[HP] Born to be a pair

Chapter 76

The catchphrase they left behind worked.

Enraged Snape and the Carrows - at breakfast the next day, Snape flew into a rage, forcing all the students to assemble at the staff table, attacking these rat-like rattling activities in the most vicious terms.

His mood was both angry and ridiculous, and he even interrupted Amycus several times in a row, causing him to roll his eyes in dissatisfaction.

It also awakened some of the original participants of Dumbledore's Army. They found out the original fake Gallon, and found out the place and time of the next meeting that was changed by Neville above.

Not only familiar faces from the past, this event sparked a heated discussion among the students of the whole school.

The more the Carlos prohibited and punished, the more weary, whispering, whispering and clamoring would spring up.

"Did you get it?"

"Got it! They say these are the last ones and you have to hurry."

"Which one are you looking for?"

"Red or blue are fine, depending on where you can meet them."

Generally speaking, a secret event will always be leaked for various reasons, but maybe the Carrow brothers and sisters are not loved, and even the Slytherin students are just silent.

Slytherins were no better off than Renee these days, and they more or less had relatives in the ranks of Death Eaters, or working in the puppet Ministry of Magic.

As if other innocent students had reason to despise them, thinking that these students who were the descendants of Death Eaters were inferior.

It's just that most Slytherins today probably have only one wish: peace, and only one ambition: to curl up.

Whether this was the right thing to do, Renee couldn't say, and as long as they didn't get in the way of Dumbledore's Army, of these vigorous roots entering Hogwarts, she wouldn't say anything superfluous.

Their first official meeting came after another mass punishment by the Carrows.

At that time, Dumbledore's Army had already done many underground activities, and the graffiti walls spread from the auditorium to the door of the professor's office. The other professors pretended to be deaf and dumb, as if they didn't see the red and luminous words, but the Carlo brothers and sisters couldn't bear it. .

They even disregarded Snape's request - to find out the mastermind and give it to him - and they began to vent all their slighted anger on all the students.

This time, they finally used the Cruciatus Curse.

The Room of Requirement on the eighth floor was the safest and most low-key gathering place that Renee and the others could come up with.

And in order not to attract more attention, they also need to enter in time and in batches, one by one, one by one, and finally at eight o'clock in the night, all the wounded have arrived.

There were more than a dozen people crowded in the small room, and a faint smell of blood permeated the room. Everyone had large and small wounds on their bodies, and their eyes dodged and forbearance glanced forward.

Neville also left a deep gash on his face, which was cut when he refused to cast the Cruciatus Curse on other students in today's class. After Renee's simple treatment, it is no longer bleeding.

Ginny and Luna had no obvious wounds on the outside, but after being tortured by the Cruciatus Curse a few times, they looked tired and pale. The two sat huddled together, rubbing their cold palms to warm their bodies.

The only uninjured and tortured person in the room stood next to them.

Renee Hawke skillfully found some unhealed wounds among the wounded, clutching a bleeding arm in her hand, trying to treat him, but the arm was pulled away suddenly.

"I don't need your help," Jimmy Peakes looked at her with disgust, "please keep away from me."

Renee froze, and Neville reached out and pulled her away from the crowd, returning her to her original position.

But before he could speak, other impatient people began to complain.

"Why is she here too?"

"She doesn't need to resist! She is one of those people."

"Neville, aren't you afraid that she will tell the Carlos about us?"

Today's poisonous curse and the unforgivable curse dilute the first dawn, and curb the enthusiasm and boiling blood.

The injured students urgently need someone to vent to. The pain and despair paralyze the brain for a while, and the most suitable person in the room is the unscathed Renee.

"I'm sure she wouldn't," Neville replied, calmly and steadily, calming the restless crowd. "Does Renee have a Death Eater relative? Yes. But this person will affect her judgment and position? Absolutely not."

Renee lowered her eyes, showing a bit of fragility and grievance at the right time, and she pursed her lips tightly without saying a word.

Her best friends, Padma and Lisa, were among them, and again they offered to speak for her, as they had always done before.

"We can't hate her because she wasn't punished!" Lisa said, "That's wrong, the person we hate—should be the culprit who killed us, and the mysterious person standing behind the culprit!"

"Shouldn't we be happy that our friend escaped?" Padma also said. "Isn't it a happy thing that she belongs to us and that she is unhurt?"

The haze that hangs over people and ideas has faded, it is the dark shadow of all kinds of hatred and all kinds of injustice.

These honest and good-natured people took a breath from the congested and extremely uncomfortable air, and regained a smooth breathing space.

Renee could feel the faint guilt in the air precisely, so she spoke at this moment.

"Thank you. The Snapes and the Carrows despised me and had to indulge me - just because I had a relative who was in the same ranks as them. I used to suffer from it, and I'd rather be treated as badly as you are." to be tortured justly, and to be unjustly favored."

"It's easy to say! You haven't tried the Cruciatus Curse!" Someone immediately retorted, and flinched under the eyes of others.

Whether Renee had received the Cruciatus Curse or not was probably only known by herself and Neville among the people present.

But she just paused, and continued as if she had never been interrupted: "But then I understood, if this matter is difficult to change, why can't I accept it? After accepting it, I can hold this power in my hands." In my hands, I can use this restricted freedom to accomplish what I want to do!"

"So, what do you want to do?" Among the quiet crowd, Jimmy Picks murmured, his voice soft and ashamed.

"What Dumbledore's Army is going to do, bloodshed and injuries are unavoidable. I think everyone must be aware of it and use blood to resist," Renee said, "However, we still hope that everyone will be safe and sound, at least You can get timely treatment after the injury."

