[HP] Companion

I must be crazy to think of night tours.

This is nothing more than a decision made after listening to Bill's rhetoric. It is said that every student in Hogwarts has violated the school rules so many times, and every student will come to so many night excursions.

When I was in the first grade, I found several secret passages in Hogwarts in my spare time. After planning for a few days, I confirmed that they could help me get rid of the professor who was watching the night, and then I took the first step of the night tour. .

In fact, I didn't have any purpose for this exciting adventure, I just thought "Since other students are doing it, I'll try it too".But I did encounter some interesting things, such as a secret passage that allows you to slide directly from the seventh floor to the first floor, and a secret door that leads directly to the observatory from the kitchen.

Around two o'clock in the morning, I decided to go to the restricted|restricted section of the library.

The Forbidden Forest and the Forbidden|Book Area are the places that attract me the most, but I heard that some creatures in the Forbidden Forest will harm people. Although the magical animals in this forest should have made a covenant with Hogwarts not to harm students, but There is always the possibility of unexpected events, so I decided that it would be better not to come near it-it will be another year or two, when I have mastered enough spells and become proficient enough.

Books in the forbidden | book section can only be obtained through the professor's note. Obviously, it is impossible for me, a second-year student, to get the professor's approval.I just want to see what books are in there.

Yes, I don't want them, no.

While hypnotizing myself, I walked to the library.The library is the place where I stay for a long time, except here is the greenhouse.As a Hufflepuff, herbalism is without a doubt one of my strongest subjects and caring for plants is an activity that takes a long time for me.

At this time, both the corridor and the library were completely dark. In order not to disturb the portraits in the corridor, I chose to walk in the dark. Fortunately, this road is relatively familiar, and those stairs that are willing to change have fallen into a deep sleep. Lost and arrived at the destination smoothly.

The moonlight shines on the ground through the window of the restricted|book area, allowing me to see the structure clearly.The area here is not as large as the general area of ​​the library, but the number of books is not necessarily less than the outside. Every bookshelf is stuffed with no gaps, and the bookshelves on the wall are even piled up to the ceiling.These books that are forbidden to be snooped seem to have sensed my uninvited guest and whispered in a low voice. I just feel a chill down my back. It seems that these books are alive, and they are peeping at my every move at this moment.

In this disturbing area, all sounds were amplified. Obviously, I was not the only one who wandered at night. I hid behind the bookshelf and listened to the conversation of two people not far in front.

"I don't care what you think, since it's an order—"

"The master has never issued such an order. His request is simple: wait." The voice sounded familiar.

"Wait? Then when do we have to wait? We have waited long enough! Don't you have to wait until he organizes enough manpower before acting? We have no time. Since Lord Hellman said so, then... ..."

"Remember your own status, the object of your allegiance is not her."

Hellmann?Hellmann again?Does Hogwarts already have Gellert Grindelwald's influence?I was thinking hard.On the opposite shelf was a book with a hollow white eye on the spine, somewhat like the eyes of a Thestral.At this time, black pupils suddenly appeared in the eyes, and they were staring at me without blinking.I feel the temperature in the palm of my hand is gradually withdrawing.

Cynthia Lovegood is a sixth-year Ravenclaw student, and she is extremely famous at Hogwarts.She has done a lot of research on her own, and the Ministry of Magic offered her an olive branch in her fifth year.Lovegood's quiet and ethereal temperament clearly distinguishes her from ordinary people. Wherever she appears, everyone will notice her, but few people dare to come forward to talk to her.

I was taken aback when she appeared next to me.I almost screamed, but she just gave me a flat look, ignored me and joined the conversation: "It's not wise to talk here."

Lovegood and the Saints also have entanglements? !

"You're late again, Lovegood."

"It's been so long that you guys haven't finished arguing. You chose to be late to cherish my time—well, don't stare at me with your cannibalistic expression. My opinion is the same as that of the professor, don't act rashly."

"Why did you also—"

"Shut up your Gryffindor brashness. Did you forget what happened last time? You almost screwed up."

"that is because……"

"Whatever the reason, it's your fault."

