[HP]Helen Pan

"Helen! You said that I will also participate in the Quidditch selection, Harry, will he choose me?" Senasa, the second grader, asked me this way, and looked back with bright eyes from time to time, who was talking to Ron not far away. Harry talking about something.

"I don't know." I replied with some embarrassment.Harry became the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team this year. The team urgently needs new members to join due to the graduation of some key players, but all of this is still based on strength.Recently, when many junior students came back to ask me about the team, I thought that in their eyes, I might even look better than Neville, and I don’t know whether I am relieved or embarrassed by this conclusion, "This weekend There is a tryout, you can try it out." I replied to Senasa like this, but she turned around and ran away with a soft sigh.

"What are you talking about?" Harry asked.

He and Ron were already behind me at this time, and I scratched my hair and shrugged, "Well, she's asking me about the team, but you all know I'm not familiar with the team." Alexander, I can't even hold a broom steady.

Harry frowned when he heard this, but Ron put his hands in his trouser pockets easily, smiled and said to the girls in the lower grades not far away, "It's okay, you can all come to the selection when the time comes. Haha altruistic..."

Before Ron could finish speaking, he was bumped by Hermione who hurried over with a book, and had to swallow the rest of the words.

The next class was Potions class. Relying on the Half-Blood Prince textbook, Harry was basically invincible in Potions class, and the potions he made were almost perfect.I don't think my grades in Potions are too bad, but Professor Slughorn doesn't think I'm good, or he doesn't think of me at all.He would sometimes cast his eyes on me during class, but the faint glance was cold and not nearly as enthusiastic as he was for Harry.

"What kind of magic do you think Dumbledore will teach Harry?" Ron casually flipped through the book in the study room, and finally put aside those boring things and asked Hermione.

What Ron asked was exactly what I was interested in. From the day Harry received the invitation, I began to imagine what kind of magic he would learn from the greatest white wizard. Harry was also very excited about this. After uploading a note, he thought it must be an ancient and powerful magic, perhaps even more powerful than calling the gods to protect him.When it comes to calling out to protect the gods, I'm a little depressed.Because whenever I use the Patronus spell it always brings out Alexander, and then Michael will laugh at me and say, I'm more of a fan than everyone else because my Patronus is a living unicorn!

Hermione was obviously not interested in this topic, she raised her head and glanced at me and Ron who were about to move, and then said slowly, "Instead of wasting time thinking about this, it's better to hurry up and finish this Transfiguration class report." .Unless you don’t want to turn in your homework next Monday.”

Ron and I looked at each other and stuck out our tongues in a strange way.I always feel that Hermione is getting more and more severe first, as if she is anxious about something.That's right, now that the Death Eaters are openly provoking everyone, everyone is in danger for a while.This morning Barbara the owl brought me a letter from my grandfather saying he had quit his job and packed his bags to move into my parents' apartment with Lulu the house-elf.

I thought it was a thoughtful move because it meant he was reassuring me that my parents would be safe, but it also somehow put Michael's parents in a less secure position.I think I have to find some time to discuss this matter with him, maybe we can find some enchantment or magic circle in the library.

It was Saturday in a blink of an eye, and the Gryffindor Quidditch team trials that Senasa and the lower grade students had been looking forward to for a long time were scheduled for today.

"Are you going to take a look today?" Harry asked as he put a fried egg into his plate. He was dressed very neatly and handsomely uncharacteristically today, but his expression was a little uneasy and apprehensive.

Ron looked sleepy, he was more nervous than Harry, "Fred and George dropped out of school, and a large number of main players graduated, our team urgently needs fresh blood to join." He bit the gun in his hand hard Sandwich, and then said vaguely, "I will also participate today, competing for the goalkeeper position."

Hermione obviously cared more about Hagrid, who didn't show up for breakfast, than about the Quidditch trials.None of us chose to pursue his course this semester, and perhaps it hurt the half-giant's tender heart that he even pretended not to see us when he saw us on the playground.But these are not what I am most concerned about. The safety of Michael's parents is my top priority now.Since I told him the news last time, his complexion began to look strange, and even when I contacted him with a double-sided mirror, he ignored it.I think I need to have a good chat with him about this issue today.

But to my disappointment and worry, Michael didn't come to the library today, which is so abnormal!I looked at the table by the window, which looked pathetic, all alone, empty.

What exactly happened, I lowered my head and flipped through the book in my hand but my heart was in a state of panic.I kept thinking about Michael's frowning and pensive look when he heard the news that day, and I couldn't sit still. I slammed the book shut, determined not to bother about silent spells, I had to find Michael first.

