[HP] Born to be a pair

What a wonderful night, before being taken away by Professor Dumbledore, Neville took off his robe and put it on Renee, covering her goose bumps caused by the cold air.

Afterwards, he was driven back to the lounge by Professor McGonagall, and he reluctantly turned his head several times before leaving.

When they came to the principal's office, Renee found that the candles beside the spiral staircase would gradually light up as they walked forward, and the dots of candles gathered together, and soon lit the last cluster of candles at the door of the office.

Dumbledore invited her to the most familiar seat and poured her a cup of strong tea again. The portraits on the wall were snoring everywhere, but Renee didn't know how many people were fishing in troubled waters.

"Thank you, Professor," she quickly took a sip of steaming black tea to expel the cold and drowsiness from her body, "This is for you."

Renee placed the crown that she had been holding tightly in her hand on the writing table, and the gemstones inlaid on the top of the crown shone ominously under the golden light.

He put on half-moon glasses, his eyes drooped from the crooked bridge of the nose, as if he didn't want to let go of a detail, and carefully looked at the crown.

Not seen for only a few weeks, Dumbledore's friendly face seemed older, stranger, and more distant than it had been.

There was only a writing desk between them, but Renee felt that there was a vast space and many years between them.

For a while, she could only hear the snoring of the portrait, the ticking of the clock and two breathing sounds.

"Ah, Renee," said Dumbledore very solemnly, "please allow me to apologize for neglecting you."

Renee raised her head in surprise and looked into those blue eyes full of emotion.

"After you sincerely shared your past and future with me, I seem to have misjudged your thoughts and wishes at that time—that is, you are willing to return to an ordinary life and stay away from danger."

"As long as You-Know-Who exists," Renee kept trembling her fingertips on her knees, "my friends, classmates, and professors will not have any ordinary lives."

"But we can be united, and only together can we be strong," said Dumbledore. "Unbreakable trust and friendship can fight it to the end."

He paused, put the ancient crown in the drawer of the writing desk, and then said to Renee: "I also want to thank you for your trust and sincerity, Renee, for your care, bravery and integrity." Corrected my point of view and far exceeded my expectations of you."

"I—Professor—was someone who made me realize that treating people with sincerity can only be rewarded with sincerity."

"Oh, I know, it's Mr. Longbottom, isn't it?"

Under Renee's strange eyes, Dumbledore finally showed a cheerful smile, and said in a pleasant tone: "Beautiful feelings bring more than just emotional satisfaction and happiness."

"So, this diadem is indeed the Ravenclaw diadem that Harry needs to find later, isn't it?"

Renee tried to take his focus back from her relationship with Neville, she was still not used to talking too much about her love life in the face of a respected elder.

"I think it should be," Dumbledore did not continue the topic just now, but answered her calmly, "I can feel the magic mark left by Rowena Ravenclaw, and there are even more evil ones." thing."

"The mysterious man also left black magic on it, didn't he?"

Renee thought of the voice that seemed to be lingering in her ears, and the thought that constantly led her to put on the crown. She couldn't help but shivered as she wrapped herself in Neville's robes, and buried her face in the collar full of herbal fragrance.

Dumbledore did not deny it, but drank the black tea with four cubes of sugar and milk in the cup, and said to her: "In a few hours, you should get up, have breakfast, and go to class."

"I have an idea," Renee said to herself, "if Ravenclaw's relics fell into the clutches of You-Know-Who, so would the relics of the other founders also—"

After a moment of silence, Dumbledore sighed deeply and said, "Except for Gryffindor's sword, none of the founder's relics are in the school."

Renee's bright eyes gradually dimmed, and he added: "However, thanks to your information, I was able to gradually confirm one of the clues."

"It's just me...I should have done it long ago."

"It's not something you 'should' do," said Dumbledore, smiling. "No one can erase your dedication and honor."

When the clock cut the time into thousands of tiny pieces, Renee found that she couldn't get any more information from Dumbledore's mouth, except that he revealed a little bit about Harry's homework.

A faint light had already appeared in the sky, tearing a crack in the night before Renee left the principal's office.

And when she turned the doorknob, Dumbledore suddenly said in a pleading tone: "No matter what happens, please trust Professor Snape."

Renee didn't answer, just pursed her lips and walked out of the office.

When she fell on the pillow in a drowsy state, she suddenly remembered that there was one more thing she forgot to mention to Dumbledore - the disappearing cabinet that Malfoy was repairing.

Forget it, Harry should have told him anyway... when he went to hand in his homework...

After that, Renee went to Professor Flitwick's office every Tuesday and Thursday after dinner, and occasionally helped with the textbooks and paraphernalia needed for the next day's Charms class.

Most of the time, under the guidance of Professor Flitwick, who has won the Hogwarts Dueling Club Champion, he constantly learns more knowledge and spells.

There are always countless cupcakes and sugar mice hidden in his office. Whenever Renee successfully masters a difficult spell, he will smile and let Candy play hide-and-seek with her.

