[HP]Helen Pan

After returning to school, the most exciting thing is the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw.Since Gryffindor has lost to Hufflepuff once before, if we lose this time, Captain Wood will have to graduate with regret.

Fortunately, those disgusting dementors did not appear in this competition, and Harry finally won the golden snitch without any suspense.This was a long-awaited victory, and when the final whistle was blown by Mrs Hodge, the entire Gryffindor stands were boiling.That evening, we had a great get-together in the common room.The whole courtyard was cheering and celebrating, but Hermione sat alone with a book.I bumped into Ron, who was next to me, but he glanced at Hermione, then curled his lips and said reluctantly, "She just needs to read!"

Harry winked at me, then got up and tried to persuade Hermione to come along, but Ron started talking about all kinds of good things about Scabbers loudly, and Hermione turned and ran back to the room in anger.

"Ron!" I glared at the guy who was drinking butterbeer. "You narrow-minded! Do you think rats are more important than friends? Besides, Scabbers has lived long enough! I think he is almost dead." .”

God knows, a while ago, Ron's mouse had become emaciated, not to mention thinner, and it was constantly shedding pieces of hair.

"Yes!" George said, "Ron, Scabbers is old enough! Maybe it's luck that the cat eats him."

"That's right, you can die more quickly!" Fred said, throwing me a toad mint at the same time.

Ron took another gulp of beer without saying a word, and then said dully, "She didn't apologize to me! She never thought there was anything wrong with Crookshanks eating Scabbers!"

"There's nothing wrong with cats eating mice." Fred and George said in unison.

This little dispute did not break the joy of everyone celebrating the victory, but this joy did not last long.It came to an abrupt end that night.

That night, Ron claimed to have seen Sirius Black.He stood before him with a knife in his hand.

All of a sudden, the students in the whole school began to fall into some kind of panic again.

In the past few days, I found that before going to bed, in addition to studying the books of her chosen course, Hermione also began to study case files that were as thick as bricks.Out of curiosity, I asked her to find out that Buckbeak's hearing was scheduled for next Friday.

This startled me, and I thought I'd made some sort of rapport with Draco, that he'd agreed to give up the idea of ​​killing Buckbeak.

I waited in Slytherin on the way to the Great Hall early the next morning.Draco was still with Goyle and Crabbe, two fat guys, surrounded by them Draco looked particularly thin.

"Draco Malfoy!" I rushed up and grabbed his arm.

"...you!?" Draco looked surprised at first, but then laughed strangely after a while.It's like trying to be serious, but can't help but smile.

"What do you want me for?" Draco whispered, and at the same time pulled me back to a corner with less traffic.

"I thought you promised not to trouble Buckbeak!" I questioned, looking directly at Draco.

"Just for that?" Draco smacked the banister casually, looking extremely elegant.I leaned against the wall with my arms folded, trying to look as serious as possible.

"What do you think?" I asked back, my voice became a little louder, "I thought you weren't a person who doesn't count your words!"

"Who says I don't count?" Draco stared at me, with a bit of complaint in his tone, "My father has already submitted the proposal to the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures! Now I'm just going through the normal procedure. It's too late to repent! Why didn't you say it earlier?" He raised his eyebrows, looking at him as if I had done something wrong.

I looked left and right at the passing crowd, then walked closer to Draco, lowered my voice and said in disbelief, "Are you blaming me?"

"You're blocking me here just because of Hagrid's brute?" Draco asked again, sounding annoyed.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you!" I gave him a fierce look, then turned around and strode out from the corner of the stairs.

After a few days like this, Hermione finally got the news from Hagrid about Buckbeak's trial.

It was sentenced to death.

But there was at least one good thing about this incident, which was that it contributed to Hermione and Ron's reconciliation.

In the following days, we lived slowly under the shadow of Sirius Black's possible murder at any time and anywhere, but there were also exciting things, that is, we defeated the Slytherin team and won the Quidditch Cup, This is a long-lost victory for Gryffindor.

It's a pity that the happy mood didn't last long, and was washed away by the upcoming exam.The final exam was a big challenge for everyone, even George and Fred had to hold back and study hard because of the OWLs.

The last exam is the Divination class exam.Professor Trelawney asked us to climb up to her attic one by one to take the exam.And Buckbeak's execution day happened to be today.Harry and the others took the test before me, so they went to Hagrid's hut first, and I followed behind, knowing that we can't let Hagrid face this trial alone.

"Hey! Where's your friend?" Michael suddenly rushed out from the corner of the stairs.

I was about to go through the passage behind the one-eyed witch statue, when Michael suddenly appeared and scared me a lot.He hurriedly dragged me to the corner of the stairs, but he was out of breath and unable to utter a complete sentence.