Just when I was determined to leave, out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly found a person sitting opposite me.I lifted my head and smiled in surprise, only to realize that it wasn't Michael sitting across from me, but Draco.He sat there with his head propped up, the book spread out in front of him but not opened.Not far away was a tall Slater boy walking out, apparently with Draco.

Draco was supposed to be in a daze, but he was startled by the sound of my closing the book, so that he now focused his attention on me.This made me feel very embarrassed, and I moved my fingers unconsciously, feeling that it would be very impolite for me to stand up and leave now.

"Hi." I nodded to him.On weekends, Mrs. Pince will always be more tolerant to those of us students who spend time in the library. If you just talk in a low voice, there should be no problem.

Draco raised his brows, his expression was indescribably lazy and tired.Suddenly I felt that this guy was really different from before, and even I began to wonder if this was a person.Draco's eyes lacked the exaggerated arrogance of a nobleman before, and some gloom settled down. Coupled with his already sickly pale complexion, this made him even more gloomy and depressed.

Perhaps the pressure from his father's arrest was too great, and his upbringing environment, which was completely different from mine, forced him to continue the glory of the nobility.So, as the sole heir, he has no choice but to carry all these pressures on his back, but he doesn't know that these pressures that don't belong to him are crushing his fragile nerves.

"Well, Gryffindor's Quidditch team is recruiting new players today, how about you? Doesn't the Slater team have any needs for this?" I wanted to say something, but after much deliberation, I decided to start with Quidditch. Draco was Slytherin's Seeker, and he should be interested in this topic.

"Huh?" Draco uttered such a monosyllable from his throat, which sounded a little hoarse.He looked surprised, his eyebrows were raised, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised as if he was smiling, "Why do you ask that? Haven't you always been uninterested in those childish things?"

"I'm just curious." I smiled flatteringly and shrugged my shoulders, "I just think you seem to be very... well, very leisurely recently. The new season is about to start, doesn't your team organize training?" I He pursed his lips and made a strange voice, "I remember, you used to be very busy training!" I remember when we were dating before, we always had to accommodate Draco's time, and he spent most of his time on the training ground , back then it seemed like he really wanted to be a great Seeker.In fact, he is really good, but there is another Harry in front of him.

"I'm not the captain." Draco curled his lips. "Quidditch is just something for kids to pass the time. Can you expect that to attract me for the rest of my life?" He said, pretending to be relaxed laughed.I don't know why, but I always feel that what he said is a little insincere.

"Don't say that..." I smiled and waved my hands, "I've been to your competition, you fly very well! Compared with my poor ability to control the broom, I really admire you." I sincerely I am amazed, I remember his appearance on the broom, the posture is very handsome, and with Slytherin's dark green joyride, he looks very majestic.

"Heh..." Draco suddenly laughed as if thinking of something, but the voice was cold, "Yes, you came to see it twice." He paused, and folded his hands on the table , "It's just that we lost to Gryffindor both times."

"..."

Draco's words made me speechless, I opened my mouth and smiled embarrassingly, but I didn't know how to continue the topic.I tried my best to see Draco as a normal friend, just like Harry Ron, but now I slowly realized that I was only pretending to be cool on the surface, but in my heart I still couldn't get rid of our former friendship. It's such an intimate relationship that now nothing I say to Draco feels awkward.

Feeling that I had nothing to say, I could only lower my head and put the books in front of me together, and then nervously changed the order in which the books were stacked.At this moment, I noticed that Draco was always pressing his right hand on his left wrist, intentionally or not.

"Draco!" I put my hand on his right hand, and found his fingers were surprisingly cold, "everything will be alright... at least I believe so." I stared into his eyes, using my most determined Said in a calm tone, "Trust me, everything will pass." After I finished speaking, I felt my cheeks were a little hot, so I stood up with the book in my hand and planned to leave.

"You, are you leaving?" Draco grabbed my hand suddenly, and he looked up at me, his gray-blue eyes flickering for a moment.

I realized that he was trying to keep me, my body moved, and when he was hesitating, he had already let go of my hand, then lowered his head and said coldly, "Then you go..."

When I came out of the library, I suddenly realized what a bad guy I was. I completely forgot about Michael just now!

He didn't show up all morning.

At lunch, I still couldn't find Michael across the long table.After finding the Ravenclaw students, they found out that Michael passed out in the dormitory this morning!After learning the news, I immediately ran towards the medical wing.

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