[HP] Born to be a pair

Chapter 43

In such a precarious and crisis-ridden period, Renee looked more radiant than before. She not only grew taller, but also gained weight.

Some flesh grew on her pale pointed face, which made her usually sad expression more cheerful. Now she can also stand tall and proud, and people will only sigh when they see her: "What a healthy and beautiful girl!" girl!"

After Neville left, the rest of the summer vacation was just normal, nothing special happened.

Renee went to work as usual, traded all her time for a handful of bills, and then, like her old miser father, put the money in a savings box, secured with a brass lock and a combination lock, and put it in her own under the bed.

Picking a sunny and warm day, Renee first rode a bicycle to Brockenhurst Railway Station, and then took the train to Southampton.

Here, she accidentally found an owl post office, which was hidden near the harbor, where Renee admired the novel scene of seabirds and owls flying together, and sent out the letter addressed to Shafik House.

As time passed, it gradually reached the end of August, and the weather became a bit cooler. It was time for Renee to go to Diagon Alley with Neville and the others.

Before going out, she deliberately chose a solemn and conservative dark purple long dress with dark trim and silk satin gloves of the same color, looking like a lady of the last century who never went out.

"Where are you going to attend a cocktail party dressed like this?" Old Hawk was sitting in the living room, reading the daily newspaper in his hand, and couldn't help but sneer when he saw Renee.

"I'm going to buy textbooks and supplies." Renee rolled her eyes, immediately destroying the calm atmosphere on her body. "My friend's grandma kindly came to pick me up, so you don't have to waste gas."

"Very well, that's great news! So you're dressing like that to please an old woman?"

"Mrs. Longbottom kindly took me shopping. Why can't I wear some clothes she likes to make her look comfortable?"

"Ah, I'm not going to comment on that. It just seems to me that your closet has obviously had a heavy workload—in other words, you can't buy any more clothes."

"I'm sorry, I bought these clothes with my own money." Renee said coldly, "Now, please forgive me, I have to leave."

The prosperous scene of Diagon Alley has been torn apart by the news of Voldemort's return, and the scene they are now facing is the desolate and dilapidated scene in front of them, where everyone is in danger.

Renee is excellent in every subject, and she has registered for NEWT courses in almost every subject, which means that she needs to buy a lot of textbooks and supplies.

Neville only needed to buy textbooks for three subjects, but at Renee's insistence, he also bought a textbook and paraphernalia for potions.

What is heartwarming is that Mrs. Longbottom followed them closely the whole time. Even if Neville didn't have to go in some places, she would drag him to follow Renee, using her eagle-like eyes to ensure that Renee safety.

"Perhaps my outfit today really suits her taste." Renee couldn't help guessing—after all, Mrs. Longbottom's attitude is unprecedentedly good, and she even has a faint feeling of treating her like her own granddaughter.

All the money Renee handed over was exchanged for a heavy pack of Galleons and a mixed pack of Sickle and Knut.

When delivering it to her, Mrs. Longbottom also said to her: "You have to count, child, don't feel offended or afraid, this is what you should do!"

Today's shopping journey ended very happily and quickly. They almost trotted in and out of each store, and there was no time to wander around.

In fact, every wizard in Diagon Alley is like this. They gather together in groups of three or four, with trouble and anxiety on their faces.

Holding a long piece of parchment in their hands like Mrs. Longbottom, they went straight to the shop they wanted to go to.

During the period, Neville was also very yearning and obsessed with the only bright color that appeared in the entire dark scene-it was the store opened by the Weasley twins after graduation, which attracted the attention of passers-by like a fireworks display.

The colorful products were displayed in the shop window, and Renee noticed that only Weasley's Wizard Wheezes had the most traffic and the least distressed customers' faces.

"No, you can't! Neville, you have to know the general idea," said Mrs. Longbottom bitterly. "Are those things the utensils you need in school?"

"...No." Neville said timidly.

"Then we don't have to go in—" At this point, Mrs. Longbottom barely stopped her voice, and turned to ask Renee, "Renee, do you want to take a stroll inside?"

"Uh," in fact, Renee had gone in countless times during countless summer vacations, but seeing Neville's longing eyes, she still nodded with difficulty, "I want to go in and have a look!"

Mrs. Longbottom looked at her with a very confused look, but she did not show any dissatisfaction or accusation. Instead, after carefully observing the surroundings, she said helplessly: "Okay, then let's go inside and have a look. .”

There are too many strange things and too many people here, Renee's hand was held tightly by Mrs. Longbottom, as if she was a five-year-old child.

Also held was Neville, who struggled to free himself from his grandmother's hawk-clawed hand, and was the only dejected member of the crowd nearby.

In fact, Renee was no longer curious to observe the products she had seen, and she looked down at Mrs. Longbottom's green gloves overlapping her own purple gloves.

If she got closer, she could still smell the faint stale smell coming from Mrs. Longbottom, but she didn't feel disgusted at all.

"Oh, isn't this Renee?"

A voice sounded behind her, and the three holding hands turned their heads at the same time, only to find that it was the red-haired Weasley in a magenta robe.

"George?" Renee asked speculatively, and George nodded with a smile on his face.

He said to them enthusiastically and politely: "Please take a look, there are many useful and useless things here! If you don't have what you want, you can go to the counter - there is a record book, yes Say your requirements with the quill that spells automatically, maybe there will be new products when you come next time!"

