[HP]Helen Pan

Pushing open the door, the first thing I smell is the familiar smell of warm stew, and my saliva almost flows out as a conditioned reflex.

Mom was tinkering with something in the kitchen, and the sound of the knife chopping on the cutting board was terrifying.She poked her head out of the kitchen when she heard the door open, froze for a moment when she saw me, and then ran out of the study wiping her hands.

"! Oh my god! My little sweetheart is home!" Mom walked away in a hurry, then bent down and hugged me in her arms with so much force that I wanted to cry.

"Why are you crying? How did you lose so much weight?" Mom looked at me suspiciously, wiped my face with her fingers, and then her voice became soft and distressed, "Are you unhappy at school?"

The tears became more and more uncontrollable, and I found my lips were shaking uncontrollably.I put my arms around my mother's neck and hid myself in my mother's arms as if I wanted to escape. At this moment, I deeply felt that no matter where I went to study, I belonged here, as Michael said. Because my home is here.

After a big dinner at night, I received a call from my grandfather. When my father handed the microphone to me, I felt my palms sweat slightly.

After exchanging some pleasantries, my grandfather asked me if I wanted to stay with him for a few days, and living with him meant being visited by my uncle at any time, and imagining the way Alec spoke and enunciated made me shudder.It was so scary that I said no with almost no hesitation.It may be that my attitude is a bit strange. My father, who was watching TV, glanced at me, squinting his eyes as if he was thinking.Just when I was a little upset, my grandfather asked me if I was interested in attending the Yule Ball held by the Ministry of Magic. I almost blurted out that I wanted to refuse, but remembering that I had already made an appointment with Draco, I hesitated and agreed.

After hanging up the phone, I had no interest in going back to the TV to finish watching the soap opera.Turning my head back to the room, I lay down on the bed uncomfortably, pulled Anthony over and put him on my lap, stroking him once and for all.The only computer screen that was on in the room gradually turned into a screen saver, and the only thing that was shining in the room was Anthony's green eyes, which were beautiful like jewels, but weird and terrifying.

"Helen?" The door was pushed open a thin crack, and Dad poked his head in through the crack, and at the same time brought the orange light outside into my room, "Do you mind if I come in?" He smiled at me Laughing, and turning on the overhead light in the house, "I knocked, but honey, I don't think you heard."

"Sorry Dad! I was thinking about something." I sat up a little more, smiling apologetically with inevitable embarrassment.

"I want to talk to you, okay?" Dad sat down at my computer desk and smiled at me.

"! Of course." I sat up straighter.

The moment I subconsciously let go of my hand, Anthony meowed twice, then jumped off the bed, walked to his father's feet, wrapped his tail around his legs, and rubbed him affectionately.

"How was school? Happy?" Dad bent over and picked Anthony up, placing him in his lap as he squinted his eyes in contentment.

"Of course! Everything is going well." I looked my father in the eyes and replied with a smile.

It's true that I'm doing fine at school because my big trouble is at home.

"I'm going to take my Wizarding Level exams this semester. I temporarily gave up my Muggle courses and found that the exam subjects are not too difficult to study. The food in the school kitchen is delicious. I especially like the sauce on the steak with a hint of pear. , very delicious. By the way, Honeydukes recently released a coffee-flavored fudge, not too sweet but I like it very much. And..."

"Helen, my little baby." My father opened his mouth to prepare for my chattering fast answer, he leaned over to hold my hand and patted me comfortingly, "My child, I want you to know that you Your parents will always welcome you home. If you don’t feel happy there, come back.” As he spoke, he puffed out his chest, “I will not allow anyone to bully my Princess Helen!” When he said this, he seemed like A warrior who defended the beauty Helen during the Trojan War.

"..." I was silent, not knowing whether I should smile, because my father looked very serious.

"Actually... To be honest, I think I should apologize to you. You see, your father can't help you with that world." His father frowned, as if he was blaming himself.He lowered his head slightly, and the wrinkles on his forehead can be easily seen from my angle, obviously.My father pursed his lips as if he was thinking about something. It was a rare kind of helplessness. At that moment, I thought I was hallucinating.He took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose with his fingers. "Helen, my dear," he said, "I can't give you what other wizarding fathers can give you. For so many years... I have been Sorry for that..."

"Dad!" I yelled with some distress, "You should know, I don't care about these at all. You are doing well enough, you are the best dad!"

The door was pushed open again roughly by Jin Si, and this time it was Mom who came in.

Leaning against the door frame, she frowned and looked at us in the room, then curled her lips, "Is the complaining and confession over?" She glanced back and forth at us, then walked in and dragged father up, "I How can my daughter be so narrow-minded like you?" She rubbed the top of my head vigorously, "If you feel tired, go home. I don't believe that my daughter will be kidnapped by criminals to do bad things! Are you right? "She glanced at me, then waved her hands, and forcefully pulled me and my father out of the room.

