[HP] Raven

Episode 21

Slytherin's Quidditch team schedule this year was particularly smooth, because they beat Gryffindor, and then played a score against Hufflepuff that made Badger House look down. After training, it finally ushered in a decisive battle with Ravenclaw.

Alex knew some of these things, and Regulus Black and his Quidditch teammates hadn't been in the common room or had a chance to go to the library for the two weeks before the final. He put all his heart and soul on his flying broom.They have been training for more than a month, and even heard that there are signs of skipping classes—there are always few people in History of Magic classes, but fortunately, Professor Binns did not call names, and it is said that there was no major disturbance.

Alex doesn't claim to be their colleague, but occasionally she has to help out under pressure, such as transporting a box of small green flags from the girls' dormitory to the table in the common room, reaching Lea Greengrass would assign her jobs, "in the name of the Academy," to do small, out-of-the-ordinary tasks, and Alex couldn't refuse.

Before the final, Louise Gower asked her in the dormitory. "Are you going to the game?"

Alex hesitated.In her eyes, there is no victory or defeat, and it is the same in any game, but it is easy to be discovered if she does not go to such an occasion that requires the support of all Slytherins, and she does not want to cause trouble at all.

She considered it and nodded. "Will do."

Louise Gore began to talk about the team's game and the performance of the players.

"You probably know better than the team manager." Alex sat on the bed and opened a guide to advanced potions.

"Isn't every Slytherin... okay, you're not like that, you don't seem to have a collective consciousness, Everly." Louise Goyle finished the banana cake that had just been packed from the kitchen in a few clicks .

Alex turned a page and smiled. "I thought you had already found out."

"Aren't you going to watch Black's game?" Goyle asked.

"Is there anything special about him?" Alex turned another page.

Gore seems to have discovered some shocking news. "I thought you..." She shrugged strangely.

"What could it be?" Alex looked up.

"Susanna told me that she saw you and him coming out of the Honeydukes candy house last time, and they were talking and laughing, do you know Hawk, the goalkeeper of the team, forget it, I guess you don't know either, anyway He told us Suzanne was telling the truth, and everyone knew."

Crabbe with that big mouth.Alex rolled her eyes inwardly, and emphasized to Louise Goyle. "He's Black, Goyle."

She still hadn't forgotten what Goyle had said about Lily in third grade.That stupid lineage theory.Let them always self-righteously inbreed, and then give birth to piles of trisomy 21.

"That is to say, Everly, but there is nothing wrong with you other than your blood, oh, and you have a bad temper, anyway, I can't stand you." Goyle said carelessly, opening a bag of hazelnut taffy.

Coincidentally, I can't stand you either.Alex smirked as if to accept the compliment, but said nothing.

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In any case, she chose to go to the Quidditch match. The game lineup and cheerleading lineup were very strong. Dalia Greengrass organized a dozen girls to stand at the front of the stands, holding silver and green The flag kept waving, and she herself prepared a long silver ribbon that could turn into the words "Slytherin" in the air.Alex felt sincerely that Greengrass probably spent a lot of money on this.

Alex arrived late, so she could only be squeezed in the fourth row, and there were some first and second graders sitting on both sides. She seemed a bit awkward, but that was the only way to go.As she sat down, she saw Regulus, his teammates whispering something, before he nodded and got on his broomstick.

The game starts with the blowing of the whistle.Slytherin scored a goal soon, and everyone cheered, but was soon tied by Ravenclaw.The score was tight, and Slytherin's teamwork has never been a strong point, but Ravenclaw obviously put a lot of thought into tactics this time, and has a stronger sense of teamwork.

The Golden Snitch was almost jumping around the stands, making the two Chasers spin around. The green figure was Regulus Black, and the blue figure was also flying—even if this sentence would annoy the whole of Stanley. Leitlin, Alex must say too - pretty good.

She remembered that Louise Goyle told herself that this year Ravenclaw has a very strong chaser. In Goyle's expression, this is called "almost equal to Black", and now it can A little clue.

The second half of Goyle's sentence was, "But Slytherin will always win", but looking at the current battle situation, Alex decided to take a wait-and-see attitude towards Goyle's words.They are indeed very good chasers, and the Golden Snitch seems to have sensed their speed. Everyone can only see it shaking a crooked double image in the air as it flies.

