[HP] Liar

Chap.7

The Hogwarts Great Hall in the evening is always as noisy as it is now.

The Hufflepuff and Gryffindor students were gathering to discuss the recent Quidditch match that was in full swing.Although the Slytherin students didn't look as excited as they were, many of them were whispering about the game situation.Even Ravenclaw, who has always been calm and quiet, couldn't help the appearance of a few students and participated in the discussions of the other three colleges.

While Viola was cutting the steak on her plate, she turned her head and planned with Luna the "Journey to Hogsmeade" that would start soon.As for their other roommate, Nancy Jones, she is now sitting at the Gryffindor table opposite.

"Viola, guess what I heard the Gryffindors say just now?"

About 10 minutes later, Nancy finally walked slowly from the long table in Gryffindor to Ravenclaw's seat, and at the same time looked at Viola who was dealing with the steak and asked.

Viola raised her head and blinked her eyes wonderingly: "What did you say?"

"They said that Harry is going to recruit new players this semester, and he's still the captain!" Nancy said excitedly and hopefully, "Harry is really amazing! I swear, no matter what happens on the day of the game, I will Definitely going to watch Harry play."

After hearing this, Viola just gave a soft "oh", in fact, she was not surprised by Nancy's reaction at all.

As early as the first grade, Nancy wrote a ranking for the seniors. At that time, the person who ranked first in the ranking was the former Hogwarts warrior——Cedric Diggory.

But later... such an unfortunate incident happened to Senior Diggory, so neither Viola nor Nancy mentioned it again.

But Viola knew that Nancy had actually always admired Harry Potter.

No, to be more precise, Nancy has always admired those outstanding and handsome boys.

"Dean Thomas from Gryffindor asked me who I thought would win the final," Nancy continued, at the same time, continuing her elaboration, "although I'd love to support our own house... But I still bet on Harry to win."

Hearing this, Viola couldn't help but reminded with a wry smile: "Nancy, the captain of our academy will be sad when he hears this."

"It can't be helped, Viola." Nancy said, "Who called Harry the 'savior'? He is the only one who has ever defeated You-Know-Who!"

Viola shrugged, but did not agree with this point of view.

Although everyone likes to refer to the 16-year-old boy as Harry Potter, the boy who lived.But Viola always had an inexplicable intuition—she always felt that Harry didn't like this nickname very much.

Speaking of Viola's roommate, Nancy, in fact, Nancy Jones, like most young girls, is a person who is a little hot for 3 minutes.

Now Nancy, who is in the fifth grade, yearns so much to have a story with Harry Potter, and Viola also clearly remembers that Nancy, who is in the third grade, once admired Harry Potter’s deadly enemy—De Raco Malfoy.

"Oh...you said that, I was not sensible at that time."

Now, whenever Viola teased Nancy about this, Nancy would justify herself by saying: "I've been completely disillusioned with Malfoy since I found out he was a racist."

"Will you go to a Quidditch match, Viola?"

Just as Viola was sitting on the seat and thinking wildly, Luna's erratic voice interrupted Viola's thoughts.

Viola was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, she said, "Maybe, it depends on the situation."

Nancy glanced at Luna, and said lightly: "Viola always said to look at the situation, but in fact she never went to a Quidditch match. Lovegood, you should know this."

After hearing Nancy's words, Viola couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.Because what Nancy said was true.

She wasn't as fanatical about Quidditch as most people were, but she wasn't obnoxious either.It's just that she would rather stay in her dormitory to complete a sketch than spend an afternoon watching a Quidditch match.

"Oh, really?" Luna blinked, and she didn't seem to be shocked by Nancy's words at all, "I will also go to Harry's game, Viola. And I also want to support Gryffindor."

At this moment, Viola saw that the corners of Nancy's mouth twitched in obvious displeasure.

No wonder, after all, Nancy never liked Luna, not to mention that Luna would do the same thing with her that day.

After dinner, some Ravenclaws chose to go to the library to continue their studies, while others returned to the common room.

Viola Clearwater, on the other hand, belongs to the third category.

"Nancy, have you seen where Viola has gone?"

Nancy Jones and her good friend Sophia Harris are sitting in the common room playing wizard chess, while Luna Lovegood is sitting beside them quietly watching the "battle" between the two .

At this time, Roger Davis, the Quidditch captain of Ravenclaw College, was walking towards them, with a look of eagerness on his face.

"Viola?" Nancy heard Davis' voice, she couldn't help but stop her hands, and looked at Davis in surprise, "She went out...why, what do you want to do with her? ?”

"Well," Davis said, "can't Viola draw? I wanted her to draw a picture of everyone on the team so we could post them in the common room." Cheer up the players."

Nancy nodded slightly after hearing this, "She should be back in an hour."

"Maybe two hours," added Sophia, who sat across from Nancy. "She went for two hours once."

"Two hours?!" Davis sounded a little dissatisfied, obviously thinking that this time was too long, "What is she going to do?"

"Is this the first day you know her, Davis?" Nancy couldn't help laughing and mocking, "Viola has always been like this, and she disappears at night."

"What the hell is she going to do?" Davis asked again.

Nancy shrugged her shoulders and replied, "Who knows." After speaking, she glanced at Luna meaningfully, and then looked at Davis's face again.

"Perhaps you could ask Lovegood," Nancy said to Davis. "After all, they're inseparable friends, don't you, Lovegood?"

Luna smiled and did not deny it. After hearing what Nancy said, Davis had no choice but to turn his head in the direction where Luna was.

He tried to adjust his tone, tried to make himself appear more sincere, and asked, "Luna, do you know where Viola has gone?"

Luna stretched out her hand and raised her chin, her face gradually showing a distressed expression.

After a while, she finally spoke faintly: "Maybe——Viola is just too full, and she needs to take a walk outside, because this way her stomach won't growl in the middle of the night."