[HP] Missy and Mischief
Chapter 61 DA Army
Perhaps it was indeed because of the gradually cold weather that Hogsmeade week seemed particularly deserted.Nobody wanted to be outside in the cold, and most of the students were huddled in the Three Broomsticks or Honeydukes' candy store.
Cassandra has nothing new about this small wizarding village she has visited for three or four years, and she still appears here entirely because of the need to replenish stationery reserves, and Betty's claim that "he wants to drink something other than pumpkin juice." normal drink".
"I already regret agreeing to come with you," said Cassandra, who was sitting in the soft booth of Madame Puddiffe's teahouse, surrounded by chattering junior girls and their female companions, stirring the coffee on top with a small gold teaspoon. of cream, "especially now that I've grown to hate pink."
"How many people's love has been ruined by Umbridge." Betty pushed aside the frozen lemon tea. It's too bad when you think of a Ministry of Magic official who is neither young, good-looking, nor lovable.
In the teahouse, Mrs. Puddife's eternal love "Looking" is also playing. The proprietress is humming the familiar melody softly while knitting balls of wool with sticks.
"She also ruined my free time," Cassandra was very dissatisfied, she pursed her lips and said, "The old witch thinks Theodore and Pansy are not enough to attract hatred, I hope I can provide her with Extra help - as if the Deputy Minister for Magic could get me out of the NEWTs."
Betty's eyes were wide open, as if she was suffocated, "But she just announced the suspension of Professor Flitwick's choir last week, and banned everyone from reading "The Quibbler" last week! What else does she want to do!"
Cassandra lowered her eyelashes, "She also wants to ban all 'illegal organizations', any gathering of more than three people must get her approval."
Before Betty had time to respond to this damn command, the other people around who were whispering suddenly became louder, and cast their gazes out of the window at the same time.The two of them also looked together, and many faces they were familiar with were excitedly walking towards the end of Hogsmeade village. There were at least a dozen Gryffindors, and a few Hufflepuffs and Hufflepuffs. Ravenclaw.
And there is only one shop at the end of Hogsmeade village, the pig's head pub where dark wizards like to do some speculation.
"The trio of saviors, the two Weasleys, that idiot from the Longbottoms, the mad girl Lovegood... and Digory and his girlfriend," Betty said with a slight frown. I know more than three of them, and Umbridge would go crazy seeing this."
Cassandra's expression was as indifferent as ice and snow.
Gryffindor meetings... Fred and George didn't tell her... maybe she didn't need to know either.They should have given her an explanation, of course she wouldn't be part of the Savior's clique, but she shouldn't have been kept in the dark... Maybe they were already breathing the foul air of the Hog's Head by now.
……
Inside the Pig's Head Bar, Fred looked around with great interest.
It's not the first time he's here, but every time he's attracted by wizards in all kinds of costumes—the bandaged weirdo at the bar has only a little slit on his lips, and he uses this to pour the smoking flame whiskey Down the throat; the two men by the window insisted on dressing themselves as the half-brothers of the dementors, but the thick accent gave them away; the witch by the fireplace was wrapped in a black veil and wore a fancy mask ...
Just now, Hermione has shown the posture and style of the deputy prefect, hoping that they can unite and study the various spells taught by Professor Sirius together, (Ron added that the most important thing is to oppose leprosy Investigative Operations Squad, they should have a Counter-Investigative Operations Squad), and thwarting Ministry of Magic plots against Hogwarts.
"We think that the reason why Umbridge didn't let us practice spells in class and gathered after class was because she had some... some ridiculous ideas in her head," said Hermione. "She thought Dumbledore Professor Lidow would use the students of the school as a secret army to drive us to be driven by the Headmaster."
Harry thought that if they decided to hold an assembly, they could ask Sirius to help apply for empty classrooms, but Hermione and Qiu felt that Umbridge had already regarded Sirius as a thorn in his side, and there was no need and should not give him more excuses.
(Harry protests: But he's with me!)
