HP Dawn Night

It's Halloween, and the hallway is filled with the sweet, tangy smell of roasted pumpkin.The Slytherin lounge was decorated with jack-o'-lanterns and bats.

Even better, Professor Flitwick announced in Charms class that he was going to start learning the Levitation Charm.

"Thank goodness, I've learned this spell a long time ago." Professor Flitwick waved a wand to make a toad fly around the classroom, I said to my friends next to me.

"Of course—under the pressure of Aunt Margaret, you've been wanting to use the Levitating Charm, haven't you?" Draco said convincingly, and Pansy snickered.I poked her secretly and said angrily to Draco:

"Ah, indeed, Draco, trust me, you'd feel the same way if it were you, when you have to carry a lot of crystal bottles!"

Professor Flitwick put us in pairs, and I was with Pansy, of course.But I noticed, not far away, that Ron Weasley and Hermione got sorted together, and honestly, neither of them looked very happy.

Could it be that Hermione had a conflict with them?

"Okay, don't forget that subtle wrist movement we've been training!" said Professor Flitwick. "Swipe and flick, remember, flick and flick."

Why do you care so much?I shook my head, pushing Gryffindor out of my mind.

It wasn't easy to do, Pansy tried three times, but her feathers barely struggled.

"Oh, Merlin's beard! It's too hard!" she said angrily.

I suggested, "Perhaps you could change the motion of the gesture to be lighter and quicker."

"Okay, okay." Pansy muttered, cleared his throat, and said to Feather, "Wingadim Leviosa!"

This time the feather floated wobbly to about a foot.Pansy looked at it hopefully: "Do you think I've made it?"

Before I could answer, the feather floated down feebly.

At this moment, Professor Flitwick clapped his hands and shouted: "Oh, well done! Look everyone, Miss Granger has succeeded!"

I looked back, and Hermione's feathers were hanging about four feet away, not quite yet, but it was not easy.

"Damn it!" Pansy whispered angrily.She wasn't the only one, the expressions of the Slytherins clearly showed that they were in a bad mood, and to my surprise, it was Ron Weasley who looked the most annoyed.His face was almost the same color as his hair!

"Let me try." No one in Slytherin had succeeded yet, and the Gryffindors were relieved.I straightened my sleeves and waved my wand, "Wingardim Leviosa!"

As I wished, the feather rose smoothly and hung firmly close to the ceiling. I waved my wand, and the feather began to whizz around the classroom—just like the toad just now.

"Fantastic! Miss Snape, what a perfect demonstration! Five points for Slytherin," Professor Flitwick said to me in a shrill voice.Slytherin raised his eyebrows again.

"Okay, let me try again." Pansy cheered up and picked up his wand again, "Wingadim Leviosa!"

This time her voice was smoother and more confident.

When get out of class was over, almost everyone in Slytherin could levitate their feathers up or down.Draco was the second successful person after me, and to my surprise, Pansy did even better than Draco, she could even make feathers roll in the air.

"I think I've got the hang of it," she says cheerfully as we weave through the crowded corridors.

"Look, it's not too difficult."

This good mood on Pansy lasted all day, and her good mood even affected us. Even Blaise's usual smile seemed a lot more sincere.

The joy reached its peak when we finished our afternoon classes and walked into the colorfully decorated dining room.

A thousand bats fluttered in the walls and ceiling, and a thousand more hovered over the dining table like low clouds, as the candles in the jack-o-lanterns flickered.The golden plate is full of goodies and lots of pumpkin treats.

"Fantastic—pumpkin pie, peppered pumpkin juice." Pansy happily selected food, many of which we didn't usually eat, such as the pot of sweet and salty pumpkin beef soup in front of me, and The flaming pumpkin tart that Draco is trying.

Just as I was eating my mashed potatoes, Professor Quirrell plunged into the dining room, his scarf tilted on one side and a horrified look on his face.There was a sudden silence in the auditorium, and everyone stared at him. He walked to Professor Dumbledore's chair, leaned on the table, and gasped, "The troll—in the dungeon— — thought you should know."

Then, dramatically, he fell to the floor and passed out.

There was a sudden chaos in the auditorium.At this moment, a flash of lightning happened just in time, and many girls hugged and screamed, Pansy shivered, and we huddled together.

"Prefect, lead the students of your college to the dormitory immediately!" Professor Dumbledore's wand made several harsh explosions, and everyone barely fell silent.

"Follow me! First-year students, don't get separated!" The Slytherin prefects stood up immediately holding their wands.The troll is in the underground classroom. Although it is not in the same direction as the common room, it is dangerous enough.

The teachers hurried to the basement classroom, but the father's figure flashed by the hallway and then disappeared.

"It'll be fine." Pansy held my hand tightly, and Draco and Blaise walked on either side of us, both of us holding up our wands trying to let the light shine further.

"We may not be able to deal with the giant monster, but the professors can easily subdue it." Blaise said in relief.The troll is huge and unwieldy, dangerous but also unresponsive, and the professors can take it down with just a few spells.

We got into the lounge, everyone gathered in the hall, no one went back to the dormitory.The prefects sent letters to the presidents of the male and female student unions who were patrolling outside, reporting our safety.

"Don't leave the common room!" The two prefects strictly guarded the door of the common room, not allowing anyone to leave.

"How did the troll get in? There's no way it could get around Hogwarts defenses!" This was something everyone was curious about, and the four of us huddled around the fire sharing a box of candy, trying to calm each other down .

"I must write to my dad! Hogwarts is too unsafe." Draco chewed on a honey lollipop, thinking like most people.Many people are already writing letters, and it seems that they intend to pass the news to their parents as soon as possible.

"I'm more curious why it was Quirrell who discovered the troll." I slowly peeled off the package of a candy and said.Pansy nodded sharply in agreement with me.

This made both Draco and Blaise lost in thought.

I thought of many possibilities, and finally almost fainted myself.We sat for a long time by the fire, and the people in the common room returned to the dorms in twos and threes.Pansy yawned:

"Going back, Vio?"

After saying goodbye to the boys we went back to the dorm.Berstrode was already lying on the bed, her face was a little pale--all the more so against the contrast of her black hair.Greengrass pretended not to see us, the uncompromising Cold War relationship we'd had since her return from the infirmary.

"I'm going to wash up first." Pansy said to me hugging her pajamas.At this time, I was sitting on the bed and preparing to write a short message to my mother.

"Dear mother:

See Xin'an!

The Halloween dinner at Hogwarts was fantastic.But halfway through, Professor Quirrell suddenly broke in and told us that a troll broke into the castle, so we had to go back to the dormitory halfway.No update so far - that should be good news?

I will let you know the follow-up results as soon as possible.

A good night kiss to you.

Love you and miss you: Vio"

I read it again, then rolled up the parchment and put a telltale charm on it to send to Mom tomorrow.

Until I came out of the shower, I was still thinking about why Professor Quirrell was the first to discover the troll.

"Don't think too much, Vio." Pansy sat on the bed writing in her diary.I lifted the quilt and got in:

"Anyway, we'll know soon enough. Good night, Pansy."