hp Ouroboros

The night sky was clear and full of stars.

Camille felt herself moving quickly in the air, she could hear the wind whistling in her ears, and she could also see the manor on the ground that seemed to be hundreds or thousands of feet away from her, and the majestic Hogwarts castle not far away .

The high-altitude overlooking perspective made Camille feel very fresh, and she swayed around the castle.It’s a long way to walk around the castle, but now it seems that it takes only two or three minutes to complete the tour. Camille didn’t even feel that she was flying very hard, but it was very easy like walking—not necessary Flapping her wings, the wind in the sky seems to be connected to her heart. With a thought, the strong wind will take her wherever she wants to go.

There was no light in the castle, which was unusual, and that meant that most of the little wizards were not in the castle.

Looking at Sylvia's manor, with her sharper gaze than when she was in wolf form, she could already see that the Slytherin manor with a tall tower was also pitch black - Sylvia was not there either. .

Camille didn't know why but knew that Sylvia was neither at school nor at the manor, and a thought popped up-it was Christmas, and Sylvia was going to the banquet.

A burst of inexplicable anger surged up for no reason. Camille didn't know where the damn manor was, but... seemed to know?There it is, yes!right there!

Camille flapped her wings violently with all her strength, and the sound of wind cutting and a burst of explosion sounded in her ears, leading her to rush forward extremely quickly.

When Camille came to his senses, a small-looking manor appeared not far ahead.

Concentrate on looking there, there are several open white tents erected on the lawn behind the gorgeous buildings of the manor, yellow chains of lights are hung all over the garden, under the warm orange light, some people are dancing on the dance floor to the music .

Camille saw Sylvia on the dance floor at a glance, surrounded by a man who couldn't see his face, and was dancing an intimate slow dance.

Furious, Camille felt a surge of hot blood rushing to the top of his head, and then it seemed that the blood in his whole body was boiling, and his hair stood on end.

"Oh!!!" There was a loud roar, and the sound that came out was neither a human scream nor a wolf's howl.

"Long...!" The clear night sky was covered with a thick layer of clouds, and the dull thunder came from among the clouds.

Camille didn't care about the weird changes in her body and the weather around her at all. She only had the figure of that damned man and Sylvia in her eyes.

Hearing the thunder, the people dancing on the open-air dance floor stopped and looked up in her direction. Camille saw that man took the opportunity to caress Sylvia's back!

"Hey!!" Camille yelled angrily again, and decided that she would go down and teach that nasty guy half-armed with her girlfriend herself!The wings slammed and then quickly tightened. With the lightning that appeared from nowhere around him, Camille swooped down towards the man and Sylvia.

Suddenly, Camille saw himself—in Sylvia’s silver-blue eyes—a huge, pure black eagle-like figure, with blue-purple thunder and lightning wrapped around its jet-black wings, golden Hawk's eyes were filled with fierce anger.

With a shudder all over, Camille sat up from the bed.

Those were all dreams... Camille was panting heavily, and amidst the violent heartbeat, she recalled some of the content just now. Although it was just a dream just now, it seemed that many things had become blurred.

The only thing Camille remembers very clearly is that she woke up because of the fear and terror in Sylvia's big silver blue eyes.

This was the first time that Camille clearly realized that she seemed to be a terrifying monster. Only then did she belatedly recall that her short life seemed to be accompanied only by injuries, blood and indifferent anger. In the past, only those Intense, exciting, and even bestially intuitive fighting can make her feel alive, but now...

If...if even Sylvia thinks she's scary... The small burning fireplace in the bedroom doesn't make Camille feel warm, Sylvia's heart is always unpredictable... Ever since After becoming a werewolf, Camille has never felt so cold, and she has goose bumps all over her body.

Camille was discovered by a student who was a rare early riser in Gryffindor the next morning in front of the large fireplace in the lounge. The burning fireplace made the entire lounge hall as hot as summer, but Camille fell down in front of the fireplace On the wool carpet, his whole body was hot and his breathing was short of breath.

"Camille!!" Sylvia yanked the curtain of the compartment in the medical wing "swish!".

"Miss Slytherin..." Professor McGonagall stood up from the chair next to Camille's bed to appease Sylvia, who was so excited that she seemed to be about to pounce.

"Professor McGonagall...Camille she..." Sylvia panted heavily, her long silver-gray wavy hair looked messy, she was in the closed class with Gryffindor just now I didn't see Camille appearing, and after asking, I found out that Camille was sent to the medical wing because of a high fever and coma early in the morning. Sylvia was so scared that she didn't even care about the charm class, and rushed out of the classroom, all the way Run down the hallway.

"Miss Camille is fine, it's the Animagus who started to react."

"Animagus? But the reaction mentioned in the book didn't mention a high fever! They're all in a coma!"

Professor McGonagall nodded, "Yes, that's a normal situation. Miss Camille must have forgotten that during the practice of Animagus, the mood should be stable."

"Camille's mood has always been stable, the occasional anger should not affect the Animagus practice."

"Yes, I don't know if something happened to Ms. Camille recently. I thought Ms. Slytherin would know..." McGonagall frowned slightly, looking at the bed with a little worry, still blushing, still Camille was panting, still not waking up.

"Then what about her..." Sylvia asked very worriedly.

"Bobby will regularly apply a towel soaked in cooling medicine to her, but Miss Camille can only overcome this hurdle," Professor McGonagall raised his head and looked out of the dark and heavy raining window, his tone became even lower One point, "before the first thunderstorm..."

