[hp] Dragon Training

Fletta looked indifferently at his senior and sat indifferently as his uncle cried while holding his younger brother in his arms. After crying, Harry, who had fallen in the distance, moved his fingers and groaned a little. .

This groan did not escape Ginny's sensitivity, and she hurried forward, only to find that Harry, who had been cursed with death, was miraculously still alive.

After the magic barrier disappeared, everyone could finally come in to check the situation.The wounded Harry was taken away in silence, leaving Sirius and his brother alone.

Dumbledore sighed, stepped forward and pulled out the Gryffindor sword, but unexpectedly no blood spattered out.

Sirius wailed, "My brother hurts so much!! It looks so painful even after he dies! Woohoo!"

Fletta silently transformed back into a human, looked at Sirius, and suddenly understood how insulting and mocking it was when the senior called him crying like Sirius...

He helped himself and walked numbly, Cecilia saw Regulus' body, and tears fell from her dry eyes again.Fletta couldn't bear to make her mother sad, and didn't want to listen to the crying anymore, so she couldn't bear it and said: "...you don't live happily when people die, but when people don't die, you start mourning first, Xi Mr. Reese, are you really funny?"

Sirius cried out, "What?"

Fleta sighed: "There is no death, neither Harry nor Mr. Black."

"Why Harry is fine, I don't know. You can ask the principal's grandfather later, as for Mr. Black...he has died once, and ordinary injuries are very light for the resurrection of the undead. I have seen Ari once El Slytherin grew up normally after being resurrected and lived a normal life. But he killed many people with the bone wand after Helga Hufflepuff died... because no one wants to use such selfless and fearless Take care of him."

"What do you mean?"

"Are you willing to give? Are you willing to do anything to keep your brother, Mr. Black?" Fleta asked.

Sirius immediately replied, "I do."

Fletta sighed: "That's good. You just need to bring him home. Whenever your real brother wants to kill someone, you feed him with your own blood to appease his grievances. There are countless times like this. It will be very frequent, but it will make him completely dependent on you, unable to leave you, and living on you. If you die one day, he will die with him. Are you willing?"

Sirius stared blankly, he hesitated.Just when Fletta felt chills and thought he was repenting, he hugged Regulus and said with difficulty: "...everything else is fine, but if I die one day, you can ask him not to follow me Die together..."

"……cannot."

Fleta recalled the last image of that millennium memory.Helga died with a smile in the end, and before she died, she did not forget to drain all the blood in her body, so that Ariel could survive after she left.The grown-up Ariel stood by the door, looking at her stupidly, just like the child who returned home smiling with fruit, and finally collapsed completely, with a very sad ending.

Fleta sighed again: "Will you, sir?"

"I should have taken care of him in my life... I love him more than anything else. As long as he can live," Sirius took a deep breath and kissed his brother's forehead, "I am willing."

……

Dumbledore took everyone back to Hogwarts for a while to recuperate. Madam Pomfrey was woken up in the middle of the night, and the medical staff was suddenly full of people.

But fortunately, the crisis was resolved away from the school, and Hogwarts was not damaged in any way.It is still so gentle and beautiful. When the sun rises tomorrow, the school will still be calm, and it is still the safest place in the world.

The news of Voldemort's death will spread everywhere. At that time, the cubs, eagles, snakes and badgers who left the school will gradually return, and Hogwarts will still be the warmest home for children.

George's ear was healed, and Ginny's finger was attached, but it was difficult to move for a short time.Lupine's broken hand has also been restored, but may need to lie in bed for a few days.But he expressed that he was very satisfied, and in addition to the full moon night in a few days, he could take advantage of the opportunity of breaking his hand to have a good rest, instead of turning into a werewolf and howling and running around.

After Fletta told Sirius the method, Sirius couldn't wait to hug his younger brother and go home.It is estimated that the two of them will not be seen for a long time in the future, until the resentment in Regulus' heart disappears and he completely relies on his brother, they will be inseparable from each other, and will always be together in the future.

Ginny's right hand was wrapped with a thick bandage, but the little girl didn't seem afraid of pain at all, she just frowned, and asked Madam Pomfrey repeatedly about Harry's situation.However, Madam Pomfrey had no choice but to tell her that Harry was fine, but he was still sleeping, and maybe he would wake up after he got enough sleep.

Ginny frowned slightly upon hearing this answer.As she got older, her looks couldn't match that traditional beauty.Miss Weasley's face became more and more heroic, with deep features and firm eyes.

