HP Dawn Night

The day before the Christmas holiday, I received a letter from Professor Holden.

Seeing that concise notice, I felt sad and relieved.

Professor Holden said that my grades were not good enough to meet the average level of the OWLs class, so she regretted that I could not enter her class after the holidays.

I am well aware of my level, and Professor Holden's decision is within my expectation.It is true that I think I have made sufficient psychological preparations, but I still can't help but feel a little helpless, regretful and sad for the missed opportunity.

"What are you looking at?—Huh? It's Ancient Runes—" Pansy walked into the dormitory from the outside with a large stack of books in her arms. After seeing my expression, she immediately understood the content of the notification intelligently.

"You can see for yourself." I handed the note to her and shrugged, "It's a bit regretful, but since this is the case, I can only accept the reality." home clothing.Pansy scanned the text message at a glance, and I noticed that she was quietly watching my demeanor with probing eyes. After a while, she walked to the fireplace:

"Forget about these things, Vio." She rolled up the paper and threw it into the fireplace, and the green flames jumped up instantly and licked the paper into ashes. "We still have a lot to do." She Came over and started packing the suitcase, Pansy acting as if I never had that bad news.

I stopped what I was doing, and sincerely thanked this friend for not comforting me with those useless words.Pansy may seem arrogant and domineering to others, but to me she is the most reliable friend in the world.

"By the way, Vio." She tossed her long hair and turned her head. "Can I write a letter to your mother? I'm craving blueberry pie."

"Okay," I reached for the parchment and quill from the bedside table, "would you like some more salad?"

It snowed on the day we went home, and we sat in the box and played cards.

"If possible," Draco said to me, "I'd visit your house."

"Is it for Miss Watson or Violet?" Blaise joked casually.

Draco ignored him, but asked, "Will you come? Or travel as usual?"

"Travel? So there is such a plan." Blaise put down the cards in his hand and looked at the gloomy sky outside the window. Traveling under these circumstances is probably not a wise move."

"The Floo network will not be affected by the weather." Pan Xi played a card and said.

"Yeah, but it's not wise to leave home rashly in such weird weather." Blaise said calmly.

Not knowing if he meant something, Draco and I immediately looked at each other.Pansy, on the other hand, looked a little confused: "What are you talking about, Blaise?"

"Nothing," Blaise replied, looking over the edge of the cards at me and Draco, "maybe the weather will continue to get worse."

Blaise knew.I think.He must have known the news of the mysterious man's comeback through some means—maybe it was guesswork, maybe it was some obscure news in the newspaper, maybe it was his Bulgarian official stepfather—maybe he didn't know that the Dark Lord had been resurrected, but he There must be more or less understanding of the rise of the dark forces.

I think he probably wanted to prove it to me and Draco through this veiled hint, after all, one of us has an unpredictable father and a well-informed mother, and the other is a well-known Death Eater family.

Neither Dad nor Mom told me if I should tell the truth in this situation, so I thought about it and decided to trust Blaise and give him some hints.

"That's right," I looked out the window, "maybe there will be another snowstorm."

"I think we'll have to bring thick cloaks when we get back, the temperature will drop soon." Draco said casually, he didn't look at Blaise, but lightly played a card.

Blaise's eyes flickered slightly: "I agree."

I think it's time to find a chance to give Pan Xilu a little bit of advice.

Soon the train arrived in London, and the weather outside seemed to be really cold. Many parents who came to pick up their children wore waterproof and moisture-proof cloaks.

"See you." I picked up the suitcase, "If you want to come, please write to me." I said to Draco and Blaise, "Of course, we may visit you too."

When I got off the carriage, I immediately saw my mother standing behind the fence. She looked slender and tall. I don't know if it was my illusion, but I always felt that she looked bad and in a trance.

"Are you all right, Mom?" I asked worriedly.

She blinked her eyes: "It's nothing." She said flatly, "Maybe I'm too tired from work."