"Well, let's find a way to find a no-man's land," Hermione said. "When we confirm the time and place of the future gathering, we will use this fake Gallon that will become hot to inform everyone."
Finally, after some discussions and disputes, the students who came to the rally signed their names on a piece of parchment, as if confirming a pledge of the Rebel Alliance.
It is so difficult to unify opinions when there are many people-they spent an hour in the Pig's Head Bar before they could barely form a unified group.
The others got up and said goodbye in twos and threes, and in the end it was only Harry, Hermione, Ron and the twins left in the bar.
"I think it's going well, except that Hufflepuff named Zacharias has been finding fault and raising arguments..." Hermione said, "But we can't stop interested people from coming, such as Ginny's boyfriend bringing The big group of people..."
George was bringing two glasses of sherry, and when he heard that he put the glass heavily on the table, the wine splashed on the table, he and Ron asked in unison, "Ginny's what! Her boyfriend— —She actually has a boyfriend—”
Fred asked angrily, "Is that the kid named Michael Corner? He's been messing around with her just now!"
"They've been dating since last year's Yule Ball," said Hermione calmly, "but that's beside the point, Ron. It would be shameless of you to stop your sister from doing it because you have no romance yourself. And I have to admit, this is her second boyfriend."
"I don't like that dark-skinned kid!" Ron panted heavily, blushing and thick-necked, "and what do you mean! Who doesn't have a relationship to talk about? Lavender has always had a good impression of me , but I didn't respond to her..."
Fred rolled his eyes at Ron: "You've got the point wrong, little Ronnie. Ginny has had two boyfriends since she was only in fourth grade. I think we're the more innocent part of the family."
"What does that mean?" Harry asked quickly.
He suddenly remembered the night Hagrid took him to the Forbidden Forest on the eve of the first round of the Triwizard Tournament, the scene he saw in the duel hall—he had almost forgotten about it, and it turned out that Is it really not a dream?
A hint of hesitation appeared on George's face: "Since Ginny can bring Michael Conner to join our outlaw gang—well, don't stare at me, Hermione, it's just a joke—I think we should also consider asking Ka Sandra, given how long we've been together."
"Cassandra?" Ron was stunned and asked without thinking, "Is it the Cassandra we know?"
"Yeah, that Cassandra Wolflin in Slytherin with her chin up like a queen and blonde hair," Fred said in a low voice.
But the two of them were disappointed to find that Hermione and Harry seemed to have expected this incident long ago, and even showed an expression of "I knew it" on their faces. Only Ron was shocked by the news one after another, his eyes lost his eyes——
"You all know?" Ron choked on his butterbeer, coughed and angrily looked back and forth between Harry and Hermione: "I'm the only one who doesn't know anything! When did you start—she Which of your girlfriends—"
Hermione avoided meeting Ron's eyes in embarrassment.
She did know about it long ago, but for some reason, she didn't tell her two friends.Who told them that they are boys with rough nerves?
"Both of us," Fred dropped a giant bomb lightly, this time he finally got his wish and saw the shocked expressions on Harry and Hermione's faces, "Oh, I forgot that you were raised by Muggle families grown up."
George had to come forward to explain: "Honestly, this is nothing in the wizarding world. You must know that some people even marry their own wizard hats. And for some ancient pure-blood families, the problem of the union of two same-sex wizards is very important." Lesser than marrying a Muggle."
"Mum's going to be crazy," muttered Ron.
He looked dizzy, whether he had been stimulated by too much new news or had downed too much butterbeer, which he poured into the half-bottle left by a bunch of rally members on the table. He poured it into his own cup, and then gurgled to death, leaving white foam on the inner edge of the dirty cup.
"But that's not the point," Fred patted his hair annoyedly, "We can't hide everything from her, from the Order of the Phoenix to this association tentatively named 'DA Army'—"
"But she's a Slytherin, and she's a member of the investigation team!" Harry raised his voice.
In any case, just as Slytherin always thinks that Gryffindor is a group of impulsive, reckless, and mindless idiots, Harry's impression of the Snake House has been fixed on viciousness, indifference, and untrustworthiness, even if Kassand The result of Ra's fight with him is that he gets a godfather.
