[HP] Tsundere from afar

I didn't go to practice that night, which was equivalent to skipping class.

After returning to the dormitory, I rushed to the bathroom and exposed my shoulders for a closer look.A deep tooth mark appeared on the originally white skin, which seemed to be a fly in the ointment. I almost frowned as if I went to the medical room to find Madam Pomfrey to cure it, but after thinking about it, it was very wrong.

How can I explain this tooth mark?

If I bite it myself, but my neck is not that long.

If it was bitten by a pet dog, it is obviously not the dog's tooth marks.

If Hannah bit me, forget it, Hannah will kill me.

I took a closer look at the tooth marks and pouted my mouth---

Thankfully Draco's teeth were growing straight.

The next day I was woken up by Hannah with a "ring bang", and after grooming, I tied myself a twist and looked very refreshed.

As I walked the corridors, I could feel the tension at Hogwarts growing.

Because of Umbridge's trial class, there have been more and more disputes between Hogwarts departments. Recently, Gryffindor and Slytherin have been fighting each other, and Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff Always stay calm.

It seems that no one can stop the gay couple Lion Yard and Snake Yard from falling in love with each other and killing each other.

Hannah and I walked into the lobby to eat, and after we were seated, I saw Draco at the Slytherin table with a smug face.I just felt out of sight and out of mind, just when I wanted to look away, he raised his eyebrows at me a little, and then pointed at me.

I silently twitched the corners of my mouth.

At this moment, Hermione gave us D. A Gallon was slowly heating up in her pocket. This was her way of informing us of the evening practice, which could effectively prevent Umbridge from spying on us.

Harry asked us to practice by ourselves tonight. He has actually taught me a lot. There are some spells that I never dared to think of before.Longbottom finally manages to use "Anime Arms", which Hannah rewards him with a French kiss.

It made me blush and think of Draco.

"The class is coming to an end first, and we'll see you after the holiday." Harry said to us after tonight's class. Everyone obviously felt that it was not enjoyable enough, but Harry is really a very good teacher.

We all gave Harry a big round of applause. It was a real round of applause. Everyone was tempered by these studies.

"See you later, Harry." I waved my hand at Harry, and walked out of the Room of Requirement with Hannah.

"See you later." Harry smiled at me, and walked to Cho who was beside the mirror.open.

I suddenly felt that Harry's spring was coming, although it was a bit late.

At one corner of the entry lobby I caught a glimpse of platinum, which made me stop abruptly and say goodbye to Hannah.

"Draco?" I gradually approached the corner and called out, but my hand was pulled and I fell to the side, and it was Draco who caught my eye.

"Listen, Eve." Draco bent slightly and looked at me at the same level. He looked around a little uneasy: "I can't talk to you too much now, but you'd better organize less gatherings."

"Why?" I frowned.

"Because Umbridge can't take it anymore." He squinted his eyes, and suddenly looked at my shoulder as if thinking of something, then he touched his nose, "Is that tooth mark... still there?"

"It's already been removed by me to reduce swelling and stop bleeding!" I said stubbornly, and I still didn't mind the time when he left with Pan Xi without any regard for my face.

As a result, Draco covered his stomach and laughed, he rubbed my braids as if he couldn't help it: "You still asked me to use it for you to reduce swelling and stop bleeding last time, Eve!"

I moved away from Draco angrily, but he still held me in his arms: "Just a little while, Eve."

"Where's the bracelet I gave you?"

I tucked my left foot behind my right foot slightly uncomfortably, since I'd always worn that bracelet as an anklet.I said angrily: "Throw it away!"

Draco hugged me and laughed out loud, as if what I just said was teasing him.After I finally shyly broke away from Draco, he stuffed me with a very strange gift, a two-way mirror with a beautiful pattern on the frame.

He winked at me: "Contact me at night."

I almost tilted my head thinking about what he was talking about, contact in the dream?

When I got back to the dormitory, I threw the mirror in the suitcase and never cared about it again, because I already had a smaller and better-looking mirror than this one.Thinking of this, I fell asleep beautifully.

The next day, Harry walked into the lobby almost exhausted, as if he had been fighting with others all night——

I guess Professor Snape and Harry practiced Occlumency all night.

But we got home safe and sound, at least I put on the headband that was said to be a Portkey, and I don't think even Hogwarts is safe anymore.

Because since I am sure to stand with the protagonist, I have to accept the ending of being cannon fodder at any time; but if I stand with the villain, I have to be ready to be killed at any time.

Both sides are dead, and I plan to drop out of school.

But something happened that inevitably happened, and I didn't even have time to tell Ruth that I wanted to leave school.When I got off the Hogwarts Express, Madam Malkin came to pick me up. She seemed to be hesitant to speak, which was confirmed to a certain extent after I returned to the familiar home. .

Ruth is sick, and the news is worse than Voldemort asking me to kiss him.

