HP Dawn Night

【PartA Shadow in the Mirror】

The satin slipped from his hands, and Albus took a step back, the imposing mirror standing in front of him like a mountain.

The moonlight spilled through the window into the empty and silent classroom, pulling that lonely shadow into an extraordinarily slender appearance.

Anyone who sees this scene will be amazed from ear to ear: the greatest wizard of our time sneaked into an abandoned classroom in the middle of the night, just to take a look at the legendary Mirror of Erised.

Albus stared blankly at the figure in the mirror.

The Mirror of Erised can reveal people's deep-seated longing, even if it is illusory, it is enough to make people intoxicated.Even he could not resist the charm of this magic mirror.

Percival's eyes were narrowed behind the glasses with a smile, and his face was filled with pure joy, no trace of Azkaban's torture, and it was exactly the father in Albus's remaining memories. look like.

One day, many, many years ago, Percival came home from get off work and handed Albus a Chocolate Frog from his coat pocket as a reward for reading The Tales of Beedle the Bard by himself.That was the first time Albus had tasted this new and interesting candy.

"If one day, you can stay on this, then you will have become a wizard who will go down in history." When the young Albus held up the picture and asked Percival to read the content on it, Percival said so.

That was really many, many years ago, when Aberforth was a baby and the Dumbledore family lived in the Lotland.

Albus stared silently at the figure in the mirror.

Candela was smiling brightly, she looked young and full of life, her blue eyes had a luminous brilliance, the years had not yet turned her into an exhausted woman, Albus took a step closer and stared at the woman fascinated, this It's his mother.

One day, many, many years ago, Candela sang and brought breakfast to the table. Albus rubbed his eyes and came down the stairs. Candela waved to him, picked up a small box from under the Christmas tree, and stuffed it into his hands.When Albus opened it, he found that inside was a pair of thick woolen socks of ordinary workmanship.

"Oh, this pair is not very well made. Albus, you can just let it go." Candela smiled shyly, "Do you like it? Mom will knit a pair of socks for you every year, okay?"

That was really many, many years ago, before Candela could hand-knit woolen socks, before Albus went to Hogwarts.

Albus looked peacefully at the man in the mirror.

Aberforth grinned, he was very similar to Albus, except that his brows did not have the sullen anger that had been so many years later.Albus couldn't help getting close to Aberforth's face, and he seemed to see the shadow of himself when he was young from his younger brother's face.

One afternoon, many, many years ago, Aberforth came running up the hillside hopping, holding a pale yellow candy in his hand: "Albus, Albus, here is the candy!" He picked it up and put it in his mouth unconsciously——ah!Aberforth laughed out loud. "What does it taste like, Albus?"

That was really many, many years ago, before Albus hated Bibby's Dolce, before Aberforth was obsessed with goats.

Albus looked sadly at the man in the mirror.

Ariana smiled timidly, as she always seemed to do.In Arianna's short-lived life, the brilliance brought by Albus has always shrouded her head. She always looked up at her brother with respect and awe, but at that time Albus always forgot to bow his head. Look at the little sister hiding in the shadows.

One evening many, many years ago, Ariana was sitting on the doorstep weaving a purple wreath of wicker, daisies, and irises: "Albus, for you..." she whispered, "This is Ravenclaw's crown, wear it and you will be the smartest brother in the world!"

It was a day many, many years ago, when Ariana was just learning to speak, and the Dumbledores were still living in the Loam.

The pendulum clock on the wall woke up those who were suddenly in a dream.The moonlight gradually faded, and the light and shadow moved in an instant.Day is approaching, and the stagnation of midnight is quickly dissipating.

The heavy shadow cast by the mirror touched the corner of Albus's robe like a ferocious monster, and he took a step back in horror, as if the unreal shadow could hurt him.

He looked into the mirror again, and there was only an old man in it.

(some explanation:

1. Albus says he doesn't want to be taken off the Chocolate Frog Card - in relation to Percival.

2. In Philosopher's Stone, Albus told Harry that he saw himself holding a thick woolen sock-the woolen sock represents family affection and is related to Candela.

