HP Dawn Night

When I walked into the auditorium, I almost didn't recognize it!

"Is that a live bat?" I asked, pointing to the little black things flying around the ceiling.Pansy had gone back to her dorm and showered when she said to me, refreshed and triumphant:

"of course."

After saying this, she corrected her expression again, and said to me seriously:

"What happened to what I told you two days ago?"

"What?" I was waving to Draco and Blaise who were coming from a distance, and I was asked so suddenly, but how do I remember...

Pansy gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "Greengrass!"

"Oh, that," I withdrew my hand, not understanding why she cared about it so much, "Didn't you spend an afternoon with Astoria? How is she?"

"Forget it!" Pan Xi stared at me resentfully, finally sighed, and shook her head in abandon, "Let's talk about it later."

The Halloween feast is as lively as last year, and pumpkins are a staple.

Creamy pumpkin soup, baked pumpkin, pumpkin stewed in milk, pumpkin pie, and of course the pumpkin juice that everyone loves.

"Did you notice anything strange?" Pansy put down the napkin and looked around, "Where did the ghosts go?"

It is true that at banquets in the past, ghosts would perform their feats of getting out of the table or floating in through the windows, but not today.

"Today is the death-day party of Sir Nicholas Demisy-Porpington, the ghost of Gryffindor." Blaise looked at Pansy with a look of looking at a bumpkin, "Pansy, you should pay more attention to the things around you instead It's not just busy combing your long hair."

Pansy rolled her eyes with a distasteful look: "Oh, Brace, bryce bryce, bryce bryce, why can't you properly call him 'Almost Headless Nick'?"

"You two, stop arguing." Draco looked at the two people who were arguing again with disgust, "Brace, don't tell me that you went on a date with the bloody Barrow this afternoon."

Blaise smiled charmingly: "Of course not, I actually went for a walk with a cute third-year Hufflepuff girl, and she told me the news. As for you, Draco, I allow you to be jealous of me, After all, while I'm strolling by the lake, you're left alone in the library writing uninteresting papers, or wandering the castle with your hunk pals, or giving long lectures on your favorite sofa in the common room , or, you just do nothing and just sit in a daze in the dormitory by yourself."

Draco almost jumped up: "Brace!"

I couldn't help saying to Blaise with admiration, "You know Draco so well!"

Blaise showed off restrainedly: "Maybe you've known Draco longer, Violet, but I've seen more aspects of Draco's life than you."

"It's just living in a dormitory." Pan Xi belittled dismissively.

Blaise put on that smile calmly: "If you can improve your temper, I think I'd be happy to go out with you."

"Who's going on a date with you!" Pansy exclaimed, blushing.

"Calm down, Blaise, maybe one day my dad will come to you because of your excessive romantic debt!" I said helping Pansy.

"Dad? Vio, what happened between you and the godfather." Draco asked in surprise.

I put down my knife and fork, and said, with feigned innocence, "We realized how alike we were, and we talked about it, and that was it. Look, Blaise, what a breakthrough I made when you were on a childish date." sex thing."

As Pansy was about to cheer me on, Blaise sighed in mock resignation: "Violet, that's because you don't know how wonderful and romantic dating can be."

"I'd rather just date one person for the rest of my life." I decided to end the conversation.

"It is said that a playboy like you is generally like this because he has no other interests in life." Draco said sarcastically.

"That's not necessarily the case." Blaise said calmly, "Don't talk about it, you just gang up and shoot me because you don't have a date."

Suddenly want to hit Blaise, what to do!

Draco's eyes clearly indicated that something might happen to Blaise in his sleep tonight, and Pansy was almost reaching for his wand.

Why bother, Blaise.

The food on the golden plate decreased little by little, and the hall gradually became quiet. Every mouthful had the sweet and greasy aroma of pumpkin.

Dumbledore concluded with a few words, and we all stood up to go back to the dormitories where warm beds awaited us.After eating and drinking, what more can you ask for than a good night's sleep?

I yawned and walked forward with the crowd of people pushing and pushing.

But suddenly, the person in front stopped, and I staggered and almost bumped into someone else.Silence spread like a tide.

"My God..." Pansy was taller than me, and she could see the situation ahead after a little stepping.She covered her mouth and stared straight ahead.

"What's wrong?" I asked anxiously.

Theodore Knott, who was standing in front of me, moved a little away, and I saw clearly—

It was Mrs. Norris.

Filch's cat.

Her tail hung on the torch stand, her body was as rigid as a plank, her eyes were wide open, staring straight at something unbelievable.

On that wall, something was shining, looking carefully through the burning torch, and there were two lines written on the wall a foot above the ground:

The chamber of secrets was opened.

Those who are enemies of the heir, be vigilant.

A large puddle of water on the ground reflected Mrs. Norris's tragedy and the string of blood-red words, making it look particularly terrifying.

In the terrible silence, someone behind the back said loudly:

"Whoever is an enemy of the heir, be careful! The next one is you, Granger!"

Draco squeezed to the front of the crowd, his cold eyes glowed with excitement, and even his usually bloodless face turned red.He looked coldly at the still and stiff cat hanging there, with a grin on his face that made my heart shudder.

"Draco?" I whispered.

"—what happened here? What happened?" Filch was undoubtedly attracted by Draco's voice.

"Draco!" I reached across the crowd and tugged at his robes with difficulty, but Draco didn't respond, he seemed determined to get involved.

Filch shouldered his way through the crowd, yelling.Then he was caught off guard by Mrs. Norris, a sight too heartbreaking for a Hogwarts caretaker.He grabbed his face with his hands, stepping back in horror:

"My cat! My cat! What's wrong with Mrs. Norris?" he screamed hysterically, expecting an answer from the students.However, everyone remained silent, and at the same time, suspicious eyes shot at them standing alone in the middle——

The Gryffindor trio.

"You!" he screamed, pointing at Potter, "You! You killed my cat! You killed her! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to—"

"Filch!" Dumbledore rushed to the scene with the teachers in time, preventing a disaster that might happen.

"Come with me, Filch," he said gently to Filch, untiing the cat, "and you, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger."

Lockhart hopped forward, he could almost be called exuberant, in fact, he was the only person here so relaxed and happy.

"My office is the closest, Headmaster," he said courteously, eyeing the stiff cat "upstairs, and you can—"

"Thank you, Gilderoy."

The silent crowd parted like a tidal wave to let them pass.

Dumbledore walked in the front with Mrs. Norris in his arms. Behind him were the three students who appeared at the scene immediately (one of them was even accused by Filch as the murderer). Filch was sobbing and procrastinating walk behind.Lockhart ran after him with vigor and vigor, looking extremely excited.

Porter.

The Boy Who Lived, the Savior, the Savior.He even bravely defended the precious treasure at the end of last term.

Now, he's on the cusp once again, and unfortunately, this time it's not for the best.

The deans started urging the students back into the common room, and I stood there, chilling.Pansy's cold hand touched mine, and there was still fear in her eyes—this scene has surpassed our cognition. In Hogwarts, who can commit a murder.

I am reminded of the words I have heard countless times in countless places - Hogwarts is the safest place in the world.

is it?

Draco turned around, and now he couldn't see the pressure of the previous moment at all.But I haven't forgotten.

"Come on, Vio."

Draco came over to grab my hand habitually, but I didn't stop him, but subconsciously avoided his gaze, and said lightly:

"Go back to the lounge."

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