[HP] Raven

Episode 12

Alex put the bottle of brewed potion on the bookshelf in the dormitory. She didn't think about what to do with it, and her curiosity became stronger. The next day happened to be Saturday. She had an idea and went directly to forest cabin.

"Morning! Alex! How is your body?" A large, disheveled head poked out from inside.

"Long ago, thank you, Hagrid." She smiled. "Have you got any extra feed rats? I might need one."

She had the impression that Buckbeak was old enough to eat animals, and Hagrid liked it so much that he was sure to stock up.

In Hagrid's animal shed, a small area was used to keep this kind of animal specially used as rations for meat-eating magical animals. It was about the length of an adult's forearm and was larger than an ordinary mouse.

He pinched the tail of a feed mouse familiarly, lifted it upside down, and weighed it. "He who eats corn kernels grows strong."

Alex had no experience in direct contact with mice, so she stretched out her hand pretending to be calm. "Thank you."

Hagrid put it in a cloth bag for her very carefully, then handed it to her, and winked at her.

"Currently raising small animals, right? Don't worry, I won't tell others. I used to do this when I was studying."

Alex deliberately concealed the truth, and nodded along with his words with a dry smile.

"Good morning, Hagrid, I'm here to see you again." Sirius Black opened the door with a broom.

"Hey, young man, this is the first time this term." Hagrid stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder. "Running the Forbidden Forest is faster than running the library."

"I can't help it. There are two things in this world that never end, jokes and voluntary labor." He didn't seem to have the slightest remorse, and when he visited the door, he found Alex and waved to her ,"Hi."

"Good day." Alex nodded, and the feed rat kicked back and forth restlessly in the cloth bag, probably because she realized that she was about to die, and her strength was not weak, so she had to control it with both hands.

"Evely, did you just..." He seemed to find something funny when you just left the medical wing.

"No, Sirius, she just rarely comes to play." Hagrid explained in a timely manner, "Unlike you, a regular visitor to the Forbidden Forest, Professor McGonagall is almost mad at you."

"I'm clearly the best student in this class, why is she angry?" Sirius said proudly.

"Compared to you, Alex has much more peace of mind."

"Um, I might have to leave first, because you..." Alex was not used to turning the topic on herself, she thought about her words, and said almost deliberately, "There are some more important things."

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She deliberately picked a time when Greenglass and Goyle were not in the dormitory, waved her wand, turned the handkerchief into a glass, and poured some of the unknown red potion into it, although it looked yellow in the glass bottle. It was frightening, but there was no choking smell. The Feed Rat sniffed it and licked away the little bit of potion dripping from the bottom of the cup.

Almost instantly, it made a sharp cry similar to fingernails scraping a blackboard, Alex stretched out her fingers and touched its skin, it was hot.

Alex froze.

It didn't take long for it to lie on all fours on her desk, with blood oozing from the tip of the feed mouse's fluffy nose, destroying the parchment she had placed underneath, struggling hard for a minute before convulsing all over. died.

This is poison.If a single drop was enough to kill a feed rat, she thought, although she didn't know exactly how much would be lethal in a human, it must be enough for a whole bottle.

Snape was cooking this, and Malfoy gave it to Rozier and Rookwood.She was cold all over, and stuffed the bottle of potion into the bottom of the cabinet, and found a safe place to bury the dead mouse. When she returned to the dormitory, her hands were still shaking uncontrollably.

Maybe she should tell someone else about this amazing thing.But who is the reliable adult?Professor Slughorn was the first to be excluded, and he didn't seem too willing to meddle in such business; Potter and Black, capable and clever as they were, were still students and didn't know much more than she did.And their relationship with Snape has always been bad, so they definitely can't handle this matter calmly. If this matter is exposed, it will only cause more unnecessary riots/turmoil.

Dumbledore?

An idea popped up.The greatest and wisest headmaster.Her impression of him only stops here.She didn't have much contact with the headmaster. She met him a few times, but they were all across the long table, and she knew that he was their headmaster, one of the most powerful white wizards in history.

She went to find Dumbledore early the next morning, but the principal was not there. The Ministry of Magic needed him to go to London. Alex was in a hurry. She knew that the matter would drag on and become troublesome, and she couldn't find the right person to help. She simply intercepted James Potter at the door of the Gryffindor lounge, she remembered that they were all in touch with Headmaster Dumbledore.

