[hp] warm as jade

Snape snorted: "It seems that your brain is no longer strong enough to express something clearly."

"It's really strange!" Rong Jiu racked her brains trying to find out what was wrong at that moment, "Her figure is very strange... no, it's not because of her strange body shape, but because she feels... well... let me think about it How should I put it... think about it... um... ah! I got it! I feel like she's missing something!"

"What's missing?" Snape asked lazily, drawing a parchment from a nearby stack.It was halftime now, and he could tolerate the student's nonsense for a while.

"I can't tell..." Rong Jiu sighed in frustration, "I just instinctively felt something was wrong."

"Your brain has degenerated to the point where you can only use instinct to judge problems?" Snape sneered, and threw the parchment in his hand towards Rong Jiu.Rong Jiu caught it and took a closer look. It was signed by Ginny Weasley.

"Who is Ginny... oh oh oh that's the one from the Weasley family just mentioned!" Rong Jiu, who was at a loss, quickly went online after meeting Professor Snape's unkind gaze, "Hahaha really Some people have a bad memory when they get old, hahaha."

Snape's mouth twitched.

"But I can't see anything from this..." Rong Jiu flipped through it roughly, and it was a well-regulated paper. It seemed that this little girl had at least a good foundation, and there was nothing wrong with her understanding of every material, muttering "If it's my dad, there's still a way to start 'backtracking', but now I have to use up all my energy and blood to get that thing."

Professor Snape showed a mocking smile: "I just showed you her name."

Rong Jiu: "...Oh."

The office fell silent.After about one or two minutes, Snape stood up again, and it looked like a new round of training was about to start, Rong Jiu's mind suddenly twitched, and a question that she should have asked a long time ago surfaced: "Professor, why Do I have to do this kind of training alone?"

Snape casually drew out his wand: "Any comments?"

"No, I just thought of it suddenly." Rong Jiu didn't dare to say it even if he had a thousand opinions in his heart, "My father trained me because I was the only one in our family, and I have to pass on the skills passed down from our family , can’t let it be broken here.”

Then blinking his eyes, with a look of seeking knowledge, he wrote clearly: Then why did you train me?

That's right, why did I find it and put it here to make a fuss?Snape began to think seriously about this question.

At first, it was because McGonagall told him that one of their Slytherin students had a handicap in using magic, so he struggled for a while. After all, this student belonged to Slytherin, and he did not allow anyone in Slytherin to hold back the academy. ——Especially at this moment, Potter's son was enrolled and assigned to Gryffindor.He thought he'd be pissed off if the idiot made Slytherin lose to Gryffindor.

And that private inquiry was the first time he experienced the so-called Taoism, and he also understood that the student was not really stupid, but suddenly faced with the compatibility of two kinds of magic, she was a little at a loss.Since she wasn't the usual idiot, he didn't hesitate to point her out.

Then... It was Dumbledore who asked him about the specific situation of this student, and even went to find out for himself.After it was over, the old fox threw her to himself and asked him to cultivate it well.

"That child has great potential." Dumbledore said, "And, Sybil also predicted something."

"'Ominous'?" he quipped. "Like every year?"

Dumbledore shook his head gently, and didn't mind his attitude: "You also know that Sybil does have some prophecy abilities, don't you know it best?"

The last sentence pierced into his heart like a sharp sword, that prophecy... How much he hated himself back then!He actually didn't believe it!Just for the so-called power, so-called status, and even that person's trust, just for these ridiculous things, he lost everything.

If possible.

Dumbledore was still the same, with a gentle smile on his face, and those who didn't know would probably think that he was a harmless old man.Seeing him come to his senses, he said again: "Whether it's out of responsibility to you or to that child. At that time, you won't regret taking her with you."

He knew that "the child" was the Potter child.And "at that time" refers to when the Dark Lord returns.At that time, the child would face dangers he could not imagine.

"You would sacrifice everything for that boy?" he said sarcastically, "including innocent people?"

