HP Dawn Night

As a result, at dinner that night, news of Harry Potter and Umbridge's quarrel spread like wildfire, surprisingly fast even by Hogwarts standards.

"He said he saw Diggory killed by You-Know-Who, and that he had a duel with You-Know-Who."

"Hehe, what was Umbridge's reaction?"

"Potter was placed in detention and kicked out of the classroom on the spot."

"That's what he deserves..."

The Slytherins huddled together to discuss Potter, the first student to be placed in solitary confinement since the start of the new term.And because of what he said.

In fact, looking up the auditorium, I see that almost everyone is talking about it.Of course, they still peeked at Potter from afar with that monstrous gaze.

"I said—" Pansy flicked the food on the plate irritably, "If Potter had more brains, he would know where Umbridge came from, why he came from, and who he would report to."

"You can't blame him. After all, he found himself a madman when he got back to school," I said. "And he was summoned for using a charm during the summer vacation."

"Speaking of which, what the hell is going on?" Blaise asked Draco. "It's impossible for a Dementor to escape the Ministry's grasp."

"Yeah, but no one can explain why dementors appear in Muggle-inhabited areas." Draco glanced around and lowered his voice, "But it is said that someone sent them there."

Pansy gasped, "Are you sure, Draco?"

"Ninety-five percent," Draco replied confidently.

When I turned around, Umbridge was eating his dinner properly, his toady face covered with loose wrinkles.It wouldn't surprise me at all if she would do such a thing.

"It seems that he has also found that he is not very trusted now." Brace looked away.

Audio-Technica just stood up and left the auditorium, people's eyes followed them all the time.

"It can't be helped, most people go home from summer vacation before they figure out what's going on, and then for two months they read reports that Potter is an alarmist lunatic and Dumbledore is an old fool. said Draco.

"I thought they'd figure it out," Pansy said regretfully.

"They probably don't want to believe it." I watched from afar the people who reunited and chattered, "Under such circumstances... Sigh."

Such an atmosphere is very unappetizing.Blaise put down his knife and fork. "Anyone want to go to the library later? We have two papers to write."

I raised my hand.

"Hey, don't forget that one of the duties of a prefect is to stay in the lounge and supervise the younger students." Draco reminded me, "Don't you want someone in the lounge to indoctrinate or sell new students some... "

"Relax, they won't say anything tonight." I said wearily. "The heat between Potter and Umbridge hasn't passed yet. Besides, even if we are here, we can't actually do much."

The next morning the weather was just as foggy and rainy as the day before.At breakfast, there were two empty places at the headmaster's table - Hagrid and my father.

"Where's Professor Snape?" Pansy asked me in surprise.

I shrugged. "Don't know...maybe fell asleep by the cauldron?"

The joke is not funny at all.Pansy gave me a reproachful look.

With the increasing pressure of OWLs exams, the teachers have also increased their demands on us.In Transfiguration and Charms this morning, both Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick warned us of what this exam meant.

"When will our career counseling start?" Pansy asked.

I'm practicing the Vanishing Charm on the snail: "Er - at least until after Christmas."

"That's good," she said listlessly, "I'll have enough time to think about what to do next."

"You seem to be under a lot of stress about this lately?" I quietly lowered my voice and asked her.

Pan Xi sighed: "After all, I have already left home, so I have to make some plans for the future."

I decided to give her some advice: "You should discuss it with Professor Flitwick and see if he has any good suggestions." Pansy's best subject is Charms, and I think Flitwick should be happy to tell her Some careers to consider.

"Hey, speaking of which—" she turned quickly, "Brace, didn't you say you wanted to be a spellbreaker?"

"Huh?" Blaise raised an eyebrow.

"But the spellbreaker needs a NEWTs certificate for arithmetic and divination!" Pansy pointed out an obvious problem, "but you haven't even taken a arithmetic and divination class until now!"

"Oh, well, becoming a spellbreaker has been my ambition in the past." Blaise explained lightly, and he continued under our surprised gazes, "I thought about it, and decided to engage in a more relaxed and autonomous job... ..."

"Then are you going to—?"

"You four!" Professor McGonagall's stern voice sounded, and she walked to Pansy and me's table in a few steps, "Miss Parkinson, Miss Snape, how are your exercises going?"

Pansy and I quickly tapped the snail with our wands, but our vanishing spell was not completely successful. The snail's color became very pale, almost transparent, but that was still different from the concept of "disappearing".

Professor McGonagall said lightly: "It seems that you still need to practice more, Mr. Zabini, how about you?"

