Ravenclaw's Sapphire

"If you do die, I'll tell the Ministry of Magic that you did it on your own." Hermione glared at her, and Luna raised her hands in agreement.

"Okay, let's change the subject." Realizing that she was absolutely weak among the three present, Zoe surrendered. "Hermione, what courses did you take for the third grade elective? I want to refer to it."

Hermione looked a little embarrassed: "I can't make a choice, they all look very interesting, come and help me take a look," she looked around in her pocket, "It's just two days before the application form Hand it in."

Zoe took the neatly folded application form. The handwriting on the application form was very messy, and Hermione's hesitation could be glimpsed, because she made a lot of traces of corrections, and several courses were crossed out by Hermione and re-opened. Checked (Zoe notes that the reason for crossing them out is mainly due to timing conflicts).The corners of Zooey's eyes twitched and she focused on Hermione who was aside. She put her hands on her knees obediently, obviously waiting for her suggestion.

"Uh, Hermione, are you still going to sleep next semester?" Zoe said suspiciously, "You have taken almost all the courses. Look, ancient runes, arithmetic and divination... forget about these courses, Why did you choose Muggle Studies?"

Hermione blushed, but she still said confidently: "It's nothing, I just need to squeeze out a little rest time... Muggle research, of course, I have to look at things from a different direction, from the perspective of a wizard to see Muggles Its history is very fascinating." She warmly invited Zoe and asked her if she would also like to take this course.

"I will consider it." Although her expression did not seem to agree, "If I were you, Hermione, I would correctly assess my energy, and then subtract a few courses appropriately, some of them even conflict, you You can't take two of the same classes at the same time."

"Uh, I'll go to Professor McGonagall to discuss it. Stop talking about me, Zoe, what are your plans for next semester?"

"One or two courses, and then I want to ask the professor to give me individual guidance." Zooey thought thoughtfully, "But I don't know if he will agree, I haven't dealt with him much."

"Professor, who?" Inspired Hermione, she said excitedly, "I can do the same. It's great to have a professor guide me in my homework!"

"I need to remind you, Hermione. You have already taken up the whole day with conflicting courses. Unless you make a choice, you won't have this free time." Zooey said helplessly.But Hermione obviously didn't listen. She wondered if she could ask Professor McGonagall to guide her. Anyway, she also admired her, killing two birds with one stone.

*****

The next day, Zoe received a letter from Lucius by accident. The letter was not sent by an owl, but by an ugly house elf. The elf was covered with an old pillowcase, and looked a little muttering. , because he was always muttering something in his mouth.

"Thank you." She took the letter, "You are?"

"Dobby sends his regards to Miss Siegel!" said the house-elf called Dobby in a high-pitched voice, "and my master wants me to send you a letter and to say that though he hasn't been able to see you, he still wishes you well. .”

"It's okay, what's wrong with Mr. Lucius?" Zooey opened the letter and read it with a frown. She was a little confused and worried.In the letter, Lucius explained to her in a tactful tone that it might not be convenient for her to come to Malfoy Manor for the summer vacation this year, because he needs to investigate some "possible hidden dangers", and even Draco may need to leave for a while, Because he was worried that those "dirty things" might hurt them.Lucius closed his letter with an apology.

Dobby waited for her to put down the letter, and bowed to her: "Dobby doesn't know either, miss. The master has been under a lot of pressure recently, he is always unhappy, thoughtful, and absent-minded, and Dobby even escaped a lot because of this." Torture." He clenched his fists and pressed them against the ridiculous flowered pillowcase on his body.

"You seem to be a little afraid of me, why are you so far away from me? I don't eat elves." Zooey said angrily. Dobby stood a few meters away from her, lowered his head in fear, and blinked his big eyes Blink: "Dobby didn't. Dobby just showed respect to the lady. Dobby listened to the lady. The master sent Dobby to deliver the letter." But it said so, obviously it didn't intend to get close.

"Forget it, let's go." Dobby bowed to her, and disappeared in front of her with a snap.At this moment, Hermione pushed the door in, "Zoe, Madam Pomfrey said that you'll be fine today... I heard you talking just now, is anyone else here?"

"The house elf of Mr. Lucius's family may think that I will eat its meat with wine." Zoe's self-deprecating smile was dismissed by Hermione by flicking her forehead. She always disliked Zoe's occasional prominence the kind of inferiority complex.

