HP Dawn Night

"Oh, I was wondering why you didn't wear your scarf and gloves." Pansy said mockingly, but kept glancing at Draco, "So there are replacements."

"You can have it too," Draco retorted, "Your little French prince is over there." He nodded with his chin in the direction of Ravenclaw.Pansy's face turned green, and she slashed open a piece of bloody steak:

"Don't mention him again!"

"I just wanted to ask," I sat down, "Why did you come back so early that day?"

Draco thoughtfully took my favorite fish and cut it into small pieces for me.Pansy looked at him with an ambiguous look:

"Tsk, Professor Snape is still watching you from the teacher's bench."

"Don't interrupt," I said.

Pansy rested her chin on one hand and said in a nonchalant tone, "Well, I don't really like dancing with him either. So, you know, he makes excuses to slip away after a dance. I'm happy too."

"There must be more to come." I took a sip of pumpkin juice, "Let's talk, here are all acquaintances."

"Five minutes later, I saw him dancing with Gryffindor's Parvati Patil." Pansy said calmly, "Of course I'm not happy. While talking about something, I went to invite other people." girl?"

"He probably saw that you were absent-minded." Draco pushed the plate to me.Pansy rolled her eyes at the ceiling:

"Yeah yeah, so I'm just talking. Don't bring it up again."

"When did you get back that day, Blaise?"

"After the dance." Blaise recalled what happened last night, and seemed to have a deep feeling. "She dragged me to dance all night, and I had to accompany her."

"Oh, it looks like we didn't have a great Christmas Eve."

After dinner, we headed back to the common room.At this time, a second-year student ran over: "Malfoy, the dean asked you to go to his office immediately."

Perhaps because of his friend's face, Blaise only showed a little smile.And Pansy laughed unscrupulously: "How do you feel, Draco? I told you that the dean has been watching your every move just now."

"I can't help it, I'm enjoying it again." Draco dismissed the second year student and turned to me, "Okay, I'm going, Vio, don't you plan on having a parting kiss or something?"

Blaise: "...we need to back off, Draco."

Pansy: "The dean is watching you."

I tilted my head slightly, and used Draco to block the unfriendly gaze from the teacher's seat: "Do you want to enter St. Mungo's, Draco?"

"It's worth it if it's because of you." Draco said with pride.But with his back to the teacher's seat, he didn't see a person not far behind him.

"I hope you understand me, Mr. Malfoy." Dad appeared behind him silently and said in a whisper, "Go now!"

"Yes, godfather!" Draco put on a look of "I will do whatever you tell me to do", especially obedient.

"Vio, I hope you can also concentrate on your studies." Dad said to me meaningfully, "In your spare time, I suggest you discuss Charms with Miss Parkinson, or study with Mr. Zabini. Arithmetic divination or ancient runes—cultivate an amateur hobby. Don’t waste your time anyway!”

I had an idea: "Speaking of which, Dad, I just wanted to make a request."

"Say."

"Considering the OWL exam next year, I hope this year's extracurricular tutoring can be resumed." I said kindly, as if it was purely for academic considerations, "We can still have tutoring every Friday night, or we can have more time ,I do not mind--"

"—unfortunately," Dad said words one by one from his lips, "as things stand, I'm afraid I'll need to spend more time with Mr. Malfoy this year."

"I……"

"Go back now! Do what you have to do." Dad gave me a threatening look.

I just wanted to say that two people can tutor together...

After returning to the lounge unhappily, I had no choice but to start doing my homework according to my father's instructions.Pencey and Blaise were of course with me.

When it was close to ten o'clock, Draco walked in through the stone door exhausted.Seeing us all there, he seemed taken aback: "Are you really doing your homework?"

"Someone is actually waiting for you." Pan Xi said bluntly.

"Did Dad say anything to you?" I moved to let Draco sit next to me, and Pansy put on a sour look and got up to change seats.

"The godfather said that my Occlumency has regressed a lot, and I need to start with basic skills." Draco yawned, stretched out his arms, and I naturally leaned forward:

"The results of it?"

"Every Monday to Friday, there is tutoring every night." Draco said in a very pitiful tone, "ah, fortunately, I can move freely during the two days of the weekend."

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Dad was just trying to find fault..."Good luck."

Draco moved a little closer, breathing in my ear: "I have a proposal."

"What?" I felt a slight heat in my ears.When he wanted to distance himself, he was firmly controlled by Draco.

"We can turn weekends into regular appointments," Draco whispered, somewhat seductively.

"Cough cough cough..." Blaise coughed loudly, "Can you pay attention to the impact?"