3. In "Chamber of Secrets", Albus said that he had eaten bad-tasting Bibi multi-flavored beans when he was young, and in "Death Hallows", Aberforth asked Harry "Oh? Do you think you are worse than me?" Know Albus?" - pertaining to Aberforth

4. Both "Half-Blood Prince" and "Death Hallows" describe Albus's confession to Ariana's death, and in the original book, Albus often wears various purple robes - related to Ariana)

【PartB The Sword in the Lake】

"I will hide this sword with a clever spell, and only those who are really Gryffindor-like can get it when they need it," Godric said.

"Do you think this method is safe enough?" Helga's hands were tightly twisted together.

As if sensing something, Godric cast a glance towards the curtain.

"I have no descendants, and I don't want to rashly choose a candidate to inherit the sword. This is the fairest way I can think of." He lowered his voice and said calmly.

"Hel...Helga..." An angry voice came from behind the curtain, and Helga quickly lifted the curtain:

"how do you feel?"

The seriously ill Rowena didn't even have the strength to open her eyes, but she still stubbornly uttered a word from between her lips: "Today...is there a letter from...Baro?"

Helga's hands tightened, and silence had already given Rowena the best answer.

"It's been a long time..." she murmured vaguely.Ravenclaw's proud intellect could not give her an answer, and Rowena was no longer keenly aware of potential possibilities.

"I happen to need to take a long trip," Godric said decisively, "maybe I can find traces of Helena or Barrow along the way."

Rowena didn't answer as if she had fallen into a deep sleep—the disease made her less and less awake time, and most of the time she just talked about her obsession in a drowsy state: to find the missing daughter Hai Lena.

Helga pulled the quilt for Rowena, and she lowered the blue bed curtain: "Are you going to find him?" Her bright brown eyes showed deep worry.

Godric acquiesced.

"Is it possible for you to find him?" Helga suddenly became excited. "If Salazar wanted to hide, there was no way for anyone to know where he was. Not to mention—not to mention you don't know where you are going." Find!" Helga blushed, and she said earnestly to Godric, "Listen, I can't let you take any more risks, Salazar is gone, Rowena is sick, I can't ..." She couldn't go on.Godric reached out for her just in time, and helped her into an armchair.

"Listen, Helga," he explained mildly, "I'm not out to take risks. I still want to find Salazar and convince him to come back, because the four of us built Hogwarts together, and perhaps Salazar Razar has some differences with us, but I think he has the same feelings towards Hogwarts as we do. Now if something happens to one of you and me, the other must be alone, assuming Salazar wants to come back... ..." Godric sighed softly when he said this, "I think he is still our friend."

"He is not our friend!" Helga turned up the volume angrily, and she stood up suddenly from the armchair. It's fundamentally different! You said you wanted him back here, but think about it, what would Hogwarts be like if Salazar really came back? He would teach his theories to the students! That is against our original intention!"

Helga's words were irrefutable, and Godric hung his head dejectedly.

"Don't look for him," said Helga after a long silence, "or, go and kill him."

Godric looked up at Helga's calm face in shock: "Kill him?" He repeated Helga's words softly, "Some of his thoughts are indeed contrary to yours and mine, but that can constitute Is there any reason to put him to death?"

"You're not Salazar's only 'friend'," said Helga dryly. "I know him as well as you do. So does Rowena. I don't know if you realize it, but Salazar is demagoguery." I am afraid that the attainments in this area are far above you and me. You go to see him, talk to him calmly, and he may inadvertently convince you to listen to him. We can't take such a risk, Godric, at present With two of the four founders absent, Hogwarts cannot afford another pillar."

Godric was silent, he recalled the last quarrel between Salazar and him——

"We should get rid of the Mudbloods from the student list! Their ancestors are laymen who don't know magic. You want to recruit them? They? These little thieves who stole wizard magic?"

Godric suddenly thought of something: "I thought I could give him another chance."

"It's not your fault."

