Alice's Travels

However, this night is not destined to be peaceful.

After the Gryffindor celebration was over, Black sneaked into the Gryffindor tower and broke into Harry's bedroom at some point. At that time, all four children, including Harry, were sleeping, and only Ron Waking up to find Black standing by his bed with a knife - luckily, Black ran away after Ron yelled and everyone was fine.

Professor McGonagall arrived soon after hearing about it, but Black managed to escape again, and no one even saw his shadow.

The next day, various security measures were strengthened in the castle.

Alice felt that this might not be of much use - Black had broken in more than once, their heavy defenses seemed to be a display, and the dog that attacked her - it was hard to believe that the measures in the school could guarantee Everyone's safety - still on your own.

Alice met Hermione in the library, who was buried in her homework, her eyes looked red and swollen.

"You're so tired, Hermione," Alice said, sitting down across from her, "you need to relax."

"No, I'm not free -" cried Hermione in a low voice, "I have to get my homework done, and Hagrid's case - he's leaving for London this Friday, and I have to get his suit ready good--"

"You're too tired." Alice repeated. "You must have heard about last night, right?"

Hermione reached out and rubbed her eyes, as if holding back her tears, "I know that, but fortunately Ron is fine-but you know, we're not talking now."

Alice pursed her lips, "I don't think the school is safe enough, Harry and Ron always like to run around - they don't listen to anyone. The notice has been posted, you can go to Hogsmeade next weekend , do you think Harry will go?"

Hermione turned pale, "If he goes again, I'll tell Professor McGonagall about the Marauder's Map—"

"Then he ignored you for the rest of his life?" Alice said lightly.

Hermione's eyes turned red quickly, and she didn't speak.

"Perhaps, everyone has their own destiny." Alice turned her head and glanced at her and said in an almost indifferent tone.No one can control so much—especially when the other party doesn't understand you and doesn't believe you, who can control whom?

"It can't be like this—" Hermione's tone seemed to be firm, her eyes became long and far-reaching, and she said with a stubborn insistence, "I will look at him."

On the next Saturday morning, Harry, as agreed with Ron in advance, pretended to go back in front of everyone and then used the Invisibility Cloak-a relic left to him by his father, and Dumbledore gave it to him on Christmas in his first year. Leaving him behind, slipped quietly to Hogsmeade.

However, his plan quickly failed, because when he returned from the hall to the common room to get the Invisibility Cloak, he found that Hermione was there - she didn't go to Hogsmeade!

"Hermione, you, why are you here?" Harry was taken aback.

"Oh," Hermione said nonchalantly, flipping through the book in her hand, "you don't need to go there every time, it's actually not interesting there, isn't it?"

Feeling a little nervous, Harry took a breath, tried to speak in a normal tone, and walked towards his dormitory, "Uh - that's right, I'm going to the library to write about Lupine's arrangement later. That paper on vampires, do you want to—”

He thought she would say that she had already finished writing and didn't need to go with him, but Hermione nodded and said in a reasonable tone, "Of course—it just so happens that I need to do some research."

Harry froze in place.

"Aren't you going to get your homework?" Hermione said, frowning, as if wondering why he didn't get the homework sooner so he could hurry to the library.

"I'm going right now—" Harry sighed softly in frustration, not daring Hermione to hear him, and reluctantly went back to the dormitory to get his homework.

Ron returned from Hogsmeade early in the afternoon - Harry hadn't been there, and he was a little worried.But when he came back, he saw that Harry was doing his homework with Hermione!

It must be because Hermione wouldn't let him go!thought Ron angrily, running up to them in a huff.

"Oh! Ron, you're back!" Harry said before Ron could speak, winked at him quickly, and motioned him not to tell Hermione about his going to Hogsmeade in front of Hermione.

"Harry, what are you doing—" Ron exclaimed dissatisfied.

"I'm going to see if there's a letter from Hagrid," Hermione stood up suddenly and said, "The case should be over." She seemed to be talking to herself after she finished speaking, no matter how Harry and Ron reacted, she picked up the textbook Quickly left.

"Harry, you forgot we agreed to—" Ron yelled as soon as Hermione left.

"I didn't forget!" Harry said, frowning, "but Hermione was there, and I couldn't avoid her!"

"She did it on purpose!" said Ron angrily. "She just doesn't want you to go - she's been planning to snitch on McGonagall!"

"Well, Ron, she's doing us a favor too -" said Harry.

"I haven't forgotten about Scabbers!" said Ron angrily.

Harry opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

Alice spends a day in the library, she finds some snippets of spells related to animals, but can't communicate with them or command and control, like Harry or Salazar Slytherin can communicate with snakes This ability can only be said to be an innate talent.

