Wild child

Fanny's birthday just happened to be a few days before the summer vacation, and Mrs. Conwell usually celebrated her on the second day of the vacation. She had hardly thought of this date before.Most of the gifts Smith gave her on her birthday were CDs of her favorite jazz music, while Mrs. Conwell always liked to send her photos and portraits.

The protagonist of all the photos is a woman with light gray curly long hair, light blue eyes, and a typical Nordic appearance.Her skin, which was always tanned in a dark honey color, was strangely coordinated with this appearance. Judging from the contrast between Fanny's skin color, which was almost the same as hers, and the skin exposed when her cuffs were rolled up, she must have been quite fair originally.

Most of the photos in childhood were accompanied by a brown-haired girl, with a smile on her face with a little baby fat, vaguely showing the prototype of an elegant and generous image in the future; a few photos in youth were of a black-haired man with obvious Asian descent Beside him, there was a serious face, his skin was also tanned, and there was a little bit of Fanny's shadow between his eyebrows and eyes—perhaps it was more appropriate to say that Fanny had his shadow between his eyebrows and eyes.

Smith complained quite a few times why Fanny never called Mrs. Conwell's mother, as if they were not family, and Fanny just smiled every time.

Smith and Mrs. Conwell had the same brown hair, a manner and easy-going disposition that exuded elegance everywhere, and it was only natural for him to call her Mama, but it was not for Fanny.Mrs. Conwell loved Fanny very much, and Fanny loved Mrs. Conwell very much, but as someone who took good care of herself, not as her own mother.

Isabella Conwell isn't like Fanny Sanchez's mom.

The woman in the photo is in high spirits, her eyes are like shooting stars, and her long hair is blowing in the wind in the mountains. She gives Fanny a feeling that Mrs. Conwell will never be able to give.

Fanny imagined a full life without a mother, or without a mother who took good care of her.Her imaginary mother was like the gypsy woman who gave Amy her black eyes, left the child with gentle and reliable companions, and sailed away.Drifting among the waves and mountains, his body exudes the temperament of the wilderness, mysterious and proud.She would suddenly appear in front of her daughter on an unexpected night, talk about the thrilling experiences during the journey in a few words and lightly, leave a few warnings, and disappear without a trace within a few days.

Well, she admitted it was a little strange, but she really didn't have much desire for a normal family life, maybe imagined it, but it was just like Amy's occasional daydream about going away with her mother, feeling uncomfortable with the life she was used to. Change your mind between tired intervals.

But it didn't matter, she had learned earlier that she was different.Thanks to the combined eyes of both parents, she has been called "bastard", "freak", "goblin" and many more unpleasant names, but fortunately, she has been very aware of "different" from the beginning. dangerous.You must know that the Muggle world she lives in is not as happy and peaceful as Hermione's. It's okay to steal, fight, kill, deceive and cheat on the basis of "the same kind", but as long as there is a little bit beyond the "normal range"-such as the color of the eyes is very different. If she is a bit more mainstream, she will be treated like a deer in a pack of wolves, so when she was 6 years old, she accidentally shot a vicious dog guarding the orchard, and her first reaction was to cover up all signs of "extraordinary" .

Fanny always believed that thanks to these eyes, she could live until now.

She has little troubles but good luck in big things, and she meets Benjamin not long after.The run-down house in what Mrs. Evan called "the dirty place" was the only home she could think of after leaving the orphanage and what she had called home.

Benjamin Swain.Walking quickly on the way to the house, thinking of the owner of the house, Fanny's tense expression due to anger softened a little.She had somewhere to go anyway, and she did miss that guy a lot.

In Fanny's impression, Benjamin was a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard and gray blond hair. When he was young, his muscular body had been loose and aging, his cheeks were drooping, and he smelled of alcohol and decadence.But once his thoughts turn to certain places, he only needs to grit his teeth, and his jaw will show a hard line like a knife chopping an axe, and a pair of blue eyes will flash a cold knife light, and unsuspecting people will face him face to face. Such a scare will inevitably cause a shock, and the timid may fall off the chair.

Fanny always thought this expression was cool, but even with the help of slapping the table, she still felt that her deterrent effect was less than one-tenth of Benjamin's.Only later did she realize that it was the aura that only those who had experienced the baptism of war would have.

Benjamin had an indissoluble bond with the army in the first half of his life. When he was 35 years old, he was discharged from the army because of some things he didn't want to mention. Spider's End.One morning, ten years after he moved into the dilapidated house at the entrance of the alley, he came back from the tavern with drunken steps, and stumbled over Fanny who had fallen at the door.For unknown reasons, he "picked up" this inexplicable little girl back home, and for the first time since retiring from the army, he began to do things other than fighting, drinking, cursing and meeting the basic physiological needs of normal people.

After waking up, Fanny accepted the fact that she was "picked up" very quickly. Given the unfamiliarity of the place, she behaved extremely well-behaved.In her life, there is never a lack of lonely, weird and irritable people, but it is really rare to see such recalcitrant people. It didn't take long for Fanny to confirm that the other party would not be swayed by her little flattery, so she simply The time-consuming and labor-intensive camouflage was easily removed.

