if i am not me

12 Grimmauld Place welcomes a long-lost guest tonight.

This house, which was reactivated due to some special circumstances, was rarely illuminated by candles.

However, there were only two people sitting in the house at this time.

The other members of the Order of the Phoenix seemed to understand that the conversation between them was extremely important, so they avoided going out early, leaving this closed space to them.

Sitting on the black leather sofa in the living room, James looked at the dusty silver-haired old man opposite, and said respectfully, "Welcome back, Dumbledore." Although Dumbledore had said it once when he entered the door, at this time he said It is more solemn, and the deep respect contained in it is also unabashedly revealed.

Dumbledore showed a kind smile when he heard the words, and didn't say anything, but took out three scrolls of sheepskin scrolls with many protective spells from the inner pocket of the cloak, and placed them in front of James .

Seeing those scrolls, James' eyes flashed with excitement, and he looked at Dumbledore's eyes that seemed to be always full of wisdom.

Dumbledore deepened the smile on his lips and nodded.

"Thank you for your hard work!" James stood up abruptly, and James bowed deeply.It seems that otherwise, it is not enough to express his gratitude.

"I just did something within my capabilities as an old man." Seeing this, Dumbledore shook his head and touched James' elbow with his hand to signal him to straighten up. "James, I'm getting old. Many things in the future will be left to you young people."

"Dumbledore, what do you mean...?" Dumbledore's words were obviously unexpected to James, after all, he couldn't find any reason for Dumbledore to say these words.

"James, listen to me." Stopping James, Dumbledore pulled him to sit down again, "I have to say, I'm an old guy who has been a likable character for a hundred years, don't joke, I know that a lot of people are scolding me behind my back, but I'm not deaf." He pointed to his ears, with a relaxed expression that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"But there are still some people who are quite tolerant of my weird temper, so this time I almost visited all my old friends from the past. I pulled my old face and told them about the current situation, and promised to help There are quite a few people." Pointing to the three scrolls, Dumbledore said happily. "It's just that you also know that some countries have different customs and customs from ours, so you will have to pay something if you want their help. James, I know that this time the position of Minister of Magic is already yours. That's why , I dare to sign such a thing with them." Speaking, Dumbledore took out the middle scroll from the three scrolls with a red brocade cover.

"You look at it first."

Dumbledore drew out his wand and tapped it on the scroll. In an instant, golden runes flowed across the surface of the scroll, emitting a faint light.And James, who was staring at the scroll carefully, realized that the runes were some strangely shaped characters after the runes shone. They were one of the oldest types of characters in the world.

He is not unfamiliar with this kind of writing. After all, there is a territory in Britain that once belonged to the country that created this magical writing.James took the scroll and buried his head in reading it. Soon, he finished reading the short "agreement", and Dumbledore also read the next two scrolls in time when he finished reading the previous scroll. handed it to him.After a while, James, who finished reading the three scrolls, raised his head with a complicated expression. "Dumbledore..."

"They still give me some face."

James was speechless.

what can i sayNo matter how much gratitude is declared, it just feels so empty.These so-called conditions are actually nothing to a country.Even the most demanding ancient oriental country, in fact, only mentioned some requirements that any country would make when encountering such a situation...

"After you take office, the 'envoys' from various countries will rush to London one after another, so you have to make preparations first." Sighing meaningfully, Dumbledore resealed all the scrolls and put them in James' hands. inside. "James, the stability of this country is in your hands."

Arriving at the lake according to the address Harry wrote on the communication note, Drake saw Harry sitting behind a bush from a distance.At this moment, he was holding a thick book in his hand, but he raised his head slightly, looking at the sparkling water.

Walking slowly to his side, he pulled the dry grass stalks on the ground with his hands, and Draco sat down on the ground just like him.

"What are you thinking about?"

The slightly hoarse voice showed that the boy who spoke had entered a period of voice change, and was no longer as cheerful as before, but it gave Harry an inexplicable feeling that he would be seduced by it.

I have to say that this feeling is extremely fresh.

You know, in Harry's memory, they also had such a growth period.But at that time, they were too incompatible, so the evaluation of this voice will always stay in Harry Potter's ruthless mockery of Master Malfoy's male duck voice.He never thought that one day, this voice, which he regarded as the best weapon against Master Malfoy, would make his heart beat so uncontrollably.

Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help laughing inwardly.However, although there were some things in his mind that he was absolutely embarrassed to let his lover know, on the face he met Draco with doubtful eyes in a serious manner, tilted his head and smiled and said, "I was just thinking, why would it happen?" Don't even have a house?"

"Still thinking about this question?" Harry's answer made Draco raise his eyebrows, and with his hand on the grass, he grabbed a handful of dry grass and slowly twirled it with his fingers.

Shrugging, Harry showed a helpless look. "Isn't it impossible for me not to let myself think? Actually, I don't want to. You know, we have only three months left for the exam. I wish I could read more books." Flipping through the pages of the book in his hand, "I only read sixteen pages today, alas..."

"Sixteen pages... What a terrible statistic. I thought, do I want to congratulate you on getting the same treatment as Ron and Neville tomorrow." Draco suddenly chuckled, and his thin lips spit out A series of words and sentences that are obviously full of schadenfreude.

"Hey! Drake, you can't tell Hermione!" Harry became anxious when he heard what Drake said.You know, a few of them have bet before!

Of course, ordinary bets Harry didn't take seriously.However, if they lose this time, it's not just as simple as Ron and Neville being dragged by Hermione to do special training before the exam.You know, he secretly bet Hermione on the "Ancient Rare Spells" that he managed to get from Lucius...

Draco originally just wanted to have fun with his lips, teasing this lover who had been slightly depressed since he sneaked out last time, but he didn't expect Harry to have such a big reaction.

Could it be...

Keenly aware of the ambiguity in Harry's words, a sly look crossed Draco's eyes.

"So you don't want to lose...?" Draco asked slowly, and Draco relaxed his body and fell backwards. The soft grass stalks made him feel that this position was extremely comfortable.

Seeing this posture, Harry knew that the kid was going to make a condition.

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