[HP]Aluet

The next night I slipped into the restricted section of the library again.

My eyes fell on a book with a dark red cover.

The name of this book has been worn away, it looks very old, and it looks like it has not been taken down and read for many years. The yellowed pages have become brittle and can be torn off with a little force.

I turned the book carefully, but still made a very slight "rustling" sound.My heart was pounding, and I stopped every now and then to listen for anyone approaching.

[...Lovinsh... the sixth generation is a Squib, and later integrated into the life of the Muggle world, this family completely disappeared in the wizarding world...

... Lin, has special research and skills in time, space and soul, but he has not disclosed it to the outside world so far, and is very secretive...

……

...the Alueites, an ancient shapeshifting family easily confused with the Animagus...The Alueites' shapeshifting form is a white-feathered bird endowed with innate soul control and powerful healing abilities ...disappeared in the wizarding world in the 1830s, and the bloodline has been lost. ]

Alouette... This description fits well, but the bloodline is lost?

Don't think about it too much, if this is the case, it means that I am not an Animagus at all, and I don't need to register with the Ministry of Magic.

I put the book back where it was, put on the invisibility cloak and walked away quickly. When I reached the end between the two bookshelves, my shoulder suddenly hit something hard.

I was short of breath, and touched the side, but caught the cool swishing air.

"Lumos!" The tip of my wand glowed, and there were nothing but shelves of books all around me.

Hit the bookshelf?

Even though I was confused, I didn't think too much about it.After finding out his own life experience, this matter will pass.

On the eve of Halloween, when I was preparing to attend the Halloween banquet, I heard the sound of laughter not far away.

I walked to the source of the sound, hid in a corner, and watched a few Ravenclaw students going to the women's bathroom.Mettle ran in front crying, and a girl chased after her and laughed loudly: "Four-eyed dog—are you going to the toilet again?"

"Enough! Olive Hornby!" she yelled over her shoulder, but her voice trailed off at last, and she dove into the bathroom, covering her face.

"Hey, don't hide in the toilet and get sulky, watch out for ghosts coming to catch you!"

I was just about to do something, when I was awakened by her words, a strange thought popped up in an instant.

I took out my wand, quietly cast a Disillusionment Charm on the robe, put the hat on my head, crumpled up a few pieces of waste paper, and tiptoed to Humbey.

"Ah!" She was hit on the head by the ball of paper, looked around suspiciously, but saw nothing.I threw a few balls of paper at him again.

"Peeves!" Hombe screamed, and fled in the direction of the auditorium as if flying.

Myrtle poked her head out of the bathroom, trying to see what had happened to make Humbey flee.I took off my hat.Now it was her turn to scream.

"Shhh!" I gestured with my index finger on my lips, motioning her to silence.She looked at my dangling head in horror.I had no choice but to take off the entire robe, and her mood gradually stabilized.

"Okay, shall we go to the banquet?"

She shook her head, as if she was about to cry again.

"what's wrong?"

"I do not want to go."

"why?"

She wiped her tears: "I've had enough. They'll be sarcastic as soon as they see me. I don't want to see them."

"How long do you want to immerse yourself in a sentence?" I smiled helplessly.

It's not difficult to understand, but it's not very understandable. After all, I don't care as much as she does. Maybe it's because I'm used to it, so I won't be easily overwhelmed by a few words.

"Just ignore them. Limit yourself because of others, and you will never feel happy."

She blinked and said nothing.

I walked towards the auditorium, she sniffed behind me, hesitated for a long time, and finally followed from a distance.

The smell of pumpkin could be smelled in the hallway, everyone cheered, and the auditorium was in chaos.And I was smoked by the smell of pumpkin, and I had no appetite at all, and my ears were filled with messy noises, which made my head buzz.

I went back by myself without taking a few bites.

After November, it gets very cold and Quidditch starts.

I can often see Minerva and a few Gryffindors going to practice with broomsticks - there is a Quidditch trial in the second year, but I don't think I will most likely not participate.

As for the Slytherin team training, I did see two familiar people.

Abraxas Malfoy and Claire Lestrange.

I couldn't find Riddle.I guess he wouldn't be interested in Quidditch either.

I was about to turn around when I was stopped.

"Hello!" My golden hair was shining in the sun, and I squinted my eyes.Lestrange saw Malfoy walking this way, and trotted over after him. The two of them stopped not far from me, "Are you looking for Riddle?"

Lestrange's features twisted slightly.

"He's not a Quidditch player," I said.

"By the way, what's the relationship between you?" Malfoy looked at me, then looked back at Lestrange, who pursed his lips as if he was holding back his words, with a curious spectator-like smile raised at the corner of his mouth, leaning half his body On the broom, like a punk.

"Friends."

"Friend? Didn't he tell you he wasn't interested in Quidditch at all? Normally at times like this he'd—"

"Let's go, it's time to go to training, Malfoy." Lestrange tugged on Malfoy's robe and walked back, lowering his voice, "...I'm talking nonsense. I haven't seen any communication between them ...don't ask...think about how to deal with Gryffindor...that McGonagall..."

On the day of the game, all the teachers and students of the school came out one after another to watch the Quidditch game.I was passing the Gryffindor dressing room, and Minerva happened to come out talking to a player next to her.