Both of them got very close to the Snitch, and Regulus reached out to fish twice, but the Snitch was bounced away at a weird angle.While the two of them were confronting each other, Ravenclaw's Chaser also extended his hand, his palm getting closer and closer to the Snitch.

There was only a loud "bang", a Slytherin batsman - Hawke?Maybe it was him, Alex didn't know, flying over, grabbing Ravenclaw's Chaser by the hand, and yanking him off the broomstick.Regulus took the opportunity to catch the Snitch.

This is foul.

Alex stood up from the stands with a swipe.Mrs. Hooch's whistle sounded almost simultaneously with the cheers of the audience.

The resonant voice of the flying professor echoed through the microphone layer upon layer in the overly empty stadium, like a besieged blizzard. "Foul! Slytherin penalty kick!"

Alex heard Goyle's voice from ahead. "How could they be afraid of penalties? They have already practiced countless times."

It turned out that this was all premeditated.Alex frowned.

Sure enough, Ravenclaw's penalty kick failed to help them win the game.

Slytherin won.

Alex's brow furrowed even tighter.However, Professor Slughorn jumped up from his chair with joy and almost flinched.This time, he directly lent the venue held by the Slug Club to everyone for the celebration banquet.As usual, the whole venue is decorated with silver and green decorations. The professor who enjoys life waves his magic wand and conjures up mountains of food on the extended buffet table, such as olive cheese with smoked salmon, asparagus and bacon rolls, and honey almond cake , butter cookies, fruit tarts and a chocolate fountain taller than a person.

Alex was squeezed in by the big team, and the most lively people inside were actually some students who had no chance or ability to join the slug club, and opened their eyes in the name of the celebration banquet.To her left were Greengrass and Parkinson, standing in the most visible places, covering their mouths and talking and laughing in low voices—they were both members of the Slug Club, and they used to keep reserved in such occasions, so as to be with other " The students who have never seen the world" distanced themselves, and on the right were a group of Slytherin juniors who Alex could not name, eager to try the huge chocolate fountain, and everyone took turns dipping the cookies in their hands. Nutella, followed by an exclamation of deliciousness.

Professor Slughorn was ecstatic. He even broke the rules and opened champagne to students above the fifth grade. With the crisp sound of the champagne being opened, the cheers and applause of the students seemed endless. The students who were close to the champagne were covered in hair, but no one complained, and everyone was very satisfied.

Alex clicked her tongue, feeling like she didn't fit in here.Slytherin won, but it was a malicious foul after deliberation. Although he did win with a penalty kick, in the final analysis, he still won by force, and it was not worth celebrating with such fanfare.

"Alex." A girl's voice came.She looked up and saw that it was Alice Burns, who had grown taller and was looking at her carefully with her large amber eyes.

"Alice." She nodded at the other party.

Alice Burns looked around quickly to make sure that no one was paying attention to them, and then said worriedly. "Actually I don't understand why foul wins..."

Alex understood what Alice meant and interrupted her just in time. "I don't understand either, but it's the truth."

Alice took a cookie covered in chocolate sauce, took a bite and put it on her plate.She looked a little distressed. "Although it is true that a penalty kick was taken... But it feels a little weird."

Alex heard a burst of cheers from Professor Slughorn's side, and they turned their heads in unison, and saw Professor Slughorn proudly put his hands on the shoulders of Regulus and another player, Patting their backs excitedly, Parkinson and Greengrass also surrounded them, echoing from time to time, looking like "Merlin bless Slytherin".

Feeling her head ache again, Alex bypassed the currently irritating subject and turned to Alice. "How are you recently?"

"Well... Lanica and I often play together, and no one bothers me anymore."

Alex nodded, she believed that Dumbledore was indeed protecting her, and helped her remove some troubles that were not fatal.The lights in the room illuminated the room like white porridge. She stood in the corner wearing her black wizard robe, almost like a shadow. She didn't hold any wine or snacks in her hand. Her face was flat, neither happy nor happy. Out of resentment.

"Evely." Regulus appeared in front of her holding two glasses of champagne.

"Blake." She greeted him calmly.

