Room of Requirement It was so quiet that the only sound left was the light and heavy breathing of the two people.
Hearing the words "I really fainted", Cordelia's hand that had just been retracted trembled suddenly.
She backed up on the ground and retreated sharply, her back pressed heavily against the half-length cabinet that had not been burned through, and her right hand picked up her Wand from the edge of the soft blanket like lightning.
But his free left hand subconsciously stretched out half an inch forward, leaning slightly, and wanted to check on the boy's condition, but his fingertips froze as soon as he reached halfway.
Only then did she fully wake up--
The body in front of me is still the same body, but the thing inside has been replaced by a strange outsider.
She was in a dilemma. She could only point the tip of the stick at the boy who was sitting up on the ground. Her knuckles were clenched until they turned white, and her voice was trembling:
"What happened to him? Do you--"
The next words were stuck in my throat and I didn't dare to ask.
The old shadow of her cousin being devoured by an unknown remnant soul suddenly enveloped her, and the fear in her heart almost overflowed from her violently trembling pupils.
However, Gavin just sat up straighter slowly, lowered his eyes and glanced at Wand who was about to poke the tip of his nose:
"It's easy to get angry, so put it down first."
Cordelia bit his lower lip and shook his head vigorously:
"I won't let it go until you make it clear."
A dangerous glimmer condensed on the tip of the staff.
But Gavin didn't even pick up Hawthorn Wand on the ground.
In front of the Wand that could go off at any time, he slowly stood up from the stone ground, casually dusted off the charcoal dust on the Robes, looked down at her posture as if facing a powerful enemy, and chuckled:
"Do you think you can beat me now?"
Cordelia took a breath and was about to grit his teeth and recite a spell.
"Even if it means death, I will stop you."
Gavin just stood there, his thoughts gently moving deep into his consciousness.
The black ball Whirlpool that had just been placed moved in response to his familiar pull.
A wisp of black mist as thick as ink slipped out from the sleeves of the young man's loose robe.
There were no out-of-control winds, and there was no harsh hissing sound of corroding wood and stone.
The black mist twisted lightly in mid-air and turned into a strong and slender Black Wyrm.
Dragon Head was slightly raised, and silently cruised in the air close to the dilapidated stone house. The black dragon body passed over the charred back of the chair and the girl's scattered silver-gold hair, without even damaging a single hair.
The next moment, Youlong swooped down along Gavin's slightly raised wrist, and sank into the skin seamlessly, leaving no trace at all.
Cordelia was immediately dumbfounded.
That monster that had tortured its host for seven whole years and would start to crazily attack its heart as soon as it was restrained, turned out to be more obedient and obedient than the most docile pet in the hands of this person.
The girl's gray eyes suddenly shrank and she blurted out:
"How could--"
The words haven't finished yet.
The depths of the black eyes of the young man opposite suddenly opened up into pure silvery white.
Gavin looked into those silver-white pupils, raised his right hand, and waved casually in her direction.
He didn't even open his mouth to express even half a syllable.
A soft but irresistible force directly opened Cordelia's jaws.
She didn't even have time to tighten her fingers. Once her palm was empty, the Wand she was holding flew out of her hand and fell steadily into the palm of Gavin's open right hand.
Gavin let out a light sigh, lowered his head and looked at Wand that fell into his hands, felt the feedback from his soul again, and murmured to himself:
"So that's what happened?"
Two steps away, Cordelia stared at his empty right hand, his expression changing.
In one breath.
The outsider in front of her first showed off her Obscurus, and then he used her unique skills that Gavin had struggled to use.
What's even more terrifying is--
Both of these methods were used more skillfully and terrifyingly than they themselves.
The girl's lips were pursed bloodlessly, the corner of her eyes uncontrollably drifted toward the closed wooden door a few steps away, and her heels quietly moved back half an inch in the charred ashes.
Gavin looked at her appearance and shook his head secretly.
He doesn't even need Legilimency.
The girl's plan to escape through the door and find someone to ask for help was clearly written on her face.
Before she could calculate how many seconds it would take to run to the gate, the silvery white in the eyes of the boy opposite had quietly dissipated and returned to deep black.
Gavin casually turned the Wand he had just snatched in a circle between his fingers, turned the stick upside down, and handed the handle to her:
"Don't worry, I already know what's going on."
Cordelia's retreating movement froze midway.
