HP Dawn Night

In any case, an afternoon by the lake after final exams is always pleasant.

Blaise lay on the grass with his arms folded behind his head, his brown hair hanging down naturally, with a somewhat unruly look.It's not hard to notice that a few of the girls from the group of girls not far away by the lake are surreptitiously casting their eyes here-I'm sure the kind of date that doesn't have Brace (as far as I know) .

"So, you went home this summer? Or did you go on a trip?" Pansy sat leaning against a tree, pulling the grass on the ground.

"My mother just finished her trip in North Africa not long ago, and I think she would like to stay with me this summer." Blaise replied lazily.

"Well, did Madame Zabini go alone? Or—"

"No, obviously with my sixth stepfather. It's probably their fourth honeymoon," Blaise said flatly.

We changed the subject wisely.The affair with Mrs. Zabini has always been a backlash for Blaise. Although he has been able to adapt well to one stepfather after another, it doesn't mean that he doesn't mind others caring about his family affairs.

"Is that Theodore Knott?"

A thin figure in a Slytherin house uniform walked across the grass towards the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

"He likes to be alone, and basically doesn't participate in any small circles." Pan Xi looked at his back and said in an incomprehensible tone, "But I remember that he came from a pure-blood family? What a lonely person. "

"Mrs. Nott died very early, maybe it has something to do with this." Draco interjected.The sun had almost turned his blond hair bright white.

"He's got a talent for potions," I said casually. "You don't often have lonely but smart people in Slytherin, do you?"

"Your father can be counted, Vio." Pansy made a short voice suddenly, staring at the lawn with interest, "tell me that Astoria Greengrass is not chasing Knott."

"Unfortunately, that's what it looks like at the moment." I watched with great interest as little Greenglass trotted across the grass toward Theodore Nott, and when she was about to approach him, she stopped and took care of him. own hair and clothes.

"What's the situation?" Pansy narrowed her eyes like a cat that has spotted a mouse. "A good marriage?"

"Pansy, little Greengrass is only in second grade!"

"Second grade? In the Middle Ages, you could get married and have children at this age." Pansy retorted.

"In the Middle Ages there was a movement to persecute witches." I snorted.

Blaise interrupted, "You don't believe those Muggles actually burned a few witches, do you, Violet?"

"Vio, don't think everyone else is as stupid as you." Pansy turned to me and said seriously, "Look, little Greengrass is definitely more mature than you in this respect."

"From what you're saying, it seems like little Greenglass is playing a big game of chess?"

"Yes, that's what I meant."

The sun began to sink, lengthening the two shadows on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.Pansy got up and brushed off the grass clippings on his body: "Let's go back, we still have to pack things."

Nearly everyone at the supper table was in high spirits - the inescapable problem was that Greengrass Jr. and Theodore Knott were absent from the dinner.Daphne was clearly aware of this, and I reckon she knew exactly where her sister was, what she was doing, and who she was with.Daphne put down her wine glass with a sullen face, and glanced at the two vacant seats at the long Slytherin table, with a strange gleam in her eyes.

"My ambitious little sister..." Daphne showed a weird smile, and reservedly raised her glass again to touch Millicent Burst by her side, "At some point, she understands There's a lot more to it than us."

But Bosde was obviously distracted, and her eyes wandered over the food on the table.Millicent absentmindedly clinked glasses with Daphne, then reached for three puddings and poured a layer of whipped cream on top.Daphne lowered her eyes and drank the pumpkin juice in the cup in one gulp.

"Guys." Flint came towards us from the seventh year, holding a glass of wine, "Malfoy, Zabini, Snape, it's been a pleasure working with you on the Quidditch pitch for three years. I think Said that although we lost to Gryffindor this year, in the past few years, the joy of our victory has far outweighed the sorrow of our defeat. Thank you for letting me understand that the strength of a team can be How big." There were tears in his eyes, "Actually, you are not the best players in the history of the Slytherin house team, but the three of you have formed the best team." He raised the wine glass in his hand, and we clinked glasses with him one by one.

"And you, Parkinson, you're watching every time we practice. Seriously, you spend more time with us than the bench players spend with us."

"I'm glad I made a good impression on you, Flint, you're an absolutely fine captain from an outsider's point of view. I swear," Pansy replied, smiling.

"You led us to three league wins, and we'll never forget that," Draco told him. "As for the last time... I don't really think we lost."

"Potter caught the Snitch, but Gryffindor was only twenty points ahead of us. Flint, we all know how much you deserve here," Blaise said sincerely.

"If you plan to become a professional player in the future, remember to give us free tickets. Also," I looked in the direction of the seventh grade, Melinda was laughing surrounded by a group of friends, "don't forget to invite us to your wedding .”

"That's no problem." Flint laughed heartily, "but please bring the best charm perfume as a gift. Melinda loves the products made by your mother."

"Honestly, Flint, I never thought you would... have such a delicate side," Draco said honestly.Although I firmly believe that what he originally meant to say was "you'd have such a beautiful girlfriend".

"Remember to keep in touch." Flint patted Draco and Blaise on the shoulders, "If either of you becomes the captain of the Quidditch team in the future, remember to write to me in the finals and let me know." Let me see how you beat those lions to pieces."

"Don't forget there's another Quidditch player here, Flint," I reminded.

"No, you won't be captain, Snape." Flint winked at me and shook his head in the direction of the teacher's bench, "You know I've spent the past two years trying to keep you on the ball." How much effort has been made to position the team, I am sure Professor Snape will not give you more opportunities to get in touch with this 'dangerous' sport."

"Oh, thank you for telling me the truth, Flint," I replied amidst the laughter of Pansy, Draco, and Blaise. "I finally know why he gave up trying to persuade me to quit the team."

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The third grade is finally coming to an end! ! !After coding the reunion of dog and wolf, we will be in the fourth grade! ! !Then Fu Da came back! ! !There are a lot more plots, and the Death Eaters can also come out for a walk! ! !