HP Winter Memories

The tavern is the most lively place in every small town, and it is the best place to collect materials and listen to stories.Sometimes all you have to do is sit there and hear a lot of interesting conversations.And in all forms of conversation, the most important thing is actually to understand what the other person is not saying.

—— "My Journey and Memoirs"

After exploring most of the area, there was nothing around that caught Harry's particular attention except for the portrait in the church, so he went to the church again.Once, a priest happened to come up to talk to him, talking about the church and decorations here. He was surprised and expected that Liesel had helped to renovate some of the murals here.However, Liesel specifically proposed to only be responsible for the painting of landscapes and decorations, and euphemistically refused to restore the portraits of people outside.But the next part was what Harry thought must be odd: the portrait that had caught his attention was the only one here that was by Liesel.

According to the priest, the portraits in the inner hall are all those who have funded or helped the church.Some of the paintings had been on the walls before he came here.He proudly introduces the main characters, and the drawing that Harry is curious about is of the late Sir Kane, whose family had assets here, but the Sir himself did not grow up here in his youth until later in life come back when.He was a benefactor of the church, especially the orphanage sheltered by the church.

Speaking of this, the priest was rather vague, especially when Harry suddenly asked him why Liesel didn't restore the murals outside since he painted this portrait.From the perspective of painting style, it is not a matter of ability. Her portraits are more vivid, real and rich.Especially when Harry secretly compared it with the magical portrait of Hogwarts, he could see that this portrait had a sense of reality that was different from the flat portrait next to it.And if you can stare at it for several hours, you will feel that it is automatically adjusting the refracted light, so that the protagonist's face is always in the best performance conditions.Of course Harry didn't stare for that long, he just experimentally changed the path of the light with magic.

The priest's tone became more and more hesitant and vague, and he also deliberately led Harry away.He said rather critically: Jazz himself and some of his friends are not religious members in the strict sense, but they are kind to the church, such as Liesel.This portrait of the jazz was a gift from Liesel to the jazz a long time ago. The jazz thought it was the best painting he had ever painted, and it was suitable for hanging with other patrons.Then the priest didn't want to say any more.Harry also felt fortunate that he didn't proclaim that he didn't believe in religion. After pretending to "pray", he gave his "donation" very generously.

As he returned to the Tree Sparrow, a little suspicion formed in Harry's mind here and there.After he greeted Charles and ordered a cup of tea, he couldn't wait to sit in the corner of the bar and write and draw on it with a piece of paper:

"First of all, the portrait was drawn by Liesel, and it was the magic of light processing that made Sir Kane so satisfied, so Liesel must have known magic, plus he is with Snape now.

Then assume that if Liesel is not a wizard, the little magic of light processing in the portrait is not done by herself.There was indeed some magic that could act as a blindfold, she could ask Snape to cast it on her behalf, and it could also have the effect of making the portrait beyond imagination. "

"Your tea Harry."

He was writing this thought when the tea first came, and he didn't even have time to raise his head: "Thank you."

"Have you got something new to write in your diary, Harry?" A few regular customers came in the afternoon, and Charles was busy greeting others, only then did he see Harry writing quickly.

"Well, I just had an idea, so I wanted to write it down quickly." Harry said, and then he unexpectedly found that Mrs. Charles should usually be the one who received guests and served tea.

"There were no guests in the afternoon, and Ellie went into town. This is a woman." Ellie was Mrs. Charles, and Mr. Charles said with a smile, winking at Harry to mean: You will understand later, young man.Then he was called away by those regular customers.Harry raised his glass to them too.

Suddenly, a set of meaningless numbers on the beer bottles in those people's hands reminded him of the marked time he saw in the lower right corner of the frame.This made him immediately dismiss the idea of ​​Snape helping cast the spell.That time was the same as Snape's stay at Hogwarts, and it was also when he was in his fourth year. In the past two days, it was obvious that there was no third wizard in this town besides him.He happily crossed out the first hypothesis.

Then he wrote:

"If it is assumed that Liesel is a wizard, it is easy to explain why he is able to draw such a portrait with a little magic without believing in religion. Because the moving portrait of a wizard requires that in the process of painting, each time the pen is used at the same time. Pouring magic power is like making potions. And he has never 'met' either Liesel or Snape in the past few days. New ideas and places to visit. Confusion Curse!" He scribbled out his new ideas and underlined them fiercely.

In this way, it seems that the assumption that Liesel is also a wizard is close to being established.

"But there is still one question: why did Liesel refuse to restore the portraits of the characters in the church hall? Judging from the works, she does not have any technical problems in painting style. Even if she is a wizard, she can completely agree, as long as she controls the painting without magic power. Reject Painting portraits instead makes people have other doubts and conjectures. In this way, his hypothesis seems to lack sufficient conditions.”