She borrowed two more books from the shelf and left the library. On the way back, she received a letter from Hagrid—he had lost the case, and Buckbeak would be executed at Hogwarts at an optional date.

It seemed that Hagrid's big tears still remained on the letter paper, and the ink had smudged and blurred in some places, and the parchment also felt damp to the touch.

Alice pursed her lower lip and looked up to see Malfoy standing in front of her with arms folded.

"What are you looking at?" He raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Are you back from Hogsmeade?" Alice naturally put the letter away and asked instead of answering his question, "Did you have fun?"

Malfoy's brows furrowed, and his tone began to turn nasty, "What's the fun—it's none of your business!"

"Okay," Alice said, shrugging her shoulders, "then I'll go back first."

"Wait—" Malfoy's voice sounded slowly behind her, "I'm here to tell you some good news!"

Alice turned around and looked at him calmly.

Malfoy seemed to pause for a moment before saying with a bit of a malicious smile, "I got a letter from my dad today - that big ugly beast is going to be put to death - nice, isn't it ?”

His eyes had been fixed on Alice, as if waiting for her reaction - what would happen to her?

"I see—" After a while, Alice opened her mouth and said slowly in a calm tone, "It should be punished if it hurts you, right?"

"You really think so?" Malfoy said, looking at her suspiciously.

"Yes." Alice said lightly and looked away, as if she didn't care about all of this, "It's just as long as you are happy."

"This really surprised me—" Malfoy narrowed his eyes as if to look her up again, "shouldn't you be angry like your friends or come to plead for Hagrid's big guy ?"

Alice turned her head to look at him and said, "Do you want to make me angry or beg for mercy?"

"That's something you should ask yourself—" Malfoy said with a nasty grin on his face, "or are you finally trying to end the stupid friendship between Slytherins and Gryffindors!"

"I think you seem to be asking too much." Alice said coldly. "Let's mind your own business first, okay?"

Malfoy stood there angrily, watching Alice's back leave.

Hagrid also told Hermione, Harry, and Ron that Buckbeak was going to be executed—Hermione cried about it, and she and Ron temporarily reconciled over it.

Harry and Ron felt guilty that they had never really taken Hagrid's lawsuit to heart some time ago. Hermione was the only one who was trying to help Hagrid find materials, and she was the one who helped Hagrid prepare the lawsuit documents.

"You can still appeal!" Ron said emotionally, "This time you are not the only one doing it, Hermione, I want to help too!"

"We'll figure it out together!" Harry nodded, putting his hand on Hermione's shoulder. "Don't worry, we're all—"

"Oh, Harry!" Hermione cried, wrapping her arms around Harry's neck.

Harry felt as if his whole body was being pricked with needles. He was stiff and didn't know what to do. He could only fumble with Hermione's hair with his hand - but she quickly pulled away and left.

It's just that Harry suddenly felt an unspeakable sense of emptiness.

After Black's two break-ins, in order to protect the safety of the students, the school imposed strict restrictions on the movement of the students-except for classes, everyone can't easily wander around in other areas outside the castle.

So it wasn't until the Protection of Fantastic Beasts class that the three of Harry saw Hagrid talk to him again.

Hagrid looked terribly sad, seemed to have given up hope, and was just so sad and sad that he wanted Buckbeak to be happy for the rest of his life.

Alice was nearby, but she said nothing.

Buckbeak and Malfoy seemed to be standing on two ends of her balance, with Buckbeak's death on one side and Malfoy's slight injury on the other, it seemed that it was obvious who was the lighter and who was the more serious—the death penalty seemed to be more serious, Malfoy's injury has long since healed, and it's easy to forgive an animal, and there is a reason for it-but what if he doesn't choose to forgive?

He will choose to punish in the most severe way - she doesn't seem to have any position to criticize.

Why care about Buckbeak?

But Hagrid is fine.

People's hearts are inherently biased.

After class, Hagrid put his face in his handkerchief and turned around and walked towards his cabin. The three of Harry looked very depressed.

"Look at him crying!" Malfoy stood on the steps outside the castle, shouted to Crabbe and Goyle, with a mocking look on his face, "Have you ever seen such a poor thing? He still He is our teacher!"

Harry and Ron rushed towards him in a rage, but one person was faster than them—Hermione ran up to Malfoy and raised her hand as fast as she could—

Both Harry and Ron stared at the scene with wide-eyed eyes, waiting for Hermione's hand to fall, only to find that her hand was tightly grasped the next second - it was Alice.

She reached out to block Malfoy's slap.