Although Renee is not keen on sweets, she can't help being aroused by this small game that exercises her agility.

The clear and crystal-clear summer blue enveloped the earth in April, and Hogwarts fell into a fresh and romantic atmosphere. It seems that dating in such a pure and lovely weather can enhance mutual feelings.

The Quidditch final between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor came to an end, even without the participation of Harry Potter as captain - he was locked up for attacking Malfoy in the toilet - Gryffindor Duo also won.

Four hundred and five to one hundred and four, luckily Neville didn't come to invite her to watch the match before the match, otherwise people in two different camps would easily quarrel.

But for Renee, one thing happened like it had happened three times before.

Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley started dating, which would have had little to do with her, but oddly enough, both her and Ginny's ex were Dean.

And their incumbents are Dean's friends and roommates.

This was a big blow to him--to Lavender too, because she finally couldn't bear Ron's neglect and indifference, and after seeing him and Hermione alone together, she burst into jealousy Lavender filed for a breakup.

Ron immediately agreed, and patted her crying shoulder with a little guilt, and then fled the scene.

During this period, Dumbledore once again returned to his previous state of elusiveness. He was often away from school, and he didn't know where he went.

But he might be looking for relics about the founders of other colleges, which made Renee feel at ease and at ease.

As soon as May arrived, Neville found Renee sitting under the beech tree with great enthusiasm.

"Renee!" He happily came to sit beside her, and greeted the other girls, "Hello."

"Hello, Neville." Lisa and Morag were copying Renee's History of Magic notes, and no one in their year could write more clearly and completely than her.

Padma, who had been lying by Renee's lap, sat up when Neville approached, glaring at him reluctantly.

"Where are you taking Renee again?"

"What? No, I'm not taking her away," Neville explained. "I just want to come and tell her that I've prepared her birthday surprise."

"Birthday surprise! Don't you spend it with us?" Padma looked at Renee eagerly.

It was hard to say, Renee wasn't sure if she wanted to celebrate her birthday this year - knowing that Dumbledore was going to die in a month's time.

But Neville was ready, perhaps with as much care and effort as she had made for his birthday surprise last April, and she couldn't just say no.

"Is it just the two of us?" Renee asked.

Neville nodded vaguely, and turned his head in embarrassment under the condemning eyes from the other three girls.

"Well, girls," she said, putting her arms around his gleaming head in the sun, "forgive me—"

"I can't believe it!" Lisa said angrily, "Then I have to book for next year! Next May, we all have to be there!"

Padma and Morag also nodded, until Neville reluctantly agreed.

After class was over the next day, Neville took Renee to the familiar empty classroom.

So much has happened in there—their first dinners, boxes of turkey sandwiches and jars of buttered peas, indirect kisses of pumpkin juice.

Their every potion tutoring, the miracle that happened in the crucible, from the extremely bad D to the exceeding expectation of E, dozens of parchments used to record the potion making process...

Now the empty classroom has been tidied up, the dust and cobwebs have been swept away, and the broken chandelier has been repaired.

Several desks with a sense of time were put together, covered with snow-white tablecloths.On the tablecloth were plates of simple food, flatbread, turkey sandwiches, pickled herring and bowls of peas in butter, plates of fried sausages and eggs.

Hundreds of small and short white candles spread out one by one from the door they entered, like a long carpet of candlelight and stars.

There are some sparkling ice crystal snowflakes floating in the air, as well as flying ribbons and small fireworks, rendering the ceiling into a pink and purple oil painting.

"It would be simpler and more grand in the Room of Requirement," Neville said, "but Malfoy's still in there, and I really can't get in."

"That's enough, isn't it?" Renee said cheerfully.

"I did it myself, and it can be regarded as practicing my spell..."

"You also made these dishes?"

"Yes, I made a special trip to the kitchen - I didn't know there were so many house elves in there - and I asked them to let me have a stove so I could cook a birthday dinner for my beloved .”

He had already taken her to sit at the dining table, and Renee was pleasantly surprised to find that there was a pot of Mibu Mibao and a beautiful red rose in the middle of the long table.

"And this cake..." Neville struggled to lift a huge three-layer white cake from under the table, and when it was placed on the table, Renee felt the table and chairs shake.

"My God! Did you make this cake too?"

"Not all of them!" Neville said hastily, "The big heads are made by the house elves. They are more excited than anyone else when they hear about a student's birthday. They must participate in making this cake."

"Oh! Look at these two villains!" Renee didn't pay attention, and pointed to the two wizards and witches holding hands on the top of the cake in surprise, "Is that us?"

"That's right!" Neville said proudly, "I carved it out of chocolate with my own hands and painted it specially, do you think it looks like it?"

"It's so similar, I've never looked so good before." Renee said with a smile, "But this cake doesn't look like a birthday cake."

"It doesn't look like it?" He began to get nervous, "What does it look like?"

"It's not like a birthday cake - kind of like a wedding cake in our Muggle world."

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Wuhu, get a new cover!The next chapter is going to be a little darker.