"During this time, maybe Miss Slytherin should be invited to come to the medical wing frequently, sit here, and talk to Miss Camille casually, she is now in a dangerous period before being completely transformed, especially with such intense emotions It is even more dangerous to transform under the stimulus of the thunderstorm. If Miss Camille does not wake up from her nightmare before the first thunderstorm, I will have to force the anti-Animagus transformation on her with Headmaster Dumbledore , then all the hard work during these times will be in vain, and the forced anti-Animagus transformation will cause damage to Miss Camille's body, and she will have to stop learning Animagus for a long time, and then If it is more serious, it will even affect her studies." Professor McGonagall said seriously but worried.

Hearing that at least it would not be life-threatening, Sylvia relaxed her tense nerves a little, "Thank you, Professor McGonagall, I am here and I am not going anywhere..." Sylvia sat on the edge of the bed On the chair, he stretched out his hand to hold Camille's slightly warm hand.

Senior Camille had a fever and was admitted to the medical wing in a coma! !Hermione went to the hospital wing to visit her roommate right after class.

Because recently I heard that my senior sister is practicing Animagus, and every morning before the sun comes out, she has to get up and go out to practice mantras, so when Hermione woke up that morning, she saw that Senior Camille was not on the bed Didn't think there was any problem at all.

It wasn't until after the whole day's class was over that I learned from the students who came back from the medical wing after drinking the refreshing potion that Senior Camille had a high fever and was still in a coma in the medical wing.

It was really serious to be admitted to the hospital wing with a high fever, so Harry and Ron were half-dragged by Hermione to the hospital wing to visit Miss Camille.

In the voice of Sylvia's agreement, Hermione gently opened the curtain, and there was no one on the chair beside the hospital bed. Sylvia sat directly on Camille's bed, half lying with one hand around Camille's arms. She, and the other held hands with her-their intimate gestures made the two boys froze for a moment, not knowing what expression to put on their faces.

"Senior Sylvia, I just heard about Senior Sister Camille..." Hermione looked a little apologetic, she didn't notice the strange behavior of Senior Sister despite being in the same dormitory.

Shaking her head, Sylvia didn't care about this, "Professor McGonagall said after reading it that Cam's mood has been fluctuating a lot recently, which caused some problems for Animagus. Do you know what happened to her recently?"

"Recently?" Hermione thought for a while, if it comes to the recent...

"What's the matter? Did you think of anything? Everything is fine." Sylvia asked eagerly. She had been here with Camille all day, but Camille didn't seem to want to wake up.

"I don't know if it's that matter... Well, last night, senior sister Camille was a little abnormally dazed when I was talking. As soon as I asked, she said something about you going to attend a certain Slater for Christmas. About the Christmas dinner at Student Lin's house."

"Christmas dinner? That happened many days ago, why didn't she tell me about it?" Sylvia frowned and didn't understand.

Although it might be a private matter of Senior Camille, Hermione didn't intend to continue to hide it since she was so seriously ill.

"Senior sister is worrying that she doesn't want you to go and wants to spend Christmas with you, but she thinks your reasons for going are reasonable, and she has no reason to stop you..."

Sylvia suddenly felt out of breath. She pursed her lips, tears fell silently and fell on Camille's face. She lowered her head and pressed her face against Camille's still hot forehead. melon...

"I told my senior sister that she should ask you if you can bring her to the dinner party. She said last night that she would ask again, so I don't think it's a big problem..." Although the current atmosphere seems to be The two seniors should be left alone, but Hermione still explained what had happened while Harry Ron was gently tugging at the hem of her robe, and seeing Senior Sylvia nodded slightly in thanks, Hermione Min thoughtfully closed the curtain for them, and followed Harry Ron out of the hospital wing.

"Merlin's beard!!" Ron yelled as soon as he walked out of the medical wing. Hermione suspected that the thick wooden door of the medical wing could not stop his voice from coming in. Harry's eyes were glazed over. Surprised by the yelling, he also stared at Hermione with wide green eyes.

"What happened to Senior Camille and Miss Slytherin?" Ron clearly understood but still couldn't believe it.

Hermione rolled her eyes and walked ahead, "Yes! That's what you think! They're a couple!"

"And then you can't remember to mention it to your best friends?!"

"Oh! It's as if you care about the affairs of the two seniors! That's the matter of the seniors. They didn't let others know. Why should I talk about it everywhere!"

Harry shook his head, feeling as if Ron and Hermione had different concerns, he hurriedly raised his own question, "None of you care about them... um... I mean, they are all girls? Couples What... um... is this common in the wizarding world?"

"The book says it's common to not reach, but it's not a big deal." "Don't know, but my distant uncle or uncle or something, with another man *masked keyword*." Hermione and Ron replied at the same time Harry questioned, and they didn't even look back at him.

"The heir of the Slytherin family and the grumpy Gryffindor?! Merlin! If I didn't find out today, which one was accidentally *masked keyword*, where in Hogwarts did I die, probably No one can find out!"

"So don't make trouble, remember? Ronald Weasley! In fact, the two seniors are very nice! You just keep holding on to your prejudices!"

"Oh! That's because you have a good brain, you have won the heart of Slytherin, and you are the roommate of Senior Sister Camille!"

Hermione and Ron were arguing as they walked. Although the tone of the two of them was not very good, Harry was used to it, and they would probably make up after a while...

Anyway, it seems that he really needs to read more books anyway. If he doesn't have other wizard relatives who can help him popularize some common sense in the wizarding world like Ron, he may need Hermione to help him make a list of books to borrow Look... oh, come on Merlin... hope Hermione's reading list isn't so long that it takes him the remaining six years of his after-school time to read it!