[HP]Blue Soul

Qiubai has a Muggle notebook, which is used to record the Horcrux related situation.There is a saying in Huaguo: A good memory is not as good as a bad pen, Qiu Bai deeply agrees.The notebook uses elf characters, so no one can understand what it is.

Lying on the desk, Qiubai ticked off the right side of the Hufflepuff Gold Cup in the book, and then turned to the big number "1995" written by her on the first page.This is Qiubai’s reminder to himself. Historically, Voldemort was defeated by the Savior in 1995, and now it is almost mid-July 1994. The final time is getting closer and closer. Qiubai’s mood of looking for Horcruxes It is also becoming more and more urgent.

"I think there are too many things, Sev." Qiu Bai slammed his head on the table with a bang.

"You're stupid enough, don't make yourself even more stupid." Severus hid his concern behind his poisonous tongue again, but Qiubai always saw the essence directly.

"I feel like I'm really going crazy right now, my head is in a mess," she said. "I need to line up my schedule and make a plan."

她抽出一张空白的羊皮纸，用精灵文字写到：“接下来要做的事：1.毁掉赫奇帕奇金杯里的魂片；2.去有求必应屋寻找拉文克劳的冠冕；3.继续寻找斯莱特林的挂坠盒；4.把哈利额头上的魂片取出来；5.参加西里斯的审判会；6.给哈利过生日；7.搞到一张票带哈利一起去看魁地奇世界杯……”

"Write down the time... emmm... this one has to wait for Dumbledore to come back," Qiubai wrote "Wait for Dumbledore" after the first item, "When will Dumbledore come back, Sev... "

After getting the Hufflepuff Gold Cup, Qiubai sent a message to Dumbledore with his Patronus, but he couldn't wait for Dumbledore's reply. Instead, he learned that Dumbledore was from Professor McGonagall. After leaving the country, it will take some time to come back.Qiubai could only keep Jinbei in her bracelet temporarily.

"I don't know." Severus was sitting on the chair next to Qiubai, holding the latest edition of the Daily Prophet in his hand. He glanced at Qiubai's notebook, and he couldn't understand a word of the flowing handwriting on it. .

"Okay." Qiubai decided to switch to the next time that can be determined. "This has to be done while the moon is full. When will the next full moon be?" She tapped her chin to count the time, and kept using time-marking spells in the air. , "Ah, the 23rd and 24th of this month are fine, write it down first..." She wrote down the date after giving Harry the soul tablet, and then wrote "buy candles, find a place" at the back.

"Ah, Sirius' trial will be on July 7th, right? Sev." Qiubai turned his head and asked.Severus nodded expressionlessly, and Qiubai wrote the date on it.

"Harry's birthday, July 7st! This is the first birthday I celebrate with him. I have to prepare a big cake for him. Do you want to make it yourself? Sev!" Qiubai said excitedly.

"Maybe you should make one for your poor Severus." Severus folded the newspaper with a big movement, "He hasn't eaten your cake yet."

Qiubai forced Severus' expressionless face away, and pecked his lips, "Occasionally you are so frank and cute, don't be sad, I'll make cakes for both of us every birthday from now on, okay? "

After finishing speaking, Qiubai turned Severus' face back again, lifted the newspaper in his hand up, and then began to think about the next one, "When is the Quidditch World Cup? Sev..." Qiubai asked pitifully again.

Severus glanced at Qiubai, flipped through the Daily Prophet, read the next page, and said calmly, "You should ask Potter."

"That's right, I can't ask you about this." Qiubai walked to the door and yelled at Harry who was sitting on the porch, "Harry, when is the Quidditch World Cup?"

"August 8, Mother Charles!" Harry also yelled back, "Ron said that I will live with him after my birthday, and his father got me a ticket!"

"Okay, okay!" Qiubai withdrew into the study, and continued to write on the table. She pretended not to see the disgusted eyes after Severus's newspaper, and it was written brightly in those eyes: If it's not here, he will definitely deduct 10 points from Gryffindor.

"These are the next..." Qiubai murmured, "July 7th is only a few days away, we wait for Sirius' matter to be resolved, then go to Hogwarts to find the crown, Sev!"

"Anything." Severus replied curtly.

"Okay, okay, then wait for Sirius...after...okay, it's finished, next, next, alas, so this is all that's left. When will Dumbledore come back..." Qiu Bai lay down on the table.

"Always be back before school starts," Severus said.

"Harry went to Ron's house in August, so let's go back to Cokeworth and have a look, okay?" Qiubai leaned on Severus' shoulder.