She hesitated for two seconds, then stretched out her hand blankly and took back her Wand.
Holding the recovered staff handle with her fingertips, the girl felt a sense of peace of mind, but she was still unable to recover and could only stare at Gavin.
Gavin rubbed his swollen eyebrows and explained:
"Magic of Gavin is in a highly compressed form. It is usually too tightly stored and difficult to call. Now to call it forcefully, not only does it require an extremely strong emotion as an introduction, but it also requires paying a high price just like using Obscurus."
Hearing the word "price", Cordelia's face turned pale again.
She tightened her grip on Wand and her voice suddenly rose:
"The price... is also life? Could it be that he--"
"Where are you thinking?"
Gavin shook her head, interrupting her intense thinking:
"It's mental strength. This kid just held on for so long in the sea of fire, and then sank into Consciousness Space. Stabilize your Obscurus. His mental strength was exhausted. Just now, the power was cut off and he fainted."
As he spoke, he glanced at the other hand hanging by his side.
The two gray and black knuckles are still the same and have not changed much, so this is not the problem.
The silly boy just saw that the big thing was solved, his heart relaxed, and he fell down from exhaustion, just like the college students who fell down after staying up all night for three days and three nights in the Internet cafe.
Cordelia's tense shoulders finally relaxed.
She let out a long breath, but looking at the young man's cold and calm face, her brows quickly furrowed again:
"Then when will he wake up?"
Gavin looked at her condescendingly and raised his eyebrows:
"You don't want to be with me that much?"
Cordelia almost instinctively shrank back half an inch and raised the invisible barbs all over his body again. Every cell was silently resisting and looked at him coldly:
"You are not him."
Gavin chuckled:
"Haha, don't worry, you are not her either."
Cordelia was startled, a hint of astonishment flashed in his gray eyes:
"What do you mean? You... you also like someone?"
"... an interesting statement."
Gavin commented expressionlessly, and took two steps towards her, ready to pick up Octagonal Silver Box that rolled beside her shoe.
Cordelia's face tightened, and he immediately took half a step back and warned coldly:
"Stop, don't come near me."
Gavin leaned over to pick up the silver box and Hawthorn Wand, and glanced at her casually:
"Don't worry, I won't fall in love with you."
Cordelia held Wand tightly, with a sneer on his lips.
Gavin is very simple, anyone can lie to him.
But the man in front of me is obviously different. He is scheming, cunning, cunning, ruthless, cruel, has no bottom line, and is full of bad intentions. Who knows what he is hiding behind.
"That's not certain."
Gavin stuffed the silver box into the inner pocket of Robes, and suddenly asked abruptly:
"Do you know the story of Loulan Beauty?"
Cordelia frowned slightly, too lazy to pay attention to his senseless nonsense, and remained silent with a cold face.
Gavin didn't care either. While patting the charcoal dust on the corner of his robe, he slowly explained to her:
"Loulan is an ancient country in the the East desert. Later, someone dug up two mummies at the site. The first one unearthed caused a sensation and was called 'Loulan Beauty'. What do you think the second one was called?"
Cordelia was unknowingly brought into the conversation and asked casually:
"What's it called?"
Gavin raised his eyelids and spoke sincerely:
"Mummy No. 2. And in my eyes, you are that Mummy No. 2."
Cordelia:"..."
There was dead silence in the stone house for three full seconds.
Cordelia's mind turned around and his face darkened little by little.
She finally understood that this person was comparing herself to the "her" just now, and scolding her for being sentimental--
People have the preconceived idea of "Loulan Beauty", but she is just a "Mummy No. 2" that is not worth mentioning.
Cordelia looked at his arrogant virtue, his chest heaved violently, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"I think she is really blind to fall in love with you."
Gavin unceremoniously returned the original:
"Both each other, I also think Gavin is blind to fall in love with you."
Cordelia was so choked that his chest stagnated, he glared at him fiercely, and swallowed back the second half of the sentence.
She took a deep breath and abruptly changed the subject:
"Then what should we do now? We can't stay here forever."
She really didn't want to be in the same room with this person, she always felt something was weird.
Gavin turned his head and glanced at the west-facing sun outside the window, and then touched his belly.
"Let's eat first."
After struggling with Seventh Floor for a whole afternoon, the belly of this body has already begun to play tricks.
