[hp] stay out of it

Jessica's birthday came a week after Easter. The little girl didn't seem to have inherited her parents' height, but the childishness when they first met had begun to fade away.Her Gryffindor friends, and some Ravenclaws I called, we celebrated her birthday in an empty classroom.However, since the dark clouds of a few days ago have not cleared, everyone's laughter concealed imperceptible uneasiness, and the atmosphere was a bit weird.

"Is Dumbledore's speech about the You-Know-Who scaremongering?" Dennis Creevey asked his brother Colin Creevey. I sat at the desk eating cake and didn't bother to move my seat, so their conversation flowed freely. slipped into my ears.

"Harry Potter said it was right, we should believe him." Colin taught his younger brother in a tone of "Potter authority": "So what if the mysterious man is back—we have Potter! He can knock down that People three times..."[Note]

"It can knock down the fourth time, the fifth time, and more times!" Dennis said adoringly.

"But no matter what, the mysterious man still has some power. We must treat it with caution. Students like us cannot compete with him. It is reasonable for the principal to warn us to be careful." Colin put on his brother attitude, and educated his younger brother in a serious manner.

"That's right, he killed those two students of Beauxbatons so easily, and the whereabouts of their hero Boyle is still unknown..." Dennis said in a sad tone, but there was excitement in his tone.Human nature, we are always eager to see excitement and tragedy, death and parting without harming our own interests, so we send out sorrow and pity for this, let ourselves stand on a moral high ground and give full play to our overflowing Compassion and curiosity.

"You-Know-Who didn't do that, he wouldn't go and kill some ordinary students. It was a spell cast by one of his servants, probably called Wormtail or something—I heard from Weasley and the others." Coe Lin proudly flaunted his familiarity with Harry's gang.

When the headmaster and members of the Order of the Phoenix announced the disastrous events that took place on Easter afternoon, they pushed Elaine Golov's murder charge, and didn't involve me at all. The result was that everyone acquiesced The person who killed Elaine was the same person who killed Lydia, namely Wormtail.I don't have anything to worry about, anyway, he can't stand up against the murder that was added to his head - Sirius even joked that Wormtail charged him with more murders, which is right to be charged. interest.

"But I heard that some students came back alive, right? Except for Harry Potter." Dennis asked, "Do you know them?"

"Yeah, two Ravenclaws from Harry's class," Colin said absently, "we're puzzled that they came back alive after being attacked by You-Know-Who and his minions - but maybe that's not the case. It's strange, but Harry is a warm-hearted and brave person, and he will certainly not abandon his companions in times of crisis."

"Of course not, that's a cowardly act." Dennis echoed.

I finished the cake, and left the Creevey brothers bored, and went across the room, saw Dange, Benelli, and Cho, but not Florette, since Cho and Cedric got very close, He avoided being in front of her for longer than five seconds.Furong was not there either, she should have gone with Lydia's parents.

I pretended not to see Benelli, who also pretended not to see me, and greeted Qiu, wondering why she came here.

"I heard there was a party here, so I stopped by to have a look," Qiu`Zhang said. "I think I need a little relaxation and a change of air. The atmosphere in school is too depressing these days-of course, sorry, I'm not saying we shouldn't feel sorry for them..."

"We know," Dan Qi nodded and said, "It's okay, there's nothing wrong with this feeling. We are indeed a little out of breath, and the atmosphere in the school now seems to be going to war."

"Your analogy is too appropriate." Qiu agreed.

"He's back, we're not far from the battle." Cedric appeared from behind me and brought Qiu Duan a cup of hot drink.

"Thank you." Qiu took the hot cocoa and smiled at Cedric.Dench and I exchanged glances briefly, and read the same words in each other's eyes: Poor Florette.

"The situation is not good now. The Ministry of Magic tends not to believe what Dumbledore said," Cedric said. I heard the wind—they are drafting various resolutions, mobilizing wizards, and intend to punish Professor Dumbledore."

"My mother says that the Wizengamots are on the move," said Benelli, "and that Dumbledore's position as Chief Wizard will be the price of his 'babbling'."

