HP meets at Hogwarts

Chapter 135 The End of Grade 5 and Confession

As soon as she arrived at the restaurant, Fanny ran up to Ann and started a series of questioning, "Ann, where have you been? I woke up in the morning and thought you were asleep, but when I returned at ten o'clock, I found that you hadn't come back all night? Deng Professor Bullidow is back, and the Daily Prophet has a different front page today? You know—”

"I'm so hungry, I want to eat first." Ann said.

"Okay." Fanny walked to the table with Ann. "I left you a lot of food, because I know you will definitely not miss lunch."

"Yeah, that's great." Ann sat down at the dining table, her eyes shining.

"Well, satisfied—" Ann rubbed her stomach and said, "It feels so good to be full."

"Okay, you are full, tell me quickly."

Ann smiled and said calmly, "I want to confess my love to Hermione."

"Oh my god!" Fanny exclaimed, and the only few people left in the restaurant looked at Fanny, but for the first time, she didn't care about her own image, but looked surprised and excited, "Merlin Come on! Ann! Have you finally figured it out?"

"What happened during this period?" She asked An excitedly, "The news is so sudden——"

"Calm down, calm down! Fanny." Ann glanced at the others in the restaurant, "You sit down first, and I'll talk to you?"

"Well—" Fanny sat down, "well, but you'll go into detail."

"Cough, not today. I'm going back to the dormitory to take a shower later, and I have to go to Dumbledore's office at three o'clock." Ann said, "Cough cough, don't look at me like that, let me tell you first Where did I go last night..."

"That's why I just came back now," Ann said, "The front page of the "Daily Prophet" this morning is probably related to what Harry and the others did last night—"

"That's right," said Fanny, "but you haven't told me why you suddenly thought it out?"

"Cough—" An blushed, "I just feel that if I continue to escape, I may miss an important person, and I will definitely regret it."

"Besides," Ann's tone softened a lot, "I just realized a very important thing recently. Whether I want to or not, I have completely integrated into the magical world, and I can't give up in the future."

Ann looked at the dining room, "Hogwarts is a great place, if someone really plans to destroy it, I shouldn't be able to stand by."

"Also," a smile appeared on the corner of An's mouth, "Although I still can't escape the negative emotions of fear and fear, but here," she pointed to the position of the heart, "some warm things fill it, and it has been here before. There’s a voice speaking and I used to ignore it and try to suppress it, but lately it’s gotten a lot stronger and it’s telling me a lot.”

"It told me that maybe I should try it in my own way." Ann said, with a tone that was completely different from before.

Fanny paused for a moment before she smiled and said, "Ann, you are not the same as you were before."

"Maybe," Ann said, "after all, I really had an impressive birthday yesterday, and got a lot of happy birthdays."

Fanny smiled, and she asked, "Then have you considered when and where to confess your love? Time and place are both important?"

Ann was taken aback, "Uh..." She decided not to tell Fanny that she overslept last night when she decided to wait for Hermione to confess her love as soon as she woke up, "Not yet."

"I think the sooner the better," Fanny said jokingly, "the first year in Gryffindor has definitely been looking forward to this for a long time—"

"Yes." Ann said with a smile, she glanced at her watch, "It's time to go back to the dormitory."

Putting on clean clothes, An breathed a sigh of relief.But she didn't feel relaxed. She had to cheer up when she talked with Dumbledore in the afternoon.

Yes, it was her choice, and it was a big decision for her.If there is anyone in the wizarding world who must want to get rid of Voldemort and is the greatest force on the side of justice, then it must be Dumbledore.

In the past, Ann didn't want to get in touch with Dumbledore too much because she was afraid of being found out about her own secrets, but now, she decided to change her approach.

You have decided, please stick to it.The fifth family motto of the Roland family.

"Lemon honey water." Ann said to the stone monster guarding the door of the principal's office. The stone monster jumped aside, and the wall behind it split in two, revealing a moving spiral staircase behind it.An stepped up, and with the stairs turning round and round, he rose higher and higher.

Finally Ann came to the door of Dumbledore's office with the brass knocker.Taking a deep breath, Anla opened the handle and pushed the door into the office.

Dumbledore's office was not much different from the last time Ann had been here, with portraits of past Hogwarts headmasters hanging on the walls.

"Oh? A Slytherin student? That's rare," said a wizard in a portrait.

Dumbledore was sitting behind his desk writing something, he looked up at Ann with his eyes under the half-moon glasses, "Miss Stoke? You are here, please sit down."