The silly boy usually has no pursuit of food, so I just happened to eat for him.
Although the food here has not experienced a revolution, it is still edible.
Just pretend that you have gone abroad - no, you are actually abroad.
Gavin raised his hand to hold a wand, and two silent waves of Scourgify and Reparo swept over their bodies, cleaning up the burnt edges of their robes and the black ash on their heads.
Before going out, Cordelia turned around, took out a small bottle with Gender-Change Potions from his inner pocket, pulled out the stopper and drank it.
As the medicine entered her throat, she clasped her fingers tightly on half of the low cabinet next to her, her knuckles turning white from the force.
The muffled sound of bones and muscles being stretched and reshaped was particularly clear in the silent stone house.
Although there was no longer the sharp pain that Obscurus felt as the black mist gnawed at her heart, the cold sweat caused by the forced change of body still slid down her temples.
A few seconds later, the tall, cool fourth-grade boy Slytherin, whose long silver-gold hair retracted into neat short hair, reappeared in the room.
Daiya·Rowle eased off the heartbreaking numbness, raised his hands to fasten his collar, and his voice had returned to the low and cold voice of a young man. Looking at Gavin with a curious look on his face, he couldn't help but explain:
"There is no Cordelia·Rowle in the school."
Gavin looked him up and down, and then his eyes fell back on the small bottle with a narrow neck that he had just stuffed into his pocket, with a bit more research interest in his eyes:
"What's going on with Potions? You can change your body directly without borrowing other people's hair?"
Daiya pressed his chest pocket defensively and replied coldly:
"A gender-changing Potions, my mother found it from Department of Mysteries."
Gavin raised his eyebrows.
It's Time-Turner again, it's this unheard-of strange door Potions, and there's the production of Horcrux.
It seems that there are many good things in Department of Mysteries on the ninth floor of Ministry of Magic. I will have to go shopping if I have a chance in the future.
He asked smoothly:
"Then do you know the recipe?"
Hearing the word "recipe", Daiya's mind subconsciously flashed through the main ingredients and brewing ratios on the prescription, but then he remembered the irritating behavior of the person in front of him before.
Her face turned cold and she refused unceremoniously:
"Why should I tell you?"
Unexpectedly, Gavin was not only not annoyed, but instead raised the corners of his lips and smiled with satisfaction:
"Thank you, I already know."
Daiya was stunned at first, looking at Gavin's calm and deep black eyes, it took a full two seconds to react--
This person didn't expect him to answer at all, but deliberately used words to stir up his memory, and conveniently used Legilimency to copy the formula that came to the surface of his mind!
How could a wizard be so evil?!
Daiya turned blue with anger, his chest heaved violently, and the veins on the back of his hand holding Wand stretched:
"You used Legilimency again?! Shameless! Cunning! Damn bastard!"
"Knowledge sharing, don't be so stingy."
Gavin bought an exclusive recipe for free and was in a good mood. He glanced at Daiya's other hand, which was still resting on the edge of the low cabinet, and felt a little curious:
"But you won't feel well after drinking this medicine, right? Even without Obscurus, forcibly changing the skeleton is not like drinking sugar water. How long are you going to do this?"
Daiya stared at him for two seconds before letting go of the cabinet with a cold face:
"Hmph, what do you know? Pure-blood families, a family head has died and only a woman is left. What do you think the situation will be like?"
"Those side branches are all watching us. Just after my father was buried, some people began to ask who will be in charge of the manor in the future. With Daiya here, at least they have to pretend to be thinking about Heir."
Gavin asked unhurriedly:
"So, you plan to live like this for the rest of your life?"
Daiya paused while adjusting his cuffs.
He used to only focus on getting through the next attack, the next bottle of Potions, and the next semester, but this was the first time he was forced to think about "a lifetime."
But he is indeed qualified to think about it now.
He has a future again.
After two seconds, Daiya spoke in a low voice:
"You have to get over it first. If I don't drink, are they going to let me, a girl, make the decision?"
Gavin gave him a strange look:
"You have been studying at Hogwarts for four years, and you still think girls are worse than boys?"
Daiya frowned, not understanding why he suddenly mentioned this:
"What does it matter?"
"Among the four Founderss of Hogwarts, two are women." Gavin said in a calm tone, "And I personally think that the two of them are better than the other two men."
