HP's Adagio Minor

"Is it really okay for you to be like this? You don't need to go to the infirmary?"

"No, I think I'm just a little tired." After climbing seven flights of stairs in one go, Lola felt her knees were so sore.

"There is no class this afternoon, you can take a good rest."

Anos sent Lola to the door of the dormitory, still admonishing her worriedly.

"I will, thanks for taking me back."

The boy bowed and went down the stairs.

"Red Coral Pearl."

The bedroom door swung open and shut, but it didn't take long for the door to open again—Lola walked softly down the stairs in her woolen cloak.

Unable to hang out, the first-year boys chatted in the common room.

"Weekends are boring, and you can't go to Suorvas, and you can't go out to play. There's nothing but homework... I miss my broomstick."

"Even if I can go out, it's pitch black and terribly cold. I'd rather stay here and warm myself by the fire."

"I don't even bother to go to the library."

"But anyway, we'll have to go to the dining room for dinner - the elves don't get enough of the food!"

"Come on, that's because you can eat too much."

"I'm growing up now, and it's normal to eat more... But then again, who wants to go out in this weather? Another dreary snowstorm."

Anos leaned against the window, a figure hurried past in the hazy snow curtain.

"It doesn't seem to be necessarily the case. There are always some people who like to take risks."

Adrian next to him calmly flipped through the pages of the book and said.

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In the study room of the secret room, the luster of the six-pointed star shines from the wall, and Lola pushes the door to enter, and a warm fragrance of flowers blows over her face.After hanging up the cloak, she put her hands on the crystal ball as usual, poured her magic power into it, and then sat quietly on the sofa.

"Did the magic circle succeed?" The portrait leaned out from behind the lush bushes, with a few blades of grass on top of its silver hair.

"Yes."

The portrait smiled upon hearing this, "Then should I congratulate you..."

"If you mean a contracted beast, I don't think so." Lola interrupted it, "Why didn't you tell me that this is a contracted magic circle?"

"Didn't I say that?" The portrait blinked innocently, "Maybe I am too old and my memory has deteriorated. But for you, this magic circle is the most suitable—it can contract a magical creature as a helper, It also happens to remove the effect of the curse."

"No!" Lola stood up abruptly, looking directly at the portrait, "If you tell me without any concealment, at least I have the right to choose, instead of being so passive."

The portrait did not speak, it did deliberately conceal this matter.

"Maybe you mean no harm, Lardy, but I don't want to use this method to get help when it is so weak. It's too mean, and I'm ashamed of it!"

"So, you declined?"

"Yes!"

The girl replied honestly.

For a moment, the atmosphere was tense and embarrassing.

After a while, the portrait suddenly chuckled, "Lola, you don't look like a Barodis at all, you are too innocent—a good opportunity is missed, and it is not easy to get it back."

There was no smile in its eyes, the deep purple pupils were silent almost condemning.

"I do not regret."

Lola gathered the cloak in her arms, and the hexagram on the wall appeared again. She paused before stepping into the small door, "I won't take the risk of coming here again until the polar night is over."

After she finished speaking, she disappeared into the light, leaving only the portrait standing in the sea of ​​flowers.

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at the same time

Office of the Black Arts Association

"Senior Mandeln, this thing is unbelievable, but Miss Barodis did it, I saw it with my own eyes."

"Contract circle?"

"Yes, although she refused, this dragon horse will not recognize its owner again except for her."

"Quesai Helk should be jumping in anger. Non-club members took away the beast riding quota—he doesn't bother to do things that lose face, such as wooing the other party."

"No, in fact, the president invited Miss Barodis to join the club."

"Oh?"

"Unfortunately, she refused."

"Heh," Heinrich Mandeln chuckled, "You've done a good job, keep monitoring, keep your distance, don't be found, go down."

The boy bowed his head slightly and stepped back.