"No one is innocent, Severus." Dumbledore said, "You, I, the Potter boys, and even every wizard in the wizarding world are not innocent. To have superhuman abilities, you must Shouldering responsibilities beyond ordinary people is destined to face everything that is about to happen.”

"So, if she is stronger, she will be farther away from death. You are too."

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Since Snape's bad memories were involved, one can imagine Rong Jiu's fate that day.If it wasn't for Draco, who was heading towards her good brother, to pick up Rong Jiu on a whim, then she wouldn't be able to move back to the common room at all.

"How did you teach today?" Pan Xi has already found a pattern, as long as Rong Jiu's situation is miserable, then she must have committed suicide, "Have you been discovered?"

"No..." Rong Jiu hummed on his stomach, "I just asked a question and wanted to rest for a while, but I don't know if he was stimulated today, and even used it to pieces. If I didn't respond quickly, you You can’t see the whole me.”

But I don't know if it's because the injury stimulated cell division, Rong Jiu's stature also jumped up, the petite girl who couldn't be found in the crowd at all, was already half a head taller than Draco in a short period of time, Currently heading towards 5.6 feet, Narcissa was both happy and worried. She hurriedly made a few more sets of school uniforms and sent them to Rong Jiu. No, he's not too tall."

Draco took a hard bite of the sandwich: "Who is the real one?"

While unpacking the package, Rong Jiu replied, "Only those who are born say that, those who are not biological say so and run away."

Draco turned his head and stared at her: "Where are you going?"

"I'm not going anywhere." Rong Jiu lifted her chin triumphantly, this action is really full of the passion of the Malfoy family, "I'm very good, so I won't be scolded."

Draco grumbled half-truthfully, "I never got scolded before you came."

"Poor brother." Rong Jiu shrugged, "There is no harm without comparison."

The bickering between the siblings every morning has become a routine, but so far, Draco has only won so few times, which is sad enough.No, this round, Draco's failure history has added another stroke.

There was a brief silence at the Slytherin table.Rong Jiu went to get pumpkin juice while looking at the entrance of the auditorium.

"What are you looking at?" Pansy leaned closer, "Little lover?"

"Fuck you." Rong Jiu pushed Panxi away with a smile, and stuffed her mouth with a piece of bread, "I'm watching... oh, it's Ginny Weasley."

"What do you think the Weasleys are doing?" Draco looked disgusted, "That family is like a nest of red-haired mice!"

"I'm quite bothered... That little girl just doesn't feel right to me." Rong Jiu said vaguely.

"Their family is inherently unpleasant." Draco sneered, "You should wipe your eyes, because all the Weasleys are out of their minds, not just that one."

Clearly, Draco avoided the correct answer perfectly.

Rong Jiu smiled, after all it is not a wise choice to argue with Draco on this.

But until after breakfast, Rong Jiu couldn't see the Weasley family's little sister again.

Are you going to find Ron?Then tell him that he wants to see his sister?This would be regarded as perverted...

But there is a saying that is true, that is, if you plant flowers with intention, the flowers will not bloom, but if you do not intend to plant willows and willows to make shade.Rong Jiu, who had been looking around fruitlessly all morning, bumped into this little girl from the Weasley family when she turned to the library.Yes, it is hit.

"You are...Ginny Weasley, right?" Rong Jiu helped Ginny who had been knocked down, and looked at her carefully. The little girl was very delicate and cute, and Rong Jiu had to despise Draco aesthetic.But she also knew that it was a conclusion with many factors, not just looking at the face.

"I'm sorry!" Ginny's cheeks were flushed, "I'm because..."

"It's okay." Rong Jiu handed her the book, and kindly reminded her, "The History of Magic classroom is over there, be careful, don't be late."

"Thank... thank you." Ginny stammered.Rong Jiu noticed that her eyes fell on the Slytherin logo on her chest, the expression on her face became a little panicked, and she couldn't help shaking her head.In fact, people in Slytherin are quite low-key... well, except for her brother Draco who is looking for trouble, everyone else is indifferent to things that have nothing to do with them.

