[HP] I'm hanging out at Hogwarts

It's not that Anne doesn't understand anything, it's just...

It seems that such a good thing has never been her turn.

There is an invisible distance between them, and whoever exceeds this distance, tears the truth, and reveals the inner voice will put the two in a dilemma.

"Maybe someone left it here a long time ago...probably?" Annie said unnaturally. In fact, she had already guessed something...but she was willing to use such words to deceive herself...to deceive others.

If you are the only one immersed in it, then you who tell the truth about this secret are the biggest fool.

She admired Blaise a little now, he could speak out freely without any taboo.Maybe she is too greedy for the beauty of the present, everyone lives happily every day, and she is unwilling to hurt others because of some of her "prophetic" factors.

She's already hurt Blaise once...can't do it a second time.

Annie thought of Blaise's smiling face in the sun, those resolute eyes... He is indeed a very see-through person, and he didn't talk to her when she rejected him with such "nonsense" reasons. Flip.They are still friends.

She thought about it differently. If it was her own, she probably wouldn't bother talking to the other party.

Theodore is indeed a very good person, but she can't reach it. It's a blessing to be friends with him.

Annie scratched her hair frantically, why is she always worrying about such things!how can that be possible!how can that be possible!Definitely thinking too much!

Anne Panik, what are you putting into your head to think about this!It's none of your business for people to write love poems!Maybe people are "confessing affectionately" to Atiya Singh's theorem or differential equations?

And now the key should not be this!

You are now like an ignorant girl with a love brain... how do you remember the "rescue" plan!

"Recently...do you have something on your mind?" Millison looked at Anne who was going crazy and calm for a while, expressing that she was really frightened...

Annie, is this child afraid of being stupid?Or is the pressure of the game too great?

Isn't there still more than three months... There is no rush at all?

"That... Millicent, now I want to ask you a very important question." Annie said seriously, "Recently, I have a friend who encountered some emotional problems... What about her... She is friends with Little T, and Little T Well, he is a very good academic master, just... suddenly one day I felt..."

Anne changed her words the moment Millicent cast a bewildered look, "Just my friend! She thinks...Little T might...maybe...probably...maybe...has a little...a bit...a little...favor for her... What do you think my friend should do?" She pinched her fingers, showing that there was really only a little bit! ! !

For the first time in her life, Annie felt that "making friends out of nothing" was really a skill.

"Hmm..." Millicent raised his chin, his cheeks protruding, "Although I don't know if I should say this sentence...but your friend...is there something wrong with her?"

Pfft... Annie said that her girlish heart, which has only flooded once in many years, was actually identified as a "disease".

"Ah... this... where do you start?"

"If you like it, you can say it out loud, if you don't like it, you can say it too... According to you, since this little T is very good... then what is it about him that doesn't please you?"

"It's not a question of whether he's good or not...he's really that kind of...rare kind..."

Oops... the classic quotes are out of control.

Sure enough... Millicent's expression was the same as if he had eaten a frog egg... "So you're not that legendary "friend" at all, right?"

"Huh?" Millicent, you shouldn't have such intelligence!

"What I just said is... what doesn't please "you"."

After the "Hood Killing" incident, the well-known detective Millison began to investigate the "friends out of thin air" incident.

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Barty Crouch Jr. has really been doing trouble recently, especially obsessed with imparting black magic knowledge. His behavior always reveals a kind of crazy atmosphere. Everyone always thinks this is normal, because he is "crazy eyed" Han" Well!

"Everyone must pay attention to these evil... dark spells, they can easily kill you." Professor Moody walked back and forth among the students, and the third-person perspective painting style was probably...

The key teachers bluffed and threatened the students, and everyone in Hogwarts trembled.

Campus security is shocking, when can teachers regulate "teacher's morality".

"Professor, why is there no "group attack" magic in the magic world? Wouldn't it be more efficient?" Annie raised her hand, which made Little Barty, who has many years of experience as a Death Eater, look confused. .

"Ah...this..."

This touches on his cultural desert.

Does that seem to make sense?

If Avada Kedavra is developed into a group attack, wouldn't it be... oh... no!It is easy to hurt one's own people, and it may hit the lord.

"This complicated issue, Miss Panik can discuss it with me after class, and now continue with the class."

