HP+ Miss Malfoy has green eyes

The Sommer twins are very close, they are a pair of Ravenclaw twins.

The two are very smart and very talented, although many people say that it is only because their bloodlines contain too many non-human biological elements.

But it is undeniable that they have already defeated too many people in terms of magic, wisdom, or even just appearance.

The name of the boy who was born a little too early has been forgotten by most people, and only a few people remember. He was a bright and quiet boy, yes, a boy, and he died two months before his 15th birthday. Died in an accident.

He's Ryan Sumo.

Six months and fourteen days before his death, he was busy arguing with his sister, Avella Sumo, who was clearly beginning to falter, when he said, "Avella, I don't I don't believe that the curse of our mother's family cannot be broken..."

Avella didn't want to hear him say that, "If that's the case, why haven't they cracked it after all these years?"

Her physical condition was getting worse by then, and her rosy lips were getting lighter and lighter, while her dark emerald eyes were getting brighter.

She was getting weaker and weaker, she was too lazy to talk and run, but she was still willing to argue with her brother on this point, saying, "If one of us is going to die, let me go." Bar."

Ryan said, "No." However, the winter wind is cold and strong, even if today is a rare sunny day, Avella's favorite.She still buttoned her robe to the top button, wrapping herself tightly inside.

They were walking on the grass at that time, when the wind blew, Avella's long golden hair was flying in a mess in the air, and Ryan helped her hold the bag, so that she would have free hands to arrange the long hair that was blown by the wind.

She was tidying up, but a golden snitch rushed over, and Ryan pulled Avella towards him.

Unprepared, she fell to the ground directly.

"I'm sorry..." Ryan said, "I pushed too hard..."

"No," Avella shook her head, "I didn't stand firm."

Yes, she has been getting worse and worse recently, and her reaction is getting slower and slower.

"What's wrong with you?" He realized that something was wrong with her, "Avella?"

"My head is a little dizzy." His sister glanced at him, and stretched out her hand to him in a daze, "Lian, I don't feel well."

She passed out.

Although the Gryffindor students who were playing around with the golden snitch came over to apologize immediately, it was obvious that all this was of no help.

They sent Avella to the infirmary.

The school doctor at that time was an old gentleman, Mr. Gray. His rickety body was like a shrimp, and his skin was covered with brown spots. When he saw Avella being sent away, he couldn't help sighing, " It's always been that way."

Ryan pretended not to hear.

Mr. Gray gave her some medicine, and said, "Let her lie here with me a little while, and I will send her back when she is well."

"Is there no cure?" Ryan couldn't help asking.

"Young man." Mr. Gray tidied his messy desk, or as we called it, according to the meaning of his gestures, moved what was piled on the left side of the table to the right. "Your mother's brother, and your mother's mother's brother, are like that."

"So why not me this time?" Ryan asked back.

"I don't know," sighed Mr. Gray. "Would you like a cup of herbal tea to rest?"

Ryan thanked him and went to see his sleeping sister.

"Do you think it's better for us to stay at home instead of coming here?" He said to himself, and opened the window to breathe in by the way. After a short period of sunshine, there was continuous gloom.

What Elvira hates the most are days without sunshine.

However, in the UK, there are too many days without sunshine.

He and the dean asked for leave. The dean knew that their family was cursed for generations, so she agreed with sympathy.

He just wanted to stay with her for a while, even if only for a short while.

At his strong request, his mother had already given him the booklet on the study of the family's generational curse.

He was desperate to find that it was almost unsolvable.

Yes, their family has almost always been Ravenclaw, but even the smart Ravenclaw, even the Ravenclaw who likes to delve into everything, hundreds of years of research have never cracked this magic.

He opened the book and saw hundreds of handwriting on it, constantly arguing about how to solve this magic.

Each individual lives in this book with a sliver of consciousness before passing it on to the next generation.

Not all consciousnesses are arguing about it either.

Just as there is a bright purple handwriting repeating a passage at this time, "All things will eventually return to nothingness."

It erases itself, and it keeps reappearing.

It's clearly from a pretty good wizard.Their family has always been quite outstanding wizards, but in this notebook, there is still a distinction between superior and inferior.

Its appearance makes other handwritings can only exist under it. Its color is so bright, contrasting the dullness of the writing underneath.

He covered his handwriting and glanced at his sister lying on the hospital bed again.

Finally he opened the schoolbag, took out the quill pen and ink bottle, dipped in the ink, and wrote his name on the book, "Lian Sumo."

He was identified with the book from birth.

All the writing stopped suddenly, and then turned into blank paper, and finally, his name began to appear on it.

Since he got this book, it has appeared in front of him countless times, and he didn't even need to look at the line of words at the bottom.