Ann glanced at the perch by the door, there was a young, ugly, featherless bird inside, Ann knew it was a phoenix, Dumbledore's pet, Fawkes.

"Thank you." Ann took the seat opposite Dumbledore.

Dumbledore put down the quill in his hand, pushed some documents to the table, and looked at Ann with blue eyes.

"Professor," Ann said, "you must be wondering why I came to see you today? And I said not in any capacity."

"I do have this doubt," said Dumbledore.

"You should have also discovered that in the past five years of school life, I have been avoiding or unwilling to have too much contact with you and Professor Snape, and sometimes even resisted."

Dumbledore nodded.

"There's a reason for that," An said, "It's because you two have very high Legilimency achievements, so I never lie in front of you two, and I never want to get in touch with you more."

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes slightly.

An looked around the office, "There should be a Pensieve here, right? Aha, there it is."

Standing up, Ann said calmly, "Professor, what I'm going to say next may seem unbelievable even to you, and I don't know how to describe it in words, so I want to let you Look at my memory."

"This is a memory about your past, present, and definitely can affect the future." Ann said affirmatively.

Dumbledore stood up.

Ann pulled out her wand and walked to the Pensieve, pointed at her temple with the wand, and slowly pulled out some shiny silver thought fibers, and slowly put these thought fibers into the stone basin, the silver matter was spinning, floating, and scattered in the Pensieve. opened.

"This is a movie theater," Ann said, "a movie theater in 2007 to be precise." She looked around at the other people in the movie theater, "It's amazing, I didn't know that my thoughts would be so clear when I pulled them out."

Then she saw her past self, sitting in the middle of the sixth row, smiling and talking to the friend next to her.Ann hurriedly turned her head away, her nose was a little sore.

"Ah, Professor Dumbledore, I don't know if you can understand Chinese..." Ann said suddenly, when the Warner Bros. logo began to show on the screen.

"Uh, I forgot," An Yi slapped his head, "This movie has an English soundtrack, and the subtitles are in Chinese."

"2007?" said Dumbledore, frowning.

"Yes, yes, you can see that I'm not lying, of course, I'm not crazy." An said with a smile, "The next movie to be screened is called "Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix", don't be surprised, you Maybe I will be more surprised after reading it, but I don’t know how much I remember.” An Shun sat down on the steps he was standing on, and reached out to pat the steps, “Until now, I still often sigh that magic is really amazing. Turned my world upside down."

"Professor, stop standing, just sit down and watch a movie." Allah pulled Dumbledore's robe.

Dumbledore stared at the screen of the film and sat next to Ann. The title of the film appeared on it, it was "Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix"

"I think I racked my brains before, and I definitely never imagined that one day I would watch the fifth part of "Harry Potter" with Dumbledore in the cinema." Ann said in a sad tone.

Some scenes of the movie screen are fairly coherent, but more of them are sudden screen jumps, blurry black and white, and even some interspersed scenes from other movies.

The ending song of the movie began to sound, the lights of the cinema were turned on, and the surrounding scenes began to blur, and then shrank into a ball and disappeared.

Ann and Dumbledore came to the office again.

"There are quite a lot of places that I don't remember, but I didn't expect that some places are still preserved. Is this due to the subconscious?" Ann muttered, looking at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore had a serious expression on his face that Ann had never seen before, and he was staring at the memory in the Pensieve.

"Hey, don't be so serious, professor, this memory can be reserved for you as a souvenir." Ann said, "And there are two similar memories."

Dumbledore suddenly turned his gaze to Ann, and there was a sharp and complicated look in it.

Ann pulled out her wand, put the silver substance in the Pensieve into a blank glass bottle, and put it aside.Another trace of silver substance was drawn from the temple.

"This is my most impressive memory, and you will probably get a lot of useful things from this one," An said.

In another movie theater, Ann found a nearby step and sat down, and the movie started slowly.

After the movie ended, Dumbledore's expression became more relaxed.

"Leave this memory to you too." An said, using a magic wand to pick out the memory and put it into another glass bottle, and put it aside.

"There is another one here, but let me declare first, this is only half of it." Ann said and put the silver substance into the Pensieve.

The film also has so many jumps that it's almost fragmented.

Back in the office again, Ann put the silver substance into the third empty glass bottle.

"Is there anything else like it? Like a fourth?" asked Dumbledore.

"Yes, but the long-term memory may be worse than these three." An said, "Do you want to watch it?"

