[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

The Gryffindor common room has undergone very gratifying changes this year - as soon as Eli went in, he found a brand new magic phone standing upright on the round table next to the fireplace.

Has been extended to the common room of each college?Eli's spirit lifted, and he felt genuine joy.Hogwarts gathers all the future wizards of the UK, let this group of people get in touch with magic phones from now on, and when they get in touch with these Muggle-related items in the future, there will be a welcome change in their views.

He didn't expect Hogwart to respond so quickly to such a new trend.This must be a welcome change—it was hard for him to imagine how Headmaster Dumbledore would persuade the other school trustees, even knowing that the newspapers and outside voices would definitely criticize this—this is really a visionary, meaningful Intense, amazing people.

At this moment, Eli's respect for Headmaster Dumbledore reached a whole new level.

The Gryffindor students have also seen the magic phone. Thanks to Toila, they know a lot about the phone. If you have a classmate who has been frequently published in the newspapers and caused a big discussion in the wizarding world, then you It must not be unfamiliar to it.

They crowded around curiously, studying this thing quite freshly.

"It's very easy to use!" As a family who installed a magic phone in the summer vacation, James of the Potter family introduced to everyone enthusiastically, "You can achieve remote calls with others without using magic power. My dad has studied Well, he says even the Squibs work! Faster than an owl, cheaper than Floo powder - and if you need to take a message to someone, there's nothing like a magic phone!"

"We know, James." The Muggle classmate said with a smile, "Hey, this is something invented by us over there, thank you for the introduction, but of course we know how to make a phone call. To be honest, magic is of course very It is magical and can do many things that Muggles cannot, but there are also many interesting things in the Muggle world, and the telephone must be one of them."

"Can it make calls to the landlines of Muggle families?" Everyone leaned in front of the phone to look, and someone asked with great interest, "Can I call my family at school anytime in the future?"

|"Yes, as long as you know the phone number." Eli replied affirmatively, and then pondered for a while, "However, when calling the Muggle world, you may need to connect the Muggle phone number with the magic phone in advance, for the sake of confidentiality. "

"That's right." Gryffindor's newly appointed female prefect came in from the outside, holding a notice in her hand, pasted it on the bulletin board, and turned to Eli and nodded, "Of course, you are right about the magic phone. It must be very well understood... If wizard families have such a need, they need to apply to the Ministry of Magic to add it. Hogwarts public telephones are not so troublesome. If students want to add a Muggle phone number, they only need to contact the Ministry of Magic. The dean applied. Don't worry, it's not difficult, as long as it is indeed a home phone number, it will be approved."

"What, so you can't call Muggles casually?" James was disappointed, very depressed, "Why? I think it's fun to call numbers everywhere during the holidays! I was wondering if I could call Muggles— —”

"I guess they're there to guard against restless troublemakers like you, buddy," Sirius said, to everyone's delight.

There's been a lot of interest in the magic phone, which is clearly a good start, at least in Gryffindor for sure.However, considering that it takes time to submit an application to Professor McGonagall, the installation rate of magic phones in wizarding families is not high enough. Everyone has been on the train for a long time, and they are all tired now. In the end, only James called home. Asked about the color of his mother's skirt, and soon everyone went back to the dormitory to sleep. It was a tiring day.

Eli couldn't fall asleep. After washing up, he tossed and turned on the bed in the dormitory for a while, finally sat up quietly, opened the door of the dormitory quietly and went downstairs, and returned to the Gryffindor common room.

It's empty now, but it's not too late.He sat next to the magic phone, stared at its dial for a while, picked up the receiver, and dialed the number at home.

It was Mrs. Smith who answered the phone. The sound of the TV program could be faintly heard from the other end of the phone. The host and the guests were laughing together. The atmosphere was cheerful and relaxed. Mrs. Smith's voice was casual and lazy.

"Hello? The Smiths."

Eli couldn't laugh at this time, he was silent for a while, and said softly, "It's me, Mom."

"Eli? Are you in the principal's office?" Mrs. Smith asked in surprise, and after two seconds, she realized, "Oh, Arthur seemed to say when he came over just now, Dumbledore gave the four Hogwarts public There is a magic phone installed in the lounge too, isn't it? Then it will be very convenient for you to contact us, yes, it's not much faster than waiting for the owl to deliver the letter. Then the owl can only be used to send..."

Mrs. Smith suddenly obeyed her own words, and asked her son sharply: "Eli? What's wrong with you?"

Eli felt his throat was rough, but he still said, "I met Regulus of the Black family today, Mom, and he told me... your maiden name is Lestrange."

Both ends of the phone fell silent for a while.

"Yes, that's right." After a while, Mrs. Smith spoke calmly and said indifferently, "Bad last name, isn't it?"

Eli thought about it, and finally said cautiously: "I also think Linda Smith sounds better than Linda Lestrange."

Mrs. Smith smiled, amused by her son's repeated consideration.