And it's not just a common cold or a fever or a stomach infection that a bottle of potion can fix. Russ looks like he's going to see his ancestors the next second. His hair is already gray and I won't describe it much. It's just that Ruth's hawk-like eyes are no longer the same as before.

The wizard's aging seems to be a momentary thing. I blinked and Ruth was terribly weak. I blinked again and Ruth was too tired to open his eagle eyes to see his little girl.

So I dare not blink these days, almost sticking to Ruth, hoping not to miss every minute of him.I was terrified that if I blinked one more time I wouldn't hold back the tears, and when I wiped them away, Ruth couldn't even breathe.

"Russ, get better soon, and I'll take the initiative to copy all the books in the basement when you get better soon." I lay down beside his bed and talked to him.

He opened his eyes drowsily and looked at me. His brown eyes were full of effort and relief. There was a smile at the corner of his mouth. I wished he could slap me with a vicious tongue. I promise not to pull his beard off.

"I'll try my best, Eve."

"Mrs. Malkin, what happened to Grandpa Ruth?" I finally couldn't help asking Mrs. Malkin.

The pudgy witch was already sobbing. She covered her face with a handkerchief, her eyes were already red: "Mr. Ruth and I are very close, and I don't want him to be like this, Eve."

After Mrs. Malkin calmed down, I poured a cup of black tea for this mother-like witch: "Why? Please tell me."

"I've seen Mr. Ruth like this before, but that was more than ten years ago." Mrs. Malkin slowly calmed down while holding tea, but her look full of memories made me feel sad: "Mr. Ruth's lover at that time, Killed by a mysterious person."

"Mr. Ruth actually belonged to the Selwyn family, but during that dark time his family supported the mysterious man, so he broke away from his father's family. At the same time, he wanted to use the power of his mother's family to avenge his lover, but it was useless .”

Mrs. Mojin wanted to speak but stopped: "He was killed by that person."

"Killed?" I said in disbelief, I felt that my face must be pale now: "If Russ was killed, why is he still alive now? Could it be that I have been living with ghosts?"

"Eve." Madam Malkin choked up, "Because of the Philosopher's Stone!"

"Nicolas Flamel's Philosopher's Stone?" I said the name silently.

"Yes! Mr. Flamel has the last Philosopher's Stone, through which the elixir of life can be brewed. Mr. Ruth survived by relying on the elixir of life." Mrs. Malkin held my hand.

"But why?" I suddenly stopped talking, but covered my mouth in surprise.

"There is a problem with the Philosopher's Stone, Eve." Madam Malkin stroked my hair: "Mr. Nicholas Flamel's Philosopher's Stone was destroyed for some reason."

I suddenly stood up trembling, almost screaming: "No! This is murder."

I thought of Voldemort at that moment, and I always felt that the matter of the Philosopher's Stone had something to do with Voldemort.At this juncture, I began to realize Voldemort's abhorrentness very seriously, and even the people around me were brutally murdered by him.

Mrs. Malkin handed me a mirror before leaving. She told me it was a double-sided mirror and taught me how to use it. She let me use this mirror to contact Nicholas.Monsieur Flamel, he has something to say to me.

It occurred to me that Draco had sent me one of these mirrors, and it was sitting at the bottom of my messy suitcase.

I put the mirror on Ruth's bedside. At this moment, he was sleeping like a dead man, only his weak breathing confirmed the fact that he was alive.Until the double-sided mirror vibrated, I picked up the mirror and turned to the other side, and a gentleman with a big beard was looking at me kindly——

"You must be Eve?"

"Yes, Monsieur Flamel."

"Makin should tell you about Albert?" Flamel glanced back and saw Ruth who was sleeping soundly on the bed.I thought about it, and I did hear that Benson.Selwyn called Ruth "Uncle Albert," so I nodded.

"Albert's not doing well and I'll be picking him up at Christmas."

I almost squeezed the handle of the mirror: "Where are you going?"

"The portrait master." Flame raised his head over there, and he straightened his posture: "If you still want to see him in the portrait in the future."

"Can you continue to use the elixir of life, where..." I asked eagerly.

"Without the Philosopher's Stone, the elixir of life cannot be made, and Ruth's physical condition has been very bad in recent years." Mr. Flamel explained to me from the mirror.

"The black magic left by that person is constantly hurting his soul and body, and he will look older and older. If he doesn't go to the portrait master earlier, Albert will not even be able to live in the portrait."

On this side, I closed the double-sided mirror a little bit in a panic. I saw Ruth lying on the bed like that, and I didn't really have the heart to wake him who was sleeping like this.So I bit my lower lip and walked outside the house, finally sobbing uncontrollably on the balcony.

The living room looked lifeless, and except for looking at my beating Ball in the cage for no reason, I felt that all the good memories of the past were dead.