After all, the other two, a muscular man who is reckless except when drawing his sword, and an extreme racist who engages in blood theory, cannot even form a normal academic office together.
Daiya was startled and subconsciously opened his mouth:
"But..."
Gavin had just taken advantage of the Potions formula, and he also gave her a few pointers, directly interrupting her hesitation:
"It's nothing. Your Magic is already very powerful."
Daiya was stunned and looked at him with gray eyes.
Gavin met his gaze and calmly settled an account for her.
In the room just now, this girl not only cast Killing Curse instantly, but also used Obscurus at high intensity to fight for so long, and even released Fiendfyre at the last moment--
Although she couldn't control the Fiendfyre, don't forget that she released it while being distracted and suppressing the Obscurus in her body.
What's more, when he just peeled off and transferred Obscurus and dived into the depths of consciousness where the two of them met, he took advantage of the situation and glanced at this girl's River of Alaya Consciousness.
The long river is vast and surging, as vast as the sea.
Gavin looked at the young man in front of him who was speechless and spoke firmly:
"Now that there is no drag from Obscurus, your magic talent may surpass anyone else in this world in the future."
"Perhaps those side members are eager for you to give up your position." Gavin smiled, "But why do you want them to agree?"
"But they..."
"Then kill them all." Gavin interrupted him coldly.
Daiya instinctively trembled when he heard the word "kill" and looked at the young man absently.
"What? When you killed me just now, Killing Curse did it so happily, but now you can't do it anymore?" Gavin couldn't help but tease.
"That was different. At that time, I felt that I was about to die." Daiya avoided looking, a little embarrassed, "If you kill someone now, you have to go to Azkaban."
"Haha."
Gavin couldn't help but shake his head, the little girl was still too naive and couldn't even fish.
"Then let them take action first. When the time comes-" Gavin smiled slightly, "You are acting in self-defense."
Daiya was stunned on the spot, his eyes dull for a moment.
Justifiable defense?
She subconsciously thought along these words -
In the past, she had always regarded the restoration of her female body as a fatal flaw, fearing that the group of jackals on the side branch would see an opportunity and pounce on them; but what if her own Magic was enough to crush them?
Once she stops taking medicine and reveals her identity as Cordelia, those greedy side branches will definitely be unable to resist and take action first.
At that time, she won't have to worry about Azkaban's regulations at all, and she can justifiably chop off all the claws that are stretched out!
No one can blame themselves!
After thinking about this, the young man's tense gray eyes suddenly lit up.
Gavin turned around and walked towards the wooden door. His voice was not loud, but his words were clear:
"You have to stop taking medicine one day, so at least think about it and give Cordelia a day to come back."
Silly boy, I can only help you so far.
Daiya stood there without moving, and the fingers hanging by his side slowly tightened Wand, seeming to have made some determination.
Gavin held the door handle and opened the wooden door. Just as he was about to step out, a young man's deep and cold voice suddenly came from behind:
"Thank you. That prescription is my reward for you."
Gavin paused in his steps and turned his head to look at him.
It seemed a bit surprising that he would thank himself.
Daiya raised his chin, the confusion just now disappeared from his gray eyes, leaving only Slytherin's usual cold arrogance:
"But, I hope that by the time I don't have to drink it anymore, you'd better get out of Gavin's body."
Gavin raised his eyebrows and pushed open the wooden door:
"Don't worry, I'm in a hurry than you are."
The blond boy's face brightened slightly, and he walked towards the door. After walking a few steps, he suddenly came back to his senses:
"You say that my talent exceeds that of anyone in the world... Then who do you think you are, who just took away my Wand with one move? You are actually praising yourself in a roundabout way, right?"
Gavin looked back at him and nodded naturally:
"Otherwise? I don't belong to your 'current world', so there's no shame in losing to me."
"..."
The blond boy suddenly became furious.
So infuriating!
I really want to beat him up!
I don't know how that "she" could stand this hateful guy!
On the way down from Seventh Floor, neither of the two people gave the other a good look.
They were making fun of each other along the way.
Daiya walked to one side with a cold face, saying he was disgusted, but never took half a step away from Gavin.
When they met three or two students passing by with books in their arms in the corridor, the two of them shut up at the same time with a tacit understanding; when they turned into Spiral Staircase, where no one was around, the conversation immediately resumed.
"As soon as he wakes up, you must tell me immediately." Daiya lowered his voice and stared at him.
