Being a passerby in HP female protagonist fanfiction

"Wait, wait, wait." I was starting to lose my composure.

Willotte looked at me nonchalantly and asked, "Claire doesn't like it?"

"...Not really."

I do usually act like I really like magical creatures, so there's no need to deny it at this time.

"I'm just a little curious. Didn't the Ministry of Magic pass a law banning dragon ownership a long time ago? Why does Mr. Hagrid have dragon eggs?" I hesitated. "And how did you know, Willow?"

“I found it when I was helping Mr. Hagrid deal with the goblins,” Willotte blinked, looking utterly innocent.

"Whether it's illegal or not is not important, but Hagrid's dragon eggs are indeed of dubious origin."

"We must trust that Hagrid will find a way to fool the Ministry of Magic."

This was a strange statement. Willotte was still smiling, but there seemed to be something odd about that smile.

"..."

My gut feeling tells me that Willotte is planning something.

Use your sharp mind to quickly recall what happened at that moment.

I remember... in fanfiction, Willow did participate in this storyline, helping Hagrid send away the dragon cubs, gaining Hagrid's trust, and getting closer to Harry, Hermione, and Ron. She also connected with Charlie Weasley's storyline, and I think there was more to it later...

He discovers the unspoken secret between Quirrell and Voldemort, delivers a heavy blow to Quirrell and Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest, and uses Avada Kedavra for the first time, forcibly kicking Voldemort out of Hogwarts.

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My fingers couldn't help but rearrange their position.

Oh no, why did I only just think of that now?

"What if we get caught?" I asked, looking worried. "Mr. Hagrid could very well end up in court."

“I’ll definitely help him, don’t worry, Claire.” Willotte smiled. “More important than that is your own will. I remember Claire loves magical creatures, she’d be so happy to see a dragon.”

"Don't feel guilty. Just take a look and consider this another birthday gift I'm giving you."

“I’ve said it before, I’ll take care of everything if Claire wants to.”

The blonde girl's expression was sincere, as if she were looking at the most important person in her life, but unfortunately I couldn't quite grasp it and chose to ignore it.

"I'm scared, I don't really want to go." I honestly expressed my concerns.

Keeping dragons is illegal. Although I love magical creatures, I don't have the confidence to challenge the authority of the Ministry of Magic, nor do I want to risk being noticed by Quirrell.

"Can't you just come with me? We'll just go to Hagrid's house for a quick look." Willotte's tone was both coquettish and strangely stubborn. "We can go together, you can't just let me go alone."

"..."

I paused for a moment, calmly assessing the choice between going and not going.

Willotte seemed genuinely eager for me to see the dragon egg, and she was willing to argue with me about it for so long. The attitude she conveyed was also worth pondering.

She couldn't possibly be unaware that I dislike this kind of thing, so she explicitly pointed out Hagrid's illegal actions, informed me of the existence of the dragon eggs, and involved me in her social interactions...

Her words concealed some intention.

Is this yet another test?

Ever since I talked to Willotte last time, she's been clinging to me and keeps dropping bombshells in my ear, like talking about dark magic, which pure-blood families are at odds with which one, and which Slytherin upperclassmen aren't good people...

However, it wasn't in-depth.

I've always been detached, holding onto the idea that everything is irrelevant to me, and hoping that as long as things go according to the fan fiction, nothing will happen.

But what if the story doesn't follow the fanfiction's plot?

I can't say for sure what will happen. Thinking about this will only lead me into a vicious cycle. Even if things change, it won't be a big deal. But I do need to pay attention to the whereabouts and actions of the main characters so that I can respond in time.

There was this meaning in his initial interactions with Willow and Hermione.

So what does Willotte want to do right now?

I blinked.

Put aside the added bonus of the plot, immerse yourself in the real action.

—The female protagonist of a fanfiction, Willotte Gaunt.

She had already noticed Quirrell's odd behavior and learned the true origin of Hagrid's dragon egg. She easily got Hagrid to reveal more, which only increased her suspicion of Quirrell.

She tried to explore the fourth-floor corridor and even spotted the Cerberus, Louie. Of course, she could get past Louie with her abilities, but she was more curious about the purpose of the arrangement than how she got through.

With her intelligence, she could certainly guess that this was set up by Dumbledore. Who else in the entire Hogwarts besides him could create such a mechanism in the fourth-floor corridor? It was precisely because it was Dumbledore's mechanism that Cerberus was able to guard that place and watch over the unknown treasure.

She noticed that even several teachers were involved: the devil vines, the flying broomsticks, and the three-headed dog, clearly from Hagrid, the game's guard. Several different traps were set up separately, tricky but not deadly. The real treasure wouldn't be in this place; their purpose seemed to be more than just protection, but also trials.

The dragon egg, Lululemon likes to listen to music—someone is trying to find a way to deal with Cerberus from Hagrid.

Someone wants to enter that place and take the treasure.

Dumbledore's explicit warning at the opening banquet was a bait.

The question is, what are we protecting? What are we tempting? What are we testing?

—The boy who survived, Harry Potter.

—The strange, shady Quirrell.

Willotte Gaunt doesn't yet know the real secret, but she's eager to find out.

Danger comes with opportunity, and Willotte hopes to gain more from it, whatever it may be.

So she approached Hagrid and helped him solve the problem of the dragon eggs.

Things have progressed to this point.

At this point, Willotte did something outside the plot: she invited me to go see the dragon egg.

Willotte said we were friends, and given her personality, she wouldn't waste so much energy on someone she didn't know for no reason; our friendship was genuine.

Well, I don't know if it's a lot or not, but after being study partners for almost a year, you must have developed some feelings for each other.

"Just keep me company."

"The two of us together."

"I can't be alone."

Willotte wanted me to act with her and expressed a strong desire to share.

I remember that in fanfiction, characters like Willow usually only have subordinates and allies besides enemies.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Could it be what I'm thinking?

Willow wants me to be her subordinate? So she specifically wants me to work with her through thick and thin?!

Starting to win over all kinds of students in the first grade, upon closer inspection, it doesn't seem impossible... No, there's definitely something wrong with that.

My thoughts get stuck here.

I really wanted to scratch my head or punch myself to clear my head, but I obviously couldn't afford to think for too long. Under Willotte's gaze, I spoke with difficulty.

“…Alright, since Willotte has said so,” I sighed, then laughed. “I do really like dragons.”

“I know,” Willotte said with satisfaction.

She reassured me that she would handle everything and that we could go see it together as soon as the holiday started.

Finally, as we were about to stop using the two-way mirror, Willotte offered her belated birthday wishes.

Happy birthday, Claire.