Everyone loves red roses, but I'm partial to cacti.

There is no doubt that she is not a beautiful woman, but with the handsome and decisive temperament on her body, no one will lament that she is a real and perfect Gryffindor.

"I see." Ginny nodded. "I will guard him. After all, I failed to protect him. I am responsible for him."

Madam Pomfrey looked up at her in surprise: "You protect him? Girl? Mr. Potter is a boy, not a kitten or a piece of meat?"

Ginny's eyes were a little confused, and it was clearly written on his face, he is no different from these?

Cecilia didn't stay in school much, and went home without even saying a few words to Fletta.Because Mr. Alston was probably still lying on the bed, she hurried back, otherwise he might wake up and burn the house down in a fit of anger.

Before leaving, Mrs. Hill remembered something, and stuffed something wrapped in cloth into Fleta's arms, asking him to hand it to Dumbledore later, and open it when he was free.

Everything looks great, nothing to worry about.Everyone looked like they had regained their lives and let go of the burden in their hearts.

...except Dumbledore.

Just as they stayed in the hospital until midnight, the door was pushed open violently.Before everyone could realize what was going on, a gust of wind blew in, and the next second an old man hugged their shaved bearded principal, who was much younger, and kissed him on the cheek.

Dumbledore couldn't hold back his face at that time, and his whole body was embarrassing and purple.

Gellert turned on chatter mode very nervously: "Are you okay, I told you to wait until I finished killing those little bastards in Voldemort's hand and then go beat up the big bums together, why didn't you listen? I knew you I never like to listen to me, but you can’t make fun of yourself. You don’t know how anxious I am. My subordinates think that I have Alzheimer’s when I look at my age. Okay. You don't even know how easy it is for me to hit them. You don't even need to connect the bone wand, but you still gave me the wand to let me be careful. If you say you don't have me in your heart, no one will believe you! I knew you were arrogant back then , I don’t care what you want, but why are you making trouble so unreasonably? You, a British white wizard, dare not bring a magic wand to pick someone’s devil king. You have been raising children for a long time, and your IQ has gone away with countless graduates of your school? ?”

"...Please stand up, I didn't know Tom was at the Gaunt's. Okay, please move a little away and shut up a little, Mr. Grindelwald."

"I don't!" Gellert snorted, feeling like you're slapping me for disobedience, "Let's see, the reason you're so old-fashioned is because you don't have me by your side. You still don't admit it, anyway, it's a pirated product. Also dead, why don't you give yourself a vacation and come back to Germany with me? I told you that the economy in the magic world in Germany is developing very fast. When I stand on the street, tell me which one you like, and I will give it to you. You rob, after robbing one family and then the next one, it’s all my property anyway. Then I’ll chop up a few pamphlets and use black magic to wash your dead skin, perm your hair, and make you look a hundred years younger. Guaranteed It’s still the one flower in the British Isles.”

Dumbledore: "..."

The people around stopped what they were doing, and looked up at them stupidly.The words that Gellert Grindelwald spoke too fast were constantly being digested in his mind.The poor principal's grandfather is getting old, and when he gets old, he is overturned by his husband, and he is forced to recall the fear of being dominated by the nickname "a flower in the British Isles".

Gellert said again: "You see we are all so old, maybe one day our eyes will disappear as soon as we close them. At that time, you want to listen to me more and you can't hear me, so I want to treat you better. After all, I was such an asshole in the past, if one day I was really tortured like Voldemort..."

Albus Dumbledore heaved a long sigh, without a wand in his hand, he stretched out his withered hand and gently covered his face, Gellert's eyes suddenly widened without much effort, and he fell silent down.

The headmaster's face was usually calm and indifferent, and the homework of covering his mouth was done naturally and skillfully, just like comforting his students all the time, he said softly: "Okay, don't talk about it."

Gellert Grindelwald was a famous handsome man in Germany and Britain when he was young. He had a pair of bright and heroic eyes that are astonishing. Today, those eyes are still clear and beautiful, and he just looks at them with a smile Looking at him, he didn't speak, his eyes were already full of words.

Looking at this scene, Fletta felt a little harmonious, and he couldn't help laughing, that is, that laugh, which made everyone's eyes focus on him.

He suddenly felt a little cramped and wanted to hide behind the senior.Draco was not injured at all, but he stayed in the medical department for a long time without leaving, and he didn't know why.

