The Witch's Bodyguard [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

Cedric Diggory died, and he passed away so quickly that he didn't even have time to leave his last words.

The haze of sadness shrouded the entire Hogwarts, and all the Hufflepuff students were in grief without exception. Cedric was so outstanding, he was the pride of the whole Hufflepuff.Of course not only them, every house is extremely saddened by his death, even some students in Slytherin are also affected, although they preach death every day, when death really comes to them Shock isn't actually fun.

When Ma Linglong returned to Hogwarts, Dumbledore was reading the eulogy for Cedric, and he told every student that Voldemort killed him, and the expressions on the faces of the students were more obvious than sadness, fear, Fear, disbelief, yet no whispers.

Although the Ministry of Magic did not allow Dumbledore to tell the fact that Voldemort had returned in front of the students, they were afraid that once this matter was exposed, the entire wizarding world would be in chaos again.But Dumbledore insisted on this, the truth of Cedric's death cannot be concealed, it would be a blasphemy against his sacrifice.

It could be seen that Dumbledore was sad and exhausted. He stood at the highest place in the auditorium, but he couldn't show his speech talent to the teachers and students with his passionate voice like he did at the beginning of school.There were tears in Dumbledore's eyes. He might have shed tears for Cedric, but no one noticed the fleeting fragility.

Snape noticed Ma Linglong, and he saw her standing in the farthest corner with an expressionless face. Snape quickly looked away, his clenched fists hidden in the wide wizard robe making the sound of muscle rubbing.

"Tell me the ins and outs." Ma Linglong said, she silently led Sirius out of the auditorium, and she couldn't stand there calmly before Dumbledore finished speaking.

"The trophy is the Portkey, which brought Harry and Cedric to a graveyard at the same time." Sirius said angrily, gritting his teeth and uttering every word forcefully, "The Mad-Eye Moody we saw was a minibus Bartemius Crouch Jr. pretended to be the Death Eater who threw Harry's name into the Goblet of Fire, and we were all wrong."

Barty Crouch Jr., a fanatical follower of Voldemort, was a senior official in the Ministry of Magic before that, as was his father, and the Crouch family lived a decent upper-class life until he was killed by Karkaroff Report it.Crouch tortured the Longbottoms with the Cruciatus Curse, in order to get news of Voldemort from them, which drove Neville's parents crazy.

However, he didn't stay in prison for long before he was dropped, and Crouch's mother used Polyjuice Potion to transform into his son's appearance and go to jail instead.As for himself, because old Crouch found out that his son really regarded Voldemort as a spiritual pillar, his idea terrified old Crouch, and he kept his son at home all year round under the care of house-elves, covering them with an invisibility cloak. Crouch's presence.

14 years later, Barty Crouch Jr. escaped. With the help of other Death Eaters, he met Voldemort who was in the incubation period. At that time, Voldemort was only the size of a baby, but Crouch was still loyal to him regardless of his own life.A huge conspiracy began to brew, and Voldemort finally planned a very risky task, and Barty Crouch Jr. was selected as No.1 to perform this task.

He sneaked up on the real Mad-Eye Moody, and of course he wasn't the only one. Crouch and Peter Pettigrew worked together to subdue Moody with difficulty.They didn't kill him right away, but only used the Imperius Curse on Moody that wouldn't make him completely crazy. Crouch needed to keep Moody to ask him questions, and understand his past and behavior habits before he could pretend to be alive. It was done seamlessly.

Barty Crouch Jr. turned into Moody with Polyjuice Potion, and pretended to care about Harry and advise him.He gave Sirius an illusion that Moody was just a bad temper, but most of the time he was a nice guy.

It turned out that Crouch had indeed lied to everyone, and both Sirius and Harry trusted him.

Ma Linglong didn't smell the compound decoction because the fake Moody had always been very cautious. He knew that Ma Linglong was very good at potions like Transformation Potion.He brought two iron jugs, and only the one in the inside pocket of his clothes was the real Polyjuice Potion. He had processed the potion in advance to make it smell of alcohol.

