HP: Hogwarts, but pro-generation

Sirius went to James and the others with a lot of doubts in his heart. They looked serious, and after a half-hearted analysis with jokes, they all agreed that Snape had made a new potion, the irritability potion, and Regulus had unfortunately drunk it.

"Wait--" Xia and Lily interrupted their analysis at the same time.

Lily said, "Do you think Regulus is a fool?"

Xia said, "Are you recognizing Severus' talent for potions?"

It is difficult to say which of the two viewpoints is more acceptable. Several boys showed varying degrees of stomachache expressions. Their faces began to twist, and then they decisively gave up the idea.

Xia and Lily rolled their eyes at the same time at this reaction. They looked at each other and decisively abandoned the group of boys and left the Gryffindor common room.

Walking outside, Xia and Lily shared her experiences in Priest Manor. When talking about Anna's collection, Lily laughed sweetly, "Oh, I can't imagine your mother has such a personality! But thinking about it carefully, you are really like her."

But what Lily couldn't imagine was——

"You said you saw the portrait of the founder!?" Lily said in a low voice, her eyes full of disbelief and her tone revealed deep shock.

"Yes!" Xia talked about those conversations with great joy, "Sarah - oh, Slytherin, he doesn't care about bloodline theory at all, he just can't stand those who cross the line. Rona also said that if the wizarding world only relied on pure blood to continue, it would not exist today -"

From Xia, Lily learned about the four founders who were completely different from what was in the books and in the public's eyes. It was hard to say what caused their image to change like this. Lily listened to Xia's story with great interest, and from time to time she put forward her own opinions, just like the topic just mentioned -

"How could it not have lasted until today relying on pure blood alone?" Lily was a little confused, and frowned after Xia said Rowena Ravenclaw's explanation of "the continuation of magic". She always felt that there were other meanings behind this, but she couldn't penetrate this point now. This cognition made her a little upset.

Fortunately, Xia talked about other interesting things, and Lily's thoughts drifted away from here to other places.

By the time they reached the Black Lake, the topic had already shifted from the founder to something else. They had changed their topic by at least five different topics along the way! When you are with like-minded friends, it seems like you always have endless things to talk about.

"Nightmare?" Lily repeated what Xia said. Xia nodded, saying that she went back to the dormitory after the potions class and slept for a while - Lily remembered this, less than half an hour - and during this time, Xia had a nightmare again.

"Yeah." Xia sat on the grass with her legs stretched out and her hands behind her back. The autumn breeze made her squint her eyes comfortably. "Is this a precognitive dream? I saw my father and the grown-up Ander. Oh, they looked very haggard."

Xia looked into the distance, recalling the dream—

She felt herself falling into a meadow, a meadow that was unlike any other she had ever seen. It was charred and covered with traces of spells. The ground had been blown up everywhere, leaving behind deep pits of varying sizes. But it always gave Xia a familiar feeling, otherwise it would be difficult for her to admit that this was a meadow based on what she saw.

Xia looked around in confusion. A house that was so strange that she could not recognize it appeared in front of her. The house seemed to have been well taken care of before. Xia could feel how beautiful the house was in the past, but in contrast, it now presented a frightening scene of decay.

Weeds were madly clinging to the gate, completely covering the bottom of the gate. The bright and beautiful walls had lost their colors, replaced by gray and dull. Xia walked closer, and she was horrified to find that she recognized this house - it was her home, the home where she had lived for thirteen years!

The house that was once filled with laughter and joy had never been so strange in Xia's eyes, as if the sun could never shine on this land again. In an instant, she understood why the bumpy grass under her feet felt inexplicably familiar. She, Ender, and James had walked, jumped, and ran over this piece of land countless times. Every inch of the land was covered with their footprints. Ender and his team even had a Quidditch game here not long ago!

The swing in the yard was wrapped by unknown plants, and the flowers and plants planted by her mother were withered and yellow and leaning on the ground. The house exuded the smell of being uninhabited from inside to outside. Xia didn't even need to push open the door to walk into the yard - this made her realize that everything in front of her was an illusion, and she felt a little better - Dad and Ander suddenly appeared in the living room. Ander looked much taller than he is now. Xia quietly compared, and then found with frustration that she was only at Ander's collarbone.

They seemed to be arguing, arguing violently. Xia couldn't hear what they were saying, but judging from Ander's flushed face, it seemed that he was already at a disadvantage and was just making a final argument. Xia watched with interest for a while. She had never seen Ander and his father show such emotions, let alone the two of them arguing, because usually she and Ander quarreled at home.

Soon Ander and his father disappeared, and no one appeared in the living room for a long time, which made Xia a little flustered, because she hadn't seen her mother yet. But she didn't have the opportunity to explore further, and the dream-was awake.

Xia felt that this dream was much more terrifying than her previous nightmare. Desolation and misery filled the entire dream. What she could not accept the most was that she had no idea what was happening here!

Xia described the scene carefully to Lily. She was very worried that this was a precognitive dream, even though she seemed to have never shown the ability to predict the future.

Lily opened and closed her mouth but no sound came out. She looked at Xia staring into the distance absentmindedly, sighed, and sat quietly beside her.

After telling this dream, Xia fell silent. What does this dream mean? Why did she have this dream? Is it because she touched the crown carrying the soul fragment?

Horcruxes seem to be able to magnify the darkness in people's hearts countless times. Does this mean that she is actually a witch with a dark and twisted heart?

Oh, come on, she thought she was such an optimist.

Thinking of how the well-behaved image she had created before was ruthlessly broken by Ander and the others, Xia couldn't help but wonder if this was a way for her to create a gloomy image this semester?

Kind of outrageous.

She continued to think wildly, but each thought was less convincing than the last. Finally, a gust of cold wind pulled her away from those ridiculous thoughts.

When she regained consciousness, Xia had to admit that she was indeed an optimist, a complete optimist and full of imagination.