"Potter, if I say that I have something very important to tell the Headmaster—"

"Is it something to do with contagion?" James Potter asked.

"Yes, but..."

Sirius Black followed James Potter out of the Gryffindor common room. "Why didn't you just tell us?"

It's because I can't tell you guys!There might be something wrong with Potter and Snape's tit-for-tat relationship.

She frowned. "Anyway, it's not appropriate to tell you."

Sirius Black thought for a while: "But he's not here, Everly, if it's something important..."

"I'm very adamant about it."

He strengthened his tone: "We can take care of this while Dumbledore is away."

Alex shook her head stubbornly. "I can only let the headmaster know that I need to see him."

"You don't trust us, do you?" Sirius Black folded his elbows and gave her a cold look.

If he can really mature-forget it, she doesn't count on it.Alex sighed helplessly. "Don't be stubborn, Blake."

Sirius Black's expression seemed to have been pricked by a needle.

"You guys, stop arguing..." Peter Pettigrew walked out of the common room disheartened, followed by Lupine wearing a prefect badge.

She turned her eyes to Lupine. "Is there any way to contact Dumbledore directly? Sorry, this matter needs to be kept secret, but it is really important."

"How about it, Everly," Lupine thought for a moment, "do you know the 'burn after reading' spell?"

Potter seemed to remember something. "Yes, the Burning Curse! I'll take you to Fox!"

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Alex silently wrote the potion prescription on the paper, wrote the names of Lucius Malfoy, Rookwood, Rozier and Snape, thought for a while and added a sentence "If you can, Please protect Alice Burns, a first-year Slytherin", without signing her name, folded the letter in half, put it in an envelope, and sealed it with a charm.

Lupine pulled out his wand and pointed at the letter and said a spell. A row of cursive words "Burn after reading" flashed on the letter like fireworks, and then disappeared quickly.

Alex handed it to the large bird in front of him, Potter said something to Fox, it nodded, held the letter in its mouth, waved its wings and flew away from the ground, leaving behind a colorful and gorgeous phantom.

"Thank you, Potter, and you, Lupine." She nodded curtly.Although she didn't have a good impression of Potter at first, he did have his good points.

"Nothing." Lupine smiled softly.

"Evely, I thought you wouldn't care about this at first. You don't seem to be very humane, and you always act like you have nothing to do with yourself." Porter commented truthfully.

Alex looked at him. "Really hope you keep your original opinion."

"Don't talk about yourself like that, Everly!" Potter glanced at Sirius who had been silent all this time, as if he wanted to laugh but held back.

Alex and Lupine walked in the front, and they didn't know what was going on behind them. "The only reason I'm telling the headmaster about this is because I want it to be over. It's taking up too much of my time... Lupine, what's this?"

The pale Gryffindor boy produced a stack of notebooks from his infinity pocket. "The gift of recovery is reciprocated."

"We all know it's not as simple as 'rehabilitation,'" Alex took it and found out that it was her classroom materials during the quarantine period, "but thank you... I will return it to you in Transfiguration class tomorrow morning?"

"It's fine until the weekend." Lupine smiled.

"There will be another quiz on Potions next week, Everly." Peter Pettigrew said timidly.

"Thanks for the reminder, Pediru."

"I mean, again—"

James Potter couldn't help laughing, and interrupted poor Peter Pedillo. "If you want to hear the prophecy, you have to wait for her to finish reading the book first."

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Sirius Black appeared alone, and he waited for her directly at the corner of the stairs, which was the only way from the dining room to the cellar.Alex took a stack of papers and planned to go to the library to catch up with work, and almost bumped into him.

"Evely, we need to talk." His posture was still very steady, but his voice betrayed his restlessness.

"What are you talking about?" She raised her eyes calmly.

"I've been trying to be your friend and you don't trust me."

What is that.If she didn't trust them, she wouldn't have gone to James Potter at all!Alex looked at him like he was looking at a monster.Obviously, he came to this conclusion on his own, but he didn't use his brain to think about why.

"I don't distrust anyone," she lowered her voice, trying to appear more vicious and persuasive, maybe it's the lack of sleep from homework these days, and her head hurts from buzzing, "Blake, control yourself You're too self-conscious."

"Evely, do you know," Sirius looked down at her with a blank expression, "your indifference often makes people feel embarrassed."

