HP Dawn Night

We went back to school the day before school started.

"I may not be in the UK for a while. But Bethany can still find me. Don't worry." Mum said to me, kissing the top of my hair.

"Where are you going?" I asked.Mom smiled:

"Go to France to deal with some things."

"Okay." I hugged her, "Bon voyage."

Mom watched as I jumped on the train, and when I found my usual box, Blaise was already there.

"How was Christmas?" Blaise seemed a bit haggard after a Christmas, but he still had that same calm smile.

"Not bad. How about you?" I asked politely.

Blaise turned his face to the window and said flatly, "That's it."

I didn't ask any more questions.There was awkward silence in the carriage.

"Thank you for the sugar, it's delicious." He said suddenly.I froze for a moment before realizing that Blaise was talking about Christmas presents:

"As long as you like it. By the way, the camera you gave is very cute. You know, Pan Xi just gave me a photo album, and the gifts of the two of you will always match like this."

"Really." Blaise was taken aback. Obviously, he and Pansy didn't make an appointment in advance.

"Hi, Vio, Blaise." The door of the carriage was opened, and Pansy and Draco came in one after the other.

"Hello." Blaise greeted with a smile.At this time, the train just started slowly, and I thought it was a good time to find Hermione.

"I have something to do, let's leave for a while." I stood up and opened the box door, Pan Xi asked behind me:

"What are you going to do, Vio?"

I'm not sure if I should tell them I'm looking for a hemp seed witch.But maybe friends should not hide something, they will understand.

"Hermione Granger asked me to help her find some information before the holiday." I turned to Pansy and said, her expression seemed to swallow a toad, "I'll go and tell her."

"You really made friends with Gryffindor?" Pansy said in horror.

"Still a... slug." Draco had difficulty choosing the polite wording.Blaise asked me calmly:

"Do you like her very much, Vio?"

"At least I don't hate it." I shrugged and walked out of the box.

Finding Hermione Granger wasn't hard at all.I soon found her in an empty box, sitting alone, opposite a group of lively Gryffindors.

"Hi, Hermione Granger." I opened the door and walked in, sitting down across from her.

"Oh—hello, Violet." Hermione closed a book, and I said:

"Nicole Flamel, a famous alchemist in the [-]th century, is said to have created and possessed the Philosopher's Stone. The Philosopher's Stone can turn any metal into pure gold, and can also create elixirs." I finished in one breath, Hermione He lowered his voice excitedly and said to me:

"Thank you so much, Violet."

I saw her take out a piece of parchment and jot it down, and asked casually, "Where are your friends?"

"Oh—they're all staying."

So why don't you go and sit with those people across the way?

I think I know the answer.

"Farewell first." I said.

As I opened the box door and went out, I happened to bump into a round little boy in the opposite box, and I recognized Neville Longbottom.

Longbottom watched me walk out of Hermione's box, mouth opening in an O shape.He shivered for a moment, as if mustering up his courage, and then stammered, "You...you...you..."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Longbottom." I greeted him politely and prepared to leave.

"What's the matter, Neville?" Just then a boy with light brown hair came out from behind him. He was Longbottom's partner in Potions class, Seamus Finnigan.

Suddenly he saw me and stopped talking for a while.Finnigan's gaze moved slowly from the silver and green trim of my school uniform to my face, and then he carefully tucked his hands in his pockets, taking hold of his wand, I assume.Finnigan said alertly, "Snape, why don't you stay in the Slytherin box?"

Longbottom flinched weakly and mumbled a few times. I guess he immediately thought of his miserable experience in Potions class.

"Just passing by." I raised my chin and straightened the folds on my school uniform, "Goodbye."

At this time, Longbottom and Finnigan's classmates were chattering suspiciously in the box. I decided to leave this place of right and wrong quickly. It would not be a good thing for one Slytherin to meet four or five Gryffindors.

"Why is she here..." After walking a certain distance, I heard someone say that behind me.

"who knows."

It feels good to be back at Hogwarts.It snowed for days and Pansy and I were going crazy.I took a few pictures with the camera Brace sent me and realized that the biggest benefit of it is that it doesn't emit a bad puff of smoke like a larger camera.

"Come and enjoy the fire." It rained suddenly on this day, and Pansy and I were wet by the cold weather.Drying and warming spells have been cast, but what we really need is warm fire.

"Gryffindors must be crazy, training in this weather." We came back from the lake to find Gryffindors practicing on the Quidditch pitch, looking dazzled as they raced through the rain and fog.

"I don't know how our team is doing in training." I said.

"We've won the Academy Cup seven years in a row, don't worry," Pansy said lazily.

"But this year they have Harry Potter," I said.

"Since when did you start joining the Savior fan club?" Pansy taunted unceremoniously, "Dear Vio, so far I haven't seen what's so special about the Savior!"

I think what she said made sense.

At this moment, Draco walked into the lounge with Crabbe and Goyle laughing.

"Guess who we ran into outside the library?" Draco asked, crossing his legs in his favorite seat.

"Weasley?" Potter was training on the field, so the person most likely to meet and interest Draco would be Ron Weasley.

"No, it's Longbottom." Draco announced impatiently.

"Longbottom." Pansy snorted, dismissively.

"I gave him a Leg-locking Charm, poor Longbottom, and now he's bound to hop up to Gryffindor Tower like a silly rabbit."

Draco burst out laughing, and Crabbe and Goyle shared almost identical smirks.

"Maybe you shouldn't have done that, Draco, Longbottom did nothing wrong," I said.

"What! You also speak for the crying little tearbag?" Pansy looked at me in shock, "Vio, you are almost assimilated by Gryffindor!"

"I'm for you!" Draco shouted angrily, and many people in the lounge looked over, and then turned back quickly.

"Me?" I asked in surprise.

"Yeah. Didn't you say Longbottom on the train..."

"Dear Draco," I said angrily, "Longbottom didn't do anything, he was just freaked out by the word 'Snape'."

"It seems that the dean left a deep shadow on him." Pan Xi sneered.

"Really." Draco was skeptical.

"Please, dear Draco, please stop provoking Gryffindors," I begged, "think about it, if you really provoked them, or were caught by the dean or prefect, what would you do?" What can you gain from it?"

Draco nodded reluctantly: "But it's based on their compliance."

"Of course." I agreed.

Pansy raised her eyebrows at me in surprise: "So, you don't just follow Gryffindor?"

"Of course. In fact, I think we need to carry forward the Slytherin tradition of calm and prudence." I said, picking up the box of chocolates that lay next to me. "Would you like some?"