[HP] Dali's Bread

Dali still remembered "Scamander" saying goodbye to her next time, which made her very nervous every day, but Black didn't show up throughout May, and she thought it was a kind of mental torture from him to her.The two times I met him, I escaped in a daze. Maybe he hasn't decided whether to kill her yet, but what is he going to do?Will he say to her when he reappears, "I can't do what you want this time"?And as June rolls around, the days are getting muggy and cloudless, and both Dally and her best friend Luna are thinking nothing more than walking outside, popping on the grass with a few pints of ice-cold pumpkin juice, and maybe having fun. Play a game of pebbles or watch giant squids make their dreamlike progress across the lake.

But in fact they can't do that. The exam is approaching. Instead of lazily passing the time outdoors, they have to stay in the castle, enduring the temptation of the summer wind blowing from the window, forcing their brains to work hard. .Dali can't sit still like Luna, she has to look at the big black dog basking in the sun in the black lake from time to time, and occasionally sees that Luna's paper has written half a page, so she has to urge herself to study quickly.

"Why don't I bring this to you first." Luna pointed to the decoration on her head—the one she transformed into a kitty's headband, "I used a little stretching spell on this, when When you are not reading the textbook, the carrot will come and grab your scalp." By the way, the carrot is the name of this cat lizi.

"No, you'd better let it catch you first." Dali immediately refused, and began to read the book in a false manner.

Since June [-]th, they had to enter the exam week, and there was an unusual silence in the castle.When the third-grade students came out of the transformation class, they were all disheveled and lost energy when walking. Everyone compared their grades and lamented that the tasks given to them were too difficult, such as turning a teapot into a turtle or something.

"Professor McGonagall has been staring at me, I'm too nervous." Dali exhaled, "My turtle shell can be opened, and I can see the tea inside, which is a bit disgusting."

"How many points do you get for having a pattern of teapots on the turtle's shell? Does anyone else do the same?" Millicent shouted.

In the afternoon, there was the Charms exam. Dali's Charms had been doing well. Professor Flitwick put them in pairs to test the happy spells.

Dali got full marks, but her partner was pushing too hard and couldn't stop the fun on her, and she laughed hysterically for an hour before she managed to calm down, which kept her skinny for the rest of the time Smiling expression.

"Stop laughing, because of this happiness spell, I may not be happy anymore." Dali's voice was skinless, and with her current face, she looked like a living dead.

"I apologize, haha—well, I really don't laugh anymore." Cedric seemed to be under a happy spell, and he almost hiccupped because of his laughter. "Speaking of which, are you going to the World Cup?"

Two voices sounded at the same time——

"What World Cup?" This is Dali's.

"Of course I'm going!" It was Luna's.

"The Quidditch World Cup, on summer vacation, are you going to Dali?" Cedric explained, his features soft and his voice sounding like a soft tune, "My dad can get extra tickets, I can send it to you."

"What month is it? A few days ago, I sent a letter to my parents saying that I want to go to the beach. I want some beautiful shells... If the time hits, I think they will be very upset. ..." Daly is not interested in Quidditch, but she really wants to stay with her friends, "But if I want to go, they can't help me, but I have to agree in advance."

"It's late in the summer, and unless you choose to go out for the last two weeks, you will never miss the World Cup!" He said with the "Quidditch mania" he thought everyone should have: "Besides, Dali , you'd be hesitating to play Quidditch because you're picking up shells! Britain hasn't had a trophy for 30 years!"

"Okay, okay. I just want to say in advance that there is no problem with the time. I want to go. Can you let me know when the time comes?" Dali quickly calmed down the excited heart of the 15-year-old boy.

"Why don't you come and stay at my house in the last few weeks, and then we will go together." Luna suggested.

"I'd love to, I'll tell my dad, but what are you going to do about Potions class tomorrow, I feel like I'm going to be done." Before planning a happy summer vacation, Dali had to face a tough final exam, but Seth Neither Derek nor Luna seemed to worry about grades, which made her very depressed. Thinking of Sirius, she felt that her life might end before the holidays, no, maybe before Black, it would end in Sri Lanka. Professor Nepe's hands.

