hogwarts rose

By the time Tria helped the weak Neville back to the dormitory, it was already late, and Madam Pomfrey angrily taught Neville a lesson, saying that he shouldn't cause trouble for herself.

But Neville wasn't frustrated by these words. He later told Tria happily that he stopped Goyle and Crabbe by himself.

Considering the respective bodies of the three people, this is really a remarkable thing.

When they returned to the Gryffindor lounge, the revelers hadn't left, and the twins went to the kitchen to steal a lot of food.

Although the elves will try their best to help prepare food as long as they are asked, Gemini especially likes excitement, and takes going to the kitchen to steal food as an adventure, and they never tire of it.

George and Fred left a bunch of delicious food for Tria, specially gathered it on a small square table, and marked it with a small note: Princess Tria's own.

As for the two of them, because they secretly drank butter beer, they collapsed into the dormitory early and went crazy.

"Let's eat together."

Neither Tria nor Neville ate anything, so they sat together at the small square table and ate a pile of "Teria's own" snacks.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were sitting not far away, their expressions were strange, and they didn't look like they had won the game.

"Now that the evidence is solid, she has to believe it if she doesn't believe it."

She heard Ron say confidently, and wanted to stand up, but was stopped by Hermione.

"Tria is not our enemy, use your brains."

Probably found Snape's crime again, Tria shrugged and stopped paying attention to that.

Hogwarts is absolutely safe, especially not only the greatest white wizard, but also the most powerful dark wizard sits here, Harry and the others can do whatever they want.

From time to time Tria could still hear:

Quirrell...final exam...time...review...

such words.

By the way, there are still ten weeks until the final exam. I hope that under the influence of Hermione, Harry and Ron can pay attention to it.

"Get some rest, Neville."

After filling her stomach, it was time for Tria to go back to sleep. She pointed to her head and signaled Neville:

"Your head is not fully recovered, a little more sleep will help, and no strenuous exercise."

This was Madam Pomfrey's order, and Tria decided to remind Neville repeatedly this week.

Neville nodded obediently:

"I'm going to sleep now."

Tria went back to her room satisfied, feeling that Neville was the most worry-free of all her friends.

He is obedient and easy to coax, and does not lose his temper.

The night had already darkened, and Triya climbed into the crib after washing, and fell asleep sweetly.

The following study life returned to normal, and Wood no longer held them in a daze to train, especially Tria, because she had no chance to play as a substitute, and she shouldn't have been training with the main team as intensively. Yes, in order to compensate for the previous hard work of the squeamish bag, Wood also specially approved her to only participate in training twice a week.

It may also be because the final exam is coming soon, and every professor tacitly increased the amount of homework.

Even the Easter holidays are no exception, with a lot of homework, they are busier than when they are not on holiday.

But the homework that almost killed Harry and Ron didn't affect Tria too much. After the amount of training was reduced, she felt very relaxed every day, and finally found time to visit her forgotten old professor.

"Good afternoon, Professor."

When Tria poked her head in from the office door to observe secretly, Snape was still correcting homework that he would never finish.

He half-raised his eyes as if giving charity, then looked away, and didn't say anything, but Tria knew it meant he didn't mind her going in.

Ma Liu'er closed the door, ran to her exclusive seat and sat down, and Triya still had an inexplicable sense of peace of mind like returning home.

"Stop jumping up and down with your monkey friends?"

Snape didn't raise his head, but his tone of voice wasn't cold, it was flat at best.

Tria guessed right away that the "jumping up and down" referred to Quidditch practice.

"Twice a week, low intensity."

She answered, taking stones from her small purse.

Snape was a little disappointed:

"It is recommended to leave the team."

Triya quite agrees, but it's not too tiring to be a substitute, so let's do it.

She doesn't want to torture each other with Wood again, the point is that she can't torture Wood.

"There's been a lot of homework recently."

Tria scratched the stone with a small carving knife, looked at the piles of parchment scrolls on Snape's desk, and said inadvertently.

In fact, she wasn't complaining, because she and Hermione could write very quickly no matter how much homework there was.

It's just that the amount of homework that Snape corrected was a bit too exaggerated, usually only half a table was piled up, but now it is full of the whole table.

Snape snorted coldly.

"Without these homework, some of your idiot friends might even forget how to write their own names."

The image of Harry and Ron relentlessly chasing Hermione for homework appeared in Tria's mind, and she was embarrassed to refute.

"Since I'm idle, I'll change a stack."

Before Tria could answer, a stack of parchment was placed in front of her.

Triya looked at the thick stack in a daze, and then at the stone carved in her hand.

Not daring to refute, he had to give the old professor a resentful look, then slowly put away the stone and carving knife, and reluctantly began to correct his homework.

Snape didn't make things difficult for her either, the stack he handed over was all first grade homework.

And looking carefully, it seems that Slytherin handed it in.

I don't say whether it is correct or not, but the rolls of each sheet are straight and straight, unlike Harry and the others, sometimes the homework handed in is really like a step on the parchment, and the handwriting is messed up.

The content of this homework is to analyze the role of Baixian.

Tria remembers she wrote about half a dozen.

"How many correct answers should there be?"

To be on the safe side, Tria asked the professor.

"seven."

Tria was shocked.

"Then I can't get the O?"

"Which one am I missing?"

Snape still remembered the answer Tria handed in, he thought for a moment, and then answered.

"It's still O. The remaining one is to treat weak muscles and bones, but the prescription has been lost. If you can't write it, no points will be deducted."

Triya pouted unhappily. Before writing her thesis, she not only read "A Thousand Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms", but also searched for materials in the library for a long time. She thought she was safe.

[Others will definitely not find it. 】

She thought so, and then began to evaluate homework.

Sure enough, other people can’t find the seventh effect. Most people don’t write after four or five. Tria will give them an E, and only three are A, and less than three, P, D vary.

The main thing is to look at his handwriting, as well as Tria's mood.

[O-Excellent; E-Good; A-Pass; P-Poor; D-Very Poor; T-Extremely Poor]