[HP] Zizi Honey Candy

I think everyone must have a gossip detector installed on their bodies, or else on our way to the prefect's carriage, many people have jumped out of the way to ask Seid how he is.

"Sorry, we have to go to the prefect's compartment first." I felt that the smile on my face was about to lose its hold, and the number of times I took the initiative to talk to strangers today was almost beyond the limit of my tolerance.

I had never felt so crowded in the corridors on a train, nor had I imagined that one day it would be Ced hiding behind me to avoid strangers.

Terelia, you still have potential in this area.

I finally came to the prefect's compartment, opened the door, and there were a few more familiar faces inside.

"Hi, Tilly." Hermione—I should have thought of it earlier, she became the female prefect of Gryffindor, and the male prefect next to her—I raised my eyebrows, which I really didn't expect, It turned out to be a boy with red hair. I thought his hair would be black.

"Do, what?" Weasley's face was about to turn red the same color as his hair, and it seemed like I wasn't the only one who had thought this way before then.

"Nothing." I shrugged. "Just wanted to say the badge matches your hair color."

Maybe thinking I was mocking him, Weasley stopped looking at me, but turned his gaze to the scenery outside the window.

Then it was time for the Year [-] Student Council President to speak.

Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce to you, this year's new male student council president, Cedric Diggory.

I don't think anyone would object to him taking this seat?If so, please shut up.

Although Seid's voice is very gentle, he can arrange things in an orderly and convincing manner, and his words are simple and straightforward. He quickly arranged everyone's work.

"I hope we can cooperate happily in the next year."

After Seid finished speaking, the people below all applauded.

"You felt different when you spoke just now." After patrolling and returning to our respective compartments, I said, "Although the voice has not changed, how should I put it—it just feels different."

"If you are in your freshman year, maybe this year will be the two of us working together." Seid took me into his arms, "This is the last year, and by this time next year, you should find the carriage by yourself Sit down."

Seid will be graduating next year, which means we won't be able to stay together every day like before. Thinking of this, a faint sense of sadness wells up in my heart.

It's okay, you've survived the scariest thing, let alone a long-distance relationship?

But I still couldn't help but get a little tighter on Seid.

...

The thing that makes me most curious every year is who will be teaching the new Defense Against the Dark Arts class this year. No matter who it is, I have already given up any hope that he will be able to sit in this position for a full year.

But at least let me pass this year safely, I pray silently in my heart.

But Merlin seems to like to joke with me, he always likes to listen to me the wrong way.

I could almost see a new face sitting on the teacher's table. She had short, curly taupe hair with a big ugly pink bow tied with the one she wore over her robes. A fuzzy pink cardigan matched it well.

Her appearance reminded me of Toi, a Toi in pink clothes. Although the professor is not very good, the first impression she gave me was very uncomfortable, and I can't say the specific reason.

"That's Dolores Umbridge," Marietta whispered in my ear, "working under Fudge."

"You mean, she is from the Ministry of Magic?" I was a little surprised, but soon calmed down. There may be only one reason why the school would hire a person from the Ministry of Magic to be a professor-the Ministry of Magic is interfering with Hogwarts. Ci.

This is not the only unusual thing. This year's Sorting Hat seems to have added some parts that are not usually used when singing. It sounds like a warning, which makes many students whisper to each other.

But Professor McGonagall was waiting to announce the list of first-year students, and now he stared at those whispering classmates with very stern eyes.The buzzing discussions in the auditorium stopped abruptly.

After the sorting ceremony, I was already hungry and waited for the principal to have a big meal after he finished speaking.

Delicious food suddenly fell from the sky, and the five long tables were suddenly filled with large pieces of beef, pies, plates of vegetables, bread, jam and pots of pumpkin juice, and the rain burst out because of the overwhelming pressure.

"Cho, it's not good to look away while eating." I interrupted Cho, who was looking at the Gryffindor table.

"Come on, don't you often look over there." Qiu blushed a little, "Speaking of which, this year is Digory's last year at school. It's a pity that we won't be able to see the two of you who are inseparable next year." It looks like it."

"If only he could repeat the grades like Flint..." I sighed, but it's impossible. "You know Puddlemere United? That's the team Wood went to after graduation. Introduced to the people over there, they are very satisfied with Seid, if possible he will go directly to the reserve team after graduation."

