if i am not me

For ordinary people living in the so-called "Muggle world", the summer of 1995 was only slightly hotter than in previous years.However, for some wizards in the magic world, they no longer have the leisure plan to find a few cool places for vacation.

Emmeline tidied up the documents in her hand and sighed silently.Since Dumbledore announced that incident, the wizarding world has been in a weird atmosphere, and he himself has been entangled in countless troubles.

Think about it, it has only been more than a month so far, and he has been removed from the post of chairman of the International Federation of Magicians, and even those wizards headed by Fudge from the Ministry of Magic are still trying to withdraw his Order of Merlin First Class Medal .Of course, Dumbledore would not mind this, the wrinkles on his forehead would only appear because of "that person".The man who Dumbledore told him had come back even though she was very reluctant to believe that he was still alive.

"Amy, haven't you fixed it yet?" Just as she was thinking, a face poked out from behind the office door, and the yelling made Ameline unconsciously speed up her hand.

"Okay, okay." Frowning slightly, Emmeline Vance finally put the last stack of documents in her hand into the drawer, took her own things and walked out of the office.The woman who saw that she was done here also retracted her head, fiddled with her long golden hair lightly, and restored her original appearance.

Emmeline saw her put on a posture that was completely inconsistent with the previous volume, she shook her head in a funny way, and walked to her side with the bag in her hand. "Okay, let's go."

Miria didn't look away complainingly until she came to her side, pouted her lips with pink lipstick and said, "Slow down, I'm afraid we won't be able to buy anything today."

When Emmeline heard this, she couldn't help but sighed again from the bottom of her heart.At this time, I still want to go shopping... Perhaps, the mentality of the woman beside me is the attitude of most people in the cash wizard world.After all, in their opinion, it has been so long since Dumbledore's speech and there is no sign that the man has returned, so...

Slightly twitching the corners of her eyes, Emmeline tried hard to make her expression look the same as usual, and let the woman beside her lift her arm. "Don't worry, that store is usually open until 10 pm, you can choose slowly."

"Honestly, I didn't expect Muggles to have so many good things. Well... at least their cosmetics are really good.

"Speaking, Miria stretched out her white and tender hands, looked at the royal blue nail polish on her nails and sighed leisurely. "The color you gave me is really attractive, but I still plan to buy a bottle of gold of.By the way, honey, do they have gold nail polish? "

"Yes, there must be." Hearing Miria's noisy voice in her ear, Emmeline burst into a seemingly sincere smile, and said affectionately, "And I heard that his family has a new product on the shelves today. , I think you will like it too."

"Merlin, I really can't wait." Sure enough, Emmeline's words made Milia shake her hand excitedly, "You are so kind to me. You really deserve to be my good sister."

Good sister?For receiving such a compliment, Emmeline drooped her curled eyelashes and still smiled brightly.God knows, if it wasn't for the fact that she was Fudge's secretary, she could get some information that others couldn't get, she wouldn't want to waste time here with this woman whose mind is full of nothing but perfume and men.

"By the way, last time you told me that you saw the Minister and Umbridge sneaking together? You said that seeing the two of them is..."

"Oh, Amy—" Miria giggled, "You have to keep your voice down. If it reaches the ears of the minister's wife, it will be terrible." After finishing speaking, she stomped her foot exaggeratedly Those stiletto high heels are the most popular style in Paris this year.

Emmeline, who has been with this woman for more than three months, has long been familiar with her behavior. She glanced at the pair of shoes that she gave out from the corner of her hand, and she just followed what Milia said. , "Hmm. But if we don't say it, it doesn't mean others won't say it..."

"Okay, okay, stop guessing, and tell you the truth, they are fine. It's just... don't tell others, I heard this secretly. The minister actually wanted the deputy minister……"

On the morning of September 9st, after Harry worriedly repeated what he had said countless times in the past two months, Joan pushed him into the car that had been waiting for a long time.

"Come on, Harry. My ears are getting callused." Speaking impatiently, Joan selectively ignored the helplessness that flashed in Harry's eyes, closed the door for him and said, "That one I can already memorize the content on the paper backwards, and I will stare at them. The amulet will always be on me, so you can go to school with peace of mind."

"But..." Harry still felt uneasy, but just as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Willy's loud voice, "Oh my god! Harry, you are going to become an old woman!"

