HP's Adagio Minor

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In the evening Lola meets the owner of the castle who happens to be back.

Mr. Laertes has an ordinary appearance, golden-brown hair color common to Germans, and blue eyes. He seems to have received a good education, and his demeanor is very aristocratic and gentlemanly.He invites Juno and Lola to dinner.Different from the exquisite pastoral cuisine at noon, the dishes on the dinner table are arranged according to the formal banquet system - Butler Hill was caught off guard by such an order, but fortunately, all kinds of ingredients are quite complete, and occasionally there are some discrepancies with the recipes Just use seasonal vegetables instead... In short, the rich and authentic German flavor at this dinner party makes both guests and hosts happy.

After tasting traditional foods such as ham thin slices, honey pork knuckle, and cherry pie, Lola expressed her praise: "Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Laertes, all the dishes are delicious-this is my first visit to Germany. Best meal ever.”

"You are welcome, Miss Vance, I am very honored to invite you... I just heard Juno introduce that you are from the Baltic Sea, but your German is very standard, and you hardly have any accent."

"Thank you. This is probably due to the courses I took during my studies. The professors almost all teach in German, so I got a lot of opportunities to practice my oral English."

"You seem to miss that time?"

"It's true, but it's not bad now, people can't stand still."

"What you said was incisive and accurate, and I agree with it very much..."

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Juno watched Alan talking and laughing with Goddess Zela, and always felt that something was wrong, but he had to admit that the two people's demeanor was almost perfect, and seemed to fit in with the ancient decorations around - this kind of 'old school' 'The sense of age makes him feel out of place.

"Can we stop talking so politely?" He couldn't help mumbling, "We can't live up to the gift of food, how about taking the time to solve 'this wave'?"

"Of course!" Lola laughed, "but actually, I'm looking forward to the 'next wave'!"

"Hey, it's time for dessert! After so many Black Forest cakes, I dare say that the one here in Ellen is the most authentic... the tartness of the cherry, the sweetness of the cream - slightly less chocolate chips, so that the kirsch is emphasized The mellow fragrance, the taste is incomparable.”

Juno made no secret of his gourmet qualities and strengths, but his friends obviously didn't want him to continue eating Hesse without restraint.

"Juno, you have to limit your sweets."

"???"

"You forgot, you had a toothache last month, and you didn't see the doctor until a week after your appointment."

"Aha, it was a nightmare, all I could do was spaghetti for a week - but it wasn't a big deal anymore - it was over and I got the cavities filled!"

"But your physical examination report doesn't say that. The doctor advises you to eat more fruits and vegetables. I think you'd better..."

"That can't be done, buddy!" Juno protected the dessert on the plate, and poured a layer of chocolate sauce on it, "I am very healthy, the reported data is not absolute, moderate amount of sweets can help you feel happy-important What's more, I have never been entertained by you like this—although I borrowed from Miss Vance, I will definitely 'support' to the end!"

"If necessary, I will help you make an appointment with the doctor in advance."

"No need, thank you!"

"So," Lola quipped, "it ended up being smooth sailing?"

"No, I'm not so sure now." Juno said vaguely.

"I think so too, after all doctors aren't that free—"

"Ellen!"

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"You talk about yours, I eat mine, how about it?"

"wish you good appetite."

Mr. Laertes raised his glass and drank lightly. His declarative sentences are undoubtedly a kind of black humor.

Although they just met, Ke Lola had a good impression of Ellen Laertes—the rich academic experience and elegant rhetoric made the two chat very speculatively during the two hours of dinner. Therefore, when The other party asked her to stay here for a few days, and Lola readily agreed.

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Laertes? Black Castle is a very 'duplicate' building, the perfect combination of ancient history and modern electrical appliances.At the insistence of the owner of the castle, Mr. Laertes, the guest room Lola originally chose was replaced by a senior suite on the third floor—it was comparable to the master bedroom in terms of light and orientation, and the suite even included a study and a bedroom. Huge bath.

