The Hogwarts Emerald

Chapter 442 Regaining Life
Ada lay on the ground, listening to the silence. All she saw was a pure white cloud, like a dream. No one was there, and there were no suspicious sounds.

Ada was not even sure if she was really lying here. A few seconds ago, she was in a cemetery, but now she was lying here straight. She could not understand this sudden change.

Ada carefully recalled everything that happened in the cemetery. She was aware of the opponent's sneak attack from behind and adjusted her body in time. She should have avoided the killing curse.

But now she appeared here inexplicably, having lost control of her body and unable to move.

Did he fail to dodge completely and was scratched by the curse? Or was this life just a dream?
It seemed like a long time, or maybe no time at all, before Ada regained control of her body. She moved her head, and all around her was white, seemingly endless.

After a while, Ada felt someone approaching her. She didn't stand up, but just turned her head to look. What she saw was a pair of small bare feet. It should be a child.

Looking up, I saw slender ankles and a pure white skirt. It was a girl.

The girl was about eight or nine years old, holding an ugly teddy bear in her arms. Her appearance made Ada a little stunned. She was exactly the same as the little Ada in her memory.

Ada's heart was filled with confusion, and she immediately sat up. It was then that Ada realized that her clothes had also changed, becoming exactly the same style as the little girl's, but the color had changed to a relatively black color.

One black and one white, one big and one small, all are relative.

Little Ada, who looked like a girl, looked curiously at Big Ada, who was sitting on the ground. The little girl tilted her head, with the childishness unique to that age, and looked very cute.

Ada rubbed her long hair in confusion and asked tentatively: "Ada?"

People have been calling her that for years, and Ada feels particularly awkward when she suddenly has to call others that.

The little girl nodded doubtfully and replied in a cute voice: "Your name is Ada, my name is Ada, we are both Ada. You are a weirdo, I am a weirdo, we are both weirdos."

A weirdo? Indeed, even Lady Mary once said that Ada was a somewhat weird child. Wasn't it because Ada was frequently weird that she was adopted twice and abandoned twice?
"Where is this?" Ida asked again, "Are we all dead?"

The little girl shook her head and said, "I don't know. I don't know the answers to your questions." Then, she leaned over to Ada's ear and whispered, "I've been hiding here. There are monsters outside!"

"Monster?" Ida asked softly, "The Obscurus?"

The little girl covered Ada's mouth all of a sudden. She said nervously, "Shh...be quiet, that monster is scary! It did a lot of bad things with my body, and Lady Mary doesn't like me anymore."

At the end, the little girl's voice became aggrieved, she pouted, and her eyes were a little wet. For little Ada who was in an orphanage, after being abandoned twice, Mrs. Mary was her whole world.

"How long have you been here?" Ada asked the question in her mind again.

"I don't know. After the monster came, I hid here." The little girl said, "Then you came. After you came, the monster also hid. I haven't seen it for a long time."

At this point, the little girl paused, and then continued: "I think you must be an angel given by God to good children."

Ada blushed instantly. Talking to "herself" and listening to herself "praising" herself, even someone as shameless as her could not stand it.

"The monster has disappeared. I killed it. You can leave now." Ada asked. This was another test for her. She was probably the only one in the world who had this experience.

The little girl shook her head like a rattle. She said in resistance, "No, people outside treat me like a monster. They scold me, throw stones at me, and sometimes beat me. Only Mrs. Mary and Aunt Nancy are kind to me..."

Strange animals will be protected, but strange people will be excluded. Muggles who don't know what magic is are afraid of the strangeness of the little girl and regard her as a monster. This fear gradually turns into bullying.

If ten people bully one person, it is bullying, but if a hundred or a thousand people bully one person, it is not bullying. For an eight or nine-year-old girl, the human heart is far scarier than a monster.

Ada silently sorted out the timeline, and she already had an idea in her mind. This place does not exist in the real world at all, but in a corner of her heart, her own thoughts.

The little girl in front of him was not real, nor was she the soul of the long-dead original owner, although she had the original owner's memories and emotions. Rather than calling the little girl a soul, it is better to say that she is another side of Ada's heart that has split off, another personality that has never been revealed. It was Ada's own nightmare and sense of detachment from the world that created the existence of this little girl!

Ada still didn't stand up. She looked at the little girl and said, "I'm leaving. Do you want to go out with me? The world outside is wonderful. No one will bully us anymore."

The little girl still shook her head, but this time she was not so resistant. She whispered, "No, I still like it here better. There are no people or monsters here."

"Are we going to separate? Will you never come back again?" The little girl asked the question for the first time. She was reluctant to see Ada, or rather, to see herself coming.

Ada stood up, pressed her forehead against the little girl's, and said softly, "You and I are both Ada. We are one person, so how can we be separated?"

One big and one small, one black and one white, the two of them smiled at the same time, as warm as the sunshine in winter.

The little girl held the ugly little bear doll in her arms in front of Ada and said, "This is for you! This is my favorite doll. It was given to me as a birthday gift by Lady Mary."

Ada took the bear doll and asked, "Do you want to go for a walk together?"

The little girl nodded vigorously, and Ada stood up, holding the little girl's hand, and walked in a random direction. The two barefoot people walked in the white world, as if walking on the clouds.

The white fog around changed its shape, and one scene after another appeared.

The orphanage in London that had long been demolished, the homes for adoptive parents, Hogwarts, the Burrow, the cemetery in Little Whinging, the Champs-Elysées... At the end of the scenery was the unknown, pitch-black cemetery.

At this moment, Ada suddenly felt something light in her hand, and when she turned her head to look, she saw that the ugly bear doll had disappeared. Turning to the other side, she saw the little girl in a white dress also gradually disappearing, and finally blending into the gradually blurred scenery around her.

When the surrounding scenery was completely blurred into a mosaic, the pure white world suddenly darkened, and then became pitch black.

Ada found herself lying on the ground again, and this time she felt the coolness of the ground and the excruciating pain that spread throughout her body.

The thickest blood, the most vicious blow. It seems that Ada still couldn't avoid the killing curse after all, and achieved the achievement of "face to face with Avatar".

The night wind blew, and Ada did not feel anyone's presence around her. She moved her fingers slightly and touched the yew wand that had fallen beside her.

Fortunately, no one watched her "corpse", and no one attacked her wand. Perhaps in their eyes, she was already a dead person, and a corpse could not cause any waves.

Ada slowly opened her eyes. The night sky was as dark as ink, making people feel a little depressed.

A man's frantic, pious voice came from not far away, chanting, "Father's bones, donated unintentionally, can give your son a new life!"

Ida moved her body carefully, trying not to make any sound. The man's voice came again, chanting: "The flesh of a servant, voluntarily donated, can bring your master back to life!"

The pain in her body gradually subsided, and Ada finally saw what was happening in the cemetery. She saw Harry tied to a tombstone, Barty Crouch Jr. standing in front of a cauldron, and Foley kneeling tremblingly beside the cauldron.

Why was Barty Crouch Jr. here? Wasn't he supposed to be at Hogwarts, patrolling the perimeter of the maze? And what about Dumbledore? Why wasn't he here yet?

Little Batty, standing in front of the cauldron, continued to chant devoutly: "The blood of your enemies is forced to be sacrificed, and you can revive your enemies!"

Suddenly the cauldron began to boil, and diamond-like sparks flew in all directions, so bright and dazzling that everything around it turned into black velvet.

It's too late. Even if Dumbledore comes now, it's too late.

Then, a black figure of a man slowly rose from the cauldron, tall and thin, like a skeleton.

(End of this chapter)