[HP] I'm hanging out at Hogwarts

Blaise BE - Boy of the Lake

In the depths of the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, there is a strange ghost, the students of Hogwarts call him—the boy in the lake.

He is a new ghost, but no one knows when he appeared.

He would wait in the Forbidden Forest every day and every night, waiting for the one he loved, and finally walked slowly into the middle of the small lake until the water completely submerged him.

Legend has it that there was a very fantastic story about this boy, which attracted many Hogwarts students to want to go to the Forbidden Forest at midnight to find out.

"Professor Panik! Charlie is gone again!" The little girl Ella Shirin came to the office of Muggle Studies Professor Anne Panik with a lamp. A sketch on the wall.

It was a very beautiful boy. Ella knew that it was not appropriate to describe a boy as "beautiful", but that painting was indeed like this. Simple lines outlined the boy's facial contours and muscle curves, and the boy's eyes were slightly closed. , looking forward vaguely.

"Charlie...he always likes to run around." Reluctantly, Annie asked Ella to go back to bed first, and looked for Charlie everywhere by herself. It was already midnight, where could that naughty child go?

She took Ella's dilapidated kerosene lamp and searched all places in Hogwarts, including every broomroom and every bathroom, but she couldn't find Charlie.

"This child..." Annie had an unusual headache. She remembered the widely circulated story among the students before, the boy in the lake in the Forbidden Forest.

Could that naughty boy be looking for the boy in the lake?

The Forbidden Forest at night is a very dangerous place. Charlie is still a young wizard. If something happens to him, the consequences will be unimaginable... Thinking of this, she hurriedly quickened her pace.

The Forbidden Forest was very quiet at night. She didn't dare to call out loudly, for fear that she would attract some vicious creatures. In fact, it took her a lot of courage to set foot here. Since that incident happened, she didn't want to come here again.

Because Brace...

Annie watched him lie on the hospital bed and leave this world. The last thing he did to her was to wipe away her tears, "Don't cry, I won't allow you to cry in the future."

He passed away with a smile on his face.

On the day of the funeral, Nalinda Zabini presided over the funeral of her son. She held back the tears in her eyes and said how brave her son was and how proud she was of her son. Anne knew that this Mother's heart has already been smashed into thousands of pieces.

He was buried in the southwest corner of the cemetery of the victims, where the air is good, and it is the highest place in the entire cemetery, where he can see the sunrise the earliest.

Anne seems to have become Nalinda's daughter. During these long years of life, she shouldered the responsibility of taking care of Nalinda. Nalinda often sighed, if things hadn't turned out like this...if the two of them were together... What a happy thing that would be.

A long time after his death, she always felt that Blaise was by her side and never left. Sometimes when she was writing, she would make a cup of coffee when she was tired, and subconsciously called Blaise to help her get a bag of squares. sugar…

She didn't realize that Blaise was really gone until no one responded for a long time, but this pain lasted for a long time, just like the old wound on her heart, reminding her all the time, unable to forget this fact.

Later, she replaced Professor Bubbaji as the new Muggle Studies Professor at Hogwarts. She hoped that through daily contact with children, she could forget those sad things.

...............

Light rain began to fall in the night sky, and the path in the forest became more and more difficult to walk. She smelled a smell of rotten leaves.

Until she came to a small lake, this is the place where the rumored boy in the lake appeared. This was nothing unusual, but then, there was a gray-white figure in the center of the lake, and he walked slowly from the center of the lake to the edge of the lake .

Annie broke the lamp in her hand because of surprise.

"Brace..." She covered her mouth, hoping that she would not scream out loud. For so many years, she thought that she had forgotten those things, that the pain would heal with the passage of time, but it turned out that some Scars will hurt forever.

Can't forget until you die.

The feeling of a stick in her throat surrounded her again, making her choked with pain, "Why...why did you choose to be a ghost..."

Wizards generally have two choices after death, accept death or become a ghost, but very few people choose the second option, either because they have too many concerns in the world, or there are some unacceptable reasons.

Once you become a ghost, you can only be a ghost for eternity, and you will no longer feel hungry, cold, or suffer the pain of death.

The bravest man would not want to be a ghost, because that would cost him eternal loneliness, because the people you knew will always die in time.

They are dead, but you exist in this world forever.

That kind of pain is unbearable for ordinary people.

If not a lunatic, then a desperado.

But Blaise...he chose such a cruel way.

"Why did you give up your chance! Become a ghost!" Annie cried.

The ghost was always smiling, he shook his head without saying a word, just like the sketch on the wall, the silent boy.

