[HP] Raven

Episode 03

She had really worked hard on potions in those days, and every time she got an O for her homework, she was invited to Professor Slughorn's party as a result.

"I've known for a long time that you would be one of them. The potion you concocted is almost the best in the class...of course the best one is Sif, right." Lily Evans commented.

The current combination seemed a bit weird, with Lily holding Severus Snape on her left and Alex Everly on her right, the two Slytherins squeezed Gryffindor together like a sandwich middle.Lily seemed to enjoy this position very much, she was so happy, she chattered endlessly.

Snape looked at Alex as if he were looking at a troll that had just emerged from a swamp.

"That's it. I can't compare to him." Alex agreed, pulling the beautiful red-haired girl to the front—Although everyone present turned a blind eye to what happened that day, Alex still held a grudge .She admitted that she had grasped Snape's pain points, and wanted to find out his unhappiness, and deliberately trying to win over Lily was one of the most effective tactics.

Although the same age, Alex was shorter than Lily, and deliberately showed just the right submissiveness, enough to please the red-haired girl in front of him.

The red-haired girl put her arms around Alex's shoulder and said affectionately: "He will like you, I mean Professor Slughorn. Well... Although he looks a bit, well, you know, he is more gorgeous and wealth, but he appreciates talented and gifted classmates. We should go together, Alex, what do you think?"

Alex flashed her a half-smile. "I think so."

--

Professor Slughorn's party was held in the school. When Alex opened the door, he realized that Lily's dream had been shattered. Slytherin and Gryffindor were on each side, and the venue was already full of people. , most of them children, inevitably a bit chaotic, the aroma of honey liqueur permeated the air, the butter pumpkin pancakes and chocolate cakes on the dessert stand exuded the warm smell of wheat, and the automatic addition of wood in the gold-paneled fireplace Burning forever, the smoke makes people a little drowsy.

Extravagance.Alex looked at the enamel-framed portrait on the wall, and managed to find Lily Evans in the center of Gryffindor. The red-haired girl exchanged a helpless look with her, and the two gave up sitting Ideas for chatting together.

A platinum carved tray slowly floated in front of Alex. She took a glass of rum, and found a corner where Slytherins gathered, and found a suitable foothold on the border of the social circle in the Snake Yard.

That's when she noticed Regulus Black.He was standing next to the well-dressed Narcissa Black, who is a well-known beauty in Slytherin. There are rumors that she will be engaged to the graduated Lucius Malfoy next year. She is wearing a dark purple wizard robe, with a slender neck and an elegant posture, he said something to his cousin unhurriedly, the corners of his pointed mouth showed a dignified arc, and the smile only stayed at the corner of his mouth.

Alex couldn't help but look a few more times, he was too much like Sirius.However, a slight pause in the line of sight is enough to distinguish. Compared with his elder brother who is always in high spirits, Regulus is a thin, pale, and slightly shy little boy. His somewhat too thin body stands straight beside Narcissa. His parentage ensured his impeccable manners, but the fidgeting of his fingers behind his back betrayed him—she guessed he wasn't interested in Narcissa's conversation.

Narcissa also seemed to see her cousin's mood, and after the conversation was over, she went to the corner of the Snake Court where people gathered to find new fun, and beauties could find their way wherever they were.

Alex was afraid to get close to Sirius Black, but Regulus looked more gentle, and he was also from the Snake Court, so it was easier to get close.

She was standing in front of Regulus when she realized what she was doing. "Hi, I'm Alexandria Everly."

The pale, thin young man certainly had impeccable manners, and he smiled just the right amount of humility. "Reculus Black."

She scolded her impulsiveness in her heart, and she was not good at dealing with such occasions by nature, so she asked after a little thought. "What do you think of this party?"

After asking it I realized it was a stupid question.

Regulus paused, his expression very gentle. "Everyone seems to like it. It's a suitable place to socialize."

"how about you?"

His brows drooped a little. "I'm not very social, I suppose. And I don't know much about potions..."

"It's nothing," Alex said after deliberation, "Most of the people here were not invited because of their grades."

"But you are, aren't you?" Regulus looked up at her. Puberty was early for girls, and Alex was slightly taller than he was in second grade.

Alex nodded imperceptibly.

"Actually, rather than being invited because of my background," he paused, "I hope it's because of my ability."

Turns out he didn't see pure blood as a quality that overrides ability, especially when he's a Black.Alex took a sip of the rum and began to relax a bit.

"You're Everly, right?" Regulus continued, "Professor McGonagall showed me your sample essay in Transfiguration class, how to turn a handkerchief into a rose."

Not used to being complimented, Alex shook her head. "Although the thesis is well written, I'm not good at turning handkerchiefs into flowers. Greenglass is very talented in this area. I think you should know her?"