Alex froze.

Professor McGonagall hurried over, seeing Avery first, and then surprised to find Sirius Black present.

"Evely, I finally found you. You have something urgent at home and need to go back."

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Professor McGonagall took her from Hogwarts to Hogsmeade, and then apparated back to Seaweed Alley. The low buildings next to her were still gray and cast shadows.

"The Aurors are here and checking the scene, but they all said there's nothing wrong with it, and several officials from the Ministry of Magic have also come." Professor McGonagall turned to her and patted her on the shoulder, as if trying to comfort her. she.

They went up the narrow stairs silently, and Alex tried to reach out and push the door open, only to realize that he was shaking badly.

A lady in a gorgeous black robe stood in the middle of the small reception room, frowning, as if she didn't even want to breathe the air around her. She was surrounded by a few people who looked like Ministry of Magic officials. There are three or four wizards wearing slightly inferior robes, like her followers, all of whom are unfamiliar faces.The only thing Alex is familiar with is Mill, her dad's house elf.

"I think you are Professor McGonagall. Nice to meet you." The lady walked towards them steadily, and as she moved, complex and beautiful dark patterns began to appear on the gorgeous black robe on her body.The officials and entourage of the Ministry of Magic around her also moved over, their faces were modest, and they kept quiet when she spoke, like a set piece that could be carried around.

"Mrs. Everly," Professor McGonagall nodded towards the lady, "Let me introduce, this is Alexandria Everly, my student."

The lady looked about 60 years old, of medium height, with a tall and straight figure, and her words and deeds were full of dignity that could not be offended. There were two pieces of peacock feathers pinned to her black hat, like a pair of vigilant eyes. Not old, but the gray hair under the brim reveals some of the real face of her life.Even with all the good food and clothing, Mrs. Everly might not be doing as well as Alex had imagined.

"Good evening," the lady's English was very blunt, her accent was too forceful, as if she was speaking German, and she scanned Alex with her bright blue eyes, complex and sharp, as if trying to see Alexandra split, then split in half—the pureblood half and the Muggle half. "We meet at last, Alexandria."

"Everly, this is your grandmother, Mrs. Everly." Professor McGonagall reminded in a low voice.

"Good evening, Grandma." Alex heard her own voice, faint as smoke.

"Let her go and see her father and say good-bye," Mrs. Everly commanded haughtily to the house-elf.Mill nodded respectfully to Mrs. Everly, looked at Alex sadly, twitched his shoulders, tried his best to resist the urge to cry, and led her step by step towards the study.

The study room is still the same as in memory, damp and dim, with only one floor lamp that can illuminate the pages of the book, the chairs, tables and corners are full of books, there has been a lot of rain recently, emitting a faint musty smell.Alex's father was half-sitting and half-lying on the chair, his eyes were closed, his cheeks were protruding because of his excessive thinness, exuding a faint grayish blue.Alex stepped through the study door, approached where her father was huddled, and found her mother's Muggle photo and two empty bottles of potions on his desk.

"I'm sorry, honey, he drank too many sleep potions for no other reason." A female Auror said to her as she checked the empty bottles on the table, her voice was very soft, as if afraid. stimulate her.

"Is...is that so?" Her voice kept shaking in the air.

"He bought the potion himself, and the receipt was placed on the low cabinet by the door." Another male Auror added.

"Sorry, child." The female Auror sighed in a low voice, and began to arrange the finishing work of the investigation, recording something on the parchment with a quill.

Alex nodded, feeling out of control of her body at all.Out of politeness, she tried to say thank you to the two kind Aurors, but her throat seemed to be blocked, and no sound could come out.Alex was still a bewildered age when his mother left.And now she finally understands that parting is like this.

After about a full century, she stretched out her hand, picked up the photo of her mother tremblingly, and put it gently in her pocket.

The author has something to say: the story of infectious disease is finally finished...the next chapter will wrap up a bit, but it is roughly over.The significance of the contagion is to show that the Death Eaters have begun to act in an organized manner, and Snape has indeed gotten close to them and even participated in it.It will be the fifth grade soon, and the children will grow up too (Wang Tian

btw, opened a sand sculpture joke called wedon'ttalkanymore

Finally, I wish everyone a happy New Year's Day in advance (and, want to read comments, want to read comments, want to read comments