[HP] Liar

Chap.21

As soon as they walked out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Viola and Nancy quarreled in the corridor without any regard for their appearance.Even when they came to the long table in the auditorium, they didn't completely calm down.

The two prefects of Ravenclaw House, Williams and Shafik, gave the two of them a reproachful look, beckoning them not to embarrass Ravenclaw House in public.

Of course Viola knew that it was a bit stupid for her to do so, but she still couldn't swallow the breath in her heart.So after giving Nancy a hard look, she walked towards the other direction of the long table without hesitation, and Nancy didn't waste any time talking to her, just lowered her head and cut the veal steak.

After Viola came to the other end of the long table, she quietly found a remote corner and sat down.

In all fairness, today's lunch at noon is considered rich, but Viola has no appetite at all.

"Clivet, Clearwater?" Just as Viola was sitting in the corner sullenly, another slightly deep voice suddenly came from behind her.

Viola had no choice but to turn her head subconsciously.

I saw Justin Finch of Hufflepuff was sitting in the seat behind her with a smile and looking at her, the freckles on his face were flushed with excitement, "What's wrong with you? It doesn't look good How about trying to tell us - I mean, McMillan would love to listen!"

McMillan?

...oh, Ernie MacMillan.

Viola, who understood the ins and outs of the matter, gave him a blank look, and then ignored the hot food on the table, just dropped the knife and fork in her hand and stood up without saying a word, Go in the direction of the auditorium exit.

"Where are you going, Clearwater?" Justin was obviously confused by Viola's sudden action, and hurriedly shouted at Viola's back.

"Go to the girls' bathroom!" Viola turned her head and made a face at him, "How about it, are you and McMillan coming along?"

Draco Malfoy was sitting at the very center of the Slytherin table. In front of him was the Ravenclaw table, then Hufflepuff, and finally the Gryffin whom he hated. many.

Pansy noticed that his silver-gray eyes were always looking straight ahead, and his thin lips were drawn into a smile from time to time, as if there was something interesting enough in front of him to make him laugh.

However, Pansy Parkinson decided that - whatever it was that was catching Draco's mind ahead, he shouldn't be leaving that fancy veal steak on his plate to dry.

"Draco, dear, what's the matter with you?" Pansy couldn't help coughing a few times after realizing the strangeness of her boyfriend, and then leaned over to him delicately and asked, "Why don't you eat your veal steak?" , is it not to your liking?"

Draco couldn't help but frowned slightly at this moment because of the pungent perfume on Pansy's body, but there was no dissatisfaction on his face.

"No, there isn't, Pansy."

"Really?" Pansy looked at him suspiciously and blinked, "Then what were you looking at just now? You didn't even bother to eat lunch?"

Only then did Draco realize something, and then he turned his eyes away from the front, and lowered his head to look at the food on the plate.

"...It's nothing." After a long time, he lowered his voice and replied quietly.

After hearing this, Pansy "hummed" with some dissatisfaction, and it seemed that she didn't quite believe Draco's words.

When Draco was sitting next to her without saying a word, cutting the steak on the plate, Pansy raised his head and quickly looked around the auditorium.Now the students of the four colleges are gathering together, chattering and chattering loudly, especially the group of Gryffindors on the opposite side, the high-pitched sound of talking is enough to make people feel extremely irritated inside.

She stretched out one hand to prop up her cheeks covered in makeup, and looked forward thoughtfully with her dark eyes.Suddenly, an uneasy thought flashed through Pansy's mind.

Maybe...Draco didn't look at the Gryffindor table just now.

Maybe it wasn't Potter that Draco was looking at.

So who is he looking at?

"Draco, I feel like my makeup is a bit off..." Pansy finally smiled again after being silent beside Draco for a long time, and said to him earnestly.

Draco just nodded slightly after hearing this, and did not raise any objections.

Pansy's expression seemed a little discouraged at that moment, but she didn't complain, but bent down and gently placed a kiss on Draco's cheek, then turned and left.

Draco sat in his seat expressionlessly, squinted his eyes, and watched Pansy slowly walking in the same direction as Viola left. For some reason, his heart was vaguely Feeling a little uneasy.