She stepped forward, half-kneeling on the ground, holding Jimmy Peakes' wound that was still bleeding, lightly tapped the tip of the staff, and the long, narrow, bloody wound closed immediately, as if it was sewn shut with invisible silk threads.

"Hiss!" Jimmy Peakes gasped with a distorted face.

"Please bear with me," Renee said softly. "There are no medicines. This is the best form of treatment."

The others watched this scene, silently and eagerly waiting for her unfinished words.

"So, I have obtained a consent from Snape," she stood up, and said loudly to everyone, "it is agreed that I will learn from Ms. Pomfrey—that is, no one will be given permission because of the Carlo brothers and sisters." He was forbidden to go to the school hospital for treatment because of the despicable rules."

A gust of wind washed away the haze again, and the clearness above the head and the disappearance of the smell of blood inspired everyone present. Their tense shoulders relaxed, and the corners of their stiff mouths rose again.

To make people who work silently see hope, this will stir people's hearts and strengthen people's will.

The meeting ended with the humming crowd listening to Potter's Lookout.

The radio was provided by Anthony Goldstein of Ravenclaw. Everyone watched Luna looking for a pattern, tapping the radio with her wand, and calling Harry's name in a whisper.

After a while, they heard a voice.

"Everyone listening off the radio, we're going to be doing a Harry Potter show in support - Whispers are required. We've got lovely mastered Ministry people out there looking for us, so live time is variable."

Someone exclaimed excitedly.

"Just got word that there's been a big riot at the Ministry of Magic and all the Muggle-born wizards still awaiting trial have been sent home."

"Yes, is the Ministry of Magic discovering conscience for the first time?"

"Unfortunately, that's not the case. It is reported that Harry and his accomplices broke into the Ministry of Magic and let them go."

"What good news! Harry is still safe, he's still fighting against the new regime, so did they get away?"

"Yes, they escaped the Ministry of Magic, but we have lost track of Harry once again. If any listeners know anything about him, please let them know."

"Thanks for the support, our next passphrase is 'Tonks'."

"I told you not to use this as a secret word—"

The other students who couldn't hide their excitement left, and Neville stayed behind to watch for them.

And before leaving, he kissed Renee excitedly and passionately, telling her how proud and proud he was of her tonight.

Renee was just trying to use her old sense of mood on more people, and she was very tired, but also happy about it.

She was one of the last to leave, so as she walked slowly down the stairwell, she couldn't hear anyone's footsteps or breathing.

This is how Sneff appeared in front of her unexpectedly-the well-fitting and elegant uniform was replaced by a tattered, dirty and old teapot cover; shivering.

"Sneeff!" Renee shouted in surprise, and hastily withdrew her wand, "Why are you here?"

She didn't answer, and shivering, she quickly stuffed a stack of parchment into Renee's arms, turned around and disappeared in the same place again.

Renee couldn't stay here for too long, so she frowned and checked the blank parchment in her hand while running up quickly.

After running straight back to the bedroom, she threw herself on the bed out of breath, and quickly pulled down the heavy curtains, making the space on the bed airtight.

"Hurry up and reveal! Fluorescence flashes!"

The words gradually revealed on the paper were irregular, and it was obvious that Aunt Abigail must have been very flustered when writing.

The date she scribbled down also shows that the stack of letters was not written in a day.

"Dear Renee, I don't know when this letter will reach you, but now we are all under surveillance, and the surveillance person is my aunt, your great-aunt.

But thankfully, we are safe.Anna and Schneef were sent to work in the kitchen, and I was forced to hand over all my possessions.

The old witch told the mysterious man everything, including the blood curse of the Shafiq family - she wanted the antidote in my hand - since Leah's death, I have been developing the antidote by myself, but it has not been successful. "

Renee hurriedly turned back to the first page and found that she had indeed written down the reason for leaving the mansion.

"I read the "Daily Prophet" at home that day, and there was a report on the Muggle-born registration, and I knew that I would die if I didn't come out. I don't want you to be arrested and judged because of my weakness, or Fleeing, so I went to the Ministry of Magic.

Sure enough there were guards there, my aunt's men, and as soon as they saw me they took me to Malfoy Manor, which is now a stronghold of the Death Eaters. "

Renee read quickly, piecing together Aunt Abigail's current situation from the intermittent news over the past few months.

Temporarily safe, without freedom, her outstanding potion ability forced her to cook potions for the Death Eaters under surveillance. Basically, they were simple potions such as common antidote, veritaserum, and blood tonic.

With her talent in medicine, she somewhat won the respect of some Death Eaters, because they also hoped to be fully healed in her hands.

Therefore, the Carlo brothers and sisters had to turn a blind eye to Renee under the hints of others.

And the person watching Abigail's aunt was occasionally Elizabeth Shafik, and occasionally Severus Snape—strange, did he have time to go back to base camp when he was headmaster?

"...I have been researching the antidote to the curse by using the reason of improving the blood tonic, but it seems that I am blocked by an invisible wall from finding the right path...

Surprisingly, Snape took the initiative to write down some formulas in my notebook. I don't know what his purpose is - because from the experiments I did based on these formulas, the antidote and improvement Both blood tonics can be successful..."

Renee took a deep breath and turned to the last sheet of parchment.

"I found an opportunity! An opportunity to send the letter... I know that you have done a lot of great things in school recently, please don't worry about me, and do what you want to do!

You don't need to worry about me, because the mysterious man has not been in Britain at all recently. I heard that he went abroad to find someone, but this is the clearest news I can get.

Lastly, while working hard, please be mindful of your own safety, I'm so proud of you, girl! "

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By the way, did You Bao get the answer right before, the first third floor (weak)

There is also an additional award, I don’t know if it should be fulfilled cough cough cough