A Strange Patronus

"You're joking, right?"

"Ced's alive, right here in front of us!"

Cedric could hear the other students questioning it in confusion, but he remembered the messages he had seen in the group when he first got this thing. They had been mourning him, so this thing...

Was it from the future? Cedric stared at the screen, lost in thought. Then why him? How strange.

"Besides the houses, there are Patronus and wand tests. We understand the wand test, but what's a Patronus?"

Over in Ravenclaw, where everyone was bursting with curiosity, someone spotted the so-called Patronus as soon as Cho opened the page and three test buttons appeared. Driven by curiosity, the group paid no attention to the houses and instead pulled out books to look up what a Patronus was.

Some Ravenclaws did know. An older girl suddenly remembered that she seemed to have seen the term before. "I think I saw an explanation of a spell once. If you think of your happiest memory and say the incantation, there's a chance you'll summon your own Patronus."

At that, every student, Cho included, turned to the older girl in unison, their eyes filled with a thirst... a thirst for knowledge.

Unlike the other three houses, Slytherin was especially peaceful at the moment. Only Blaise was idly scrolling up and down, utterly bored by the Slytherin icon, which came as no surprise to him.

Then he saw their head of house, which he had expected. He hadn't expected to see the young master Malfoy as well. You-Know-Who was beside them, which was also expected; after all, the family's sordid business was hardly a secret as far as he was concerned.

Then Malfoy came over to him, chin raised and looking smug, phone in hand. Blaise glanced at the page. Right, Slytherin. And?

Malfoy scrolled down and pointed at his handsome photo. "Look, Malfoy is an outstanding Slytherin alumnus. Though I don't know how I have a photo like this, and it doesn't look anything like I do now."

Blaise smiled politely.

To Malfoy, it was only natural that his head of house appeared among the outstanding alumni. If he hadn't been there, Malfoy would have questioned these Muggles.

The little platinum-haired boy went off to sit down in an excellent mood. This time, he finally deigned to look at the group messages.

Just then, Harry opened the next test, the Patronus one. He had nothing else to do, so he might as well take all three tests. Besides their houses, the Patronus was what they were most curious about.

"Mine's a stag? What does that mean?" Harry watched the deer walking slowly across the little screen, glowing blue-white.

Hermione thought for a moment, then reached over and swiped down Harry's screen with three fingers. "Maybe you could ask them? I found out earlier that you can save what's on the screen like this."

In other words, she took a screenshot...

With a click, the page showing the deer was saved, and Harry sent it to the group as Hermione had suggested.

Wants to Make Friends: [image.jpg]

Someone in the group recognized it immediately.

Harry Is Mine: Holy shit! The same Patronus as Harry?! Damn, I'm so jealous!

Wants to Make Friends: ? What do you mean? Is it rare?

If My Name Is Long Enough Someone Will Read It: Not really! I just love it! The Patronuses in Harry's family are basically all deer. Harry and his dad James have the same Patronus, a stag, while Lily's is a doe.

always: www, by the way, Snape's Patronus is a doe too~

Kerun: That's a whole lot of information~

Bug Ming: With that ID, you saying that is stabbing me in the heart all over again.

Magpie: Don't do this, I finally managed to forget.

Professor Snape Is Mine: Who the hell are you stabbing?/draws knife

Cold Candy: HP fans are especially diligent. We give ourselves a stab every day, yeah! Wakes you right up!

Proprietress Number Two: Wakes you the hell up.

Harry was a little confused. Why Snape... Then he remembered a message he had seen before. Snape seemed to have loved his mother...

Harry suddenly became wary.

Meanwhile, Fred and George had both finished their tests in no time. They looked at each other in surprise. "Wow!"

"Ours are the same?"

"Even though we're in different houses."

"? Come here and take your beating!"

My Younger Brother Isn't as Handsome as Me: Ha! Our Patronuses!

My Older Brother Is Farting: Are the same!

My Younger Brother Isn't as Handsome as Me: They're both birds!

The two promptly posted their screenshots.

Magpie: !!! Holy shit, they're both magpies!?! Hello everyone, I'm on TV!

Bug Ming: Holy shit, what god-tier brothers, aaaaaah! The twins' Patronuses are magpies too, aaaaaah!

Proprietress Number Two: Aaaaaah!! You two brothers are so alike! I'm bawling!

Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes Proprietress: Holy crap, even the way they talk is alike. I can totally picture them.

Kerun: Holy shit, am I the only one who noticed that the names on their screenshots are Fred and George?!

Proprietress Number Two: Holy shit, what an act! It's so real! I can already feel the twins right here with me.

Bug Ming: I'm screaming like crazy! This substitute is so good.

My Younger Brother Isn't as Handsome as Me: Ahem?! What names? Our names aren't Fred and George.

