[HP] So you are such Anita

Draco lowered his head and said softly, "Anita, do you think my dad is lying too?"

"Although I really don't want to admit it, what Tom just said may be..." Before Anita finished speaking, Draco ran out.

Anita chased in the direction Draco left, and the flickering candle cast her shadow on the wall.And Tom followed Anita slowly.

The portrait on the wall looked at them and made small sounds from time to time.

"Quiet, quiet, the brats are so rude now, they should be tied to chairs with only three legs and placed in a dark attic." The twin witches in grass-green cloaks complained.

"What game are they playing? What will happen if the girl catches the boy, will she throw him in a pot full of snake venom and giant frog slime?" A boy with brown curly hair looked up and asked beside him maid.

A lady holding a peacock fan sat upright and said softly: "That boy just passed by the red cavalry, yes, the gentleman with the rose sword."

Anita saw, Draco's shadow reflected on the wall, and he stopped, head bowed.

Anita breathed a sigh of relief, Draco must have heard the footsteps, knew she was looking for him, and he was willing to let someone else find him, so it wouldn't be a big deal.

Anita walked up to Draco softly and tugged on his sleeve.

"Hey, are you in a better mood? You know, my grandfather is a notorious saint. I'm fine too, you..."

Draco didn't say a word, just staring straight ahead like a statue.

No, something was wrong, a huge panic welled up in Anita's heart.

She grabbed Draco's arm, and in an instant, all the luck in her heart disappeared.

Draco's arm was cold and hard as a rock.

"The basilisk, it met Draco," Anita muttered to herself, "Draco is a Slytherin, a pure blood, how could it be."

"It seems that more than 1000 years of living in the basement have finally driven the basilisk crazy," Tom said softly by the wall.

Anita's mind went blank, she only felt the cold from her toes to her knees, she wanted to wrap herself in the robe a little tighter, but her hands had no strength.

"Or, there's a new master that the basilisk likes more than Slytherin..." Tom looked at Anita who was about to collapse, and sighed slightly, "the school has mandrakes."

Yes, Draco will be fine, there are mandrakes at school, but this feeling, this feeling...

Anita took a deep breath and exhaled again, finally gaining strength in her hands.

"Tom, didn't you go away? Why are you here again? Did you let the basilisk attack Draco?"

"Am I crazy, let the basilisk attack a pure-blood," Tom held his forehead helplessly, "I just let Malfoy hear about me, and then I ordered the basilisk to attack Malfoy?"

Indeed... after this happened, it was not good for Tom.

"Then why did you let Draco hear so much on purpose?"

"Anita, isn't that obvious? Of course I want Draco to tell Mr. Malfoy that their master is back." Tom smiled innocently. "This is what Mr. Field told me to do. Gather up the Death Eaters before Voldemort returns, so that even if Voldemort does return, the pure-blood families who fell to him will not act immediately, will they?"

What on earth is Grandfather Faol trying to do? Isn't it more dangerous than Voldemort really coming back?

Anita felt a little dizzy, she retreated to the wall, desperately suppressed other emotions in her heart, and quietly analyzed what to do next.

Whether the basilisk betrayed Slytherin or was instigated by others, this is a problem that must be resolved, but...

"Okay, Anita, you're tired, don't you think fainting now is the best solution? I can help you, but don't tell Professor Dumbledore about seeing me tonight," Tom took out his wand and swung Anita faintly.

Anita only saw a red light flying towards her quickly, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw the dim candle lights in the medical room and Professor Dumbledore sitting quietly beside the bed.

Dumbledore's beard was now covered in biscuit crumbs, and he ate slowly from a silver-rimmed saucer.

"Anita, are you feeling better? I'm really sorry that this happened at Hogwarts."

Well, Anita was a little confused, she was in a daze for a while, and soon remembered what happened before, and Anita's anger was awakened.

That fellow Tom dared to do this!

Anita really wanted to use the anger in her heart to tell Dumbledore everything about Tom, but her rationality successfully pulled her back, in case the plan of Grandfather Faol was disrupted...

"Draco was attacked by something, do you still have any memory?" Professor Dumbledore looked at Anita gently.

