Chapter 18 Returning Home

Mu Yu vaguely heard voices.

"Professor, why can't Quirrell touch me? If he touches me..."

"Your mother died to save you. If there is something Voldemort can't understand, it's love. He didn't realize that, like your mother, Your deep love will leave a mark on you. If you are loved so deeply by someone, even if the person who loved us is dead, it will still leave a mark on you. The next amulet. A person like Qiluo whose heart is corrupted by ambition and greed will naturally be intolerable when he encounters you."

Mu Yu tried to open his eyes. She immediately saw the white ceiling. She wanted to make a sound, but there was still a hint of fishy sweetness in her throat.

"Harry, it seems that Yu finally woke up."

Mu Yu tried to push himself up, but was held down by Dumbledore: "You are seriously injured." He took a cup of potion and said: "Mrs. Pomfrey asked you Drink this cup of medicine as soon as you wake up."

Mu Yu took the cup. The potion wasn't very tasty, but it made her voice feel much better.

"Professor..." Her voice was still hoarse.

Harry said anxiously at this time: "Yu, how are you?"

Dumbledore watched quietly as Mu Yu drank the potion, his eyes filled with relief. Mu Yu touched his index finger: "Wand, ring..."

Dumbledore took out the space ring from his arms: "Yu, I'm very lucky. As soon as I arrived in London, I realized that something was wrong. When I got to the basement, I realized that something was wrong. I imagined it was even worse. It was you who delayed the return of the original ring. Your wand was also placed inside, but there was something inside..."

Mu Yu looked at Dumbledore kindly . With a look in her eyes, she thought aloud, and a crystal clear gem appeared in her hand. Harry held his breath. Mu Yu handed the gem to Dumbledore without any hesitation.

"The Philosopher's Stone will be destroyed. After all, this thing has caused countless disputes."

Regardless of Harry's surprised reaction, he continued to ask Mu Yu: "I'm sorry to ask you in this situation. It's just that I'm very curious. How long have you been paying attention to Quirrell?"

Even though she had thought of her words in advance, she still became nervous when facing Dumbledore: "Scarf, Professor Quirrell always wears a big scarf. I have been paying attention to that scarf for a long time, but it always feels wrong. Plus he is often sneaky and I have followed him several times..."

This is not the first time she has lied. After the initial nervousness, she became more and more methodical, as if it was true: "... He didn't know how to get the Sorcerer's Stone out of the mirror. I originally wanted to fight with him..."

Dumbledore didn't ask any more questions. After confirming that she had nothing to add, he said: "It's too dangerous. I miss your grandpa. I don’t want this either.”

Whether it was because of a guilty conscience, Mu Yu always felt that there was something in his words.

Whether he believed it or not, there was no flaw in her story, and no one could catch her.

"Don't tell grandpa," she had only one request for Dumbledore, "he has enough to worry about."

"Of course not," Dumbledore was very talkative at this point, "although secrets always spread like wildfire. , but I promise that the secret will only stay at Hogwarts. Those two people died because of this, and I promise that this matter will not affect you."

He ate another Bibi's multi-flavored bean, as if he didn't want to be involved in this again. Struggled with matters: "The end-of-school-year dinner is in a few days. In order not to let you miss this feast, I'd better leave now and let you rest." After

Dumbledore left, the entire ward was unusually quiet, which made it even more embarrassing. Especially the various gifts piled on Harry's bedside. The school doctor's office is located at the top of the tower, and Mu Yu can clearly see the lush lawn and the ever-calm black lake.

She stretched out her hand, as if trying to catch the faint sunlight. The sunlight slipped through her fingers, casting mottled reflections on the ground.

It’s early summer again.

She had promised someone, but she should go home.

The confusion was only for a moment, and she already had the answer when Harry spoke.

"Yu, Dumbledore... is a very thoughtful person. He seems to think that I have the right to confront Voldemort..."

He may also know that it is very inappropriate to say such words to a classmate who is not particularly familiar with him, so he briefly He stumbled over his words.

Mu Yu let go of that ray of sunshine, originally planning to deal with it perfunctorily. No one but her was qualified to respond to Harry's doubts.

However, when she saw those green eyes, she couldn't help but recall the trembling question in front of the magic mirror that night.

"Have you seen my parents?"

"Harry, you have to remember that you are Harry, not someone else. If we still want to attend the year-end banquet, we have to have a good rest today. Madam Pomfrey is not easy to talk to."

Her My internal organs are still aching.

Mu Yu spent a few days recuperating, and when Madam Pomfrey finally let go that she could be discharged from the hospital to attend the year-end banquet, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Ron and Hermione would come to visit Harry every day, which made her place feel particularly lonely.

This was nothing, Mu Yu just didn't like the look in their eyes.

The Great Hall has been decorated with Slytherin green and silver colors. Slytherin has won the House Cup for seven consecutive years. She won everyone's attention as soon as she entered.

Everyone wonders what happened to her and the Boy-Who-Lived. Mu Yu sat next to Daphne, and Daphne poked her: "Yu, my God, you're fine. There are too many rumors. I'm really worried about you."

