[HP]Love and Hogwarts

The ground near the lake was too wet. Kahn took a step back and stepped on the hard ground covered with a layer of soft turf with her leather flat boots. She raised her wand and looked calmly at the uninvited guest in the lake.

The moonlight, which was obscured by dense clouds like torn cotton wool, slanted downwards again, illuminating the surface of the black lake and illuminating the abrupt black figure beside the shallow lake.

He appeared there unknowingly, easily caught the diary that was about to fall to the water, and then stood quietly in the water without saying a word. When Kahn looked at him, he was also there. Looking her over.

"Look, there is an elf living in a book." Kahn said, breaking the strange and dangerous atmosphere. "I do know that there is one in my diary. I wonder if you recognize it." She spoke calmly, He said without much questioning meaning, and at the same time tilted his head so that he could see his face more clearly.

This is undoubtedly a very handsome man. His black hair is as silent as the night, and his jet-like eyes are as clear as transparency under the moonlight. By the way, his long and dense eyelashes are reflected in the dark night. Even in the dim light, his beauty was not diminished at all, but instead it highlighted his unique temperament. Kahn has never seen such a person in Hogwarts. If she had met him, it would be impossible for her to forget this face for a while, just like others could not forget her face.

As Kahn's voice sounded, the tense atmosphere just now subsided a lot. The man smiled silently and made no sound, but Kahn knew that he laughed, as if there was a strange feeling telling her this. .

"Hello, this is my first time meeting you, charming girl. I came here on the wind and saw you under the intoxicating fragrance of roses and the silvery moon. I imagined that your beauty is less than one ten thousandth of your own." He said sweetly. "As for your question, I think I can answer it, if you want to hear it - yes, I know him, the one in 'your' diary."

His voice is low and sweet, and his words are as beautiful as music. Deep in his words, every tone seems to be waving his arms to seduce lost travelers.

"I never thought you would say something like this before. It seems that using your mouth is indeed much more convenient than using paper, Tom." Kahn said, gently placing his right hand holding the wand on his waist; His gaze also stayed there along with Kahn's movements. After a second, he naturally withdrew his gaze as if nothing happened.

"So, you know who I am?" He smiled again, ignored Kahn's wand pointing at him, turned slightly sideways, and put the diary into the pocket of the large wizard robe he was wearing (he was wearing A Slytherin costume). Then, he lifted his legs and walked out of the lake that was almost submerged up to his waist.

As he came out, there was a splash of water breaking, which was clear and loud, causing the crow perched on the branch to look slightly sideways and see a pair of small blood-red eyes from a distance.

"It wasn't that big of a deal when you showed up," Kahn said.

"No matter what I do, I can't escape the sensitive ears of Miss Kahn Novia, so I just do whatever I want." He walked on the shore, walked past Kahn at a comfortable pace, and walked further back. Where the ground was harder and there was more green grass, he rubbed his boots covered with wet mud unceremoniously on the grass.

Kahn waited patiently for him to wrench the water from his robes and scrape the mud from his shoes. When he finally stopped, Kahn raised his hand and cast a cleaning spell on him.

"..." He and Kahn looked at each other and stared at each other for a few seconds. In the end, he shrugged without saying anything and nodded to her in thanks.

"Now let's have a nice chat," Kahn said.

But since she wanted to have a good chat, she was not ready to start right away. Instead, she waved to Tom and climbed to a nearby rocky mountain with him. She found a platform covered by boulders above her head, and used two small ground platforms there. Some rocks were turned into two armchairs, and a small kerosene lamp was lit in the middle. The warm orange-yellow light filled this small space, but the exposed light was blocked by the huge rocks above and around the head, and not a trace was revealed. Hogwarts from the back.

Now, Kahn can see his every move more clearly, but the same goes for him.

"Why is this necessary?" Tom whispered to Kahn, referring to Kahn's action of throwing the diary into the Black Lake. "When did you know that I could exist like this?"

"Just now." Kahn said without concealment. She was quite honest most of the time and didn't bother to tell any lies. She also had no interest in being a Riddler, so she went on to explain: "It's a good guess. I have no other suspects. Because of the clothes I'm wearing today, I can't bring much with me. I can only bring my... The wand, and the journal you asked me to keep with me at all times.”