"You mean Miss Dahlia Greengrass? I know her. Her brother Coleman is a friend of my cousins." Slytherin is a circle, and anyone can get involved with anyone.

"Coleman Greengrass?" Alex remembered who it was, a seventh grader who always looked gloomy, with a line on his forehead caused by too many frowns, which looked like Not happy with anything.

"Correct."

"It seems like I haven't seen him in a while," Alex recalls.

"He's not at school anymore. Principal Dumbledore suggested that he go home for a while." Regulus hesitated to speak, lowering his head as if saying something disgraceful.

"You are sick?" Some pure-blood families are too doting on their children, and they will find a reason to let the children go home to rest for a while, and the most used ones are of course sick leave.

"No, he tortured a...well, a Mudblood," Regulus lowered his head, and his voice became much softer, "I mean Muggles."

Alex frowned.

"Mom's baby Rael," an arrogant and sarcastic voice sounded from behind them, "I thought you would only associate with noble purebloods."

Alex froze in place.

"Sirius," Regulus looked terribly embarrassed, flushing on his pale face, "I don't know why you have such a big prejudice against Slytherins."

Compared with his younger brother, Sirius Black is really much more childish.Alex frowned, although the malice did not directly point at her, but his speculation about Slytherin was too malicious, as if as long as he wore a silver-green scarf, he was a blood theorist.

Misunderstood grievances overwhelmed restraint, and for Merlin's sake, she said hastily: "Discriminating against Slytherins is no better than discriminating against Muggles, Sirius Black, prejudice against Slytherins does not make You gain extra courage and wisdom."

Perhaps it was unexpected that she would speak, Sirius Black was taken aback, his dark gray eyes stared at her blankly.

In fact, she regretted it as soon as she opened her mouth.The tone was too blunt, and their relationship was not good enough to be straightforward.

However, no matter what, it is always wrong to discriminate against any one academy.she thought desperately.If Sirius Black hated her because of this, then let him be, anyway, he and her were not friends, and how bad it could be.

Regulus looked at his brother, then at Alex who was standing there expressionless.

"If possible, please forgive me for leaving first." Regulus gestured, Alex looked in the direction, and several Slytherins of his level were waving at him.

Soon there were only the two of them left.

"If you feel offended, Miss Everly, who advocates equality," Sirius Black paused, "I apologize for that."

Alex was a little surprised. Before he spoke, she was ready to never see each other again. At first it sounded like she found money on the road, but anxiety and loss also followed. Not something Sirius Black would say.It's not that she hasn't seen how he dealt with James Potter, the relaxed and cheerful tone, as if there is nothing to worry about when the sky is falling, compared with what he said to her is more like some a diplomatic rhetoric.

"I don't want to hear your apology," she said deliberately, "I just want to show that Slytherins have a variety of ideas."

Sirius Black shrugged. "I think you succeeded."

The scene fell into silence again.

Alex groaned in her heart, feeling that she was about to lose her grip.

"Sorry, I might have a bit of a cold. If you want to chat, you'd better find someone else." She gave him a quick glance, stretched out her fingers and rubbed her temples, intending to pretend that she had a migraine, "I wish you Have a nice night, Blake."

--

When Alex was sitting at the long table doing homework the next day, there was only a soft muffled sound, and a pale hand placed a thick stack of parchment for writing papers in front of her.She looked up the emaciated arm, and Regulus Black's gray eyes looked at her with some unease.

She sighed for the umpteenth time in her heart.Just looking at his face, he really looks like his brother.

"I'm here to apologize to you. My brother and I ruined a beautiful party..." The youngest son of the Black family frowned, "I think I need to say sorry."

Speaking of Sirius Black, Alex had mixed feelings.After fleeing last night, she was ready to be drawn.

"It's nothing. Don't take it to heart."

Regulus took the opportunity to sit down on the seat in front of her, his thesis on herbalism had just begun.Alex glanced at the hesitant young man in front of him.

"You have a question for me?" She raised an eyebrow.

He didn't answer the question. "I heard that the Sorting Hat will listen to the opinions of some people. Have you ever encountered it?"

She thought it was a problem with her studies, as Regulus was a year younger than her.

"Why do you ask that?" She put the quill into the ink bottle that was about to run out, and put the newly written paper into the notebook. She straightened her back, put her hands on the table, and tried to maintain a posture of sitting upright.

He hesitated for a while, and said something without thinking. "All Blacks are Slytherins except Sirius, and mother said he betrayed the whole family."

Regulus moved his lips and stopped talking.

Alex uncontrollably turned his head to the side and peeked at Sirius Black sitting on the Gryffindor long table. Opposite him was James Potter. The two were talking about something Interesting stuff, Peter Pedillo is listening to Lupine tutoring homework.