Mu Yu looked at the empty goblet in front of him. She never expected a true friendship with Daphne. She makes friends with everyone and is just learning what her grandfather said about blending in like water. The effect is indeed good.

She is always alone on her road.

Mu Yu is still the gentle Mu Yu, her smile and her mask are always flawless in the eyes of her peers. She responds to everyone's so-called concern and so-called greetings.

Dumbledore knocked on his glass, and the noisy auditorium fell silent for an instant.

"I know that you have packed a lot of things into your empty little heads this year. Before the end of the semester, I have to tally the scores one last time. Slytherin currently leads with 472 points."

The long table of Slytherin burst into cheers. . Malfoy hit Goyle on the head with his fork, looking very stupid. Mu Yu always sat quietly in his seat. All she thought about was how long it would take before she could get home.

"Yeah, well done Slytherin. But I'd like to adjust the score at the end."

"First, Mr. Ron Weasley... He won the most exciting game at Hogwarts in many years. , I award Gryffindor fifty points for this."

Gryffindor burst into cheers no less than Slytherin.

"Second, Miss Hermione Granger. She faced the fire and calmly carried out logical reasoning. I will award Gryffindor fifty points."

"Third, Harry Potter." Hearing the name, the auditorium Extraordinarily silent, "He showed fearless courage and extraordinary courage. For this, I would also like to award Gryffindor House sixty points."

Gryffindor's score has been equal to Slytherin's score. Everyone at the Slytherin table was heartbroken. Some people were even whispering about Dumbledore's partiality.

"There are many types of courage. We need superhuman courage to deal with our enemies, and it also takes a lot of courage to stand up for ourselves in front of our friends. Therefore, I would like to award Mr. Neville Longbottom ten points." Gryffindor cheered One wave after another, but the Slytherin side was extremely silent.

Dumbledore had to shout loudly to cover up the waves of cheers: "Finally." All voices stopped immediately: "Few people can bravely and calmly fight against an enemy several times more powerful, and even put life and death at risk. For this reason, I must reward Mu Yu with sixty points. Ah, let me see, yes, Slytherin House still won the House Cup."

Mu Yu was surrounded by countless people. Even Snape, who had always been stoic, smiled at her. Mu Yu looked up at the enchanted ceiling. Just like a year ago when she came to this living castle in a boat, her eyes were filled with stars. What connects countless stars is the unfathomable night.

She is now extremely eager to go home, return to the small courtyard on Mingyuan Mountain in Xianghai that is like spring all year round, and take a walk on Mingyuan Mountain, which is always green. After eleven years of watching, the lush greenery that she had long been tired of seeing has become the scenery she longs to see most now.

Everything ended quickly, but to Mu Yu, it felt like another year had passed. Their luggage was quickly packed, and of course they were informed that they were not allowed to use magic outside of school during the summer vacation.

Mu Yu stepped out of platform nine and three-quarters, and the summer sunshine was just right. She smiled warmly, without a mask or disguise. She dragged her luggage and soaked in the sunshine. She didn't even go back to the manor, but walked straight to the airport.

The years are quiet, and even the time that passes quickly falls into a deep sleep at this moment.

As soon as she stepped into the house, she knew she had a visitor.

"I have severed ties with Kunlun a long time ago. You don't need to visit me often, Qitong. What will your master think of this?"

"But in my eyes, you will always be my master. In addition to my parents, even my grandfather gave up on me." , If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today. Xiaoyu is not often at home, how can I trust you alone..."

This voice was clear and decisive.

Grandpa coughed heavily, interrupting the conversation.

Mu Yu walked through the hall and saw a girl about thirteen or fourteen years old sitting on the sofa. She was tall and had all her hair pulled into a bun on her head. Those red and phoenix eyes showed a bit of sharpness.

Even though her heart and eyes were filled with worry.

When she saw Mu Yu, she didn't feel unfamiliar at all. Instead, she stood up and greeted her as if nothing was wrong: "Xiao Yu has grown so big. The last time we met was when you were one year old, and you were still a little kid at that time."

She saw Mu Yu's confused eyes . Then she smiled and said: "Look, you really don't remember me."

After coughing a few times again, Mu Rencai said: "You were only a few years old at that time," he introduced to Mu Yu, "This This is Shen Qitong, a girl from the Shen family, four years older than you, just call her Qitong. "

The Shen family is one of the few clans.

"Sister Qitong." Mu Yu called her politely, but focused most of his attention on his grandfather.

She didn't believe at all that the scrawny old man with a gray face in front of her was the grandfather in her memory.

Did the poison from back then suddenly break out?

"Just call me Qitong, I'm not much older than you," Shen Qitong waved her hands indifferently. She seemed to understand something and looked at the sky, "Xiaoyu just came back. You must have a lot to talk about. Master, I'm leaving first."

She kept insisting on calling her grandpa, not knowing what kind of history there was between them.

But none of that matters now.

She looked at her grandfather who was trying to stand up with the help of crutches, and couldn't help but go over to help him: "Grandpa."

As soon as she opened her mouth, tears couldn't stop falling.

But Mu Ren patted her hand as if nothing was wrong: "The dishes are all ready, and I've been waiting for you to have dinner."

Mu Yu sobbed like a child for the first time.