"You're very interested in her?" Wolfe Ram casually put the teacup on the table, "What's so special about her that you keep sending people to inquire about her?"

"Is it because of the pure blood of the Barodis family?"

"High status, good reputation?"

"Or, is she... good-looking?"

Heinrich smiled without saying a word, and the tea spoon stirred the tea into a round vortex.

"You're talking!" Ram stomped impatiently, "Even though the Barodis family looks decent, she's just a tomboy now, a girl with no breasts!"

"Don't mess around, Wolfe! Miss Laura Barodis is a gifted witch."

"So what, what else can a woman do besides marriage!" Ram said unhappily, "I'm fed up with this name."

Heinrich watched him leave the room.

"I apologize to you for my cousin's recklessness, sir."

In the originally blank picture frame on the wall, a figure was quietly looking down at him - deep purple eyes, long silver hair hanging down from his shoulders; handsome and delicate eyebrows with indescribable indifference.

"Complete the ancient contract magic circle on your own, and the integrated magic power is at least beyond the level of a fifth-grade student—your descendants are very outstanding."

"The Barodis family should be like this."

In the portrait, there is aloofness in the words of Ganiercha Barodis.

"Perhaps you have learned that she once came here to look for you..."

"If you are good enough, you shouldn't sneak in."

"Of course, I believe she will see you soon as a member of the association."

The portrait doesn't speak anymore - it disappears from the frame.

"It's time for some fresh blood."

Heinrich Mandeln thought to himself.

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The news about the contract magic circle quickly spread, and this ancient ritual is rare nowadays, and everyone who completed it, no matter whether it is a senior or a junior, has shown enough kindness—at least Lola Feel like this.

As the polar night approached, no student was allowed to stay outside. The prefects of each grade and members of the student council took turns to patrol. Not only would credits be deducted for naughty ghosts caught, but a twelve-inch-long self-criticism had to be handed in.

Although she couldn't go to the study room in the secret room, Lola had already developed a good habit of previewing before class and reviewing after class, which helped her a lot in her studies.As an excellent student with full marks in all subjects, Anos can always give advice in a timely manner, so Lola's grades, especially Charms and Transfiguration, still maintain a pass rate these days.

Except for the original few major courses, others, such as the flight class, have long been occupied by History of Magic. Professor Triller handed out test papers and flew them all over the classroom.

"She's crazy!" students from all grades agreed.

The herb class’s greenhouse has long been sealed, so in class recently, Professor Fernandz has been asking students to draw plant picture books, which is simply too easy for Lola, while for others, the homework book There are inevitably some crooked and grotesque things on the Internet.

In contrast, as the only stargazing class that was allowed to be taught outdoors during this period, the students were enthusiastic.

In the polar night, each student has a clock with a free time setting, which is used to remind bedtime, three meals a day, etc. in the dark, so going out to observe the stars after lunch break has become a common thing.

Although the sky was still dark at noon, the surrounding sky was faintly red, and the flat Quidditch training ground was a vast expanse of white.

Lola held a shiny wand, and wrote a few lines on the parchment with the other hand——【Observation Record of Ursid Meteor Shower on December 1992, 12 at Polar Night】

Even with antifreeze ink, it was still difficult to write outdoors in this weather, and the letters on the parchment were so faint that they could not be read at all, so she had to repeat it several times.

In order to ensure warmth and safety, the students chatted in small groups and set up tents.Lola and Anos were in a group, and their tents were set up a little farther away. Because they couldn't light the fire, the surrounding area seemed darker, and it was more suitable for observing the starry sky.

Lola put down her pen and pulled the thick woolen cloak on her body. Although the warming spell could maintain her body temperature, the oncoming cold still gave her goosebumps from time to time.

Andos stepped on the snow and set up the binoculars with difficulty. The cold weather and heavy padded jacket made him look clumsy and strenuous.

