HP: Hogwarts, but pro-generation

"Love is a great magic, and I'm glad that Mr. Hopps has mastered it."

Ender was unaware of his presence until Dumbledore spoke.

"Professor." Ender said in the calmest and most normal tone possible. "I'm sorry, just now-"

"That's nothing, Ender - can I call you that?" After getting Ender's consent, Dumbledore continued, "When the people closest to you are in danger, people will lose their minds. This is inevitable, especially since the relationship between you and Xia is special and close. But it is unwise to put yourself in danger before you are completely sure. We must know that there are still many people who care about us, and we can't let others suffer the same pain - I'm not condemning your behavior, in other words, there are still many adults. Oh, it may make me very immodest to say this, but I think my ability can replace two of you."

Dumbledore didn't care about Ender's still very stiff tone. His calm voice seemed to have magic. Ender miraculously calmed down. Ender nodded to show that he listened to Dumbledore's words, but he said, "But I still maintain my attitude. I am not afraid of anything. Although you are equivalent to two or more of me, who would mind one less help?"

Dumbledore laughed instead. "Courage is also a part of strength, and it often brings amazing results. I agree with this very much. Many people at your age do not have both love and courage. I am very glad that Hogwarts has such an outstanding student like you. However, to borrow your words, I still maintain my attitude."

Ander was a little angry, and he wanted to argue, but the next second something no one expected happened.

Anna stood at the stairs and watched for an unknown amount of time. Her eyes became red again. On the one hand, she was proud of her son from the bottom of her heart, but on the other hand, she didn't want to see her son in danger.

"Collapsed."

She raised her wand and put Ender down without any hesitation. Lawrence knew what his wife meant. He cooperated and let Ender float back to his room. Then he said to the two figures outside the living room: "James, Sirius, I think you are willing to help me watch Ender, right?"

James and Sirius nodded and went upstairs obediently. If it was before, they might have argued and tried to fight for different treatment, but today, whether it was Lawrence's unexpected anger, Dumbledore's persuasion or Anna's behavior, they all understood how firm the adults' position was. But they would not give up and would only feel that the task would be more difficult and challenging. Teenage boys are at the age of liking exciting adventures, and this is even more obvious for them.

"I think the plan has changed. It seems that we can't find out the exact location of Lestrange Manor through them."

"Honestly, I kind of regret not going to the party there." Sirius said with some regret, "Writing to Rael is not a good choice. Walburga is keeping a close eye on him."

"You said, Greengrass—"

James and Sirius looked at each other. Even if they didn't like Slytherins, contacting Christian Greengrass might be the only solution they could think of at the moment.

Christian replied quickly, saying that Lestrange Manor was strictly protected and it would be difficult to find out its location or get in, but he would find a way.

When Ander woke up, it was already dark. There was a whistling sound of wind outside, and the dim light in the room made Ander feel desolate from the bottom of his heart. He remembered the dream he had a long time ago, in which Xia was also taken away by someone, who seemed to have taken a fancy to something in her. In the end, she lay on the ground dying... So now, is she in the same situation as in the dream? Ander didn't dare to think about it.

He sat up, rubbed the back of his head, and couldn't help but mutter, "Mom was really cruel."

James and Sirius fell asleep on the floor. Ender saw the dark circles under their eyes, which showed that they had not slept well all night. Ender sincerely hoped that they fell asleep on their own and not because their mother knocked them out, which was really painful.

Ender carefully walked around his friends and went down the stairs to find Professor Dumbledore still at home. Physically forced to sleep made Ender a lot more rational. At least now he would feel strongly embarrassed to see Professor Dumbledore.

"Ender." Dumbledore raised the cup beside him and motioned to Ender. Ender felt even more embarrassed. He walked to sit opposite Dumbledore and refused to look up at the professor's sharp eyes that could see through people.

"Uh, professor." Ender put his hands on his knees. "Do you believe in dreams?"

Dumbledore looked at Ender through his half-moon eyes. He hesitated for a moment and then asked evasively, "What did you dream about?"

Ender told him the contents of his dream, and Dumbledore said, "Xia had the same dream. Perhaps this is a special connection between you, allowing you to have the same dream. But what does it mean? I'm sorry, I don't have a suitable answer."

