HP Dawn Night

"Dear Vio:

I'm so glad you liked my present, which I've been choosing for a long time in France.

I showed your gift to my colleagues, and they all expressed their envy.It's amazing to have a daughter like you (kiss you).

Well, you raised a somewhat sharp question in your letter. I thought about it, rather than making you think wildly, it is better to give you a clear answer, so that you can know how to comfort your friend.But I hope you don't let Pansy know the following, because I'm afraid she will have a hard time accepting it.

As you know, the issue of marriage has been relaxed among some of the old families for about a long time, although their options are still limited.But the Parkinson couple's marriage is a small exception. Their union is not based on family requirements, nor is it absolutely voluntary.This is the part I can tell you.

As for Pansy, I think her family will never be as happy as she wishes.Especially now, some special events happen.I suggest that you try to let her ignore the unhappiness of the family. You must know that when relatives cannot be relied on, friends are often your most reliable backing.

I know you must still have some doubts, but I'm sorry, baby, I can't tell you all of them now, in fact, some of them are not very clear even to me.

The good news is that things here will end soon, which means that I will spend the new summer vacation with you.Remember the trip to France I promised you?

kiss your forehead.

infinite love

Mother"

When I saw Pansy sitting down on the sofa, I thought of my mother's reply letter again.

"Cheer up, honey," I said, "I'll be with you no matter what."

"I know, Vio." Pansy looked up, and I was uncomfortably aware that she had dark circles under her eyes. "That's why I'm so happy to be back at Hogwarts, which is more like Hogwarts in a way." It's my home."

On this cold, wet January morning, Draco was brazenly showing off his beautiful new broom in the common room, and everyone wanted to see and touch it.Who wouldn't like it?Look at it, the broom handle is shining, the tail is made of birch twigs, the flexible and smooth streamlined broom tail, and the gold registration number on the top.

"Draco, if you want to bring it to the Quidditch pitch this evening, I want to feel it too." Blaise said after the enthusiastic crowd dispersed.

"No problem!" Draco invited enthusiastically, "Vio, will you come too?"

"Of course." I walked over and stroked the clean broom handle, which trembled slightly, "This broom is so beautiful."

"Ravenclaw's Chaser rides a Comet 260, which is good, but it's far worse than the Firebolt." Flint grinned happily, "We can do it in five minutes. Just end the game, Draco, and leave them defenseless."

In addition to this there is a surprise.

"Professor Lupine asked us to go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom at eight o'clock tonight. He found a new Boggart." Pansy hurried over and announced.Blaise whistled:

"We can try the broom first, and then go to Lupine's."

In fact, the Fire-Cross-Arrow is a fantastic broom.

Draco and Blaise took it for a spin, and finally they gave it to me.

How should I describe that feeling, as light as riding the wind instead of a broom.The fire-crossbow-arrow seems to obey my will more than my actions. As long as I touch it lightly, I can sensitively understand my thoughts. It shuttles, dives, and turns swiftly under the night lightly.

"If I'm still the first grader at the end of this year's semester, I must persuade my mother to buy one for me." When my toes brushed the grass and landed firmly on the ground, I yelled excitedly.At this time, a small group of people had already gathered in the stands, and they all came to watch the fire-crossbow-arrow demeanor upon hearing the news.

"Even I was a little moved," Pansy said.

At eight o'clock sharp, we left the Slytherin common room and went to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.The classroom was pitch black, Draco waved his wand to light up the lights, and after waiting less than 5 minutes, Professor Lupine appeared, carrying a large cargo box in his hand.

"Is that a Boggart?" Pansy pointed to the restless-looking cargo box.

"Found it in Mr. Filch's filing cabinet," said Professor Lupine, taking off his cloak. "So let's go one by one. Who will be the first?"

Pan Xi suddenly felt stage fright: "I don't want to be the first."

"I'll do it." Blaise stepped forward.

"Don't forget, the spell is 'funny funny,'" said Professor Lupine, waving his wand. "Come on, Blaise."

We all retreated to the wall, a stream of sparks shot from the tip of Professor Lupine's wand, and the cargo box slowly opened.The dead body of a witch rolled out of it without warning, startling us all, but in fact she looked beautiful, as if asleep.Blaise pointed his wand at it fearlessly:

"Funny!"

There was a sharp sound, like a crack of a whip, the witch suddenly sat up from the ground, and then cracks appeared on her face, and finally she let out a silent scream, shattered into thousands of pieces debris.

"Violet, come on!"

I grabbed my wand and rushed up confidently.There was another crisp sound, and a wizard appeared in front of me, holding a bright red smooth heart in his hand.

"Funny funny!" I exclaimed.

The living beating heart in the wizard's hand turned into a hairy shriveled heart, and he let out a yelp of rage before falling to the ground.

"Draco!" Professor Lupine yelled.

Snapped!The wizard was gone, and there stood a brass-footed cauldron that was spitting out disgusting tumors.

"Funny funny!" Draco yelled.

A lid suddenly came down on the cauldron, and the cauldron ran and jumped angrily, a thin rope came out of nowhere, and the cauldron tripped and fell to the ground, its brass feet rolled aside.

"Pansy!" cried Professor Lupine.

Pansy clenched her wand and stepped forward decisively, bang, the cauldron was gone, and Mrs. Parkinson walked towards Pansy step by step with a stern face, with no expression on her cold face.

"Funny funny!" Pansy exclaimed.

Mrs. Parkinson staggered a bit. She was wearing a Muggle print dress, a sombrero decorated with vulgar flowers, and a pink handbag in her hand.

"Good job!" Professor Lupine praised loudly, Boggart looked left and right, seemed to be confused, "Funny funny!" Professor Lupine forced it back into the cargo box, "You all did a good job Fantastic, especially you, Pansy, you've pretty much got over your fear."

"Thank you, Professor," Pansy said with a broad smile.

It took the four of us less than a quarter of an hour to deal with the Boggart, and Pansy and Blaise taunted Draco and me as we walked down the corridor.

"I didn't expect you two to be frightened by fairy tales!"

"Shut up, Blaise," Draco said curtly.

"Vio, do you still remember that furry heart? Woooooo..."

"That's enough, Pansy." I had to pretend I didn't hear Pansy imitating the sound of a child crying.

As a result, the two of them laughed even more freely.

The author has something to say:

The original book doesn’t seem to mention the price of the fire, but it should be much more expensive than the Nimbus series... The godfather is so kind to Harry XD

BTW, I don't understand why fire-crossbow-arrow is a banned word...