HP's Wretched

When Flotte saw Lupin again, it was Lupine's last day at work...

"How's your injury? Actually, I wanted to visit you a long time ago, but Snape said that you're in training and don't see any visitors." Lupine, who was sitting on the sofa in the ancient rune office, asked a little stiffly.

Why Snape said that, Flott knew very well.

"I have been discharged from the hospital, and my injury will naturally be fine."

Lupine frowned, and his gentle voice was full of apology: "I'm sorry for causing you all these troubles..."

"Actually, this matter can't all be blamed on you, after all..." Flotte tried hard to say something comforting, "This situation is too coincidental."

It is a coincidence among coincidences that an old friend who has been in prison for many years and a traitor who has been suspended animation for so many years appear together, and it happens to coincide with the night of the full moon.

Flotte took a sip from the teacup, and then brought up another topic: "What are you going to do after leaving school? Continue as before?"

Lupine shook his head with a smile and said, "It's different this time. I have an old friend with me. Although I may still be struggling as before, I won't be so lonely anymore."

Flott couldn't help laughing when she heard Lupin's words: "You are very satisfied."

"It's good to be content."

"Actually, you can go to the port I recommended to work, and you can even bring Black. It itself is a secret port and it is very safe." Flott has already learned about the situation that night from other people. Unfortunately, because Lupine The sudden change of wolf led to Peter Pettigrew's escape, and the testimony of these witnesses was meaningless. It's a pity that Sirius Black is still a fugitive.

Lupine's complexion was much rosier than when he first came to Hogwarts, and even the whole person was much more relaxed than before, at least in Flott's eyes.

"No need." Lupine refused with a smile, "Thank you very much for your kindness. You also know that Sirius just came out of the torture in Azkaban. He needs to cultivate. I want to accompany him for a while before thinking about it. Anyway, the money saved during the year of working at Hogwarts is enough for us to live for a while."

Of course, Flote knew that the other party was a kind of polite refusal, since he didn't want to go, what could she say.Flotte shrugged, and put on a understanding expression: "Then if you need it someday, you can come to me at any time."

"Thank you." Lupine thanked gently.

"Oh, that's right!" Flotte seemed to think of something suddenly, and said, "Why did Black destroy the guardian portrait in my office that day?"

"Uh, I don't know too well. I will ask him in the future, but I think he is also suspicious of you."

"Suspect that I'm with Peter Pettigrew?"

Lupine nodded helplessly, as if that was the case.

"Ha, it's interesting." Flotte's expression was not very good. Could it be that she looks so badass?Tsk tsk tsk, where does it look like...

Lupine obviously noticed Flott's unhappiness, and he touched his nose in a little embarrassment. Now that he has already visited people, there is no need to stay any longer to make others unhappy: "Since your body is already It's almost done, so I'm relieved, I won't bother you to recuperate anymore, let's meet later."

"Wait a minute." Seeing that Lupine was about to get up and leave, Flotte hurriedly stopped him, "I have something to return to you."

After Flotte finished speaking, she got up and walked to the desk, picked up the familiar roll of parchment, and said to Lupin: "I brought it from your office that day, and I haven't given it to you since I haven't met you. Now Back to you."

Lupine took the roll of parchment, obviously a little surprised: "I didn't expect it to be in your hands. I thought it might be thrown in the wild." Don't get lost in the Forbidden Forest.

"It's a pity to lose such a good thing. I have never been such a wasteful person. Who made this thing?"

"The four of us did it together." As Lupine said these words, he pulled out his wand from his sleeve, and then casually clicked on the unfolded parchment, accompanied by the Marauder's Map that had never been closed. With a beam of twilight, as if the disappearing ink was tapped, all the names of people and all the corridors disappeared in an instant, leaving only the following paragraph:

"Dear friends:

Wormtail is here to tell you quietly that this is a magical parchment.

Padfoot is warning you, don't try to open it if you don't have the courage, you won't use it anyway.

If you do turn it on, don't marvel at the talents of the four of us, that's Moonface's advice.

And the prongs proudly express to you that although the Marauder's Map is good, it will never be worth one ten-thousandth of the friendship between the four of us. "

Flotte held the roll of parchment and silently read the imprints left by the four youths when they were young. She admired the creator's talent, but she couldn't help but feel a pity for this thing...

There used to be four teenagers laughing, playing and taking risks together, but as time passed, the result was that they walked away and scattered.

At this time, Lupine's eyes also seemed to be shining with a glimmer, as if he also saw the beautiful past of the four of them through the thin parchment between the lines...

"Apart from you, the other three are all illegal Agomanis?" Flotte asked to bring Lupin back to his mind. She didn't think it was a good thing that Lupin was deeply saddened by memories.

Lupine clicked and pointed to the "code name" displayed on the Marauder's map to explain to Flott: "The moon face is me, I think you understand the meaning. Padfoot is Sirius, his elder brother Manis It's a big dog, and Prong is James, and his Argomanis is a stag, and Wormtail is... Peter Pettigrew, and you know what his Argomanis is."

"What grade did they learn it? Was it self-taught?"

"Around the third and fourth grades, yes, self-taught." When Lupine said this, the pride on his face was self-evident.

The lemon juice in Flotte's heart was completely sour. Look at her poor Transfiguration results, and look at those mischievous robbers from the college next door. They are self-taught!What a gap, what a gap!