It was a feeble explanation, but the group members didn't take it seriously anyway. They also registered using the names of their favorite characters and the like, so they assumed these brothers, who were so much like the twins, were playing along with the joke. Fred hurriedly switched back to the previous page and sure enough, there was a name at the top of the screen. His name.

Just then, one observant group member scrolled up.

Oh My Mother: Huh? Come to think of it.

Oh My Mother: The name on comrade Wants to Make Friends' page up there seems to be Harry Potter too!

James-Brand Shampoo: ? What kind of god-tier coincidence is this

Luna Is Ravenclaw's Angel No Objections Accepted: Got it, I'm going to change my name to Luna Lovegood right now/rolls up sleeves

Seeing this, Hermione no longer felt quite so keen on uploading her own screenshot. She ignored the look on Ron's face beside her, which said, "You actually took a screenshot?"

Too many coincidences no longer looked like coincidences. What if they were discovered to be from a different era than the others? Hermione didn't know what would happen.

But in fact, nothing would happen, because this book was meant to be enjoyed. There were no stabbings or anything like that.

Fred and George didn't want to reveal themselves so soon either. What if the group members held back once they found out? Wouldn't that take away a lot of the fun?

But...

No one in the group had considered that possibility. They simply thought it was a coincidence. After all, who would imagine that the wives from another world you discussed every day were right there in the group, watching you go wild?

If someone said it out loud, people would probably think they were overthinking it.

Even so, Harry had a strange premonition that they would be found out someday if things went on like this. He hoped that day would come later. If they found out he really was Harry Potter...

Thinking of the bizarre chat history in the other group, Harry felt inexplicably afraid.

So he generally only read the main group chat.

Unlike the twins, who had already become administrators in their own little group.

Whenever someone in the group praised one of the twins for being handsome, Fred would chime in too.

My Younger Brother Isn't as Handsome as Me: I think Fred's a bit more handsome too!

My Younger Brother Isn't as Handsome as Me: Fantastic!

Whenever that happened, George would always start bickering with Fred in the group.

Lee Jordan couldn't understand it.

My Older Brother Is Farting: No, no, no, George is more handsome.

My Younger Brother Isn't as Handsome as Me: At the end of the day, it's the same face, so Fred is more handsome.

That was their everyday routine, and the group members often laughed themselves silly.

Ahem, back to the present. Another familiar yet not quite familiar friend had appeared in the group.

Must Win This Year: @My Younger Brother Isn't as Handsome as Me, why are you in Hufflepuff?!!

The two exclamation marks were enough to show how shocked the account's owner was. The others looking at their screens hadn't recognized who it was yet, but the Quidditch players knew at a glance.

"Holy crap, that has to be Wood."

Angelina, who was watching, had barely finished speaking when a figure came charging down from the dormitory and, whoosh! darted up to Fred.

Angelina: ? What just went past?

"How could you possibly have been sorted into Hufflepuff?! Are you a spy they sent over!? Or did they buy you off!?"

Fred: ???

Wood grabbed Fred by the shoulders and shook him back and forth. Nearly dizzy, Fred shoved Wood away, looking utterly baffled. "Come on, Captain Wood, it's just a test?"

Another player sighed, used to it. "Forget it. Our first match is coming up, after all. It's normal for Wood to be like this. You'll get used to it."

It was a happy evening.

The Ravenclaws immersed themselves in an ocean of knowledge, all thinking they should learn the spell. They might not need it, but it never hurt to have another skill. Cho, meanwhile, turned to other things, her face full of curiosity. She had taken the test too; her Patronus was a swan.

It was a beautiful swan, and she didn't dislike it.

What made her more curious was an unfamiliar face on the Ravenclaw page.

Luna.

Was she a Ravenclaw student too? Cho didn't think she had seen her before. Was she an older student who had already graduated, or a younger one who hadn't enrolled yet?

The description said Luna had an eccentric personality and was called Loony by the other students.

Hermione, who had also been sorted into Ravenclaw in the test, looked at the familiar face of her idol. "No way..."

It was the greasy smile everyone knew.

"I've read every one of his books! His adventures are so exciting, I really love them!" Hermione's smile had barely lasted before she saw a line in the description: the spell he was best at was Obliviate, which he used to steal other people's experiences and write them into his own books. In the end, he had reaped what he sowed, lost his memory, and remained under treatment at St. Mungo's.

Hermione: ??

Her idol exposed just like that?

Ron patted Hermione on the shoulder to comfort her. To be honest, he really didn't understand what there was to be a fan of about the man. His mother liked him too, but Ron just couldn't see what was so good about him. Now he knew.

Good grief, his adventures had all been stolen.

No wonder people in the group had been calling someone the shame of Ravenclaw.

Hopefully someone like that wouldn't become their professor...

Ron muttered to himself.