[HP]Blue Soul

"Go to sleep, Sev." Qiubai's fingers lightly slid over the tip of Severus' nose, passed by his chin, and finally stopped on his chest. His pale skin seemed as if against the black silk pajamas. Can shine.

Severus didn't speak. He took a deep breath and pulled Qiubai into his arms. The tip of his nose touched Qiubai's lily-scented hair. talk.

"I have always regarded Charlotte as my daughter. I believe in my vision, so I know what must have happened to Charlotte, and there will be no news for more than ten years. Similarly, I believe in my vision, so I am very relieved Leave her to you. Eyes can't lie, Severus, and I look forward to the day you walk down the aisle with her. Take the initiative, Severus, be brave."

The conversation with Mrs. Betty was even more simple and rude. Mrs. Betty said: "Severus, before Lily got married, Charlotte said it was too late. Why haven't you been there for so many years? Take the initiative, Severus!"

Take the initiative?Severus rubbed Choba's hair, he didn't understand romance, but he figured he'd find a chance to actually put something he'd prepared on someone's finger.

"Good night, Lottie." Severus kissed Qiubai on the forehead, "I'll wake you up tomorrow."

As Severus said, Qiubai woke up the next day with Severus's low, melodious voice like a cello.It was a sunny morning, the warm wind passed through the half-opened window, and together with Severus's breath, it patted on Qiubai's cheek, causing Qiubai to rub against Severus' chest involuntarily. .

"Good morning, Severus." Qiubai kissed Severus on the big nose.

"Good morning."

After washing up, Qiubai packed up his things with great interest, "I asked Arthur about it, and I want to set up a tent at the camp, and I just have one here," she put the storage bracelet in the "bottom of the box" Pulled out the tent, "Let's just put some things in it."

The tent is opened in the living room. From the outside, the area is not large, but when you open the tent door and enter, you can see a very spacious four-bedroom and one living room, with a kitchen, a study, and everything.The work of stuffing things inside Qiubai was just a helper, and Xingxing packed the tent very well with his hands and feet.Every room has a comfortable bed, although Qiubai thinks it may not be necessary.

Qiubai took a set of Muggle clothes for Severus from the closet that he bought in London before, "Arthur said that he had to change into Muggle clothes when he went there, but I thought about the misunderstanding of wizards about Muggle clothes , may make a lot of jokes?"

Severus frowned, and said, "There are a lot of people..."

"Of course." Qiubai said, "Wizards from all over the country will go, and Quidditch is the most popular sport in the wizarding world, isn't it?" Seeing Severus's face of resistance, Qiubai continued to speak very understandingly, "I know you don't like to receive attention, so I practiced a magic a while ago."

"What magic?" Severus asked.

"It's like this." Qiubai's fingers started from the tip of Severus' forehead and slowly moved along the bridge of the nose, the tip of the nose, the lips and finally to the chin, until Severus' face became somewhat different from the original.In particular, his signature black hair has been turned into a short brown-blonde lock.

Qiubai led the transformed Severus to the mirror, "That way you won't be afraid," she said with a smile.

"Your magic is always amazing," Severus touched his smooth chin, his obsidian eyes did not change, "if everyone learns this, maybe they won't need to use Polyjuice Potion. "

"I've heard of Polyjuice Potion, and Harry said they successfully made it in the second grade." Qiubai found a set of relatively ordinary shirts and jeans for himself in the closet.

"Granger made it, and I don't deny her cleverness. But they actually stole the materials from my private storage... African tree snake skin is not such an easy thing to get." Severus disagreed Hiss happily.

"Because it's hard to get it, I came up with your idea." Qiubai shrugged, "I think you should put some protective spells on your warehouse."

"Hogwarts is the safest place in the world," Severus said.

Qiubai laughed out loud, "I don't think there is any safe place in this world. There are many ways to get into Hogwarts, and we only walked through Gringotts some time ago. Even Azkaban We've been there too, haven't we?"

Severus suddenly remembered that he and Qiubai had dinner and nap in the cell of Azkaban. It is true that there is no safe and airtight place in this world.

