Hogwarts, 8th floor, Headmaster's Office.

"I don't understand what you mean, Dumbledore. "A short, gray-haired woman in a patched robe sat on a stool. He had a letter in his hand, vaguely recognizable, it was Sally's reply to Hogwarts. "Harry, I can understand that he's so famous, he won't let him go. But Sally, oh my God, we can't even be sure if that person knew he existed. But if she attends Hogwarts and meets her brother, then she can't hide it. The more she spoke, the more excited she became, and the letter in her hand was a little distorted.

"Calm down, Pomona. A woman in a dark green robe with square glasses and black hair curled up in a high bun soothed her, and she reached out and conjured a glass of butterbeer very casually and handed it to the professor known as Pomona, took the letter from her hand, flattened it, and handed it to the tall, thin man with long silver-white hair and hooked nose sitting behind the desk. "I think Dumbledore must have his reasons for doing this. ”

"Thank you, Professor McGonagall. Dumbledore took the letter and said. "Professor Pomona, I don't understand what you mean, if Sally Potter's name was included in the Hogwarts admissions list from the moment she was born, then what reason do we have not to let her enroll?"

"You know what I mean. Dumbledore. "Professor Pomona is much more emotionally stable. She casually put the empty butterbeer glass aside, stood up, and said. "How many precedents we've set for that person. If the girl survived the weakest eleven years of her life safely, it means that the person may not know that she exists, and maybe she can live her life in peace. ”

"On the contrary, Professor Pomona. "There was an elusive brightness in Professor Dumbledore's blue eyes. "It's no secret that Mr. and Mrs. Potter gave birth to twins, as long as anyone who knows Mr. and Mrs. Potter knows about it. It's just that after that incident, the girl was rumored by the outside media that she had died of illness in the hospital, and she was gradually forgotten by the outside world. But, that person, it's stupid to call him that. I mean Voldemort, if he really regains his former powers, then it's only a matter of time before he finds out that this girl exists. When the time comes, she will miss the best time to study, and she may become a Muggle completely, do you expect a Muggle to fight against Voldemort?"

Professor Pomona stopped talking, she could actually think of this roughly when she thought about it, and what she didn't want to admit was not the existence of the girl, but the fact that the mysterious man would become strong again. But she was the head of Hufflepuff after all, and she knew that Dumbledore was right.

"Looks like everyone is on the same page, so please ask Professor Snape to stay, and the rest of us can go first. Dumbledore said with a smile.

After the other three deans had left, Dumbledore took a picture from a drawer and handed it to Snape, who had been standing by since the beginning with a gloomy face and not saying a word.

"I think you should have gotten to know this kid in advance. Dumbledore said with a smile.

Snape glanced down at the little boy in the photograph, then sneered, "Are you afraid I don't know him? ”

"Did I give you a picture of Harry? Oh, really, look at my memory, this one is. Dumbledore smiled as he put Harry's picture back in the drawer and pulled another one out of another drawer. "Her picture is not in the newspapers. ”

Snape looked down, and then he felt as if he had been immobilized. The girl in the photo, squatting on the grass, holding a stuffed rabbit in her hand, smiling sweetly, with a pair of almond-shaped green eyes squinting into a thin moon with a smile.

Like, too much like that. For example, Snape didn't even have to ask about the girl's identity to know that she was Lily's child. She looks exactly like her mother, just as beautiful, just as cute, just as ... Fascinating.

"It seems that it is necessary for me to say hello in advance. Dumbledore said after a moment. "I don't think you need me to show you a picture of the Potters to know how much she resembles her mother, but that's exactly what worries me. The smile on Dumbledore's face vanished, and his tone became serious. "Do you say Voldemort would be interested in a child who survived his unforgivable curse, or in the man who helped him survive?"

"What do you mean?" Snape quickly understood.

"Don't be nervous, at least at Hogwarts, she's perfectly safe, Voldemort has been badly wounded, and although I'm pretty sure he's not dead, I don't think I have the energy to make waves here. This has undoubtedly bought us time. Dumbledore said.

