snake catcher

Mel completely forgot that Hogwarts had creatures like professors besides students, and she looked at the name on the map in horror—Professor Severus Snape.

"Mel, what do you think of barking like a puppy at school hall meals?" the twins asked Mel with a smirk.

Mel was furious, she didn't want to be looked down upon!

Snape is Snape, no one is afraid of anyone!

Besides, it's impossible for Snape to agree to Mel's invitation, right?Thinking of this, Mel was overjoyed, and the bet only said who she would invite, but didn't say that the invited person would not agree, what would happen!

So, that night, under the encouraging eyes of the twins, Mel straightened her clothes and knocked on the door of Snape's office in the basement as if she were dead!

The twins hid in the corner expectantly and waited!

Not long after, an explosive voice sounded, "Miss Dalton, who do you think you are? Do you want a week of confinement! Get out!"

Mel was thrown out of the office with the sound of the door slamming shut.

Mel didn't say a word, got up from the ground, hung his head, put his shoulders on his shoulders, moved to the twins in small steps, and said in a weak voice: "He refused!"

The twins looked at each other, and they didn't know how to comfort Mel: "Professor Snape, it's too much, Mel, don't worry."

Mel lowered his head and said nothing.

Fred added hastily: "Yes! Look at his greasy hair. No one will love him when he gets old."

Mel remained silent.

George couldn't help it: "Mel, say something!"

"What?" Mel's voice was like a mosquito.

"Anything!" the twins told Mel in surprise.

"That's a bet!" Mel lowered his head, and the shadow on his face flickered with the dim light in the corridor.

"None of us expected this! It's a tie!" the twins comforted Mel.

"Really!" Mel asked softly.

"Correct!"

"Haha! That's good!" Mel raised his head, with a smile like the sun on his face, how could the twins worry about being sad and sad!

They were fooled, the twins had a flash of inspiration, they rushed to Mel together, each pinched Mel's tender cheeks, and pulled to both sides, poor Mel's face was completely deformed!

"Hmm! Forgive——" Mel tried hard to protect her cheeks, preventing them from being deformed by the twins.

But after all, she is a girl who is not as physically strong as a boy, so she was pinched by the twins with both hands.

"Bill, don't you think they're going too far!" Mel, who had ice on his face to reduce the swelling and was struggling to speak, spoke to Bill with a magic headset.

"Hehe! A bit!" Bill's laughter came from the headset. The voice came from the chest happily, so it felt very mellow.

"Not a little!" Mel was dissatisfied with Bill's answer: "It's very, very, very! Didn't I just take advantage of their sympathy—"

Mel persistently wanted to get approval from Bill, and chattered about her dissatisfaction with him.

Bill listened carefully, sometimes answering a few words, sometimes with reservations, and sometimes to reassure her.

As usual, the two talked until late.

"By the way! Mel, do you think of who to invite to the Christmas ball?" Bill asked Mel casually.

Mel shook his head, and suddenly remembered that Bill couldn't see, so he hurriedly said: "Not yet! After thinking about it for a long time, there is no boy I want to invite in Hogwarts! Oh, it's so annoying! If you are still in Hogwarts If I go to school, I won't worry so much!"

After speaking, Mel played with the lace on the pajamas, and found that there was no answer for a long time.

Just as I was about to ask, I suddenly realized what did I just say?

Mel's face turned red!

"Ugh! I'm going to bed! Good night!"

Before Bill could answer, Mel quickly turned off the headset and put it in the case.

The person also immediately got into the bed and curled up into a shrimp.

"Oh, Mabel Dalton, why are you talking so thoughtlessly!" Mel, who had been suffocated in the quilt for a long time, covered her burning face with her hands in annoyance.I don't know if it's because of pain or embarrassment.

"Well——" Mel lifted the quilt violently and looked at the bed curtain, "Why am I nervous! That sentence should be quite normal! Isn't it because I don't know who to invite to express my feelings, right? Hmm ,that is!"

Mel was quite satisfied with his answer, he smiled and closed his eyes, and went to sleep!

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"Ah! I'm so annoying! Can't sleep!" Mel sat up from the bed angrily, looking at the dark space.

"Bill won't misunderstand, right?" Mel covered his feverish face again, "That! My brother won't care if he hears my sister say that! But you are not his own sister!"

"But, he didn't say anything! Maybe he didn't care!" Mel said to himself, and after analyzing wildly for a long time, he felt that the reason was quite sufficient. He nodded in satisfaction, covered the quilt, closed his eyes, sleep!

In the middle of the night, when the alarm clock says 1am to proceed!

"Ah—" An inhuman cry came from the Hufflepuff dormitory.

Then the sound of opening the door, the sound of inquiry, and the sound of panic came from the corridor in disorder.

The instigator of the riot, Maybelle Dalton, sat on the bed in pain, muttering to himself: "He didn't speak at the time, did you hear it? He didn't speak because he was embarrassed? And, Mel, you fool! Just It's so rude to cut off the call in such a hurry! Ah! I don't want to live!"

