[HP] If Dudley had a sister

A thin black-haired man with dark gray eyes was lying on the clean white sheets. When he looked closely at Harry, he refused to look away easily, as if he was afraid that he would disappear in the next second not see.

Deborah watched Sirius open and close his mouth a few times, she thought Sirius would cry loudly, or say a complicated "I'm sorry", but in the end Sirius just said calmly:

"Long time no see, Harry."

Harry sniffled and sat on the edge of the hospital bed talking to Sirius. He had too many things to ask, but Sirius answered him patiently because of his godson.

When Sirius saw Deborah, his eyes lit up, and he said, "You and Harry standing together are like Lily and James standing in front of me." His tone was full of nostalgia And sad, Harry seemed to have thought of something, and the roots of his ears were a little red.

Deborah just smiled politely. She didn't like hearing people say she looked like Lily all the time.

What else does she and Lily resemble except that they look alike!where!

Anyway, it's not like it!

After a while, more students went to the infirmary for various reasons, and the most of them were girls. Just like an unknown disease suddenly swept through Hogwarts, a large number of girls began to say She had a headache, stomachache, footache, and even fainted from time to time. Madam Pomfrey was overwhelmed by these "unreasonable" illnesses, and finally put a curtain between Sirius and other student patients in a state of frustration, and announced that Do not stay in the infirmary for too long unless you are seriously ill.

Hermione thought it was a "hero's disease", and some students even speculated that Dumbledore let Sirius live in Hogwarts because the headmaster wanted to arrange for Sirius to become a professor at Hogwarts after recovery-this rumor made Lockhart I feel uneasy.

Deborah wasn't paying too much attention to that. She had been preoccupied with other things—Cedric's birthday was coming up.

Although it meant that it was already October, she was still hesitant about choosing a gift.On Harry's birthday, she had already given him a hand-woven bracelet. Of course, she was too embarrassed to do the same to others. On Hermione's birthday, she gave her a music box.

When she was in a relationship with Cedric before, she naturally knew about his hobbies superficially, and she also knew that Cedric's favorite star was a Quidditch player——Cedric hangs him every day in the third week lips.

Maybe the other party already has the same poster, so it's better to give the player the team's uniform, right?

"What are you thinking?" Ron said suddenly, walking into Deborah.

Deborah was taken aback, put the team uniform behind her in a hurry, and said, "It's okay, what do you want me to do?"

"Oh—it's the headmaster looking for you."

"Thanks for telling me," Deborah said, hurrying off with her team jersey—she didn't want anyone to know what her birthday present was, at least not until the recipient got it.

Ron narrowed his eyes into a line, and after a moment of silence, he excitedly ran to look for Harry, who had just come out of the infirmary with a smile on his face.Ron secretly pulled Harry to a corridor that no one usually walks, and said mysteriously: "I just saw Deborah hiding something—"

"What?" Harry suddenly became nervous.

"Like that Quidditch team uniform we've always liked, do you think she's going to give it as a Halloween present?"

"Ron, no one picks out anything special to give on Halloween, it's candy and pumpkins, or pranks," said Harry.

"Who knows - Deborah loves to give gifts almost every holiday, no matter what the festival is. Don't you receive more gifts from her than you can count?"

"Maybe it's her friend's birthday," Harry said, but his heart kept beating.

Ron was obviously not persuaded, he muttered: "Who else is Deborah's friend who would give gifts on purpose besides us? Hermione's birthday is too early, and her other roommates are not particularly close to her..."

Hearing these words, the drum in Harry's heart beat even harder.

Deborah, unaware that Ron was gossiping about who she would give the gift to, stood in front of Dumbledore, her eyes widened in surprise at what the white wizard had just said.

Dumbledore's office is a spacious, beautiful circular room. In fact, the number of times Deborah has been in this room recently has made her familiar with the portraits of male and female old headmasters hanging on the walls. Most of the time They'd all dozed off in their picture frames, but this time they were chattering over Dumbledore's words too.

Dumbledore stood calmly in front of the slender-legged table and said nothing.

"Can you... say it again? I don't quite understand." Deborah hesitated.

"I know, this may not make sense to you, but I want the Chamber of Secrets to be a trial for Harry—yes, like the Philosopher's Stone."

"But there are basilisks in the chamber of secrets!" Deborah raised her voice.

"There was Voldemort in the Philosopher's Stone, boy, do you think the Dark Lord is safer than the Basilisk?" Dumbledore laughed.

Deborah lost all confidence, she finally resisted: "That's different..."

"I made an agreement with 16-year-old Tom. He will provide us with the location information of the main soul and other Horcruxes, and I will help him realize one of his secret wishes." Dumbledore said.