"It's normal. Admitting this matter will bring much more profit losses than not admitting it. Officials always have to think for themselves," Danqi said.

"Admitting the return of the mysterious person will lead to the loss of benefits?" Qiu asked: "Preparing to deal with danger in advance should reduce the loss."

"Preparing for a war requires a budget, and those who hold the interests will not like changes that do not get a considerable return. On the other hand, the mysterious person has become a symbol of terror in the minds of wizards, and the appearance of evasion and luck is normal. Yes. Attacking Dumbledore at this time can make their self-delusion easier," Dange explained.

"Even if they choose to become ostriches and turn a blind eye to the danger, the danger will not let them go." Cedric frowned. "My father didn't accept the principal's words very much. He even began to consider whether I should continue the education of NEWTs." He glanced at Qiu quickly, and then added: "However, I still want to study until the seventh grade as much as possible. Hogwarts is very attractive, and I don't want to leave it."

"I thought so too," Qiu said.

Then his eyes and Cho's eyes were glued together like strong wizard glue, and they were inseparable.We left with excuses, they didn't notice us slipping away, and we found melancholy Florette not far away.

"Why isn't there a first-come-first-served one?" he said resignedly. "When they first moved to Birmingham, I was always the one who knocked on the door and delivered the cookies—even though my mother forced me to do it at first, but then I was very cute. If you like this kind of neighborhood communication, at least at this time, you will always be rewarded with enthusiasm for your kindness."

For this situation, words of comfort have already been said, and at this time we can only smile dryly.

Florette suddenly stared at Danqi, stared at him and asked, "Why are you so carefree?"

"Huh?" Dan Qi didn't seem to want to talk to him anymore, but out of politeness, he still responded to his puzzlement.

"Look," Florette pointed with her finger, "Benelli and Vincent have been in a cold war because of the stupid things the mysterious man did at Easter. I'm struggling for a romance that I can't get. Qiu is worried about her little boyfriend next year. Won't be coming to seventh grade—and you, Dange`Phillips! Not only don't you follow in the footsteps of all of us and find an annoyance to worry about, you have an eye-catching silver-haired French girl! Intolerable!"

Dan Qi took the apple juice from Florette's hand, sniffed it and raised his eyebrows: "I thought there would be no alcoholic beverages at the parties of underage girls. Vincent?"

"How could it be?" As the person in charge, I was baffled, and then I glanced suspiciously at the raving Florette: "It's likely that he brought it himself."

Benelli scoffed at my explanation, which seemed to be shirking responsibility.

In short, Jessica's birthday ended in such an atmosphere that everyone was not happy.I stayed and was in charge of telling her some unpleasant things she needed to know, and every month's birthday was like this, roughly forming a kind of ominous ritual.

She started to grow half an hour after the crowd cleared, and by the time 13-year-old Jessica and I left the classroom, the hallway was empty.

"You're about to join the third grade class, I hope you can keep up." I provoked this topic that has been discussed many times.

Jessica didn't have anything else to say, and she replied repeatedly: "This is the benefit of speeding up. I haven't lost any of the knowledge I should have acquired. I will keep up with excellent grades. But tomorrow They will probably be very upset to know that I am going to be homeschooling in the future, since I have not heard anything about it - although I think I will keep in touch with them, I am not sure how long, after all, I am growing up, probably soon You will feel that they are, well, naive, you know, talking to children with a large age gap may not have anything to communicate with."

"Don't pay too much attention to the age limit. It is actually not difficult to keep friends with children who are much younger than yourself. In most cases, believe me, I have more experience than most people at this point." I thought of my roommate them.

"I don't know when you had so many friends who are much younger than you. At present, it seems that I am the only one?" Jessica didn't take my words seriously, but made an unsuccessful joke: "And this is not the same as The age gap won't last long - I'm faster than you!"

I looked at her bitter expression and didn't know how to comfort her. In the face of the fear brought by time, words always seemed powerless. identity?"

"Not decided. I'd like to stay a few more days at Tonks' house - Grimaud's is too spooky, and Sirius doesn't spend much time there at all," said Jessica.