Afterwards, a certain little girl who didn't know how to be tall and thick had the cheek to stay at the house of an uncle who was physically and mentally unhealthy at first sight and frightened to death when he showed a fierce look. She found some rags and made a floor bunk.Although the other party didn't respond, he didn't mean to drive her away, and if he didn't have a meal, he would set aside a little more.

Benjie sometimes went to do odd jobs to support himself during the day, and spent most of the rest of the time in the tavern.Fanny, who was bored, went out for a stroll, and then something happened without any surprise—where did Fanny Sanchez not have an accident?

Exclusiveness is a common feature of all small closed settlements. The lower the status, the more boring the life is, the more so. No matter how you live and die, once a "foreign object" invades, everyone will often unite like a mother-born brother. sisters.And Spider's End Alley is a place where few people care about at the bottom of the society. It is not difficult to imagine how warmly the outsider Fanny with a pair of "monster eyes" will be welcomed.

So Fanny quickly determined that apart from being deceived by anyone, Benjamin would never be surprised by anything.It was the first time I saw Fanny knock down all the children besieging her in an instant and throw the boy who was pulling her hair and ripping off her clothes more than ten meters away. Fanny, in a daze, Fanny noticed that he didn't even change the frequency of his steps before and after the incident.

After that, there was training. After three or two rounds, some of Benjamin's tendencies were exposed. Many times, Fanny had no doubt that if she hadn't had magic, she would have been beaten to death.After making some progress, Fanny began to feel that Benjamin tended to suffer more and more the longer he lived, or how could someone be happier the more he was beaten?One time when she was hit all over the face by a fist that was aggravated by magic, she actually saw the wooden-faced man smile—and she always felt that he could avoid being hit straight.

With her keen senses and flashes of inspiration or shit luck, almost at the same time she could clearly feel a certain power in her body and learn to release it, Fanny developed more practical skills --treat.Exaggerated combat power will make everyone angry, and when the strength is always exhausted, treatment is the real self-protection ability.Benjamin was noncommittal about Fanny's theory.

More than a month later, Fanny reluctantly went back under the pressure of Gerda and Smith whom she had found along the way, and then she spent about half a year with Benjamin intermittently, beating the spider tail all over the place. The brats in the alley and some adults with special hobbies, of course, were beaten all over the place at the same time.

Reminiscing about the past and high-intensity exercise are good ways to distract attention. It takes more than ten miles to walk down the river from Mrs. Conwell's place to Spider's End Lane. When passing an alley leading to an orphanage on the way, Fan Ni was already in the mood to be pleased that she hadn't blown Smith and the house up in a fit of temper, and Dumbledore's method seemed to be working.

For the remaining few miles, Fanny devoted all her energy to maintaining the frequency of her legs moving forward alternately.The sun had already set, and the sweat in the evening wind was cold and greasy sticking to her body. The jeans, which were barely stuffed in, were now so stretched that she could hardly move an inch. She could feel her own stupidity every time she took a step forward. .

She was now wearing the clothes she wore when she and Dumbledore left the orphanage two years ago, and her bare feet were wearing a pair of battered sneakers that were still too big even now, and she was dragging the box with one hand and the cage with the other.The box was bought before the first grade together with all the necessary items for the start of school. It also contained the first grade textbooks and second-hand robes. Not to mention the cage and Miriam inside, it was Fanny’s first birthday present since she could remember. .

To put it simply, Fanny didn't bring anything related to Mrs. Conwell's financial support except for the fat she had grown in her body over the past two years.

When the sign saying "Spider's End Alley" was faintly visible in the night, the exhausted Fanny felt as if she had returned to 5 years ago, a dirty child full of grievances, embarrassed, messy and with nowhere to go.

I haven't seen Benjamin for two years, and I really miss him.

The lights were on in the house at the alley, and Fanny put the cage and box that hurt her arm by the side of the crooked fence, and limped over to knock on the door that was leaking.

When the door opened, Fanny was imagining what Benjamin would look like: after a cold glance, he went straight back the same way half-stumbling, very unwelcome, but he must be heading for the second one when Fanny followed. Pour wine into the glass—thanks to an old man, the low-quality spirits have allowed Fanny to practice a considerable amount of alcohol.

The corners of the mouth froze before forming an arc.

"Who are you?" A dirty young man reeking of alcohol opened the door slightly, staring at the air in front of him for a while before realizing that the person knocking on the door was where he lowered his head.

His confused and excited expression gave Fanny a bad feeling—it was definitely the effect of drugs. Benjamin had a lot of vices, but such things were never allowed to appear in his room.

"Who are you? Where's Benjamin?"

"Dead! Get out!" The door was slammed hard.

Fanny was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously put her hand on the door frame, and the door knocked against her knuckles with a blunt sound.

"You lied! Where is he?!"

"Damn you! Get out!" The man pushed Fanny out, but the body that had been hollowed out by the depraved life had no strength at all, and Fanny threw him back and fell out.

At the same time as the obscenities were roaring out, Fanny had already rushed into the room.

