if i am not me

In the middle of the night, two black figures with strange poses hurried through the atrium and corridors of Hogwarts, and finally climbed up the Gryffindor Tower and disappeared behind the portrait of the fat woman.

Sitting against the wall in disbelief, Neville and Ron panted heavily, and did not speak for a long time—everything that happened in the Forbidden Forest pushed their endurance to the limit. Ron couldn't imagine that if the centaur If they don't show up in time, what will happen to them...

The Gryffindor common room was empty and quiet when they returned.The two of them rested like this for a long while, and then slowly moved to the sofa in front of the fireplace, letting the warm fire drive away the coldness entrenched in their hearts.

After calming down, Ron stared blankly at the dancing flames in the fireplace, and swallowed, "Tell me, who is that person?" A villain who does all kinds of evil, not...

"...it's Voldemort!"

With a groan like a wounded little animal, Ron's eyes were filled with fear instantly, "Don't, don't say that name." After speaking, he looked at Neville who was also trembling. He really didn't have the courage of Neville... …

Neville was also very scared, but what he was afraid of was not the name, but the person who had that name.

"You have to tell Dumbledore what happened to us tonight." Ron's dry voice was slightly anxious, and all he could think of now was Dumbledore, the only person 'that person' was afraid of.

Neville nodded, this seemed to be the best way to deal with it at the moment. "I'll see him when I get a chance."

"Why did you come back?" At this moment, Hermione's voice suddenly sounded behind them, and the two boys almost fell off the sofa in shock.Frowning quickly down the stairs, Hermione in her pajamas ran worriedly to the boys sitting in front of the fireplace. "What happened?"

Seeing that it was Hermione, both Neville and Ron couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and collapsed back on the soft sofa again.Seeing this, Hermione frowned even tighter. Under her repeated questioning, Neville told her what happened to them tonight.

"...Now it seems that Snape is going to get the Philosopher's Stone for 'him', and 'he' is waiting in the Forbidden Forest." Neville said excitedly, "and what Baine said , I guess he's saying that the astrology foreshadows Voldemort's return..."

Listening to Neville's opinion, Hermione, who understood the ins and outs, tightly pursed her pale lips, feeling even more worried: "Oh - Neville, don't be like this. Things may not be so bad, you know Deng Bullido doesn't dare to mess around here." She said quickly, "And the centaur's prophecy you mentioned, Professor McGonagall once told us that prophecy is often a kind of nonsense. , so you don't have to worry too much..."

"Maybe..." He groaned loudly, maybe her comforting had an effect, Neville felt that the bad feeling faded a bit, and blood gradually turned on his face.Only he knew that the inexplicable conversation between Ronan, Firenze, and Bain had deeply touched the worry hidden deep in his eyes.

"Snape," Ron bit the corner of his mouth, and said suddenly, "how about...we ask Harry and the others to keep an eye on Snape for us, it's not difficult for them."

"No." Hearing this, Neville was startled and then hurriedly shook his head.

Neville's denial made Ron feel uncomfortable. He thought that as long as they opened their mouths, Harry and Draco would definitely help. "why not?"

"Do you think they will believe what we say? Snape is the head of Slytherin, and they will only think that we are crazy after listening to our speculation." Neville's face paled again, but he remained straight. Bai said that it was for this reason that the three of them kept this matter from Harry and Draco for a long time. "Ron, we can't be arrogant in this matter." After all, the news of Voldemort's return can cause turmoil in the entire wizarding world, and even the Muggle world...

"But..." Ron was still about to say something, when Hermione took his hand suddenly in the dark, signaling him to stop talking.Gritting his teeth tightly, Ron looked at Neville's little face full of worry and anxiety, and suppressed the anger in his heart - now is not the time to quarrel, it is meaningless, besides, Neville does have His difficulty...

"Forget it, I'm going to rest first." Said lightly, Ron didn't look at Neville again, turned and left the common room.

Hermione watched this scene helplessly, and she sighed faintly when Ron's figure disappeared behind the wooden door leading to the dormitory from the lounge.Looking back, she looked at Neville with painful eyes, and she also walked towards her dormitory after persuading Neville to go back to rest.What can I say?From the emotional point of view, what Ron said was exactly what she wanted to say, Harry and Draco are their good friends anyway, why not try to believe them?However, rationality kept telling her that Neville's ideas were the safest, and now they don't have the capital to take risks...

and……

Thinking of Neville's lonely back when he left just now, she could only ignore the unhappiness in her heart and support this boy who was fighting alone. Presumably Ron is the same, so this boy who is used to being careless in normal times will be in that kind of situation. Under the circumstances, I held back my already overwhelming emotions.

