HP Dawn Night

Hogsmeade was officially put under a curfew in April - an alarm would be set off if anyone was on the streets after midnight, and Death Eaters patrolled during the day.

Dad was in and out of school so often that I couldn't even get a chance to speak to him.The Carlos still seemed suspicious of me and Draco, and instead they relied more and more on Nott.

"It's normal." Draco played chess with me sullenly. "My father said that it was like this when the Dark Lord rose last time. There was a lot of cliques among Death Eaters."

"We will win this time as well as last time." The Slytherin lounge was empty, everyone went back to sleep, and Draco and I had a chance to discuss things that we can't usually say freely here, "I I'm curious what Astoria is going to do, Greenglass has nothing to do with Death Eaters."

"She probably just wants to live, at least after what happened to Daphne, she has restrained a lot." Draco said, "On the contrary, Theodore is getting more and more... arrogant."

"Yes. Do you know how old Nott got on with the Death Eaters?"

Draco frowned: "As far as I know, he is the same kind of character as old Crabbe and old Goyle."

"Looks like the Carlos picked the wrong allies—"

Draco on the opposite side suddenly jumped up like a ghost, he pointed to the fireplace: "Brace!"

I looked down, just in time to see a new face: "Pansy!"

Blaise and Pansy's heads popping out of nowhere in the fireplace is a trick I've seen a few times before, but how do they do it?

"That's impossible, all the Floo networks are under surveillance now." I cast a few listening spells on the stairs, then slid down and knelt by the fireplace to watch the two "fugitives".

"It seems that there are none here. We just planned to take a risk." Blaise replied with a smile. "There is a whole box of Floo powder in the attic, and we can use it as much as we want."

"Merlin, we've been here for so long, but no one has come to see if we're doing well." Pansy exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"Hey, our life at Hogwarts is not easy, okay?" Draco quickly told the story of the Carlos and Nott, "Now Vio and I are walking on thin ice."

Blaise frowned: "What are they going to do? Get rid of you?"

"It's possible. At least 20 years ago, this kind of thing happened a lot. Everyone wanted to be king for themselves." Draco said, "Don't worry about us, anyway, with my father and Professor Snape around, they are temporarily Don't dare to do anything. What have you been up to recently?"

"Hiding in the house, going out and stealing a few newspapers from time to time to get the latest news," Blaise said. "I ventured to Diagon Alley the other day, and the situation there is not very good—"

I called out shortly: "You can't go out casually!"

"I know, so every time we go out, we must use the Transfiguration Charm to change our appearance." Blaise continued, "The shops are basically closed, but some shops related to black magic are thriving. Potter's Wanted posters are all over the place, I chatted with a few ragged people, they are basically slut wizards or people related to slugs, it seems that the dark lord didn't lock up all the sluts - also Maybe they got away - anyway the Death Eaters seem to be working on Potter right now..."

"Yes, they're not happy about Potter running away one after another," Draco said quickly.

Pansy added, "We're going to come to Hogsmeade in a few days to see—"

"Don't!" I said. "The Death Eaters have just imposed a curfew on Hogsmeade. It's too dangerous for you to come!"

"curfew?"

"For Potter."

Pansy seemed to ponder for a moment: "I know...but it's too suffocating to stay here. If there is a war at Hogwarts, we don't even know the situation..."

"We can have them come, Vio," Draco said to me suddenly. "Don't forget Rosmerta."

"What if the Death Eaters demand a bar search?" I asked.

"But Grimmauld Square is also not safe. Someone will come here at any time." Pansy protested, "If the ones who come are Death Eaters, Blaise and I will definitely die."

"Maybe we could hide in the Hog's Head," Blaise suggested. "It's a lot messier than the Three Broomsticks. Even Death Eaters come in and out of there sometimes."

"That's why the Hog's Head is unreliable," Draco advised almost earnestly. "We can't afford to take any risks now?"

"Maybe you can go home—I mean Blaise's, or mine if not."

"Violet, Pansy and I hope to stay in the place closest to the news." Blaise rejected my proposal. "It's not safe anywhere anyway. If we are going to die, we have to die at the front line."

Me and Draco have nothing against each other.

"Yeah." Pansy nodded desperately, "It's so unfair that we're here arguing with the portraits on the wall while you stay in Hogwarts."

"If you must." Draco said suddenly, "You might as well go back to Hogwarts."

"We don't want to go to the Room of Requirement—"

"I mean, you can go back to your dormitory." Draco said, "Pansy, after Daphne's death, only Vio and Millicent are left in your dormitory, which means you are safe." .Brace—"

"We have a Theodore in our dorm room," Blaise reminded him.

Draco stared at the carpet for a while: "That's right... I can get Theodore to move, but that would be too suspicious."

Now that things are so whimsical, I also offered my opinion: "Brace, if you want, I think you can consider using Polyjuice Potion."

Blaise looked like a ghost: "What are you talking about!"

Pansy was overjoyed: "You mean make Blaise a girl? 'Brace'?"

"Hey, didn't the fake Moody just lie to us for a semester?"

Blaise shook his head violently: "No! Absolutely not."

"Okay," Draco cleared his throat, "we'll keep figuring out—"

"Shh!" I raised my finger, and suddenly there was some movement from the boys' dormitory, "Hurry up! Someone is coming." Draco quickly blocked the fireplace, and I stared at the passage in the boys' dormitory.

Crabbe was there.

"Are you still chatting so late?" He asked suspiciously in his pajamas.

"Uh-Yeah!" I replied, "We want a little privacy, don't we?"

Draco nodded again and again, while reprimanding Crabbe: "Who asked you to come and disturb us?"

"Go ahead." Crabbe shrugged, and slowly retreated along the aisle. I quickly glanced at the fireplace, and there was no sign of Blaise and Pansy in it.

"They're not really coming, are they?"

"I can understand," Draco said. "No one wants to be locked in a house."

"In this way, only your plan is feasible." I thought for a while, "Maybe you can ask Rosmerta to arrange the two of them to live in the storage room, then the Death Eaters should not notice."

"Actually, we may have thought too much. The Death Eaters had already searched the house when the curfew was set. They should not search twice in three days." Draco seemed to have made up his mind. You can also rush there in time to save their lives."

"So you're going to contact Rosmerta tomorrow and I'll inform them?" I asked. "I can use the fireplace in the principal's office. It's not under surveillance."

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