Mel buried his face in the quilt in pain, trying to smother himself to death.

So the next day, the twins saw a tall, thin girl with panda eyes and small round black glasses in the auditorium.

"Mel, what's wrong with you?" The twins were taken aback, and they squeezed onto the Hufflepuff dining table without eating, looking at Mel worriedly.

"Is it because of the golden egg?" A voice outside the twins also interrupted, and Mel raised his dull eyes to see that it was Cedric.

She shook her head, mechanically stuffed the bacon into her mouth.

"I heard that Fu Rong has already solved the puzzle of the golden egg!" Qiu Zhang also came over and looked at Mel comfortingly: "So, the puzzle must not be difficult, Mel, don't worry!"

"Yes! You will succeed." Another Hufflepuff girl came to comfort Mel.

Looking at these people who cared about her, Mel was both moved and sad.He even burst out crying.

Actually, that's not what she was worried about!

"Don't cry, Mel!"

"It's okay, it's okay, since the Goblet of Fire chose you as a warrior, you are the best, and you will definitely solve the second level."

Everyone panicked, and hurriedly comforted Mel. Even the twins who always thought that Mel might be unhappy because of what happened yesterday, also believed that Mel was too stressed because of the competition.

As a result, the more everyone persuaded, the sadder Mel became, and the more he cried.

Afterwards, everyone didn't have a good meal, and when it was time for class, they surrounded Mel to the Potions classroom.

"Mabel Dalton, if you choose, you have to be brave enough to accept the challenge! I don't want a coward to take my class!" Snape was still very mean, but he was much better than before, and for the first time he didn't buckle point.

Could it be?Mel thought sadly, did everyone know that she cried at breakfast?

Snape was sympathizing with her?

Huh—Mel wanted to cry even more, so she didn't dare to let others know why she was crying.

Mel's low pressure lasted for several days. During this period, Harry's trio visited her, and Hermione comforted him with the example that Harry hadn't solved the secret of the golden egg.

Poor, Harry Potter stood by blushing as an illustration.

Mel felt sorry for him.

Decora Malfoy also came to see her, of course, by blocking Mel in the hallway and showing her the badge that said "Long live Maybelle!" which turned into "Potter stinks!"!

Mel's head was full of black lines, and he smiled with the corners of his mouth. I really don't know how to smile back for Malfoy's actions?Or ignore?

Finally, she met the "unprecedented and unprecedented" defense against the dark arts professor Moody who was "hateful like hatred".

"Son! Come with me!" Moody tugged on Mel's clothes, asking for Mel's opinion at all.Mel was dragged into an empty classroom by him.

As soon as the classroom door was closed, Professor Moody stared at Mel fiercely, and slowly approached!The fake eye swished in the eye.

Mel took two steps backwards involuntarily, and didn't stop until he was blocked by the table!

"Son! You are excellent, do you know that?" Moody's mutilated nose was about to come over, and Mel's face turned green. "professor?"

"I have devoted my life to putting those scum who use black magic in prison, and now I have to sit at a table with those who escaped punishment." Moody said viciously: "It's just so embarrassing isn't it?"

Moody's face moved a little closer, and Mel nodded quickly, God!It's not that she judges people by appearance, no one can appreciate such a face calmly at a distance of 20 centimeters!

"...So, you need to use water, do you understand?"

"Understood!" Mel nodded indiscriminately, begging the impostor to leave quickly.

"Do not tell anyone!"

"Hmm!" Mel nodded like a kowtow.

Finally, Moody left satisfied.

The remaining Mel let out a long sigh of relief and patted his chest.

She forgot to set Professor Moody as a warning figure, which was a big mistake, but fortunately it was not too late.

Mel quickly opened his schoolbag and took out the Marauder's Map to find Moody and turn him into a red alert color.

After turning that page, Mel was puzzled. Without Moody's name, did he disappear out of thin air?

She glanced at her location on the map for a week, and found a strange name walking away, Barty Crouch!

The name is familiar!Mel looked at the name and thought about it, and then she suddenly realized, and remembered something. This person is the son of Mr. Crouch she met in the World Cup. It seems that he was loyal to Voldemort, was hidden by his father, and now Voldemort found him Helped Voldemort trick Harry to the graveyard.

Well, Mr. Crouch looks like a nice guy!How did you raise such a son?Mel shook her head regretfully, she really liked this Mr. Crouch.

By the way, the fake Moody just told her that the golden egg should listen in the water!In fact, he wanted her to tell Harry.

"Even if you don't tell me, I will tell Harry!" Mel looked at the little black dot representing Barty Crouch Jr. and marked him red!

The author has something to say: Everyone guessed it!It's the professor!

Hey, the detailed process of being rejected by the professor is really embarrassing. For the sake of Mel's face, I really can't bear to write it down!