"Professor McGonagall will assign you a task in August." Severus brushed the hair on Qiubai's forehead with the other hand, "If there are a few Muggle-born students this year, you may be needed Do guidance."

"Take students to Diagon Alley?" Qiubai became interested.

"Yes." Severus said.

"Then I'm looking forward to it. I don't know how the little wizard's Muggle parents will react when they see me." Qiubai said with a smile.

"As long as it's not the same as Evans." Severus was referring to Petunia, or many people represented by Petunia. He still couldn't remember who Petunia married.

"Then let's go to Cokeworth after completing the guide task. I want to see No. 24 Spider's End Lane, I want to see the secret base there, I want to see Betty's Pet Store, and I want to see the Square, I want to visit Ava's mother..." Qiubai's voice became more and more choked up.

Severus sighed softly, put the newspaper aside and hugged Qiubai into his arms, "Wherever you go, I will be there." He will always be by her side.

July 7th came quickly, and Qiubai woke up both Severus and Harry early in the morning.Apparated into a corner outside the Ministry of Magic.The Ministry of Magic was on a bleak side street, with a few seedy-looking offices, a tavern, and a dump truck that was almost overflowing.

Qiubai and Severus squeezed Harry into a dilapidated red telephone booth. This was actually not the last time she entered the Ministry of Magic with Hagrid. The reason was that there were Hagrid and Bane. Can't fit.

Qiubai leaned into Severus' arms, he was pressed against the wall without glass, and Harry was squeezed against the phone equipment.The phone hung crookedly from the wall, as if some vandal had tried to rip it off.

Qiubai reached out and picked up the receiver through Harry, "What's the number? Sev..."

Severus didn't speak, took the receiver around her, dialed the dial a few times, and as the dial whirred back to its original position, a woman's indifferent voice sounded from the phone booth, " Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please state your name and what you are going to do."

"Harry Potter, Charles Smith, Severus Snape, for Sirius Black's trial session," said Qiubai.

"Thank you," said the woman's indifferent voice, "Guests, please pick up the badge and pin it in front of your clothes."

Several jingling square silver badges slid out of the metal chute, with the words: Sirius Black's Trial Council.Harry pinned the badge to the front of his T-shirt, and Chomber held both hers and Severus's in his hands.

The woman's voice sounded again, "Visitor of the Ministry of Magic, you need to be checked at the security checkpoint and register your wand. The security checkpoint is at the end of the main hall."

The voice fell, and the phone booth trembled and sank into the ground.In about 1 minute, the three of them entered the light again from the darkness, and Qiubai blinked hard twice to get used to it.

"The Ministry of Magic wishes you a happy day." The female voice finished, and the door of the phone booth slammed open.

They stood at the end of a long, resplendent hall with a dark, polished wooden floor.The peacock-blue ceiling is inlaid with gleaming gold symbols, constantly moving and changing, like a giant bulletin board in the sky.The walls were paneled with dark, glossy black wood, and many gilt fireplaces were built into the wood panels.Every few seconds, with a soft pop, a wizard popped out of one of the fireplaces to the left.And on the right, there are several people waiting in line at each fireplace to leave.

In the middle of the foyer is a fountain.A group of pure gold statues, larger than real people, stood in a circular pool of water.The tallest of them all was a dignified wizard, with his wand raised high, pointing directly at the sky.Surrounding him are a beautiful witch, a centaur, a goblin and a house-elf.The centaurs, goblins, and house-elves all looked up at the two wizards with admiration.Glittering jets of water shot from the tip of the wizard's wand, from the centaur's arrowhead, from the tip of the goblin's hat, and from the house-elf's ears.There were ding dong ding dong, splashing water, popping and popping apparition figures, and the chaotic footsteps of hundreds of wizards and wizards.

They followed the guidance of the female voice before and walked to a table with a sign saying "Security Check", where a wizard in peacock blue robes and a bad beard sat.

Seeing the three people in front of him, the wizard muttered listlessly, "Why are there so many people here today, I'm so annoying." He glanced at the badge on Harry's chest and then focused his gaze on Harry's forehead. Qiubai stepped forward to block Harry, and showed him the badge in his hand.

"Okay, the ninth floor." The wizard was weak, as if he had been working for days and nights. He might be a little confused because he had neither security checks nor registered wands.

Passing through the crowd, they came to a smaller hall over there.There were at least twenty elevators there, blocked by elaborate golden grille doors.They stood in front of one of the elevators, and with the sound of tinkling and clicking, an elevator descended in front of them.