"Lucius Malfoy? Did he tell you anything?" Hermione raised her eyebrows, and she told Zooey the conversation Harry had heard in Dumbledore's office before, "Malfoy's attitude is very real, no It's like a lie. But if we're going to treat Dumbledore's dismissal as a planned conspiracy and Malfoy was the victim, we need to find the real culprit."

Zoe told her the content of Lucius' letter. Because the information Lucius gave was too vague, they could only speculate that Lucius noticed something was wrong and was going to do something.But more can't be guessed.

"Ugh."

"what happened?"

Zooey lowered her head, her tone blank: "I have nowhere to go for the whole summer vacation, if I don't trouble Dumbledore, if I don't go to Malfoy Manor, where else can I go?"

"Aren't you going home?" Hermione asked curiously, "Your family should have their own manor, just like Malfoy."

"It's just a deserted castle. It's gloomy and secluded, with only house elves and crazy portraits. I don't want to choose to read there even for reading, let alone live there for a summer vacation. It's a disaster." Zooey Melancholy, she wondered where she would spend her entire vacation.

Just beg Dumbledore to let her stay at Hogwarts, but she recently noticed that Dumbledore was hiding something from her, and she felt that it would be awkward to talk to Dumbledore before she calmed down. It was a strange mood, she wanted to continue to rely on him, but she didn't want to tell him everything.

"...Uh, then I have a suggestion." Hermione spoke quickly, perhaps a little nervously. Zoe looked at her and found that she was unconsciously grabbing a corner of her robe and rubbing it back and forth.

"Do you want to... come to my house?" She blushed and stammered, "Look, I can live in my house, and I can also send a message to my parents to tell them first. We You can do homework together, go out to play, watch movies and so on—it’s a kind of entertainment that Muggles use—you can stay in my room, and my bed is quite big.” She added hastily, "Of course if you want to sleep alone, you can also live in a guest room."

"But, is it okay? I'll stay at your house?" Zooey found that not only did she not feel uncomfortable about entering a strange environment, but she was also elated because she could go to Hermione's house.You must know that ordinary friends do not have this kind of invitation that represents intimacy. Inviting others to live in the bedroom is like a ceremony to open the heart.She found that she was happy because of Hermione's attention, but of course she couldn't agree immediately, which would make people feel that she was eager.

Although her heart was filled with joy, she still thought about it reservedly for a long time, and asked several times if she would disturb the Grangers, until Hermione patiently replied again and again that she would not.In fact, she doesn't have to worry about her feelings being seen through. Hermione is almost as embarrassed as she is. Miss Granger and Miss Siegel are almost the same when it comes to making friends. Before going to Hogwarts, she didn't have any close friends. Rather, she has no friends at all.

Hermione made countless assumptions in her mind, and simulated conversations several times before she was able to pretend to be calm and say those words.One of the two didn't want people to see that she was looking forward to it, and the other didn't want people to see that she was nervous, so they finally settled the matter after stuttering.

Very good!Zoe made her fist while Hermione couldn't see it. Although she had been in bed for a long time due to all the sad things she encountered recently, she still saw the light of all the hardships and rewards. She could finally experience the way of getting along with friends of the same sex for herself. Not just looking at a book and delusional.

Very good.Hermione breathed a sigh of relief while Zoe couldn't see it, and let go of her sweaty hand.She had to go back to the room first and tidy up. After all, she wanted to entertain friends, and she couldn't make her feel like a sloppy person.

The two people have different thoughts, but they also have smiles on their faces. They can't wait to board the train back and start the exciting summer vacation.

Spoiler: Draco and Margaret

"dad?"

Draco was very surprised. He saw Lucius sitting on the armchair by the fireplace with a serious expression, and he didn't feel like he was enjoying the rare weekend at all.He straightened his back and leaned forward slightly, as if he was on guard for something. He glanced at the grandfather clock at home every five minutes, and then at the quiet fireplace.

"Are you waiting for someone?"

Lucius twitched his butt because of this sentence, and there was an embarrassing expression on that Wannian stiff face.He looked at his son, standing aside ignorantly, and felt sad in his heart: If he hadn't had no choice, he didn't want to hand over his only son to that devil, even though it was only for a short time.

This morning he received a text message from an owl. After reading the text message, Lucius kept pacing around the room like his ass was on fire.That person should still be on vacation in Bulgaria, why did he suddenly say that he was going back to England?It was still when I persuaded Narcissa to send Draco to an acquaintance's house for a few days.

