HP's Adagio Minor

【monologue】

For Lola, her childhood was a little different from other wizard's children.

Not having magic power is something that makes people feel guilty and shameless—she is not ignorant of her parents’ distress, nor is she ignorant of other people’s whispers—she is sensitive by nature, although she is young, she only knows that this is something that cannot be told. Others matter, but still can feel that they are out of place with the outside world.

In order to take care of her, her parents moved their family to the island. Her childhood was lonely and lonely.

It's not that she hasn't thought about why this is, but more often she chooses to escape, because she was so well cared for when she was young, even if she couldn't hold back her heart, she could only pretend to be ignorant. And defend yourself.

Deep down in her heart, she is so inferior.

In that state, she met Anos—he was her first friend, and his intelligence was fully reflected in him. Although the first contact with him was a bit embarrassing, the other party did not avoid her because her magic power had not awakened. Talking about magic—it made her feel like she wasn't different from other people.

She let go of her heart, confide in him, and asked him some questions about magic, and he answered them one by one. He is a very competent friend and helped her at the Aegir song. She was very moved, but also because of The other party gave a serious warning and was ashamed and indignant.

When she realized that she would not be able to gain a foothold in the wizarding world if she went on like this, her magic power recovered, and she finally became a real wizard. Those taunts and cold eyes can be ignored-even though she later knew that all of them were wrong. It was because of the family inheritance, but for her at that time, it was undoubtedly an exciting thing.

Her talent in black magic was beyond everyone's expectations. In order to get the approval of her parents, she chose to study in Durmstrang without hesitation, but soon, she found that she lacked magical knowledge and was not good at dealing with her peers.She's stuck again, her timidity making her a maladaptive here, she's frustrated and crying because she can't control her powers - no one likes to be a loser, it's not about gender.

Fortunately, her life changed again, and her "sage" came to her, and then she found the secret room study, and met the Horcrux left by Barodis's great ancestor Ganircha— —Portrait of Lardy—With their help, her academic performance has improved steadily, her mind has broadened, and she has gradually gained recognition.

Lola enjoys this feeling and tries to do better because she is finally able to let go of the past and start over.But fate always caught her by surprise. When she fell into the dream of Dream Flower and destroyed the entire town, she realized that the power in her body could not be carried by her spiritual power—that was too much, The incomprehensible power does not belong to her.

Therefore, after that, she could only restrain herself as much as possible. She no longer released the magic power easily and recklessly, and seemed to have returned to the nature of escaping—the consequences of a huge ability that cannot be controlled can only lead to destruction.

Originating from blood, she has many talents, such as predicting dreams and divination, but she always doubts whether all these are really relying on her own power. With great expectations, even Anders thinks he can be better.

There is a clear gap between the dragged progress and her own efforts. After Anos left, she devoted all her energy to clubs and studies, but she was still helpless in her heart and fell into another kind of self-abandonment.She never thought that when Durmstrang was attacked, the boy would come back with werewolves, Inferi, and Death Eaters, and the two sides would stand on opposite sides.Even more unbelievable is the vast world, the snow-white watchland, and the primitive and mysterious race.

Coexisting with the wolf tribe is like being in a fairy tale. Wandless magic is so magical, the power of belief is so ancient, and the wand commonly used in the wizarding world has received magnetic interference from the polar night-this is an unsolved mystery.

Subconsciously, she was still chasing in his direction until he left again without saying a word.She fell into a coma, woke up, and finally knew what she should do—until the power of inheritance was taken back by the White Beast God, and everything returned to zero—empty, completely relaxed, and all the shackles and worries on her body were left behind.

She is free.

She has finally gained the initiative, she can control her own power without relying on any external force, she can be herself instead of trying to please others-this is enough.

She knows that she can't stand still, and she won't put herself out of the world like before. She used to be indifferent to the world because she didn't have the ability to compete, but now, she wants to integrate into this fierce world, and those people People fight for their position, she wants to control her own life, she knows what she needs and what she can get,

She wants to live more seriously and work harder than before, she knows she can.

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【Muggles and Wizards】

Mr. Muggle has lost his memory.

He didn't remember where he came from, and he didn't remember what he had done. Looking at his name on the data card, he felt strange and familiar.After repeated examinations on his body, the doctor confirmed that all the injuries had healed, and gave a series of long-winded and meaningless explanations for his amnesia, and finally concluded that the memories he could not recall would not affect his life.

As a result, Mr. Muggle was discharged from the hospital quickly.

