[HP] Can you be gentle with me

At least she now knows the whereabouts of a few Horcruxes, Tahlia thought happily, and in a few days, she will finally be able to return to school as a sixth grader, and she won't need to report to Voldemort every day—for now Yes, after all, she will graduate from school in two years, but let's worry about things in the future, anyway, she is really getting used to it.

The current self is still hesitant about the future. It should be said that she will die under Voldemort's hands at some point, so she is not qualified to talk about the future at all.

Maybe I'm the only one who has this kind of trouble...

Lily had already determined her ambition, and she always told herself that she wanted to be a therapist. Seeing that she was as angry as Mrs. Pomfrey, Tahlia felt that it was perfect.

Needless to say, Snape had been aiming to get close to Voldemort from the moment he entered school, even though Tahlia still wanted him to give up this ambition, but...see, he was also working hard to achieve his goal.

Originally, James and the others never thought about such things, but after Tahlia woke them up with a harsh scolding that day, they completely changed.

And everyone found that this changed.

The Potter quartet, who had always been unprincipled, was much quieter, no longer playing pranks everywhere, and even, as everyone noticed, it seemed that they no longer had conflicts with Snape.

Even when they met in the corridor, they just glanced at each other and then passed each other. The confrontation scenes that used to be staged in the past were completely gone.

And their grades have also improved by leaps and bounds. It's not that their grades were not good before. What I want to say is that, except for Peter, the grades of the other three have always been among the top few in the school year, but now it feels... even better... …

Even the professors began to look at the four of them with approval. They were obviously very pleased that these children had finally grown up. They stopped using their cleverness for pranks and began to seriously consider the future.

Apparently all four of them thought that being Auror was the best option to fight Voldemort, but Peter couldn't do it.

Although he studied hard, there were still several subjects that did not meet the standards of the advanced class. Seeing him so disappointed, Tahlia also felt a little bit sad. After all, all his friends were so good, only he seemed Much stupider, which always gives him a sense of inferiority, a deep, deep sense of inferiority.

After he angrily cut his parchment for the third time because he wrote the wrong definition, Tahlia finally couldn't help but speak. "Peter, you don't need to be so impatient to study..."

"But you're always so far away from me, Tahlia!" Peter yelled loudly for the first time in front of them, shocking everyone. "Tahlia, you...and you..." He looked at the other friends who were stunned. "You've always been able to learn easily!" he said loudly. "You don't understand how I feel at all!" As he said, he threw his backpack on his shoulders and rushed out of the Response Room, leaving behind a few people who still didn't react.

Remus was the first to realize that he wasn't as smart as James and the others. He understood Peter's emotions a little bit, because he often envied them for being so talented and able to do everything with ease, so he immediately Jumping up from his seat, he opened his mouth and let the others stay.

"I don't think Peter would want any of you to go over now..." he said softly. "I didn't mean to offend—" After finishing speaking, he also grabbed his backpack and chased him out.

Tahlia is obviously still in shock, she has never seen Peter yelling like this before, and she also didn't think that she always gave Peter such oppression, she always thought she was trying to build his confidence .

Sensing Tahlia's sad mood, Sirius hastened to speak. "Hey Tahlia, don't pay attention to what Peter said, he's not blaming you—"

"But he's not wrong." Tahlia said softly.

Maybe it's arrogant to say that, but she really doesn't understand what it's like to be bad at school, because it's always been her best and favorite thing.

Remus caught up to Peter in no time.

"Wormtail." Remus said, stretched out his hand to grab Peter who was still going forward, and forced him to stay where he was.

Luckily Peter wasn't very tall.

"Remus..." Peter called out weakly without looking back.

Remus walked up to Peter and looked down at him.

"I, I don't overreact..." Peter said timidly without looking up. "Will Tahlia be angry?"

"How could she be angry?" Remus said angrily. "I think she's just feeling guilty about you."

Peter looked up, puzzled. "Guilty for me?"

He'd just yelled at Tahlia, and Remus said she was guilty of him instead?

Remus sighed. "Peter, everyone is born with high or low talents and abilities. We can't blame others for their good talents. I think you have many advantages that they don't—"

"What's so good about me..." Peter muttered. "I always give you trouble..."

"Aren't you a great doll?" Remus reminded. "Then we can't do it."

Peter was still muttering. "That's useless..."

