[hp] Mr. Lion and Miss Griffin

When everyone has calmed down a bit, we see the so-called "dementors".

Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle, and the captain of the Slytherin team, Marcus Flint, lay in a heap on the ground, all struggling to free themselves from their hooded black robes.It was as if Malfoy had once stood on Goyle's shoulders.Bending over them with an expression of utter fury on his face was Professor McGonagall.

"Despicable means!" she cried. "Conspiracy to frame the Gryffindor Seeker. Obscenity and cowardice! You will all be punished and fifty points from Slytherin house! Tell Professor Dumbledore, yes! Ah, here he comes!"

My aunt must be very angry. She is a veteran Quidditch fan, and she can't understand such low-level methods.

"The party! The common room of Gryffindor House, right now! Do you want to come together?" George looked at me with bright eyes.

"You are really big enough to invite the loser to your celebration party." I scolded him with a smile, "But I agreed."

Percy called Penello, I called Aurora, and a few guys from our team went.As for Malfoy?Who cares.

The party lasted for a day and continued into the evening.Fred and George had been missing for two hours, returning with bottles of Butterbeer, fizzy pumpkin juice, and huge bags of Honeydukes sweets.

Only one person was not at the party.Hermione sat disbelievingly in a corner, trying to read a huge tome called Life and Social Habits of a British Muggle Household.I saw Harry go up to her and talk to her, and they looked at Ron together.Ron picked the moment and said aloud, "If Scabbers hadn't been eaten, he could have eaten a few of these Fudge flies, which he's always loved—" Hermione cried.Before Harry could say or do anything, she tucked the large book under her arm and ran, sobbing, up the stairs to the girls' dormitory, where it disappeared.

Aurora also noticed the commotion over there, she rolled her eyes fiercely, and said loudly: "Someone always thinks his pet is more important than his friends!" Then she ran to catch up with Hermione.

I don't understand why she reacted so much, in my opinion, although I don't agree with Ron's approach, I can understand, he just wants Hermione to apologize to him, and then he will be happy and make up with her up.

Maybe she knows something inside that I don't?

Aurora and I were sent back to Ravenclaw Tower by my aunt who forcefully broke into the waiting room and asked us to stop celebrating. Aurora said that Hermione was not in a good mood yet, and she said that Crookshanks was only smart. Cat, didn't eat that damn mouse.

I thought about it.

Early the next morning, we heard that Sirius Black had broken into the Gryffindor common room the night before.With lingering fears, George told me that luckily I was sent back.Aurora's complexion was not very good.

"What was he doing? Looking for Harry?" I asked.

"It should be, but he seems to have found the wrong place. He appeared on little Ronnie's bed." This made Aurora's face even worse.

"...That's it."

I feel very wrong.

Almost everyone thought that the murderer was in the wrong place.

I just looked at Aurora, "Promise me, stay safe."

I don't know exactly what she was doing to get involved with Sirius Black, but I trust her judgment.

She looked at me in surprise, nodded and agreed to my request.

The weather was fine that day, and the match between Gryffindor and Slytherin was also going on on this day.

This was the dirtiest match I've ever seen, and Mrs. Hooch went berserk, "You deceitful bastard!" Lee Jordan yelled into the microphone, jumping out of his aunt's reach. "You dirty, deceitful bastard—" Auntie didn't even bother to stop him.She was pumping her fists in Malfoy's direction, her hat fell off, and she was also screaming furiously.

Harry seemed to spot the Snitch, but Malfoy was ahead of him. "Quick! Quick! Quick!" Harry urged the fire.He was catching up to Malfoy..Bol hit him with a Bludger, and Harry ducked on his broomstick..He was up to Malfoy's ankles..Parallel to him..Harry was all over Leaping forward, both hands were off the broomstick.He knocked Malfoy's arm away, and then—"That's right!" He stopped his descent, hands up, and the grandstand exploded.Harry flew above the crowd with a strange ringing in his ears.He gripped the little golden ball, and it flapped its wings hopelessly between his fingers.

Oliver seemed to be going crazy. He grabbed Harry's neck and sobbed uncontrollably on his shoulder.Fred and George bump into Harry, then Angelina, Alicia and Katie's voices: "We've won the trophy! We've won the trophy!" His voice was hoarse, and he just returned to the ground.

I also went up to celebrate them. Oliver was crying blindly, but I saw my aunt crying worse than him.

Oliver shook my shoulders and yelled at me, "We won! Evie! I did it!" Then he gave me a big hug and out of the corner of my eye I saw George laughing and saying to Fred, "I Just give him this one chance!"

Then Harry made his way to the stands, where Dumbledore stood waiting, the huge Quidditch trophy in his hand.He held the trophy high.

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After the game, everyone was happy for a while, and then they got busy, because the exam was coming, Fred and George would take the 0 exam this year. w． Ls exam.The two of them have also learned a lot, and I will give them some basics when I have time.

After finally finishing the exam, Aurora was not happy, she was visibly anxious, maybe her plan was not going well, and I planned to help her.

The Forbidden Forest is quite noisy today. I heard that a Hippogriff was about to be executed, but it escaped under Fudge’s nose. I bet it’s [-]% related to Harry and the others, but that’s not what I care about Yes, what I care about is later.Aurora walked towards the Whomping Willow mysteriously, and I followed her not too far away, watching her hit the Whomping Willow with a stone, and then she entered the Whomping Willow intact, Maybe I can ask her later if she can tell the twins about it.They kept thinking about how to play with the Whomping Willow.

Standing in the shadows of the Forbidden Forest, I saw Crookshanks running after Ron's rats, and a huge black dog dragged Ron into the Whomping Willow, and they were beaten badly, It was a huge contrast with Aurora's indifference.

I knew that Aurora could handle her affairs well, so I just stood here silently, observing the development of the matter, like a hunting eagle, staring at its prey.

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