"Zacharias just proved to you that Hufflepuff is not all good people," George said disapprovingly, "Sometimes I think the house classification is too hasty. Hats to judge us and decide the way forward, without considering future developments—”
"I have to say, this is the most profound thing you've said since I've known you." Hermione sighed, "But at least the college represents her natural position. Maybe you trust her, but you really want to put everything away so easily Secrets—including the DA Army and the Order of the Phoenix, tell Cassandra?"
Fred and George wanted to contradict her, but Hermione's next words pulled their thinking into a deeper direction—
"Does she trust you? Harry once suspected that Malfoy was branded a Death Eater. Ron joked that he was marked with Cassandra. One always wears a long-sleeved shirt, and the other never takes it off." Gloves... has she told you any of her secrets, about her family's position in the last war, about her dreams for the future, about why she joined the investigative operation at all?"
The twins fell silent.
They'd love to find a little fact that Hermione isn't telling the truth, but sadly discover that Cassandra really is like a fog...they don't know anything about her.
The author has something to say:
Wizarding world gay no blood matters is Rowling's patch: "Being gay in the wizarding world disless of an issue (to those who care about such things) than blood status."
The Sorting Hat can also be wrong: "To judge someone at the age of 11, to judge them, to set their future course so young, seems to meto beavery harsh things to do. And it doesn't take into account the fact that wedo change and evolve."
"But maybe, with these people being sorted into Slytherin, someone with the capacity to change themselves also has the capacity to change Slytherin."
感谢在2021-12-1620:59:23~2021-12-1719:49:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: islukly1;
Thanks to the little angels who cast the landmines: 2 Leilei Xiangxiang; Lanius, Sonorous Meng Yishang, and the soul of Shuangpi Nai are red beans, norwaydragon, Guoguo, and Manman;
Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 49 bottles of islukly; 7 bottles of Kuran bulldog; 3 bottles of Zhaomian; King Arthur on the roof, idle knocking chess pieces and falling lights, 1 bottle of red beans as the soul of Shuangpi Nai;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
Cassandra has nothing new about this small wizarding village she has visited for three or four years, and she still appears here entirely because of the need to replenish stationery reserves, and Betty's claim that "he wants to drink something other than pumpkin juice." normal drink".
"I already regret agreeing to come with you," said Cassandra, who was sitting in the soft booth of Madame Puddiffe's teahouse, surrounded by chattering junior girls and their female companions, stirring the coffee on top with a small gold teaspoon. of cream, "especially now that I've grown to hate pink."
"How many people's love has been ruined by Umbridge." Betty pushed aside the frozen lemon tea. It's too bad when you think of a Ministry of Magic official who is neither young, good-looking, nor lovable.
In the teahouse, Mrs. Puddife's eternal love "Looking" is also playing. The proprietress is humming the familiar melody softly while knitting balls of wool with sticks.
"She also ruined my free time," Cassandra was very dissatisfied, she pursed her lips and said, "The old witch thinks Theodore and Pansy are not enough to attract hatred, I hope I can provide her with Extra help - as if the Deputy Minister for Magic could get me out of the NEWTs."
Betty's eyes were wide open, as if she was suffocated, "But she just announced the suspension of Professor Flitwick's choir last week, and banned everyone from reading "The Quibbler" last week! What else does she want to do!"
Cassandra lowered her eyelashes, "She also wants to ban all 'illegal organizations', any gathering of more than three people must get her approval."
Before Betty had time to respond to this damn command, the other people around who were whispering suddenly became louder, and cast their gazes out of the window at the same time.The two of them also looked together, and many faces they were familiar with were excitedly walking towards the end of Hogsmeade village. There were at least a dozen Gryffindors, and a few Hufflepuffs and Hufflepuffs. Ravenclaw.
And there is only one shop at the end of Hogsmeade village, the pig's head pub where dark wizards like to do some speculation.
