HP Dawn Night

"Miss Greengrass really said that?" Umbridge pointed to a chair, "Sit down, Miss Snape, we can have a good chat about this."

I sat down in my seat as promised: "I'm sure she mentioned this in front of me at least twice. One was on the first night of school, after which I warned her and reported the matter to the dean, but yesterday when she again Speaking of this matter, I feel that it is necessary to report to you."

"Really? Why didn't you report this to Professor Snape first? As I recall, this is the Headmaster's purview." Umbridge said with his hands crossed, businesslike.

"It's out of personal considerations, Professor." I leaned forward slightly, "I think Miss Greengrass probably felt uneasy because of Diggory's death at the beginning of the term, so it was inevitable that her mood would fluctuate. But at this time, she repeated the old story, and I personally think that it is inevitable that there is...disrespect to you. Therefore, I decided to report this matter to you directly, so as not to cause some unnecessary troubles. "

I looked her in the eyes as I said this, trying to convey a sense of reliability.As a cunning politician, Umbridge must have easily figured out what I meant.As for how much she believed and how she acted, it was beyond my control.

Umbridge seemed attracted by the message I implied. She paused for a few seconds, then said kindly, "What would you like to drink, Miss Snape? Tea? Coffee? Pumpkin juice?"

She flicks her wand as she names each drink, and a cup or glass containing the drink appears on the table.

"Tea, thank you." I shrugged.

"Since you're here, Miss Snape, let me ask you for proof." Umbridge smiled even more happily, "Someone told me that you have a good relationship with some of your Gryffindor classmates. ?”

I put down my teacup: "I have no friends in Gryffindor, Professor."

"To be exact, it's Mr. Potter and his friends." Umbridge ignored my words, but continued to ask, "Do you have anything to say about this?"

"I admit it." I smiled at her, "I used to have a decent relationship with Mr. Potter and Miss Granger."

"Ever? Did something happen that made you decide to... part ways with them?" she asked in a low voice.

"I just realized that Mr Potter and I will probably never be in the same camp," I took a sip from my teacup, "He's a Gryffindor through and through, and I'm a Slytherin inside and out. "

"You are a very sensible student, Miss Snape, just like your father." Umbridge smiled sinisterly and kindly, "I have received a lot of feedback... that Snape Professor Pu will deliberately target Potter in class?"

"My answer is the same as last time, Professor. My father is just treating them the way he should." I replied immediately, "As for Mr. Potter, I think it may be his illusion. He probably thought my father Will treat Mr Potter the same way old Mr Potter treated him."

"Yeah... an illusion. This is very interesting. I've also heard about what some old Potters did when they were in school." I don't know if it's my illusion, but Umbridge looked a little disappointed, "Okay Well, thank you for your cooperation, Miss Snape."

here we go again!I have a headache, Umbridge seems to have a habit - she likes to end all conversations with "thank you for your cooperation". Every time she says that, I wonder if I have accidentally betrayed her some information that is not suitable for others to know .

"How are things going?"

"Everything went well." Blaise grinned. "They were hostile to me at first, but I think my words helped. How are you doing? Does Umbridge believe it?"

"I think so." I sat down by the fire. "And I tried to convince her we were on her side... I hope I said something right."

"Of course you won't say anything wrong." Pan Xi patted me on the shoulder reassuringly, "At least we have solved a big problem for now."

"In order to bring some joy to the atmosphere, I want to remind you - the day after tomorrow is Valentine's Day!" Blaise announced loudly, while conjuring out a few leaflets from his robe pocket, he enthusiastically handed out to We, while introducing, "These are the activities that the shops in Hogsmeade village will hold on Saturdays, for your reference."

I pluck one out of the bunch: "Dukes of Bees has a Valentine's Day Candy Special."

Draco read one of them, too: "The Literary House sells singing Valentine's cards, letter paper that pops pink bubbles, and rose-shaped quills that smell floral."

"Even your mother's shop has an event, Vio - [-]% off the love potion, and the new charm fragrance is on the market..." Pan Xi waved a flyer and said to me.

"Okay," I shrugged, "When you go shopping there, tell me my name, and I'll get a discount!"

"What do I want those things for?" I could see Pansy blushing even by the fire, she said softly.

Blaise asked Draco and me, "Do you two have any plans?"

"A day trip to Hogsmeade." Draco shoved back the stack of leaflets. "Why do you suddenly care about our Valentine's Day?"

"Ask casually." Blaise sat down on the sofa and crossed his legs. "What about you, Pansy? Who are you going to go with?"

Pansy glanced at him over the flyer: "I haven't been asked out within Hogwarts yet, what's the matter?" She smiled slightly, "You want to volunteer?"

Blaise cleared his throat: "Well...you see, it happens that I don't have anyone to date, so if this is the case, we might as well form a group so as not to be alone..."

