[HP]Love and Hogwarts

"What do you think about dark magic?" Professor Quirrell said casually.

He is a teacher who teaches Defense Against Dark Arts. It is normal to ask others what they think about black magic. Kahn didn't think anything of it. He said obediently: "It is a magic that is more terrifying than ordinary magic. If you use it, you will go to jail." .”

"Oh, don't be so formal, tell me what you really think. I promise, no other person will know about our conversation," he said.

"This is our secret, right?" Kahn said, looking at his somewhat nervous face.

"Yes Yes!"

"Okay." Kahn held his chin with one hand, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Black magic is more powerful than ordinary magic, and it is a more useful tool. It is very good. If there is a chance to learn it, I think I can You shouldn't miss it. Of course, you will learn the kind that won't end up in Azkaban." Realizing that she had accidentally said too much, she added another sentence.

Professor Quirrell looked at her now as if he had found a kindred spirit, "You are right, black magic is just a more useful and powerful magic, but those stupid people think it is scary. All of this It’s because of their weakness!”

What he said to Kahn today was a bit too outrageous. Even Kahn knew that a teacher at Hogwarts should not say that. It seems that this professor of medicine does not heal himself, but teaches the Defense Against Dark Arts class, and as a result, he did not defend himself first. Resist the temptation of black magic.

"You're fine. You can leave now. I'll look for you again." He smiled and gave Kahn an eviction order.

"Goodbye Professor."

But as soon as Kahn's hand grasped the doorknob, Professor Quirrell suddenly asked in a panic: "Wait, what do you think of 'that person'?"

'that person'? There is only one person among wizards who is called that. "I don't have any idea about him. Besides, hasn't he been dead for a long time?" Kahn said.

He seemed a little unhappy when he heard this, waved to her and said, "Okay, no problem anymore, you can go. By the way, don't tell others about today's conversation." He has noticed these days that as long as others are interested in the card If En asks for confidentiality, then she has a character that can't say a word.

"Okay, our secret, right?" she emphasized again.

"Yes."

Kahn nodded, opened the door and left, not taking this conversation to heart. This was nothing to Kahn. People often stopped her whether in the orphanage or at Hogwarts. He poured out his bitterness to her, told her a lot, and then asked to keep it secret. If he hadn't agreed and couldn't tell her, there would be too many secrets she could share here.

After she left, the office returned to calm. After making sure that no one was eavesdropping, Quirrell asked timidly and cautiously: "Master, why do you appreciate her so much? She is only a first-year girl..."

"Oh Yiyi, don't you think she is very similar to me? After this conversation, I think so even more." Suddenly a second person's voice sounded in Quirrell's office, which was as hoarse and weak as a snake. said.

Quirrell didn't dare to answer. He didn't think that a little girl looked like his great master at all.

Fortunately Voldemort didn't want to hear his answer either.

After leaving Professor Quirrell's office, Kahn felt that the air was fresh everywhere, and couldn't help but take a deep breath to expel the turbid air in her lungs. When she was with Professor Quirrell, she never showed her face for a second because of the strange smell. The disgusted expression was just because she didn't want to embarrass a professor, but it wasn't Kahn who said that he really should clean up himself.

Because she was thinking about things in her mind, she forgot to slow down when passing the corner. When she saw the oncoming person, she couldn't stop and ran straight into it.

"Woo!" Kahn didn't fall down, he just covered his nose and took a few steps back, then squatted down and whimpered softly.

"Sorry, are you okay?" He stepped forward and squatted in front of Kahn in a panic.

Fortunately, they were not walking very fast, and Kahn's nose only hurt a little. When she recovered, she looked at the anxious-looking boy in front of her, put down her hands covering her face and said muffledly: "I'm fine. , I’m sorry, I didn’t look at the road, are you okay?”

"Of course." He said with a relieved smile, then stood up and handed his hand to Kahn, "Get up first."

Kahn was not polite, held his hand, and was immediately pulled up by his strength.

"I know you, this year's freshman, Karn Novia, right? My name is Cedric Diggory, and I saw you at the Sorting Ceremony," he said.

Cedric Diggory is a boy as attractive as a young cow. He is humble, polite, tall, strong and handsome. Kahn has heard of him when communicating with people from other colleges.

