HP's Adagio Minor

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[Letter from Lola Barodis to Anders von Stillland November 1993, 11]

Dear Anos,

how it's been lately?

In your last letter, you mentioned that you will participate in the "experience task" with the students from the Huaxia Branch of the Asian School of Magic. I wonder how it is going?It's hard to imagine that there are still such closed-system group activities today, but just like the oriental proverb you said, "the world is full of wonders", I hope you can gain a lot from it.

I am currently staying in the library of Hogwarts. The climate in England is humid and dull, and the sky is always covered with gray clouds. This is the third day I have been here - the majestic and ancient castle of Hogwarts Beautiful and mysterious, not much different from what I imagined, maybe because Sally Ann has described everything here in detail, so that I have an inexplicable sense of familiarity, just like you are still memorizing the Eastern People's 'past life theory', I probably have been here in a previous life - but I have to say, Albus? Dumbledore himself is much more kind than the color printing in books and periodicals.

Yesterday was Halloween for the British, and it was also the announcement ceremony of the school warriors participating in the Triwizard Tournament. Speaking of which, you can probably guess who the representative of our school is—when the Goblet of Fire spit out the parchment with Senior Krum At that time, applause and cheers swept the entire auditorium. It is not surprising that everyone had high hopes for him!

The representative of Beauxbaton is Fleur Delacour, a female student with Veela blood. I have seen her at the Ungerard Manor. Her silver hair is light and moving. I really envy how she maintains it. Appropriately.

The No.3 warrior is Cedric Diggory of Hogwarts. He is handsome and the captain of Quidditch. The female students of Hufflepuff College screamed and stomped their feet in excitement.However, the matter is not over yet, the Goblet of Fire actually selected No.4——

Harry Potter!

This incident is indeed unbelievable. He is only one year older than you and me. How could he cross the age limit set by Dumbledore and put his name in it?

But no matter what, once the Goblet of Fire selected the warrior candidate, it immediately created a magical contract that must be obeyed—so, no matter how people questioned, protested, or praised, Harry Potter had to complete the entire race.

Sally Ann and I are not optimistic about Harry Potter. The three-school competition is very dangerous, and the other three contestants are all adults, but he is only a fourth-year student.But Anthony thinks that Porter is different, and may be as lucky as ever.

By the way, yesterday I tried to ignite the spices you sent. The combination of quiet fragrance and magical spells presents realistic green lotus, dew, and dragonflies...all of which have an oriental charm, and I like it very much.As I write this, I suddenly miss you very, very much, and of course, the others Tully, Day, Pierre, Adrien, Vichy - I really hope the school can resume communication sooner, I can't wait to share it with you guys all the details.

It's the first time for the Red-tailed Eagle Owl to send a long-distance letter. I'm worried whether it can accurately find your branding stone.As for the ghostly horned owl, don't worry, he is very good at evading Muggle hunters, and although he has a few scrapes, he will heal after a few days of rest.

In the end, I wish you all the best, and may this letter arrive in your hands sooner...

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"Hey, Lola, are you here too? Writing a letter?"

"Yes," Lola folded the letter in half and put it in the notebook, "Are you finished class?"

"Originally there was a self-study class, but it was canceled suddenly. Daphne and I decided to come here to do our homework. Unfortunately, all the good seats have been snatched up... Your place is quite empty, if you don't mind?"

"of course not."

"Great!" The two girls sat down quickly, and Pansy said while taking out the ink and quill pen from the book bag, "We need to extract a large section of materials this time, but this kind of book is limited to borrowing places. Yes, I think it’s easier to complete it directly in the library than to carry it back and be copied by other people—who knows, there are so many people in the library today.”

"No, I was stepped on by a blind Hufflepuff." Daphne Greengrass also complained, "These are a new pair of shoes!"

"Is it because Senior Krum is in the library?"

"Of course it's because of him! Otherwise, how could those lazy and stupid Gryffindors come...By the way, I heard that during the lunch break, you had some conflicts with Beauxbatons and others?"

"How did you know?"

"Hogwarts is so big, what can we hide? Oh, don't get me wrong, we didn't ask for it on purpose, but some people with bad mouths always talk about it—" Pansy said suddenly Lowering her voice, "That Butaskaya cried to everyone how uncomfortable she was, how homesick she was, how she was under such pressure, and was attacked by your words—"

"Attack? A joke! She's not a participating warrior, where's the 'pressure'?"