Thinking of that strongly worded letter, Lucius felt a dull pain in his stomach. No matter how many decades passed, that woman would still never listen to others, or it should be said that she would never change the goals she set. In front of her, she will definitely give you an impressive memory.

Lucius' temples twitched, and he kept checking the time. Whenever the agreed time (unilaterally set by the other party in the letter) was getting closer, he had to look in the direction of the fireplace with trepidation. .The man was always coming and going, never saying hello, because she didn't like the etiquette that most pure-blood families were passionate about, and thought it was hypocritical.So when Lucius started screaming "Gryffindor" when he saw the Sorting Hat just on her head, he took it for granted.

If she had been left in Slytherin, it would have been seven years of terror and terror.There will probably be many students who will duel with her and be taught by her. Lucius, as one of the people who have been "taught", the humiliation of being powerless has faded over time, but has never been far away.

He still remembers how Brighton, who was in the same college, took a few companions to play tricks on a mudblood freshman. After being seen by her passing by, she directly hung them on the top of the college auditorium for a whole night, because they were cast with a silence spell. And the disillusionment spell, they couldn't even call for help until the spell expired the next day, and the professors saw that the three were rescued, shaking like a dog in the water, and suffered a great blow mentally. Don't even dare to bully others.

Speaking of which, she is also Gryffindor's prefect and student council president, and she has a bad relationship with Max, Lucius can't help but think of the past.Although because of the one-year difference in grades, the two of them didn't spend much time together, but every time she met Max surrounded by the crowd, her attitude was very unfriendly.Lucius had once been scolded by her at a party—which was a rare event she was in attendance: "Siegel, that freak? Give it up, you don't have a chance, Lucius, you're so normal."

Then Lucius pointed at her with his wand to duel with her, and in the end she knocked his wand away and slapped her in the face.This was because she drank some wine secretly and her steps were sloppy, otherwise Lucius' end would not have been so gentle, and she would never show mercy to other people's provocations.

It is precisely because she is such a person that she will resist the family's request for marriage after graduation, and leave that family alone on a broom and never contact her again.After that, she struggled for several years, and was finally favored by the professional team because of her excellent skills. She became famous, erased the "stain" of the past, and once again shined brightly.The family is also stubborn, saying that severing the relationship is really severing the relationship.It's been so many years that the two sides haven't exchanged a single owl feather, let alone a daily letter or a Christmas wish.

"father!"

Draco's dissatisfied voice pulled Lucius back from his memory, he looked at his son, trying to make him do some mental construction: "Draco, you have become the Slytherin team's Seeker."

"But we lost." Draco gritted his teeth with a stinking face, "Damn Potter, we lost the second-year Academy Cup because of him. I must win against him next year."

"Yeah, this is an honor you should strive for, son." Lucius sighed, "So I found you a coach...she might be able to help you improve some skills..."

"'Her'?" Draco didn't appreciate it. "Dad, you want a woman to teach me? Quidditch isn't for girls, and the best Quidditch players are usually men."

"There are always exceptions, Draco." Lucius wiped the sweat from his brow, "Think of the best you know, even if she retires this year."

"Retire this year—you're lying to me, Dad!" Draco jumped up and yelled in surprise, "You can't, you can't have the 'Golden Lion' train me! My God! Can I get her autograph?" Draco turned around and ran to the bedroom, "The Puddlemere United game against the Wimbourne Hornets was great! The victory of the 'Golden Lions' saved their score, the Daily Prophet said she It's Valkyrie from the alliance, saying that she must be the only candidate for the next captain!"

He stopped again, clenched his fists and said dejectedly: "Why did she have to retire? Why can't she fly because of an injury? She is flying as well as before. It's better to say that now is the time for her to shine But she left the United team and went to coach the Harpies, what a waste!"

Lucius took a lot of effort to stop his son's anger. Draco has always been a loyal fan of Puddlemere United. Because of her sudden retirement, many fans even tried to gather crowds to attack the training base of the United team because of their dissatisfaction. Find out the real reason she was "forced" to retire.Even the Ministry of Magic was alarmed and had to arrange staff to stop the chaos.

Lucius had a terrible headache, and he didn't want to entertain that woman who brought him a lot of psychological shadows in his home, even if he still asked her to take care of Draco temporarily.He also thought that if Draco didn't want to, he could have an excuse to stop this from happening.