Fletta suddenly remembered something. He took out the package that Mrs. Hill had given him before, and opened it directly seeing that the principal seemed to be free now.

That turned out to be Hufflepuff's gold cup!

Everyone was stunned. Fletta didn't expect her mother to get the cup back from Riddle. This undercover agent was really successful and thorough, and she also brought the spoils along with it.He took out the cup, thinking that he had seen Helga bring this cup full of blood to Ariel again and again, and felt a little bitter in his heart.

Then he found an engraved sentence under the cup.

Fleta was stunned for a moment, he turned the glass upside down to look at it, and immediately stopped there.

When Hogwarts was first established, when it came to the standards for admitting students, the Big Four had their own requirements.Salazar said, I want my successor to be full of ambition and surpass others!Godric said, I want my descendants to be brave and confident, invincible!Rowena said, I want my descendants to be amazingly talented and intelligent!

【I...】When it was Helga's turn, she smiled, her brown eyes were very clear,【I don't want them to be so good!You regard your children as the inheritors of your will, and hope to continue your ideas on them.But I love them, so I hope my children are normal, but they must grow up happily and safely... I deeply love every life that comes from the earth! 】Fleta read Helga's words slowly, and finally he said: "...May every Hufflepuff bring my wealth to Hogwarts."

The principal reached out to take the cup, pondered for a while and said, "We might need a real Hufflepuff."

Because there were only Gryffindors and Slytherin present, everyone stared at each other, and finally opened the door directly, and pulled a Hufflepuff prefect who was on the night patrol from outside the door as a young man.

Colin Conrad looked mentally retarded, looking at so many people in a daze.In the end, he obediently bowed to Dumbledore: "Hi, Headmaster!"

Gellert was very happy, with the expression of a big bad wolf kidnapping Little Red Riding Hood: "Hey, good boy. Come here, kid, let me see you, hey, you look good, do you want to be the devil king?"

Colin: "???"

In the end, Dumbledore told Gellert to shut up, explained the situation to Colin carefully, and asked him if he would like to help.Colin's big brown eyes are extremely clear, and his character is kind and simple, like a little badger: "Okay!" (1)

As the headmaster of Hogwarts, Dumbledore watched Colin kneel before him like a pious knight.The principal asked in a deep voice: "Colin, as a member of Hufflepuff, can you: humility, honor, sacrifice, bravery, compassion, spirituality, honesty, justice?"

Colin raised his clear eyes and looked at him: "No, just because I am proud, nameless, selfish, cowardly, cold-blooded, dull, hypocritical, extreme, just like all ordinary people, all life from the earth, so I It's a Hufflepuff." (2)

When he said this, he attracted the attention of many people, but Dumbledore smiled, and he handed the cup to Colin with confidence.

Ravenclaw left a crown because she was queen, so what does it mean that Hufflepuff left a cup?

Not because it is gold, which symbolizes the same quality as gold, not a symbol of harvest and happiness, just because it is a cup, which needs to be filled with fine wine!

What kind of wine can impress a Hufflepuff's gold cup?

Colin took a deep breath and cut his palm lightly, letting the blood overflow and soak the bottom of the cup.He took the cup in his hand, and immediately Hufflepuff's cup began to glow.

In the blink of an eye, the old and gentle school has taken on a new look. There are countless delicacies on the tables in the auditorium. All the silver armors at the corners are shining as if they have returned to a thousand years ago. The oil paintings and antiques have removed all the dust.

All the injuries in the medical genus were healed instantly, and there was no more pain and distress in the castle of Hogwarts.The golden light began to spread along the earth, flowing into the black lake, and the life in the lake rejoiced.Flowing into the dense forest, those dark and cursed places began to fade their scars.

Everything began to recover, and everything became a new look in a good direction.

The world begins to dawn where the sun rises in the east, and the sun shines on this magical place, bringing a new beginning to people in the dark.

……

Fleta hadn't slept all night, and she was yawning non-stop when she came out of the medical staff.

Draco let him lead him, and didn't say anything from the beginning to the end.But he has always been like this, always calm and silent, which makes people feel reassuring.

Fletta yawned and the corners of his eyes were red: "Senior, why did you stay in the medical department before, why didn't you go back to sleep for a while?"

The senior glanced at him: "Next month I will graduate early and go to St. Mungo's for an internship. Obviously you haven't noticed that Madam Pomfrey can't take care of so many patients. I've been helping her. I think Practice the operation of the hospital in advance."