Lola felt that this was ridiculous. It was obvious that the other party had spoken rudely first, but now he pretended to be a victim.But having said that, if she hadn't gone to chat with Sally Ann, and Sally Ann's study group happened to have an appointment with Beauxbatons to review together, she wouldn't have had a narrow encounter with Butaskaya again—it just so happens that this Miss Jiao still looked like she was not afraid of death. In addition to scorning and mocking herself, she took advantage of the situation and dragged Mary Roga, who was unable to come with her because she was unwell, which annoyed Lola.

"...Oh, Lola, your Hurricane Curse is really exquisite, and the powerful ink that smeared her face is extremely difficult to wash off, so Miss Butaskaya has to put some more on her face recently. "

After finishing speaking, Pansy and Daphne couldn't help laughing.

"She'd better not appear in front of me, I really don't bother to pay attention to her." Lola said helplessly.

"But having said that, most people are afraid of Durmstrang's reputation for black magic—" Pansy looked at the crowded seats not far away, and then at the empty seats around him, "but obviously we Not Lytlin."

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Most people in Hogwarts have limited understanding of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, but usually everyone sympathizes with the weak in a conflict, so Butaskaya's cry spread quickly.It is impossible to say that this public opinion has not affected Lola at all, but the girl understands that this matter is just the epitome of the competition between the two schools, and the best way to deal with people who say what they say is to ignore it.Gradually, more and more people would only talk about Durmstrang's evil reputation behind their backs, but no one dared to confront her or any of Durmstrang's students face to face.

However, after this incident, Lola inevitably got closer to the Slytherins - in the eyes of the students in the other three houses, this was absolutely reasonable.Only Sally Ann, who knows the inside story, always speaks for Lola, and ruthlessly exposes Butaskaya's lies when she cries.

It's a pity that the Ravenclaws don't care who is good and who is bad in this matter. They chose Beauxbatons to review together because of the convenience of knowledge sharing, while Hufflepuff and Gryffindor just like to watch the excitement , So Sally Ann dragged Anthony out of the study group in a fit of anger.

"I don't believe it. If you don't rely on this crappy study group, you won't be able to learn what you need to learn!" Miss Toning Poxon said.

"Dear Sally Ann, I think the Sorting Hat was in disrepair and something went wrong—" the young Mr. Goldstein touched his chin and said, "You look like an angry lioness now, Maybe you should go to Gryffindor?"

"..."

"Well, I didn't say it."

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"... After all, it is a new environment. No matter how many professors there are, they are still inferior to the students in terms of number. It is impossible to keep an eye on them all the time. Of course, it is useless to rely on professors alone for many things. You have to be clever."

On the way to the classroom, Alexei repeatedly urged Lola.

"You mean Butaskaya? I have a personal vendetta with her... She really shouldn't be brought here."

"No, what I mean is, if she dares to slander you everywhere like this again, you can beat her back hard—this trick is simple and crude, but very effective."

Seeing Alexie's serious face, Lola laughed, "Oh, of course, but I beg you to use some solutions that are more suitable for girls—I don't want to tear her collar and hair with her in front of everyone— Of course, even so, I won't lose, I have practiced a few martial arts with you!"

"That's true." Alexie scratched the back of his head and smiled.

The two turned around the stairs familiarly, walked through the corridor, and came to the door of the herbal medicine classroom.

"I know you are not a troublemaker. If anyone dares to offend you again, please tell me." Alexey handed the heavy book bag back to the girl, "Our solidarity outside Durmstrang , is also famous."

"I know."

Lola nodded and walked to the last row of the classroom - as an 'evil Durmstrang', Lola usually does not have a deskmate with Hogwarts students (although The Slytherins are slightly more friendly to her, but the Slytherins happen to be even-numbered this year).

But today seems to be an exception, because there is a person sitting in her place.

"Hey, hello." Seeing Lola walking in, the other party greeted her without hesitation, "Sorry for taking your seat, originally I just wanted to see if I could read the words on the blackboard from here Yes, but I got some fruit fly weed juice on my clothes, which is very sticky and not easy to clean up, so..."

"so……"

"So I'm stuck here and I can't stand up." The girl pointed to the chair under her buttocks, then pointed to the front row, "If you don't mind, my original seat is over there, but The chair was dragged to the front - oh, and my wand was there, too."

Lola looked at the ink-stained chair on the podium, and the dusty wand stuck on it, and suddenly felt that everything seemed familiar.

"Prank?" Lola asked softly.

"Maybe, maybe not." The girl shrugged, a pair of carrot-shaped earrings dangled back and forth in her dirty and messy light-blond long hair, and her overly shallow eyebrows made her eyes a little hazy.