Ender was a little frustrated. He whispered "Okay" and made an excuse to leave. James and Sirius were still sleeping. This time, Ender noticed the note he hadn't noticed before. He saw Christian's letter, and the content of it made Ender feel much better. Slytherin's friend might be the most likely person to find a solution.

At the same time that Ander woke up, Xia and Betty in the cellar slowly opened their eyes. Rodolphus came to the cellar after they woke up. He did not have a crazy love for Voldemort like Bella, but he was indeed a loyal and good subordinate who worshipped Voldemort.

"Have you thought of the answer, Miss Hopes?" Rodolphus asked coldly.

"I want to see Voldemort, and I will only speak to him."

"How dare you call your master by his name!"

"Okay, Rodolphus." Voldemort appeared as if he were a sensor. He ignored Rodolphus and walked in front of Xia. "Have you made up your mind, Miss Hopps?"

Xia lowered her eyes and thought for a moment before asking, "I need to know what I have that you want."

Voldemort laughed loudly, and lifted Xia's chin with his wand. "Your family background and everything about you are what I need. I will achieve perfection on the road to immortality."

Xia frowned, she had some guesses in her mind, then she showed a fake smile: "Really? It seems that I am quite useful."

"Alas, it seems that Miss Hopps still does not have a correct understanding of herself." Voldemort said hypocritically. He came to the cellar just to chat with Xia, and soon he lost interest. Before leaving the cellar, he did not forget to tell Rodolphus: "Take good care of our other distinguished guest, and remember not to involve others."

Rodolphus smiled sinisterly. Xia raised her wand vigilantly, but Rodolphus didn't seem to care at all. He used a spell to separate Xia and Betty, and then watched Betty twisting her body and screaming on the ground while guarding against Xia's spell.

"Honestly, your attack is terrible." Rodolphus sneered, "Look, what did Dumbledore teach you, tickling?"

Rodolphus laughed at his own words, "Join us, the master will lead the purebloods to a higher position."

Finally, under Xia's persistent attack, Rodolphus was hit by a spell. He was hit against the wall, a flash of surprise flashed across his face, followed by more exuberant anger. He decided that even if he was punished, he would teach this ignorant witch a lesson.

Rodolphus cut a bloody mark on Xia's face, and then more and more blood came out. Rodolphus noticed that the other witch couldn't even make a sound. He said happily: "It seems that this spell is quite useful."

Xia didn't care about her own injuries and turned to see Betty's condition. The poor girl was tortured to the point that she had no strength left. She couldn't even lift her wand. Xia looked at Betty's dilated pupils and her body shaking uncontrollably. She said in panic, "Hey, Betty, can you hear me? Open your eyes, please, look at me, please, Betty?"

Xia gently shook Betty's body, but the weak breathing in her arms made Xia's heart continue to fall. Xia regretted it. Should she agree to Voldemort? Should she not resist? Why didn't she have the ability to take Betty away directly?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Betty. It's me, I'm too weak, it's me who got you involved, it's me who can't take you away, but please, open your eyes, please, I can do anything, please--"

Xia felt a lump in her throat, her body twitched uncontrollably, tears mixed with blood slid down her face, Betty held Xia's hand, and she said with difficulty: "It's okay, Xia, I'm not afraid."

"No, no—" Xia became even more flustered after hearing Betty's words. She screamed heartbreakingly. Tears fell in large drops. No, everything was wrong. This was not the original ending—Betty had a bracelet, why didn't the bracelet protect Betty? Why didn't she protect Betty? She killed an innocent soul. It was her fault. It was all her fault.

Xia's hand touched Betty's face. Rodolphus's spell made Xia's hands covered with blood, but she didn't care.

Her hand trembled as she placed it under Betty's nose. Her increasingly weak breathing made Xia collapse even more. Her blood dripped onto Betty's face. Xia said in despair, "Isn't it possible to live forever? Why, Betty - she is the one who wants eternal life - how can she live forever? Please, who can tell me - can't I live forever -"

No one answered Xia's words. A broken bracelet fell out of Betty's pocket. Xia knew that the bracelet could not protect her forever. The damage Betty had endured had reached its limit.

Unbeknownst to everyone, a man said, "The bracelet is broken."

"How come? What happened?"

"I want to go over there."

"You know it's unstable, I can't guarantee the time."

"Do not talk nonsense."