But this was the first time they met, and she liked the humble and gentle smile on his face, so she continued the exchange: "Yes, I have heard of you too."

"Huh?" He blinked slightly and asked curiously: "What do the rumors say about me?"

"Do you want to hear it? They say you are the most handsome person in the school, strong and selfless, with a sense of justice, responsibility and collective honor, outstanding talent, restrained and strong athletic ability." Kahn said honestly. He was told exactly what Cedric's support team said, and it wasn't a secret anyway.

"No, no, that's too much of a compliment..." He opened his mouth slightly and denied it with a red face.

"Will you?" Kahn tilted his head and looked at him carefully. Cedric couldn't help but feel nervous when he was looked at like this.

"I think that's quite right." Kahn concluded.

This time, the roots of his ears were also red, making him look even prettier. Kahn did not continue, "Okay, let's talk about it later, I have to leave now." She said goodbye.

"...Okay, goodbye." His lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just said this.

"Goodbye."

After bidding farewell to Cedric, Kahn met another person in this corridor, this time an acquaintance.

"Kahn, wait a minute." Harry said to Kahn walking opposite.

"What's the matter? Potter." Kahn stopped. Although Malfoy hated Harry terribly, she had no idea about this little savior, and she didn't feel that she needed to follow Malfoy's footsteps in hating him.

"Um...thank you for saving Neville today." He said nervously.

"It's nothing. Neville has already thanked me. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

"No! There's one more thing, I mean..." His eyes hidden under his glasses glanced at Kahn, "I'm sorry that I misunderstood you before. I thought you were like other Slytherins and only knew about others. People do bad things.”

After listening to his nervous whisper, Kahn carefully looked at the boy she had never looked at carefully, and suddenly said with some interest: "Do you think Slytherins are all bad guys?"

"Yes," he nodded naturally, then quickly reacted and shook his head, "No. No, you are different."

"Is it just because I helped Neville? I just did it casually, not because I am as kind as you. What you said is actually right. Slytherins are indeed different from ordinary people."

"But they only laughed at Neville, but you took the initiative to help him." He looked at her seriously with his green eyes.

Although his eyes are both green like Kahn, they look completely different. His green contains the majestic vitality like early spring, while Kahn's green is as quiet and indifferent as forest ponds. The two pairs of eyes look at each other. After a glance, Harry blushed and looked away.

"Well, think of it that way if you want," she said.

He smiled victoriously, "Actually, if possible, can we be friends? If you want."

Kahn took a sharp step back and looked at him with slightly widened eyes in disbelief, as if he had said something shocking.

Harry automatically understood her refusal and said in a disappointed tone: "Okay, I also know this is impossible. How can a lion and a snake be friends? I shouldn't ask. I'm sorry, please just pretend I didn't say it." …”

"I've never thought that different colleges mean anything." Kahn waited for him to finish and shook his head.

Harry looked at her doubtfully, "But, but you look reluctant?"

Kahn whispered: "You are the first person to say you want to be friends with me! So I am a little surprised."

"This is impossible!" Harry said in disbelief. This was too unbelievable for him. "Everyone in Hogwarts likes you! I dare say that as long as you are willing, no one will not want to do it with you. friend!"

"Professor Snape doesn't like me." Kahn gave strong evidence.

"He doesn't like anyone. I think he even hates me!" Harry said.

"But you have never said to me that you want to be my friend, and you are the first person to say so." At this point, Kahn suddenly showed a small smile to him, "Thank you, I am very happy."

This was the first time he saw her smile. Maybe it wasn't just him. Although Kahn was friendly to everyone at Hogwarts, she had never smiled at anyone once. Looking at the slight smile on her lips, Harry suddenly Started to stay.

"Po-Harry," Kahn changed his name from his surname to his Christian name, "Can I give you a reply after I go back and think about it?"

"Huh? Well, I'll look forward to waiting for you." Harry didn't want to refuse Kahn and make her have a bad impression of him, so he nodded in agreement.

After separating from Harry, Kahn did not go to the Great Hall for dinner, but turned back to the Slytherin lounge. After carefully writing a letter with a quill, he picked it up and walked to the Owlery.

Naturally, she didn't have an owl to deliver the message, so she could only borrow the school's owl. Watching the small owl disappear across the night sky, Kahn turned and left.