[HP] If Dudley had a sister

Even the least concerned student of Gryffindor gossip slowly realized that Hermione Granger, the annoying lady-know-it-all, was gradually getting along with only the Savior's sister, who was walking with her. Now she can often see her roommates walking with her—but more often she walks with the Savior and his party.

This made many people very jealous. The atmosphere between Harry, Ron, and Deborah was so deep that they couldn't get in at all. I don't know how many people said that they didn't take the title of savior seriously, but they still wanted to join in. In this circle, the unattractive Hermione integrated into it so easily.

At the beginning, some people knew the truth was "Deborah was with Hermione when she was crying, and happened to meet a troll, and the savior hero saved the beauty." In the end, it was passed on by good people as a popular version, "Hermione doesn't like Deborah being a beauty. Cry, the troll strikes, the savior hero saves the beauty."

"That's what - which bastard said it!" Hermione patted the dining table angrily, and the silver tableware was shaken to make a "jingling" sound.

"That's right! Who said that!" Ron yelled dissatisfiedly, "Why didn't this story mention me at all! In the end, I was the one who gave the troll the last blow!"

"It was Harry who held the troll in front of you first," Deborah reminded him.

"Stop talking..." Harry looked depressed. He felt that he hadn't washed the disgusting snot smell of the troll off his wand until now.

Deborah saw a familiar figure walking towards Hufflepuff's long table from a distance, her eyes widened in surprise, and she shouted, "Augus!"

The boy who was called turned his head and looked at Deborah who was calling him on the long Gryffindor table, with a puzzled expression on his face.When Deborah saw his expression, she realized that she hadn't had time to know him this week—in fact, there were too many rebirths, and her memory would be a little messed up.Deborah immediately withdrew her familiar expression: "Uh, I mean, make friends?"

The boy named "Augus" was stunned for a moment, then nodded and ran away with a blushing face. The boy who was walking next to him smiled cheaply and pushed him with his arm.

"When did you know him, Deborah?!" Hermione leaned over and asked curiously.

"Ah... I used to see him and thought he was nice, so I wanted to get to know him." Deborah said.

The three weeks didn't just give Deborah painful memories. She also had a boyfriend in the second week-Augus. Deborah didn't want to be a character in the plot at the time, so the two quickly dated after they got acquainted, and of course they broke up quickly, because they could be friends but could never be a couple. Both of them felt that there was no such thing as a couple. atmosphere.

Erzhou Mu Augustus is her best friend.

"But that guy is very inconspicuous, not handsome, not as handsome as me!" Ron said, he turned his head slightly to his good brother Harry, trying to ask him for approval.

Harry also quickly said to Deborah: "That's right! Deborah, you have to look at people! Learn from my mother!"

"I just want to be friends with him..." Deborah was helpless.

"When we were in school, you said you thought the boy in the next class was nice and wanted to be friends with him, but he confessed to you a month later!" Harry complained aggrievedly.

"Hey, I'm not with him again!"

Most of the time Deborah will bicker and chat with Harry and them like this, but she also has times when she sneaks away, she and them are too different in mental age, when they chat about the latest entertainment or what the 11 year old is interested in On the news, Deborah sneaks away, not wanting to embarrass the atmosphere or bore herself.For another example, when the plot of the original book unfolded as scheduled, Deborah didn't want to deliberately get involved in everything.

The lake at Hogwarts is a great place to rest.

The golden sun as thick as peanut oil, the sky as clean as dust.Just when Deborah thought she could finally relax for a moment, she was splashed by the water on the lake-someone jumped out of the water suddenly.

"Mermaid——? If it's not right, the mermaid wouldn't jump out of the water casually!" Deborah hurriedly wiped the water off her face.

And mermaids aren't that pretty either.

"Merlin! I'm really sorry!" The person who spoke was a boy, or a teenager. He had the same black hair as Harry, but it had to be said that he had a temperament that Harry didn't have. For the first time, Deborah sincerely Think a boy can be so perfect - she knows who he is.

"Cedric..." Deborah said softly.

"You know me?" Cedric was taken aback.

Deborah pursed her lips.

In the third week, in order to sneak attack Voldemort in the Goblet of Fire, she deliberately approached Cedric in the second half of the third year, and in order to get his hair or nails to make Polyjuice Potion, she pretended to be him at the end of the game. In order to divert the attention of Dumbledore who pays attention to her from time to time, it turned out that she and Cedric talked about love, which was her second love.Cedric was handsome and gentle, and Deborah had no reason to reject him. They didn't break up until Deborah died in the third week.