The golden fence door slid open gently, then closed again with a bang, the elevator slowly ascended, and the chain rattled, the sound in this elevator was the same as that in the telephone booth, "The fifth floor, the Department of International Magical Cooperation, including the International The Magical Trade Standards Association, the International Magical Law Office and the UK Chair of the International Confederation of Wizards."

The door opened, and in came a man in his fifties, wearing a spotless suit and tie.The short mustache looks trimmed with a sliding rule, and the shoes are polished, giving him a serious look.Behind him was Percy Weasley, with a serious expression on his face as if he was about to go to the battlefield. Surprise flashed across the faces of the three of Qiubai, but he just opened his mouth, but didn't speak.

"Department of Mysteries." A cold female voice sounded in the elevator, and the door swung open.Percy was led out first by the stern man, who seemed to have no desire to speak to anyone, and walked quickly down the corridor.

Qiubai and the others followed behind them, and it seemed that they had the same destination.Turning left at a simple black door at the end of the corridor, they descended the stairs at a gap and walked down a corridor.This place made Qiubai a little familiar, because it was very similar to the corridor to Severus' office, Qiubai quietly took Severus' hand from behind.

The two people in front stopped in front of a gloomy black door with a large iron lock. The serious man and Percy pushed the door open and Qiubai pushed Harry to follow closely behind.

The walls of this courtroom were of black stone, and the light of the torches was dim and gloomy.Rows of empty benches rose up on either side, and the benches in front were almost full of people.Qiubai saw a Remus inside, and Harry saw it too, and he ran towards him excitedly, and sat down beside him.

Qiubai pulled Severus to find an empty seat and sat down.To Qiubai's left was a witch in magenta robes, her hair pulled into elaborate, stiff curls, and bejeweled spectacles.Thick fingers grasped the crocodile leather handbag, the nails were two inches long and were painted red.

The excited expression on her face made Qiu Bai think of the gossip reporters who chased her down when she was a child.After shivering, Qiu Bai leaned closer to Severus, intertwining his fingers, trying to steal some warmth from him.

The serious man was sitting next to a group of wizards in fuchsia robes with a delicate silver "w" embroidered on the left front chest. His face was still serious and his brows were tightly furrowed.

In the middle of the front row of benches sits the Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge, and to Fudge's left sits a broad, square-jawed witch with cropped gray hair and a monocle , the expression on his face was intimidating.There is another witch sitting on Fudge's right. She is wearing an eye-catching pink coat, a small black velvet bow on her short curly hair, and a sweet smile that makes the skin crawl.

After 5 minutes, the silence in the courtroom restored to the point where you could hear a needle drop to the ground, the black door opened again, and Peter, who was haggard and unable to walk, was put on the chair in the middle of the room by two Aurors. On the armrest of the house were iron chains on the left and right, and they sprang up to tie Peter firmly.

Then Sirius came in with a chair himself, and he sat beside Peter. Because of tidying up his handsome face, several unidentified witches facing Qiubai had dreamy smiles on their faces.

Qiubai saw that the woman on the left took out a long, dazzling green quill and a small notebook from the crocodile leather handbag, and the two things slowly floated to the side of the woman's face, and she began to whisper He muttered, and the quill moved as if alive.

"Very well," said Fudge, "there's all here, so let's get started. Are you ready?" he asked over the bench.

"Yes, sir." Said a young man sitting at the end of the front bench, with a blank face, a quill in his hand, and a stack of parchment next to him.

"July 7th Trial," said Fudge in a booming voice as the pen moved in the impassive young man's hand, "in the case of Sirius Blake and Peter Peruni in relation to the Muggle Street Attack and the Death Eaters..."

"Interrogators: Cornelius Oswald Fudge, Minister for Magic; Amelia Susan Burns, Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement; Dolores Jane Umbridge, Senior Undersecretary .Judgment Recorder: Marcus Paul Pepian—”

"The following is the initial trial of the case. The defendant, Peter Peruni, has the following crimes: being a spy planted by the Death Eaters; bombing the street and killing [-] Muggles more than ten years ago; blaming innocent people for the crime! And He is an illegal Animagus, with several crimes tied together, now it is time to reveal the truth, in order to ensure the effectiveness of the trial, it has been decided to question Peter Peruni after using Veritaserum."

Two staff members of the Ministry of Magic came forward to pour a few drops of Veritaserum on Peter, and Peter's listless face became even more depressed and confused.Fudge polished up the questions he had asked at school and asked them again, and Peter repeated them under the influence of Veritaserum.