"Don't be nervous, I haven't been in touch with that side for 13 years." She said nonchalantly, "Although everyone is still alive, we treat each other as dead. We both think so."

Eli was inexplicably relieved to find that her mother didn't seem to have any unreasonable love-hate entanglements with her ancestral family.He relaxed a little, and couldn't help but say, "You don't look like someone from that family at all, Mom."

"Really? I think maybe I was once so annoying." Mrs. Smith recalled, slightly hooking the corner of her lower lip, "Growing up in such a family, it is difficult for you to keep your thoughts from being Something pedantic corrodes and becomes obnoxious... Fortunately, I am a Ravenclaw, and I always have my own independent views on the things I face."

"Sirius Black of the Lestrange family?" Eli asked curiously.

"It's not that exaggerated. Although this is not a college that the family likes, it is definitely better than Gryffindor. My mother died of illness when I was three years old, and my father died when I received Hogwarts. After the acceptance letter, I died in a curse accident, and after that, no one in that family cared about me, and I was fortunate to be able to grow up peacefully and inconspicuously as a transparent person."

Mrs. Smith's voice was calm, she paused, silently picked up the TV remote control, and turned off the noisy TV.

"My dad wasn't very popular at home, they all thought he was too wimpy to be a Lestrange, especially after he married a Hufflepuff wife who died young. He was far less respected than his brother Welcome at home, his elder brother was one of the earliest subordinates who were loyal to the mysterious man. The Lestrange family has always been loyal supporters of the mysterious man, from his elder brother to his elder brother's two sons—my two sons My cousins, Rodolphs and Rabastan, I heard that they have already graduated and started to work for the mysterious man, they are really good children of the Lestrange family."

"My... grandpa, don't you support the mysterious man's point of view?" Eli asked curiously.

"I don't know. I was too young when he left, so he didn't tell me about this." Mrs. Smith said calmly, "But if his situation is similar to mine, I might be able to make a guess—— If you are born in a pure-blood wizarding family, but you are still disliked by your family for various reasons, then why is it necessary to support the theory of pure-blood supremacy? Anyway, whether those benefits can be realized or not, it is certain It won't fall on you. Pure-blood wizards are also divided into three, six, and nine ranks. If you are at the bottom, you are not much different from Muggles."

Eli listened intently, and his eyes fell on the receiver, as if he was watching his mother from afar.

"So you ran away from that family as an adult and married Dad?" he asked curiously.

"No, it had nothing to do with those things," said Mrs. Smith dryly. "I married your father just because I loved him and he loved me—it's amazing, isn't it? I didn't really have anything special about Muggles at the time." But fate is like this, when you come, you don’t care whether the person who makes you fall in love has magic or not—or if you make your heart move, that’s the most powerful magic bestowed on him by heaven.”

These words sounded really warm, and Eli couldn't help but curled up his lips and said from the bottom of his heart, "That's really great."

His mood relaxed a lot, but Mrs. Smith's tone became serious.Both sides of the phone are very quiet now, her voice came through the receiver, as if she was closely admonishing her son's ears, the formality and urgency in the words were clearly visible, and Eli also corrected his attitude.

"Now you know why I want you to be careful, Eli." Mrs. Smith warned him again, "You have Lestrange blood, and if they even start talking about you, they must be displeased." Good intentions - I have been in the newspapers and put my name in the book all these years, and they have been published everywhere, and they don't even do anything, because they look down on what I do, and never take me seriously. But now They see you, you understand, it's a lot scarier than being ignored."

I see.Eli responded silently, feeling heavy in his heart.

"Fortunately, you are relatively safe in Hogwarts, don't run around if you have nothing to do, and don't show off." Mrs. Smith's tone slowed down slightly, and her voice became softer, "If you ask me where is the safest place now, I will Speaking of Hogwarts—everyone says that Dumbledore is the only person that the mysterious man is afraid of, and he has never been involved in Hogwarts since his rise, and it is a good thing that you are starting school now."

Dumbledore's name was like a shot in the arm, dispelling the solemn atmosphere, and the mother and son were not so tense now.They chatted for a few more words before hanging up the phone. Eli sat on the armchair in the lounge, stared blankly for a while, then glanced at the time, got up straight, and left the Gryffindor lounge.

It's not yet curfew time, but there are no more students wandering outside.The portraits looked at him curiously. He walked all the way through the corridors in the castle, stopped in front of Professor McGonagall's office, and knocked on the door.

The door opened quickly, and Professor McGonagall sat at his desk and looked at him unexpectedly: "What's the matter, Smith? It's late now."

"I'm here to apply for a Muggle phone number, Professor," said Eli, going to the desk and writing a string of numbers on it.

"Your speed is very fast, Smith, in fact, is the fastest. Of course, you have participated in the modification of the magic phone, and of course you have a fast reaction speed..." Professor McGonagall looked at the phone number carefully, and added it Go to the trusted phone network and follow the process to confirm, "It's your home phone, right?"

