HP Dawn Night

"Opinion" is too light a word.

Umbridge seemed intent on embarrassing Hagrid, first by making comments about Hagrid himself, then by taking the opinions of several students out of context.Neville Longbottom gave Hagrid a nervous look when he was questioned by her, and Umbridge immediately made a note of the "student dare not admit to being afraid".But we all knew she was the one Longbottom was afraid of.

"However, the Thestrals in class today are quite interesting." Pansy said on the way back to the castle.

"Really? But I don't want to see them." I replied calmly.

"Wait a minute, Malfoy, Zabini," said a voice, and the snow was so deep we didn't realize when Montague and Warrington started following us.

Blaise's brows moved slightly, while Draco asked Montague, "What's the matter?"

Montague slowly guessed that Xue came over and stood in front of us. He crossed his arms and gave me a sideways glance: "That's right, I'm here to inform you that I have found a new batter."

"Oh?" Blaise looked curious, "Who?"

"Goyle," Wallington replied.

Montague gave me another defiant look. "We believe Gore will be a quality hitter. So please come to the field on Friday for practice."

"Why wasn't the player selection discussed with us?" Draco asked sharply suddenly, looking repressed—Crabbe and Goyle were his loyal entourage, and Montague went past Draco. Seeking Goyle had undoubtedly offended him in some way.

Hearing Draco's words, Montague raised his eyebrows in surprise: "I'm the captain."

"That's right, but the selection of players cannot be entirely up to you, at least there must be an open selection and recruitment, right?" Draco cut off Montague's words roughly, and Montague wrapped his arms tightly, looking It also looks a little angry:

"Public selection? I remember that I conducted the selection at the beginning of the school year, but it seems that some people still have complaints about the selection results, don't they?"

"That's because you are simply deceiving!" I couldn't help but refute.

"I think—" Montague finally looked me in the eye, and he drew out his tone arrogantly, "This is a conversation among team members, and it has nothing to do with you."

"you--"

Draco's words were interrupted by Montague: "You and your girlfriend have learned a few tricks, Malfoy. But I remind you, if you want to stay in the team, you'd better come to training obediently, Otherwise, you will quit the team now."

I narrowed my eyes. "You can really tell, Montague. Don't forget me—"

"You want to threaten me? With what? Prefect? ​​Your dean's father?" Montague suddenly took two steps forward and approached me, hissing in a dramatically lowered voice, "I have to remind you, now Who is in power at Hogwarts, maybe even your father can't protect himself?"

"I remember it was Professor Dumbledore." Blaise interrupted suddenly, Montague turned his head and stared at him sharply, Blaise spread his hands innocently, "Isn't that so?"

Montague straightened up and glanced at Bryce with an inscrutable expression: "Don't pretend." After saying this, he turned and walked away along the same road.

"Remember to be on time for training." Warrington left a sentence and chased after Montague.

"Goyle? Do you think he can do it?" Blaise asked Draco, who seemed worried about his future partnering with Goyle.

Draco was thinking of something else: "I think... Crabbe might be upset about it."

The arrival of December means the Christmas holidays, an avalanche of homework for the fifth graders, and an ancient rune test for me.

"My God, my God, Merlin, the exam notice from Professor Holden is here." The owl brought me a note during breakfast, "My ancient runes exam will be held this afternoon, at the It's Professor Holden's office."

"keep it up, you can do it!"

"That's right, Violet has been preparing for so long, so she must be sure."

"Just pretend it's a practice paper, don't panic."

They chattered to comfort me. Looking at the bread covered with blueberry jam in front of me, I suddenly felt very full.

"I'm not too hungry." I pushed the plate away in a daze and grabbed my schoolbag. "I want to go to the library to read some more books. You can eat slowly."

I am actually not very confident about the afternoon exam, because three months is too short, and I dare not boast about my knowledge.And there is an exam in the afternoon. I think the only thing I can do is to read the book again in the morning and try to remember as many things as possible.

At noon, Pansy came to the library to look for me, and she took me into the auditorium for lunch with a strong attitude.

"Cramming before the exam may not be useful, and you have already studied well. Eat something," she relaxed her tone, "You don't want to faint in front of Professor Holden, do you?" She joked.

I mechanically ate the lunch that Pansy brought me: "Wouldn't it be embarrassing if I failed? So many people are watching me... waiting for my results... If I don't pass the exam, there must be many people would laugh at me."

"Why do you care about other people's feelings? You have already done what they dare not do." Draco encouraged me, "What's more, your other subjects are so good, maybe you can get an O in everything, and some Many people even worry about whether they can pass the customs."

"Merlin bless me." I smiled at them and took a deep breath.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, I arrived at Professor Holden's office on time.

"Good afternoon, Miss Snape." Professor Holden was a kind lady with sharp eyes. She shook my hand and picked up a sealed test paper from the desk. "You have two Hours to complete the exam, right out there on that table. Here's the parchment and quill you'll use."

"Thank you."

"I will start timing from the moment you open the test paper and pick up the quill." Professor Holden smiled at me, "Good luck."

Professor Holden's test paper was much more difficult than I expected, and I racked my brains trying to find the answer in my memory.In the translation part, I think what I did was not too bad. I am afraid that the grammar and logic part is not satisfactory. I feel that I have confused a few knowledge points.As for the simple questions, I tried my best to write, but I'm afraid only Professor Merlin and Holden know the result.

The worst time was when I hadn't finished writing the test paper when the time was up.

As I was writing, suddenly the quill stopped flowing, and when I was wondering if it was broken, Professor Holden's voice came out.

"It's time, Miss Snape." She came out of the office and took away my parchment, and I returned the quill to her.

"How are you feeling?" asked Professor Holden.

"Not very good." I replied honestly, "I didn't have time to finish it, and the previous part was not perfect."

"Perfect?" Professor Holden seemed a little surprised, "Is this what you ask of yourself?"

I shrugged: "Unfortunately, I don't seem to be even 'perfect'."

Professor Holden smiled happily: "You don't have to be too harsh on yourself, Miss Snape. I have seen many students who were tortured by ancient rune texts, and you are not the first, nor will you be the last."

I think she was trying to comfort me, but I was still very happy: "Thank you, Professor, no matter how I try it, I have no regrets."

She smiled: "That's right, Miss Snape, I'm glad you think so. Your grades will be delivered to you before the holiday, and if you pass the exam, I will enclose the letter you need Book list, you can take advantage of the holidays to buy all of them."

"I see, thank you."

When I walked out of Professor Holden's office, I saw Pansy, Draco and Blaise waiting outside.

"How is it?" Pansy asked nervously.

I looked at the expressions of the three of them who were even more tense than me, and couldn't help laughing: "It's over anyway, whatever."

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