Mrs. Longbottom had no opinion, she just nodded her head proudly to show that she understood; while Neville glanced at Renee, who looked interested, and said sullenly, "I'm done shopping, let's go back."

"Oh... Neville, you are the one who wants to come, and you are the one who wants to leave." Mrs. Longbottom began to sigh again, and after consulting Renee's opinion, the three left Diagon Alley with big bags and small bags.

She dutifully sent Renee home first, and left them a reluctant farewell for a short while before grabbing Neville and leaving the verdant forest that covered the sky and sun again.

"Drink! The little princess is back!"

When Renee entered the house, Old Hawk was still sitting in the armchair, and the newspaper in his hand was replaced by a book.The 'little princess' he called was mocking, not at all like other fathers calling their girls lovingly.

"Is shopping still enjoyable?" The heavy books in his palm clattered, "Apart from textbooks, how many dresses did you buy?"

"Thank you for your concern," Renee said, "but I disappointed you. I didn't buy any of them. I can still wear last year's robes this year."

"It couldn't be better, you teenagers are easy to grow tall and strong, food and cloth are swallowed by you like a black hole!"

Now Renee stopped answering, because she knew that this was just the beginning of her father's constant babbling. He liked to say this and that in front of her, and never wanted her to respond.

It's like Renee is his personal therapist - except that his dead heart doesn't heal.

Along with the sound of wings flapping and beaks pecking at the window, Renee was pleasantly surprised to find that it was a very healthy and beautiful owl. Its fur was smooth and smooth, and it jumped on the window sill with an indescribable air.

It was the owl of Shafik's family. She stepped forward and opened the window to receive the letter. This time the owl flew away without waiting for her reply, which gave Renee a faint premonition.

Abigail Shafik - Her aunt wrote that the situation was pressing and she didn't want Renee to risk her life for another visit.

Especially now that she also ordered the closure of some Shafiq's shops, and she moved out of the old house overnight and found a place in the countryside where no one cares about it.

She wouldn't tell Renee the exact address, she wouldn't allow her to send any more letters, and maybe she couldn't tell her anything until it was all over—if it was over.

Assuming that Renee is still a person who is ignorant and confused about the future, she should feel hopeless and distant now.

But she is a person who has experienced the whole dark past countless times, so she can almost foresee the answer to the mystery that flooded towards her at the end of the seventh grade incident.

——However, at the end of the incident, which side will win and which side will lose, she is still cautiously probing.

In a blink of an eye, it was the start of the school day, and the old Hawke drove her to King's Cross Station. Unlike the beaming people who sent their children to school in the past, these parents in robes were almost sad, as if they were sending their children to the execution ground.

"My assignments for the year are over again!" said old Hawke, instead. "Sixth grade—right? One more year, and you'll be out in one year."

"If I can graduate smoothly..." Renee looked out of the window worriedly, opened the car door and walked to the platform regardless of her father's questioning.

She met her friend Lisa in the carriage, and when she was dragged by Lisa to their compartment, she ran into Neville struggling to squeeze in the crowd.

"Renee!" Neville's eyes lit up as soon as he saw her, and he wanted to cling to her as usual, enjoying the faint fragrance and soft embrace.

But Renee had made up her mind to keep her distance. She felt that the pressing relationship would threaten her plan, but she couldn't let Neville feel that she was being ignored-which would also threaten her plan.

"Say you want me," Renee kept smiling and looked at Neville, and said to Lisa in a barely audible voice, "Quickly say, I want to share a cubicle with you."

"... Ah!" Lisa yelled very dramatically, "Renee! Go to this compartment! Morag and Sue are in there, we missed you all summer!"

"Oh... Lisa, I'm sorry Neville, I have to... I have to go and be with my friends..."

Neville managed to squeeze over, his round blue eyes filled with disappointment, but he still nodded empathetically: "Then—well, I'll go find Harry and the others, if you want to come and find us, Just call me by my name."

Arm in arm, they came to the compartment in the middle of the carriage. Morag, Sue, and Mandy were all here, and the three of them were also very surprised to see Renee.

"Oh, Renee, did you break up with Longbottom?" Mandy asked maliciously. "It's about this time, isn't it?"

"Why do you care so much about Renee's love life?" Lisa said coldly, "If you're so curious, why don't you just find one yourself?"

Mandy's face flushed immediately, she was not a popular girl, she thought it had something to do with her appearance, so the bedside table was full of beauty potions, but Renee thought it might be because of her too mean words.

"Oh, don't talk about this." The good-tempered Su tried to persuade,

"I'm so curious about Renee's thrilling trip to the Ministry of Magic, just a few words in the newspaper, and you've been lying in a hospital bed before the holidays - now, if you want, tell us Tell me the ins and outs of the matter, okay?"

It's the ins and outs, but Renee still omitted a lot of details. She still knows some things that others should not know.

In the middle of the talk, Padma, who came back from the prefect's box, also participated in the discussion, and Renee had to say it all over again, which led to the part that the girls could remember was when the group of Death Eaters made a fool of themselves.

The train gradually arrived at the station, and the few people who were fascinated by the story screamed and jumped up, began to change their clothes in a panic, and walked to the place where the carriage was taken along with the tired and chattering student group.

The sixth grade has started.

The author has something to say:

Eating well, drinking well, resting well, and having hope for the future can really make a person healthy.

If there are values ​​to look at, you can really see that Renee and Neville have been getting health +1 and mood +1 during the time they spend together.