In the dark and purple night sky, a bright crescent moon hung high, the broken windows could no longer be closed tightly, a few broken wooden boards blocked the light perfunctorily, and seven or eight people in the room were silent. Silently huddled in the corner, I squatted by the door, listening vigilantly to the movement outside the door.

There was another cold-faced boy squatting opposite me, holding a long sword in his hand, breathing steadily and staring at the gap at the bottom of the door, "If you are tired, take a rest first." He said softly, "You Keep it up."

I was also polite, nodded at him, relaxed and leaned against the wall.

"I really want to sleep..." A girl in the corner whispered, and a middle-aged man next to her hissed, "I can't sleep now, and I can rest after they come back from the spot."

Waiting is a very painful thing, but we can only wait.

"..." The boy in front of me suddenly called my name, I opened my eyes, and on his right ear was a stud studded with gemstones, glowing with a faint blue light.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

He looked at me silently, the crescent moon seemed to turn red in the dark night, and a sense of anxiety slowly rose in my heart.

"What did you call me?" I said.

What is my name?

The face of the boy in front of him was suddenly covered with fog, and his voice became more and more blurred, "..., what exactly is the land of the dark night?"

"Who am I?"

As soon as this sentence was finished, all the scenes in front of my eyes disappeared, replaced by a dim ceiling and a severe head pain.

As if realizing something, Anne slowly sat up, and the anxiety in the dream was also brought into reality. She stared blankly at the Slytherin tapestry opposite the bed, with a heavy stone stuck in her heart.

These short and strange memory fragments have been appearing in her dreams intermittently since the end of the Easter holiday, and every time she wakes up, she will have a severe headache.

Annie lifted the quilt, walked slowly to the table in her slippers, and looked down at the parchment on the table.

She pondered for a long time before taking out a pencil from the drawer.

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Snape was sitting on the teacher's bench, listening quietly to the chat between Flitwick and McGonagall. The magic ceiling in the auditorium was gloomy, and the sky was covered with dark clouds.

Owls fluttered in from the windows of the Great Hall with flapping wings, bringing fresh letters and presents to the students at breakfast, and a gray owl landed in front of Flitwick, stretching out its talons for the newspaper.

Snape snorted.

But in the next second, a chubby owl ran straight in front of him, the goblet was knocked over, and the pumpkin juice flowed all over the table. Hand him the bound letter.

Snape took the letter down and slapped the owl away, which spun around his head twice angrily, "Severus, I didn't expect someone to write to you?" Flitwick asked in surprise.

Snape curled the corner of his mouth coldly, and violently opened the letter.

He glanced at it, and his face became darker and darker.

Anne looked up and saw seven or eight owls scrambling to the front. She flicked her wand, the owls were blown away, and another wave of owls flew in from the window, heading straight to the front of the Slytherin table.

The students on the other long tables looked at Anne one after another, and some of them showed their eyes watching the show. This scene was exactly the same as what happened to Hermione some time ago, "Here we come." Pan Xi looked up at the owls crowded together , gray, white and red mixed together, blocking Annie's body, they couldn't see Annie's expression at all.

"My lord," Rachael said cautiously, "do you want to take them apart?"

"It's up to you." Annie said lightly. Rachael took down a letter from a gray forest owl, and his face changed after opening it. Arya also opened the letter, and immediately cast a panicked look at Anne.

Anne watched them open the letter coldly, "Be careful, there may be some curse or poison in the letter."

She glanced at the other long tables. A Ravenclaw boy was chatting with his classmates next to him with "Wizard Weekly" in his hand. The magazine suddenly flew out of his hand, drawing a perfect arc in the air. , and fell steadily into a white and slender hand.

Anne flipped through the magazine naturally, Arya and Rachael looked at her anxiously, the owl who had not taken the letter began to hoot impatiently, and the students on the long Slytherin table had different expressions.

Slowly, the entire auditorium fell silent.

Dumbledore crossed his fingers under his chin, staring intently at Annie's back, Snape scanned everyone in the auditorium with a straight face, and the students of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons sat At the end of the long table of Slytherin and Ravenclaw, curiously asked what happened to the Hogwarts students next to him.

Annie closed the magazine and threw it casually. The magazine returned to the boy in Ravenclaw. She sighed softly and rubbed the center of her brows, "Miss Skeeter really spared no effort to dig something out of me. Something of value."