Thinking of this, she had to say goodbye to her little friend again and go to review her homework.

The next morning, Hagrid presided over the protection of magical creatures exam, but he looked so preoccupied that he didn't seem to be thinking about the exam at all.He brought the class a large bucket of fresh Flobberworms and told them that their Flobberworms had to be alive an hour later in order to pass the test.Flobber caterpillars multiplied extremely quickly if left unchecked, so it was the easiest test she had ever had, just sitting in front of a barrel with her cheeks dragged for an hour.

"Dally, Little Pistachio." Hagrid liked the nickname he gave her, and he walked up to her softly (although it was a bit impossible for his size) and took out a small box with the packaging on it. The paper is a little crumpled, "The videotape I went to London before, I asked Caredy Bubbaji to help me develop it, I don't have a projector-is it called that? Anyway, I want to give it to you. "Bubbaji is the teacher of the Muggle Studies course offered by the school. Dali thanked Hagrid, and did not forget to ask: "Can I get full marks?"

"Oh, of course. Full marks, little pistachios."

Dali smiled with satisfaction. Charms and Protection of Magical Creatures were full marks, and her grades in astronomy were acceptable. There was no written test in herbalism. She reached an agreement with a Hufflepuff student and got her a little Small help, so not too bad.If Professor McGonagall doesn't get too hard on her, she's doing pretty well so far.All that remained was Potions and History of Magic, and Divination and Defense Against the Dark Arts tomorrow morning.

She was nervous except for Defense Against the Dark Arts, but if she got a Boggart in Defense Against the Dark Arts, she might as well be screwed.

On the way back to the castle, she saw Malfoy and Parkinson talking intimately, which made her stomach churn, and she tried not to think about the joy on Malfoy's face, after all, there was Professor Snape waiting for him in the afternoon she.

"Dursley." After a while, the boy in her mind materialized in front of her, and he really seemed to be cast with a happy spell, and when he called her name, his tone was a little jumpy, " You know what to do, right?"

"What?" Is it a punch in the nose telling you to keep your distance from Parkinson?

"Huh?" The corners of his mouth lowered for a moment but immediately raised again, he reached out and took out the box that Dali was holding on his chest, and he complained about the packaging with a little disgust, "Uh, is this Dursley flavor? Forget it, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about, you’re all ready—although I’m not too hopeful about you.”

Dali was speechless and annoyed, and at the same time her heart was sour. She thought of the intimate conversation between him and Parkinson, and in a blink of an eye he was acting weird to her again, which made her shout uncontrollably: "What are you doing! Mal Fu! I don’t understand what the hell you’re saying! Someone gave it to me, you know?! Can’t you just ask Parkinson if you want anything?!”

With this roar, almost everyone in the corridor looked at them, which made Malfoy's morbidly pale face flush, and after a few seconds of silence, he threw Hagrid's gift directly at Dali's face, the square shape The cardboard smashed a small hole in her forehead, and a thin streak of scarlet flowed out.

But Malfoy was invisible, he was long gone.

She didn't cry, but her eyes were red.Dali ignored other people's pointers and ran to the school hospital to treat the wound briefly. She had no time to listen to Madam Pomfrey's "may leave a scar" and was about to go to the Potions classroom in the cellar for the exam.

Going into battle with injuries didn't make Professor Snape feel too much sympathy for him. She was indeed a potions idiot, and she felt that the potion in her cauldron seemed too thin.Before leaving, Snape wrote a few words in Darley's book, which looked like a zero word.

It wasn't until she returned to the common room after dinner that it turned out that today was Draco Malfoy's birthday.Parkinson and her small group presented Malfoy with gifts she had never seen before, surrounded by children from pure-blood families, and everything was so far away from her.

Dali felt really bad today.

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