Hogwarts, where the stars shine

Malfoy the Stinky Peacock, John the Viper, and the retiring Minister Millicent Bagnor round out February.

In the blink of an eye, March came, and Hogwarts fell into continuous rainy days. Even the Quidditch match was held in the pouring rain.

The raindrops formed a line between the sky and the earth, and Slytherin House won the game with difficulty.Although they won disgracefully, they finally got rid of the fate of being at the bottom of the rankings.

All the students showed up in the stands in the heavy rain. No one wanted to be left alone in the castle, fearing the fate of Collins Belinda.

After the game, Slytherin sang happily to celebrate this hard-won victory.Looking at the excitement of the little snakes, people who didn't know better thought it was the Quidditch final just now!

The Slytherin was full of joy, but Mesa once again seemed out of place. He was so busy that he couldn't laugh even though he hit the back of his head with his foot.

Between the school's normal classes, Snape's private lessons, and student-organized extracurricular activities, Mesa was like a roaring machine that could only rest in the middle of the night.

This also leaves Mesa with no time to pay attention to other things, whether it is Professor Mikkelsen, Undina Adjani, or the Ministry of Magic, which is about to re-elect.

When Lilia read the newspaper every morning, Mesa also went in the left ear and out the right ear.The only thing he could remember was that many people wanted Dumbledore to take over as Minister of Magic, but the old man refused without hesitation.

It seems that Dumbledore loves teaching and educating people far more than he is passionate about political power.

Mesa believes that Dumbledore is "the greatest wizard of our time" and the position of Minister of Magic seems somewhat unworthy of him.If Dumbledore had an idea, he could create another Ministry of Magic based on his prestige and ability.

The peaceful days passed day by day, seemingly without any disturbance, but in fact, there was an undercurrent.And Mesa's peaceful days are coming to an end, because there's no way to avoid what's coming.

This evening was another student group rally. Although the number of people was smaller than the first rally, Mesa was not unhappy at all.

Mesa will naturally not have expectations for people who cannot accept the slightest difficulty or setback.What's more, the people who are more optimistic about Mesa have not chosen to quit, they are still persisting.

After the student assembly ended, everyone left one after another, leaving Mesa alone in the underground classroom.

Mesa went into the secret room behind the portrait of Mopsus, put away the "Magic Phonetic Chart" on the table, and then prepared to return to the common room.

But when Mesa returned to the underground classroom again, there was one more person in the originally empty room. It was Undina Adjani, whom Mesa had hidden for a long time.

Adjani held the classroom door with her hand, her fingers long and pale, as if she hadn't seen the sun for many years.She said softly: "Can we talk?"

With that said, Adjani walked into the dimly lit underground classroom, regardless of whether Mesa agreed or not.The heel of the shoe made a clicking sound when it touched the ground, which was tempting but dangerous.

"I wonder what you want to talk about?" Mesa said. He looked at Adjani in front of him. She didn't look crazy tonight and seemed to appear in front of him in a normal state.

Adjani walked closer and closer, while Mesa's hands were silently clasped behind her back.It was not that he was showing respect out of respect for his senior sister, but that he secretly held the ebony wand in his hand.

Based on the results of the detective game, Mesa is very suspicious of Undina Adjani and believes that she is the perpetrator of the two school attacks.Mesa naturally had to be careful when she was alone with Adjani tonight.

If Adjani were to knock her down in this underground classroom, how could Mesa survive in Slytherin in the future?

"I don't know, I just want to chat with you." Adjani said, her voice without any emotion, like a glass of tasteless plain water.She continued: "I wanted to do it after I came back from Christmas vacation, but I never got the chance."

Of course there was no chance, because Mesa was always avoiding her during that time.When the time entered February 1990, Mesa was so busy that she no longer even had to hide. She left early and came back late every day, and Adjani couldn't even touch Mesa's side.

"You are avoiding me." Adjani said again, "I can feel it, even your little girlfriend is also avoiding me."

When Wendina Adjani said this, she had a sense of weakness all over her body, which made people feel pity for her.It's just that Mesa has always been very tough when he needs steel. Instead of showing mercy, he regards the other party as a pink skull.

Looking at the nose with the eyes, the mouth with the nose, and the mouth with the heart, Mesa is like a monk in trance, completely unmoved by Ajani.Although Mesa is not a mighty dragon, Adjani is not a green snake either.

The clicking footsteps stopped, and Adjani stood two feet away from Mesa.This distance is just enough for them to see the expressions on each other's faces and capture the changes in each other's demeanor.

"Do you think what I told you that night was all false?" Adjani asked, her blue pupils showing a trace of sadness, the sadness of not being trusted.

Seeing that Mesa didn't speak, Adjani continued. She said, "I know you met Lina alone and talked about something with her. It should be about me... But, since the conversation is about me , why don’t you come to me directly?”

Mesa took a step back. This was the safe distance in his mind. No matter whether the opponent would be violent or hurt, this safe distance would allow him to deal with it calmly.

"You are right about one thing, Wendina." Mesa said slowly, "I don't trust you. I'm afraid you don't even trust yourself, right?"

Hearing this, Adjani's blue pupils instantly lost their luster, as if she had suddenly gone blind.

She smiled bitterly and said softly: "Yes, you are right. I can't believe myself, so how can I let others believe in me!"

Adjani's gentle face was filled with sadness, which made her look even more pitiable.Putting aside her neurotic side, Adjani's appearance is still very good, and her unique temperament is the best.

If you add a neurotic side to the mix, Undine Adjani's appeal becomes even greater.He knew she was in danger, but he couldn't help but want to get closer.

Mesa closed her eyes, then opened them, and her eyes suddenly became dark.There were so many mysteries about Adjani that Mesa had to be more cautious, and he even used Occlumency.

"Tell me, Mesa," Adjani said, "did I really make up my own experiences that I described that night?"

Wendina Adjani took a step forward, and the distance between the two became dangerous again. Mesa could clearly see the bloodshot eyes under her eyes and the panic in her heart.

Does she really not understand her own special situation?

Mesa felt suspicious in his heart. Adjani's appearance tonight overturned his previous suspicion.

In Mesa's view, Adjani should at least be aware of her abnormality, and even if she cannot control it, she should be aware of it.But judging from her performance tonight, she didn't seem to know how special she was.

"Yes, the experience you mentioned is fictitious." Mesa said, "It is just the experience you think you have. Or, in other words, it is the experience you let yourself think."

Before the words were spoken, Adjani suddenly became very painful. She held her head in her hands and her delicate facial features were wrinkled.

Mesa's right hand was still behind his back, and the ebony wand had not been released. Even though Adjani looked harmless at the moment, he did not want to capsize in the gutter.

"Help me, help me, please!" Adjani begged again, "I want to know the real situation, I want to know what happened!"

A tear slipped down her cheek, and Undina Adjani asked Mesa again to help her.Last time, he wanted to ask Mesa to kill someone, but this time, he wanted to ask Mesa to find out the truth.

"I'm not a killer or a detective, Adjani," Mesa said. "Like you, I'm just a student at Hogwarts."

Mesa held up two fingers and said, "Still a sophomore."