"Ok."

Although the other person looked a little nervous, Lola was still impressed by the beautiful silver-gray eyes.She drew out her wand, at this moment, the whole classroom was suddenly silent, and then all kinds of noisy voices swept in like a tide——

"Merlin, look at that crazy girl! She actually provoked the wrong person!"

"Oh, no! It can't be like this!"

"I bet she's about to be taught a lesson by the Witch of Durmstrang, absolutely!"

Such a strange tone of fear and excitement created the collective aspirations of the students watching the excitement around. Everyone seemed to think that Lola would use black magic to punish the guy who occupied his seat.

But Lola just waved towards the podium - the tattered chair floated lightly, and then floated unsteadily to the back row of the classroom - when it fell to the ground with a "boom", Weiwei trembled a few times, looking like it was about to fall apart.

Then Lola flicked her wand again, restoring it to its clean, solid form.

The surrounding Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws sighed and seemed a little disappointed, but Lola just glanced at the crowd indifferently.

"What a beautiful silent spell!" The girl completely ignored the surrounding voices, but put the removed wand behind her ear, "I sat in your chair, and you sat in mine, it's great! Should I introduce myself, oh yes, I should, my name is Luna Lovegood."

So, this afternoon, Lola and this Miss Lovegood became the same table. Although she was full of indescribable weirdness, Lola felt that those strange ideas, although divorced from reality, were particularly interesting. Imagination - even the unthinkable.

At the end of get out of class, Miss Lovegood finally scraped off the sticky juice with her wand. Of course, Lola also helped a lot-at last she got a copy of the latest issue of "The Quibbler", As a gift of friendship.

"My father is the editor-in-chief of the magazine, and he's thinking about launching a German edition, or maybe a Russian supplement - I'm sure that will get more sales."

"Sounds good."

"But he couldn't pay the translators more, so he had to cancel the supplement."

"..."

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"So you're in class with Ravenclaw's 'Mad Girl'?" Pansy said in surprise. "You, I mean, don't you think she's got a little bit of a brain?"

"Maybe, but she's nice enough to lend me my herbalism notes from last week."

"Oh well, maybe you have the same hair color and the same name, so you will naturally hit it off?"

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"The spelling of the two names is not the same. One is Luna and the other is Lora." Blaise Zabini, who was sitting on another sofa chair, said coldly.

"The pronunciation is similar, isn't it?" Pansy smiled a little awkwardly, and then changed the subject, introducing Lola to the period furnishings in the common room.

The Slytherin common room does not occupy a tower like Ravenclaw and Gryffindor, it is located underground, facing the bottom of the lake.The walls of the room are made of a whole piece of black marble, and the ceiling is a transparent semicircle carved with crystal, from which you can see the sparkling light overhead.The large chandeliers used for lighting have a strong Gothic style, and the interior has a beautifully carved mantelpiece, matching carved chairs, and black leather sofas.

Lola looked at the silver plaque hanging on the fireplace, with the motto of Slytherin engraved on it, sharply written.

At this time, the door of the lounge opened, and Draco Malfoy and his followers walked in arrogantly. When they saw Lola, the boys were obviously taken aback.

"Why is she here?!"

"Lola's my guest," Pansy explained.

"It's a great honor for me to be invited to visit the common room of your college." Lola smiled lightly, trying not to show restraint.

"You only invited her?" Goyle and Crabbe were visibly disappointed.

"Of course, this is a meeting between ladies." Pan Xi gave the two of them an angry look, implying that whoever you want to invite is up to you.

"So that's how it is." Little Malfoy swaggered down on the leather sofa (the Greengrass sisters tactfully stepped aside), "Then, you are welcome to visit, my friend—how does this place compare to yours?" ? Lola?"

This 'Lola' sounded really awkward, obviously the two parties needed some time to get used to it.

"Well, I think this place is very good. Of course, it is very different from our school's school building, for example, in terms of decoration style..."

"In this case, can we have the honor to visit your school ship?"

"Of course, Mr. Malfoy."

"You can call me Draco, I have allowed you a long time ago, the friendship between Durmstrang and Slytherin is so calm."

Faced with such self-righteousness, Lola expressed great protest in her heart. She glanced at Pansy and Daphne with her normal expression—the smiles on the girls' faces were a little stiff, but they still maintained an elegant and perfect arc .