"Oh—that's it!" Pansy dragged her voice, "But I'm sorry, I have already promised someone else."

Blaise's eyes widened, he lowered his legs, and raised his voice: "But you just said—"

"Yeah, I said no one asked me out at Hogwarts." Pansy looked at the three of us in turn. "Do you remember Louis Meyer? That handsome French guy?"

"You going out with him?" Blaise sat up straight.

"Yeah." Pansy looked calm.

"You have been in touch?" Blaise looked extremely surprised.

"That's right, we've been in correspondence. He wrote me the other day to tell me he'd be in Hogsmeade this weekend, and I said yes." Pansy leaned on the sofa cushion and glanced casually at Blaise, "So If you want to ask me out in the future, please come earlier."

It was pouring rain on Saturday.

"I'm going first, I wish you and Draco a happy Valentine's Day."

"You left so early?" I looked at the alarm clock beside the bed in a daze.

"Yes." Pansy was standing at the end of my bed, looking fresh and radiant. "Louis invited me to have breakfast at his hotel, so... goodbye!"

"Happy Valentine's Day," I muttered, getting up and getting dressed.

When I was a child, Draco and I also walked on the road to Hogsmeade.

"Who is Blaise going with today?"

Draco had a half-smile: "He said he had to hurry up and study hard."

"Isn't it?" I looked up sharply, "Brace will be left alone in school on Valentine's Day?"

"That's right, that's right." Draco wrapped his arms around my shoulders, "I think Pancy hit him too hard yesterday."

"Brace never seems to get rejected after all." I feel a little sympathetic to him.

"You can understand it that way." Draco shrugged.

"Is there something in your words?" I raised my eyebrows.

Draco looked at me innocently: "I didn't, don't think too much."

"You don't look in a good mood, it's Valentine's Day." I noticed that Draco looked preoccupied as usual today, and Draco had been in this state since returning from Christmas vacation.

"Oh, it's unavoidable." He looked back at the people behind him, leaned close to my ear and lowered his voice, "You know...that adult is at home..."

I thought about it, and took advantage of his lowering his head to quickly turn my head and give Draco a superficial kiss.

"Wow!" Draco looked at me in disbelief, his expression changing between surprise and joy, "How are you doing today—are you really Vio? You're not someone pretending to be, are you?"

"I just wanted to make you happy," I raised my eyebrows, "but you don't seem to like me."

"Of course I like it! It's just—cough," Draco looked a little shy, "You don't have to warn in advance..."

"This is a surprise." I curled my lips, "But your attitude is not what I want, and I will punish you to buy me a cup of butterbeer later."

"Yes, Your Majesty the Queen." He suddenly bent down and kissed me on the cheek, "Can we have more surprises like this in the future?"

I couldn't help laughing: "That depends on your performance."

Hogsmeade on Valentine's Day also turned into a sea of ​​pink, and almost every store was crowded with people.I deliberately walked around to my mother's store to take a look. The business of the potion store seemed to be better than all other stores. I even saw a few figures in Hogwarts robes.

"It's unbelievable. I seem to have seen a few students in the third and fourth grades." I said with emotion, "People are crowding here to grab new products that are on the market."

"Not everyone has such a convenient path as you, I think Aunt Margaret will give you a copy of all the latest products first?" Draco's smile seemed to have more content.I gave him a blank look:

"It doesn't include love potions or anything, fool!"

Even The Three Broomsticks has a Valentine's Day drink - strawberry frappe beer.

No one can resist the alluring pink color.

"I'd like a glass of that," I said, "I'll take a seat first."

Finding a seat in a crowded bar is next to impossible, but I managed to find a vacant table for two at the very back of the bar.

"First come, first served." I took the seat first, and said to the girl behind me.She stared at me, looking very unhappy.

"What's the matter, Marietta?" Cho Chang saw me and took a small step back as if frightened, "Let's find another seat, sorry, Snape." She tugged at her curly-haired companion, Apologizing to me.

"It's okay. But are you that afraid of me, Zhang?" I couldn't help asking.Now that I have quit the team, even as an old opponent, she doesn't need to be so wary of me.

She gave me a forced smile: "Nothing, Snape. See you later!" She hurried away with her companion.

"What's the matter? Isn't that Ravenclaw's Seeker?" Draco came back with a drink, and he looked at the back of Qiu Zhang and her friend strangely, "Did you quarrel?"

"It's just grabbing a seat." I sat down, "Who is that friend of hers?"

"I don't know." Draco pushed the drink over, "Let's drink the drink first, it looks pretty good."

Only then did I realize that the so-called "Valentine's Day Special Drink" was actually packed in a heart-shaped glass bottle with a straw divided into two ends in the thin bottle neck. Individuals will drink head to head, almost face to face.

What else is there to drink!

"It's a cute design, isn't it?" Draco smiled brightly.

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It's time to give out sugar, little angels come and get it~ Happy 5·21!

Wang!