He was looking sideways and staring at people, not paying attention to the stone steps under his feet. He stepped on the edge of the steps and staggered suddenly.
Gavin's eyelids twitched fiercely.
Ever since he entered the first grade, he had been afraid of the spiral staircases in Hogwarts that could move at any time and had hidden hidden compartments everywhere.
At this time, I saw half of Daiya's feet almost hanging in the air, and the traumatic stress reaction to Spiral Staircase broke out on the spot.
However, out of considerations of masculinity, he always kept his hands in Robes's pockets and could not reach out to help him, but he still couldn't help but remind him:
"Don't worry, I won't dominate this body and refuse to give it back... You just finished drinking the medicine, slow down your steps, be careful not to fall."
Daiya had just stood upright when he suddenly heard a word of concern from this insidious guy. He instinctively felt defensive and frowned and said in a cold voice:
"Mind your own business."
"You almost missed the step when you went down the stairs just now, Mr. Rowle."
"That has nothing to do with you."
"I just don't want you to fall to death here and make young Gavin a widower so early."
Daiya's ears were reddish, his chin was raised, and he felt like he was stepping forward, but the corner of his eye was still locked on Gavin.
When he got to the corner of Second Floor and could hear the buzzing voice coming from the Entrance Hall downstairs, Daiya finally stopped, turned around and lowered his voice and asked:
"So, how on earth are you going to go back?"
Gavin glanced at the boy.
This young man is now considered his younger brother and sister-in-law, half a family member, with the same interests.
Especially since he has the background of Department of Mysteries, maybe he can help?
So, he hesitated and told him:
"You have to get a Time-Turner first."
Daiya's brows suddenly tightened:
"That's troublesome. Those things are all under the control of Department of Mysteries. Each one is registered. I heard that it is very troublesome to apply. We don't have so much time."
"It's not a big problem." Gavin said casually, "Hermione has it."
Daiya was stunned at first, then glanced down the stairs in the direction of the Great Hall's door, and his frown suddenly relaxed:
"This will be easier to handle."
"Well, I plan to borrow it for study first. As for how to send me away and keep him, I haven't figured it out yet. You first--"
Gavin Before he finished speaking, he saw the young man raising his feet and walking away. His eyelids jumped and he immediately shouted, "Why are you going?"
"Go directly to her!"
Before he finished speaking, Daiya had already tossed his sleeves and walked straight into the door of the Great Hall.
Looking at his back, Gavin's mouth twitched.
You are actually an undercover agent sent by Gryffindor, right?
In the evening, the lights in the Great Hall were brightly lit, and the four Long Table tables were filled with barbecue and soup.
Hermione is sitting in the middle of Gryffindor table drinking soup. Next to her are Harley and Ron. She seems to be in a good mood.
On the right side of Slytherin table, Draco Malfoy holds a silver fork in his hand and glances towards Gryffindor from time to time.
Daiya·Rowle stepped into the Great Hall, without even looking at Slytherin table, he walked straight to and stopped behind Hermione:
"Granger, can you have a few words alone?"
He was originally the temporary assistant teacher of fourth grade Ancient Runes, so it was not at all out of the ordinary for him to speak like this.
Hermione put down the spoon in his hand and raised his head with a polite look on his face as if he was asking for advice on his homework:
"Rowle Senior? What's the matter?"
Daiya lowered his voice imperceptibly:
"Gu said, you have something there. He wants to borrow it to have a look."
Hermione's expression changed instantly.
She didn't even look at Daiya anymore, her eyes went directly past him and fell on the face of Gavin who had just caught up. She couldn't believe it:
"Did you tell him?"
In front of most of the Great Hall, she couldn't say "Time-Turner" and could only bite these five words in her mouth.
Gavin stopped one step away and nodded:
"Yes. I was just about to tell him, but you didn't agree."
Daiya turned his head and looked at Gavin, frowning. "You didn't say that just now."
"I--"
Squeak--
At this moment, there was the sound of a chair scraping against the stone floor on the right side.
Draco Malfoy strode over with a dark face.
There has been a lot of turmoil about "Draco-Hermione-Gu love triangle" these days. When this young master saw Gavin approaching Hermione, he was very well-educated by not pulling out Wand and scolding him on the spot.
At this time, he suppressed his anger and forced his way in, looking at the two people next to Hermione:
"What's the matter with you?"