He was sent back home—a small single-family building in the suburbs of London—looking at the photos on the wall and the school certificates in the drawer, Mr. Muggle finally determined that he was a German orphan. Adopted by a well-meaning elderly couple who inherited the property upon their death.In the past few years, he has successfully completed high school through a work-study program.

Although this amnesia accident made him an unemployed youth, fortunately, he soon found a new job in the urban area.The office building is facing King's Cross Station, where people come and go. From then on, in the busy and boring work life, his every day has been extremely fulfilling.

At a gathering of friends, he met the girl he liked, and the two married soon after they fell in love. After their honeymoon, his wife became pregnant and gave birth to a healthy child. All these things made him no longer lonely. He has his own real family.

In the fourth year after the child was born, one morning, the hurried doorbell woke up the sleeping Mr. Muggle. He got up and opened the door, but there was no one there, only a neat package was placed beside the door.

Inside the package was a piece of paper and a slender wooden stick in a cloth bag.

Mr. Muggle stroked the intricately embroidered fabric, and something seemed to be slowly disintegrating in his mind...

After a short and long moment, the once strong emotions have long since turned into peace and tranquility.

[If he's a wizard, bring him back. ]

On the piece of paper, Junxiu's handwriting slowly dissipated, Mr. Muggle closed the door silently - he turned and went upstairs - in the bedroom, there was a faint cry of a child, whispering softly with his mother.

"Dear, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Mr. Muggle put the cloth bag on the table casually, and then greeted his wife and children with a smile.

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【New Triwizard Tournament】

The endless desolation and darkness, the jaw-droppingly cold polar climate, the whole body is wrapped in tight leather jackets, and the crowd with flushed faces from the cold is clustered together, under the strong support of the heat preservation spell, they are cheering for the upcoming game .

Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang—the warriors sent by the three major magic schools in Europe are making final preparations for this cruel schedule.

Inside the sheepskin tent painted with a double-headed eagle, the young warrior is ready to go. He has short blond hair and blue eyes. Although he has an excellent appearance, no one will doubt his strength—— He is the one chosen by the Holy Grail.

"I'm sorry, I quit the Black Magic Society without permission."

"Yarman, that's not important."

"But professor... Mom, I know you and Dad hope that I can continue."

"Yes, you are very talented, but we hope you choose because of your true love, otherwise everything will be meaningless."

The horn sounded, and the families of the participating warriors stepped into the tent.

"It's another Quidditch match, and another Triwizard Tournament. You can catch up with any good thing."

"It's you, not me, who is going to the Asian School of Magic."

"I just want to take Villes home to have a look. Of course, that will have to wait until the end of this year's beast riding competition - Celis, you stepped on my foot!"

The boy with green eyes wanted to say something, but was pushed aside.

The young girl raised her head and looked at her brother seriously, "I dreamed about you yesterday."

"Really?" Arman squatted down, and the other party hugged his neck.

"Oh~ clingy, tsk tsk, what a man!"

"Ian!" Celis blushed, "Don't call me clingy!"

"You are!"

Amidst the laughter and squabbles of his younger siblings, the young warrior stood up. At the age of 17, he was already at eye level with his father.

"I have always been strict with you, and you have never disappointed me, but this time, the challenges you face are unknown, which requires you to be more cautious and careful, and you must not be reckless in the face of challenges and dangers."

"I will be careful." He nodded and said seriously, "I will come back with the Holy Grail."

The horn sounded again, and Alman Stillan walked out of the tent, facing the crowd cheering around the bonfire—the deep polar night, the cold aurora, and the vast and open ice field, and the cold and deep In the abyss of the canyon, they watched the three warriors together.

Seeing her son walking step by step into the white mist until he could no longer see his back clearly, Lola couldn't help but feel uneasy—her memory seemed to return to the scene she saw at Hogwarts with the inexplicable fear. scene of...

Until, a warm breath embraced her in his arms.

"Don't worry." Anos comforted in a low voice.

Reassured by her husband, her tense body slowly relaxed. As a family member of the Warriors, it was right to withdraw from the schedule, because she really couldn't stand by and watch.

"Mom, it's true, Arman will win." Celis said from the side, "I dreamed about it!"

"Your dreams always come true." Lola stroked her daughter's cute little bun.

"Then what else did you dream about?" Ian asked curiously, "Is there anything related to me?"

"Yes, you will cause big trouble again in the beast riding competition."

"Hmph, I don't believe it - pinch your face!"

"Hate!"

The two children ran out of the tent, and Anos and Lola smiled at each other.

"Let's go, until the warriors come back, we'd better go and stay by the campfire, we can't get enough of dried meat steaks and spirits... and our old classmates, they are all here."