"We'll talk about this when we go back to school, change clothes!" Qiubai stuffed Severus' clothes into his arms, and then she immediately changed into her jeans and shirt, and changed her wavy hair Shorter, with a ponytail tied on top of the head.

Shrinking the tent that Xing Xing had packed and putting it back into the bracelet, Qiubai took Severus' hand, "This time it's my turn to take you to apparate, I hope the address Arthur gave me is correct."

The place where they landed was a black forest. Besides them, some people also appeared in various short-lived explosions.With excited smiles on their faces, they ran out of the woods as soon as they stood firm.Qiubai pulled Severus to follow.

Beyond the forest was a vast expanse of desolate, misty swampland.The crowd crowded together before two wizards, one with a large gold watch, the other with a thick roll of parchment and a quill.Qiubai got closer to see the two people's outfits, and she squeezed Severus' hand harder to suppress a smile.

The man with the gold watch wore a tweed suit with thigh-high galoshes; his colleague wore the pleated skirts of the Highland men and a South American cape, all of them Tired, big dark circles disappearing from how long they've been working.

After the people in front left, Severus said to the two wizards: "Prince." This was the information Qiubai had provided before.

"Oh, Prince, it's so familiar. Wait a minute, let me find out where your camp is..." One of the people searched on the parchment list, "Walk about a quarter of a mile, and the first camp ahead is there. The groundskeeper is Mr Roberts."

"Thank you." Qiubai finally held back his smile.

Qiubai and Severus walked hand in hand through the desolate swamp. The swamp was filled with thick fog, and it was impossible to see what was around.After walking for about 10 minutes, a door gradually appeared in front of me, and then a small stone house.

Behind the stone huts were hundreds of tents of grotesque shapes, and they climbed the gentle slope of a large field that stretched out to another dark forest on the horizon.

A man stood at the door of the stone house, looking at the tents.Hearing Qiubai's footsteps, he immediately turned his head, and said, "It can be regarded as seeing two normal people."

"Hello, are you Mr. Roberts?" Qiubai recognized a Muggle.

"Oh, that's right," said Mr. Roberts. "Who are you?"

"Prince, a tent was booked two days ago, is there any?"

"Yes," said Mr. Roberts, looking at a clock affixed to the door, "you have a place up there by the woods. Just one night?"

"Yes." Qiubai said.

"So, pay now, will you?" said Mr. Roberts.

"Oh, of course." Qiubai stuffed his hand into Severus's pocket, pretending to find money in it, and after a while, he took out a Muggle note and handed it to Mr. Roberts.

"It's normal." Mr. Roberts said, "Just now, two people wanted to pay me a large gold coin the size of a hubcap. What's even more frightening is that I always feel that I received a large gold coin more than once today, which is ridiculous. "

Mr. Roberts was fumbling for coins in the coin jar when a wizard in knickerbockers suddenly fell from the sky and landed at the door of Mr. Roberts' stone house.Pointing his wand at Mr. Roberts, he snapped, "Forget nothing!"

Immediately, Mr. Roberts lost his eyes and relaxed his brows, showing a dazed and indifferent expression on his face.Qiu Bai understood why Mr. Roberts felt that he had received large gold coins more than once.

"Here's a plan of the camp," said Mr. Roberts calmly, "and your change."

"Thank you very much." Qiubai said.

The wizard in knickerbockers accompanied them towards the gate of the camp.He looked very tired: his chin was unshaven and livid, and there were livid shadows under his eyes.He murmured as he walked, "How many times do I have to say the Oblivion Curse? Ludo Bagman is such a bad guy, and he's gone somewhere." He didn't bother Severus and the others simply disappeared.

"I always feel like they're just random tents," Qiubai said as he and Severus walked through the two long rows of tents, "That's not true, some of them are thoughtful, you see, They even added chimneys to the tents over there."

Qiubai smiled unkindly. He didn't expect that besides the nondescript clothes, there were also nondescript tents.There is also a very conspicuous tent in the center of the camp. It uses a lot of striped silk so extravagantly that it looks like a small palace. There are a few live peacocks tied to the entrance.