Hermione was already a little irritable. Hearing this, he frowned and did not want to drag Malfoy into it:
"Draco, don't interrupt yet."
Draco suddenly turned pale.
Daiya was too lazy to talk to Malfoy. He just wanted to solve the matter quickly. He stared at Hermione and tried to bring the conversation back to the topic:
"You can make conditions."
Hermione looked a little colder:
"I've already told him that this matter cannot be exchanged."
Daiya thought it was just that the chips offered by Gavin were not substantial enough, so he frowned and asked:
"Is the condition he offered you inappropriate?"
As soon as these words came out, Hermione's mind buzzed, and his thoughts suddenly went wrong--
A few days ago, in Second Floor's abandoned classroom, when Gavin talked to her about "borrowing Time-Turner", the condition offered was "help her get Draco Malfoy"!
She thought that Gavin had even handed over the shameful transaction content to Daiya intact, and Draco was watching from the side at this time. She suddenly stared at Gavin in shock and shame:
"You even told him that?!"
"No." Gavin quickly clarified, "I only told him--"
"You can mention it again." Daiya interrupted Gavin directly, staring at Hermione's big offer, "If he can do it for you, so can I."
"Ah?"
Hermione's eyes uncontrollably turned to Draco's face next to him, and then quickly retracted as if he was electrocuted. He gritted his teeth and said with burning ears:
"So - you have no idea what he's talking about!"
Daiya is so keen. When he saw Hermione's eyes drifting towards Draco, he immediately realized that there was something strange behind this "borrowing things" business.
He turned his head suddenly and looked at Gavin coldly:
"What exactly did you promise her?"
Gavin pressed his forehead, feeling helpless:
"Before you come in, you should give me a chance to finish what you said."
Draco next to him, his face became so dark that he could shed water from the moment he heard the words "conditions" and "exchange".
Seeing Hermione glance at him guiltily just now, the young master immediately imagined a scene in which "Gavin relied on the favor of teaching Patronus Charm to force Hermione to agree to some unreasonable request."
Draco took a step forward and took over the topic with a cold face:
"I'll repay what she owes you."
Gavin raised an eyebrow and looked over.
Hermione was shocked--
That transaction was originally related to Draco himself, how could he be allowed to repay it?
She almost blurted out:
"You can't pay it back!"
Draco's face instantly turned uglier:
"You didn't even ask, how did you know I couldn't pay you back?"
"Because of this matter--" Hermione glanced at the students around who had stopped their knives and forks and raised their ears to eavesdrop. He suppressed the second half of the sentence and said with a straight face, "Don't worry about it for now."
Draco just felt an evil fire rushing straight to his forehead, feeling aggrieved and angry--
Hermione would rather play riddles with Gavin and Rowle, but exclude him?
He gritted his teeth and his voice became tense:
"So he can know, Rowle can also know, but I can't even ask?!"
Immediately afterwards, Draco stared at Hermione and spoke word by word:
"If I can help you, I can too!"
Gavin paused and commented very fairly:
"That's right."
After all, the condition he made to Hermione was to help her with Malfoy. If Malfoy did the job himself, there would be no middleman to make the difference, and it would be the most efficient.
"Gavin!"
Hermione instantly understood what he meant and turned his head sharply to glare at him, even the base of his ears turned completely red.
"Oh!--" There was a burst of cheering from all around.
How could the students watching the excitement around know the inside story?
In the eyes of others, they only saw Malfoy shouting "I can do it too" jealously, and Gu Qingpiao answered, and Granger blushed on the spot!
Draco was stung by Hermione's blush, which made his eyes red. He immediately took a step forward: "Gu--"
As soon as he moved, Daiya had already crossed half a step, and stood in front of Gavin with a cold face. He grabbed Gavin's sleeves and pushed him back:
"You stay away from him."
This is Gavin's body, Malfoy cannot harm Gavin.
Draco paused in his steps and laughed angrily, "What does it have to do with you if I talk to him?!"
"His business is none of my business now." Daiya didn't look at Gavin, but his gray eyes met Draco's eyes coldly, "If you have any dissatisfaction, come to me."
He looked down at his clenched sleeves.
Very good.
This younger sister-in-law was just negotiating terms for him just now, but now she has to package up and accept even the target of the scandal.
