[hp] stay out of it

In the following days, probably because Professor Flitwick warned Malfoy not to talk nonsense, especially not to try to push me to the forefront when everyone heard of Black, so Malfoy rarely kept silent. Professor Nepe obviously couldn't let go of his body and spread gossip about the life experience of another college student, so after the small twists and turns of that day, everyone's attitude towards me was still normal, without any curiosity or panic attitude.Instead, I got an important message, that is, no matter from which point of view, I should be Black's son without a doubt.

This made me even more curious about Ms. Heiqi White's identity. Now that I think about her unaccompanied life in London, it seems like a proper move for a wizard hiding in the Muggle world.

…Professor Flitwick and the others must have realized this a long time ago, but they don’t know if it’s unnecessary or for some other reason. They haven’t investigated the privacy of the deceased. No, maybe they have checked but they didn’t bring me along.Until this year's summer vacation, Sirius Black ran out of Azkaban...

No matter how reasonable people's attitudes are, I still find it incredible-to be related to such an important character?Do not make jokes.

After knowing who I was suspected of being, I think the only change I made was to cancel the routine work of "inspecting" the castle every night, and the ghosts expressed regret for this-we would discuss some things when we occasionally met. Philosophy of life and death.And the bloody Baron is really sorry about this, because after I cast the petrification curse on Malfoy that day, he who was hiding aside floated out to find the nearest professor—that's why Professor Lupine came back so timely.

"Anyway, I'm the ghost of Slytherin, White!"

"Oh, then I really admire your loyalty to the House, too," I shrugged, "and not to your friends, if you take me for a friend."

After hearing the words about loyalty to friends or to the academy, the bloody Barrow seemed a little frustrated, and the direct expression was that he drifted away stiffly and rigidly - I think I have encountered another heartbreak about the loyalty of friends People, but the difference is that this one is the annoyed perpetrator, not the victim.

As for Malfoy, who told me the important information, it seems that in November, I don’t know the exact day, he wrapped a huge bandage on his arm to show how deeply he was poisoned by Hagrid’s incorrect education, like Hagrid Leigh provocation (a show that never tires) and avoiding the first Quidditch game against Gryffindor of the term.

But I remember very clearly that when I cast a spell on him in the Astronomy Tower in mid-September, his arm was no longer protected by bandages. Madam Pomfrey still has this skill.Are you pretending to have a relapse of your old illness now... But seeing how excited he is pretending to be disabled, maybe, everyone has his own ambition...

It is worth mentioning that on the night of October [-]th, that is, the eve of Halloween, Sirius sneaked into the castle, leaving only traces in Gryffindor - did not bother to find other people, such as me, which shows that At least from his point of view, we were just strangers, or in other words, he didn't even know that there was such a student named White who was somewhat similar to his young, elegant and handsome self.

I feel very grateful.

At least for now things are still running according to the track they should go, without any major changes.

I look forward to this year passing by like this, next year there will be more complicated things in the school, and everyone's focus will be more focused, so that no one will have the leisure to pursue the disappointing question of what my last name should be.

In this way, at the end of May of the second year, everything was calm. No professor came to talk to me when Black broke in twice. Maybe after knowing my attitude of not wanting to cause trouble, they didn’t intend to make more trouble—let a current It seems that if the unscrupulous fugitive knows that he not only has a target to kill in the school, but also his own son, the situation may become more difficult to control.

Until the last exam, June 20th, I knew that this story would probably come to an end after this day passed.In the evening, I was lying in the dormitory on a soft four-legged bed covered with sky blue silk. The breeze slid in through the window. I was holding the "Pure Blood Test in Europe in the [-]th Century" page by page. This book contained the Relatively advanced portraits can convey information. To be cautious, I cast an illusion spell on myself before turning the page.

Dan Qi came in at this time, and saw a big book floating out of nowhere on my bed, he was slightly startled, then he observed intently, and sighed: "Have you mastered the illusion spell? I think you should It is the second genius out of our school after Dumbledore."

I replied sullenly: "I don't think so. I have received systematic education at home, these spells I..."

Has been cast many times under my mother's Imperius Curse.

Who is speaking.How the hell do I know this?

I threw away the book, sat up, and the past of Vincent White that I didn't know I had unknowingly said... What's going on here?This phenomenon happened for the first time in three years and I always thought White was gone!

Dan Qi got used to my nonsense, took a small bowl and turned around to go out.

I'm still in shock... It sounds like Ms. White is not only not a pure Muggle, but also looks like an unscrupulous dark wizard...

The Imperius Curse... This is one of the three unforgivable curses in England. Did she use this as a means of cramming her children?

I feel a little depressed, because Hakey White doesn't seem to be a pure Muggle like I imagined, so why should she hide among Muggles?Is it to avoid someone?

Mysteries began to overwhelm me, and I turned irritably and decided to leave Ravenclaw's tower and go for a walk.Go to the library and look for books on the soul and memory.And why hasn't there been any sign of Vincent's presence in the past three years, why—wait a minute, today is Buckbeak's execution day, and it's also the time when Sirius will stay at Hogwarts for a while... Push Lavin away Claw's wooden door, I walked slowly down from the Ravenclaw Tower, thinking about whether I should appear on the top of the west tower at twelve o'clock and ask Black.

"Hi Mr. Black, I was wondering if you were with a curly-haired Miss White or not 13 years ago?"

Or simply...

"Hello, Mr. Black, remember the girlfriend from 13 years ago, or, ONS? I want to know the real last name of that person, can you tell me?"

Stupid.

I stopped and thought for a while...

Whether Vincent's surname is White, Black, or something else has nothing to do with me...he—how I got my excellent magic control and magical skills that seem to be born with me, has nothing to do with me... Why are you curious about this...

But I'm really curious...

Now that I have accepted this identity, I will subconsciously turn back when I hear someone calling Vincent, so of course I am curious about the secrets of my life experience, especially the secrets that seem a little dark.

If you want to know, why not ask...

Go find Blake.

See what he's like.

Look at how he spent these years.

The growing desire made me go to Blake to find out...

It seems very wrong today... My emotions are a little out of control... I don't want to go to Black to mix it up, it's too risky, since I have nothing to do with it, I became Vincent, and I don't need to to explore his past.

But the desire/desire to meet Black is really like emanating from the soul, and I can't resist it. I know in my heart that I don't want to, and I shouldn't go to the top of the west tower to stop Black and say a few words, but The problem is, I have absolutely no control over these emotions that are not mine!