Dumbledore nodded.

"That's what you see, so I would say it's incredible." Ann put the seventh glass bottle and the other six glass bottles side by side.

"I don't know what to say," Ann took out a gold Galleon from his pocket, and played with it between his fingers, "This world has always been just a world in a novel to me. Yes, I read it just now. The movie I got was adapted from a set of novels called "Harry Potter". There are seven books in total, but they have been adapted into eight movies. The last book has been adapted into two movies, and the next movie I Didn't look at it."

Dumbledore keenly noticed two words, "Adapted?"

"Yes, an adaptation." An nodded, "That is to say, based on the novel, but the general plot remains the same."

"The end result?" Dumbledore asked.

Ann smiled, "Although I haven't watched the last one, I know the ending. Harry finally defeated Voldemort. Since then, the Ministry of Magic has ushered in a period of peaceful development."

"But I noticed," said Dumbledore, "the Roland family and you are never mentioned in it."

"Yeah," Ann played with the coin in her hand, "Because I shouldn't exist," smiled playfully, "or this world shouldn't really exist."

"But," Ann continued, "I'm actually standing here, talking to you, and I've been through a lot, and I'm going to live here for many years in the foreseeable future. The place."

Ann raised her head and stared at Dumbledore with a smile, "I once thought, even if this is really a dream, or something else, similar to "The Matrix" or "Inception", that would be a big deal for me. Now is also a sweet dream, a dream that I don't want to wake up from."

"At this time, at this moment, this place is the most important thing to me. Isn't it?" Ann said, "And there are ghosts and souls in this world, so I believe in the theory of soul reincarnation now. .”

Dumbledore looked at Ann, a smile flashed in his blue eyes, "Before today, you should never have thought of telling me about this."

An frankly nodded, "Indeed, because I don't want to expose the secret and I don't trust you. I met many people along the way. They are not one-sided characters in the movie, but people who live with me every day. I know people's hearts. It's complicated, so it's best that only you know the secret."

"However, for the same reason," Ann said, "I met a lot of people, and some people changed me."

Dumbledore smiled at Ann, "Miss Granger would be delighted to hear that."

"Cough——" Ann blushed, "It's not just her alone, but also Aaron, Dinah, Fanny, Jill and many others. If there is really a villain who intends to destroy everything, then I choose to stand His opposite."

"This is the fundamental reason why I came to you," Ann said, "I think the best choice is to tell you everything I know, and, one more thing, I hope to learn Occlumency from you." .”

Dumbledore nodded, "Okay, I'm glad you trust me, I still have some questions."

"Of course, you must have many questions." Ann said, "I will tell you everything I know."

"Perhaps we should sit down and talk, it's going to be a long talk," suggested Dumbledore.

"Okay, it would be better if I could have some tea, or iced lemon juice." An said with a smile.

"That's what it means," said Dumbledore.

The sun outside the window was gradually setting, and the magic crystal lamp on the ceiling lit up. In the office, Ann and Dumbledore had a heated discussion. When encountering some problems with time, Ann drew a lot of timeline pictures .

"So, Voldemort's soul has been split seven times in total, and he has eight soul fragments, six of which are made into Horcruxes, one in Harry's body, and one in Voldemort's own body." Ann rubbed his temples, this is what the two discussed for a long time. A unified conclusion was drawn, "The six Horcruxes are a snake, Ravenclaw's crown, Hufflepuff's gold cup, Slytherin's locket, Tom Riddle's diary, and a ring.... "

"Marvolrogant's ring," said Dumbledore. "I know where it is."

"You have to be careful, the black magic in that ring is powerful. Don't forget how you died in the movie—" Ann said, and then smiled again. "It's a strange feeling, isn't it?"

Dumbledore smiled too.

Ann held the parchment with the Horcrux written on it, "But the next thing is troublesome. In my previous life, I only read the first part of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, but not the lower part. So the crown of Ravenclaw, the crown of Hufflepuff Jinbei, I have no idea where these two Horcruxes are."

"It's Slytherin's locket, the sixth part is in a small cave, but I don't know where the cave is, and judging from the subsequent plot, it's still a fake, who really owns it ?” Ann rubbed the parchment in her hand.

The sixth movie is the one she remembers the most, but the others are very vague, and the pictures are all intermittent, and the pictures of some other movies will be inserted suddenly.

Dumbledore said that this is very normal and very possible. After all, Ann's previous memory mode was Muggle mode, and the memory thinking of wizards is very different from that of Muggles.