Of course, if it is related to yourself, that attitude is quite scary...

Probably noticing her own faux pas, Ginny blushed again.She said "I'm sorry" in a low voice, and hurried away.

She didn't notice that while she was running away, Rong Jiu also strode away.Not towards the library, but towards Dumbledore's office - Professor Snape had a class this morning.

She finally knew what she felt was wrong!

Having dealt with ghosts for more than ten years, Rong Jiu's eyesight has also been developed.The little girl just now showed signs of losing her soul.What surprised Rong Jiu even more was that she had the aura of another soul.

Possession?Or seize the house?

Rong Jiu ran quickly in the corridors of Hogwarts, the footsteps echoed in the castle with panting.

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"So, this is the soul of that person?"

In Dumbledore's office, on the desk in the middle, a black box was generously placed in the middle. Inside was an old-looking but familiar diary, with a piece of talisman on it. It is one of the few hand-painted masterpieces brought by Rong Jiu, which is used to seal the soul.The souls in this diary will remain contained until a solution is found.

Rong Jiu sat on a soft sofa in front of the desk, holding a cup of hot milk in his hand, while looking at the box curiously.

"Yes, and no." Dumbledore said, "It's just a 'part'. This actually confirms some of my previous conjectures..."

Unsurprisingly, his voice lowered again, leaving room for Rong Jiu to imagine.

That day, Rong Jiu was unable to enter Dumbledore's office, after all, she had mastered the password a long time ago.But she was very lucky to meet Professor McGonagall who came here, successfully met Professor Dumbledore with her, and told her about her discovery.

Knowing that this is a part that cannot be asked, Rong Jiu tactfully changed the subject: "Professor Dumbledore, can you tell me about 'Legiliency'?"

Dumbledore smiled slightly: "Ah, I'm afraid I can't give you good advice. In fact, I can't pretend that I'm not an expert, but there is someone who can give you more detailed instructions."

That girl "confessed" everything under this spell.Rong Jiu is still very interested in this kind of spell similar to "mind reading".

"Professor, you misunderstood me, I don't want to learn it." Rong Jiu spread his hands helplessly, "If this kind of magic technique involving the mind is not necessary, I hope to get in touch with it a little more, at least when I am more mature or have three views. It is more clear. Someone in the ancestors had a nervous breakdown because of premature exposure to it, so the Rong family has a family rule that they must not learn such spells until they are adults-I don’t want to be beaten to death by my father. I am just very interested. Are there any restrictions on its principles and conditions? For example, the effect of casting spells on people with stronger minds is worse?"

"This is a very interesting idea, maybe we can study it." Dumbledore seemed a little surprised, "You are right, the spell is not only related to the method or strength of the caster, but more to him. Desire , will, emotion, or... love."

Speaking of this, the old man was in a daze: "The greatest miracle in this world is not magic or Taoism, but comes from people themselves - 'love', so deep and superficial, universal and precious."

Dumbledore seemed to be immersed in some kind of memory, unable to extricate himself, every wrinkle became tender at this moment.

After a while, he came back to his senses: "Ah, sorry, the elderly always like to recall the past."

Rong Jiu smiled and said nothing.

Dumbledore shook his head: "Actually, your mind is mature enough. If I hadn't believed my eyes, I would have thought that the person sitting in front of me was a seventh-grade student."

Rong Jiu shrugged: "Principal, if you ask Professor Snape, he will definitely not agree with your idea."

"He's a very serious professor," Dumbledore nodded, "but I don't think he would have a different perception from me."

If the professor heard this... he would probably look at Dumbledore with contempt, and then say contemptuously, "I think you're an old fool, that's all? She's just a husky with a little brain, quiet It’s like that, when she gets crazy, she dares to beat herself!”

