who moved my coffin

My name is Elena McBurt, and I am a sixth-year Slytherin student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I want to be an opera singer, but I dare not let my family know. Sung by Melon, the wizard's popular opera, I can't hear good without soaking my ears in butterbeer.

In the McBurt family who have been Slytherin or Ravenclaw for generations, I am just an inconspicuous girl. My sister Fanny is beautiful and generous, with excellent grades. She is a loyal follower of Lord Voldemort and the pride of the family, and I , except for the nice name, everything else is very ordinary, even if you have seen me a hundred times, you will not remember what I look like.

I thought my whole life would be like this, going to school, graduating, and marrying a little nobleman with similar status to my family. If possible, that little nobleman should be rich. I clearly understand: I can’t decide my future, my love , is also a luxury.

But how can I not long for love, especially when it comes so suddenly.

Cyrus Ilrachat, I will never forget this name, but the ridiculous thing is that he may never know that there is a girl named Irina McBurt who had a crush on him all his life.

That was when I first entered school, because I knew my future long ago, and I was looking for a future marriage partner very early. Obviously, I don’t have to think about the few people sitting in front of the Slytherin long table, and even if I do, it’s useless , the middle back position is best, as long as it's not a half-blood or a mudblood.

I have to say that most girls still judge people by their appearance. Cyrus Ilrajat has a pair of charming golden-green eyes. I don’t know why others haven’t noticed it. They are so naughty and sly eyes, but they often reveal innocent eyes. An undeniably pure and innocent color.

Although, he always lowers his eyes and likes to squint to see other people's jokes, but since the day I was sorted into Slytherin, I saw his eyes looking at me, maybe it was just his inadvertent behavior, but I immediately Falling in love, love, just so inexplicably came.

I don't know why my heart is so excited, it may be because I am also a person who likes to keep a low profile and hide, I understand that kind of eyes, it is the helplessness of hiding pride and sharpness under the confused disguise of pretending to be stupid, it is the self-protection of the weak.

That year, I was in the first grade and he was in the second grade.

Hee hee, I know his little problems really make him more cute, those reckless, reckless guys, who made you upset Cyrus; also, those ostentatious women wearing strong perfume, You will pay for poisoning the air; ah, my hero, you punished that nasty professor, and he didn't say "please" to me when he asked a question; Let your beard eat the cockroaches...

But why does Robert? Gale pay attention to him, this damn guy, does he also secretly miss my Cyrus?I curse him!

Ah, Senior Histaro, how could you do this, Cyrus has a reason to punish those rubbish, he has already done it very secretly...Damn Snape, half-breed bastard, I know it's you Mind your own business... My Cyrus, you just punished those scum that polluted the air a little bit, don't worry, I will cooperate with you, I know what you mean, Cyrus my dear, I will make Snape famous Sweeper, just use a rumor, I know who will cooperate, they have long wanted to punish that half-breed bastard.

I'm worried, now the whole Slytherin is on guard against that master poisoner, if this continues, Cyrus will definitely not be able to hide for long, I hope those victims will not trouble him.

Great, I found out that Senior Lucius was in contact with him, yes, although he hides his sharpness, gold always shines, but I was even more surprised that Senior Histaro and the others actually had a snow cover Les means, hum, is it jealousy?Lord Voldemort's subordinates are actually avenging their own personal revenge. Don't think that I don't know about Senior Lucius' protection of Snape. You dare to hinder Cyrus' future. I will be a villain and crucify you!

Fifth grade, before he knew it, he was already a fifth grader.

Is my spring coming?

Our family backgrounds are similar, and my elder sister Fanny also has a status among the Death Eaters. The family doesn't care about the value of my marriage. My elder sister is obviously more suitable as a marriage tool than me. Does it mean that I can choose my other half?

I thought, maybe, I could confess to him.

Damn it, Lord Voldemort's arrival interrupted my plan, and I stood behind him tremblingly, anxiously realizing that he didn't come over.

After all, he is proud. He seems to be very pessimistic about Voldemort's future. Although I also think that the lord is too arrogant and does not conform to my aesthetics, I dare not confront the Dark Lord face to face. I am still too weak. Sure enough, we are Is there a relationship?

Lord Voldemort wants him to go to Voldemort's Manor tomorrow. If something bad happens, he will die. Otherwise, I will hurt him and let him go.

