[HP]Helen Pan

Chapter82

Hermione was very excited when she came back that day, she found a locked box and carefully put away a piece of parchment.I think that is probably the secret of their organization. Although I am a little curious, it is not convenient to inquire about it.And Ginny threw herself on her bed excitedly, and began to repeat to me, who was not there, what Harry said in the morning. She danced and danced, and almost imitated his expression and movements at that time.

Looking at Ginny like this, I couldn't help but smile. Such a secret love seems to be blatant, right?From the looks of it, Ginny should be very happy.

However, although the underground love is a bit sneaky, it is not exciting.

On this day, I just finished my tryst with Draco in Leicester's office. When I walked back to the Gryffindor common room, I felt like I was stepping on cotton, and my whole body was soaked in happiness and joy.Draco gave me a box of chocolate truffles. Although it was a little sweet, I still ate a lot. I think that love can paralyze people's nerves and also numb people's sense of taste. He is really an amazing thing.

When I reached the corner where the stairs meet, I saw Harry clutching his left hand and angrily descending the stairs on the left.If I remember correctly, he seems to have been invited to her office by her for bumping into Umbridge in class.

"Harry?" I quickly caught up with Harry and walked beside him.

Harry turned his head quickly, and his green eyes were filled with obvious impatience, but when he saw me clearly, he quickly suppressed those negative emotions, and squeezed out a smile on his somewhat pale face. He quickly hid his hands behind his back, "Helen, I didn't expect to meet you."

"What happened to your hand?" I asked.

"No, it's nothing." He tried to hide it, but I pulled his hand away anyway.

There was a fresh gash on his left hand that looked like it had been carved with a knife, and it was obvious at a glance that Umbridge had forced Harry to write it.

"You should go to the medical wing!" I took a deep breath, then pulled his hand and ran to the other direction.

I know that as students, we can't openly challenge the Ministry of Magic or Umbridge, who represent the government. We must know that when a disaster occurs, the first thing the government does is to fool the people.Although the public has the right to know, the current catastrophe will definitely make some people lose their minds, which may lead to early riots or turmoil in the current situation.

On balance, since disasters cannot be avoided, why doesn't the government choose to whitewash the peace to minimize losses?

But looking at it this way, those fooled people are indeed pitiful as Hermione said.They have the right to know, but no one will defend his rights at critical times.

Hermione has always been a very smart girl, since she lives in the same dormitory with me, my every move naturally cannot hide from her eyes.Just when I came out of the toilet after talking with Draco through the double-sided mirror, she gave me a mysterious look and said that I looked silly with a smile.

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Come to be stupid, and then ask me if I am in love.

I was stunned for a moment, I didn't know if I put the fact that I was in love on my face, but I still chose to nod and admit to Hermione's question.

By the way, Michael was right.Ever since the weekend when Harry and the others returned from Hogsmeade, Umbridge's face had become ugly, and he often sneered like a nobleman with a condescending and contemptuous view.Soon after that weekend was over, Mr. Filch had nailed a new Ministry of Magic decree to the wall - banning all student group activities.What makes me wonder is whether Umbridge or Fudge made these.

In response, all the classmates complained about Umbridge, so everyone tried to take advantage of the loopholes in Defense Against the Dark Arts class and create some troubles for her, at least not to go to class and read books as she said.Now even my good student Hermione is starting to join the ranks of bad kids.She started blatantly arranging notes from other subjects in class and teaching herself something.

At the time, I was busy working on the math problem Michael had given me yesterday, scratching and scribbling on the whispering parchment Draco had sent me.This is a new use I found, only the words written with a specific potion can be transferred to another, and the words written with ordinary ink will disappear automatically after about 2 minutes, which means that this parchment can be used as infinite repetition The draft paper used is used.

"I said, I remember you sent a love letter to George back then." Hermione suddenly leaned over and wrote this sentence on the parchment that I had messed up, "So is your current boyfriend his?" Woolen cloth?"

I was a little dazed, and after Hermione reminded me, I realized that I almost forgot about this embarrassing misunderstanding.

"No! Not him." I wrote smoothly.

"Who is that?" Hermione looked up, gave me a surprised look, and then quickly wrote down, "I remember last year at the Christmas ball, you said you wanted to ask him to confess your love and invite him to be your dance partner."

"Yes, I really thought so at the time." I froze for a moment before writing this sentence, "But..."

Before I finished my words, I heard someone in the back seat dragging the chair vigorously, making a loud noise, and I could tell that the person was not in a good mood.When I turned around, I found that the person standing up was Draco. I looked at him, but he gave him a hard look.

Draco's pale cheeks blushed slightly, he snorted coldly, then quickly packed up his books and turned to leave.

"Mr. Malfoy, where are you going?" Umbridge, who was originally sitting on the podium drinking tea, stood up excitedly. Her eyes were wide open, her stomach was almost touching the podium, and she looked like a cat. Pink toad.

"I'm not feeling well right now! I'm going to the hospital wing!" Draco walked straight forward without looking back, and after saying this to Umbridge, his figure disappeared into the classroom

Doorway.

The discipline in the classroom was so out of control for a moment, everyone was whispering about Draco's provocative behavior, Harry and Ron sitting in the front turned their heads and looked at us with puzzled eyes, asking if we know the inside story.

Hermione and I looked at each other, then shook our heads innocently and spread our hands.

Then Hermione picked up her quill or the unfinished notes she had just written, and I watched her nose slide quickly across the paper, and suddenly sensitively realized that there was something wrong.I picked up her ink bottle and looked at it, then I was silent for about 2 minutes, and my hands and feet started to get cold.

In my first Potions class this morning, Hermione spilled her ink bottle and I lent her my extra ink.And that bottle of ink is exactly the bottle of magic ink that goes with the Whispering Parchment.

Subconsciously, I glanced at the classroom door that was still open. I suddenly felt a chill on my back, and the hairs on my body seemed to stand on end one by one...

Draco, he looked very angry...

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The author has something to say: Everyone, I'm sorry!

I have a lot of things recently, so I can't update this pit these days, but I promise this situation will end on Sunday.

After Sunday, I will try my best to keep the daily update. It is my fault to make the adults who follow the article wait impatiently. I will draw myself...

By the way, I've thought about it over and over again for the past few days, thinking that there are already too many plots for Draco's hero.It’s probably too late to change the male lead now, so please take what I said in the last chapter as floating clouds...

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