But Snape wasn't here, so they couldn't hear his real thoughts, so Dumbledore forced Snape's thoughts to be the same as his own, there was nothing wrong with it...

Dumbledore continued to study the diary, Rong Jiu chatted with Phineas, the old Phineas must have been lonely for too long, he was so eloquent, Rong Jiu was dumbfounded and had nothing to say. The power to interrupt.

In the midst of this peace, there was a knock on the door.

"Ah...he's here." Dumbledore raised his head, without any movement, the door was slowly opened, revealing the awkward boy with messy hair behind him, inviting him into this warm and interesting office .

"Professor Dumbledore...uh." Harry belatedly noticed the girl trapped on the sofa, he was a little embarrassed, paused, but still smiled, "Hi."

"Hello, Harry." Rong Jiu greeted with a smile.She is in a good mood, after all, she just blocked old Phineas, and now the portrait still looks unlovable.Then I belatedly remembered the previous incident of compound decoction, and felt a little embarrassed.

Dumbledore didn't seem to notice the embarrassment that pervaded the two of them. He waved his wand, and a soft sofa appeared opposite Rong Jiu. The two sofas seemed to come out of an assembly line: "Sit."

Harry hesitated, but sat down anyway.

"About this matter, I think you two are very clear." Dumbledore's expression became serious: Rong Jiu discovered Ginny's anomaly, and the diary had already fallen into Harry's hands at that time, so it was from Harry. He got it from Leigh, who of course knew the whole process, "I must thank you, boys. Without you, this school would have some small troubles-of course, no troubles would be the best. "

Both of them laughed.

"However, there are other things that I must tell you." Dumbledore cleared his throat. "You all know that this diary contains Voldemort's soul."

Having said that, he stopped, his wise eyes swept over the two people in front of him.Harry twisted his body in embarrassment, Rong Jiu stared at the front with a serious face, neither of them panicked because of this taboo name in the wizarding world, which made him very satisfied (in fact, Rong Jiu didn't care about Voldemort at all. I have no idea, I just know that this person seems to be very powerful.), he continued: "Voldemort has always been good at using everything that can be used, from his background, blood, ability, to the strengths and weaknesses of others, and even the relationship between people. The friendship or gap between them. Of course, what he is best at is using people's hearts. Just like Miss Weasley's heart is eager to be cared for, so he will be taken advantage of."

Harry looked up.

"Actually, it's just a part of his soul." Dumbledore laughed. "This confirms what I've always suspected—that he separated his soul and hid it in something. That means He will come back, and by then, you will be exposed to his gaze and make your choices."

Needless to say, Rong Jiu was the only one to choose.Harry's parents were all blown to death by that psychopath, and he didn't have to choose at all. Even if he chose Voldemort, they wouldn't want it.

But Rong Jiu didn't have the consciousness to choose at all, she still kept a serious face, but no matter how you look at it, it seems to be serious and perfunctory...

"The time cannot be determined. But I hope you can prepare yourself, exercise your heart, and unite those who can be united." Dumbledore's eyes stopped on Harry, "The most terrible enemy is always yourself. "

Harry's face turned red - wasn't that why they lost 350 points for Gryffindor?Mistrusting their friends and making their own way has carved a deep scar between them that will never heal.

But it seemed that Dumbledore had finished his business.He picked up the cup in front of him and took a sip comfortably: "Do you have any questions?"

He looked at the two people in front of him gently, which made Rong Jiu a little dazed—is this the end?Just to say that there are so many things?

"Actually, Professor Dumbledore, if I remember correctly, the Malfoy family was Voldemort before—oh, the mysterious man. Then why did you tell me this?" Rong Jiu asked.

Harry blushed even more, he seemed to think that Rong Jiu was mocking him.And Dumbledore seemed to be waiting for her question: "Your name is still Jiurong."

"But I'm also Cassiopeia Malfoy." Rong Jiu added seriously.

Dumbledore smiled softly: "But you are also Jiurong."

