[HP] Kiss you in glory

Regulus burned the letter, exhaled lightly, and leaned on the edge of the window sill with a relaxed smile.

As night fell and the sky was dark, he quietly glanced around the peaceful and quiet village, feeling a little strange in his heart.The current situation is really complicated. There are three Voldemorts in this world, and one of them is by his side.

Moreover, he was still a young Dark Lord.

The young Dark Lord gracefully folded his slender legs, leaning on the sofa drinking coffee and watching TV, the wand belonging to Anne Potter was casually placed on the table, thick eyelashes slowly drooping, Tom Pepper Freer gently blew on the steam from the coffee, and asked casually, "Did she mention me?"

"Well," Regulus said, "She asked me to get along with you and not blow up the village."

"The noble descendants of Peverell wouldn't do such stupid things that Muggles would do." Tom said contemptuously, and Regulus twitched the corners of his mouth, his expression indifferent.

"Obviously she knew what happened to us during this time," he said. "All I can say is that she overestimated my patience and underestimated your danger."

"Do you think I'm going to become that idiot who ruined my face?" Tom took a sip of coffee, his dark eyes showed no emotion, "My danger...you might as well ask her how dangerous she is sex."

Regulus turned to look at him, "I won't be relieved until Voldemort is dead."

Tom raised his eyes lazily: "You're right, I want him to die too."

"...Let her die? No, I won't do such a stupid thing, Mons." The young man with a gentle face flicked his bangs on his forehead with his slender fingers, "Since she's back, it means We still have fate, don't we?"

"Actually, I don't want her to die either," he said.

Mengsi looked unpredictable, he bowed slightly, and said respectfully: "Master, that Potter—"

"Anne Potter," the crowned Riddle who owns Raven Ritter's skin interrupted him, "is a powerful and respectable opponent, but I hope she can complete the great cause of creating a new world with me. "

"But she will never agree to act with you, she will form an army by herself." Mons said.

Riddle smiled.

"If I hadn't thought of that, I would have despised her instead," he said. "Our friends have brought news—Harry Potter and the others have made a move against the Ministry—Gryffindor courage always It will be implemented in this regard.”

"The dementors in Azkaban haven't been doing well lately, Master," Mons said. "The Death Eaters will be released soon, shall we—"

"There is no need to accept those hypocritical servants." Riddle said lightly, "You know what kind of subordinates are the most loyal, Mons."

"……Yes."

Fifth graders can stay in the corridor of the castle until nine o'clock, so there are some young lovers from different colleges hiding in the hidden space of the corridor to make love to each other, doing things that only two people can do.

Ron swore he heard a loud popping sound as he walked around the corner of the eighth-floor hallway, and he told Harry and Hermione about it, but no one paid him any attention.

Three times they walked back and forth in front of the Room of Requirement, thinking of the training grounds in their minds, the spacious rooms that held their charm—with torches burning inside, like those in a dungeon.There is a row of wooden bookshelves by the wall, and there are large satin cushions on the floor.On the shelf at the other end of the room are all kinds of dark magic detection equipment such as looking glasses and secret detectors.

"These are useful when practicing stun spells." Ron said excitedly, kicking the cushion with his feet.

There are rows of thick sheepskin-bound books on the bookshelf, all of which are books related to Defense Against the Dark Arts, such as "Common Spells and Solutions", "Outwit the Dark Arts", "Self-Defense Spells", etc. Hermione was almost hugging Looking at these books with nostalgia, my fingertips slowly slid across the rows of spines.

When the students who had signed in the bar came to the Room of Requirement, they all exclaimed excitedly, and Fred frowned and looked around, "It's strange, I remember we avoided Filch here, George, you Remember? It was a broom closet..."

"Okay, everyone is here," said Cedric, who was standing by the door. Harry forced himself to look away from Cho's face. thought.

"Not yet... There's one person who hasn't come yet," said Harry, explaining to the bewildered faces: "My sister... Annie is coming too."

"What?" Zacharias' eyes widened, "I don't think you asked her to sign?"

"Oh, I will," Harry said angrily, "Do you need me to make her do another bloody handprint in front of you?"

Ron chuckled, and Zacharias blushed a little.

"I'm just worried that the news will get out..."

"If you're worried about this, you'd be a bit silly." A gentle voice sounded at the door, and Cedric locked the door. Anne greeted everyone naturally, "I'm not too late, am I?"