"The trio of saviors, the two Weasleys, that idiot from the Longbottoms, the mad girl Lovegood... and Digory and his girlfriend," Betty said with a slight frown. I know more than three of them, and Umbridge would go crazy seeing this."
Cassandra's expression was as indifferent as ice and snow.
Gryffindor meetings... Fred and George didn't tell her... maybe she didn't need to know either.They should have given her an explanation, of course she wouldn't be part of the Savior's clique, but she shouldn't have been kept in the dark... Maybe they were already breathing the foul air of the Hog's Head by now.
……
Inside the Pig's Head Bar, Fred looked around with great interest.
It's not the first time he's here, but every time he's attracted by wizards in all kinds of costumes—the bandaged weirdo at the bar has only a little slit on his lips, and he uses this to pour the smoking flame whiskey Down the throat; the two men by the window insisted on dressing themselves as the half-brothers of the dementors, but the thick accent gave them away; the witch by the fireplace was wrapped in a black veil and wore a fancy mask ...
Just now, Hermione has shown the posture and style of the deputy prefect, hoping that they can unite and study the various spells taught by Professor Sirius together, (Ron added that the most important thing is to oppose leprosy Investigative Operations Squad, they should have a Counter-Investigative Operations Squad), and thwarting Ministry of Magic plots against Hogwarts.
"We think that the reason why Umbridge didn't let us practice spells in class and gathered after class was because she had some... some ridiculous ideas in her head," said Hermione. "She thought Dumbledore Professor Lidow would use the students of the school as a secret army to drive us to be driven by the Headmaster."
Harry thought that if they decided to hold an assembly, they could ask Sirius to help apply for empty classrooms, but Hermione and Qiu felt that Umbridge had already regarded Sirius as a thorn in his side, and there was no need and should not give him more excuses.
(Harry protests: But he's with me!)
"Well, let's find a way to find a no-man's land," Hermione said. "When we confirm the time and place of the future gathering, we will use this fake Gallon that will become hot to inform everyone."
Finally, after some discussions and disputes, the students who came to the rally signed their names on a piece of parchment, as if confirming a pledge of the Rebel Alliance.
It is so difficult to unify opinions when there are many people-they spent an hour in the Pig's Head Bar before they could barely form a unified group.
The others got up and said goodbye in twos and threes, and in the end it was only Harry, Hermione, Ron and the twins left in the bar.
"I think it's going well, except that Hufflepuff named Zacharias has been finding fault and raising arguments..." Hermione said, "But we can't stop interested people from coming, such as Ginny's boyfriend bringing The big group of people..."
George was bringing two glasses of sherry, and when he heard that he put the glass heavily on the table, the wine splashed on the table, he and Ron asked in unison, "Ginny's what! Her boyfriend— —She actually has a boyfriend—”
Fred asked angrily, "Is that the kid named Michael Corner? He's been messing around with her just now!"
"They've been dating since last year's Yule Ball," said Hermione calmly, "but that's beside the point, Ron. It would be shameless of you to stop your sister from doing it because you have no romance yourself. And I have to admit, this is her second boyfriend."
"I don't like that dark-skinned kid!" Ron panted heavily, blushing and thick-necked, "and what do you mean! Who doesn't have a relationship to talk about? Lavender has always had a good impression of me , but I didn't respond to her..."
Fred rolled his eyes at Ron: "You've got the point wrong, little Ronnie. Ginny has had two boyfriends since she was only in fourth grade. I think we're the more innocent part of the family."
"What does that mean?" Harry asked quickly.
He suddenly remembered the night Hagrid took him to the Forbidden Forest on the eve of the first round of the Triwizard Tournament, the scene he saw in the duel hall—he had almost forgotten about it, and it turned out that Is it really not a dream?
A hint of hesitation appeared on George's face: "Since Ginny can bring Michael Conner to join our outlaw gang—well, don't stare at me, Hermione, it's just a joke—I think we should also consider asking Ka Sandra, given how long we've been together."
"Cassandra?" Ron was stunned and asked without thinking, "Is it the Cassandra we know?"
