Being a passerby in HP female protagonist fanfiction

Noticing Little Barty's footsteps, I slowly woke up and sat up, still half asleep.

On the desk were the newspaper I had just read, the books I had read before but hadn't had time to put away, Hazel's snack bag, and my notebook.

"You're back, Gavin." I looked up and greeted him. "You must be tired from work."

"Hmm. Is Claire reading?" Little Barty said softly, seemingly apologizing for disturbing my sleep. He looked around the study with some curiosity. "There weren't so many books when I came last time. Claire really loves reading."

Little Barty contributed to the decoration of the study, but I handled all the subsequent data entry myself. I also personally arranged everything related to my private space. Unless someone deliberately tries to find out, Little Barty won't know what I actually own.

This is where the benefits of financial autonomy come into play. I'm grateful to the unknown person who sends me my living expenses on time every month and to my friend Xiaoming who spits out gold coins.

I'm very happy buying things every day while keeping track of my budget.

“No, that’s not it,” I answered Little Barty honestly. “I just like collecting them. Don’t you feel a sense of accomplishment looking at all these books neatly arranged together?”

I proudly pointed to the row of cabinets along the wall.

“Oh…” Little Bartino seemed to be thinking, but seeing my expression, he couldn’t help but laugh. “This reminds me of the time I went to the Muggle supermarket to buy things.”

I thought about it for a moment.

When I was decorating the room with Barty, we had a serious discussion about whether to buy furniture from Diagon Alley or the Wizarding World, or from a regular furniture market. In the end, we decided to do both.

Then, the well-behaved young man Gavin Barty, disguised as a model citizen, went out with me.

Logically speaking, buying furniture shouldn't be an easy task for Little Barty, but in reality, both Little Barty and I were quite serious and it was quite difficult.

Me: "Gavin, Gavin, what do you think of this cushioned armchair?"

Little Barty: "It looks good, but maybe we should have picked a softer one; this one is a bit hard."

Me: "Gavin, Gavin, what do you think of this? It's very comfortable!"

Little Barty tested it carefully and made a comparison: "It's good, this one is nice, and the color is also very warm."

Me: "And what about this bookshelf?"

Little Barty looked into my expectant eyes and said, "Not bad either."

Me: "Okay!"

The fact that he went to the furniture market with Barty Crouch Jr. was already quite magical. Although he had a lot of experience in disguise magic, it didn't mean that he was also adept at life. With such a youthful appearance and gentle manner, he was likely to be taken advantage of when buying things.

In unfamiliar territory, Little Barty and I, two novices, could only stare at each other, secretly observing others to decide our actions.

The exchange rate between the Gallon and the pound was so strange and unpredictable that Little Barty almost got overcharged by his boss when he wasn't paying attention. However, he quickly deduced from his boss's reaction and the information he observed around him that the price he received was high.

When she's with me, she can maintain her persona well, but when she meets ordinary people, she can't hide some of her traits, such as the subconscious look of disdain she gives them, her reliance on and complacency with magical abilities, and her lack of understanding and prejudice against the world of ordinary people.

Little Barty is very smart. When faced with this situation, he can recognize his own shortcomings and quickly change his course of action. I watched him go from being unfamiliar to being skilled. Going to the market was like attending a social class for him. His communication was natural and fluent.

Noticing my shocked expression, she even curled the corners of her lips and winked at me secretly.

As for myself, I am still struggling in the abyss of exchange rates, constantly wondering how this unreasonable financial system can be maintained.

“I remember now,” I said. “This cabinet was bought back then.”

"Can I take a look?" Little Barty asked.

"Of course." I waved my hand and tidied up the messy table.

“It’s good to enjoy reading, but don’t stay in one place all the time. Go out and get some exercise.” Little Barty reminded me as he walked to the cabinet, picked up a book, and said, “I remember Claire, you bought a lot of books at the Muggle bookstore. Let me see… um?”

Little Battyton stayed there.

The book in his hand had a large title written on its cover.

Benefits and Tutorial of Boar Castration

Little Barty: "..."

He silently picked up the next book.

Humanitarianism: Is it the animal or you that is being castrated?

"..."

Let's move to a different spot and get another book.

How to Argue Elegantly Like a Slytherin

This one was a bit more normal. Little Barty opened it and glanced at it, but he felt that he couldn't quite understand the kind of entertainment that young people pursue these days.

After tidying up my study, I went out to dinner with Little Barty, who was still deep in thought. After dinner, we had a serious discussion about the possibility of building a greenhouse in the backyard.

"I'll do it when I have time later," the all-powerful Little Barty readily agreed.

"Great!" I cheered inwardly, thanked Little Barty sincerely, and then returned to my room.

Today was such a pleasant day! I slept too much this afternoon and now I can't fall asleep. My friend Xiaoming is lying dead on the edge of my bed, so I just lay down too and started reviewing my magic practice in my mind.

Compared to being a complete novice in magic a year ago, I have made great progress, but it's not enough; danger still exists.

Last time in the Forbidden Forest, I used an enhanced version of Bright as Day. The sudden high intensity of light was enough to confuse the enemy, but such magic is very difficult to control and consumes more magic power. In actual combat, it can only be used once or twice as a means of surprise attack.

Sigh, are there any other spells that are easy to master and have high destructive power?

Although I can practice other offensive magic, it's difficult to explain the origin of these spells. Before reaching a certain age, some spells must be hidden.

The cheat wand allows me to protect myself without having to worry about controlling my magic, but it does consume a significant amount of my magic.

I once used Avada Kedavra with Xiaoming to test the magic wand. On the surface, it seemed easy to use, but I guess the actual effect would be hard to judge.

The Avada Kedavra curse has become so overused in fan fiction that it seems like anyone can use it, but that's not actually the case.

In the magical world, there are many ways to kill someone. If a powerful wizard is willing, he can make anyone die a very gruesome death. Even the simplest thing, like a spring of water, can be deadly. A casually thrown object from a high place can kill someone without them even noticing. Avada Kedavra, as a curse that kills instantly, can even be described as gentle and unpretentious on the surface.

The reason it is listed as one of the three unforgivable curses is simple—its malevolence is too great.

The caster must be filled with a resolute and intense killing intent. Once struck, death is irreversible. Compared to ordinary magic, it is the most malevolent, a spell designed entirely for killing.

Normal people cannot use it, and those with soft hearts cannot use it. Only those who harbor malice and murderous intent towards those around them at all times can cast Avada Kedavra anytime, anywhere.

Reaching this level, calling it an unforgivable curse seems quite fitting.

Logically speaking, Avada Kedavra cannot be cast without any intention to kill.

So here's the question: does my Avadala spell actually work when I use the cheat wand?

I lay leisurely on the bed, moving my hands back and forth.

If it works... it either means the cheat wand also manipulates the caster's murderous intent, or it means it changes the prerequisites for magic.

In the world of Harry Potter, magic is highly sensitive to emotions; intense emotions can give rise to powerful magic.

So……

Some dangerous thoughts flashed through my mind.

As expected, you still can't rely on a cheat wand.

I shook my head.