[hp] warm as jade

"Ah, I'm learning from Su Qin and Zhang Yi." Rong Jiu replied, "Of course, you may not have heard their names, but this is the answer I can give."

"But why?" Harry looked like he was going to go berserk again, "Who is Su Qin and Zhang Yi? Why can't you tell me? I mean, why can't you trust me?"

Rong Jiu looked at Harry in surprise.

"Sorry, I can't tell you because I am not only responsible to me." Rong Jiu smiled reluctantly, "If the Dark Lord really finds out, not only me, but many people will be very dangerous, so I can not tell you."

"Of course I won't tell Voldemort!" said Harry angrily. "Why don't you believe me? He killed my parents. Do you think I—"

"Of course not, Harry." Rong Jiu reassured, "I'm not doubting anyone. Anyone who can sit here will not betray Professor Dumbledore. Your consent is not required."

"What does that mean?" Harry asked, trying to calm himself.

Rong Jiu asked, "Do you know Legilimency?"

"What do you mean?" Harry asked.

"I know." Hermione said, "I've read it in the book, and it's through spells to read each other's memories and emotions, right?"

Rong Jiu nodded.Harry showed signs of losing control of his emotions again: "If we fell into Voldemort's hands, he wouldn't use Legilimency on us, he would just kill us—"

"No, Harry, I have an immature conjecture. Professor Dumbledore has reservations about it, but I think it is really possible." Rong Jiu finally couldn't maintain that calm look, no Knowing whether she was infected by Harry, she also seemed very anxious and a little worried, "Uh, Professor Dumbledore said about your scars, if the Dark Lord is very emotional, you can feel it, yes no?"

"Yes, is that a problem?" Black answered for Harry.

Rong Jiu frowned tightly: "My family has a deep research on souls, you know that, right? (Harry nodded) I don't think the two people have such a connection just because of some kind of magical sequelae - it's not It's as simple as knee pain on a rainy day. Harry can feel the Dark Lord's strong emotions, and it's likely that a part of the Dark Lord has stayed inside you. I guess, it may be a part of the Dark Lord's soul fragment. If this is the case, it is very likely that he can read some of your memories from your mind without touching you. But at present, he does not seem to be aware of such a connection, and the future is uncertain."

"Professor Dumbledore thinks it's a small part of the Dark Lord's mana." She added, "When he left that scar on you, he left part of the power in your body and caused a certain amount of damage. Mutation, that's not sure. But I stick to my idea."

"How is this possible!" Black stood up excitedly, pacing back and forth in the room, "How could there be a part of Voldemort in Harry?"

"This is just a guess." Rong Jiu said, "But without absolute evidence, we will not make a judgment, nor will we deny any possibility. If we stick to the worst guess, I don't want to take the risk. .”

Harry said nothing.

Is this the reason?Dumbledore shut him up in the Muggle world for the whole vacation, and didn't give him any news, so that he could only rely on eavesdropping on the Muggle news to calm his mind?

It's because he is the greatest danger to the Order of the Phoenix, isn't it?It was possible that Voldemort had news from him, and it was likely that no one knew he had.

So even if you want to tell him something, you have to tell him selectively.Did he choose a part of the news that even if Voldemort heard it, it would not be a big deal?

"...Harry, Harry?" Hermione pushed Harry twice, and then he recovered and found that everyone was looking at him with concern.

"What's the matter?" Harry forced a smile, "I was just—in a daze."

"Oh, Jiu is asking you if you want to consider learning Occlumency." Hermione gave him a suspicious look, obviously not believing what he said, but she didn't ask carefully, explaining.

"Occlumency?" Harry repeated, puzzled.

"Well, to put it simply, it is to close your brain." Rong Jiu shrugged, "In this way, others will not be able to get information from your brain."

"This..." Harry had a hesitant look on his face.

"That's not bad," Blake agreed. "In either case, it's always okay to learn something, right?"

"But how is Harry going to learn?"

"Well, why don't you ask Professor Dumbledore?" Rong Jiu suggested, "He should have good advice."

"He doesn't see me at all." Harry's tone became worse again, "He's avoiding me at all!"