While it was unlikely that a child would grow up to be a Gryffindor in a house full of Slytherins, it would be too big and too heavy a title for a child to be called "Deviator of the House".Besides, Sirius Black, like her, was only 12 years old.

She began to wonder what he had been through.

"Ah, the owls are coming, I heard their voices!" Regulus said coldly.

Alex was stunned for a while, and after a while, he heard a few "cuckoo" sounds from birds slowly coming from far and near.

"It is indeed an owl."

Soon, an overwhelming number of owls flew into the room, and the long table was crackling, full of gifts and condolences with their names written on them.Unsurprisingly, she had nothing. After her mother left them, it seemed that a bond had been broken between her and her father, and neither of them cared about each other's lives.But even so—she couldn't do anything to hate her father.

Regulus opened his package, looked at Alex who was empty-handed opposite him, took out a piece of candy and pushed it in front of her.

"if you do not mind."

"Thank you." She took the candy, and the licorice-filled chocolate was so sweet that her throat felt bitter.It is useless to think about family matters. She tore off a piece of parchment and began to write homework for Ancient Runes. Her eyes quickly turned to the long table in Gryffindor. Sirius Black, like her, did not receive the package. , he didn't seem to care at all, James Potter generously shared the snacks he received with his friends, the two of them laughed at a joke toy, Lupine rubbed his temples and did his homework helplessly, wishing from time to time They are quieter.

Does he really not care?She put the candy in her mouth, and her mind was wandering.

At this moment, Sirius Black felt something, and casually glanced at the long table of Slytherin.

Alex nearly knocked over her inkwell.

--

Professor Slughorn praised Alex once again in class. "Incomparable talent combined with enough diligence, Miss Everly, I have to say that the potion you prepared is perfect."

Somehow, Regulus heard about her outstanding performance in potion science, and asked her several times for advice with his notebook and parchment.When she was explaining, she glanced around. Recently, she was a little too popular, and several Slytherin girls with unfriendly expressions winked at her. Obviously, they were aware of her existence, and at the same time, they didn't like her very much.

What really kicked things off was a rainy Saturday.The weather was too bad, the rain was pouring down endlessly, very typical late autumn in Britain.A couple of Quidditch boys were swearing and whining as they walked down the corridor, presumably because yet another practice session had to be canceled.

Alex walked into the Slytherin common room in the cellar with the book in her arms, and heard a few girls talking contemptuously together.

"Look how domineering she was in Potions class," Miss Parkinson sneered, "posture."

"Who knows," Louise Goyle snorted, "she still has contacts with Gryffindor, she's already a half-breed, and she still doesn't know what to do."

"Don't look at who I am, and think I can climb up to Black—" Suzanne Crabbe chimed in.

Alex's face turned pale, and after a moment of calmness, she realized that what Suzanne Crabbe was talking about could only be Regulus, and they had been coming and going too frequently recently.

Miss Parkinson brushed back her mouse-tail hair. "Come on, the Black family will like her? Her mother is a short-lived mudblood, and her father is not normal..."

Alex swore that if Parkinson stopped at the question, she wouldn't overreact in the slightest—and she thought so herself.But since Miss Parkinson had said so harshly of her family, it was out of her hands.

She came out from the corner and looked at them coldly.Suzanne Crabbe, who was younger and more timid by nature, took a few steps back. Louise Gower also felt that she had said something wrong, blushed, and curled her lips knowingly—she usually took a lot of Alex is cheap, and he is planning to ask her to borrow a copy of the Charms paper due next week.

Alex walked towards their small group with a sullen face, and the others dispersed automatically, leaving only a high-spirited Parkinson motionless.

"Be careful next time you talk about right and wrong, Parkinson, and don't think that everyone else doesn't have ears."

Parkinson raised his chin like a hedgehog bristling with its quills. "So what if I hear it, am I wrong?"

"My mother was a Muggle," said Alex, breaking down her words. "Don't let me hear you use that word for her again."

"Which word? Mudblood?" Parkinson smiled provocatively. "Dirty, lowly, ignorant Mudblood—"

Alex couldn't bear it anymore, she pulled out her wand and pointed it at her: "Damn out!"

Parkinson fell to the ground without any resistance, and there was a muffled bang. Alex snorted coldly in her heart, "Idiot", raised her wand and pointed around the girls who had just been telling stories, and said coldly explain. "Who wants to kill himself?"

Before she finished speaking, she heard Greengrass screaming from outside the door: "Professor Slughorn, come quickly! Everly is fighting with someone!"

The author has something to say: The education Regulus received from childhood is probably Muggle = Mudblood, after all, he has a radical mother

After he goes to school, he will probably slowly realize how vicious the name Mudblood is, but it will definitely not be so easy to change. His self-awareness has not been awakened so quickly, and the 12-year-old boy will still listen to his mother (.