Then the impulsive Gryffindor muttered something under my breath, which I didn't catch.Finally, Lovegood said, "We should go back." I hid to the other side, and when the footsteps of the three people disappeared completely, I breathed heavily like a person who was about to drown in the water and then come back to life.I propped myself on the bookshelf, and after a while I groped my way out.

The cold sweat all over my body clings to my body, making me shiver.

Someone once said that Gellert Grindelwald was afraid of Dumbledore, so he never controlled Britain.But from now on, the influence of the saints has already spread to Hogwarts. Cynthia Lovegood, a Gryffindor and a professor seem like a strange combination, but there is no doubt that they all benefit from it. involve.

I couldn't understand their conversation, but they talked about Hellman.Gryffindor wanted to act on Hellman's orders, but the other two stopped him.Isn't Hellman someone Grindelwald trusts very much?Why did they reject Heilmann's request?

The tension of this time has already affected my physiological system. I felt a cramping pain in my stomach. Fortunately, it was not too far from the library to the dormitory. I reluctantly went back to bed. Fortunately, tomorrow is Saturday and I don’t need to get up early. Attend class.The amount of information and stomachache that night surrounded me, and I stared at the bed curtain above my head for a long time before I fell asleep in a daze.

The next day, I didn’t wake up much later than usual. I woke up from a deep sleep at seven o’clock. One roommate was washing up, and the other two were still asleep.

I lay in bed wondering if I should go and see Lovegood.

She clearly saw me there, but she didn't expose me.Did she mean for me to hear this?Or does she think it doesn't matter if I hear it?

Can't think.Isn't she worried that I will tell the Headmaster and Dumbledore about it?

Although I really don't intend to be nosy.I learned about politics and war through newspapers and other people's mouths, but these are too subjective.From the perspective of justice and evil, it seems that Grindelwald belongs to the evil faction. However, I don't like Dumbledore, and I hate the Muggles he protects. I really have no reason to tip off.

I decided to go to Lovegood.

But in fact I didn't have to go all the way to find her. When I opened the door of the lounge, she was standing opposite the door.

"...Why do you all like to stand here?" I looked at the place where she stood and was silent for a while. On Christmas in the first school year, Tom also stood here looking for me.

Lovegood didn't understand what I meant. She gave me a strange look and didn't pay attention: "Because it's safer here, especially the kitchen next door."

So a few minutes later, we sat in the kitchen.

I am no stranger to this place, and Lovegood is even more familiar with it. She read the names of a few house-elves, and asked them to prepare breakfast for us and make an open space for those little ones who chose to hit the wall because they were not assigned tasks. The elf stopped moving and did it in one go, not even taking a minute.

"I thought you were going to tell Dumbledore."

"I'm not that boring."

"I guess so." Lovegood took a bite of the bread. "So, what do you want to ask? I will try my best to answer your questions. Of course, there are some things that I cannot say."

Some things cannot be said by me, but by your family.

I think my expression must be very strange now: "Someone told me that during the summer vacation."

"Because I'm just an ordinary member of the saints, I just happen to be at Hogwarts, so I have some use. I don't know some things."

"So you're really a saint...and so were the two who spoke to you last night, but why did you let me hear something?"

"Master Hellman—that is, Edith Hellman, the current patriarch of the Hellman family, it is her order to protect you. And I don't think you are likely to tell others. Based on these two points, I don't think you should be stopped .”

So... am I really a Hellman?

I tried my best to restrain my excitement: "Okay, how can I contact her? I wrote a letter during the summer vacation, but I didn't get a reply."

"Hmm..." Lovegood held up the fork, stared at the last bite of bread, and thought for a while in this funny posture, "I don't know too well, maybe I can ask the professor. You know, Europe The situation is not peaceful, relying on owl letters is not a safe way, if Lord Hellman wants to find you, he will naturally contact you."

"The last question... Which professor are you talking about?"

After finishing breakfast, Lovegood and I stood up, and the house-elves swarmed up, scrambling to clear away the dishes.Lovegood asked them not to tell anything about our meal here, and when we got to the door, she put one hand on the handle, and she looked at me happily, as if looking forward to my answer to react:

"Douglas Auger, Professor of Muggle Studies."