HP meets at Hogwarts

Ann looked at the white ceiling in a daze, where is this?She propped herself up to sit up, the whole world was blurred, the lights in the room were dim, and there was a misty white, white walls, and white sheets.Getting off the bed staggeringly, An supported the iron railing at the end of the bed to prevent herself from falling. After looking around, she found an exit in the room. It was a white-painted wooden door with a A piece of transparent glass, behind the glass there are two blurred figures, and a familiar voice comes from the door.

She frowned, the voice was so familiar, is that someone I know?She moved her weak legs and took two steps towards the wall with difficulty, leaning on the wall covered with white tiles, and walked towards the door step by step with small steps...

What are they talking about?

As they got closer to the door, the voices could gradually be heard clearly. It was a male voice and a crying female voice...

"Old Fang, how could you be so cruel...Xiao An..." The female voice choked with tears and said.

The male voice was not high-pitched, but there was a hint of impatience, "Mother, do you think I don't want to save Xiaoan? But how much money have we spent here? When will such a day be the end?"

"But..." The crying gradually became louder...

"Cry, cry, cry... You just know how to cry... We not only have Xiao An... and Xiao Jin... Isn't this going to waste so much money?"

"We still have a house...Lao Fang...Maybe we can put..."

The male voice showed a hint of cruelty, and the suppressed voice grew louder, "Impossible! That house was bought for Xiao Jin to study in the future... and now the housing prices in the entire SH city are rising... if you sell it, you can't come back ..."

Through the glass on the door, one shadow raised his fist and thumped the other shadow hard twice. The female voice was angry, "How could you say such a thing..."

The other shadow didn't fight back after being beaten, sighed long and hard, and the male voice was helpless, "Damn it, Xiao An's illness seems to be dying... Don't blame me for telling the truth, but Xiao Jin still has a long life ahead of him." ...It's not a big deal for you to say that most of the family property was wasted on Xiao An...Think about Xiao Jin...he has been calling mom for the past few weeks..."

A shadow raised his hand as if to cover his mouth, and the crying of the female voice gradually became choked up...

"Damn it, the doctor said, Xiao An's operation the day after tomorrow... the success rate is not high... I'll make it up tomorrow and I'll pay the money for the operation... If... if Xiao An..." The male voice paused, cruelly Said, "When she's gone... just like we're the last..."

The shadow covering his mouth outside the door couldn't listen, but he didn't open his mouth to refute, he just ran away quickly...

"Ah..." The shadow outside the door was stunned for a few seconds, as if he had lit a cigarette, a few indistinct clouds of smoke floated above the figure, he turned to face the door, and said in a low voice, "Xiao An, don't blame Dad Mom is cruel...these few months have been too much torment...you have to think about the days to come...sigh...if you want to blame...just blame your bad luck..." After saying this, the figure turned and left...

An leaned against the cold wall behind the door, feeling that her entire internal organs had lost the temperature... Who are they talking about?Who's... not me, right?Oh, it must not be me...

When my dad was young, he let me ride a bull on his shoulders. That winter, when I didn’t know how to go to the water’s edge to catch goldfish and fell into it, my dad took off his coat and sweater and wrapped me in it and ran home. …

On my 8th birthday, I spent a month’s salary to buy toys for myself and said with a smile, Xiao’an, Xiao’an, if you want the moon in the sky, my dad can catch it for you... After winning the city’s piano competition in junior high school, that sentence, Xiao’an, my parents have spent their entire lives for Remember if you are proud...

But who is that? ...who is the other shadow? ? ...why not yell back? ...couldn't be mom...

My mother loves me the most... When I was a child, I was naughty, chasing and beating with the brother next door, knocking over the vegetable jar that she had worked so hard for half a month to give away, and she just hugged and coaxed me who fell and cried …

When I grow up and don’t want to learn the piano, when I’m impatient, try to persuade me with some delicious food that I’m greedy for, Xiaoan, if you practice for a while, I’ll give you this, it’s delicious...

Who is that door? ? ?Ann covered her mouth and slowly slid down from the wall she was leaning against.

... woo woo woo... I'm afraid... I'm afraid... Mom and Dad... I'm so scared...

The scene in front of me changed, and the strong white light could still be felt even with eyes closed. Ann opened her eyes, and a shadowless lamp was facing Ann. The light was dazzling, and Ann's tears flowed down all at once...

She felt like she was lying on a cold operating bed. She tried to sit up, but her limbs couldn't move, so she could only raise her head slightly. Tears blurred her vision, and a black shadow was approaching her.

Slowly, slowly... the shadow is getting closer...

There is a black robe floating in the air, and a scythe...

No, no, no... The panic that didn't come spread, and An began to struggle desperately, but it was useless... Her limbs seemed to be paralyzed, and she couldn't move...

Seeing the black shadow getting closer and closer to him, and a white skeleton revealed under the black robe, fear spread to every cell in An's body.But she couldn't do anything, she started yelling: Enough, you go away...don't come...don't come...

The black shadow responded to her shout, the jaws of the skeleton under the black robe began to open and close, and the sound of fingernails scratching the blackboard came out from under the black robe, "Stab...hiss...don't struggle...no one wants you to live ...why not die..."

Ann shook her head desperately, shouting loudly hoping to overwhelm the voice of the skeleton, but the voice was like a thread connected to Ann's ears, every syllable was clear...

"Scared...struggle...fear...uh...wonderful feelings..." Every time she said a word, Ann trembled more violently, but she still couldn't move her body, she could only barely raise her head, and she bumped her head against the operating table, her voice hoarse Bottom yelled: Get out!Go away, don't come, don't talk...