"It's not going to be of any use at all!" Remus said hastily, thinking quickly about what this speciality would be useful for, and then anxiously realized that he hadn't thought of it at all.

Peter had a look of disbelief on his face. "Otherwise, what's the use of talking about it?"

"This..." Remus forced a smile, and said wisely. "Isn't it possible to make it for others to buy!" He said, the reason is really far-fetched, but until now, he has no choice but to continue to play. "Think about it, your doll is so good. If you open a small store and make many cute dolls, I believe many people will buy them for their children!"

He talked more and more vigorously. "If you become famous in the future, more people will definitely come, and then you will be able to make a lot of money, ahem..." Realizing that the words seemed a bit exaggerated, he quickly coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment. "In short, don't keep comparing your shortcomings with others' strengths, otherwise you will really be sad for the rest of your life." He said seriously. "Look at Tahlia, she studies so well, but when it comes to flying, she's a mess... I've never seen anyone who can't even hold a broom well—"

Peter burst out laughing.

Thinking of Tahlia staring blankly at the broom in the previous flight lessons, and Tahlia's screams of astonishment after the broom lost control and flew away by itself──Peter suddenly felt that his flying was actually pretty good...

He nodded. "I see, Moony." A lovely smile appeared. "I've always known that Tahlia was patient with me..." he said seriously. "Even when the professors didn't want to talk to me, she was the only one who would not dislike me—" He suddenly showed a flustered look when he said this. "Merlin, what I did just now... Tahlia definitely doesn't want to talk to me anymore──" she lowered her head sadly. "I just don't want to disappoint her."

"You didn't disappoint her," Remus said. "She has always been the one who knows your strengths best, how could she be disappointed in you?" She reached out and patted Peter on the shoulder. "Let's go back, I think they're waiting for you—"

Originally Peter was a bit timid, but under Remus' insistence, he obediently followed behind him and returned to the Room of Requirement.

"Sorry, Peter."

As soon as Peter entered, James was greeted with folded hands and sincere apology. Remus took one look at Tahlia, realizing immediately that this was her order.

"We shouldn't always call you stupid," James continued, despite Peter's expressionless expression. "You're not stupid, it's just that we're too smart—ahem," he quickly corrected his sentence, feeling the oppression coming from behind him. "In short, you have many advantages that we don't have, so don't always think that you can't catch up with us. In fact, we can't catch up with you in many aspects."

"James..." Peter froze, only uttering his name.

Sirius also stepped forward, reaching out and ruffling Peter's hair. "Okay, Wormtail, I have to apologize to you too, you're really not stupid, it's just that you're slow to react—oh! Tahlia, it hurts!" Turning his head, he looked at Tahlia who was smiling behind him with a mournful face.

Tahlia slowly withdrew the hand that hit Sirius on the head just now, and smiled. "Peter, you're right, I really don't understand how you feel, you have every reason to lose your temper with us—listen to me first," she stopped Peter from opening his mouth to say something. "You can lose your temper with me, I don't think I get angry so easily..."

"I..." Peter stroked his head. "I didn't lose my temper, Tahlia──" looked at Tahlia seriously. "I really like you—"

The effect of the latter sentence is astonishing.

The one who reacted the most was Sirius, who almost roared. "Peter!" Then he jumped at him, and Peter, who was short in stature, immediately fell back to the ground without paying attention.

"Oh! Sirius──" It was only at this moment that Peter realized what he said just now... Sirius must have misunderstood him. "I-I didn't mean that! I-I don't like Tahlia...I mean, I like Tahlia—no, no..." He was talking completely incoherently, staccatoly. "I mean, I like Tahlia, as a friend!" Finally, he finally expressed his meaning.

"I know what you mean..." Sirius stood up embarrassingly, patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, and muttered.

Of course he knew that the liking Peter said was not the same as his own liking, but he couldn't help being excited, and now he realized that he had reacted, which was embarrassing——cautiously turned his head and glanced at Tahlia.

Tahlia didn't express anything, but she was obviously embarrassed, standing aside in a daze, with her mouth slightly open.

It took a long time before she opened her mouth and looked at everyone seriously. "I like you all too, as friends---" imitating what Peter said just now.

James and the others immediately sympathized with their good buddy.

Tahlia's words definitely meant that Sirius still had a lot of room for effort.