"I see what you mean. Snape nodded, and the conversation should theoretically be over at this point, but Snape was still standing there with the picture.

"Oh, I think you should get acquainted with these two kids, and you can take their pictures. Dumbledore said empathetically. He took Harry's picture out of the drawer and handed it to Snape. Snape hesitated, took it, then turned and walked out of the door, and as soon as the stone door closed, Harry's picture in his hand was shattered into confetti and flew into the trash can nearby.

Star Orphanage.

"This, you take it, the teacher has nothing to give you, this red dress was made by me overnight, there are no patterns, but it should fit well, you kid grows fast, I don't know how long you can wear this skirt, so I made it longer for you. Teacher Lucy shoved a package to Sally.

"This is some biscuits baked by the teacher, you bring them, if it's a long way, eat some, don't go hungry." Another teacher also handed Sally a bag of cookies of various flavors.

The older teacher, who was not very willing to go to school at first, watched all this and did not speak.

"Fanny, give your gift to Sally, in a quarter of an hour, the family will be coming to pick her up. As soon as Teacher Lucy finished speaking, she felt that her eyes were red, and she carried Sally on her back and passed away gently, and changed to a smiling face.

The teacher, known as Fanny, walked over and handed Sally a few bills. Her family was a little wealthy, so she thought about it for a night and decided that it would be more appropriate to give cash.

Sally pulled the dean's newly bought suitcase for her, there were not many of her things in it, but the things that each teacher gave her, so that she really wasted a lot of effort to stuff them all, and she was afraid of squeezing the baked cookies, so she carried them in her hands, and the gifts given by a few friends were really unstuffed, so Teacher Lucy helped her keep them, mostly some handmade gadgets, which had no practical use.

There were still five minutes before the family arrived, and since Sally had no immediate family with her, the dean became her guardian, but they didn't know how to get to that world, and they couldn't fit in, so when the school said that a family would pick Sally up a week in advance, take her to buy her things, and send her to school, the dean agreed.

The dean walked over to Lucy and handed her two gold coins. "This is the gold coin that man gave me, I guess it should be the coin of that place, you put it away." ”

Sally nodded, and put together the gold coins and the few tickets that Teacher Fanny had just given. As soon as all this was done, a car pulled up at the door, and an adult man, with bright red hair on the top of his head, but somewhat sparse, wearing denim trousers, walked into the door and shook the dean's hand warmly. Sally didn't listen carefully to what the two said, he could feel the man's gaze on her, but now she only wanted to look at the teacher in the courtyard, and the little friend who poked his head out in the classroom not far away. She was a little reluctant.

"Sally, good baby, Uncle Weasley. The dean pulled Sally over and said.

"Uncle Weasley. Sally said obediently.

"Good boy, you look exactly like your mother. Arthur Weasley couldn't help but sigh when he saw Sally up close. "Then Dean, I'm sorry for you, because we still have a lot of ways to go, so let's go first. ”

"Okay. The dean said with a smile and finally kissed Sally on the forehead. Seeing that Sally was about to cry, the dean smiled.

"Don't cry, you forgot how we agreed?"

"When parting, there are only blessings, no tears. Sally's voice was sobbing, but she tried to be patient.

"This is the dean's good baby, don't worry, when the holiday is over, you can come back at any time. We are all waiting for you in this place. ”

Sally hugged and said goodbye to each teacher, and Miss Lucy hugged her for a long time, and finally the dean gently pulled her away. When the Ford Sally was in drove away into a place where she could no longer be seen, Ms. Lucy couldn't help but lean on the dean's shoulder and shed tears. For so many years, she has been raising and treating the child as if it were her own.

"Okay, okay, it's not like the child won't come back, what is it like. The dean said this, but his hand gently comforted Teacher Lucy.

Sally, may all the best in your new life. The dean thought silently in his heart.