"Oh." Fletta was stunned, "Is that... After you graduate, I won't be able to see you every day in school."

Draco didn't speak, and Freita suddenly became a little sad.But this is also inevitable. He pulled the senior's sleeve and said seriously: "I will go to your house during the holidays in the future. I will work harder and graduate soon. You wait for me, and I will come right away."

The corner of the senior's mouth curled up a little: "Okay."

Fletta smiled with relief, and asked him: "Senior, I haven't asked you why you want to be a doctor. Do you just think this profession is very good?" (2)

"Because people will die, Mr. Hill. Death and pain are everywhere. It cuts off all passionate feelings and sincere love, so that there is no chance to tell others what has not been said." The senior looked at him, "So , my mission is to prevent this tragedy from happening."

Fletta looked at his profile, the senior's silhouette was handsome and gentle under the sun: "...I think, I seem to like you more..."

Draco smiled, thinking that you are not talking nonsense.

The silver-haired boy stretched his waist and said: "It's great to be with you like this. Sometimes it's not that I can't understand Voldemort's idea of ​​immortality. But I don't need to cut the soul piece, because I think I will be able to live to be 110 years old." .”

The senior was disdainful, and said sarcastically: "Do you live so long waiting for others to confess you? Also, why is it 110 years old?"

Mr. Fretta Hill ran up to him a few steps, blocked his way, and made him see only himself.At that moment, his smile contained the brilliance of the morning sun, which made Draco unable to look away.

The teenager said with a smile: "Because then I can write on the cover of my life biography: I met my first love at the age of 11 and have loved him for 100 years."

END

The author has something to say:

(1)

Do you believe me when I say that Colin is actually the reincarnation of Helga?

(2)

About Drake's settings

I've seen a lot of doujin

rich man

Ministry of Magic officials

Potions teacher

However, I read a fan called Snow Blind

Then there is an official picture, just like an actor in cosplay

is their occupation in the future

Ginny is a Quidditch player

Harry and Ron are Aurors

Hermione is a Ministry of Magic official

Then the senior is a white coat

It's really... I've never seen such a sinister, serious and handsome doctor. Hahaha, it's completely different from the domestic advertisement "Caring for andrology and caring for you, we are more professional" Hahahaha So the setting of the senior is a doctor

I've always wanted to write.

finale

There's more to come!

But I finally got to this point!

Why do you want to write hp?This is a wish. In my column, there is a locked comprehensive manga, which is about a male protagonist from another world (unfortunately) travels to the hp world and falls in love with Draco, changing each other's lives.

It is worth mentioning that in that story, Draco suffered... was changed by fate, and then he couldn't write any more.Asking others is better than asking oneself, one's own destiny changes by itself, so I wrote such an article, and I don't plan to write the original one again.

very happy

Why do I suddenly want to write this?

A very big reason - in November this year, Rowling's "Fantastic Beasts" will continue to write the myth of HP again, and it will appear on the screen with tears in my eyes

Today's jj can no longer see the grand occasion of the HP massacre in the past

However, my life is endless, my HP will not die!What else can stop me from writing!

Congratulations to Fantastic Beasts!

The second reason

I mentioned it before... The name Fletta came to mind when I was taking a shower. How could such a nice name not have a twisting story of hundreds of thousands of words to match it!

I'm a fucking genius!

Later in the process of writing

The death of the professor...my heart aches

Then this text was supposed to be VIP, and I no longer have any plans

it's not about money

This is a matter of faith.

This is a matter of faith.

This is a matter of faith.

...that's what I say to myself every time I'm dying of hunger...

Many small details are not written

There are some small settings

haven't had time to write yet

One is that the writing is not enough

The second is... I guess it's made of paper

Friends who have been following this article for four months probably understand

I've been hurting here and there

But I consider myself a person who will never give up as long as I persist

At the beginning, many people told me not to abandon the pit, and I also used my actions to prove my brain hole to die, and I have to fill it up even when I cry

In the case of free full text, frozen shoulder, migraine, fever, cold, sprained foot, falling into a ditch, square dancing sprained foot, I persisted for four months

This is faith! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !drink! ! ! !

When you finally hit END instead of

Happy to take off and scare my cat...  

After the end, the small episode will end soon

In the future, you don’t have to watch my articles at twelve o’clock... I have something to say to the author, and I’ll see you in the next article!