He can carry it out.

"My love, kill me,

Those who love me, are killed by me,

We are imprisoned by love. "

That is, written in a bright purple handwriting.

Probably the one who keeps writing in bright purple handwriting that all things will eventually return to nothingness.

Lane always felt that he or she might be a little neurotic.

However, he felt that he might also be a little nervous.

He flipped through a few pages, couldn't help but put the quill pen in the book and put it on the table, sat by Avella's bed and looked at her.Reaching out to play with her hair.

She's better when she's asleep, at least not crying from the constant headache.

He held her hair and stared at her face. After a while, he sat back restlessly and began to flip through the book.

The date of birth, date of death, and gender of all members of their family are written on it in detail. When you click the tip of the pen on it, there will be two additional paragraphs, which are his sister's introduction to his life.

Yes, the twin who dies first is always the male.

He really couldn't figure out why it was his sister this time.

When Dumbledore pushed open the door of the infirmary, Ryan put the book in his hand back on the table, "Sir." He said, "Why did you come here?"

"Meet two of my most gifted Transfiguration students," he said, his brown hair shining, "has she been getting more serious lately?"

"Yes." Although Ryan was very reluctant to admit this fact.

Dumbledore waved his wand over the sleeping little girl's head.

"The power of the curse still exists in your blood, but we still only know the result of the curse." He sighed.

"For so many years, we don't even know the content of the curse." Ryan put the book in his hand into the bag, "We only know that the curse will kill one of us after we are 14 years old, and then the surviving one will kill us." People killed our mothers when they turned 17."

"Is this the result of all your research over the years?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yes." Ryan nodded, "It is said that this is a deal with the devil, but the content of the deal is not known to us."

"devil?"

"Sir," Ryan called him solemnly, "This has reached a secret that our family can never tell the outside world."

"Sorry." Dumbledore said, but unexpectedly the girl had woken up.

Lying on her side on her arms, she said in a barely audible voice, "Ryan, I have a headache."

Lots and lots of spells that worked on pain in general, but nothing on her.

Even with the most expensive and rare potions, it was difficult to stop her unbearable headache.

Ryan held her hand and kept telling her, "I'm sorry..."

She kept crying in pain, and all the tears turned into fine emeralds. Ryan kept helping her brush those fine stones off the pillow. Dumbledore couldn't stand it anymore, "Let me give you a sleep spell." , Avella."

She nodded crying, her green eyes starting to swell.

Dumbledore, waving his wand, cast her a sleeping spell.

"Is her headache getting more and more severe? Why does your family's curse seem to strike her very early?"

"Maybe because she is a girl." Ryan collected all his sister's tears and put them in a small bottle.

He said wearily, "Sir, you go back first, I want to stay alone with her for a while."

Dumbledore knew that their family had kept their curse secret to the outside world. Outsiders only knew that it was a curse about death. The men in their family would definitely die, but they didn't know the rest.

Many people are curious, but unless they are of direct blood, they can't even open the book in their house that records the research on the curse.

Dumbledore glanced at the purse lying aside.

He actually understood why he kept paying attention to the siblings.

Elvira always reminded him of Ariana.

Arianna.

He always avoided thinking of the name.

He said, "Lian," and he moved closer to him, "I'll do what I can to help you."

Ryan said, "Thank you, sir," he looked at Dumbledore, bowing his head deeply, "I'm very sorry about your sister. But," he looked at Dumbledore, "they are different .”

The news of their family is very well-informed, and sometimes Dumbledore will feel that there are no secrets among this family, and they know everything about anyone in their family.

"From the moment I can remember, I knew that she and I were destined to lose each other one day," he sat up straight, "I will work very hard to save her, but I also believe that I was already prepared to lose her. "

"Sir, I'm sorry for your loss." Ryan said, couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes, "but please don't feel sorry for us, this is the deal we made with the devil, this is what we have been paying for all these years price."

"What kind of deal is it?" Dumbledore asked. "Isn't this a curse?"

"If you want to keep this secret in your family like your ancestors, this curse will probably never end. Although your entire family has talents and abilities that ordinary people cannot possess, but..."

"Mr. Dumbledore." Ryan said, "I can't say any more." He looked at Dumbledore, "Please get out."

Dumbledore realized that the boy in front of him was obviously immersed in grief, he stood up, said nothing, and backed out directly.

Ryan took out the book from the bag again. There was a silver buckle on the thick cover of the book. He put his hand on the book but did not open it. He just pressed his palm on the silver buckle and waited until he When he spread his palms in front of him again, the pattern on the silver buckle was already printed on the palms.

It is a phoenix coiling itself into a circle with its tail feathers in its mouth.