[HP] Liar

Chap.37

"...Viola, are you okay?" When Luna's worried voice reached Viola's right ear, Viola opened her sleepy eyes in a daze.

"I, I fell asleep again?"

"Yes." Luna pursed her lips, and replied with some helplessness, "Divination class is halfway through, and you can't hold it anymore. Fortunately, Professor Trelawney's condition is not very good today— — That's why she didn't realize that the two of us were actually deserting the whole time today."

After Luna finished speaking, Viola subconsciously cast her gaze on Professor Sybill Trelawney standing in front of the podium.Sure enough, Professor Trelawney looked clearly a little off this morning.In the past, although this maverick professor was talking all day long, the expression on her face never looked as frightened as it is now—as if some bad luck will come in the next second It's like being in this classroom.

"Oh, come on, Professor Trelawney has always been like this." At this moment, another Hufflepuff boy sitting opposite Viola waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "Everyone, you have all been It's fifth grade, don't you understand this?"

The other Hufflepuffs in the classroom listened to his words, and after thinking for a moment, they also nodded in agreement with him.

As for the Ravenclaws in the classroom except Viola and Luna?They didn't seem to have the time to care about Professor Trelawney's "physical condition" at all.

Viola sighed softly, and looked at the watch on her left wrist - there were still 5 full minutes before the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

And within these 5 minutes, Viola couldn't help recalling what happened last night.

It wasn't until Merlin knew what kind of cramp she had in her head last night that she inexplicably asked Draco if he was a Death Eater.Because even if Draco chose to tell her himself that he was actually a real Death Eater, Viola wouldn't believe it.That being the case, then what's the point of his abrupt and nonsensical actions?

Thinking of this, Viola rolled her eyes, but the faces of Nancy and Luna suddenly flashed in her mind.

"Although I don't think Malfoy is a Death Eater, his father is, isn't he?" Nancy said.

"I don't know, Viola," as for Luna, she said, "but Harry has always been convinced that Draco Malfoy was a Death Eater."

……

These words sounded so ridiculous, and Viola never took such "exhortation" to heart at first.But once the seed of doubt is planted in the heart, it will take root and sprout sooner or later over time, and eventually grow into a "towering tree".

I wanted to hear Draco veto these gossips with his own mouth—so, that's what Viola told herself at the time.

Viola remembered that when she plucked up the courage to ask that question, Draco's face sank at first, but an obvious change occurred immediately.

He couldn't help but burst out laughing at the end.

"...What are you laughing at?" Draco's ridicule made Viola feel humiliated, "Is it that funny?"

"Who told you that, about me being a Death Eater?" After Draco finally calmed down, he took a deep breath, looked at her playfully and asked, "Potter? ? I think I can imagine only him doing that."

"No, it's not actually Harry." Viola replied, "It's just that Luna and Nancy are a little worried about me—"

"Has your brain been eaten by a troll, Clearwater?" Draco interrupted before Viola could finish speaking, "If it's a Death Eater, he's staying in the same room, what do you think he'll do?"

"Will... hurt me? Cast a jinx on me?"

Draco nodded slightly with a blank expression, and then said: "And if I want to do this to you, will I still spend a lot of time entangled with you for a long time, and finally wait until today?" Viola didn't speak, just nervously Biting his lips tightly with his white teeth, Draco could only sigh when he saw this: "If you still don't believe me, I can show you my arm, but there will definitely not be that symbolic Dark Mark there."

"No, there's no need." Unexpectedly, in the end, it would be Viola who rejected Draco's proposal, "There is no need to worry about it, I believe in you, Draco."

I believe you, at heart, are a good person with a kind heart.

I trust you, you won't lie to me.

But that afternoon, Viola couldn't find Draco no matter what.

As a bitch wizard, she naturally didn't have the courage to go to the cellar of Slytherin on her own initiative - to her, doing so was tantamount to a sheep entering the tiger's mouth, even if Viola was dazzled by love If you have a clear mind, you won't do such a stupid thing.

In the past, Viola and Draco would contact each other by sending notes to each other through owls or by making appointments to meet at the door of the Room of Requirement.However, tonight, when Viola waited until eight o'clock in the evening and came to the door of the Room of Requirement, she saw no one.

Viola, who was let go, was still unwilling to give up completely, and stood in the same place without saying a word until eight o'clock, sullenly, and chose to give up persistence.

Maybe Draco was just put off by something.

Although she knew that thinking like this was tantamount to deceiving herself, Viola kept chanting this sentence in her heart until she returned to Ravenclaw's girls' dormitory.

The weather looks particularly bad tonight.

"God, I bet it will definitely rain tonight." As soon as Viola walked into the door, she saw Nancy drawing the sea-blue curtains in the bedroom anxiously, "Look at the sky outside ——It’s just a piece of blackness.”

Sophia, who came to visit the door, also slightly nodded her head in agreement after hearing this: "By this afternoon, it was already more than half dark."

"I really hope tomorrow's outdoor activities won't be canceled because of the heavy rain." Nancy sighed.

Viola, who was so depressed in her heart, did not intend to join the conversation between Nancy and Sophia, but unexpectedly, before she had time to remain silent for a few minutes, a sharp and piercing voice suddenly came from Nancy's direction .I saw Nancy looking out of the window in horror, her right arm continued to point to the dark clouds outside and trembling, muttering something in her mouth: "You...you look...you look at that!"

Viola looked out of the window subconsciously.

*That thing, it was there—hanging over the school: that dazzling green skeleton with a snake-like tongue sticking out of its mouth, whenever Death Eaters break into a building, wherever Wherever a person is killed, a mark like this will be left behind. *

And these "common senses" were exactly what Draco had repeatedly told her before.

For a moment, Viola felt as if her throat was being restrained by an invisible big hand, making it impossible for her to breathe.A certain horrible conjecture that had been buried deep in her heart for a long time finally rose from the bottom of her heart at this moment, and finally shattered the few traces of luck and love she had left.

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