"Of course, I believe that you have probably never observed those mysterious underwater creatures through such a huge crystal glass." Little Malfoy pointed to the boundless, cloudy haze outside the stacked columns and floor-to-ceiling windows. Green lake water.

"Indeed, there are small round windows installed on the giant ship, and during the entire dive process of the ship, all external passages are closed, it is impossible to see the outside world - of course, I have to admire, This semi-circular crystal ceiling can actually reflect the faint sunlight in the water, and the lighting method is really unique, the people who built this castle must be extremely wise."

This compliment made the Slytherins smile with satisfaction, but they didn't think about it. In the final analysis, this design still relies on the fact that the lake is not deep - no matter how deep it is, it can't be as deep as the dark ocean and underground channels.

Lola smiled, but someone could hear the deep meaning. Blaise Zabini closed the book on his knee and said with a cold face, "I heard that there are countless demons in the school hall of Durmstrang. The dome inlaid with crystals is obviously much brighter than here."

Normally, Lola would have just laughed it off, but for some reason, at this moment, she felt that the other person's scathing appearance was particularly annoying, so she pushed back without thinking.

"Mr. Zabini's reputation is too high. The dome is so high that the light of the magic crystal alone cannot illuminate the entire interior of the cliff—after all, those are just carved rough stones, not magic that can produce a huge refraction principle like this. Crystal... In fact, I think such a slightly dark environment is very in line with your academy's unique sense of mystery."

"Well said!"

As the heir of the Malfoy family, Draco can naturally hear the meaning of the two people's words, but he is in a good mood today, and the two of you come to play with me, so you have the right to watch the fun.

Gore and Crabbe looked at the two stupidly. You said something, and I said something. Obviously the topic was very unpopular, but the two still expressed their opinions very seriously.

Finally, Pansy couldn't listen anymore. She felt that Zabini was so serious that she didn't save face at all, but Lola was talking a lot of boring "wizard architecture theories" to those boys. Can't understand.

"Oh, Lola! What you're saying sounds incredible, but it's tea time and we've got a little salon set up in the bedroom - so sorry, gentlemen!"

"Miss Parkinson and Miss Greengrass are always so flirtatious."

After Draco joked, seeing the girls blushed, he dragged Lola Barodis to the stairs in the girls' dormitory and then leaned proudly on the sofa.

"I gotta say, Blaise, it's hard to please girls like that."

"I don't expect them to like me, and of course I don't like anyone."

"However, your attitude towards Barodis is obviously different, so I have to guess, maybe there is something special about her that moved you?"

"Her?" Blaise snorted coldly, "I just can't understand her sense of superiority."

"Maybe, but if you talk so much to another girl, I'll think you're crazy." Draco raised his eyebrows, "Actually, despite her dark witch reputation and tall figure, she's pretty pretty cute."

In the face of this nonsensical teasing, Blaise turned and walked into the room without saying a word.

"I bet he's mad," Goyle said softly to Crabbe.

"No, he doesn't care." Crabbe retorted, and then subconsciously looked at their leader - Draco Malfoy ignored them, but looked at the badge in his hand - which was originally bright red like The letters that looked like they were on fire were incomplete at the moment. He pressed hard again, and the letters flashed a familiar green light, but the words 'Potter stinks' didn't light up for a while and then went out.

"Hmph, they're all rubbish!" Master Malfoy threw the badge into the fire angrily.

The author has something to say:

Vernacular (Bullshit) Small Theater

Draco: Our Hogwarts is so awesome, such a big crystal can be used as a ceiling!did you see!

Lola: So what, what's the use!Where our school is located, the lake is deep and the sun is short, so who cares about this crap!

Blaise: You Durmstrangs are nouveau riche, you only know how to throw money on the ceiling, what's the big deal!

Lola: Sir, are you kidding me? The original magic crystal is not worth much, besides, we make the best use of everything, is there something wrong?

Draco: You two continue to quarrel, let me have a good time.

Pansy: Don't talk nonsense, the tea is cold, let's go.

Draco: Well, next time you continue, you have to call me, you know?

Pansy + Daphne + Astoria: No!

Draco: Look, you are so charming!

Blaise: None of my business!

Draco: Seriously, brother, if you really like the heroine, I'll help you discuss it with the author.

Blaise: ...Don't tell me, if you want to save face, you'd better make yourself better!

Draco: What are you talking about, I'm not the main character... You really don't like heroines?

Blaise: I don't care about you

Draco: Tsk, labor and management are too lazy to care about you!

Badge: Who the fuck did I provoke? ! ! !

Fireplace: Blame me?

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