Regulus glanced at Alice, and before Alex could persuade her to stay, she found a reason and left quickly.

Alex glanced at the champagne in his hand, two glasses, and looked up at him. "Over fifth grade?"

Regulus raised his eyebrows as if he expected her to say that. "The Dean said an exception could be made for Quidditch players."

He deliberately added an accent to the word "exception".

As expected.Alex felt a sea wave pressing down hard in her heart.

"Thank you." She smiled shortly, took the champagne from Regulus' hand, and took a sip of champagne kindly. It wasn't as bitter as imagined, but she didn't like it.

"Is this your first drink?" Regulus asked. "Hogsmeade butterbeer doesn't count."

Alex nodded. "Yes."

"This is also my first time." He picked up his glass and took a sip solemnly.

"So," Alex heard her own calm voice, "how else are you going to celebrate tonight?"

"Hawk intends to go to the roof of Hogwarts to set off fireworks, and he will go when the place is over. The dean is very happy. We haven't won the house cup for three years."

Alex blinked his eyes slowly.

"What's the matter? Everly, are you feeling well?" Regulus looked at her with gray eyes that flickered.

"Thanks for the concern, but I don't think I'm sick."

"Then why aren't you happy? We're taking the House Cup."

"I've always been happy," Alex said with a perfect smirk, "at least more than I've shown. Blake, we won, right?"

"Yes, Everly." He nodded enthusiastically.

She smiled, just when several boys stopped Regulus, Alex nodded in understanding, turned around, the smile on the corner of her mouth disappeared in a second, and left the venue without looking back.

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Alex had been walking in the Forbidden Forest for a while when the Slytherin fireworks went off on the Hogwarts rooftops.She walked through a coniferous forest with black leaves, and a wild rose bush that she didn't like much before, and came around to the cave where the black dog brought her last time.

She heard the rustling sound coming from inside, and her eyes lit up in surprise. "is it you?"

After a while, a soft "Wow" came from inside, and the black dog slowly crawled out, squatting down in front of her and sat down.

Alex touched the black dog's forehead and let out a low laugh of affection. "I'm here to play with you." The black dog gently rubbed against her hand, and the rapid wagging of its tail betrayed its excitement at the moment, and they walked towards the woods together.

After walking around in the woods, Alex saw the black dog barking continuously into a small burrow, and she leaned over, the black dog was whining, and was holding the sleeve of her wizard robe Tried to pull her away, but it was too late, and the shadow appeared in front of her.

Alex missed a lot of class in fourth grade because of contagious diseases, but she made up for it, and she knew what it was.

A boggart.

She watched as the Boggart transformed into Sirius Black in front of her.

The black dog let go of her wizard robes and stopped barking.

"No, Alex." The "Sirris Black" said coldly with his back turned to her.

Alex wasn't flustered, she knew it was a Boggart.Because Sirius would never call her "Alex", ever.

She took out her wand and waved it lightly at the boggart. "Funny funny."

The phantom in front of her eyes immediately turned into a seal with a round belly, she smiled subconsciously, and then sighed softly.

"Let's go. It's too late." She turned her head, and found that the black dog was staring at her blankly, and suddenly came over. Alex didn't know why, and squatted on the ground with his arms around its neck. The black dog rested its chin on her shoulder, and Alex touched its warm neck and felt the black dog sniff her palm tentatively.

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"If I had known earlier, I should have chosen ancient runes like you. There is no way to learn this stuff." Lily frowned impatiently, and left the divination homework aside, which was approved with a big "A".

"At least you didn't choose NEWTs for divination." Alex looked at her, "Take it as a harmless episode, Lily, there's nothing more important than potions."

"That's right." The red-haired girl folded the parchment and put it in the notebook.

Just at this time, a paper crane flew in from the window with fluttering wings, and fell directly onto Alex's textbook.

Alex and Lily looked at each other.

"For you?" Lily pushed her lightly, "Open it and take a look?"

"It doesn't look like it's for me." Even so, Alex picked up the paper crane and spread it out.

She was stunned.

"Dear Alex,

Will you be my girlfriend?

Your pompous pompous lack of empathy Sirius Blake"

The author has something to say: finally wrote here... (.

It would be nice if everything stopped here (hope to the sky