Ma Linglong finally understood why she was forced to leave halfway. Voldemort was obviously very afraid of her. He knew that the longer Ma Linglong stayed at school, the harder it was to hide his secrets.Chang Luo's appearance, Hydra's insight plan, everything that happened around them is intertwined, and she even suspects that even the attacks on Stark and Strange were planned by conspirators in advance part.

Cedric's body had been taken away by his parents, and they didn't blame anyone who was there at the time, and even Harry left them the prize money, which they were unwilling to accept.

"Blake, this matter involves too much scope. I don't know where to start. I'm in a mess now. Too many things have happened. There are traces for everything." Ma Linglong paused After coming down, she thought of many doubts, but it was difficult to grasp the key point, "Maybe I shouldn't leave school, if I am here..."

"Those things will happen to you here, Linglong, I can't blame you. If someone must be blamed, I am also responsible. I shouldn't trust fake Moody. I was dazzled by the victory at the time. If I Use your brain..." He shook his head and said guiltily, "No, I have no way of judging whether he is real or not, just like I didn't know Peter Pettigrew had betrayed him 14 years ago."

Ma Linglong slapped the stone pillar next to her heavily: "Take me to the final competition site."

"what are you going to do?"

"Cedric's soul should still be there."

Sirius brought Ma Linglong to the Quidditch pitch. One could imagine that a few hours ago, the entire stadium must have been filled with rumbling shouts and the sound of artillery fire.

Ma Linglong successfully summoned Cedric's soul. As expected, he did not reincarnate, and it was difficult for people who were hit by Avada Kedavra to enter reincarnation automatically.Cedric still had a warm smile on his face, and despite being a ghost, he remained comfortably amiable.

"I'm sorry, Professor Lillian." Cedric said shamelessly, "I let you down, right? I didn't win the championship, but Harry was really good. Not only did he help me in the final competition, And invited me to get the trophy with him, he's a veritable winner."

The same is true for Cedric, but these are not important anymore. The trophy is a trap, and nothing good will happen to anyone who picks it up.

At least Cedric didn't have much pain. He died after winning, so he could be as happy as he is now.

Not knowing what else to say, Sirius looked away sadly.

"I want to talk to Digory alone." Ma Linglong said to Sirius, "Will you wait for me over there?" She pointed to the stands.

Sirius patted Ma Linglong on the shoulder, cast a sympathetic look at Cedric, and walked away.

"You are the best student I have ever taught." Ma Linglong didn't say "one", because Cedric is indeed a rare genius, even Hermione can't keep up with him, "It's me who should say sorry, I should accompany you to the end, I should..." She shook her head unconsciously, Ma Linglong didn't know what else she could do.

"It's a pity. I've already written the application form. I originally planned to send the letter to the Quidditch headquarters in England after the game." Cedric walked up to Ma Linglong, still smiling, "But It's nothing, it doesn't matter if you don't play Quidditch, at least I persisted until the end, and I helped Harry escape from the devil."

The more Cedric tried to comfort Ma Linglong, the more her grief became unbearable. She tried hard to force herself to show a strong side in front of the students, but after Ma Linglong found out that there was no Shenlong, it became difficult for her to control her tears surging trend.

Cedric was a little at a loss: "Are you crying, Professor? This is a bit troublesome. I don't know how to comfort you in my current state, but at least one thing you should be proud of me. I'm not afraid, really, I saw Death Eater Assassin, I had no intention of backing down when he killed me with a spell."

"Don't tell anyone that I cried." Ma Linglong wiped away her tears indiscriminately, she was sure that Sirius hadn't seen it, "You just, what did you just say, you were killed by Death Eaters, you saw his appearance Yet?"

"I didn't see it," Cedric recalled. "He was a little short, and the cloak covered his face, and I thought maybe Harry saw it."