Daiya didn't pay attention to Draco's livid face, and took advantage of the situation to pull Gavin half a step aside. While blocking the person for him, he lowered his voice in annoyance and asked for the crime--
She tried her best to exchange Gavin back, but in the end, this outsider was lucky enough to cause a lot of trouble outside with Gavin's shell:
"How many things have you not told me?"
"It's hard to say. Which one do you want to start with?"
Daiya stared at him for two seconds, his teeth slowly tightening:
"I don't want to hear a thing. I'm annoyed when I see you now."
Gavin raised his grabbed arm:
"Then you should let go."
Daiya loosened his fingers with a cold face, but didn't move even an inch, and still stood firmly beside him.
What bothered her was Gavin's mouth that deserved a beating, but what she couldn't let go of was Gavin's body.
However, in the eyes of others, it was clear that this was senior Rowle, who had always been a loner and looked down upon no one. He protected Gu behind him in public, and the two of them stuck together even if they bickered, and couldn't bear to be separated!
The sound of knives and forks on several nearby Long Tables stopped unconsciously, and the buzzing chatter spread around the dining table, getting worse and worse as it spread.
Over at Slytherin table, Blaise·Zabini looked at the posture in the field and remembered the outrageous rumors that "Malfoy acted as matchmaker for Gu and Granger" two days ago. They couldn't help but slowly put down the silver cup in their hands:
"Last time it was Malfoy who was the one pulling strings for him. This time it's Rowle?"
The boy Slytherin sitting next to him stared at Daiya's back with a dazed look on his face. "Rowle was at the door of Ancient Runes's class last time, wasn't he just a witness?"
Zabini was silent for two seconds and said in awe, "... He must have given a lot."
Next to Gryffindor table, who was a little further away, several students who had not heard the cause and effect were all distracted by Draco's sentence "She owes you, and I will pay it back":
"Did Malfoy just say that he paid it back for Granger?"
"Rowle also said to come to him..."
A second-grade boy was confused after hearing this. He couldn't help but kneel on the bench, stretched his neck, and asked the person next to him in a low voice, "How much does Granger owe Gu?"
As soon as he leaned out half of his body, a big hand pressed his shoulder and pushed him back to his seat.
Fred·Weasley stood up to Prefect Badge and scolded him with a sullen face, "Sit down and eat."
"I just want to take the salt over there--" the sophomore defended weakly.
Next to him, George stretched out his arms expressionlessly and placed the salt shaker heavily in front of him. "You have it now."
In the faculty table on the high platform, the new Ancient Runes substitute professor, Elliot Vale, has also put down the tableware in his hands. Half a Great Hall away, his eyes stopped at Daiya·Rowle, each thinking deeply.
Two steps away from Gryffindor table, half of the roasted chicken leg in Ron's hand was still hanging in the air.
He looked at Gavin, who was confronting Hermione and Malfoy, and then at Daiya, who was standing by Gavin's side, and stiffly leaned into Harley's ear:
"Harley...Rowle was the one who called Gu out in the library this morning, right? The two of them never came back, and Gu didn't even attend the afternoon class."
Harley nodded and continued in a low voice:
"He is still taking care of me."
Ron paused and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth:
"Could it be that...Rowle also likes him?"
"That's what it looks like."
Harley nodded solemnly, a touch of deep sympathy and respect slowly appeared in his green eyes.
From her perspective, senior Rowle clearly liked Gavin, but he still endured heartache and came to help Gavin negotiate terms with Hermione--
If you love him, do you have to help him catch his sweetheart with your own hands?
What a touching fulfillment this is!
The girl's voice couldn't help but soften, and her eyes were slightly red:
"He also came to Hermione on behalf of Gavin...Rowle, isn't he feeling uncomfortable?"
"Ah?" Ron followed her gaze, and his originally dull eyes suddenly condensed.
The next second, Ron put the chicken legs back on the plate, and his expression suddenly became serious:
"Wait a minute. Did he use the same method I did last time?!"
Harley turned his head to look at him blankly.
Ron The more I think about it, the more it makes sense--
During breakfast two days ago, he had just followed Slytherin table's rumor that "what Malfoy really wants is Gu" and gave Gavin an idea, asking Gavin to "pretend to pursue another boy" so that Malfoy and Hermione would be anxious at the same time.
"Pretending to like another boy makes Malfoy anxious!" Ron lowered his voice and became more and more sure the more he spoke, "But the candidate I mentioned at the time was me, and I didn't let him go to Rowle!"
