[HP] Disappearing Cat Raccoon

The petrified feeling makes me think...

There's nothing scary about it.

I've said before that I can feel that I'm in the dark and the consciousness still seems to be active. It’s just that I can’t see what’s in front of me, I can’t see where I am, and I don’t know if I’m really down to earth.

If I'm not on the ground, then I'm flying; if there's nothing in front of me, then I'm under the sky; if I'm not touching, then I can feel that the universe is only vast.

The darkness didn't hurt me too much, but it could be said to be like a duck in water.

In the dark I could do a front flip, a back flip, and—

I say let there be light.

The active consciousness in my head clearly knew what "light" meant and illuminated the place for me. I looked at this slightly familiar place and turned my head sharply.

Ah, yes, the knight bus is still there, and there is a flower bed next to it, but there is no young driver who is a model.

What I'm facing, I've seen it, is a mock King's Cross station in Universal Orlando.

The origin of everything?

I'm not naked, I'm wearing a Hufflepuff uniform, except that I'm wearing the lo-skirt I was wearing that day. There was not a friend Ji who was taking pictures of me, and there was no noisy human voice.

only myself.

But I can play here for a long time, walk around the flowerbed twice, watch the Knight Bus and think about life, and then stand in front of the station and recite my textbook on the history of magic.

Here is my initial starting point.

How long will I be here? I asked myself in my heart, then walked slowly to the side and saw the Diagon Alley.

If I can stay, then as long as I can.

I looked at that Diagon Alley in a trance. Sometimes I don't even miss my parents here, I just worry about whether my friend Ji is still well. As for why you don't miss...

Maybe it's because I hate them.

With a slight smile on my face, I resumed reciting the textbook in that same tone of voice, sometimes tying knots because the speed was too fast. But none of that, I think I can do what I can.

·

"How could Irina be attacked!"

Because no one was seen at the Christmas dinner, and Irina's cat also ran over and slapped Harry desperately, everyone felt that something was wrong. Followed Mr. Ronnie all the way to the owl house, but saw the red-haired girl with a mirror in her hand and then fell stiffly to the ground.

Professor Snape took two steps back abruptly, then turned to look at Professor Sprout, who spoke a little faster: "Professor Sprout, isn't the Mandrake completely healed?"

"Professor Snape must not use the method of ripening if the medicinal properties are to be completely maintained."

At this time, Harry didn't have time to take care of Snape either, so he immediately threw himself on the stiff girl, and stretched out his hand with trembling.

"Yi, Irina?"

"Irina, wake up quickly, don't play pranks on me, Irina!"

"Mr Potter..."

"I don't care if there are exercises, Irina, will you wake up?"

The petrified girl was still silent, except for a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she was joking with herself as usual. Harry got up slowly and looked at Dumbledore's expression with a bleak expression: "Headmaster, Irina..."

"When the mandrakes mature, she'll be absolutely fine dear."

Seeing that his college can be said to be the best student, Professor Sprout also showed a bit of hatred: "Who exactly did this!"

"Oh, I seem to have found another one..."

"Shut up if you want to save your stupid face."

Hermione looked at Lockhart, who was pointed at by Snape's wand next to him, and suddenly felt that she had never agreed with the potions professor so much before.

"Would you like to move her to the medical wing first?"

"Oh, oh, of course."

Unexpectedly, the first person to calm down was Harry, who was the most excited at the beginning, which made Dumbledore a little unexpected: "Then..."

"Can I try to hold her there?"

When Irina fell, she was on her side, which showed that she was not completely unprepared. After Harry glanced at his sister, he understood what she was doing. Although they had less contact, he still knew some of Irina's habits very well.

For example, the mirror in her hand, this way of lying on her side, and her smile all show that she found the attacker and guessed who or what before she fell.

She must have something to tell herself.

"If you can."

The twelve-year-old boy was not too strong, but the girl lying down was not too heavy. After Harry gritted his teeth and brought Irina to the medical wing, he felt that his arms were weak.