"Okay. See you later." I sent her to the door of Professor McGonagall's office. She will leave the school through the professor's fireplace. The 11-year-old Jessica who has been in Hogwarts for less than a month can only exist In the memory of the few classmates.

After leaving Professor McGonagall's office, I didn't go back to the dormitory directly, but went up to the Astronomy Tower naturally. I didn't expect to see Dan Qi who had been waiting for me for a long time there. His normally flat hair was blown messy by the night wind You can see the mess.

"We need to talk," he said.

I walked over and leaned against the wall next to him.On a chilly spring night, the wind blows on the face like a knife is cutting, but the good thing is that the air is still quite fresh, and the smell of spring gives people a feeling of unrealistic hope.I turned my head and stared at the constellations shining on the lake in the distance, waiting for Dan Qi to say something.

Dan Qi's steady voice drilled into my frozen ears: "I won't come to Hogwarts next year."

I froze for a moment, I thought what I was going to meet was a question about the cold war with Benelli, not to mention that this was an unexpected turn, the content of his words alone was enough to make me overwhelmed.

"Aren't your parents Muggles?" I tightened my scarf and said, "Mr. Diggory asked him not to come to school because he disagreed with the Headmaster - and Cedric was in sixth form. But your parents, I am Say, they can't understand this whole 'Voldemort's return' thing."

"Because they can't understand exactly," Dan Qi said, also turning up his collar, "that's the problem. So I have to go back and stay there."

"You decided on your own?" I was incredulous.

"Yes. No one forced me, this is my own decision." Danqi looked at me sincerely: "I'm sorry, Vincent. I care about the friendship with you, but I stay outside the school would be more useful."

I could tell by the look in his eyes that he wasn't joking, and that the decision was beyond question.Dench is a man of his word, and I'm not in a position to ask him to stay and read for the next few years.I felt very cold, and before replying to him, I cast a warming spell on us.

"Tsk tsk, Vincent," Dan Qi sighed frankly: "normal students would choose to conjure a figurative hand furnace. You choose this much more difficult effect spell. I really don't know why your talent is so impressive. Amazing, and, let's be honest, frustrating."

"It's going to be pretty awkward when you leave and it's just me and Benilli." I ignored his exclamation and made a dire prediction: "Florette is graduating next year—without you intermediaries , I don’t think it’s possible for me and Benelli to get together again.”

"He doesn't really hate you that much," Dench said. "Don't believe it—we all believe you won't be a bloodthirsty murderer, and you won't leave Lydia's body rashly, so that those numb people later Melon... But you see, this is what Benelli saw-I didn't see it, the impact may not be that big-but he saw it, but he won't believe that you are a deranged killer. The two facts are obviously contradictory, but you are unwilling to explain it well... I know you have secrets, and there will always be secrets hidden in the contradictory facts. Explain that he has no way to overturn the two contradictory facts he recognized, and he is angry about this."

"I can't give him a plausible explanation, at least not right now." I conjured up a rock, tried to vent my emotions and threw it, and then felt silly dancing around like a Muggle, so I wanded the stone A stone was launched and fell far into the lake.I stared at the big parabola drawn by the stone, pretending that it carried all my current worries. "So the question remains unresolved," I said.

"I can't do anything about it, you have to bear the consequences of concealing the facts yourself," Dan Qi spread his hands, and then showed a little uncomfortable and embarrassing expression on his face: "Speaking of the consequences of concealing the facts, I think..."

"Huh?" I said.

Danqi raised his wand, I thought he was going to conjure something, but he conjured a stone with Ravenclaw stripes on it, and then imitated my example and used magic to throw the stone into the lake.He stared at the stone flying far until it sank into the lake, clapped his hands and said, "Huh! I can throw it farther than you."

I rolled my eyes.

"Well, here's the thing, I don't think I should keep it from you," Dan Qi scratched his head, "I saw that you kept your secret from yourself, and it finally led to... right, the consequences are not very good. Now that’s the case again, I feel like I should really call the shots.”

I asked suspiciously: "What?"

Dan Qi said resentfully: "I don't know how to say it, it seems so stupid to say this... You are the most sensible among us, I want to tell you first to see how you react..."