On Christmas Eve, the house-elves prepared a much bigger Christmas meal than usual.But I don't know if it's my illusion, I always feel that my mother is weird.But she still refused to explain why.

Everyone at the dinner table seems to have their own minds, and this year's Christmas reveals a trace of weirdness and disharmony that cannot be concealed.

The next day, I got up early to unwrap the presents.Strangely enough, Draco's Christmas card simply wished me a Merry Christmas and nothing else.

I stared at the card in bewilderment. There was neither invisible ink nor traces of charms, and Draco's handwriting was smooth and correct, and it didn't seem to have been written in a hurry.

Pansy should take a look at this too.I put on my dressing gown and went to find her in the next room.

"Pansy?" I pushed open the door, only to find her sitting on the bed by herself with a pile of unwrapped presents in front of her.

"Merry Christmas, Vio," she said deadpan.

"What's the matter with you?" I took a few steps cautiously, those presents looked exquisite, the only difference was - "Your parents didn't send you Christmas presents?"

She nodded. "It seems that we have really made a clean break... I think," she smiled wryly, "I should be in the same mood now as when you received Professor Holden's letter. I had a hunch early tomorrow, but when I really When it came, I still felt a little... sad?" She said as if she was not sure.

"Did you ever think about going back after you left home?" I asked.

Pansy hesitated, "No."

"Did they write to you?" I continued.

She shook her head: "No"

"So do you think it makes a lot of difference in your life without them?" I finally asked.

Pansy looked up at me, "No."

"That's fine, they are not that important to you." I jumped onto her bed, "You see that you have received so many gifts, and you don't lack one or two, right? So why are you unhappy? ’ I picked up a pair of high heels with ribbons from among the gifts, ‘I remember you coveting these shoes for a long time, didn’t you?’

Pansy took the pair of high heels from me, with a satisfied smile on his face: "This is your gift, Vio!"

"Who else but me? How would others know that you put the brochure of this pair of shoes in the drawer of the bedside table and read it every day before going to bed?" I said proudly.

"Thank you, Vio!" Pansy leaned over and hugged me, then quickly got out of bed, put the shoes on her feet, stood up and walked around, "Does it look good?"

"Of course it looks good," I rolled my eyes, "These shoes cost me twenty Galleons!" I joked, "But they suit you very well, I must say you have a good eye."

Pansy walked around the room gracefully, then stopped suddenly: "By the way, why did you come to see me so early?"

I just remembered the purpose of my coming.

"It's a small matter." I took out Draco's greeting card, "I don't know why, but the card Draco gave me this year only has one sentence of blessing."

Pan Xi took it over and carefully read it several times: "It seems that there is really only one sentence...why is that?"

I shrugged: "I don't know, I'm confused too."

"It's only been a few days since you two separated. If you ask me, it's really impossible for him to find a new love in a few days, so I think there must be something that made it inconvenient for him to say more in the letter." Pan Xi's previous sentence was overheard. I was angry and amused, but somehow she had two ideas, "Either you wait and see if he writes, or you write him. But I think if he really has something , I’m afraid I won’t say more in the reply. So it’s better for you to ask him in person when the school starts.”

I stared at the bed curtain in annoyance, and Pansy yawned lazily: "Don't think too much, I don't think there will be any major problems."

The truth is, Draco didn't write a single word until we got on the train back to school.

The author has something to say:

Why was Pencey sad when she didn't get a Christmas present?Because Christmas is a very important holiday for foreigners, the relationship between Penny and Lily is so bad in the original book, and Penny still gave Lily an ugly vase at Christmas... So unless the family really broke up and turned against each other, otherwise, It's not even possible to do this.

In addition, the smart little angels should have seen that the content of the two-day update is very jumpy.The reason is that I found that this article already has 50w words!But the focus of the fifth year has not been written yet!So I fell into a deep entanglement... What about the agreed 70w ending?Um?

Finally, the daily update begins!