"Didn't Voldemort do it himself?" Ma Linglong asked.

Cedric shook his head: "I'm not sure, I don't think so, you have to ask Harry, I have no memory of what happened after that. But I know, Voldemort was reborn, I saw him, right here, I I know we're going to be in trouble, but I can't help you any more."

"You've done enough, Diggory." Ma Linglong stroked Cedric's soft hair, "Leave the rest to us. What last wish do you need me to fulfill for you?"

"I want to see my parents again, and I want to say sorry to them." Cedric said, "But I don't know if I can do it?"

"Yes." Ma Linglong squatted down and grabbed a handful of dirt. This was Cedric's favorite Quidditch pitch. He put the dirt into a glass bottle and handed it to Cedric, "Take it on the ground." Beside you, you will appear in your parents’ dreams, remember, don’t be too nostalgic, the soil will slowly decrease, before the last dust remains, you have to come out of the dream, otherwise you will not be able to reincarnate.”

"Can I be their son again, if I succeed in reincarnation?" Cedric was eager to know the answer.

"I can't guarantee this. You can tell them what you think." Ma Linglong said, "If you insist on renewing your relationship with your parents and be sincere, maybe Death will grant your wish. After all, you are If you die because of Avada Kedavra, the messengers of hell will take pity on you."

"Thank you, Professor Lillian." Cedric smiled again.

Ma Linglong said tremblingly, "I don't deserve your thanks."

"You are the best teacher I have ever met." Cedric hugged Ma Linglong gently, "Can I meet Qiu by the way, I want to tell him that I love her."

"Well, watch out for the dirt."

Cedric left, and his smile was the only thing he left for Ma Linglong.

Ma Linglong came to Sirius, and she sat weakly on the stand. Even though she had faced enough deaths, every experience was a blow to her.

"We will avenge him." Sirius put his arm around Ma Linglong's shoulders, "Since Voldemort has returned, and his goal is Harry, we will unite and fight like we did 14 years ago."

Ma Linglong lowered her head, her heart filled with gratitude to Sirius, her vision blurred again, and a few drops of water fell to the ground.Tears were so unfamiliar to Ma Linglong that she had to react for a few seconds before realizing that those drops of water were falling from her own eyes.

A piece of ginger-yellow sycamore leaf slowly floated above Ma Linglong's head. Sirius pinched it in his hand and was about to throw it away when a word suddenly appeared on it, which was Ma Linglong's English name.

"I think this is yours." Sirius said, and he handed the leaf to Ma Linglong, "Are you crying?"

"It's just that I didn't sleep well last night." Ma Linglong said calmly, and she took the leaf from Sirius.

Yet Sirius knew she was crying.

This was a message from Snape to her. The handwriting on it did not belong to anyone, but it was signed with a nickname known only to Ma Linglong, the Half-Blood Prince.This is Snape's hidden identity. He advocates black magic and is a student of Slytherin, but he is not a pure-blood. He used to write a lot of evaluations about black magic under the pseudonym "Half-Blood Prince". I know this. There are very few people.

There is a layer of magic on the surface of the leaf, and only when Ma Linglong gets it will the real content be revealed.

[It was Peter Pettigrew who killed Cedric, and Lucius Malfoy was also present. ]

After the handwriting was displayed, the leaves quickly spontaneously ignited and turned into ashes.

"It's the Avada Kedavra that Peter Pettigrew shot at Cedric." Ma Linglong clenched her fists and stood up.

But whether it's the other Death Eaters or Peter Pettigrew, the debt will eventually fall on Voldemort's head.

Sirius roared angrily: "I knew it, I knew that bastard was still there!"

"Wait, Blake." Ma Linglong pulled Sirius' arm and said, "Do you want to go to Peter Pettigrew now? Save yourself some effort, and there will be opportunities in the future. The whole thing is not that simple, everything started early It's arranged, Blake, and promise me not to rush, until all things are clear."