"Just a minute too late—" George said.

"—60 seconds." Fred said with a smile, "Time is Galleon, Annie."

"Then I can't be late next time." Annie smiled softly, "Although I have practiced defensive spells in Umbridge's class, I think it would be more interesting to practice privately."

"Yeah, I'm afraid Umbridge will scream and confiscate our wands," said Harry, and everyone laughed.

"Now that I've joined, then—" Annie beckoned lightly, and a note and a quill flew past Hermione's hand, "I have to write my name too."

"We have already decided on the name of the organization, called DA." Hermione said to everyone without looking at her, "Defense Association?" Qiu said happily, "I just wanted to say this!"

Hermione smiled at her.

In fact, Qiu really came up with this name.

"Hey, DA, it could also mean Dumbledore's Army, and that's what the Ministry of Magic fears the most, isn't it?" Ginny said, to murmurs of approval from the room.

"I think we should choose a leader." Hermione said, everyone looked at Harry, and then at Annie who signed the letter. "It's a formal election. If you think Harry can be the leader, please raise your hand."

Annie raised her hand and raised an eyebrow at Harry.Everyone raised their hands, including Zacharias.

When Harry asked them to practice the Disarming Charm in pairs, Anne whispered, "Tell me, did you come because of her?"

"I'm just here to study, brother." Annie smiled gently, and Harry looked skeptical, "Who would believe it?"

"Well, I'm here to play." Annie said, "I'm very happy to see such an interesting scene." She pointed to Luna who was practicing the disarming spell but could only make Justin's hair stand on end. There was Zacharias flying out with his wand twirling wildly - behind him were the Weasley twins who were waving their wands and laughing happily.

"You're quite gracious," said Harry, "but I don't want to be caught between my best friend and my sister." He looked at Ron, whose wand was flying into the air, and Hermione was entangled with her arms folded. Wrong, Ron caught the wand and cast a spell on Neville.

Annie's smile faded a little, and there was a little sadness on her gentle face.

"Just pretend we've never been together," she said, and Harry frowned. "What did you say?"

"Anyway, only a few acquaintances know about the fact that we were together." Annie said, "It's okay to separate, we are still friends."

"You really sound like someone who has already found another girlfriend." Harry said, "You can't coax her anymore, you can't spend a little longer..."

"No." Annie stretched out her hand to rub his brows, and said calmly, "If stalking is useful, there will be no such person as an ex in this world."

"She still loves you," Harry did not give up, "I know you love her too, you were together in a previous life—"

Anne looked at Alicia Spinnet, who had been hit in the nose by Terry Boot's wand, with no smile on her face. She blinked her green eyes and spoke in a steady voice.

"Don't talk about past lives, Harry," she said. "Now that we've all had a whole new future, let's stop looking back at a life we've skipped hastily."

Harry opened his mouth, then closed it again.

Cedric smiled and picked up Cho's wand and returned it to her, who also smiled and looked at each other with love and tenderness in their eyes.

At [-]:[-], Harry asked everyone to finish their spell training. He took a map to check everyone's route, and waited until Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Gryffindor left in groups of three or four. After successfully returning to the lounge, he put away the map.

"Be careful when you go back." Harry said to Annie, and Annie smiled, "Did you forget that I am the Head of the Academy, Harry?"

Harry slapped his head, "Hey, I almost forgot—then let's go together."

Hermione seemed to be able to really not say a word to Anne, she was silent all the way, and occasionally chatted with Ron.Harry asked Anne about Sirius. "I went back to see Sirius," Annie said. "I'm really sorry for making him sad for so long."

"You're back," Harry said, "for that alone, he won't care about the bad days, he'll always love you."

Annie nodded quietly, and Harry took her cold fingertips.

Harry didn't stop until he was in front of the fat lady's portrait, and looked at his sister seriously, his eyes were warm and soft.

"Don't worry about what will happen in the future, and don't run away from what happened in the past. Regardless of whether history has changed, those who love you will still love you. You are a non-existent Anne Potter who exists. "

Harry stepped forward to hug his silent sister, patting her on the back lightly.

"So, follow your heart," he whispered.

Annie raised her eyes and looked at Hermione in front of the portrait. The latter looked at her calmly for a few seconds, then looked away, and spoke the password to the portrait.

"I will," whispered Anne, hugging Harry back, "I will have the time."