"You can't expect that my own arm suddenly moved, but you don't suspect anything." She said, "I don't think it's a sudden illness on my part, and I don't suspect it's my wand." Kahn said Here, looking at Tom again.

His face flickered under the light, but it did not bring any pressure or threat to Kahn. "So that's it. You thought it was me who caused the trouble, so you didn't even bother to ask, so you just wanted to ask me." Throw it into the black lake and get rid of it? How heartless, I thought we were already friends."

"Why do you think so?" Kahn asked him doubtfully.

"..."

"But I do like you quite a lot, and the black magic in your head is not bad." Seeing that he was choked, Kahn added in a good mood.

Tom stared at her for a while longer before he controlled his inner irritation. He didn't ask for trouble and asked Kahn what to do if he couldn't get out of the diary. He knew that this little bastard would definitely say with an innocent face that he could make friends with the octopus.

"Okay, okay, I should be the one to ask you. You've asked enough." Kahn took out a small notebook from his pocket, pretended to take out his quill, and wanted to record everything he said. The look of the words.

"You didn't dip it in ink." Tom pointed out the problem calmly.

"It's not important," Kahn said nonchalantly. "The first question is, when will you be able to come out of the diary? You will be lenient if you confess, and strict if you resist."

"Just now." He sneered.

"Okay," Kahn didn't mean to argue with him about this issue, and then asked: "Next question, what was your purpose in trying to control me during Nick's party?

Tom didn't answer, or rather he answered. He pulled out some miscellaneous things and talked about it for a long time, trying to fill Kahn's head with all this rubbish; but he didn't even get to the point of his answer. They chatted on this issue for a long time, so long that Kahn felt that the moon was almost disappearing.

"There should be laws prohibiting people from talking nonsense." Even Kahn couldn't help complaining about this.

"Then the first ones to be arrested are themselves."

Kahn and Tom looked at each other and suddenly burst out laughing together; it was really out of character for both of them, but that was how they laughed.

"Okay - Tom, listen, I actually don't care what you want to do, but no matter what you want to do, you can't cause trouble for me, not at all." After laughing, Kahn immediately returned to his expressionless expression. said.

"Under your supervision, I will not act so recklessly." He lowered his head, and his attitude became humble again. His hair like cold black stone soaked in moonlight fell slightly, making him look particularly charming and willing to believe. All the words he spoke.

"No, no, no, I won't supervise you, you are free." Kahn said.

Tom looked at her in confusion, but Kahn had no intention of explaining to him this time. Instead, he stood up from the armchair, walked to the middle and picked up the oil lamp.

"I'm leaving, don't follow me." Kahn waved to him and left without looking back. Tom stood there, watching her back. She climbed down the rocky mountain and walked to the black lake at the beginning. She seemed to remember something, stopped and turned towards him, waved her arm to him, and said: "Goodbye, Tom, and good night."

"..." Tom finally couldn't hold it back and once again showed a smile as light as lily of the valley in the water.

"It's not okay to pretend that you've never met me."

……

When Kahn returned to his little bed in Slytherin and lay down again, the first ray of morning light had already arrived in the distant horizon, but the dormitory was as dark as ever, and the others were still recalling last night's banquet in their sweet sleep. , the bloody words on the wall did not leave too many shadows in their hearts.

She fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. When she woke up, it was just dawn. She looked at the time and saw that she had only slept for a little more than an hour. However, the other people in the dormitory had already gotten up and went to the auditorium to have breakfast. Seeing that Kahn looked tired even in her sleep, they didn't call her to get up. Anyway, they all knew that if she didn't show up after breakfast, Malfoy would definitely come back and try to wake her up.

Lack of sleep and the hot and cold weather yesterday made her head feel heavy. When she got up from bed and packed it up, it actually took her half the time than usual.

She walked back to the bedside cabinet, preparing to organize the textbooks she would need for today's class. When she opened the drawer, Kahn's eyes were hit by a tattered diary without warning.

Kahn "..."

Journal"……"

"...I may really have to go find Madam Pomfrey. I'm sick and confused. I wonder if the refreshing potion Draco got from there is still there?" Kahn murmured to himself and touched it. On my forehead, I found that the temperature was a bit higher than usual.

"Someone put a diary picked up from the trash in my clean cabinet. I hope that it will be cleared away by kind people after I finish my class for the day." Kahn pretended not to recognize it and yelled said, and closed the cabinet again with a bang.