Looking at the decorations in the room according to the etiquette standards of ancient Europe, as well as the famous paintings in gold-painted frames, Lola inexplicably had a feeling of returning to the wizarding world (most Muggles no longer follow the traditional The arrangement of the etiquette system)... However, this feeling was only fleeting, and she didn't pay much attention to it.

After some washing, Lola came out of the bathroom with her wet hair loose. Occasionally, water droplets ran down her hair, leaving a few dark and shallow spots on the floor.Smelling the scent of her favorite marine body wash, she was in a very good mood. Just now, she had conceived a new plot for the novel, and now she couldn't wait to write it down.

However, when Lola wanted to take out the wand from the hidden close-fitting wand cover, she felt a kind of resistance inexplicably—she thought it was her hand slipping, and she tried again before she succeeded.Holding the ash wand, Lola obviously felt that the body of the wand became heavier than before, and the magic cast also became slow and dull:

The quill stood up danglingly, and after writing a few words crookedly on the parchment, it "slapped" to the ground, unwilling to get up again; spill the ink...

Lola was stunned for a moment. This kind of bad, crappy spell effect reminded her of herself when she first entered Durmstrang, but now she is an adult wizard, and the magic power in her body is abundant and peaceful. , it seems that some kind of external energy is interfering with her magic power output.

Lola opened the bedroom door, the quiet corridor was empty, and the soft yellow wall lamp illuminated the scarlet wool carpet.She closed the door, screwed the lock firmly, and then began to cast the spell again...but no matter how hard she tried, the result was still the same.

This is so strange!she thinks.

Since entering Muggle society, this was the first time she had encountered such a thing!

Lola walked back and forth in the bedroom and searched, but found nothing unusual.It's like entering a magnetic field that suppresses magic power inexplicably. In it, as long as you don't use magic power, everything will be safe-she is not sure when she fell into this magnetic field-this is very important for wizards. Serious taboo, even though she spends all day with Muggles, can't use magic, and behaves like a normal Muggle, it doesn't mean she really wants to become a 'Muggle' herself.

If you can't use the magic wand to smoothly export the magic power in your body, can the equipment that has been enchanted still be used normally?

Lola suddenly had an idea. She opened her small suitcase, and found a bulging leather drawstring bag from under a few simple changes of clothes and books—fortunately, the storage bag didn’t fail—she was very happy. He successfully took out the white fresh medicine bottle inside.

Lola breathed a sigh of relief. If even this failed, she might have to end the trip early.

Just as she was putting the potion bottle back, something seemed to be buzzing in the bag - Lola groped inside for a while, and took out a dark disc, the white core in the middle was slightly Vibration, the oriental characters engraved on it are showing a strange luster.

Lola stared at the compass, a little at a loss. To her, this item seemed very important, but it had long since lost its use value. Sure, she'd love to return it to its original owner - but that doesn't matter now.

Lola is holding the compass, and the reason for its vibration is unknown. If according to the guess, the compass is disturbed by the 'strange magnetic field' here, then why are other magic tools not like this?Moreover, guessing alone cannot convince her to understand the principle of this magnetic force field, as well as related clues and evidence—perhaps, she should follow her curiosity and find an answer after careful research.

Lola brushed off the floating ash on the compass with her hands, the rust color deposited from years of non-use was particularly glaring at this moment.She looked out of the window, and the sublimated water vapor in the moist mountains condensed into a dense fog to cover the sky, so that the moonlight could only pass through the hazy clouds, emitting a light shadow—"The light of the sun and the moon can be a compass." Recharge'——she held the compass tightly in her hand, and then tightly closed the curtains.

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The night fell, and the sleepless man stood by the window, watching the figure through the curtain, slowly blurred after the light dimmed—he took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly, his figure Gradually tense.

Anos never thought that he could see Lola Barodis again.