The black robe was only one step away from Ann, and his voice became like the noise of the corner of a chair being dragged across the tiled floor, "Magnetic...why do you want to live...no one wants you to live..." As he said, the sickle was raised Get up and wave to Ann who is lying down...

ah ah ah...

In the Slytherin dormitory, Ann suddenly sat up on the bed, she was sweating profusely, panting heavily, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.In September, the fireplace in the dormitory was already burning, and the dormitory was very warm.

But Ann felt cold all over, and her mind was in a trance. Because she was surrounded by the bed curtain, the place she saw was dark, and the scene in the dream was clearly visible in her mind, as if the voice of the black shadow was still echoing in her ears.

With trembling hands, An opened the bed curtain, and the transparent crystal on the ceiling cast mild sunlight into the dormitory. Seeing the sunlight, An Chang let out a long breath.

She sat by the bed for an unknown amount of time, and looked up at her watch, it was ten past seven.Others in the dormitory were still soundly asleep, and Fanny, who was usually the first to get up, didn't get up until half an hour later.

An covered her face with her hands, calmed down for a while, and cheered herself up in a low voice in English. After the voice of the shadow in her head gradually disappeared, she got off the bed.After standing and staring at the morning light shining through the ceiling of the dormitory for a long time, I walked towards the bathroom.

After washing up, Ann took a huge volume of "A Medieval History of Magic" and walked to the Slytherin common room, opened the book and read it aloud.

At seven thirty-seven, Fanny awoke naturally and vaguely. Due to the good habit she had developed since she was a child, she woke up at this time almost every day.

Fanny opened the curtain of the bed, and was surprised to find that Ann was no longer on the bed. She sat up suddenly, and because the other three people in the dormitory were still sleeping, she didn't make a sound, but she quickly got out of bed and went straight to the bed. No one in the bathroom.

She was in her pajamas, and Tara rushed out of the dormitory with her slippers on, and ran to the common room.When she saw An sitting in the common room, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Ann heard the sound behind her, closed the book, stood up with a calm expression, as if nothing had happened.Panting and stammering, Fanny asked, "Ann, today...how did you wake up...so early?"

Ann walked towards Fanny with the book in her arms, and said calmly, "I've had a bad dream and I've woken up."

Fanny hesitated and opened her mouth, but she still swallowed what she wanted to say. She smiled at An easily, "Ann, that was a nightmare, just wake up from the dream..."

"En." An responded, and then said, "Go back to the dormitory."

In Potions class on Friday morning, Professor Snape was clearly very angry with Neville's Boggart.Throughout the class, Snape had been picking on the Gryffindor students, but Harry, Ron, and Hermione had made preparations in advance with Ann's reminder, and the three of them kept behaved and did not criticize Snape. Pu seized the opportunity to deduct points.Although Neville was also assisted by Hermione all night, his Potions class had always been poor, and it was hard to get back. After one Potions class, he deducted [-] points from Gryffindor by himself.

When class was over, Ann was stayed by Professor Snape, and Fanny, who wanted to stay with Ann, was politely invited out of the classroom by Snape.Hermione was going to stay too, but was pulled out of the classroom by Ron and Harry.

"Stoke, I heard what happened in Defense Against the Dark Arts class yesterday. It's really bad. Professor Dumbledore asked me to ask you if you need any help?" Snape stood, staring at Ann, asked in the same tone of non-tenderness as always.

Ann lowered her eyes, avoiding Snape's probing gaze, and said calmly, "Professor, you know, my past was not peaceful, nor was it smooth sailing. If you want to help me, I hope you can sign me a A consent form, I want to go to Madam Pomfrey's in the school hospital to get something to help sleep."

After making sure that Ann wasn't lying, Professor Snape withdrew his probing gaze. He pulled out a piece of parchment from the podium, wrote the consent form and handed it to Ann.

An reached out and took the consent form, folded it and put it in her schoolbag, stood up and said, "Thank you for your help, Dean."

Snape glanced at the badge worn on Ann's robes, and said indifferently, "Okay, you can go out now."

Ann nodded, took two steps back towards Snape, turned and walked out of the classroom.

As soon as he left the classroom door, four people surrounded him. "Ann, what did the headmaster tell you?" "Ann, Snape didn't make things difficult for you, did he?" "I always thought he was only nice to students in his own academy..."

"Professor Snape just asked me if I needed help because of Professor Dumbledore's request," Ann said.

The four breathed a sigh of relief, and Ron muttered, "It seems that my guess is right, he really only treats the students of his own academy..."

Fanny glared at Ron.Hermione asked Ann with concern, "Ann, did you accept help?"

"Accepted," Ann said.Fanny and Hermione looked at each other. Just outside the door, Fanny and Hermione told Ann about the nightmare she had this morning. When they heard that Ann had accepted help, the two felt much relieved.

"Then let's go to lunch now..." Fanny asked Ann.

An Shun nodded.On the way, Ron and Harry chatted about the Quidditch competition this semester. Gryffindor hadn't won the Quidditch trophy in the past two years, and Gryffindor was bound to win it this year.Fanny and Hermione chatted about the growth of their mimosas, and although Ann had given them each a handwritten pamphlet on how to grow mimosas at the end of last term, growing a tropical plant in England would produce some small Questions, they occasionally asked Ann some questions, Ann answered simply.

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Alas, this chapter is really hard to write...