Anne said that she would have to "have a heart-to-heart talk" with Barty Jr. if she planned to get through.

Although it is said that we are here to perform a mission, we Death Eaters must not lose face!You have to keep up!

Little Barty spent the rest of the class thinking about the "group attack" magic issue. Although the "output" of a single target is indeed safer, the low efficiency is really low...

After class, Little Barty poured Anne a cup of tea as if he wanted to lead an interview, "Miss Panick, the question you mentioned..."

"Professor, your job must be difficult, right?" Annie suddenly said to him, and he was stunned for a while.

"Miss Panick, what are you talking about? Although you are a student now, I have a reason to let you stay in Azkaban for a few days." Little Barty said threateningly. "Don't ask too much!"

Annie approached, "Professor, you said that there is a leader who only loses his temper every day and doesn't pay him, why bother?"

These words seemed to have struck Little Batty's heart.

That's right!Every day you know "the meeting"! "Train your subordinates"!Still procrastinating!If you are not careful, your life will be in danger...

He sighed, who called him a low-level employee...

Wait... that doesn't seem right.

"Well... Dumbledore paid me a salary..." He rolled his magic eyes and looked at Annie.

This little girl has a lot of shit...

"How did your father get in here...?" He asked slowly. He recognized William Panik at a glance when he was at the ball. His appearance has not changed much from before, only more Kind of old.

Why can he have a happy family... He should live in regret and pain.

Evan Rozier You see, your old friend has forgotten all about you.

"How do you know..." Anne looked in surprise at Barty Crouch Jr. who still looked like Moody in front of her.

Where did he know about it?Or... the two of them are also old classmates, right?

"He sneaked in because he was worried about me, professor, please don't tell me, okay?" She didn't expect little Barty's eyes to be so poisonous...

Barty Jr. put his crutches aside, "Is this the so-called..."fatherly love"?" There was an unnatural stiffness in his tone, "It's a very interesting word."

Annie recalled little Barty's life experience, he seemed to be a boy who "lacked love", and also "lacked love" since he was a child, how could Harry not be psychologically twisted and perverted!

"professor…"

"If it is said that a person uses a love to kill others, do you think it is correct? Miss Panick." Little Barty's hand turned over a moldy book, the smell of mold and the smell of ink in the book Mixed together, it resembles his life very much.

Rot and books.

He has done so much, but he will never get encouragement from his father...or a word of praise.And people around him can always get these easily... He never dared to ask his father, because it would make his father angry and disappointed.

"You are too ignorant." Father always said such a sentence.

He thought that his excellent academic performance could be appreciated by his father. In fact, it was true. His twelve excellent owls certificates made his father extremely proud, but there was still a calm lake on the surface.

He envied those students who were picked up by their parents at the station, they could accept the hugs of their mothers and the care of their fathers.

However, his father would never come here, and his mother could not lift her weak legs from the sick bed and stretch out her arms to give him a hug.

"Killing someone with "love" or dying for "love", which one is more sad?" He couldn't help asking again.

Mother died in Azkaban for him, to get him out.He was a person who disgraced Crouch, but at that time, he was no longer sad because his father didn't love him like a child. He hated this high-ranking hypocrite.

He is not fit to be a father, he is not his father.

The tingling pain on his arm brought Barty Crouch Jr. back to his senses. He suppressed the burning sensation like a flame, "You can go... let's go... I have something to do now." He shook his hand Tightening the wand in his hand, his hand was trembling involuntarily.

It's time to kill him!He broke free from the Imperius Curse!

"Professor! I still have questions!" Annie grabbed Barty Jr.'s robe, and a thin layer of dust rose from the moldy books on the table. "Have you heard of "Silent Love"?" She stared into little Barty's surprised eyes.

"Some people can't say the word "love" all their lives. They are used to disguising themselves with a strong shell...However, many of their details have their own emotions."

Love, but just don't say it.

Little Barty pulled out his robe, "I'm not a child." After he finished speaking, he closed the door, sweat from his palm wrapped around the wood where the wand was held.

He will no longer have the slightest illusion, he has already embarked on this road.

All his fantasies were lost in his childhood, and now he will fight alone to finish it all with his own hands.

Love...he doesn't need to.