Ma Linglong came to Dumbledore's office alone, she approached the mouth of the monster stone statue, and tapped the toe of the stone statue lightly, Dumbledore allowed Ma Linglong to enter, it bounced away, revealing the hole behind the stone statue.Ma Linglong went up the spiral escalator until she came to the oak door and knocked lightly.

The door opened slowly, and she walked in, with Dumbledore's back turned to her, his long robes dragging a little on the floor.Dumbledore's back looked particularly bleak, and he was putting the thoughts in his mind into the Pensieve.

"Sorry, Linglong." Dumbledore turned around slowly, "I forgot to prepare your favorite food for you."

"It's okay, I can't eat now." Ma Linglong came to a sofa and sat down. Dumbledore dragged his heavy body and leaned towards Ma Linglong. She raised her head and looked into the old man's blue eyes , "There must be spies in the Ministry of Magic." She said, this is not a question.

"Your dragon has disappeared." Dumbledore didn't answer immediately, but noticed another issue he was more concerned about, and he said kindly, "Fawkes obviously doesn't understand why this is happening. It keeps looking at you, but Not close."

Phoenix called softly, as if asking where Shenlong had gone.

"However, I'm not sure if it's right for me to do this." Ma Linglong said, she touched the forearm of her right hand, and there was no power there, "I put a curse on Voldemort back then, and he and his people were Can't kill me unless he doesn't want to live, but with Shenlong gone, the curse is gone."

"But he doesn't know yet." Dumbledore said, "No one knows, don't tell anyone, even your most trusted person." Dumbledore made a cup of coffee for Ma Linglong himself, and he didn't show too much Sadness, but it doesn't mean that his heart is really as calm as his surface at the moment, "He is back, even though we all know that he will come back one day, we just didn't expect him to appear quietly beside us."

Everyone guessed the wrong direction. Everyone, including Dumbledore, thought that the person who put Harry's name in the Goblet of Fire was trying to cause Harry to die accidentally during the game.Moody is Dumbledore's most trusted partner. He didn't expect Moody to be hurt in advance. This also proves that the Ministry of Magic has indeed leaked the news, because all newly hired teachers will be approved and stamped by the Ministry of Magic.Coincidentally, a former Death Eater, Karkaroff, appeared in everyone's field of vision, and they all focused on him. No one noticed that Moody was a fake, and he was indeed well disguised.

"The Death Eaters also intervened in the Muggle disputes, and I think they may be planning to benefit from it." Ma Linglong said, she told Dumbledore about the Avengers, "We were all fooled, right? , dark wizards and Muggle terrorists teamed up to design the same plan?"

"They almost succeeded, no doubt," said Dumbledore, his eyes flashing with triumph, but it was quickly drowned in his melancholy, "but they didn't, neither Harry nor Your friends, the Avengers, we have won."

Ma Linglong said: "When the Ministry of Magic will make this public, the newspaper should publish it today. The news about Voldemort's return."

"You know, boy, if everyone was as brave as you are, Voldemort wouldn't have had so many followers." Dumbledore said heavily, "The Minister for Magic refuses to acknowledge the fact that Voldemort is back. Lie, I think I should take that seat, don't I?"

Ma Linglong wasn't sure if Dumbledore was joking, he seemed to be serious: "If you were the Minister of Magic, you would be pushed out of office soon." Ma Linglong said honestly, "After all, you are impartial and impartial. In that kind of place, justice will suffer."

"You're right." Dumbledore paced back and forth a few times, walking around the room like an ordinary old man worrying about troublesome things. Dumbledore never showed himself in front of outsiders Helpless, "So I'm not thinking about it."

"What do you think of, if there is any need, I am willing to do my best."

"Thank you, son." Dumbledore leaned casually in front of a table, he stroked his white and curly beard, "I'm looking for something that I might have overlooked." He seemed to be talking to himself, Dumbledore stared at a window, and there was nothing there, "something that would explain why these horrors keep happening, slipped out of my mind every time I was close to finding the answer. "

"I don't understand, Professor." Ma Linglong said.

