[HP] The Last Demon King

On a starry night, there should be no students lingering in Hogwarts castle, but there is a slender figure standing in the airy owl hut. The girl's black curly hair reaches her waist, her indifferent expression and the hair on her head The shining moonlight coincides with the surrounding dilapidated shacks, exuding the loneliness that tempts stepping into the abyss step by step.

Potter stood at the door of the shed for an indefinite amount of time, until Eridins turned around and saw him, then he came back to his senses and hurriedly explained: "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to..."

Eridins was not surprised to see that Potter was not in the slightest, and she wrote calmly, "Are you here to post?"

"I... I just wandered around and couldn't sleep." Potter said vaguely, "What are you doing here?"

"Look at the big head." Eridins turned her eyes to a colorful owl in the shed, and the big head avoided seeing her immediately after meeting her gaze.

Seeing that Datou was indeed staying in the shed, Potter groaned, unable to find a suitable topic for a while.

"Are you still having nightmares?" Eridins asked, saving him from embarrassment.

Potter nodded his chin vaguely, and a distressed expression gradually emerged on his face.

The two of them were silent under the night wind and moonlight, neither of them spoke, and Eridins did not mention leaving. She quietly looked at the starry sky outside the wooden fence without glass, waiting for Potter to speak.

After a while, Potter finally broke the silence, his voice flowed in the night, and it was also stained with the color of night mourning: "I sneaked into Snape's Pensieve today, and saw the memory of his reading. "

Aridins turned her head to look at Potter, who had a sad and chilling expression on Potter's face.

"I saw my dad. Snape kept saying that he was an arrogant and conceited person. I always believed that it was just Snape's slander against him...I was always proud of him. I always thought he was an upright, Fantastic people...”

"What did you see?" Eridins approached him with a soft look in her eyes, encouraging him to tell what he saw.

Potter began to tell slowly, he hesitated at the beginning, then he spoke faster and faster, and the grief and indignation in his tone became more and more obvious, he excitedly described everything he saw, including how his father He viciously teased and teased the young Snape. When he finished speaking, all the strength in his whole body seemed to be taken away suddenly. It proved his excitement just now.

Eridins looked at him for a while, then suddenly smiled, the moonlight softened her expression, and the starlight seemed to be in her shining black pupils, Potter's heart beat violently at this inopportune moment, and then he Seeing Eridins said, "You think your father is a good and honest man, and that's why you feel cheated."

"I don't think I've been cheated..." Potter argued in a weak voice.

But Eridins ignored him: "But are there really good and bad people in this world?"

Potter looked puzzled.

"Do you think Umbridge is a bad guy?" Eridins asked.

"Of course!" Potter said without hesitation.

"She has a mother with dementia. Every day after get off work, she would buy a strawberry cake from the cake shop on the street and bring it to her mother. She would take time to chat with her mother every day, and would take her out for a walk. She would travel abroad with her mother once a year. , their travel photos have filled five albums—"

"If you were her mother, do you think Umbridge is a bad person?" Eridins looked at Potter calmly, and Potter blushed slightly under her gaze, and replied with some difficulty: "... …no."

"Your father bullied a person who had no strength to fight back just because of his own mood. For the insulted Snape, is he a bad person?"

Potter said nothing, but nodded painfully. No one knew better than him what it was like to be humiliated in public among a circle of onlookers.

"But he loves you, and loves you and your mother more than life. In order to protect you, he stood in front of Voldemort fearlessly and unarmed. To you, is he also a bad person?"

The ridicule in Eridins' eyes flashed away, and all that remained was compassion: "Whatever your father did to others, what does it matter to you? You love your father, and your father loves you. That's what matters most to you."

What is good and what is evil?

History is written by the victors, and good and evil are also determined by the victors.

Values ​​are determined by the shepherd, and Eridins is to be the shepherd so that her values ​​become the values ​​of the world.

"I'm going back, you should go to bed earlier." Aridins left Potter, who was in a daze and conflicted, walking towards the door of the shed.

"Eridins! Umbridge...how do you know so much about her mother?" Potter called after her, recovering.

Eridins turned her head and smiled, "I made it up."

As soon as the Easter holiday was over, the fifth grade students ushered in employment consultation appointments. After eating lunch, Eridins came to Snape's office alone. Snape was soaking in a pile of biological organs and magic Behind the bottle of medicine looked up at her.

"Sit down." He said coldly.

Aridins sat down in the chair across from his desk.

"Presumably you also know that this conversation is intended to help you decide what subjects to study for the next two years." Snape stared at Eredins with deep and cold eyes for a while, and continued: "After you graduate What kind of work do you want to do?"

"politician."

Snape's mouth cracked into a mocking smile: "You want to be the Minister of Magic?"

Whatever he thought, Eridins nodded.

With a cold face, Snape took out a blue and white lace leaflet from a large stack of leaflets on the table, moved his eyes to it and said coldly: "The Ministry of Magic requires at least four N.E.w.Ts certificates. It can't be less than good - it's very simple for you, as long as you maintain your current grades, entering the Ministry of Magic is a breeze."

Although he didn't say it, the sneer of "a place like the Ministry of Magic" was clearly written on Snape's face.

Coming out of Snape's office, Roberta, who was waiting outside the door, jumped over immediately: "Sister, did you say where you're going to work?"

"Ministry of Magic," Eridins replied.

Roberta immediately said: "Then I will also enter the Ministry of Magic in the future!"

"How does she look?" they asked, as they walked toward the Slytherin common room.

"I hid her where absolutely no one could find her, and I was careful not to be found when I came back—the fat pig was still asleep when I left, snoring like thunder, Drooling." Roberta's doll had a look of disgust on her face, but when she looked up at Eridins, her light brown eyes turned to sparkle like a puppy discovering a treasure. "That kind of box—does my sister still have it? I want one too. Lock grandma in."

The space box is what the fake Moody used to imprison the real Moody. Eridins bought it in Knockturn Alley last year. For some reason, this item that should have been confiscated by the Ministry of Magic circulated in Borgin-Bock Magic Shop.

"Really." Eridins replied flatly, "Let me teach you a more convenient spell."

"Really?! What spell does my sister want to teach me?" Roberta was completely excited, her round eyes widened, and she looked at Eridins adoringly.

"The Imperius Curse," Eridins wrote. "Do you want to learn it?"

Roberta's smile was slightly different from the last second, and there was a trace of viciousness on the face of the baby fat doll. She said immediately without hesitation: "I want to learn."