When that familiar face really appeared in front of him, his hands were almost trembling, and he had to pretend to be extremely focused on eating to hide his inner ecstasy—but the joy was just Brief, quickly turned into more complex emotions:

In every heart-wrenching, bone-piercing soul, tortured dark night, the bright smile in memory is his only consolation—how much he misses her—at the same time, he is also for his young self, I feel guilty and annoyed about the hasty and reckless choices I made.

He has lost her.

He'd known it at Hogwarts.

But this can't be an excuse for him to forget the past. He used to be so passive, driven and pushed by the so-called "can't", but never thought about how to be truly strong--a young boy, at that time He still doesn't know how to truly protect what he loves, detour is evasion, it's a compromise that weak people will be forced to make—while he struggles, he doesn't want to be such a person, and at the same time, hurts own love.

Until now, when he saw the freeze frame in her photo, at that moment, he was still deeply attracted by her, just like before.

Anos von Steeleland, what do you like about Lola Barodis?

It is her gentleness and kindness, her simplicity and innocence, her sweet smile, her inadvertent cuteness, her demeanor of a listener, and her frank admiration when facing herself... After all, The former self was still selfish. He enjoyed all the good things she brought, but he didn't know how to take care of her fragile but sensitive heart.

Anos knew that he had failed her friendship, and even after that, every introspection when he was alone could not make him feel relieved.It seems that the more he thinks back, the more he falls in love with the memory, and everything is uncontrollable.Now, the joy he lost and regained made him feel lucky, and he almost wanted to feel that the world is so big, yet so small—even during these days when he was isolated from the magic world, and he wanted to inquire but couldn’t get in—in his memory The person in front of her is still beautiful and moving, as beautiful as a dream.

He desperately wanted to understand what the other party had experienced in the past few years, but he didn't have the courage to face her with his true colors—his surname still involves political sensitivity—perhaps because of anxiety, pressure, In the past, he subconsciously wanted to hide.

His love and temptation will be hidden in his Muggle identity, and he will slowly approach her... If possible, he hopes that he can fulfill his promise, truly accompany her, truly protect her, and let her No longer suffer the slightest damage.

He thought bitterly, dripping with cold sweat.

The night light was glowing, illuminating the face of the young man. The slightly thin jawline was still almost perfect, the lips were tightly pressed, and the bridge of the nose was straight. Looking at his own face reflected in the glass, Anos Only the bottomless darkness remained in the bottom of his eyes - the magic lines were like symbols, or letters, raised on the skin, the pain numb his perception, the suppressed magic power was overwhelmed by the remaining necromantic power It kept devouring, leaving only waves of dizziness.

He trembled, clenched the protection spell in his hand, on the light-yellow rune paper, the spell depicted with cinnabar, resisted the fatal attack for him time and time again—even though his mana had been gnawed and almost disappeared, but This evil force seems to think that he still has the value of being parasitized.

In the end, having nowhere to go, he returned to the Asia Academy of Magic where he had studied. His good friend Jiang was surprised by his current appearance and recommended him his own teacher—but this mighty man who lived in Kunlun couldn't get rid of this evil. Yes, it belongs to the power of the undead.

"...This is a deeper energy than all living beings in the world... The spell can only delay your vitality, until you die, you can't get rid of its shackles..."

So, he came back again, and with a spell, he appeared in the Muggle world with a cock made by He Jiang using the disguise technique.

Accidentally, he discovered that although Castle Black was destroyed by Death Eaters, it still maintained a mysterious protective spell—here, the magic power of wizards will be suppressed, and similarly, the power of evil spirits can also be restrained—— In the Middle Ages, it was a settlement for wizards who were afraid of being hanged by the Holy See, but now it has become his sanctuary.

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After an unknown amount of time, the power of the evil spirits finally ceased to wreak havoc, and the young man's whole body was numb with pain. He lowered his eyes, and his figure almost merged with the darkness—if all of this came from the punishment of fate, then he is now , Have you embarked on the road of redemption?

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Today is Harry's birthday~ 20 years, so short and long HP