There was an uproar in the auditorium, and the smile on the face of the woman on Qiubai's left became more and more terrifying, Qiubai squeezed into Severus again.

"There is no doubt that Sirius Black is not guilty in this regard, but you are also said to be an illegal Animagus?" Ms. Burns asked in a booming voice.

"Yes." Sirius replied without hesitation.

"According to the laws of the Ministry of Magic, illegal Animagus need to be imprisoned in Azkaban to serve their sentence." Umbridge said sharply.

"Arguably so, but Sirius Black has served 12 years, which can be converted into an illegal Animagus sentence," Fudge said.

"Then, it can be announced that Sirius Blake was released in court, and the trial of Peter Peruni will now begin. The first decision is to withdraw Peter Peruni's Merlin First Class Medal; the second decision is to impose dementia on Peter Peruni The punishment for the strange kiss is set to be executed in Azkaban, and the punishment will be carried out by Barty Crouch, the director of the Department of International Magic Exchange and Cooperation, negotiating with the dementors."

After the conclusion of the coffin, Peter was pressed down by the Auror again, and tomorrow he will become a soulless corpse.The group of people in fuchsia robes left, followed by Barty Crouch and Percy, but the woman's buttocks to the left of Qiubai seemed to have taken root, and she didn't want to move at all.

"Rita Skeeter!" Fudge called to the woman. "Come here, come here!"

The person named Rita stuffed the green quill and the book full of words into the crocodile leather handbag, and trotted to Fudge's side.Qiubai could only see Fudge showing a satisfied smile after handing Sirius a note.Then Fudge talked with Rita and left through the black door.

Harry and Remus went to Sirius' side together, and they embraced tightly.After letting them talk for a few minutes, Qiubai pulled Severus to them.

"Charlotte, Harry said he wanted to live with me." Sirius said provocatively.

"That's not the case, Mama Shire." Harry shook his head in a panic, "I mean, half of the summer vacation every year is with you, Mama Shire, and the other half is with Sirius."

Qiubai rubbed Harry's messy hair amusedly, "This is a decision you can make, Harry, just follow your heart."

"Then...you can move to my place on your birthday!" Sirius said, "One month is one month, how about it, do you want to go?"

"I... I promised Ron that I would live in a humble residence for a while after my birthday." Harry said awkwardly, "We made an appointment to watch the Quidditch World Cup together."

"This?" Sirius shook the ticket in his hand.

"Why do you have this?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Fudge just gave it to me." Sirius shrugged. "Well, how about spending your birthday at my place and then going to the Burrow?"

Qiubai glared at Sirius, her family of three's birthday hopes were shattered.Harry was very excited, and he agreed immediately, "Okay, okay! Can I invite Ron and Hermione then? I...I want to invite them to celebrate their birthday together, as well as Hagrid!"

"Oh, of course, the little birthday boy can do whatever he wants." Sirius smiled heartily.

"Then you have to go back and clean up." Remus was still gentle, but his spirit was much better than before, and he seemed much more confident.

"That's right, no one has been there for so many years, I don't know how many layers of dust have accumulated, and I don't know if Kreacher is still there." Sirius scratched his head, "Kreacher is not very friendly, I don't know if I can use him .Um...Charlotte, I remember you had a house-elf? You took care of Harry, right?"

"What? You want to borrow it?" Qiu Bai raised his eyebrows.

"Yes...that's what I thought," Sirius said.

"Then you should tell Severus that he is the current owner of the stars." Qiu Bai took a step forward and put Severus in front of everyone.

Sirius frowned, "No... oh, Severus, then please let your house elf come over and help out occasionally, how about it?"

"That's the star's choice, it has nothing to do with me." Severus said coldly.

"Xing Xing is very good, I can ask him for help." Harry took the task, "Can you give me the address?"

Sirius felt that there was no paper or pen on his body, and Remus took out a pen and a half-torn piece of parchment from his pocket and handed them to Sirius.Sirius scribbled on the paper: 12 Grimmauld Place, London.

"You are not allowed to come here until I pack it up." Sirius pushed the note to Harry, "I hope you will be greeted in a bright and clean place."

The author has something to say:

The description of the Ministry of Magic is basically from Rowling's original text, Long Live Rowling.

Because I didn’t read it twice myself (a fool who would make a typo even if I read it), if there is a typo, please point it out, I will correct it when I have time.I wrote the hat as my head and pointed out my little cuteness. I went back and watched it. I really laughed once. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.My damn joke, hahahahahahahahahahahaha! ! ! !