Harley glanced at Daiya, who was still standing by Gavin even after being contradicted by Gavin, and touched Ron's arm with disapproval:
"When you say that, it does sound like that, but he doesn't look like he's pretending."
"That's even worse." Ron took a breath and looked at Gavin in horror, "I didn't teach you this step!"
He was talking about pretending, who told him to do it for real?!
Ron The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. "Wait a minute, if he chose Rowle instead of me, wouldn't he think that my family is poor? Is he pretending to be picky about his family background?"
Seeing that the atmosphere in the venue was getting more and more tense, Harley, who was full of sympathy for Rowle, finally couldn't bear it anymore.
She took half a step closer to Gavin and whispered:
"Gavin, you can't involve Rowle just to make Malfoy angry or make Hermione change his mind."
As soon as these words came out, Daiya turned his head sharply:
"What does it mean to involve me?"
"I didn't, don't talk nonsense." Gavin immediately denied it.
Ron next to him saw that his good brother was being questioned and hurriedly stepped forward to explain for him:
"Yes, this method was actually proposed by me first."
Brush!
The four people in the field turned to look at him.
Under the gaze of four eyes, the enthusiasm on Ron's face slowly froze, and he added weakly:
"... I was talking about pretending."
Daiya's eyes are getting closer and closer, as cold as ice:
"Pretend what?"
Ron shrank his neck back and muttered in a low voice, "I just pretend to like boys to make Malfoy jealous..."
Boom!
At this moment, Daiya felt like a thunderbolt struck his mind, stringing all the abnormalities from Seventh Floor together--
No wonder just now in the room, when she was still a woman, this bastard disliked her in every possible way and called her "Mummy No. 2". But when she drank Potions and turned into a boy, "Daiya", this bastard's attitude immediately changed. Not only did he patiently give her guidance, but he suddenly expressed concern for her when she went downstairs, "Slow down your steps, be careful of falling!"
No wonder he deliberately left half of his words unfinished when he arrived at the door of the Great Hall--
It was all to lure myself in men's clothing to rush in and confront Malfoy!
All Time-Turner are excuses!
Co-author: He fell in love with Draco Malfoy, and deliberately waited for him to become a man, and then invited him to act in public to make Malfoy jealous?!
Immediately afterwards, an even more terrifying thought entered her mind without warning -
Wait. If this person really likes a man...
What about Gavin?!
Daiya's face changed suddenly, and the look in his eyes towards Gavin instantly became terrifying.
No wonder... no wonder he wants to go back to Gavin's body...
Gavin was about to explain, Hermione was already embarrassed and wanted to ask Ron what bad idea he had, Draco With a livid face, wanted to settle the score with Ron, while Daiya pressed Wand with his hand and stared at Gavin with terrifying eyes.
Several people opened their mouths at the same time, and Gavin finally couldn't listen anymore, so he raised his hand and pressed:
"Come one by one first--"
At the moment when the chaos in this pot of porridge reached its climax.
"Ah--!!"
A shrill scream suddenly cut through the night sky from the Entrance Hall corridor outside the Great Hall!
The hustle and bustle in the Great Hall suddenly stopped.
Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside the Great Hall's open Oak Door.
A senior boy who was on patrol duty stumbled in covered in blood.
The robe on his left shoulder was torn open by some kind of Curse with a deep cut visible to the bone, and he fell to the stone floor with a thud as soon as he crossed the threshold.
The ghosts hovering in the air fled in fear, and the students around Long Table stood up and screamed.
At the staff table, Professor McGonagall suddenly stood up, opened the chair in front of him, rushed down the high platform with Wand, supported the twitching boy on the ground, and asked sternly:
"What happened?! How did it happen like this?!"
The boy was breathing heavily, with no blood on his face, and his pupils were dilated and scattered due to extreme fear.
He grabbed the corner of Professor McGonagall's robe with a blood-stained hand, and his voice was trembling:
"Someone... someone broke into Hogwarts! The protection of the door was blown open!"
Professor McGonagall's face suddenly changed, he grabbed his shoulders and asked:
"Who is it?!"
The boy made a hoarse gasp in his throat, trembling his lips, and spit out the name that made the whole Great Hall fall into the ice cave instantly:
"It's Bellatrix...Bellatrix!"