The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts

John and Snape's thoughts and discussions continued for two days.

During this period, they gathered in the Potions office every day after class.

However, the results were not good.

Once again the discussion ended, again with nothing.

John walked out of the office.

His condition is a little bad.

He couldn't figure out what the problem was.

"John! Please...please be my dance partner!"

A clear female voice suddenly sounded.

John heard the news and saw a pretty-looking Ravenclaw girl.

John didn't recognize this man, but judging from his appearance and height, he should be a senior.

Her face was full of shyness and her eyes were a little wandering.

It could be seen that just standing in front of John and saying these words to John took all her courage.

But John didn't respond to her.

Instead, he walked directly around her to the Slytherin common room.

It was as if he didn't see her or hear her invitation at all.

Enter the common room.

The originally noisy lounge became quiet the moment John appeared.

Everyone was pretending to be nonchalant and looking at John secretly.

Only Alice came over with a smile and a plate of pastries without saying a word. She just held it in front of John, as if expecting John to taste it.

John ignored her as usual and went back to the dormitory.

But in the dormitory, there were still a lot of gifts piled up.

Chocolates, pastries, pillows, confession letters, books wrapped in colored paper...

His bed was nearly swamped with gifts.

And these all come from the girls.

Too much!

There have been too many girls pestering John these past two days!

Alice's previous public confession and invitation not only destroyed the original unspoken rules and balance among the girls at Hogwarts, but also gave everyone an inspiration.

'If Alice can bravely confess her love, why can't I? '

Countless girls thought this and began to attack John.

This kind of 'offensive' is not limited to confessions or sending gifts. Some people are also creating so-called 'accidental encounters' and even putting love potions in the food given to John.

"call--"

With a heavy sigh, John sat on the edge of the bed and covered his face with his hands.

Since what happened with Alice earlier, he has never seen Michelle again.

He could feel that Michelle was deliberately avoiding him, for fear that there would be an embarrassing situation that would not end after the two met.

The two people's thoughts seemed to be in sync.

But such a long separation made John miss Michelle even more intensely.

And the longing caused irritability.

As time passed, John's irritable mood gradually worsened, causing John to be unable to sleep, unable to maintain [Occlumency], and feeling extremely painful.

Sometimes, he even wanted to take the Slytherins to storm Gryffindor Tower again.

So he can meet Michelle!

His breathing began to become rapid, and there was a burst of cramping pain in his chest. John could only free up one hand to cover his chest with a painful look on his face.

The sky gradually darkened.

John sat in the dormitory almost the entire afternoon.

But this pain has not been relieved at all, but has become more intense.

"John!"

The door to the dormitory was opened, and Draco walked in with a beaming face, "I succeeded! I finally succeeded!"

John's breathing became a little heavier.

He could feel Draco's joy.

But he couldn't sympathize with it.

He just felt noisy.

He even had the urge to seal Draco's mouth.

Draco didn't notice this at all. He excitedly sat next to John and said loudly:

"I asked Pansy and she agreed to be my dance partner! It's wonderful!

I worried about this for so many days, but in the end, I found that all those thoughts were meaningless!

What if my parents don't let me be with Pansy?So what if the Malfoy family and the Parkinson family are inappropriate?So what if Pansy's mother is a vain and neurotic person?

All I know is that I like Pansy, I want to be with her, and I want her to know my feelings!

No matter what the result is, I want to work hard once and fight hard!

Otherwise, I will regret it for the rest of my life!

So I……"

Draco was still talking.

But John was stunned.

He opened his mouth slightly and looked at Draco with dull eyes.

The other party's words were like a bolt of lightning, slamming into his mind and shattering all the complicated thoughts inside.

John found out how wrong he was.

In the past few days, he and Snape had been trying to find solutions to the problem with reason and strong wisdom.

For this purpose, [Occlumency], sedatives and intelligence-enhancing agents were even used.

However, the two of them, who were single until now, did not realize that love is something that is originally incomprehensible and cannot be deconstructed with reason and wisdom.

From a certain perspective, Alice's thinking is correct.

If you love someone, you must pursue it boldly and express your feelings to the other person bravely, even at all costs!

'Snape, you are really misleading me! '

'Ideal thinking...wisdom...go to hell with rationality and wisdom! '

John yelled in his mind.

A faint scarlet color began to appear in his eyes.

Anyone who is familiar with John knows that this is a scene that occurs when John removes [Occlumency] protection and suffers severe emotional fluctuations.

When this fluctuation reaches a certain limit, John will lose control!

However, at this moment, despite his extremely fast heartbeat and extremely intense emotions, John's will was extremely firm and clear!

"Snapped--"

John slapped Draco hard on the shoulder.

"Ah! John -" Draco screamed in pain and bared his teeth, "Why do you have to fight..."

"Thank you, Draco!"

John interrupted.

His expression was extremely solemn and sincere.

This made Draco stunned for a moment.

"Ah? Thank me? Thank me for what? I don't remember that I..."

Draco said doubtfully, but the corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily.

Although he didn't know what John wanted to thank him for, any compliment from John could make him feel happy.

John ignored him and rushed out of the dormitory, facing the surprised looks of all the Slytherins in the lounge.

"John, where are you going? It's past curfew now... Even if you want to go out at night, you have to cast a [Disillusionment Curse]..."

Draco's anxious voice came from behind.

But John didn't care.

He rushed out of the common room, out of the Slytherin dungeon, out of the hall...

This is not the way to Gryffindor Tower.

John didn't know why he was running here.

He just wanted to see Michelle.

See you now!

And there was a feeling somewhere, guiding him in the direction of Michelle!

It was as if he and Michelle were spiritually connected.

John firmly believed that as long as he ran down, he would soon see the person he thought about day and night!

His pace became faster and faster, from walking quickly to trotting, and then from trotting to running wildly...

The sound of violent footsteps was particularly obvious in the dark night of Hogwarts Castle, and even caused an echo.

Snape, who was deep in thought in his office, was attracted by the sound.

He frowned and walked out of the office, trying to stop John from his night out.

But soon, he seemed to remember something, his frown instantly relaxed, and his expression gradually became tense.

Snape swallowed hard and followed quietly.

"Meow--"

A shrill meow echoed through the corridor.

Mrs. Lorris shouted loudly as she looked at the nocturnal students who were running openly in front of her.

She wanted to attract Filch so that she could arrest this extremely arrogant student.

However, the next moment, a pair of big calloused hands picked her up.

Filch's face did not have the ferocity and sarcasm that he had in the past when he met the nocturnal students, but was filled with relief.

"Meow--"

Sensing Filch's emotion, Mrs. Norris shouted again.

This time his voice was softer and much lower, as if he was asking Filch something softly.

"He's going to do what he should do."

Filch kissed Mrs. Norris and said, "He should have done this a long time ago! Are you right, Mrs. Norris?"

Mrs. Norris did not scream again, but squinted her eyes, rubbed her head against Filch's cheek, and purred from her mouth, which represented happiness and comfort.

Filch also had a bright smile on his face.

He smiled and looked in the direction where John was walking away, and hugged Mrs. Lorris tighter in his arms.