"Is Draco okay now?" Thinking of Draco, Anita's heart was full of guilt. If it wasn't for the selfish desire to have one more person to help her, Draco wouldn't be petrified, he wouldn't be at all Walking around at night at Hogwarts alone.

"Mr. Malfoy has already picked him up and transferred him directly to St. Mungo's."

That's it, already being picked up, Anita hesitated for a moment and closed her eyes.

"The basilisk, it was the basilisk that petrified Draco, professor, doesn't the professor know all about these things?"

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly.

"Although I really hope to become the omnipotent existence in your hearts, the reality is always somewhat unsatisfactory." Dumbledore smiled helplessly, "Son, you are really smart, but this is not a good thing. I hope you can no longer worry about these things, this is the business of adults."

"I don't worry about these things, I just...hope to do everything I can," Anita looked down at her hands, "I know there are serious problems, how can I not solve them, I know If you have met the expectations of important people, how can you not try to achieve it..."

"Yes, that's it, but, boy, what about your own heart, what kind of person do you want to be, what kind of things do you want to do in the future? Sorry, I asked you this question in advance, Hogwarts student Most people start thinking about these things in the fifth grade, but I think you should be treated specially. Don't be a loser, kid," Dumbledore touched Anita's head, "don't do it just to prove Do something reluctantly by yourself, you are already very good, have a strong talent but still kind, I really don't understand what your grandfather and grandfather were thinking."

Anita felt that Dumbledore's words had pierced her heart, and hot tears flowed from her eyes. Really, what's there to cry about, Anita quickly wiped away her tears.

"But what about Harry, isn't Harry just a child?" Anita asked Dumbledore in an almost rude tone.

Dumbledore was silent again, and this time he sighed deeply.

"Harry, he has carried too many things since he was born. I can't change this. If I keep him under my wings, he may have a carefree childhood, but he will not have The future. Harry has to go through some cruel things for his peers, and under my watch, those things will not hurt him too deeply. But you are different, you don't have to bear these things."

Dumbledore looked into Anita's eyes quietly, and the dim candlelight stretched their shadows very long.

"Who I want to be, what I want to do, I don't know..." Anita murmured.

"No one knows from the beginning, but you always will," Dumbledore smiled kindly. "Now, get your spirits up, everyone is looking forward to seeing you again."

You shouldn't have time to think about this now, after all, even Draco has been petrified.

Seeing the back of Dumbledore leaving, Anita closed her eyes in trouble...

On Monday morning, Anita was woken up by the noise. The medical room was surrounded by curious students. Madam Pomfrey was standing at the door, reprimanding them and telling them to leave quickly. However, it was obvious that the effect little.

Seeing Anita get up, the students outside were excited.

"Slytherin's Auerbach was not petrified, who told me that Slytherin poured two?"

"Auerbach, what happened, what did you see?"

"Auerbach, why did Malfoy get petrified, but nothing happened to you?"

Anita secretly thought something was wrong, this situation was worse than she imagined, maybe she should give herself a fainting, and continue to faint

"If you want to express your admiration to Miss Auerbach, I think I can teach you how to express it correctly, but now, isn't it time to prepare for the first class?"

Professor Lockhart appeared outside the medical room wearing a water-blue robe. He shooed away the noisy students and walked up to Anita with a bottle of medicine.

"Aha, this is a sedative. Professor Snape asked me to give it to a lovely girl. Of course I am happy to oblige."

For the first time Anita felt that Lockhart still had something useful in his head.

"Thank you professor, I will go to class in a while."

"No, no, you should take a good rest after being so frightened. If Miss Auerbach wishes to go home and rest, I am willing to help you submit an application to Principal Dumbledore and take care of you home." Lockhart Blinked at Anita.

Should I go home... Well, it's best to avoid this situation now.

"Then thank you Professor Lockhart first, I think Grandpa will be very happy to meet you."

"Then this afternoon, I think Headmaster Dumbledore will agree."

"Okay, thank you Professor Lockhart, you are so sweet." Anita smiled sweetly at Lockhart.

Lockhart looked like a caring gentleman and waved goodbye to Anita.