HP: Hogwarts, but pro-generation

After what happened at Lestrange Manor, Xia always felt that the time spent with friends and family passed quickly. They enjoyed dinner together and strolled around Priest Manor until the moon was high in the sky, until Kaka "glared" at the little masters who delayed the rest of the "sick" Xia.

Ander still planned to sleep on the floor of Xia's room tonight, since Xia wanted to have a private conversation with him, this would be the most convenient. But who would have thought that Xia righteously rejected him, because this was a night for them as girls.

After hearing this, Ander had no choice but to carry his entire set of luggage for sleeping on the floor back to the boys' room. James was playing with Sirius, and Ander joined them. They didn't know how long they played, but Ander almost fell asleep after lying down. If it weren't for his strong curiosity that made him explore the secrets that Xia was hiding, he really wanted to fall asleep.

Listening to the steady breathing of the two boys beside him, Ander quietly got up and tiptoed to Xia's door.

"You're so late." Xia squatted at the door and complained. She stretched out her arms to Ander and said, "My legs are numb from squatting."

Andre obediently pulled up Xia, watching his sister jumping up and down to relieve the numbness. He thought it was fine. Even if she was hiding something complicated, she was still here, wasn't she? But there was a more determined and unignorable voice in his heart saying: No, no, Andrek, you can't think like that. Did the tranquility in front of you make you forget everything that happened to Xia so easily? Do you want to repeat the same mistakes? Do you want to watch her fall into danger again? If you don't understand those things and practice the spells well, how can you protect her when you can't even protect yourself?

Xia looked at Ander standing there with a frown on his face, stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes. After making sure that Ander's eyes were focused again, she raised her hand and smoothed Ander's brow.

"You've frowned more recently than you have in the past decade or so. If you keep going like this, you'll become Old Man Ender. Don't worry, I'm still here."

Her words didn't actually reassure Ander much, but he still pretended to be relieved, "If I were old man Ander, you would be old lady Sia."

They soon reached the room with the portrait, and Ander waited for Xia to take him inside.

While Ender was concentrating on the door that he couldn't see, Xia quickly took out her wand and cast a cutting spell on the palm of her hand.

Ander turned his head the moment she chanted the spell, and at this time a shallow scratch appeared on Xia's palm.

Ander looked at Xia in shock, almost losing his voice: "You are...wait, how..."

Xia also looked at her palm in surprise. The wound where red blood should have flowed out was now glowing with silver-white light. Xia held Ander's palm with her backhand, and the silver-white light flowed into Ander's hand. At this time, Ander realized that it was not light but Xia's blood.

Ender opened his mouth to ask what was going on, but Xia pushed him into the room. This time, Ender entered very smoothly without any obstacles. He quickly switched from being confused by the sudden intrusion to being alert. Looking around, his eyes finally settled on the paintings.

"Are these the ones...?" As the last word fell, Ander realized that Xia did not follow him in.

Meanwhile, Xia, who stayed outside, was wandering around aimlessly. Ander would get a better and more complete explanation there than Xia herself could. This was also the result of a discussion between her and Lillian.

As she walked, she came to the fireplace in the living room on the first floor. This fireplace was not the one used for the Floo network in the manor, but a real fireplace with fire burning. Xia sat in front of the fireplace, looking at the jumping flames, and thought of the Gryffindor common room.

The fire there was always jumping. She and Lily liked to sit at the table in front of the fireplace to do their homework, while Ender and the others always curled up on the sofa there.

The crackling sound in the fireplace brought Xia back to her senses. She actually felt that studying at Hogwarts was like a thing of her past life. Only a few days had passed, but she felt it was so far away...

"What are you thinking about, Miss Sleepless?"

A voice that was much deeper than it was a year or two ago sounded in Xia's ears. She fell backwards uncontrollably and was about to fall to the ground when a pair of hands supported her.

"I was wondering... wondering why Mr. Don't Sleep doesn't sleep." Xia said after pretending to think for a while.

Sirius lowered his head and laughed quietly. When his smile faded, he realized that because of the action of supporting her just now, the girl seemed to be in his arms at this moment. Her fragrance filled his nostrils, and he could kiss her hair with just a slight movement... Sirius could restrain himself from offending Xia easily, but he could not control his selfishness. He moved his arm calmly, making Xia seem to be in his arms. From a distance, one would only think that they were a pair of young lovers in love snuggling together.

Xia didn't notice Sirius's actions. After answering Sirius's words, she looked at the flames in the fireplace again. Sirius's infatuated eyes moved from Xia's hair and looked in Xia's direction. The flickering flames were reflected in his gray eyes.

"Seeing it took me back to the Gryffindor common room."

Xia heard Sirius's murmur, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

"sorry."

Sirius was overwhelmed by Xia's sudden apology. He instinctively wanted to refuse, but the slightly dull voice was one step ahead of him.

"You gave me the hairband in winter, when there was a fire burning in the fireplace in the lounge. But I lost it at the station... I shouldn't have worn it that day. But I still have the hairpin, and I'm afraid it's lost too, in the dungeon..."

Even though he was holding her in his arms, Sirius could feel the person in his arms trembling. She seemed to know that indulging in fear would not change anything, and quickly suppressed her anxiety. "I put the hairpin away in the dungeon, in my school robe. I wanted to put the necklace away as well, but I couldn't reach it at the time, and I couldn't untie it. Fortunately, the clothes covered it so they couldn't see it."

"But, but I still lost one. I still lost my hairband."

Sirius could understand what Xia meant. She was regretting the headband and expressing her apology sincerely, but deep down in her heart, she was using the headband to express her fear.

Sylvia, your excuse is so lame...

You can't control your trembling, you can't control your voice that is tinged with tears, you can't control the emptiness in your tone.

However, you don't need to control yourself or use that headband to express yourself. You can just tell me your anxiety, fear and confusion directly.

I will stay with you.

I'll be behind you.

Just like it is now.