"I used to trust him so much, I even introduced him as a confidant."

"It's not your fault, the four of us used to be very good friends. But that was before differences arose." Helga patted Godric's hand, "Salazar chose his way, we chose out our way."

"You're right. Perhaps Salazar had already made his decision when he left Hogwarts." He drew out the sword he was wearing, and the sharp white blade reflected Godric's no longer young face, " But I still have to leave."

"To find Helena?"

"And Barrow." Godric put the sword back into the scabbard. "Frankly, I don't know if Rowena's decision to let Barrow go to Helena was the right move."

"Baro loves Helena very much, and he asked to find it." Helga said helplessly, "Do you think this is inappropriate?"

Godric frowned: "I just think... Barrow is a little crazy sometimes. I hope I think too much." He shook his head, shaking the cloud from his heart.

"Remember to write and tell us your whereabouts." Helga enjoined.

Godric did not return to Hogwarts until much later.

His sad news came back from the Albanian forest much faster than his own return.

Hogwarts has two new ghosts; Rowena Ravenclaw has died.

"I have one thing to tell you," Helga said as she walked with Godric by the lake, "I didn't see Rowena's diadem when she was arranging her things."

"Maybe she used some spells to protect it." Godric looked at the dark Forbidden Forest.

"You think so too? That's good, I thought I lost it." Helga breathed a sigh of relief, "What are you thinking?" She looked sideways at her friend's pensive face.

"Nothing," Godric said, "just trying to figure something out."

Years later, Helga Hufflepuff also died.Before she died, she left the gold cup to her children.

Later, Godric heard some news that Salazar Slytherin also passed away, and he insisted on opposing the idea of ​​​​spotted wizards until his death.And his locket and ring are left to his descendants in the same line.

Finally, when Godric Gryffindor was about to die, he took out the sorting hat and the sword: "I, Godric Gryffindor, cast this spell: this sword only Can be obtained by someone with the true Gryffindor traits, it will appear automatically - when they need help. But when the person's heart changes, it will no longer have otherworldly powers. When the person and When the heir of Slytherin comes to a close showdown, I beg you, the Sorting Hat, to give him the sword and bring the courage and boldness of Gryffindor to help him win; when the man is in extreme conflict At that time, the sword will appear at the bottom of the lake, and either his best friend will come to his aid regardless of the past, or he will die at the bottom of the lake, and my sword will not serve him. This spell will last forever, Gryffin Many swords will not belong to any one forever, and it will be equal to all warriors."

Shrewd Slytherin, from the dark mire, your ring and locket are treasured.

The potion failed, and blood relatives brutally killed each other.

Your descendants have sealed their souls in it,

They were all pierced by Gryffindor's sword, and their souls were scattered.

Merciful Hufflepuff, from the open valley, your golden cup is passed to your descendants.

Passed down from generation to generation until you meet someone with a heart.

Your cup and its counterfeit are locked in the vault,

It was eaten away by venom and turned into nothing.

Beautiful Ravenclaw, from the peaceful lake, your beloved daughter stole your treasure.

She will die, a madman who cannot be loved.

Your crown is branded with darkness,

It will burn up and turn to dust.

Brave Gryffindor, from the barren swamp, your sword is raised high by the warrior.

The sword at the bottom of the lake, the secret hidden under the brim.

It is as invincible as your last wish,

Until the end of the war, everything was peaceful.

(some explanation:

1. What is the sword in the lake? ——In the Forest of Dean in "Death Hallows", when Harry found the sword in the water, he almost drowned when he went to get it, but Ron saved him.Coupled with the break between Godric and Salazar, I forcibly pulled it into a meme-.-

2. The relationship between Godric and Salazar - the beholder sees benevolence and the wise sees wisdom.

3. Welcome to ask questions...

The author has something to say:

I was a little dizzy when I wrote these two articles. Little angels who don’t understand are welcome to ask questions/make bricks

It is said that among the Big Four in the original book, it seems that only Godric Gryffindor has no children [smiling face], I feel that I have discovered something incredible~