"He just wanted to protect you, Harry," Hermione advised. "He just thought it would be a good idea to give you a break. You've been through so much before..."

"No, maybe not like that." Professor Snape found out that Dumbledore was wrong with Harry, they should have talked about it, right?Perhaps... "Professor Dumbledore may be trying to find a way to let you take over?" Rong Jiu's voice was a little uncertain.

Dumbledore valued Harry very much in front of other people, but according to Harry's own description, this was not the case.It sounds like, to establish the importance of Harry in front of others, but for Harry himself, it is a double training of mind and ability.For example, knowing that the Triwizard Tournament was fraudulent, but still not taking action; another example, after Harry escaped from the Dark Lord, he ignored and concealed it.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked impatiently. "Suppose me to take over? Whose? Why? How do you know?"

"I--"

"Enough!" Mrs. Weasley interrupted their conversation sternly. "You don't need to speculate what Dumbledore meant. Harry, she has told you all she can tell you, and the rest is nothing." It's easy to say. We have been delayed for a long time, and we have to do a big cleaning today, and there are too many foxes in the living room."

The twin brothers let out a whine at the same time.

"Shut up!" Mrs. Weasley commanded imposingly like a high queen in this regard, "here's a cloth, cover your face and get a bottle of spray. Come with me to the living room !"

So the whole morning, they were in the living room, fighting with the fox.They are completely different from what Rong Jiu imagined, she thought they would be something similar to a vixen.

The three girls, Hermione, Ginny and Rong Jiu, were on one side, and the boys were on the other side.With the twins around, there was never a lack of excitement in the room, and Mrs Weasley kept a close eye on them, otherwise they would have some trouble in no time.Rong Jiu saw with her own eyes that Fred—or possibly George—put a fainted vixen into her pocket.

"I think we all owe you an apology, don't we?" Hermione whispered, taking advantage of the confusion, "I didn't know it would bother you—"

"And I, I have to say sorry for my brothers." Ginny also added, "They threw sugar in Lupine's potion, so you were injured at that time."

"Uh, it's okay." Rong Jiu said while throwing a fox into the bag neatly, "I mean it, in a way, I have to thank you. If it wasn't for these things, Maybe now, I don’t even dare to confess my love to the professor.”

"Confession?" Ginny and Hermione looked at each other.

After such a short pause, Mrs. Weasley's gaze turned, and they quickly resumed their work.

"So...you fell in love with Professor Snape?" Hermione asked incredulously, "Uh, but then, you got together?"

"Yes." Rong Jiu was a little embarrassed, but still replied cheerfully, "Although it is difficult, there is still some progress."

"I can't imagine him falling in love." Ginny commented.

"You mean like you're in love?" Hermione joked, "The last time I kissed that Smith at Mrs. Puddiffe's teahouse, I was..."

"Hermione!" Ginny stopped Hermione angrily.

"Okay, okay," Hermione stunned another fox, "but...how did you like him? I mean, he doesn't look approachable, does he?"

"No, the professor is very gentle." Rong Jiu said briskly.

Quiet.

"Ouch! Hermione what are you doing!" Ginny screamed, covering her arms.

"I'm sorry, sorry, are you okay?"

Suddenly, the scene was chaotic.Everyone gathered around, and Mrs. Weasley examined Ginny's arm carefully.

"It's okay, it's okay." She looked at the two girls angrily, "What are you doing? Can you concentrate?"

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Weasley." Hermione apologized hastily.

The cleaning went on again, but Hermione was still absent-minded.

"Gentle? Are you sure you're talking about Professor Snape?" Hermione still found it incredible.

Rong Jiu raised the curtains, and was almost bitten by a fox. After flustered, he took the time to reply: "Yes, the professor is a bit unforgiving, but he is actually very talkative."

"But, how dare you? How do you say it?" Hermione pressed, "Aren't you afraid of losing face or... failing?"

Rong Jiu held the spray and thought for a moment.

"Then what can I do? Who told me to like him?" She said with a smile, "I'm not willing to be a student in his college all the time, even if it's a special one. Then go after him , or live sweetly, or die simply."

"Is that so?" Hermione murmured thoughtfully.

She turned her head sideways, glanced at the enthusiastic boys over there, and sighed softly.

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