[hp] Mr. Lion and Miss Griffin

Surprisingly, the twins won their bet and happily got a large sum of Galleons from Ludo.Uncle Arthur told them never to tell Aunt Mollie about it, but of course they wouldn't, wishing everyone could keep it a secret.

After returning to the tent, everyone’s enthusiasm could not dissipate for a long time. They sat together holding hot cocoa and discussed. Uncle Arthur and Charlie had a fierce argument about the issue of charging and fouling.Finally Ginny fell asleep at the little table, spilling a cup of hot chocolate on the floor, and Uncle Arthur ordered everyone to stop arguing about the game and go to sleep.

I felt like I was awakened by a loud noise before I fell asleep.

"Evie! Wake up! Something happened!" Sitting next to me, Aurora called me eagerly. After waking me up, she hurried to call Hermione and Ginny.

The voices I heard outside were not the excited shouts of the day, but fear and panic.Aurora explained to us what happened: "It's the Death Eaters! They're out there making trouble! Sirius has already gone to deal with it, we need to get out of here!"

"Hold the wand!" I shoved Ginny's wand to her, no time to change.We could only run out one by one in a cloak.

I saw a group of people with hoods on their heads and masks covering their faces.Above their heads, four struggling figures floated in the air, distorted into various weird shapes, as if the masked wizards on the ground were puppeteers, and the people above them were marionettes, Invisible strings that shoot up into the air from the wand control.

That was Mr. Roberts, the administrator, with his wife and children.A marcher below turned Mrs Roberts onto her head with a magic wand.Mrs Roberts struggled to cover herself as the crowd shrieked and booed happily as her pajamas fell to reveal a mass of gaudy panties.Sixty feet above the ground, the youngest child began to spin like a top, his head limply tilted this way and that.

I feel sick, not just because of the scene in front of me, but because of these ugly human beings in front of me, wearing cloaks and covering their faces, they can change from living people to beasts, overflowing with excuses of Muggles and blood sway their evil.

I clenched my wand, the desire to do something had never been greater.I want to take off their masks, let the sun and fire shine on their faces, and see if their hearts are so dirty.I want them to get the punishment they deserve.

Just as I raised my wand to cast some spell—anything, as long as it stops this evil—a hand gripped my wrist firmly, hard.

I turned my head and saw that the veins on Aurora's hands were bulging, and her eyes were red, as if she was about to rush out in the next second, but she held me firmly.

"Not now, Evie, not yet." She gritted her teeth without looking at me, as if she was convincing me and herself.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath with all my strength, and suppressed the anger and anxiety in my heart. "We have to get out of here, otherwise we're just making trouble for the people who really want to do something." Aurora kept nodding her head, her throat moved, as if swallowing something hard.

Bill, Charlie, and Percy were already running toward the oncoming parade, and Uncle Arthur hurried after him.Ministry staff rushed from all directions to the scene of the accident.The group below the Roberts family grew closer.

"Come on," said Fred, grabbing Ginny's hand and dragging her into the woods.George also ran over and hugged me, and ran forward with Aurora and me.

My feet were as unstable as ever, and soon Aurora and George were almost carrying me.

When we found a good place to stay and looked back, we found that the trio had run away.

"They'll be fine, Hermione will find a safe place." Aurora looked calmer.

Not long after, we saw a huge green sign rising in the sky—a gigantic skeleton, composed of countless green star-like things, and a boa constrictor emerged from the mouth of the skeleton, like a giant skull. tongue.

"The Dark Mark..." Aurora seemed to be looking at it, but she didn't seem to, with an ethereal feeling. "I heard from my parents that after they brutally killed my uncle's family that year, a thing like this rose up in the sky." I held her hand.

"I will stop them, Evie, I will!" She turned her head to look at me suddenly, as if she wanted to learn something from me.

"It's us, Laura." I also looked back at her. We have never understood at a certain moment what we have to do, what we should do, the responsibilities we have to bear, and the future we shoulder.

After a while, people started walking back and we followed the crowd.

George protected me all the way, carefully leading me to avoid every ups and downs, and I leaned on him tightly. Aurora hasn't spoken since she finished talking to me. I can see her interest Not very high.

What piqued her interest again was what Hermione said back in the tent.

Hermione was fighting for Mr. Crouch's elf, and Aurora seemed to be taking it easy.But after that she got sullen again after talking about the Death Eaters.

I noticed Sirius give her several worried looks.

Hmm...it doesn't look like Aurora's unrequited love...

I'm also very interested in this.

Then we were sent back to sleep, and the adults said to leave the camp as soon as possible.

We started on our way early next morning, and saw Mr. Roberts standing at the door of his little stone house.Mr. Roberts, looking strange and dazed, waved them good-bye and murmured "Merry Christmas."

"He'll be all right," said Uncle Arthur, as they strode toward the moor, "sometimes when a man's memory is altered, he gets a little confused for a while... and they're trying to make him It’s such a big thing to forget.”

I pursed my lips, thinking complicatedly.

Aunt Molly had obviously been waiting for us in front of the Burrow, "Oh, thank God, thank God!" She ran towards them the first time she saw us, still wearing the slippers she wore in the bedroom.She was pale and nervous, clutching a rolled-up copy of the Daily Prophet.

"Arthur—I'm so worried—so worried—" She threw her arms around Uncle Arthur's neck, and the Daily Prophet slipped from her limp hands to the floor. "You're all right," she muttered in shock, letting go of Mr. Weasley, looking at them one by one with red eyes, "you're all alive... oh, son..." To everyone's surprise, she He grabbed Fred and George and gave them a hard hug.She pushed so hard that the twins' heads banged together. "Ouch! Mom—you're strangling us—"

"I yelled at you before you left!" said Mrs. Weasley, bursting into tears. "I've been thinking about this! If You-Know-Who takes you and my last words to you Is it because your OWLs test scores are not satisfactory? Oh, Fred...George..."

I looked at them with relief, and their mother-child relationship was reconciled.

The author has something to say:

When I write stuff I always call it Dark Transformation :)

好像有宝贝给我营养液了！但是我又忘了勾选感谢呜呜呜，在这感谢一下宝贝！！！感谢在2021-10-1314:12:32~2021-10-1321:07:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of panda cat;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!