Qiubai immediately recalled these peacocks, "This must be the tent of the Malfoy family, look at this familiar white peacock."

"Show off, show off." Severus snorted.

They didn't stop. After passing by the Malfoy family's tent and other ostentatious and strange tents, they came to the edge of the woods, where there was an open space, and there was a small sign on the ground that read: Prince.

Not far from the clearing are two crooked double tents.A bonfire was burning in front of the tent, and several people were eating something noisily.Qiubai immediately saw Harry among the group of people.

Qiubai ignored them for the time being, but set up his own tent in the open space, "This is the benefit of time, Sev." Qiubai said.Over time, humans have found ways to make their jobs easier.

"Maybe." Severus was noncommittal.

"Go and see, Sev." Chomber said to Severus after pulling off Prince's sign and throwing it into the tent.

They came to the bonfire at Weasley's house together, and Harry saw Qiubai at a glance, and he stood up excitedly: "Mother Shire!"

After hearing Harry's words, several other people noticed Qiubai and the strange man behind her, but the suffocating indifference in his eyes reminded them of a certain professor.Arthur greeted warmly: "You are here too, Charles."

"Who is this? I don't look familiar." Said a strange man next to Arthur. He was wearing a long Quidditch robe with wide yellow and black stripes on it, and there was a bird on his chest like splashed ink. Huge wasp.The gown was stretched tightly over the belly, the nose was flat, and there were round blue eyes and short blond hair.

"The new teacher at Hogwarts, Charles...Charles Prince?" Arthur said, and he continued after getting Qiubai's positive answer, "As for this gentleman, I don't know much about it. I thought Ciel could introduce us. By the way, Ciel, this is Ludo Bagman, Director of Sports at the Ministry of Magic."

"Hello, Mr. Director, I'm Charles Prince, and this is Sever Prince." Qiubai said politely.

"Oh, hello, hello. Hogwarts has changed a lot now, and I don't know many people anymore." Ludo said, jingling his pockets, which seemed to contain a lot of coins, "We were just now Speaking of betting, do Mr and Mrs Prince want to participate?"

Qiubai didn't correct Ludo's address, she said: "I don't know the opponents very well."

"Miss Shire, we bet Ireland to win--but Viktor Krum will catch the Snitch!" said George, jumping up.

"Yes, we pressed thirty-seven Galleons, fifteen Sickles, three Knuts, and a fake wand," Fred added excitedly.

"It's just shit..." Percy said in a low voice.

"Then I'll be the same as Fred and George." Qiubai smiled and took 100 gold Galleons from the storage bracelet, and the bag full of gold coins jingled in the air.

Ludo Bagman took the bag excitedly, and then said, "I have told the two children just now, because the probability is too low, I will give them high odds...of course I will give you the same Yes." He quickly pulled out his notebook and quill, and scribbled Qiubai's name.

"It's done." Ludo Bagman handed Qiubai a strip of parchment, and Qiubai stuffed it into Severus' coat pocket.Then Ludo turned to Mr. Weasley beaming again, "Can you do me a favor? I've been looking for Barty Crouch. The official in Bulgaria who is my equal is making things difficult for us, but what he said Can't understand a word. Barty will fix that. He speaks about 150 languages."

"Mr. Crouch?" said Percy, who was suddenly agitated with excitement at the name. "He can speak two hundred languages! Mermaids, turkeys, trolls..."

"Anyone can speak the language of trolls," said Fred disapprovingly. "You just point to it and make a purring sound."

Percy gave Fred a savage look, and fiddled vigorously with the campfire, bringing the kettle to a boil again.

"Any news from Pertha Jorkins, Ludo?" asked Mr. Weasley.

"Not even a shadow," Bagman said carelessly, "but don't worry, she'll show up. Poor old Bertha . Believe it or not, one day in October, she’d wander back to the office thinking it was still July.”

"Wouldn't you like to send for her?" Mr. Weasley tentatively suggested, when Percy handed Bagman a cup of tea.

"That's what Barty Crouch keeps saying," said Bagman, his round eyes wide open in innocence, "but there's no man left right now. Oh--speaking of him, Here he comes! Barty!"