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【Purple Pansy】

Standing in front of the sea of ​​purple flowers, the boy held the girl's hand.

"Look, how beautiful it is here, we can live here for the rest of our lives."

"Yeah, it's so beautiful... It's a pity I can't stay here."

"Why?" The boy's face was full of doubts, "There is no war here, no mysterious person, why don't you want to stay? Don't you like it here?"

"No, I like it, and I really want to stay, but my family is facing a crisis, and my friends are fighting against the Death Eaters. How can I hide in this comfortable world by myself and choose to forget them?"

"I thought you liked such comfort." The boy let go of his hand in disappointment—he stood there, watching the girl walk into the middle of the luxuriant sea of ​​flowers alone, surrounded by swarms of butterflies, making her back It's getting thinner and thinner, and it seems that it will disappear at any time.

"Lola!"

The boy called loudly, the girl stopped, but did not look back.

"I do, Alexey—but I have no choice."

Her voice was like a breeze blowing by.

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early morning.

The first ray of sunlight illuminated the painted rhombus pattern on the window frame. Mr. Housekeeper tidied up his clothes, stepped out of the bedroom, and started his daily work.

Although the scene in the dream has become far away, there is still a slight melancholy left in his heart.

The busy kitchen, the neatly arranged restaurant, each place has meticulous and demanding requirements, the blankets on the wooden floor, the illustrations in the corners, every part of the Tesheim Manor is trying its best to cater to the owner's preferences - for this, he The most familiar.

"Madam is awake." A house elf appeared in front of him, carrying freshly prepared incense and flower petals, and disappeared again.

I don't know when she developed the habit of taking a bath every morning.

Mr. Housekeeper paused when he adjusted the napkin. Only he knew that she would have nightmares all night because of those interests that she fought to the end—kindness and tolerance reminded her in this way, but they became obstacles to her vengeance. Reason and determination pulled her further and further away, her ambition had been awakened, her identity and her position forced her to break so cruelly.

After instructing the kitchen to change the dessert on the dinner recipe to cherry stuffing, Mr. Butler arranged the newspapers, magazines and important official letters by category—then, he returned to the living room and waited quietly for his master.

In the eyes of insiders, his behavior of leaving the family and restoring his old surname is simply crazy.But all of this became the best choice when he learned of her hardship - she was so helpless and desperate, how could he feel at ease and let her fight alone?

In the end, Alexei Romanov pushed the boundaries, made his choice, and was willing to pay any price for it.

Matvey came to him once, when he had left the family, but the other party still regarded him as a blood relative.

[You really intend to go on like this? ]

I'm not in a rush.

[Even if all this is the cause and effect of fate, we Romanov never owe her anything. ]

But Lohrmanokov owed the Barodis family an explanation.

[Then you... don't get married and have children?Your dream, your career... everything you have is willing to give? ]

I dare not ask for extravagance.

Alexey tried his best to smile, but in exchange for his brother's long silence—becoming a subordinate, he can only be attached to the master forever, and can no longer control his own destiny.

The door of the master bedroom opened slowly, and the faint scent of flowers passed over the tip of Mr. Butler's nose. He bowed his head slightly to salute—Mrs. Tesheim walked in front of him slowly.

"Alexey?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Go for a walk with me."

She put her hand on the back of his and they walked down the long corridor to the garden.

The slightly chilly wind blows her satin shawl, the sun reflects her silver hair like ice and snow, she gently brushes her temples, the silver tail ring on the little finger of her right hand reflects the dazzling light.

not married.

She is still her, loved and hurt, there is no love in her world anymore.

Even so, he still reverently regards her as his master, and her wish is his wish—he is willing to bear the heavy shackles of fate for her.

Turning back the time and going back to the past, were the knights who followed Ganircha as persistent and full of the same sincere feelings as him?The traces of history are gone, and what they thought at that time is unknown to future generations, but the contract oath that goes deep into the blood has replaced them and has been handed down to this day.

Sorry?

No.

If you don’t have a protective heart, you can’t truly empathize with yourself. If you don’t want to lose, you must take care of what you cherish—all of this comes from the knight’s responsibility, dedication and loyalty—if a person even has such If you don't even have the courage, how can you be called strong?

Alexei was extremely grateful and satisfied to be able to silently accompany her in such a capacity.

Day after day, year after year.

Until the hair grows, in the depths of his heart, the unwillingness and full of love that he once had, after the calm and painful wear-off, have turned into the past—he can no longer leave her, no matter whether she loved him or not. It is no longer important.

I will guard you--

forever.