[HP]Aluet

When I arrived at Hogwarts, I was still in class.

So I dragged my exhausted body and flew to Hagrid's hut, intending to stop there and wait for a while.

I knocked on the wooden door, and after a while, it creaked open, and Hagrid came out, clutching his cheek.

He saw me as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes widened and his beard trembled.

"I'm not dreaming," he whispered.

"It's me who is back." I passed him tiredly, and sat down on the sofa, my neck was still tingling, I turned up the collar of my clothes to cover up the red marks.

"What's going on?" He quickly closed the door and sat across from me, forgetting the hands covering his cheeks, and only then did I see several horrible scars and black and purple bruises on his face, "Let's go ahead I've been trying to figure it out for a few days..."

"What happened to your face?" I frowned.

"Oh, don't mention it!" He patted his thigh in frustration, lowered his head, and even looked aggrieved, "I went to find the giants, but they didn't listen to what I said. ..."

"You were attacked by giants?" I asked in surprise, "How could that be?" I couldn't understand that they still had such hostility towards their own race?

"Well, it might be—" He hesitated and took a bite of the rock cake in his hand, touching the wound at the corner of his mouth, causing him to grin his teeth in pain, and said vaguely, "Maybe it's because I'm a mixed race."

I froze for a moment.

"Still—not for nothing—" he said, "I found my half-brother, which is a good thing, isn't it?"

I twitched my lips in response.

After a few words, Hagrid had long forgotten about asking me how I got back, and I was also happy to do so, saving me from explaining, and the explanation couldn't be explained clearly.

It was more than ten minutes before I saw the other members of the Order of the Phoenix again.

Minerva was pleasantly surprised and gave me a hug, while the others looked at each other, not knowing why.

We sat around and I saw Alastor Moody, now missing his left eye, replaced by a big, round, bright blue false eye, still staring at people with a savage look —I shrank my neck.

Fortunately, at least my efforts were not in vain, they successfully rescued Moody.

They wanted to wait for me to explain the matter.

I shrugged: "I may not be able to explain it for a while..."

"Our stronghold may have been discovered." Edgar Burns continued my words with a frown.Everyone was stunned, and I didn't understand why he interrupted me, but the news was too heavy.

"How to say?"

"Recently, I always see a few repeated faces at the intersection of the streets in Surrey. I suspect that Voldemort is planting some kind of stalker, and our position may have been exposed." He said.

"How could it be? We have always been vigilant about not revealing our whereabouts. How could he know our location? Unless we have traitors." Benji Fenwick said.

After he finished speaking, the small space suddenly became silent, almost unbearable.

All eyes are on me, which inevitably makes me feel restless.

"Sorry, Ashley Field. If you can't explain this, we can't trust you." Burns stood up and pointed his wand at me.The atmosphere became tense in an instant.Although the others didn't react, they also looked at me suspiciously. Minerva was startled and stretched out her hand to stop it, but she finally glanced at Dumbledore who was motionless, and said nothing after all.

"How is that possible, Burns, what are you guessing?" Hagrid's eyes widened in disbelief, "Aisley has done a lot for us—"

"Put down your wand, Edgar," Dumbledore said.Burns hesitated and did not move, so Dumbledore repeated calmly again, "Put down the wand."

Burns could only put down his wand and sat back down again.

Then, Dumbledore's eyes turned to me, and his tone was very peaceful.

"What did he do to you?" he asked.

"You need to make sure you're telling the truth," Burns added.

"He..." My heart was extremely heavy, and I felt that I would not be able to wash it away even by jumping into the Yellow River, but I could only tell the truth, "He sealed my memory for a long time."

"Is that all?"

"That's why he unsealed the seal for you again." Fenwick asked puzzled.

"Yes," I replied resignedly, "yes, that's right."

"What did he press you for? Or what kind of punishment did he use to torture you?" Burns glanced up and down at my seemingly unharmed appearance, with a suspicious expression on his face.

"No."

"How did you escape?"

I smiled wryly, and it took me a long time to utter a word: "He let me go."

"It's obvious, Dumbledore." Burns' tone was even a little annoyed. "Just look at Alastor. Who wouldn't know the methods of the Dark Lord? When he came back, he was covered in blood and was killed The evil curse tortured her badly, but she didn't lose a single bit. Moreover, she activated the 'Phoenix Fire' password there, but fortunately you stopped us. If we went, maybe we would really fall into the Voldemort's trap, and he caught it all."

"Not necessarily, Burns." Moody spit out a sentence slowly, his eyes fixed on my neckline, as if seeing those blood-red marks.

"That remains to be seen," said Fenwick.

I stood up, took a deep breath, feeling like a mess, it was terrible.

"It has nothing to do with me, and I can't explain it clearly." I said dully, "You don't have to doubt anything." I didn't look at anyone, "I quit the Order of the Phoenix."

The sound has quieted down.

I opened the door and walked out with a flat face, turned into a bird and flew away from Hogwarts and returned to my residence.

I lay on the sofa, dangling my legs, staring at the table in a daze.

It was completely dark, and I finally started gluing my wand slowly. I didn't want to throw it away and replace it. Maybe I already have a feeling for it, and it has been used so well for so many years...

At this moment there was a knock on the door, and I opened it. Minerva was standing in the doorway.

"Come in." I said.

"I'm sorry, Ashley." She didn't come in, but stood at the door and said, "We don't suspect you. Maybe you're not in a good mood right now—Albus also thinks I should come to comfort you , Edgar, they may not know you - but we all know that you will not be willing to help that demon, but there is no way, now is a special period, we can't take risks - we believe in you, but we can't trust Voldemort... She was probably a little anxious, so she finished all the words in one go, "You know, it's really suspicious that he deliberately put you back in this way! We can't guess his intentions—oh! Of course , It may not be the right time to say these things now!" She quickly cut off the topic, and felt a little sorry for it.

"Are you really not hurt, Ashley?" Minerva looked at me worriedly, "Did he use any terrible tricks on you?"

I sighed, and my heart, which was originally congested, opened up a lot.

"Really not." I said, "It's okay, I can understand. Even if I quit the Order of the Phoenix and stop interfering with your plans, I can still help. This is not a bad thing, and it is good to be vigilant. However, if There are really traitors in the Order of the Phoenix, so you should pay more attention to other people."

She left after a while, and I closed the door, sat heavily on the chair, and stroked the feather on the quill with the open book in front of me.

I suddenly remembered something.

I remembered the diary I saw at Riddle's place.

I have a guess—that might be one of his Horcruxes as well.

I was reminded of the same symbol I had seen in the diary and on Marvolo's ring.Now I finally know where that eerie familiarity comes from.

I frowned, and drew the shape of the symbol on the notebook with a quill based on my impression.

Once... the spell I saw on the second floor of hell, on the black giant under the sea, was painted with exactly the same symbol as this one.

Five of the seven charms on the stone had disappeared by then, and the monster told me to take off the sixth, but I didn't.

But what does that thing have to do with Tom Riddle's Horcrux?

"Seven charms..." I bit my finger, "Seven...horcruxes?"

I froze for a moment.

It must be a coincidence.