"Speak up!" Annie ran over to touch him, but she went straight through his body, the feeling was like falling into an ice cellar, and it was so cold that I had a headache and nausea.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, wet her hair and clothes, and the robe was tightly attached to her body, but Blaise had no effect, his hair still looked fluffy and soft, and her clothes seemed to be blown by an invisible wind.

She couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain on her face.

Blaise walked towards her, just about to reach out to touch her, but then retracted. He knew that the current self could only bring her coldness, and she looked so lost and helpless.But he could only remain silent.

Because he made a deal with the god of death, he stayed here in the state of a soul for thousands of years, but he never uttered a single word.

When Reaper asked him why he did this, he smiled and replied, "Promise."

A stubbornness that cannot be let go makes a promise.

He was such a stubborn person.

Annie sucked her nose, trying her best not to look so embarrassed, "Does that hurt?"

He shook his head with a smile on his face.

"Do you... want to say something?" Annie asked, "You said it, and you still have a lot to say to me." Her hair was sticking to her forehead, and the raindrops made her unable to open her eyes. He could squint his eyes and see the ghost boy gradually melting into the water vapor.

He shook his head again.

Does it hurt...or don't know?

"You are still unwilling to speak." Annie took a step forward, and he took a step back, always keeping a distance. This distance is not far, and there are only two words - life and death.

He was already dead, and he could no longer say those words to her himself. He was already a ghost, and the only attachment left in this world was to see her again, and there was nothing else.

If he continued, it gave her new hope, but brought her endless pain, and what he was even more afraid of was that she would also choose to become a ghost to accompany him.

That being the case, it would be better to be cruel to the end.

He turned around and walked slowly into the lake. Annie caught up with him, and the raindrops slapped the lake in chaotic ripples. The lake was much shallower than she imagined. When Blaise found Annie was behind him , he stopped.

Made a gesture for her to go back.

Then he continued to walk towards the center of the lake. Annie didn't give up, and kept following him. The lake was already up to her waist, and she didn't intend to stop.

Until Blaise disappeared in the middle of the lake, Annie approached step by step, the lake did not reach her neck, and the boy in the lake was gone.

"I don't understand why you are doing this, why don't you want to talk to me?" Until the lake submerged her, she heard a sentence in a suffocating trance.

"Because I'm missing you."

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What's the meaning?Are you missing her?Or are you losing him?

Both, Annie thought.

He misses her, she loses him.

Her vision became blurred, and when she woke up, she found herself lying on her desk, and the sun had already risen. Could all this be a dream?

She walked out of the office with her heavy head, and called Ella after class. Ella said that she did come to her, but later she found that Charlie was only locked in the bathroom of the dormitory.

She went to the Forbidden Forest again, but she couldn't find the lake, nor the boy in the lake, but there was still an overturned portable kerosene lamp on the ground.

This is enough to prove that it was not a dream.

When she returned to the office, Annie found little Ella was still here, looking up at the sketch.

"What are you looking at?" Annie knelt down and looked at little Ella.

"I was looking at the painting and the boy laughed."

Annie looked in the direction Ella was pointing at, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, like the smile of the boy in the lake.

My love, I hope you will stop crying in this life and face everything with a smile. I am not a qualified lover and cannot accompany you through the journey of life. From now on, I will become a watchman and watch over your life.

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"This is the story of the boy in the lake. He traded his soul to wait for someone. You idiot!"

"No, no! The boy in the lake will not just wait, he will always be with the one he loves!"

The little wizards began to quarrel again. They argued about the origin of the boy in the lake. Ella and Charlie are a pair of happy friends, and they have been like this since the first grade.

Anne seemed to see the epitome of herself and Blaise.

Year after year passed, Annie remained unmarried all her life, because she didn't get over those pains, and she couldn't hold anyone in her heart. Her "boy" died at the end of spring in May, and he walked gorgeously and brilliantly. The weather was just right that day, and he passed away in the spring when all things were revived.

After he left, she realized that laughing was such a difficult thing, because the boy who often made her laugh was gone.

In order not to worry others, she learned to smile often, learned to hide her emotions with a smile, and she thought, maybe that's what Blaise did.

Her beautiful long reddish-brown hair had turned gray, and her body was no longer young.

The painting on the wall is always smiling, and there are more and more versions of the story of "The Boy in the Lake", which has been blown into hype, but there is only one constant, that is the boy in the lake and his lover. Can't stay together.

Annie knew that this was just an ordinary story with an ordinary tragic ending.

"After so many years, I think I have become you."

She looked at the sketch and said that when she sat at the desk again to correct the students' homework, the eyes of the boy in the sketch drooped slightly, as if she was crying.

A miss, a miss.