It was clear at a glance that Benjamin was not there.The structure of the room was familiar to her, but there were a few more people who were equally confused and manic.The naked, filthy body and the disgusting smell convinced her that Benjamin was no longer there—or at least not here.

Fanny was dazed for a moment, and was staggered and dragged out by the guy who had already got up. She didn't react to resist.

"I'm fucking wild..."

Boom!Fanny sat on the floor watching the door slam, and took a moment to react.

Gerda and Smith were sure to come to her in the orphanage, and then she had a home and a castle of secrets, and once, wherever she was, she was sure she could come back to this hovel anytime.

Her belief that she would never be nowhere was shattered.She had just realized that this broken house was a bottom line somewhere in her heart, and now it was gone.

Something Dumbledore said that night came to her mind, and he was right, she never fit in around her.She can pull away at any time, so she has nowhere to go, no one to rely on.

Hogwarts?It was at least more than a month later, and she suddenly felt that the place didn't mean much to her—it was just an interesting place, where is there no such place in the world?Hermione?After Fanny rudely rejected her offer numerous times?Orphanage?She would not be welcome at all.Brother Weasley?It's just a casual acquaintance.Maybe Professor Sprout will help her, Dumbledore will definitely find a way to settle her down, and Miriam must be able to find these two, but before he finds them?And she didn't want to find teachers and principals for this kind of thing.

She was truly alone now.

In fact she always has been, no matter how many people around her.Before it made her feel comfortable and cool, now it makes her feel cold.

Fanny stood there blankly for a while, feeling something strange on her face, she wiped it subconsciously, and looked at the water marks on her palm in surprise.

Damn... am I so useless? ……All right.

It made her feel ashamed, but she quickly decided to go with her urge, and plopped down on the edge of the fence, put her arms on her knees, and buried her face in her arms.I don't know when was the last time I cried. She was so awkward that she was not used to it, but like most of the time, after a few adjustments, she found a posture that allowed her to relax, and her voice became smoother.

To put it simply, within a few seconds she began to howl... howling.

As much as I hate to admit it, it was quite a joy.Crying or even screaming in Spider's End is commonplace, and Fanny is not worried about attracting attention, so when she vaguely heard someone shouting "Sanchez" in the excitement, she directly ignored it.

There will be a way, I can... yes, walk to London.The orphanage is a few hours' drive from London, can't it be less than a month's walk?During this period, bathing and eating are easy to solve. Anyway, 90% of people’s locks are—what Benjamin said—to prevent gentlemen from villains, just poke them open, and maybe you can find no one. Most people sleep, but it’s not bad to sleep on the street anyway.

When you arrive in London, find the King's Cross train station, wait until September [-]st to get on the train to Hogwarts, and directly apply to Dumbledore for the fund for needy students, and then buy the things you need.

More importantly, the idea of ​​"walking to London" is really good.

Thinking of Fanny, she became a little happy again, and now she was really ashamed of crying just now.The world is so big, there is nowhere to go back, and nowhere to go?Benjamin... No matter where he is, he definitely disdains such a waste of physical energy as crying.

benjamin.Fanny wiped her face, no matter where she was going, she had to see him first.

The alcoholic who made her call her by his first name, the one who gave her the initial capital to survive in the Muggle world as an untrained witch.

Fortunately, she is quite familiar with this place, the nearest cemetery... ah oh.

Fanny sobbed habitually, then nearly choked—a tall, lanky figure stood before her, greasy black hair, sallow skin, hooked nose, and hard black eyes.

After poking through some part of Voldemort with a fang, and facing a man-tall eight-eyed spider, these characteristics are not deterrent.But when they combine to form a man named Severus Snape, it's different.

The point is, no matter when he came, Fanny was sure that her swollen peach-like eyes would never be hidden.

Every Gryffindor's sworn enemy, Malfoy's umbrella, deducted more points from her than he washed his hair in his life, and she always fancied that it was this toad in her hand when she was punished for sleeping in class and being punished all night to disembowel the toad The face of the old bat.Rather than meeting in this situation, she would rather be stabbed by this guy.

"what are you doing here?"

Fanny was really surprised that Snape's words were not sarcasm, but rather out of words for some reason.Of course, he will never let go of what Snape should say, and if he doesn’t say it now, it doesn’t mean he won’t say it later, a Gryffindor who is crying and talking in a dark alley, what a good subject—as the protagonist , she didn't want to hear it.

So Fanny turned around and grabbed the box with one hand and the cage with the other, "I guess this is not Hogwarts, so thank you for your concern, Mr. Snape—I will let you out later, do you want to be caught and eaten by Lathers?"

The second half of the sentence was addressed to Miriam, who was thrashing around in the cage, and she was going to fly out at this time of night.Lathers is the one guy around here who shoots birds with guns or stones when he's drunk, and the point is, he's amazingly accurate.

Snape looked coldly at Fanny who simply ignored him and took a step, a back that would never look back.It wasn't until she took a few steps that Snape spoke again, resumed his lazy sarcasm: "Swann's hand letter."

The effect is immediate.