After Viola came to the bathroom, she first washed her face with icy cold water, then raised her head and stared blankly at the reflection in the mirror.Could Merlin tell her what Ernie MacMillan really liked about her?

Viola stared at the brown-haired, blue-eyed young girl in the mirror, and her expression looked very puzzled.Seeing this, Viola couldn't help but think, maybe there was really some difficult problem that stumped her?

To be honest, although she was very angry with Nancy, she had to admit that Nancy's criticism of her was actually quite reasonable.If you have to say that she has any qualities that are worthy of attracting the opposite sex, then beauty may be one of them.But Penello is also beautiful, and she is not only beautiful, but also has excellent grades.

In this way, Viola's "beautiful" is nothing special.

Besides, Viola blinked at the mirror, even though she was pretty, she was still quite pretty, and Viola had seen what real beauty was.A few years ago, there was a Beauxbaton student named Fleur Delacour—silver-haired, blue-eyed, snow-like skin, beautiful enough to please an angel's heart.

...Compared to her, all the beautiful girls in Hogwarts can only stand aside and cool off.

Next, Viola knocked on the door of a compartment in the bathroom with a heavy heart, then shut herself inside, and began to sit on the toilet and meditate like a "thinker" sculpture.

She remembered that Penelope said that the connotation of a person is far more important than the appearance of a person. If a person's heart is sinister, even if he has the best appearance, he cannot have a deep friendship with such a person.

Thinking of this, Viola couldn't help thinking of Draco Malfoy's pale and thin face.Does Malfoy count as a sinister person?seems like it.After all, he had always liked to intimidate and mock Muggle-born wizards in previous years.But... Viola thought about it carefully, apart from his vicious mouth, he didn't seem to have done anything outrageously bad?

Although he had just laughed at her in front of Professor Snape this morning.

Viola didn't know how long she had been sitting in the cubicle, but what was certain was that she must have spent a lot of time in it.Because when she looked down at her watch again, the hands on the watch had passed the time for the first class in the afternoon.

Seeing this, Viola sighed softly, then stood up, and stretched out her arms to open the door of the compartment.

"Huh? What's going on?" Just as Viola was about to push hard on the wooden door of the compartment, the closed wooden door couldn't be opened no matter how hard she pushed.

Strange... Logically speaking, the door of the compartment was indeed opened from the inside.So why can't she push the door open now?Could it be that the door is broken?

Or……

Or, someone locked the door with a spell from the outside!

This absurd guess filled Viola's heart with fear. She repeatedly knocked on the wooden door of the compartment in a panic, and at the same time yelled at the outside in as high a voice as possible: "Is anyone there? I'm locked inside! Yes!" Can no one come and help me?!"

silence.Silence was the only response to her.

Viola sighed in despair, then raised her head, her eyes were fixed on the top of the compartment and where the ceiling was.

If... if she stepped on the toilet seat and flipped out from here - would this work?

But no matter whether it is feasible or not, she can only do this at this moment!

Unexpectedly, at this moment, another sharp voice suddenly came from outside the compartment.

"You shameless Mudblood..." Viola heard the people outside the door say angrily, "Shameless, low-spirited thing! People like you should stay in the dirty gutter forever !" For some reason, this girl's voice sounded somewhat familiar to Viola.

Viola blinked in confusion, completely unaware of what happened outside the door, knocking on the door while trying to explain to the people outside: "Excuse me, Miss, I think there is something wrong between us. Is there some misunderstanding? Can you let me out first so we can have a good talk."

"What's there to talk about!" The people outside the door screamed hysterically, "You seduced my boyfriend... How dare a mudblood like you—"

Before Viola could open her mouth to defend herself, a basin of foul-smelling sewage poured down from Viola's head unexpectedly, filling her whole body with a loud "crash".The sewage flowed from her hair, along her black robe, to her toes.

But Pansy Parkinson, who was standing outside the door, seemed to still feel that she was not relieved enough, and after the sewage was completely sprinkled on Viola's body, she sarcastically said viciously: "Mudbloods should stink, shouldn't they?! I don't think there's anything in this world that suits you better, Mudblood Clearwater!"