Her voice could be heard even at the farthest Hufflepuff table.

"I have nothing to say. If the public insists on believing Miss Skeeter's article, I will reluctantly follow her article and become the successor to the Dark Lord that everyone fears."

The auditorium instantly became noisy. Laughter sounded from the Slytherin long table, but angry and panicked voices were heard from the other long tables.

Led by Darryl and Olivia, they left their seats and walked towards Anne. Darryl and Olivia bowed to Annie and took away the two owl letters. The people behind followed suit , the owl in front of Anne quickly dispersed, and the third-grade girl Heron Bettis caught the envelope with the dung bomb, but before the dung bomb exploded, it was wrapped in a ball made of magic power and disappeared up in the air.

"As for Miss Skeeter's suspicion about Professor Snape's teaching work to Slytherin," Anne said loudly, "I am very responsible to tell you that Professor Snape has never interfered with the internal affairs of Slytherin House." All honors and disgraces will be borne by me as the chief of the academy."

Snape leaned back imperceptibly, and Harry shot him a resentful look.

"Who would believe Skeeter's nonsense articles!" Harry yelled, and everyone's heads turned in his direction again, "Harry! Calm down!" Ron tugged on his sleeve, and was grabbed by Harry Throwing away, there seemed to be a flame burning in his chest, almost burning his whole body——

"Voldemort killed me and Anne's parents, how could Anne become the same person as Voldemort!"

When Voldemort's name was called, all the murmurs in the Great Hall died away, and they stared at Harry in panic and disapproval as they heard Voldemort's name, as if it was a heinous thing for him to say Voldemort's name. .

Harry looked at Dumbledore on the teacher's table, but found that he seemed a little more interested in the dessert on his plate.

Annie stood up slowly, and looked at Harry from a distance, "You are right, Harry." Annie said calmly, "But you have to know one thing, if one day I really become the same person as Voldemort , that's the same..." She nodded towards the other long tables, and then made a gesture towards the outside, "And those fools outside who don't know right from wrong and follow the trend blindly forced it."

"I believe you!" said Harry, "but you're really learning the Dark Arts, too, aren't you?"

"Harry!" Hermione yelled.

Annie looked at Harry, his green eyes were full of expectation and struggle, she was a little dazed, but she still smiled and said, "How can those spells be black magic to me?"

"As far as I'm concerned, if it weren't for that magic to protect me, I would probably be dead already."

She took an opened letter from Draco, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became even brighter. She flicked the parchment lightly, slowly floated into the air, and flew into Harry's hand under the eyes of everyone.

"But I wasn't taken away by Death Eaters," she said, "but what I experienced was more terrifying than being taken away by Death Eaters. I think this is why I have a different view of the Dark Arts from you guys." .”

Annie left the auditorium, and the Slytherins put down their cutlery and left in unison.

Snape stood up and left indifferently, and when he saw Moody's eyes, his face became more gloomy, his black robe rolled, and he strode past Harry.

The voice in the auditorium slowly became louder again, and the students on the long Gryffindor table looked up at Harry standing there from time to time. He crumpled the parchment, and the knuckles of his fingers turned white. Hermione and Ron looked at him worriedly.

Harry smiled self-deprecatingly, threw the ball of paper on the table, and walked away without looking back.

Hermione took the crumpled ball of paper and unfolded it to look at it.

"What's on it?" Ron whispered.

Hermione's complexion was also not very good-looking, which was even more uncomfortable than when she received the letter herself, "You can see for yourself, well, now everyone will stop paying any attention to me." She said, " With Anne's personality, how can she patiently explain this article to everyone?"

"You know what happened to her before?" Ron asked.

Hermione pursed her lips, and she glanced up at Dumbledore, who was getting up from his seat, "I... wish I knew."

Hope to know everything.

But afraid to know everything.

Just as they were about to leave, they found Ron's little pig back. The chubby little owl hooted excitedly and jumped on Ron's shoulder. "Whose letter is this?" Ron said, "Oh! It's a letter from Sirius, he wrote to Harry."

"Why didn't he just send it to Harry?" said Hermione.

Ron smiled and flicked the letter at Hermione.

"He said he would come to the headmaster's office to talk to Dumbledore himself, and let us tell Harry and Anne when they arrive."

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