Ann also told Dumbledore about her ability to remember words.Dumbledore was not surprised. "As far as I know, there are not many wizards with this ability. Besides, the Roland family has always been very special."

An reached out and put the parchment aside, picked up the teacup and took another sip of the milk tea. The sleeve slid down, revealing the watch.Ann glanced at it, ten fifty.

Her face immediately changed, and she exclaimed, "Oops!"

Dumbledore, who was looking at the parchment, looked up.

Ann stood up and said anxiously, "Sorry, professor, I'm afraid I'll be here today. I'll come back tomorrow, it's still the old time."

"Fine," said Dumbledore, "but tomorrow is the first day of summer vacation?"

"I won't go back tomorrow, at least I have to wait for a few more days." Ann finished speaking quickly and left the office.

A portrait on the office wall smacks its lips, "I don't understand what's more important than what's being discussed—"

"Of course there is." Dumbledore said with a smile watching Ann's figure rushing out.

The wooden door of the school hospital was ajar, revealing a gap, and the soft yellow firelight came out from the gap, and a long line was reflected on the stone slabs of the castle corridor.

Panting, Ann gently pushed the door open, her eyes just met Hermione's.Hermione was sitting on the hospital bed with a book in her hand, and when she saw Ann standing at the door, she grinned.

Ann walked to Hermione's bed, lowered her head, "Yes, I'm sorry...Actually...you should go to bed early..."

"I knew you'd come," said Hermione.

"What if I forget?"

Hermione shook her head and said with a smile, "It's not even twelve o'clock yet."

Ann looked up at Hermione, "But it's late—"

"It's late at night," said Hermione.

Ann glanced at Madam Pomfrey's office, the light inside had just gone out.

"Madam Pomfrey won't be happy," Ann said.

Hermione shrank her neck, "She is indeed a little angry."

Ann smiled, she knew Madam Pomfrey's tone and attitude towards disobedient patients.

"Ann?" "Hermione?" The two suddenly said at the same time.

"You go first—" they all said in unison.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Go ahead, Ann." Hermione said, putting the book aside.

"Hmm..." Ann sat down on the chair beside the hospital bed, "Did you, uh, Madam Pomfrey say that there are a few days left before you leave the hospital?"

"Three days," said Hermione, grimacing. "The potion is really bad—"

Ann nodded, "Madame Pomfrey's potion is really bad. I asked her, she just hoped that the students would know that the potion was bitter, so they wouldn't dare to come to the school hospital. Ah, today she... Cough, maybe you can drink it tomorrow." I will drink potions that are worse than today..."

"I'll bring you delicious sweets tomorrow!" Ann said quickly after seeing Hermione's expression.

Hermione's eyes lit up, "Mousse cake?"

"Okay." Ann said, looking at Hermione, her throat moved up and down, "Actually, I want to say..."

"Huh?" Hermione looked at Ann seriously.

"Will you..." Ann said, his head began to heat up, "Uh...would you like to come to the Roland family's manor this summer vacation?"

"Okay!" Hermione said excitedly, "Ouch—" Because she was so excited, she accidentally pulled the wound.

Ann quickly stood up and moved closer to Hermione, "Are you okay? Be careful, is there anything wrong? I'm going to—"

Hermione grabbed Ann, with a bright smile on her face, "I'm fine, Ann, I'm just so happy..."

Ann looked at Hermione, and Fanny's words immediately came to mind, "The sooner the better, the number one in Gryffindor has definitely been looking forward to this for a long time."

So Ann didn't get up, but put her hands on the hospital bed instead. Now her face is only about a fist away from Hermione's face. Hermione leaned back, with the pillow behind her firmly against the her back.

"Ann, you—"

"Hermione," Ann said, with a serious tone that was different from before, "What I planned to say at the beginning, is actually, I like you, will you be my girlfriend?"

Hermione froze for a moment.

"You, don't you want to?" Ann asked in a panic.

"No," said Hermione quickly, "I would, very much."

For a moment, Ann felt that the school hospital was the happiest place in the world.

The author has something to say:

This chapter, just finished writing, can't wait to post it.

Listen to "Backlight" to finish this chapter.Ann finally confessed to Hermione, and the author is also in a complicated mood, haha.

All in all, this one is over, and the next one will be Chapter 130, which must be full of sugar.

The sixth part is a very important one, and the specific conception time will be quite long.

So, see you on April 4th at 5pm.

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