Rong Jiu lowered his eyes, but the corners of his mouth turned up, and when he spoke again, his tone was much lighter: "So Professor, you came to us today to tell me that we should study hard and improve every day?"

"Of course, this is only one of the purposes." Dumbledore said gently, "Jine, without your keenness, the situation Hogwarts would face would not be so easy. As I said, you helped me A big favor, including Mr. Malfoy. For that, I award Slytherin sixty points."

Rong Jiu's expression brightened quickly: "Thank you, Professor Dumbledore!"

"You deserve it." Dumbledore nodded.

"As for Harry," he turned to the other side, staring at Harry for a long time, until Rong Jiu felt full of pressure, before he spoke again, "I can't open the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets without you. I will also reward you... fifty points."

Rong Jiu propped up her chin, and congratulated Harry with a smile. She had already begun to calculate in her heart: With these sixty points, Ravenclaw, who is comparable to Slytherin, should be thrown away this time, and the rest of the time only needs to be The Slytherins are not going to die, the Academy Cup must be theirs, and no one can even try to share it!

Moreover, seeing how miserable Gryffindor is, the professor must be in a good mood. Adding up the two together, her salary will definitely increase. Don't be too happy for the rest of the time!

"Jiu, if I remember correctly, your time with Professor Snape is almost up," Dumbledore said.

Rong Jiu dared to bet with all her chocolates, she heard correctly, Dumbledore must be gloating!

"Yes." She looked like a husky with drooping ears. "Ten minutes."

"It seems that I can't keep you today." Dumbledore laughed, "Looking forward to your progress."

Rong Jiu gritted his teeth.

Dumbledore and Harry obviously had other things to talk about, but that was none of Rong Jiu's business.She gently exited the headmaster's office, and quickly ran to Professor Snape's office - if she was late, even if she added [-] points to Slytherin, there would be no good fruit to eat!

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The matter of the Chamber of Secrets came to an end, Professor Sprout's Mandrake had matured, the petrochemical students were treated, and soon returned to everyone, and the truth of the Chamber of Secrets was revealed to everyone.But Dumbledore also reminded the students that the matter was not completely over, and hoped that the students would remain vigilant.

But Rong Jiu lived a very comfortable life.Slytherin has unparalleled advantages, coupled with their preference for the famous dean, the result of the Academy Cup has no suspense.Therefore, Professor Snape was much gentler.

Good days always pass by so quickly, before the pride of Slytherin and the sorrows of other houses are fully fermented, the end of the term has come.This also means that this semester has come to an end, and they are about to return to their homes to start their summer vacation.

For Rong Jiu, it will be the first time for her to spend a long vacation at someone else's home—of course, her own home in a sense.Then, start a new journey.

Perhaps, it is a journey to die?

The author has something to say:

The matter of the chamber of secrets has come to an end~ Cough, serious face, in Azkaban, the relationship line finally started, after all, Xiao Jiu is still a child [serious face, and reasonable, if you don’t know the ending, you don’t like it Such an old pervert with the same distorted appearance and personality! (cross out cross out)

I feel ashamed that I didn't see many details before the ending. I just looked at it and found it a bit strange. At most, I have some sympathy for the professor's past, but I really can't say I like it...

But in fact, this matter is just an end, there will be more later, really, you have to believe me, these beatings that have not been received now will be received sooner or later, and those who come out to mess around will always have to pay back...

As usual, thank you little angels!And thanks to Qingyan for her serious long comment, refill!Regarding Dumbledore, he is indeed very respectable and definitely an excellent politician.But to be reasonable, as the headmaster, I really feel that I failed... His expressions are purposeful, and he is also habitual to the students as an opponent rather than a junior. Jiu's first thought was to see if she was harmful, and when she found that she was not so dark, her first thought was to win her over and use her, so he is really a very powerful politician, really, he can calmly calculate his own death, which is great, But really not a nice guy.

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