Lola's attention was attracted, she looked at the boy, looked at his slightly frowning brows, her face was full of seriousness, the white air exhaled from her mouth condensed into water mist, hanging on her eyelashes - the whole person was faintly touched Fluorescence enveloped quietly, reflecting the stars above the head more and more brightly.

"If we are lucky enough, we can probably observe about a hundred of them. As for the brightness and color, as long as the aurora doesn't disturb it, it will be easy to identify... What do you think?" Anos said, looking into a pair of emerald eyes , "Are you in a daze?"

"NO, I have not."

The boy raised his eyebrows.

"Well, it's actually a little... probably because I ate too much at noon, so I'm a little sleepy now."

"Can't sleep in the snow."

"I know this. Professor Baisuoya has said it many times."

[The night is so long, fortunately, I have you, this flowing aurora makes me no longer lonely...]

I don’t know who sang the ditty, and Lola and Anos sat side by side in front of the tent and listened. For a while, the world seemed to be so quiet that only the sound of the wind was left, and the stars were shining, accompanied by the gorgeous aurora—the beauty of Lapland has already appeared. in sight.

[The more I look at this starry sky, the more I feel small, the memories in my mind cannot be stopped, the misses and hopes cannot be stopped...]

Lola couldn't help humming along, and the Finnish ditty was a familiar childhood memory for her too—her late grandmother often sang it.

"Sings beautifully." Andos praised after she finished singing, "You should sing at the Egil Song Festival."

"Thank you, but I'm afraid I don't have time to attend." Lola smiled shyly. She had never performed in front of people before. "Speaking of which, I didn't see you where you were at the Egil song party!"

"..." Anos' expression was uncomfortable.

"What's the matter?" Lola's eyes widened. "I remember you gave me a scolding at the dance the night before, but the next day I was nowhere to be seen."

"Well, actually, I sang at the concert that day."

"What?" Lola laughed. "Really? You never said that."

Anos turned his head, feeling his face was slightly hot, "I don't think this is something to show off, and a good man wouldn't rely on such a trick to win."

"Wow, little trick?!" Lola smiled half-smile, "You know I envied you so much at that time!" She avoided the boy's apologetic eyes, "Hey, tell me, what did you sing at that time? Or , Am I lucky enough to be able to listen to it up close again?"

"..."

"Well, I won't force you. In fact, I only listened to half of the song, but there are a few songs that are very touching, such as—" Lola couldn't help thinking of her lonely and lost self at that time, ""The Cuckoo in the Black Forest", I think it should be the best song I have ever heard, except for "Magic Oak Leaf". Unfortunately, I fell into the sea later, and I don't know if the person who sang it was summoned. what creature."

"...The black-striped shark in the North Sea is just a small episode compared to the Feleuil alga jellyfish."

Anos recalled the glowing sea water, floating in the bay under the rock wall like a dream, and he was so shocked that he almost lost the ability to speak.

"Too bad I didn't get to see it."

Lola spoke with regret.

At this moment, a group of black shadows flitted across the mountains in the distance, their movement speed was surprisingly fast, and there were faint roars of beasts.

The first graders panicked, "What is that?"

"A pack of wolves?"

"No, those are definitely not ordinary wolves." Anos clenched his wand nervously, constantly guessing a possibility in his heart, but couldn't help but veto it—the werewolves who attacked Borg Manor on a full moon night were brutal and bloodthirsty, But today is clearly the new moon.

"Keep quiet, don't panic." Professor Baissoya pointed his wand at his throat, his steady voice echoed in the empty training ground, "They are the 'Watchers', the aborigines of Lapland."

Under the child's curious or frightened eyes, this group of black shadows passed by in a hurry, and soon disappeared without a trace.

The author has something to say:

How about some comments. .Are the characters' personalities obvious?There is a paper man with a vague code name, isn't it suspected?Although the plot is still slow, I am sorry to ask for long comments, but I still hope that someone will criticize and catch bugs... Am I really begging for abuse (——|||)