that about me recently?" Hyacinth couldn't help but suppress her smile and lowered her voice.

Sirius quickly turned his head back, understanding: "No, I revealed to them a little bit of the reason why you disappeared for a semester, and now they probably respect you."

"You didn't lie to me, did you?" Hyacinth asked back.

"Of course not!" Sirius replied with a serious face, "It's just that some people need some time to accept a 'rebellious Slytherin', but soon they will realize that you are brave, smart, honest and good-looking ’” he complimented in an obvious way.

"nice?"

Sirius hurriedly defended: "People who are righteous in their hearts are good-looking, but don't you see that those Death Eaters are all ugly."

"Bellatrix is ​​actually quite beautiful." Hyacinth retorted honestly.

"She is not as good-looking as I am, and the whole Black family is not as good-looking as me." Sirius suggested, "You should look at me more, it will be good for your eyesight."

Hyacinth was amused, and Sirius continued his efforts: "But to get down to business, if you want, you can help us translate something-I know you probably don't want to participate in combat training or something."

"I don't want to be a target." Hyacinth grumbled, "What is the translation?"

Sirius drew out his wand and waved it at a group of students in the distance, then lowered his voice: "It's a communication between some Death Eaters. For the sake of secrecy, they are mostly written in a mixture of various ancient runic scripts. We need to put them Translate it back and try to decipher it."

"Of course." When mentioning her major, Hyacinth's eyes lit up, and she agreed without hesitation, "When can I start?"

"I can bring some over tomorrow." Sirius pondered for a moment, "However, if you don't mind, for the sake of confidentiality, I think we'd better have a fixed time to translate, so that I can take things away in time every day, after all you Can't—" Take them back to Slytherin's place.

"Okay," Hyacinth agreed hastily, "I can do it anytime."

Sirius had already prepared: "Then every night, there are almost three hours, I think it should be enough."

"But how did you get these things?"

"Well, of course I'm trying to find a way." Sirius said vaguely, "Don't worry, it's not that I don't want to tell you, I just promised our informants to keep it secret."

Hyacinth nodded understandingly: "It's like I can't let the Slytherins know that I'm translating for you."

"It's 'us'." Sirius reminded, "You're one of us now."

There seemed to be some loopholes in this sentence, but Hyacinth nodded obediently.

"Speaking of which, you are not angry because of what I said before, are you?" Sirius carefully observed Hyacinth's expression, "The ones on the Black Friars Bridge."

"Ah—" Hyacinth looked a little uncomfortable, "No, no."

"Don't be embarrassed." Sirius brushed his hair and looked at her sideways, "You look extra... charming like that."

Hyacinth felt herself being electrocuted.

When the raiders gathered at night, Sirius triumphantly recounted today's events completely.

"I think today's harvest is pretty good." At the end, he commented on himself.

James scoffed at this: "Your only gain is that Hyacinth promised to help you paint a portrait, and secondly, you have time alone every night."

"That's already a big improvement!" Sirius retorted.

"Don't demand too much from Padfoot." Remus sighed pityingly, "I found that Sirius's series of performances in front of Hyacinth were beyond my tolerance, just like a stupid dog."

Sirius drew out his voice threateningly: "Moon face—"

"However, you may really need to pay attention to the contrast of your own image." Lily reminded kindly, "After all, you have always shown yourself a chic and unrestrained image. If the contrast is too large, everyone may have a feeling of disillusionment."

Remus interjected, "There's nothing you need to be aware of, just remember to bring your own brains."

Sirius drew out his wand smartly and pointed: "All petrified!" Remus froze while maintaining the movement of turning the pages of the book.

"But you agreed so easily to have Hyacinth translate our letters?"

"She's believable."

"Of course I know Hyacinth won't betray us," James said, "but don't you think we could actually delegate this task to someone else?" he said pointedly.

"I know we have better options, but—" Sirius explained, "First, we need to find someone who can replace us in managing Bosworth's Legion as soon as possible before graduation; second, Death Eaters and No one in Slytherin would have imagined that we would have Hyacinth take care of such an important thing; and third, I promised her to let her join us, isn't there a right place for her now?"

"That's true. Considering all aspects, Hyacinth is indeed a very good candidate." Lily agreed, and she glanced at Sirius playfully, "Of course, some of Padfoot's selfishness is at work. I didn't expect Our Bosworth Legion will actually become his weapon for chasing girls."

"You really lost your place, Padfoot." James counted the time resentfully, "It's been a few days of procrastination, why haven't you made any substantial progress?"