Pansy held up a book to cover her eyes: "I didn't see anything!"

I couldn't help but blush, and when I wanted to raise my hand to cover my face, Draco grabbed my hand and wouldn't let me do that.

"You have to understand," Draco didn't feel embarrassed at all, "after all, we're still in love now."

"You've known each other for many years!" Pansy let out a strange cry.

Draco asked back in an unbelievable tone: "Haven't you also known Vio for many years? What does it matter?"

"Think about it for us," Blaise suggested half-truthfully. "You're always making life hard for us, too."

"Brace, don't say that grapes are sour." Draco warned, "You can also find one, isn't it? I believe many people will be willing."

Blaise opened his mouth, as if to refute.But in the end nothing was said.

Once Christmas was over, everything was back on track.We returned to the classroom to start class again, and the teachers also returned to normal teaching. The pressure is mounting on OWL.

The field is covered with white snow, and fine droplets of water condense on the window panes.No one wants to take Care of Fantastic Creatures class in weather like this.

Perhaps because of the bad weather, today's "Daily Prophet" was not delivered until class time.

But it was precisely because we had no classes that we were the first to see an explosive piece of news.

"Rita Skeeter?" I read out the interviewer's name and title with disgust, "'Dumbledore's Big Mistake'...don't be a gimmick again."

"No," Pansy said, reading the article aloud.

After reading it, there was an explosion in the Slytherin lounge.All fourth graders gathered to discuss whether the report was true or false.

"I thought he just drank a bottle of growth hormone." Draco picked up the newspaper and scanned it quickly. Rita Skeeter compiled some non-existent interviews with Slytherin students in the report, This made everyone very angry.

"There's nothing that can cure this woman?" Daphne said angrily.Rita Skeeter reported that Daphne had been bitten by a Flobber caterpillar and that her friend Beast had been injured by a snail.

"The key is whether what she said is true or not?" Pan Xi pointed out the key point.

"Hagrid ever been interviewed by her?"

"I don't know. But you know that Skeeter is a woman who often appears in Hogsmeade, and Hagrid can't control his mouth when he drinks too much."

"But she often makes up things that don't exist."

"You also saw Hagrid's height, is it possible for a normal person to be that tall?"

"Merlin. The board should fire him."

Everyone chattered, mainly around Hagrid's lecture content and his behavior.

"He was expelled from Hogwarts, which is a clear stain."

"But Dumbledore appointed him anyway."

"Didn't he appoint Moody as well?" Pansy sneered. "Skeeter is very brave. She said Moody is a notorious villain, like a psychopath."

"Actually, I always thought Hagrid was a half-giant." They all looked at me.I shrugged. "I know about oxytocin, it doesn't do that."

"Then this report is true." Blaise folded the newspaper and threw it on the coffee table. "Maybe Hagrid's teaching career is over."

"Leaving that aside, he's not a good teacher," Knott interjected. "Just imagine what he's shown us..." He shuddered.

"In any case, the school should do some research on this."

"Our next class is to protect magical animals, right?" Daphne said suddenly.

Everyone looked at each other.

With no notification that the class was cancelled, everyone put on their capes and walked across the snow.Braving the cold wind to the place where the class is usually held.

At the door of Hagrid's hut stood an elderly witch with gray hair cut short and a prominent chin.The Slytherins weren't too surprised, and the Gryffindors didn't understand what was going on - their last class was Herbology, and no one had probably read that article yet.

"Who are you?" Weasley asked, glaring at the new professor as he led us through the snow.

"I'm Professor Graplan," she said crisply. "I'm your substitute teacher for Care of Magical Creatures."

"Where's Hagrid?" Potter asked aloud.

"He's not well," said Professor Graplan reluctantly.

We walked around Hagrid's hut, whose curtains were drawn tightly so that no one outside could see what was going on inside anyway.

"What happened to Hagrid?" Potter asked after taking a few steps.

"Just leave it alone," Professor Graplan seemed to think he was meddling.

"I'm going to manage," said Potter excitedly. "What's the matter with him?"

"You'd better read today's Daily Prophet," I said.At this time, everyone was trekking in the snow, but many people were paying attention to our conversation.

"What do you mean?" Granger turned to look at me sternly.

"Anyone bring the newspaper?" I looked back at my fellow Slytherins.

Crabbe reached into the pocket of his robes and awkwardly produced a folded newspaper.Potter grabbed the newspaper and unfolded it, and the Gryffindors gathered to read it with him.

Their expressions slowly turned into astonishment.

The author has something to say:

I just want to ask how many of the people chasing this article are student parties?

PS. Happy reading~