"Yeah, that Cassandra Wolflin in Slytherin with her chin up like a queen and blonde hair," Fred said in a low voice.
But the two of them were disappointed to find that Hermione and Harry seemed to have expected this incident long ago, and even showed an expression of "I knew it" on their faces. Only Ron was shocked by the news one after another, his eyes lost his eyes——
"You all know?" Ron choked on his butterbeer, coughed and angrily looked back and forth between Harry and Hermione: "I'm the only one who doesn't know anything! When did you start—she Which of your girlfriends—"
Hermione avoided meeting Ron's eyes in embarrassment.
She did know about it long ago, but for some reason, she didn't tell her two friends.Who told them that they are boys with rough nerves?
"Both of us," Fred dropped a giant bomb lightly, this time he finally got his wish and saw the shocked expressions on Harry and Hermione's faces, "Oh, I forgot that you were raised by Muggle families grown up."
George had to come forward to explain: "Honestly, this is nothing in the wizarding world. You must know that some people even marry their own wizard hats. And for some ancient pure-blood families, the problem of the union of two same-sex wizards is very important." Lesser than marrying a Muggle."
"Mum's going to be crazy," muttered Ron.
He looked dizzy, whether he had been stimulated by too much new news or had downed too much butterbeer, which he poured into the half-bottle left by a bunch of rally members on the table. He poured it into his own cup, and then gurgled to death, leaving white foam on the inner edge of the dirty cup.
"But that's not the point," Fred patted his hair annoyedly, "We can't hide everything from her, from the Order of the Phoenix to this association tentatively named 'DA Army'—"
"But she's a Slytherin, and she's a member of the investigation team!" Harry raised his voice.
In any case, just as Slytherin always thinks that Gryffindor is a group of impulsive, reckless, and mindless idiots, Harry's impression of the Snake House has been fixed on viciousness, indifference, and untrustworthiness, even if Kassand The result of Ra's fight with him is that he gets a godfather.
"Zacharias just proved to you that Hufflepuff is not all good people," George said disapprovingly, "Sometimes I think the house classification is too hasty. Hats to judge us and decide the way forward, without considering future developments—”
"I have to say, this is the most profound thing you've said since I've known you." Hermione sighed, "But at least the college represents her natural position. Maybe you trust her, but you really want to put everything away so easily Secrets—including the DA Army and the Order of the Phoenix, tell Cassandra?"
Fred and George wanted to contradict her, but Hermione's next words pulled their thinking into a deeper direction—
"Does she trust you? Harry once suspected that Malfoy was branded a Death Eater. Ron joked that he was marked with Cassandra. One always wears a long-sleeved shirt, and the other never takes it off." Gloves... has she told you any of her secrets, about her family's position in the last war, about her dreams for the future, about why she joined the investigative operation at all?"
The twins fell silent.
They'd love to find a little fact that Hermione isn't telling the truth, but sadly discover that Cassandra really is like a fog...they don't know anything about her.
The author has something to say:
Wizarding world gay no blood matters is Rowling's patch: "Being gay in the wizarding world disless of an issue (to those who care about such things) than blood status."
The Sorting Hat can also be wrong: "To judge someone at the age of 11, to judge them, to set their future course so young, seems to meto beavery harsh things to do. And it doesn't take into account the fact that wedo change and evolve."
"But maybe, with these people being sorted into Slytherin, someone with the capacity to change themselves also has the capacity to change Slytherin."
感谢在2021-12-1620:59:23~2021-12-1719:49:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: islukly1;
Thanks to the little angels who cast the landmines: 2 Leilei Xiangxiang; Lanius, Sonorous Meng Yishang, and the soul of Shuangpi Nai are red beans, norwaydragon, Guoguo, and Manman;
Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 49 bottles of islukly; 7 bottles of Kuran bulldog; 3 bottles of Zhaomian; King Arthur on the roof, idle knocking chess pieces and falling lights, 1 bottle of red beans as the soul of Shuangpi Nai;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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