Seeing Cedric again now, Deborah feels a little sad. She used to like him, but it has only become a good memory after so many years—and what she likes is the mature and stable Cedric in fifth grade. , It's not the childish boy now.

But seeing his "who are you" stranger's eyes now, Deborah will still be upset!Not happy!

"You are very famous - you are handsome and have good grades, and you are also very good at playing Quidditch. Your smile is praised as Hufflepuff's "sunniest smile." After Deborah finished speaking, Cedric Ke suddenly laughed out loud, his wet hair stuck to his face, but it didn't stop him from laughing.

"Who do you think this person is?" Cedric looked convinced.

Deborah looked at the man in front of her with her upper body naked, because she was soaked in the water for too long, her whole body was like a duck that fell into the water. It was far different from the glamorous appearance in the rumors, and the dazzling appearance in Deborah's memory. Far.

"The rumors are really unbelievable." Deborah laughed like a flower.

"Someone in our grade wrote a special article for the school's influential figures, introducing each of them by the way, and I saw 'her long golden hair is like the waves of autumn wild wheat, her blue eyes are like precious gems, her posture Graceful and dignified, her appearance is the glory of Hogwarts...', I was wondering who this person is? Is there such a person in Hogwarts? Why didn't I know her? I saw her name later — Deborah Dursley."

After the girl finished speaking, she stuck out her tongue, sighed and shrugged.

The helplessness of the girl was reflected in Cedric's pupils. He smiled and said, "Is this something that has been handed down in your academy? I want to find it another day."

Deborah froze for a moment, she remembered that this was only spread out later.So she turned around and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Cedric swam to the bank, exposing his tail, which had been submerged in the water.He said with some frustration: "I made a bet with my friends that I could learn this spell before the teacher started class. Later, I found out that I was wrong. I can't completely turn into murlocs but also be able to move freely in the water. Really It's a little hard to grasp. The waterproof charm I just had suddenly failed again..."

"Can you repeat the spell for me?" Deborah said.

Cedric hesitated for a while. Deborah knew that she was unbelievable as a first-year student. When she was about to take back the words as if she hadn't said anything, Cedric recited the spell seriously: "ChErueo."

Deborah didn't expect Cedric to really take a first-year student seriously as someone she could give her advice, but she quickly realized that Cedric was such a person.She lived up to Cedric's trust and offered apt advice: "Try elongating the middle and adding the ending roll, like this 'ChE—rueo—' and remember, while reading The wand glides slightly, while concentrating the magic on the lungs and lower body."

Cedric looked at her in surprise, and after practicing it, it turned out to be what he wanted.

"Are you...a first grader?" Cedric said.

"...That's right."

The big Hufflepuff boy's expression grew even more dejected.

Deborah couldn't comfort him with the fact that she "got the trick slowly in the third grade", so she could only say, "When I was flipping through textbooks of other grades, I asked Professor McGonagall specifically."

It's ridiculous—but Cedric believed it, and if he didn't believe it, he couldn't find a better way to comfort himself.

"Let's make friends!" Cedric smiled cheerfully, which made his handsome face even more handsome.

Can't look directly like the sun.Deborah thought.

Since meeting Cedric that day, the two would greet each other with a smile when they met at school. Harry was a little unhappy, but Deborah didn't know why he was unhappy—she had a good relationship with her Quidditch opponent. is he angry

Hermione's relationship with Harry and Ron is getting better and better, and she can increasingly see the shadow of the future Gryffindor Iron Triangle.The three of them would sometimes gather together to discuss something, and once Deborah asked casually, Hermione asked her a serious question: "Deborah...

What do you think of Snape? "

"Who? Professor Snape? Why did you mention him all of a sudden?" Deborah probably had a clue in her mind.

"Did you forget the last time we caught Snape trying to kill Harry during a Quidditch match!" Hermione said seriously.

"But I also saw Quirrell doing weird things." Deborah recalled that dangerous Quidditch match, and she tried to convince Hermione with Hagrid's words: "Hagrid also guarantees that Professor Snape will not Will it hurt Harry?"

"But that's what I saw with my own eyes! And we recently found out that Snape was going to steal something from the school, maybe he also released the troll!" The little brown-haired witch said excitedly.

"Calm down..." Deborah, who knew the murderer was Voldemort, tried to reassure Hermione.

"Why do you think it's Snape? You see, to release the troll, you need to hide from Headmaster Dumbledore, but also seize the right timing, and harm Harry too. This requires the most meticulous thinking and the best mind. It's obvious..." Deborah cut off.

Hermione had a look of "You see, the more you talk, the more Snape gets".

Well, Deborah comforted herself, Voldemort would choose someone, and chose a Quirrell who looked stupid and was actually stupid.