Bracey flicked his wand carelessly, and in no time his snail was gone!

"Very good!" Professor McGonagall praised loudly with satisfaction, "Mr. Zabini has done it... Great, Slytheringa is very good! Maybe you should ask Mr. Zabini for more advice instead of saying something irrelevant Urgent gossip," she said to Pansy and me, rather harshly.

"Yes, Professor McGonagall."

What a shame.

Anyway, Pansy and I managed to make the snail disappear before the end of get out of class, and of course Draco and Blaise had already finished their task and chatted about Quidditch.When everyone put away their textbooks, notes, and wands, Professor McGonagall announced the homework, and Pansy and I were very happy to find that we didn't have to do it-those who failed to make the snail disappear needed to practice the Vanishing Charm overnight and prepare for the next day. God try again.

"On the bright side, we've mastered at least one of the most difficult spells in the syllabus," Draco encouraged me.But considering my future career direction, I can only say that what I ask for in Transfiguration is definitely not just "pass" or "good".

With so much homework to do, even the best students at Hogwarts can feel overwhelmed.After a hasty lunch, we headed back to the common room to make one last revision of an assignment that was due.In the afternoon, we had to leave our heavy workload behind and walk across the grass to our Care of Magical Creatures class.

The weather was eerily cold and windy.I looked up at the gray sky. The weather in England this autumn was exceptionally abnormal. I couldn't help but think of some "big man" who was hiding in the dark—I shuddered—could it be because of his influence? ?

Pansy sensed my trembling: "What's wrong with you, Vio?"

Draco looked over immediately with concern.I pointed to the sky: "It seems to be raining soon."

"Hey, the weather has been like this recently, maybe the cold wave came too early, isn't it?" Pansy said very optimistically.Her feelings about You-Know-Who must not be as real as I am. Out of the need to keep a secret, I didn't reveal my father's identity as a Death Eater to her. Pansy has been upset enough recently, and I decided to tell her after a while .

It turned out that when we walked down the grass slope and walked towards the cabin, there were actually sporadic raindrops in the sky.

"It's really raining." We quickened our pace.Professor Graplan was waiting for us ten meters from the door of the cottage, before her a long trestle table covered with twigs.The Gryffindors were gathering behind her.

"Is everyone here?" Professor Graplan asked gruffly when he saw us coming. "Let's begin. Can anyone tell me what these things are called?"

Unsurprisingly, Granger raised her hand abruptly.

"Oh oh oh, here we go again!" Pansy snorted in annoyance.

When Miss Granger had answered all the questions, Professor Graplan told us to work in groups to complete a sketch of a Bowtruckle.

"It's an interesting class." We picked out a Bowtruckle and found a flat surface to sit on.Brace handed the woodjack to it, and the Bowtruckle immediately calmed down.Pansy touched the Bowtruckle, and the Bowtruckle moved its twigs.

"Come on, we have to finish before get out of class ends." I opened the book and found the chapter on Bowtruckles.In good conscience, Professor Graplan's way of teaching is much better than that of Hagrid, which is definitely recognized.Taking today's class as an example, it can definitely be called a demonstration class of conservation of Magizoology.

When the dismissal bell rang in the distance across the field, we stood up and walked back to Professor Graplan with our Bowtruckles and sketches.She told us to put the bowtruckle back on the table and hand her the sketch.

"You guys have done well." She glanced at our drawings briefly, "Of course there are still some details, but it's already very good." She said bluntly.

Walking back across the meadows to the castle, we meet a Ravenclaw fourth year who has just finished herbalism.

"Hey, isn't that a crazy girl?"

Only then did I see Luna walking straight through the crowd to Potter, wearing a pair of exaggerated carrot earrings on her ears, and several people snickered.

"Don't call her that, I know her, she's fine," I said.

"You know her?" Pansy raised her voice.

I hastened to add: "It's just acquaintance, I said a few words...but that was about the second or third grade."

"No offense, but she's kind of weird sometimes," Pansy said, wafting into our ears as we passed them. "Oh, she believed in Potter."

"It turned out that Granger seemed to have pissed her off," Bracewire reported.I turned my head and Luna just passed us like a gust of wind.

"That's normal, Lovegood and Granger are totally different people," Pansy said to me with a shrug. "Lovegood's dad was the editor of The Quibbler, so you get it?"

"Well... I don't think Granger believes anything written in The Quibbler, do you?"

Pansy smiled. "That's about it."

The author has something to say:

When I saw this, the author was preparing for the two interviews on the second day, it was a bit convenient...

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