"Actually not." Eli coughed and replied truthfully, "My home phone has been replaced by a magic phone by Arthur... This is the number of a Muggle friend of mine, and I need to keep in touch with her. "

Professor McGonagall stopped and stared at him unexpectedly: "Muggle friends? Then we need to confirm the terms of the Secrecy Act, Smith."

"I don't think that's necessary, Professor." Eli explained to her, "She knows about the wizarding world—her sister is also a wizard, and she is Lily Evans from our college, Professor."

"Oh, that's right." Professor McGonagall nodded, "So Evans doesn't need to apply? It's fine."

"Maybe that's not the case." Eli said a little embarrassed, his ears blushing silently, "This is...well, my friend's phone number at school, Lily probably needs to register her home phone number ,professor."

Professor McGonagall looked at him in surprise, and Eli only looked at her for two seconds, then silently moved his gaze to the other side, feeling very embarrassed.Although this is also the normal process of adding numbers, but for some reason, he just felt very embarrassed, probably because Professor McGonagall was a little too troublesome at night.

"Okay." Professor McGonagall finally said, after recording the phone call, he waved his wand, "You can talk normally, Smith, don't forget the secrecy law."

"Thank you very much, Professor." Eli said quickly, and without staying for a moment, he immediately retreated from the Gryffindor dean's office. Leaving McGonagall looking at the slightly vibrating door for a while, he laughed dumbly, He shook his head slightly.

Young people today, really.

When Eli returned to the common room, he walked in a hurry, immersed in a subtle sense of guilt all the way.But when he sat down next to the phone again, he quickly realized that the curfew time was approaching, and there was not much time left for him.Although Hogwarts did not limit how late students could stay in the lounge, he knew that the Muggle school had a fixed time to turn off the lights, and any later would disturb sleep.

He dialed the phone and it was answered quickly.

"Eli?" Before he could speak, he asked briskly on the other side, with expectation in his voice.

"How do you know?" Eli smiled and asked curiously, "I didn't seem to say that I would definitely call tonight."

"But you said you'd do your best," Petunia said. "I knew you'd try to get your chance—that's who you are."

She yawned a little, with a hazy voice: "But it's still a bit late, I've been waiting for you until now—theoretically, I should have gone to bed half an hour ago."

"I'm sorry." Eli said sincerely, "I have a lot of things here... Every year, the opening ceremony ends a little late."

"Our school also has the opening ceremony, but it's in the afternoon. Representatives of outstanding students went up to speak, and several leaders spoke nonsense one by one." Penny said, complaining to him, "Today we also opened a little too long. , Alice next to me has been showing off her new earrings for the holidays to everyone around - it's so annoying, and we don't allow jewelry at school, only she always shows it off..."

The corners of Eli's lips curled up when he heard this, and he said cooperatively, "Then she really likes to express herself a little bit."

"Really!" Penny got the approval, her interest immediately became higher, and she didn't sound sleepy anymore, "After returning to the dormitory, she was still talking, it was so noisy, I had to take a book and read it in the corridor ...but luckily I was in the hallway all the time, so I answered your call as soon as it came. I thought we'd better make a regular appointment - I found out that I have evening classes two days a week this semester It's much busier than last school year."

good.Eli nodded in agreement, and then asked curiously, "What book are you reading?"

Penny's voice suddenly faltered: "I was reading...um...a history book, and I suddenly found myself very interested in history..."

"That's good." Eli didn't think too much, and said naturally, "My father teaches history, you can ask him for advice, he is willing to share knowledge with others, and there are many students in the school who like to discuss with him. question."

"I will." Petunia whispered, "If I can get into Durham University..."

"You want to go to Durham University?" Eli asked unexpectedly, "Do you want to study history? I wish you all the best, my dad will be very happy."

"Really?" Petunia asked a little unconfidently, and said hesitantly, "To be honest, I'm not very smart..."

"He likes people who work hard." Eli said, "To be realistic, what is needed to study history is not talent, but the interest and perseverance to endure loneliness to study the ancients—in short, come on, I believe you will be fine."

"I hope so too." Petunia said, her voice sounded a little happy, "No, I won't chat with you, I have to read a few more pages... see you next time on the phone! Good night."

"Good night." Eli said lightly. After hanging up the phone, he looked at it, and it was not yet curfew time. They didn't talk for long.

But strangely, Eli feels extremely relaxed now, as if he has returned to a normal life from the turbulent wizarding world. The heavy things in his heart seem to have been temporarily thrown aside by him, and these things are finally gone. No matter how strongly it affected him.

Like drinking a glass of milk before bed.Eli yawned, returned to the dormitory, lay down on the bed, rolled over, and fell asleep almost immediately.

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Thanks to Mu Chunhan, score: -2, Sangu girl's landmine, Qingxian's grenade~