Not only are they smart, but two of them even look handsome among boys, but it is a pity that God is jealous of talents, and their life circumstances are enough to prove that Merlin is fair. One unfortunately died young, and the other was wrongly imprisoned for 12 years , tsk tsk tsk, it's better for an ordinary person like her to live a normal life... Well, her life is actually not normal...

……

After seeing Lupin off, Flotte sat on the bed and played with the wand that was no longer useful to her.In the past three years since Harry entered school, it can be said that his life has been extremely unsettled. Almost every year, something happened more or less, and there were even two times when he was just short of the last step before the Dark Lord's recovery.Flott would not believe the Ministry of Magic's whitewashing remarks, she would rather believe what she saw - the Dark Lord was still trying to find a way to make a comeback.

It's been 12 years... No, it should be 13 years in a few months, and he still hasn't given up.

Flotte stretched out her hand and patted the bedside table next to it. With the slap, a huge gap was suddenly cracked on the ceiling facing the bed, and yellow light was still shining through the gap from time to time.

This is the magic circle to heal Flott's body. It was originally designed to suppress the disease and restore mana. However, as time passed, the effectiveness of the magic circle seemed to be lost as well, and it didn't work at all.

Flotte has been transformed many times, and even removed all the impurities in the magic circle, leaving only the purest magic to purify the black magic scars remaining in her body that hinder the flow of magic, but the effect is even negligible .

Since it's useless, Flotte simply doesn't use it anymore, but today I'm bored and I'll take a picture later.

Flotte sat in the center of the bed, crossed her legs, emptied her brain, and began to meditate under the illumination of the huge magic circle as usual, feeling the power in her body flowing unconsciously.But today, the feeling it brings to her is not the same as before...

Accompanied by a stabbing pain in her right hand, Flotte suddenly opened her eyes and looked over, and found that the black spots that had disappeared were slowly reappearing on Flotte's hand!

This... what's the situation?Nothing like this has ever happened before!

The tingling pain on the right hand was obviously not satisfied with this, and they began to combine together, extending the tingling pain along the right arm like Flotte's right half of the body.

Flotte didn't feel well, so she hurriedly leaned out and patted the bedside table again, closing the crack on the top of her head, and only then did she stop the tingling pain on her body.She hastily lifted off the clothes on her body, observed carefully, and sure enough, all the dark spots that had gone down have reappeared now!An intuition told her that this incident probably came from the same source as the summoning guard.

Could it be that his body can no longer stand this highly purified magic?This was the first thought that flashed through Flott's mind.

Flotte quickly got out of bed, then frantically ran to the bookshelf to find related books, and only after collecting a stack of books did she carry them to the desk to read...

……

As soon as Snape stood in front of the door of the guardian portrait of the ancient rune office, the door opened by itself.He didn't care about the weirdness of the matter, but entered the house very familiarly, but the person he was looking for was not in the house.

"Flott?" Snape called, not loudly, but loud enough to penetrate the room.

The familiar voice did not respond to him, replaced by a cold voice from a portrait: "Professor Snape, Professor Luster has asked Principal Dumbledore to leave school."

This news was obviously unfamiliar to Snape. He frowned and asked the portrait in dissatisfaction: "Where did she go on leave? When will she be back?"

The aristocratic lady in the portrait shook her head gracefully, and said with great style: "Professor Luster didn't tell me, but just told me before leaving: 'If Professor Snape comes, tell him to look at the table. letter.'"

Snape moved his gaze to Flotte's tidy desk, and sure enough there was a palm-sized piece of parchment in the center of the desk.Snape walked quickly to the desk with his hands behind his back, picked up the parchment and read it, which read:

Dear Severus:

There was a problem with the French shop, and Sibney (second brother-in-law) couldn't help it, so I had to come forward.Anyway, it was the end of the semester, and the examination papers were all processed, so Dumbledore gave me a holiday in advance.It's just that the incident happened suddenly, and I didn't have time to tell you, so I notified you in this way. I'm really sorry.

I may stay in France for a long time. After all, Orion just gave birth to a baby. As a younger sister, I am also obliged to take care of my little nephew, so I will stay there for about a month or two, and it is very likely that I will live there for the entire holiday. By the way, this also satisfies your desire not to be harassed during the holidays, but without my harassment, you will always use your brain full of potion formulas, and remember that you still have to eat, sleep, I don't want to see you lying in the house with your body smelling bad when you come back.

As for my medicine, you can mail it directly, anyway, you know the address, if the ratio is reduced by a week, I will not die, you can rest assured!

Okay, that's all, I wish you a happy holiday in the days without me.

your troublemaker

Flutter (ghost face)

Snape looked at the grimace sticking out his tongue next to the final signature, and his face turned completely black.Lies, all lies!

With Flotte's narrow-minded personality, how could it be possible for her to stay under the same roof for a month or two with Orion, and even pretend to be a babysitter, what kind of sisterly love!Do you think he, Snape, is a fool?

Snape angrily rolled and rolled the parchment until it was so firm that it couldn't be tightened any more, then the dark-faced Snape threw it into the wastebasket beside him.

Oh, let's die, let's go to France, watch, don't think about asking him to save you if something happens!

The author has something to say:

Your troublemaker——Flote!

The useless Flotte is officially offline. Although the one who is about to go online is also quite useless, she will definitely not hold back the professor.This terrifying woman is finally about to do something serious...

Three days in a row, I’m so good (I’m so embarrassed by my shameless words, hahahahahahaha, tactical haha)

Well, in fact, I am catching up with the content, so hurry up and finish this fanfiction with more than 100 chapters in May!