"You should understand." Dumbledore said, looking at her, "Why couldn't Voldemort be killed?"

Ma Linglong seemed to have grasped that point, her back straightened up: "Kunlun Mountain has a secret technique of longevity."

"I know that, but I don't think Voldemort would like that form of immortality." Dumbledore looked down for a moment, "but maybe, there's something like that..."

"Professor." Ma Linglong said, "Don't force yourself, I've lost enough, I don't want to lose you again."

Dumbledore opened his mouth slightly, he was a little surprised, but the next moment he smiled amiably, he walked up to Ma Linglong and hugged his favorite student: "You should go back to Anthony, you need a A hug that calms you more than mine."

Ma Linglong said with difficulty: "I don't want him to see me like this."

It was already the next afternoon when Stark saw Sirius again.

Ma Linglong didn't bring any communication tools back to the magical world, she left in such a hurry that she didn't even say goodbye to Stark, not even a goodbye.So Stark planned to find Ma Linglong's owl, which was the only tool that could communicate with the wizarding world. He remembered that the little guy who always fell out of hair should be in the building, and then he remembered in frustration that the furball seemed to be a few days ago. He went to India with a letter in his mouth. 【Lupine in India】

Stark didn't know what happened. There was music playing in the living room, and he couldn't hear it clearly. Stark only heard a name, a boy's name, and what happened to him.

That boy must be very important to Ma Linglong. Her expression was shocked at that time, and the shaker slipped from her hand onto the bar, spilling a table full of wine.

Stark didn't show a jealous reaction to an unfamiliar name, he was more worried, because what Sirius brought was definitely not good news.Wait a minute, thought Stark, it's been a long time since he's cared about the wizarding world, how is everything over there now?

Steve was there when Sirius emerged from the closet, his blond hair beaded with sweat from his workout, and he took a sip of his sports drink, and Sirius was already standing in front of him.

"Mr. Black?" Steve said, he was briefly surprised, "You guys, are you okay?"

He glanced behind Sirius, there was no Ma Linglong.

Stark told the Avengers that the real purpose of this closet is not to warm up, it is a channel for wizards to come and go.

"I'm looking for Anthony." Sirius still had a little grudge against Steve, because he insisted on closing the passage because of the New York War.

"I'll help you contact him." Steve said friendly, and he said to the air, "Jarvis, where is Stark now?"

"Attic bedroom, Captain Rogers," said Jarvis.

"Please tell him. Mr. Black is waiting for him in the drawing room."

Sirius asked curiously: "Who were you talking to just now?"

"Smart housekeeper." Steve thought for a while, "You can be your house elf, an invisible house elf."

"You also know about house elves?" Sirius asked in surprise.

"I don't know much about your world, I just heard Linglong talk about it." Steve said, he wiped the sweat from the corners of his eyes, and took the sports drink in his hand, "Then, you wait here for a while, Si Tucker will show up soon. We are all worried about Linglong, especially Stark, please let me know if you need anything."

"Thanks," he said. "You can call me Sirius."

Stark ran out in his pajamas and barefoot. He and Sirius hugged first, and then eagerly wanted to know about Ma Linglong.

"She's fine," said Sirius. "I mean, it wasn't her who was hurt. The problem was with the students..." Sirius paused, "There's a lot going on at Hogwarts, Voldemort, you probably don't know what It's Voldemort. Some students died, Linglong is very sad, very sad."

"Why isn't she back?" Stark asked eagerly.

"That's why I came to you," said Sirius. "I've never seen her like that before, and I don't know what to do. I can only come to you. I thought, would you like to go to school with me?"

"Of course!" Stark said, "Let's go now."

"Aren't you going to change your clothes?"

"Captain, hey, sorry, can I throw over the shirt and jeans you're holding?"

Steve looked at the underwear he was about to take to the room: "I don't mind, but are you sure about my size?"