"We don't need a place from him at all, and I thought—"

"You think I've got rid of this Horcrux, don't you?" Dumbledore looked at Deborah seriously, the gentleness and tolerance in his eyes seemed to be looking at an immature child.

"Tom at 16 is not the same as the Dark Lord now," Dumbledore added.

"I don't think so," said Deborah coldly.She thought of the young Tom Riddle whom she met every time in the first three episodes. Leaving aside the second and third episodes, her kindness to him in the first episode was not remembered by the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord found her "kindness" ridiculous and ulterior motives.

Although it is true.

"Albus, he is the Dark Lord after all." One of the portraits couldn't help reminding.

Dumbledore seemed to have made up his mind, and his reasons had actually been made clear to Deborah before.

Deborah feels that something has been wrong this week: Why did Dumbledore trust her so much the first time?Why did Dumbledore have the patience to talk to the Dark Lord's Horcrux?According to the rationale of the original book, Dumbledore should get rid of that Horcrux immediately.

For a moment, Deborah felt that some original character in this episode had been "reborn" or "passed through". She looked at Dumbledore suspiciously, trying to see something, but she couldn't see anything.

Deborah actually understood why Dumbledore wanted to train Harry.

—Harry still has a Horcrux on him.

Although it is very simple according to the original book, just go through the plot, block the death curse once and then bring the dead back to life or something!

But what if Voldemort's first reaction when he saw Harry was not to cast a death curse?

If he met Harry, Harry had not experienced a series of dangers because of Deborah's existence, so he had no resistance and was captured obediently.What if Voldemort hated the Boy Who Lived and tortured him with various curses before killing him?

Just like he tortured those "mudbloods".

Deborah sighed.

In the end, she agreed to play a play with Dumbledore and give Harry an experience.

Deborah met Snape as she was leaving Dumbledore's office, she greeted him politely, and Snape nodded nonchalantly, as he did with all the Gryffindors he hated, without much response .Deborah got used to it, and when she returned to the dormitory, Hermione pulled her to write a small paper on Charms together.

After Dumbledore finished talking to Deborah about everything, Deborah didn't immediately tell her what to do. Deborah was also happy to relax. She was immersed in her daily class, complaining about Lockhart and teasing her. The furry Draco, and Harry ran to Hagrid's hut to visit her lovely Al - the owl that was basically not used for communication.

Cedric's birthday present, Deborah finally chose the light blue team jersey, and sewn the small words "CDhappybirthday!" on the back of the collar.

On October [-]th, almost the whole of Hufflepuff was celebrating the birthday of their outstanding house member Cedric. The little badgers in the first grade were just joining in the fun, and almost all the students in the fourth grade were wishing Cedric C - understandable, because Cedric is popular and popular.

Deborah was a little embarrassed when she ran to Cedric with the gift, but they had an appointment to meet somewhere.When Deborah spotted the slender boy at the end of the hallway, she felt that the man's brilliance could never be dimmed—his dark eyes gleamed with joy.

In fact, when you really get along with Cedric, you will find that his handsomeness is easily overlooked, and you will notice more about his easy-going and kindness, as well as his profound knowledge.

Deborah blinked and smiled softly: "Happy birthday."

Cedric smiled back at her: "What do you think my birthday wish is?"

"what?"

"May Merlin bless me, next time I can surpass that Gryffindor primary school girl—"

Deborah giggled amused by his tone and expression, but she didn't linger long, she knew Cedric was busy, the star would be soft on birthday presents, and she didn't want him in Bad memories of missing out on his birthday among his friends.

And Cedric is not afraid to be close to the Hufflepuff common room, but she is already on the verge of nightwalking!It's almost time for the gate! !

When the little blond-haired witch sneaked back to Gryffindor, Harry stood at the door of the common room. He kept his head down when the girl passed him, and finally asked sullenly, "It's so late, where have you been?"

Deborah made a hissing gesture, but Harry only felt that from his angle, he was close enough to see the girl's long golden hair shimmering slightly under the candle.

"I'm going to give presents, um, you know, today is Cedric's birthday, the one who ranked first in Hufflepuff." Deborah said softly.

"I didn't know you knew him."

"You'll like him." Deborah smiled. She thought of the original book and the first few episodes, "He is very nice, the type of friend you always like to meet. It's a bit late, I'll start Back to the dormitory."

The girl waved to him.

Harry stood there silently, watching the girl's slender back.

"I thought... I wouldn't like him."

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Now Syd regards Deborah as a good friend, and the two of them are a bit ambiguous in the kind of "little secret that only you and I know".