HP Dawn Night

Pansy easily forced Greengrass to promise to let us go without even a spell, and after she whispered a word or two in Greengrass's ear, Daphne Greengrass's face was almost as pale as a ghost.

I was curious what she had said to Glenglass, but Pansy gave me a look that told me now was not the time to say that.

As for Burst, we agreed that there was no need to make trouble with this timid little girl.After all, most of the time, she hides behind Greenglass like a shadow.

"Miss Burst, please act as if nothing happened tonight." I thought for a while, then smiled at Burst and hinted at her.Pansy quickly understood what I meant, and she also smiled slightly:

"Also, please don't say anything too much!"

Bostrode's body was shaking back and forth, wondering if she remembered what happened to Greengrass, she choked up and almost cried out.

I thought Pansy and I were like punks threatening little girls, but there was a troublesome Greengrass in the room-although she looks very docile now, I can't believe she listens like that Pansy's words.Based on the principle that one thing more is worse than one thing less, I hardened my heart again and put on a straight face, as if I couldn't help you.

Under the two gazes full of deep meaning, Boster nodded tremblingly.Pansy smiled with satisfaction, and raised her eyebrows at Greengrass, who was trembling with fright.

"Think twice, dear Daphne."

After Pansy said a harsh word, she slammed the door and went downstairs with me.

"Have you figured out what to do?" Pansy asked as the four of us sat together in a secluded corner of the lounge.

"Before Christmas, Granger asked me if I knew who Nico Flamel was." I whispered, still unable to hold back my excitement, "Oh, Merlin, I should have known what they were up to by then of!"

"Nicole Flamel?" Blaise asked, frowning.

See, not even the children of many wizarding families knew this man.

"He made the Philosopher's Stone," Draco said simply. "What shall we do now? Go to Professor Snape?"

"I'm not sure." I shook my head and said tentatively, "But Potter and the others must be doing something very dangerous."

The three of them looked at each other in blank dismay: "Do you want to...?"

"Although the savior's black hair and green eyes are charming, but, dear Vio, don't forget that they are Gryffindors!" Pansy said with difficulty.

"It has nothing to do with the savior." I glared at her, and kicked Blaise, who was laughing secretly, under the table. "My intuition tells me that this is a good opportunity to add points."

Draco's expression was not very good: "It's also a good chance to die."

I reached out to squeeze his face, but Draco dodged it nimbly.I retracted my hand resentfully, and said, "Did you bring a double-sided mirror, Pansy?"

"of course."

"Then I'll follow Potter and the others, and use the double-sided mirror to contact them if there is anything." I firmly believe that they will never let me follow a group of Gryffindors alone. Sure enough, after a moment of surprised expressions, Pansy exclaimed:

"That's impossible, Vio, it's too dangerous!"

Blaise also disagrees: "You don't have to worry about these things that have nothing to do with you."

"Oh come on, you all know I'm not as calm and restrained as a pure Slytherin," I said, laughing.

Of course Pansy wouldn't agree, and I wasn't going to back down, and it turned out that neither of us could convince the other, sometimes with Blaise's opinion.

In the end, Draco said slowly, "That's all right, Pansy, Blaise, you two stay together. Vio and I will meet those wild lions who don't want to die. Keep in touch with the two-way mirror at any time."

"No, wait," Pansy said confused, "I still don't get it—Gryffindors can do whatever they like, does it have anything to do with us?"

I blinked my eyes. In fact, this is a question that I don't quite understand.

"What did Potter go to find the Sorcerer's Stone for no reason? And how did he know that the Sorcerer's Stone is at Hogwarts?" Draco analyzed methodically, "Potter may want to steal the Sorcerer's Stone."

Even my eyes widened in surprise this time: "Potter? What does he want the Philosopher's Stone for?"

In fact, I'm not the only one who thinks so, Pansy and Blaise both showed disbelief.Potter is the boy who lived, and he grew up in a Muggle family. How could he know about the Philosopher's Stone?What's the use of using it?

"On the contrary, Draco, I don't think so," Blaise retorted calmly. "Potter may be trying to stop someone from stealing the Philosopher's Stone."

Prevent?

I frowned involuntarily.

Pansy laughed loudly: "Brace, do you really think Potter is the savior?" She teased and said sarcastically, "Oh, that's great! We defeated the Dark Lord, and now we have to protect the Sorcerer's Stone!"

"It's hard to say, dear Pansy." I suddenly understood something, and a bold guess gradually formed in my mind, "Draco, do you still remember what we met in the Forbidden Forest?"

There was disgust in Draco's eyes: "Of course, I'm afraid I won't forget it in my life."

I looked at him eagerly: "Think about it, what was that thing doing?"

Draco shuddered: "Suck... unicorn blood!"

After speaking, he seemed to have just reacted, and a cluster of flames seemed to be ignited in his gray eyes. I pinched him to stop the yell that was about to blurt out.

"Unicorn blood?—'A half-dead, cursed life...'" Draco muttered, "The stone of immortality..."

"Potter must know something!" I suppressed my excitement, trying to convey some information to the three partners with my eyes.Clever Pansy said decisively:

"Just do as Draco said, Blaise and I will show you off, and use the double-sided mirror to contact you if you have anything to do."

I glanced at her gratefully: "Then let's go to Gryffindor Tower first."

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Try to finish the first year before the end of the Dragon Boat Festival...