A wizard had suddenly materialized around their campfire, a stark contrast to Ludo Bagman lounging on the grass in his old Wasp robes.Qiubai recognized him quickly. It was Barty Crouch, whom she had seen before at Sirius' trial.

The most important thing is that according to her, Severus, and Dumbledore's speculation, this person may have been under the Imperius Curse and was controlled by Voldemort.Qiubai looked at Batty curiously. He was dressed like a Muggle bank manager. Facing Ludo Bagman's invitation to sit down, he said impatiently: "No, thank you, Ludo, I've been looking everywhere. You. The Bulgarians insist we put twelve more seats in the top box."

"Oh, so they wanted this!" said Bagman. "I thought the guy was going to borrow a pair of tweezers from me. The accent is so strong."

"Mr. Crouch!" Percy gasped with excitement.He leaned over in a bowing gesture that made him look hunched over, "Would you like a cup of tea?"

"Oh," said Mr. Crouch, eyeing Percy slightly surprised, "well—thank you, Wetherby."

Fred and George laughed so hard they nearly spewed tea into their cups.Percy's ears turned pink and he pretended to be busy tending the teapot.

"By the way, there's something I've been meaning to tell you, Arthur," said Mr. Crouch, his sharp eyes resting on Arthur. "Ali Bashir has made a provocation, and he wants to talk to you. About your ban on flying carpets."

Arthur sighed heavily, "I sent him an owl letter last week specifically about this. I've told him a hundred times that rugs are defined as Muggle hands on the Register of Prohibited Magical Items." Crafts, but will he listen?"

"I doubt he will," said Mr. Crouch, taking a cup of tea from Percy. "He can't wait to export the flying carpet here."

"But flying carpets can never replace broomsticks in England, can they?" asked Bagman.

"Ali thought there was a gap in the market for family vehicles," said Mr. Crouch, "I remember my grandfather had an Axminster pile that could seat twelve people—but , of course, that was before flying carpets were banned."

He said this as if to convince everyone that all his ancestors were strictly law-abiding.

"Well, busy enough, Barty?" Bagman asked lightheartedly.

"Busy," said Mr. Crouch dryly. "Organizing and arranging Portkeys across five continents is no easy task, Ludo."

"I suppose you all want this to be over quickly?" Arthur asked.

Ludo Bagman was taken aback. "Wonderful! I've never been happier . . . but there's a lot to look forward to, isn't there, Barty? Huh? There's a lot to organize, isn't there?"

Mr. Crouch raised an eyebrow at Bagman.

"We promise not to announce until all the details—"

"Oh, details!" said Bagman, waving his hand disapprovingly, as if chasing away a swarm of floaters. "They signed it, didn't they? They agreed, didn't they? I'll bet you that these kids will soon Will know. I mean, it happened at Hogwarts—”

"Ludo, you should know we need to see the Bulgarians," said Mr. Crouch sharply, interrupting Bagman. "Thank you for the tea, Wetherby."

He shoved the undrinked teacup back into Percy's hand and waited for Ludo to get up.Ludo struggled to his feet, draining his cup of tea in one gulp, the Galleons clinking happily in his pocket.

"See you later!" he said. "You're in the top box with me—I'm the game commentator!" Displacement disappeared.

"What's going on at Hogwarts, Dad?" Fred asked immediately. "What were they talking about?"

"You'll find out soon enough," said Mr. Weasley, laughing.

"It's a secret, and it won't be known until the Ministry decides to make it public," said Percy solemnly. "Mr. Crouch is right not to divulge the secret easily."

"Oh, shut up, Wetherby," said Fred.

"Do you know, Mother Charles?" Harry asked curiously. He thought Qiubai, a teacher, might know something about what happened at Hogwarts.

Qiubai naturally knew that they were talking about the Triwizard Tournament, but she observed Barty Crouch carefully, and it was difficult to see traces of the Imperius Curse.

"Mother Charles?" Harry called again.

Severus squeezed Qiubai's hand and pulled Qiubai's thoughts back. Qiubai smiled and said, "I'm going to say the same thing as Mr. Weasley, and you'll know soon."