"Merlin's stinky socks! Puddlemere United? Are you kidding me?" Roger leaned over. "Could you help me to see if there's any shortage over there? There's a good Chaser here too. "

"Roger? Are you still there?" I calmly filled my glass with pumpkin juice, "I thought you graduated this year."

"I'm only in the seventh grade this year!" Roger was about to jump up, "Isn't it true that you only have your hero in your eyes? I'm still your captain!"

"Okay, Captain, so please keep your mouth shut, okay?" I smiled and raised my glass. "Or would you like some pumpkin juice? They taste delicious."

Roger shrunk his neck in resentment. After being with Qiu for a long time, I feel that I have begun to assimilate with Qiu, but this does not guarantee his stinking habit of talking nonsense.

"You weren't like this before, Tilly. Where did that gentle and lovely Terelia go?" Roger complained, "I really miss you who used to blush when you just said a few words to others."

"Then you can continue to immerse yourself in the past." I raised my eyebrows, "I hope that while you are immersing in the past, you will not delay this year's exams and competitions, otherwise we can apply to pull you from the captain's position. "

"You are bullying the few with the more!"

Then Dumbledore stood up again.The talking stopped immediately.

Seriously, I wish the headmaster could talk sooner, I can't wait to see Seid sooner and say good night to him.

But when the headmaster was really about to say the time for this year's Quidditch selection, he saw that Professor Umbridge cleared his throat and stood up.

Headmaster Dumbledore only looked surprised for a moment, and then he sat down alertly, looking intently at Professor Umbridge, as if he couldn't wait to hear what she had to say.This is the first time I have seen someone interrupt Principal Dumbledore since I entered school, which made my impression of her drop a lot.

"Thank you, Headmaster," said Professor Umbridge with a smirk, "for such a warm welcome."

Her voice was high, high-pitched, and breathy, like a little girl's voice, and I felt the food I just ate churn up in my stomach, making me nauseous—never heard a voice like that .

I soon discovered that I was not the only one who thought so. When she was speaking, people were secretly exchanging glances. After a long time, they even started whispering and whispering. This situation has never occurred.

Although I was listening to her seriously at the beginning, I frowned slightly after hearing what Umbridge said was nothing more than nonsense, but I still understood the real meaning hidden behind it, and That said, as I thought, the Ministry of Magic was interfering at Hogwarts.

Finally, the principal said a few more words and let us go back to the dormitory. I immediately stood up and looked around. The crowd was rushing towards the door in a chaotic manner. I don’t know when Qiu and Marietta had disappeared.

I saw the fifth-grade prefects Patil and Goldstein leading the freshmen to the lounge, and it was not my turn to patrol this evening, so I simply stood at the door of the auditorium and waited.

Ceder appeared at the door very quickly, or rather he came out surrounded by a group of people, they were talking excitedly around him, Ceder also laughed and hooked up with them.

Maybe now is not a good time to talk to him. I haven't seen him for a holiday. His friends must be eager to have a good chat with him. Thinking of this, I turned my head and prepared to go back to the lounge alone.

But my hand was quickly pulled out, I turned around, Seid appeared behind me at some point, obviously we were separated by many people just now.

"See you later, Seid!" his friends greeted him, and Seid responded with a lift of his chin.

"Aren't you going to say goodnight to me?" He turned his head and grinned at me, "Why don't you just come over?"

"Well... Seeing that you guys are chatting so happily, I don't want to disturb you." I lowered my head slightly, and scratched my hair with my other free hand.

In this way, we have been together for two years, and Seid’s friends have all known me, but when they get together, I still feel a little embarrassed to go forward, and now I am more likely to be shy than I used to be. shy.

"It's okay, they don't dare to bully you." Seid followed my movements and picked up a strand of my hair to wrap around his fingers. "If it makes you unhappy, you can just deduct points for them."

"Are you referring to—abuse of power in front of the dean of students?"

"That's not an abuse of power." Seid hugged me and continued to play with my hair. "Maybe I can turn a blind eye."

"If others find out," I leaned into his arms and pinched the badge on his chest, "then the two of us may lose our jobs."

"That's really bad."

"Yeah, it would be too..."

"I mean, there's no excuse to sneak out and meet after curfew."