Back on the bed exhausted, Hermione stared blankly at the top of the curtain, but she didn't feel any sleepiness—it seemed that she was destined to have no sleep tonight.

The next day, when Harry and Draco appeared in front of everyone with a calm face, they found that something was wrong.At the Gryffindor table, Neville has remained silent since breakfast, and Ron, uncharacteristically, only ate a ham pie. Even Hermione, who looked normal, seemed to be thinking about something, and didn't even go to Flipping through those brick books she never left her hand.

The eerie atmosphere lasted until after lunch, and after much deliberation, Harry felt that he needed to do something to prove his conjecture.

"I said what's wrong with you guys?" Throwing his schoolbag heavily on the table in the library, Harry pretended not to see the menacing gaze from Mrs. Pince, while Draco next to him was soothing Pat him on the back and motion for everyone to sit down first.

Neville sat quietly on Hermione's left, the corners of his tightly pursed lips curled up unnaturally, and he shook his head, "Well...it's nothing." Hearing this, Ron glanced at Neville, as if he didn't hear their words Talking silently opened the book and read it.

Seeing this, Hermione could only smile awkwardly, "It's nothing, they were just scared. Hagrid actually took them to the Forbidden Forest last night, you know...uh, it felt pretty bad."

"Forbidden Forest!" Both Harry and Drake couldn't help but let out a soft cry, but if they were careful enough, they might find that there was a little surprise in Harry's tone—as expected, Neville went through and once He had the same experience...

"Shhh, keep your voice down, do you want us to be kicked out?" Hermione anxiously covered the mouths of the two boys sitting on her right, and turned to Mrs. Pince who was already showing deep impatience not far away. Nod apologetically.

"Cough." With a fake cough to cover up his gaffe, Draco took Hermione's hand away and asked softly, "What's going on? They're just wandering around at night!"

Sighing silently, Hermione said in a low voice, "Kill the chickens to make an example to the monkeys! You know that the school is very strict this semester..."

Facing this awkward lie, Draco and Harry pinched each other's hands under the table and smiled, "Then you are really unlucky..."

Tacitly did not continue to ask, Draco changed the subject.

The last two classes in the afternoon were Potions class. Ron sat next to "Crucible Killer" as usual, which made Hermione relieved-now Neville really needs their support.

After dinner, Harry and Draco said goodbye to them and left, but they didn't go back to the Slytherin common room, but came to the bush where they hid last night by the Black Lake.

Familiar with the way, cast an ear-closing spell, and after making sure that there was no problem, they sat down leisurely.

"Hermione is really not suitable for lying." Harry pouted, quite dissatisfied.This made Draco chuckle, "Harry, don't use Slytherin's standards to judge a Gryffindor, you have to admit that her statement is not unreasonable."

"Hey..." Unable to refute, Harry pulled his long hair that was messed up by the branches with his hands, looking quite childish, "Why do you think Dumbledore asked them to go to the Forbidden Forest? He said clearly at the school opening banquet How dangerous that is, but this time he's completely contradicting himself."

"It should be to make Neville vigilant. One night tour deducted 50 points, and the punishment is a night tour in the Forbidden Forest, VIP treatment!"

"Honestly, why do I feel that Dumbledore wants Neville to isolate?" Thinking about his original situation, Harry said thoughtfully, "Look at him now, not mentioning other colleges, even in Gryffindors hardly ever talk to him except Ron and Hermione."

Originally, he simply expressed his doubts, but unexpectedly, it caused the two of them to think deeply, their eyes widened at what they thought, and the two looked at each other speechlessly for a moment.

"In short..." After pondering for a long time, Draco said uncertainly, "He probably won't harm Neville."

"That's right." Acknowledging Drake's willingness to end the topic, Harry didn't want to go any further, after all, neither he nor Drake had the qualifications to set foot in that quagmire. "I think now we should discuss how to enter the □□ area, isn't it more practical?" He was not a good baby before, but many books in it have been coveted for a long time.

Nodding his head, Draco smiled. Indeed, there is nothing more important than entering the first zone now.