Harry scribbled and scribbled, but there were no more new messages or information.The tea had already bottomed out, so Harry looked up and found that Mr. Charles was answering the phone frowning, and it seemed that something bad had happened.He put down his things and walked over.

"What's the matter, Mr. Charles?"

"It's Avery. She had a traffic accident on the way back. What she said on the phone was too unclear." Charles put down the phone, rubbed his hands nervously, and looked at the scattered guests outside, guessing that it was a few acquaintances Keep an eye on the bar or ask someone to check it out on site.

"How is Mrs. Charles now? Is there any injury? If you want to go over and have a look, if you don't mind, I can say hello here first. I also worked in a bar before." Harry said with concern.He did work in bars and restaurants, and a lot of his travel expenses came from doing odd jobs wherever he went. He worked as a fruit picker, waiter and pool lifeguard.

Mr. Charles immediately agreed. The couple had always had a good impression of Harry. He picked up a coat and left in a hurry.

Harry packed up his things and stood inside the bar. Mr. Charles put all the cups he had put away in the sink unwashed. Harry looked at the guests outside again, reckoning that there would be no one in a while. After ordering, he walked over and started cleaning neatly.The process of handling accidents will definitely be cumbersome and slow. Whether it is the wizarding world or the Muggle world, a set of procedures such as filling in a form and describing it will take half a day to complete.It's even less time to clean them when dinner is served.And he also thought about working here so that he could stay temporarily, and this just happened to be an opportunity.

"Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Charles have gone to town. I am a new waiter. Please bear with me if the service is not good." Harry patiently explained to the curious guests. As the dinner time came, there were more and more guests. Get up, especially at night when the business here is the best time of the day, and people in the town like to come out for a drink after dinner.

For Harry, the service industry is also very handy. Although it comes from a sad experience when he was a child, the praise of the guests for tonight's dinner cannot be underestimated.He occasionally shuttled among the guests, or stood behind the bar wiping a wine glass, listening to and watching various people chatting, joking and telling his own experiences.

Suddenly Harry was amazed to see Snape first appear behind the glass window with that knowing look, and then his typical hooked nose "poked" in through the crack in the door.

"Sputtimus!" Someone in the chat also saw him.Snape nodded to the person who called him as a greeting, and he walked directly towards the bar where Harry was.

"Why didn't you see Liesel, as far as I know, you are not the kind of person who needs to sneak out to have a drink. Because you prefer to watch our Liesel than Liesel to watch you, ah Haha." The man was still teasing Snape behind him.

"Drink your stout, Vincent. And Liesel isn't ours."

"Look, look, look, it starts to be sour without drinking. Hahaha"

Then Snape suddenly whispered to Harry, "I worked with him on a project. He is a woodworker. He has a good personality but has a big mouth." Harry's eyes were as wide as copper bells. It's getting old, what is Snape doing, hiding from him for a few days and suddenly appearing to explain this to him.

"Are you working as a waiter here?"

Harry explained that he was a temporary worker, and the Charles and his wife had an emergency in the afternoon.

"Then give me a glass of draft beer. I'm here to talk to you after you get off work." After speaking, he sat in the corner, where Harry sat in the afternoon, not far from the bar, but a little away from the crowd.

Although Harry was a little uneasy, his back was full of anxiety, but when he heard the conversation on the other side, he just listened with interest to the person talking about Septimus, "that cold-tempered but skilled guy".

"His paints are made by himself?"

"Yes, it is said that Liesel's father taught him, but he improved the effect to be better. Liesel's paint is also made by him."

Harry thought the man was charging for advertising.

"A family of artists?"

"No, I heard that Liesel saved his life. He is from the north." The man secretly glanced at Snape, seeing that Snape didn't care about him, then lowered his voice and pretended to be mysterious.Then he deliberately raised his voice, "Who would have thought that guy would be favored by an artistic beauty from now on! Right, Septimus! He is determined!"

"Vincent, when you drink too much, you become as troublesome as the aunt in the neighboring village. Go talk about others. Or talk about the follow-up after you confessed to the statue and threatened to run naked after drinking too much?" Snape was not salty. To put it bluntly.The people around burst into laughter, not sure if they were joking about Snape being favored by a beauty or because they were laughing at Vincent for going crazy after drinking every time.

It seemed that some of them had chatted with Snape many times. Could it be that guy also came to have a drink now and then?But Liesel saved Snape's life, could it be that he was rescued here after being bitten by Nagini?Harry affirmed his theories of the afternoon that to have saved Snape under those circumstances, Liesel must have been a wizard too or at least had ties to the wizarding world.

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