"Really, Michael told us about such a thing." Mom took out the pudding from the refrigerator, put jam and fresh berries on it, and brought it to me, "I heard from your dad that he and your uncle were young It's not right, and you don't have any contact with that guy." She said, she glanced at her father, "Don't worry, if any bastard dares to cast a spell on me..." She turned around and took out a gun from the drawer and put it On the table, "Then shoot him down!"

"What your father means is this..." Mom squinted her eyes, "He can't give you any protection, but we won't become your burden either." Then, her tone softened, and she used her Those black eyes looked at her, their eyes were surprisingly soft, "My dear child, you are only 15 years old, promise me, don't bear things that you shouldn't bear."

In the afternoon of the second day, my mother drove me to my grandfather's manor.This time the dress was prepared for me by my grandfather, a pearl white tube top dress, with pink pearls dotted on the folds of the skirt, which feels as soft as a mist wrapping the body.The hair accessories on my head are also pearls, the size of fingernails, which are scattered scattered on the bun, making me look more dignified.

The ball was still arranged at Fudge's manor, and in the evening I got into my grandfather's carriage and rushed to the venue.In the car, my grandfather held the diamond I wore around my neck in his palm, and asked me if I still remembered the story of the diamond.

The name of the diamond is - Orlov.Inlaid in the eyes of Brahman statues in ancient Indian temples.Brahmins master the communication channel between gods and humans in Buddhism, occupying the most noble position in society.

After hearing my answer, my grandfather smiled gently. He took my hand and said with a sense of relief, "My little Helen, you must always remember the meaning of Orlov."

Balls are indeed beautiful and extravagant.The roof seems to be studded with shiny gemstones, dazzling like a starry sky, and the floor is like polished diamonds, clear and shiny, and can even reflect people's shadows.

I used to walk into the hall with a mentality similar to looking up, but now I feel that all this is nothing more than that.Everything in front of me can even be called dull.The food on the table is very high-end, exuding an attractive aroma, but it is always left out.Wizards prefer to say this with a reserved and measured manner while holding a wine glass with a hungry stomach and maintaining a demeanor.The smile is stiff, the laughter is restrained, ugly and hypocritical.

As soon as we stepped into the ballroom, I could feel Umbridge's strange, uncomfortable gaze.Immediately afterwards, she really followed Fudge and came to entertain us like a host.

"Welcome, Mr. Arthur!" Umbridge walked towards his grandfather with unhurried steps.She was wearing an almost vulgar pink dress, which magnified almost all of her flaws.She smiled strangely, the facial features on her face were elongated and flattened together strangely, which made her feel really uncomfortable, "Of course, there is also our beautiful Helen." She seemed to think of me just now. It was like a knife was shot at me.

"I'm glad you're here." She took my hand, like a kind elder, "I knew you were a good boy for the Ministry. You know I'm trying to find some amazing boys at school." A trustworthy and good boy who can help me manage that chaotic Hogwarts together, I think Miss Helen is obviously my ideal choice." When she said this, her tone seemed to be alms-like.

"Dolores, I'm so glad you think so." Grandpa took up the conversation calmly, shook her hand, and rescued me.

"Of course, the Ministry of Magic always gives the greatest trust to 'our own people'." Fudge smiled naively as he held Umbridge's stomach next to him, looking like an oversized tumbler.

Grandfather followed Fudge and they left me to socialize.I glanced at the aristocratic ladies in fancy dress talking and laughing happily. They were talking and laughing together in twos and threes, and they laughed tacitly like ducks being strangled by their necks.I silently shook off the goose bumps on my body, then took a few snacks from the plate and found a corner to fill my stomach first.But just swallowed a piece of salmon tart, the plate in his hand was taken away in a blink of an eye.

Draco glanced at the plate, then popped a piece of duck breast into his mouth.

"Why did you hide here? I've been looking for you for a long time." Draco glared at me after swallowing what was in his mouth, with a bit of complaint, looking very cute.

"You are so handsome tonight." I looked at him from head to toe.The pure black slim dress completely showed his tall and straight figure, wide shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, almost a good figure that makes people drool.

Draco's gray-blue eyes were bright, and he moved the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to laugh but also wanted to pretend to be cool, "I've always been like this, did you just find out?"

I pursed my lips and lowered my head, then teased softly, "I hope this is not a hallucination I had tonight."

Draco's eyes were frighteningly bright at that moment, and he opened his mouth as if to say something, but he was at a loss for words after all.He then put the plate in his hand on the waiter's tray, then grabbed my waist and pulled me towards him.

"Then, my beautiful Miss Helen, may I ask you to dance?" He blew his breath into my ear.

I can hardly describe the feeling at that moment, my face burned instantly, my whole body seemed to be turned into a pool of water by him, and I could only lean on his arms powerlessly.Then he hugged me a little tighter, and I heard his bad-boy laugh in my ear as he managed to pull a trick.

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