HP Dawn Night

Arguing with friends and then having a cold war is a very painful thing, especially for me.

I listlessly spread the parchment on the library table, planning to spend the afternoon here.

Both Pansy and Blaise wanted to talk to me, but every time I made excuses, I even started playing hide-and-seek with them in the castle, trying to prevent them from blocking me when they got the chance.

Neville Longbottom has been sitting there biting the tip of his pen for some time now, and I dare say Dad's Potions treatise has given him a hard time.

For now, I feel that I and Longbottom still have resonance, at least we should all have a sense of abandonment.The difference is that Longbottom's parents left him due to involuntary circumstances.But I took the initiative to avoid the friends who wanted to reconcile.

"Hello, Longbottom!" I tidied up the things on the table, then walked over with the book in my arms, "Are you writing a treatise on potions?" I asked knowingly.

Neville was taken aback by me, and stammered, "Yeah..." He was turning the quill in his hand with a flushed face, and the feathers on it were about to fall off: "But I just wrote half."

Neville Longbottom is my favorite person in Gryffindor. He is not as impulsive as Weasley, not as troublesome as Potter, and not as smart as Granger.

"Okay," I suggested after glancing at his thesis, "why don't you analyze your own production process?"

"What do you mean?" he asked nervously.

"You shouldn't be wrong all the time, right? It's impossible to make the same mistake every time, right? One of the keys to improving your potion score is to clearly know where you made a mistake and avoid it next time." I put it on the bookshelf A book I saw on the Internet suggested to him, "Since you like herbalism, I think you will also like this book. It talks about a lot of things about potion ingredients, you know, that have something in common with herbs." place."

"Thank you," said Neville, flattered.

"I think you might as well ask Granger if you have any questions, she's very smart," I said.Although my impression of Granger is not as good as it was at the beginning, this does not prevent me from admitting that her grades are very good.

"Uh, actually today I—"

"Hi, Neville!"

Longbottom was interrupted halfway through.I wasn't surprised to see the Gryffindor Trio appearing behind me with an almost identical expression of horror.

"Hello." I nodded nonchalantly, finishing before Weasley could open his mouth, "I noticed that your friend seemed to be having some trouble with his potions papers, so I offered a little kind help. Don't worry, Weasley, I didn't do anything."

Weasley's face was flushed, and he looked like he was going to catch fire.But he couldn't find anything wrong this time.

"Are you writing the paper alone?" Granger asked. "Where are your friends?"

"Hey...they have other things to do." I cleared my throat in embarrassment, and it was obviously not a good idea to tell the three Gryffindors about the problems I encountered, "I was just talking to Longbottom , you can give him a lot of academic help. Since you are here," I shrugged, "then I will take my leave first."

While talking, I quickly put all the things in the bag, and then thought hard about where to pass the time.

The lake might be a good place to go, but there's a good chance you'll meet the Greengrass sisters or Pansy and Blaise there.After thinking about it for a while, I decided to go to the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

"I didn't expect to meet you here, Violet."

A blue shadow stood in the sunlight in the forest, and Luna didn't even have to turn around to know who it was.This surprised me yet again.

"Oh... I'm just here for a while, how about you?" I looked at the bottomless woods in front of me.

Luna replied with a dreamy voice: "It's very quiet here. I feel something different from other places."

The winding path in front of me has been winding deep in the forest. I have to say that my impression of the Forbidden Forest is by no means good.Sighing, I decided to briefly talk to Luna about my troubles:

"Have you ever had a fight with your friends?"

"I'm sorry, I don't think I have any friends." Luna said vaguely, "They all think I'm weird and call me 'crazy girl'."

"Sorry." I whispered.

"You're in a bad mood." Luna closed her eyes and scratched her chin with a piece of dog's tail grass, "Is it related to your friends?"

I was a little surprised by Luna's insight: "Yes. We had a quarrel and it was very unpleasant. Well, it's just my unilateral displeasure."

"Sometimes we destroy a lot of things because of jealousy and impulsiveness." Luna seemed to be listening to something, "But that's just because you think too much."

I didn't answer.Luna never said anything clearly, but every time I talked to her, something suddenly came to my mind.

"I really envy you for having a group of friends, Violet." Luna turned around and handed me the bland foxtail. "Why don't you cherish them? Don't regret it until you lose them."

I took it over: "I just don't know how to speak, it's so embarrassing..."

"Just say what you want to say." Luna said, and she pointed to the grass I was holding. "I like this weed very much. Look how strong and strong it is."

I silently stared at the weeds in my hand: "Thank you, Luna."

She hummed an out-of-key tune: "You have one of the most precious things in this world, Violet, and you have friends."

When I walked into the auditorium and saw Pansy, as always, with a place for me, I was relieved.

"Draco told us everything." Pansy said carefully, watching my face, "He admitted that he should have treated young Greenglass more harshly or more politely. But... ok Well, to put it another way, few people are able to turn down a blond-haired blue-eyed little sister decisively, right? But Draco has returned the gift of little Greenglass—"

She motioned me to look over to where the second graders were sitting, and although Astoria Greengrass was chatting and smiling as usual, there was a little more force in that smile.When she accidentally raised her head and looked at me, her eyes flickered for a moment, and then quickly averted her gaze.

"Of course, he kept Daphne Greengrass's," Blaise added.

I nodded. "Anyway...it makes me feel better. Thank you, Pansy, Blaise."

"Little Greengrass is like a beautiful snake, but Daphne is pure and cute in comparison." Pansy rolled her eyes at Astoria Greengrass, "Anyone can tell at a glance that she is playing I hate this kind of smiling tiger the most."

Blaise put the glass down: "But you owe us an explanation, Vio. Why are you mad at us?"

I stared at the tantalizing herbed lamb chops on my plate and thought for a few seconds: "Pansy, you told me you were going to Hogsmeade with someone else. And then Blaise, when I asked you if you wanted to come with me Watching Draco, you said you had another date. Let's just say I feel abandoned by you, like you've all thrown yourself into another new life..."

Pansy and Blaise stared at each other in astonishment for a few seconds before Pansy yelled, "You're such a silly little baby! Violet!"

"Am I not right?" I looked at Pan Xi with a look of hatred on his face in surprise, "You two said this by yourself."

"But that's not what we mean, Vio—" Blaise looked at me dumbfounded, "you're so funny, you're totally going the wrong way."

"Why can't you make your words clearer?" I looked suspiciously at the two guys in front of me who obviously had an unspoken secret, "That way we can all be more comfortable."

"Absolutely not," Pansy smiled mysteriously. "You will understand when the time is right. However, Vio, with all due respect, sometimes your IQ is really low enough."

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