Damn it, Cyrus, why did you say this method? Do you actually want to go, Cyrus, you idiot, don't provoke Voldemort, he is beyond your imagination!

He came back safe and sound. The next day, Lord Voldemort actually gave him back the brooch. I didn't dare to think why. Could have climbed into Voldemort's bed, but not Cyrus, he was proud, I know, he would never allow himself to be insulted like that.

Hmm...Actually, if they are really close, I think Cyrus should be the one on top.

Ah, what are you thinking about, the matter is definitely not simple, Cyrus is smirking, I can see that it is the ablation after his prank, and a more terrifying thought arises, he, shouldn't he deceived Voldemort, right?

ah! !Very likely, he even dared to tease Dumbledore, maybe he really fooled Lord Voldemort!But, Voldemort is not Dumbledore, he really killed people, my dear, what should I do, I can't help you, I'm too weak, my family is too weak, now, I dare not even approach you.

I hate my weak self, my weak family, and this fate that has to make me succumb.

But, why did you let me have an intersection with you when I was desperate...

—————Small scenes of memories—————

The duel ended quickly. When Potter agreed to the bet, Cyrus easily activated the lower head that had been hidden in Potter's hair for a long time. Potter, who was in the shape of a stroke, thought he was under the petrification spell.

Sirius and the others on the side were stunned, James almost stood still and let Cyrus hit him.

"You poisoned! You must have poisoned!" Sirius yelled out his wand, but was knocked down by a backlash from the wand, along with Lupine and Peter.

"Thank you for the loyalty curse, oaths are still more reliable than people..." Smiling, he squatted down and looked at the embarrassed group of four.

"Despicable!" The three shouted in unison, and one of them stared at the ceiling (of course it was the petrified Mr. Potter).

"Despicableness is the passport of the despicable!" Cyrus said quickly, as if he was very proud.

"We won't let you go!" The three shouted again, and one of them howled inwardly (of course it was the petrified Mr. Potter).

"You won't let me go? Do you think I will let you leave easily, and then come to disturb my reading next time?" Cyrus smiled wickedly.

"You...what do you want to do?"

"Hmph, I'll give you some souvenirs!...Huh? Who's there, stand up!" Cyrus' expression darkened suddenly.

A girl with long brown hair and an ordinary face timidly came out of a secret passage, which was a convenient passage inside Slytherin. She had obviously just passed by, and she was at a loss when she saw the scene in front of her.

"Miss, do you need help?" Cyrus smiled at the Slytherin junior.

The Slytherin junior seemed dazzled by his smile, and stared blankly at Cyrus.

Cyrus blinked, not understanding why this silly girl didn't leave yet.

There was a silence for half a minute, just when Cyrus was about to give the junior girl a "forget everything", the brown-haired girl lowered her head, walked slowly to Cyrus, and said softly in a voice that only Cyrus could hear. Say, "Take off their clothes, let them pose in various ambiguous poses, use this spell-'Quick Shadow Flash', it's very simple, you can also read it silently, then save it in the wand, put it on any paper and do it Into a picture album..."

Cyrus raised his brows, looked sideways at the girl with very surprised eyes, paused for a while and then nodded slightly.

The brown-haired girl blushed, took a step back, lowered her head again, and left quickly.

Cyrus turned his head, looked at the four people who were either limp or stiff on the ground, and smiled even more sinisterly.

……

After half an hour—

"Remember, it must be in the auditorium where everyone is present at night!" Cyrus re-emphasized with a smile, leaving the four red-faced and angry guys behind, and left triumphantly.

"Eh? Why did you forget to ask her name, what a talent!" Cyrus walked for a long time before patting his head and saying depressingly.

He didn't know that shortly after he left, a pair of obsessive eyes followed his back.

—————Memories end, turn into confession—————

I didn't tell him my name, and I don't regret it. Since we can't be together in the future, let me keep this precious secret love memory. "Quick Shadow Flash" is a little spell I invented. Take a photo when I pass by him, and after a few years, I will have his photo in my photo album. When I am older, I will sit in a rocking chair and tell the children who are looking forward to love.

But I found that no matter how I cast a spell or experiment, I can successfully save anyone's image, but I can't save his image in the wand. As soon as I put it on the paper, his shadow turns into smoke and disperses. , leaving me alone, puzzled, and finally, I can only conclude that I have no fate with him.

My love is actually very simple, just have a memory that belongs to me, even if he doesn't know it all his life: there is a girl who once fell in love with him.