"I won't explode, just say it." Facing a sudden incoherent chatter about Dan Qi made me feel very weird, and it also made me wonder what this guy was trying to say.

"Oh, okay." Dan Qi coughed: "Actually, Dan Qi is my pseudonym."

"So what's your name, isn't it dats, stad?" I twitched the corners of my mouth.

"I'm not a mystery man," Dan Qi coughed awkwardly: "I won't do such a boring thing as rearranging the letters of my name to make a new name. And, I'm serious, my Muggle friend They call me Alexander."

"Alexander Phillips?" I thought for a moment, "What is the need to change the name?"

"Alexander Edward Anthony Phillips," Dange corrected.

"Ah, that's a really long name... In that case, why don't you just pick one of your middle names as your Christian name?" I find this name-changing incident a bit ridiculous.

"Try to change the focus, Vincent." Dan Qi's expression was a little stiff.

The night breeze stopped suddenly, and at that moment, my thoughts were also opened. I remembered an ordinary night in 1990. Vincent and Helen watched the news honestly. The content was to congratulate the birth of Prince Andrew's second daughter Eugenie , she will become the sixth in line to the British crown prince.Helen lazily commented: "Fancy inheritance ranking."

Vincent rubbed his wand, not paying much attention to the passionate report of the female anchor on TV.

Until Helen suddenly hooted and said, "Look, Vincent, this guy is as old as you."

Vincent raised his head absently, glanced at the picture on TV, a little boy about his own age smiled at the camera, and the anchor's infectious introduction floated into his ears: "Alexander `Edward` Anthony `Philip Si, the second son of Princess Anne, was born as the sixth heir in line. In recent years, due to the successive births of his cousins, his ranking has dropped successively..."

"Now he is the tenth." Helen interrupted and explained.

At that time, Vincent made a perfunctory turn and continued to maintain his wand. He didn't watch the TV again. Only Helen was lazily watching the female anchor introduce the members of the royal family who were following closely behind with popcorn in her hands.

On the top of the astronomy tower in Hogwarts, I looked at Dan Qi who was a little uncomfortable in front of me. His face gradually overlapped with the black and white photo in Vincent's memory.

"Hey, I just want to say, I didn't hide it for so long on purpose." Dan Qi said carefully.

"Are you that Alexander?" I had a moment of indigestion for this information, "That Alexander? A nobleman mixed with wizards?"

"I am that Alexander, but I am not a nobleman," Dench explained. "My brother Peter and I are the only two royal grandsons in the UK in the past 500 years who have not been born with a title." [Note 2]

I squinted my eyes for a moment, then remembered something: "That's why you look so weird when you show your Patronus!"

"The red-breasted bird is our national bird, and Phillips' surname is also very famous," Dan Qi shrugged: "I thought you would think of this immediately because you are usually so perceptive."

"I'm sorry I didn't notice." I said stiffly.It's not my fault, it's just related to my core - at least if a boy surnamed Xi conjures up a panda or something, I think I will definitely guess his identity.

[Note] Winning Voldemort three times, Colin refers to the three times when Harry was born, first year and fourth year, he only knows these three times.The truth of the duel with the Horcrux Diary in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets has not been made public by the headmaster. This is to protect Ginny who was possessed by Voldemort.

[Note 2] Peter Phillips is real. He also has a younger sister who was born in 1981. Here I replaced it with Dan Qi who was born in 1980.Other royal records are true.It is also true that these two are royals born untitled for 500 years.

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The next chapter concludes the fourth year.

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The following foreshadowing has been added about Dan Qi changing into a patron saint.

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"It's a red-breasted bird!" Dan Qi said pleasantly at first, and then, as if I had made a big noise, he suddenly turned around and gave me a strange, or suspicious look, and I asked puzzledly, "What?"

"It's nothing." He squinted his eyes and shook his head, then turned his head and continued to praise his patron saint with peace of mind, "It's so beautiful!"

I was puzzled by his sudden glance, and then the smart bird caught my attention. I am not familiar with European creatures. To me, these birds living in the same climate zone all look the same: "You never Where did you recognize its features?"