I smiled at her as a greeting, and she nodded politely, while the girl next to her stared at my Slytherin uniform with a hostile look on her face.

"Come on." I said to them.

Minerva blinked at me twice unexpectedly.The girl next to her couldn't help but speak: "You got it wrong, today is the match between our Gryffindor and your Slytherin."

"That's right." I was a little terrified by their staring eyes, "Why... what's wrong?"

"..."

"Is there anything wrong?"

"No. Thank you, and you all work hard." Minerva, who was always serious on weekdays, pulled out a smile, although she seemed a little stiff.

"Then I'll go to the game - stay safe."

When I was walking towards the stands, I vaguely heard the girl whisper in doubt: "Are you sure she isn't provocative?"

Well, it can be felt that Gryffindor and Slytherin students don't seem to get along very well.

But this is not something I need to consider, it is enough to be myself.

I randomly found a seat in the stands and sat down, subconsciously looked around, but still couldn't find Riddle.

He wouldn't be so uninterested in Quidditch that he wouldn't even come to the game, would he?

I turned around, and Black sat down at some point.

"Hi. Did you see Riddle?"

His eyes wandered for a moment, and he finally shook his head.

"Ok."

The players from both sides are getting ready to play, and the students in the stands are excited and noisy in confusion.

I stood up and tried to sneak back to the castle.

"Where are you going?"

I blinked a little embarrassedly: "I'll go ahead and look."

He raised his eyebrows, and stared at me for two seconds with his dark eyes. I don't know why I was a little nervous.

"Does it make you uncomfortable that I'm sitting here?"

"No."

"Then you are going to find Riddle?"

"Uh... not."

He turned his eyes back to the Quidditch pitch: "Don't look for him. If he doesn't come, it means he has something to do."

I looked at him blankly.

"Just a piece of advice," he added.

"Okay, got it. I—I'll go ahead."

He ignores me.I slipped to the front row and took advantage of the chaos to walk near the castle.I ducked behind the locker room, feeling like a bird would be a smaller target, so I evaded attention and flew into the castle through an open window.

How could it be possible to be obedient? It was nothing at first, but the more Black said that, the more curious I became.

Where would Riddle be?Maybe a library?

I shuttled through the rows of bookshelves, and I really found him.

To my surprise, he held a book in his hand that was very familiar to me—I hadn’t read it before, but I still had an impression. At that time, beside the red cover book that recorded many ancient families, it was This magic book with a black cover.

I fell carefully on the bookshelf in front of him, and I didn't step on it firmly. I shook my body, but I didn't fall.However, a feather shook off me, and he noticed it.He raised his eyes a little, and pinched the feather between his thumb and forefinger.

He didn't raise his head immediately, but closed the book and put it back in its original place calmly, then raised his head and looked at me. "Why are you here?"

I was discovered by him, so I could only fly down from above and change back into human form.

"Aren't you going to the game?"

He was silent for a brief moment, his tone still seemed calm, but with a hint of regret: "Has the game started?"

"Yes."

"Didn't notice, missed it."

"Would you like to go to the game then?"

"can."

I happily pulled up his sleeves, walked out of the library, and walked quietly along the corridor.

I was taken aback by the figure that suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor, and hurriedly took a few steps back, trying to go back to the corner.Maybe I accidentally stepped on Riddle, I staggered and fell on him, and he pulled me back.

I nervously waited for Professor Mellors to walk over. In the quiet corridor, except for Professor Mellors humming, I could only hear Riddle's steady heartbeat.

When Professor Mellors walked away, I kept a distance from him calmly, and then looked at the expressionless Riddle - he didn't seem nervous at all: "We might get caught if we go out now ... Points will be deducted if you don't participate in group activities..."

"So?" He was waiting for my idea.

"Forget it, let's not go out. Let's go to the Astronomy Tower to see if we can see it." Having said that, I think it's a good idea.

Standing on the top of the Astronomy Tower, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Hogwarts.

The Quidditch field was very lively, red and green shadows shuttled quickly, and the people in the auditorium formed a dense black spot.It's a pity that it's so high up here that you can't see anything clearly.

I took a telescope and pointed it over there: "I don't know how far the game has progressed."

I suddenly felt like something was covering me.I take the binoculars away from my eyes.

The robe with the Illusion Charm covers the two of us tightly. I feel a little uncomfortable at such a close distance, but...it's okay.

"I didn't realize it before, you're quite courageous." Riddle lazily leaned against the stone platform, "I hope no one will come." He said flatly, picked up the binoculars and looked in the direction of the Quidditch pitch.

……

"I think I saw the Snitch. Wait, why did he shoot the Quaffle over there?"

"Look, it's a Bludger."

"Oh, Merlin... I'm so sorry."

"Do you really understand Quidditch?"

"I don't understand." I said.

"I don't know what that means."

"Just to watch the excitement. By the way, aren't you not interested?"

He chuckled noncommittally, as if mocking my stupid question: "It's one thing to be uninterested, another to understand."

"Okay—" I had no choice but to change the subject, "Is it possible to win? It's two to zero now."

However, things backfired, and it was Minerva who caught the Snitch in the end.I sigh.

Although Slytherin lost, Minerva was indeed an excellent Seeker.She is probably the Gryffindor player that Slytherin fears the most.

I put the binoculars back in place: "Let's go, they will all be back in a while."