"I have won three hours of reading time for myself every day." Sirius retorted, "Even you and Lily can't do this, right?"

It really can't be done, because not everyone is as self-serving as you are.James thought to himself, but he still couldn't help sneering: "So, where are you going to develop before the summer vacation? We expected you to confess your love that day at St. Mungo's, but now it seems that you won't be able to do it until you graduate. We'll go to Hogsmeade together."

"I haven't settled with you, Prongs, your lines are so bad it hurts my image."

"Then think of your own lines. I don't know who sat at my desk and thought hard all afternoon, and finally only wrote one word: 'Hello'."

Peter laughed, and Remus answered, "That's right, if Sirius could think with a normal IQ, things would be much easier. The problem is that he keeps falling off the chain."

"Stop laughing at me, you don't know what 'step by step' is." Sirius opened his book, but heard the laughter of the other four:

"You don't call it step by step, Padfoot, you call it a waste of time."

"Don't ask Hyacinth to paint you a portrait, Padfoot, instead ask her to paint you a self-portrait so that you can stick it on your bedside table and look at it every day. "Remus finally caught a chance to laugh at Sirius. "After all, we all know someone who has toss and turn every day."

James said in a tone of someone who has experienced it: "After all, it is the first time in the past 20 years that my heart is pounding. Everyone needs to understand Padfoot."

"You said it as if you were so smart back then, and I don't know who would annoy Lily at least three times a day." Sirius sneered, "One time was to change seats to sit next to Lily, and the other time was to have to eat face to face with Lily , and another time to ask Lily if she would like to go out with him on a date."

Lily blushed.James yelled back triumphantly, "Now I'm successful, Padfoot, and you're on your way to failure."

"Stop arguing." Lily hurriedly smoothed things over, "The most urgent thing is to get Padfoot to settle down as soon as possible. I think we've all had enough of being free emotional counseling experts."

-February 1978, 2-

"Have you heard, Leah?" As Cornelia and Olivia approached, the three girls suddenly separated.They have almost identical smiles on their faces.

The visitor is not good.Cornelia's heart was ringing with alarm bells, but she still asked calmly, "What?"

Agnes and Betty glanced at each other, smacked their mouths together, and didn't speak.After a few seconds of stalemate like this, Cornelia raised her eyebrows impatiently. Seeing this situation, Agnes made a regretful look: "Don't you know? Your old friend Hyacinth has been to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix." Already!"

"Oh? Don't you make up such hearsay news." Cornelia responded with a smile.

"Don't you don't know, Leah!" Vera said coolly from the side.Betty and Agnes snickered at the same time, and Cornelia's heart tightened.

"You must have heard about it from my brother, right?" Olivia looked at Agnes coldly, "You are the only person who spread outdated old news as news."

"Even if it's outdated news, your friends don't seem to have heard of it." Agnes looked at Olivia provocatively.

Cornelia's face turned slightly pale, but Olivia spoke again in a blink of an eye: "I really don't know what you are talking about. You can know about this kind of thing, can't you guess the meaning of it?" The main point? Agnes, I have to sue my brother later, I can't let people like you ruin the big deal!"

Agnes' face suddenly became ugly, and Olivia gently touched Cornelia's hand under the cover of her robe.Cornelia swallowed a breath and regrouped: "Maybe this is why you — no, the three of you — have never been reused?"

"Yes, no one will rely on three brainless fools."

Edmund Parkinson came down the corridor.Seeing that it was him, Agnes and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's you, Edmund." Betty smiled, "I thought you didn't belong to us anymore."

"Is there no place for me at the long table?" Edmund smiled gently, "I'm really busy recently, but I will return as soon as possible. After all, I found that you seem to have started to make the atmosphere of Slytherin dirty. gone."

Although he and Signus seem to be less intimate than they used to be, Jack is still there.The three girls were quite afraid of the unpredictable Parkinson, seeing that he stood on Cornelia's side without hesitation, after weighing the pros and cons, they quickly found an excuse and left in despair.

"Thank you," Cornelia said curtly.But Edmund stopped her from leaving:

"Let's make a deal."

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Note:

1. The preface is adapted from Mrs. Browning's sonnet collection No.15.

2、光轮1001：光轮公司1967年成立，同年推出光轮1000；哈利入学（1991）那年推出光轮2000。24年间共推出三款扫帚（1001、1500和1700），算下来1978年应该再用1001。

3. The following article will explain how the looters got the letters.

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