"Hermione, the plan has been cancelled, sorry."

"It's ok."

Patting Harry on the shoulder, Hermione sat down beside Harry: "Did you find something?"

"Mrs Pomfrey, can I take off the mirror in Irina's hand?"

"Oh, I'll try."

Fortunately, Irina didn't hold it very tightly, or rather, she deliberately did not hold the mirror tightly, but held it loosely.

"What did you find, Harry?"

"Irina never does anything unprepared."

Harry forced a smile, and after looking at the mirror over and over, he simply put things in his pocket: "She doesn't do anything unprepared, and she told me that if she does, she will definitely stay. traces."

"trace?"

"Wait."

Taking one last look at his only blood relative, Harry turned his head and strode out of the medical wing: "Irina is laughing, indicating that she already knows all the reasons. Since she already knows, there must be information for me. There's no one in Hufflepuff, and we can't get into their common room, so we'll have to wait."

"When will we wait?" Ron suddenly felt his nose a little sour when he spoke, and turned his head with a cover up: "We can't just waste the whole Christmas like this."

"No, it's not a waste. We can't use the compound decoction now. It must not be done by Malfoy and the others."

"Then we..."

"I'm sorry Hermione."

"No, it's okay."

Hermione answered reluctantly, wiping her tears off her sleeve with a little rudeness: "It's okay, we haven't wasted Christmas yet."

"So what are we going to do?"

"What did Irina give us in the end?"

"A sophomore exercise?"

"Do it, make sure it's cooked and memorized all the content! There must be some news she left for us!"

·

When I started getting ready to climb on the roof of the Knight Bus, I suddenly felt a little funny.

I can fly up, why should I choose to climb?

When I was actually standing on the roof, I slowly flew up to the top of the building at King's Cross and looked out at the red train.

Really beautiful picture.

I sighed softly, tilted my head when I turned to look at the ground, and suddenly thought about a more serious question.

If I really chose to jump down, can I still come here?

No way.

I laughed, I don't need to jump here, I can fly.

Life is a journey, and the length of life determines the duration of the journey. I used to look forward to being able to leave, get on the red train, and go to the place full of fairy tales.

Then the truth told me that nothing was possible, I could only watch them grow, and watch them gradually enter nineteen years later.

So now, have you woken up from the dream?

There seemed to be a soft cat meow in my ear. I thought about it for a while, and felt that this question had become boring.

Now, magic is no longer a dream, but a reality.

"Irina, Irina, are you awake? Irina!"

"Don't say it so loudly, I'm going to be deaf."

When I woke up, I saw Harry's green eyes, and what seemed to be a flash of dark shadows behind him.

A patted Harry on the shoulder, he weighed me down. When I turned my head, there was Ginny sitting next to me, crying and drinking chocolate, and Hermione and Ron, who were equally excited to see me waking up, patted her on the back.

"Okay, stop crying."

I felt tears rolling down my neck, and he was holding my little mirror, next to Mr. Ronnie sitting on a notebook.

This notebook, I remember, should have been given by Cedric with the help of a lot of information. And Hermione is still standing, it is estimated that she has not been petrified this time.

"You can't rush up like this in the future."

"I don't have anyone rushing up."

I smiled and motioned for Mr. Ronnie to come over: "Harry, I dreamed something very interesting in my dream and wanted to tell you."

"Let's talk about it later, knowing that it's not interesting at all, Irina."

I nodded with a wry smile to show that I heard clearly, and after seeing Harry's expression, I motioned for Ronnie to help me please Harry, and then sat on the hospital bed and apologized to him.

"Don't worry, I won't anymore."

"good."

"But will you later?"

Glancing at his torn sleeves, I reached for Harry's clothes and smiled at his embarrassed green eyes.

"So we're even?"

"Well, it's even."

The author has something to say:

I feel like there can be another chapter... The main reason is that I didn't make it clear that I was stunned.

So today's three

Anyway, this article is a coincidence, so I will give you a benefit today. Also remember to leave a message, I will be very sad without a message QAQ