"That's right, old Harry!" Lucy, who was always well-behaved, echoed Willie loudly at this time, and said in a sharp voice, which showed that she had been abused by Harry for the past two months.

"Don't worry. We will take care of ourselves." Ruth, who had been silent beside him, also leaned on Ivan and waved his hands, with a hint of relief in his tone.

Looking at the performance of his brothers and sisters dumbfounded, Harry also knew how much mental torture these past two months had been.Well, although he didn't think he was worrying too much, since Joan said that she remembered it, she and Mary would watch, plus those magic circles and magic circles that took him two months to complete. With the amulet purchased at a high price, they should not make too many mistakes.

Thinking of this, Harry smiled, said goodbye to them one by one, and set foot on the way back to school.

King's Cross Station was as busy as ever, and people were noisily shuttling on the platform, as if it was just an ordinary school day.After bidding farewell to the driver, Harry got on the train alone with his luggage, walked to the carriage they used to stay in familiarly, opened the compartment door and walked in.

This year he refused to send Mary off because, in his opinion, home was the safest place right now.The purpose he gave to Mary and the others was to not go out unless they had to go out, and if there was any emergency, they could also let others come to the door instead of them taking the initiative to welcome them out.Of course, this is not safe. If someone uses Polyjuice Potion or other means, Harry is not sure that their safety will be fully guaranteed, so today, he even wants to see Drake with some urgency.

Not just because they haven't seen each other for too long...

After putting away the luggage, Harry put Hedwig's birdcage on the table, and stared at the sleeping Snow Owl in a daze.

He once thought that the change of history could also change some people, and he did see people who changed because of the change of history, such as Lupine and Sirius Xin.But obviously, Fudge is not in this ranks.

Why are these people unwilling to face the fact that that person came back, whether it was in the past or now?

In his opinion, the last assassination was enough to wake up Fudge, even if it seemed extremely reckless.But even so, the reality still didn't go as he hoped... On the contrary, that stupid fat man began to suppress Dumbledore without any effort as before.

Thinking about the news he got from the newspaper and Draco, Harry thought that he still had some expectations for Fudge, and smiled mockingly.

Is it really necessary to use death and blood to wake up these people who are addicted to ease?

"Huh? Harry!" Just as he was thinking, the door of the compartment was opened again, and standing outside the door was Ron, whom he hadn't seen for two months. "Great, help, bro."

Seeing Harry, Ron immediately stopped moving the big box behind him into the compartment, put his hands together, and waited for Harry to make a move with a smile.

Seeing this, before Harry had time to say anything, he could only draw out his wand, pointed at the box, shook the tip neatly, and muttered a series of spells.

"Well, this spell is best used by you and Hermione." Seeing that Harry had used the Levitation Charm to put the box on the shelf, Ron walked slowly into the compartment and sat down opposite Harry.

"Can't you practice more? I believe you will be able to look beautiful by then." Rolling his eyes at his lazy friend, Harry took out his watch to check the time, and said, "I thought you would go directly to the prefect's compartment? "

Shrugging his shoulders, Ron lifted his feet up and put them on the opposite chair, "Don't worry, I'll go crazy if I stay with those people all the time!"

"Come on, you're here to wait for Neville, right?" Harry, who knew his friend's nature very well, gave him a sideways glance. With his little thoughtfulness, who did he think he could hide?

"Uh..." Ron choked when Harry said the central thing directly, and then he put away the indifference on his face and said solemnly, "Actually, I don't understand why the prefect is me. I always thought it should be Neville."

really.

"Not letting him be a prefect is naturally due to the professors' own considerations, and you have excellent abilities, why shouldn't it be you. Besides, do you think Neville still has the energy to become a prefect now? I think there are enough people in this semester." things to annoy him."

Listening to Harry's words in silence, Ron ripped off his short fiery red hair irritably, "But...but I always feel awkward."

"What's awkward?" At this moment, Draco's voice broke into the conversation between the two, causing Harry and Ron to look up at the door.

"It's awkward that he became a prefect." Seeing Draco, the smile in Harry's eyes became even bigger, and he parted his mouth in a good mood and pulled out a big smile, but he didn't want that expression to make Ron next to him secretly slander.

This is the difference between a buddy and a lover...

The author has something to say: After 24 hours, JJ hasn't spit out the chapter I posted yesterday, I resigned to my fate, I reposted... I am so sorry for making everyone wait an extra day...

I hate you! JJ, you suck at the black hole! ! ! !