But look at Draco's flushed face in anticipation of sparkling eyes.Lucius could only swallow the bad news.

As the pointer jumped to the top frame, Lucius stood up abruptly, staring at the fireplace in front of him.Draco stood behind him, also looking at the fireplace with curiosity and expectation.

The hearth was silent, nothing stirred, no visitors arrived, no floo flames ignited.

After waiting another 2 minutes, Lucius thought that the man was probably late.While relaxing about this, she also felt that she, who was always punctual, would be late too.Before his butt touched the chair, their elf appeared in front of him with a bang, and bowed to him in fear.

"Master! There is a wizard visiting, I asked her who to look for, and she said to find the master!"

"She's here?" Lucius raised his voice unnaturally, "Where is it?"

"In the yard, master. On a broomstick."

*****

"Long time no see, Margaret." Lucius remained expressionless, apparently not sincerely welcoming her as he said.

Draco couldn't let himself scream, he hid behind Lucius, and looked at the woman in front of him: she had sealed herself tightly with a cloak, and her whole body was hidden under the dark leather cloak, which made her feel uncomfortable. She looked like a traveler from a long journey.The person turned over and got off the broom, pushed up the goggles that covered most of her face, and then took off her headscarf—the long blond hair like flowing water slid down, just like the first two words of her title.She skillfully removed the bulky protection, revealing a beautiful and heroic face, with raised eyebrows giving a feeling of examining something.

She wasn't polite to Lucius either: "I'll leave the child to me for a while." Then she pulled Draco out from behind Lucius, "Tsk, I really look like you, Lucius S. Hope it's not all rotten inside."

"You, what's your name?" Her tone was stern, and Draco stammered: "D-Draco Malfoy. I can tell you..." Margaret interrupted before she finished speaking. He: "We still have a long way to go, no more time for nonsense. Get on your broom, Draco."

"Get on the broom? Ma'am, where are we going?"

Margaret calmly mentioned a place that made Malfoy and his son's faces change. There is nothing special there, but the distance is very far, and it takes at least seven or eight hours to fly on a broom. This is still speeding, but Malfoy Gretel spoke as if they were just riding around on broomsticks.

"It's my newly bought house, it's very suitable for practice." Without looking at the other two, she stepped on the broom, "If you hear me clearly, we can set off."

"We can use Floo powder! In a safer way! I can't fly for eight hours straight, I will fall!" Draco flinched, he was sweating profusely, although seeing the idol made him very nervous Happy, he doesn't want to be killed by this way of moving.

"Are you a Quidditch player, Draco?" Margaret looked at him coldly, saying each word, "You're just a snake crawling on the ground forever, aren't you? Noble Slytherin, eh ?Pure blood is glory, huh? Ridiculous, what can a coward like you do? Quidditch requires physical strength and perseverance. Every professional player should be able to fly continuously for several days, and even this cannot be done , you'd better throw away the high-performance broom that you don't deserve, and go find a good helper for traveling, Floo powder."

Draco's face turned blue and white, he was insulted by the player he liked, but found himself unable to refute her.Margaret didn't care about his mood at all, she was just stating her most basic requirements for her disciples.Draco knew he had two choices, mount the Nimbus, or turn around and leave.

He gritted his teeth, remembering Harry's amazing performance on the field last year.This Draco was a boy who turned against each other only because he was offended and wanted to help Zoe get back in the game, but he showed a dazzling talent in the Quidditch field. There is a kind of magic power in Harry who is riding a broom. Draco was envious and jealous, which made him even more conflicted with Harry.He didn't want to lose to Gryffindor, much less Harry Potter.

"Draco!" Lucius watched his son get on the broom in shock, with an unprecedented firmness on his face.Lucius has always taught him to avoid danger as much as possible and to maintain decency, because they call themselves nobles.

"It's decided?" Margaret gave him a smile, but in Lucius's eyes, she had no good intentions at all, "It seems that you haven't gone bad to the root, and you're a bit courageous, but you don't know how to How far will you go. Now that you have made your choice, don't even think about running away halfway, don't worry, I will 'train' you well."

Marguerite's expression was exactly the same as the cat's feeling when it was about to tease the mouse.She lifted off first, disappearing like a ray of light in the clouds, with Draco following.Leaving Lucius looking up at the sky, praying that Margaery especially had bullied his dear son so badly.