"What friends? Are you referring to Harry and the others? You're talking!" I looked at Michael inexplicably. He looked as tired as if he had run a marathon.But his anxious look easily aroused my tension.

"I...I...was just taking the exam..." Michael faltered as he tightened his grip on my arm.

"What happened during your exam? What happened?" I put my hand on his shoulder to try to calm him down.

"I saw something ominous in the crystal ball during my divination exam!" Michael stared, with a terrified expression, and the usual playful smile was completely gone from his pretty face.

"Ominous!?"

"Yes! Ominous!" repeated Michael. "I saw it in the crystal ball. Today will be a special day. The Savior will meet the guy who framed his parents today. I also saw the big dog growling and walking around. Fleeing rats and wolves, wolves howling under the moon..." As he spoke, Michael became softer and began to tremble unconsciously, his voice seemed so panicked, as if he had fallen into the trap of his own prophecy middle.

"I saw blood, and groups of dementors!" He leaned on his shoulders, trying to stabilize his emotions, he swallowed and smiled calmly, "Of course, you know, this Or it could be a mistake, I made a wrong prediction."

"You told Professor Trelawney that? Did she say you were right?" I asked anxiously.

"No!" Michael shook his head. "She won't believe me. What I told her was another forecast about the weather. She was very satisfied after hearing it. I think my divination will be full... Hey! Where are you going?" Michael yelled behind me.

"Of course to find Professor Dumbledore!"

I glanced back at him, then went back and dragged him away.Since we didn't know the password of the principal's office, we could only sit on the stone steps at the door and wait quietly.

"It's too late to wait any longer! Maybe we can ask Professor McGonagall!" I stood up and stomped my feet, then decided to leave.

"Wait! The headmaster should be in Hagrid's cabin now!" Michael pulled me back, he stood up straight, his eyes were bright and shining, "Remember? Today is Buckbeak's execution day , he should be there to supervise..."

Before he could finish speaking, I hurriedly dragged him out.We have to go to Hagrid's cabin right now.As we walked out of the hallway, we almost bumped into Professor Snape oncoming.

"Go back to your common room! Now! Immediately! Immediately!" Professor Snape barely stopped to look at us.He should have just walked out of Professor Lupine's office.However, seeing the wind on the soles of his feet when he walked, and his tightly pursed lips, I knew he was in a fit of anger, and it would be absolutely unwise to provoke him now.Besides, whenever it was related to Harry, it was always easy to arouse his disgust.

Just as we walked past Professor Lupine's office, Michael's footsteps suddenly slowed down.

"Wait for me!" He said, without looking back, he got into the office with the door ajar.

"What are you doing?" I followed him in, looking at Michael with my hips akimbo rummaging around on Professor Lupin's desk like a mole, "What are you looking for?"

"My electronic dictionary." Michael looked up at me. "Lupine took it away two weeks ago. I think it's time he returned it to me."

"Can't you come back at another time?" I couldn't laugh or cry, "Take your time, I have to go to the principal now..."

"Hey! Helen! Come and see what this is!" Michael yelled in surprise from behind me again, and I subconsciously took back the steps I was going to take.

"Look at this!" Michael grabbed my hand and dragged me back, then slipped a piece of parchment into my hand.

"Look at this!" Michael looked at me eagerly, he licked his lips, then pointed to the parchment, "Look here! Sirius Black, this is Ron! And... and Peter Pettigrew? "

I saw three dots marked with names on the paper moving rapidly.

and many more!

If I remember correctly, didn't Pettigrew die on the same day as Harry's parents?He also died at the hands of Sirius Black.I remember his bravery and earned him the Order of Merlin...

I glanced sideways at Michael and he looked at me with the same horror on his face.

"Hurry up!" I stuffed the parchment into my pocket and quickly walked to the window and pushed it open, then climbed up on all hands and feet, "I have to find Dumbledore quickly! You stay in school, you can't go anywhere Don't go!" As I said that, I jumped out of the window, and Alexander appeared like a flash of lightning, catching me falling down in time.

"Hey! Helen! Hurry up and help me!" I looked up and saw Michael struggling to hold on to the window sill of Lupin's office from the outside, about to fall from there.I hurriedly urged Alexander to fly back to catch the crumbling Michael.

"Grab my waist!" I took Michael's hand and put it on my waist, then I turned around and asked him, "Didn't I tell you to stay there? Are you crazy?"

"No!" Michael shook his head with a smile, "I think this event should be very exciting, so I want to participate."

"You're crazy." I rolled my eyes, and at the same time turned Alexander's head so that he flew in the direction of Hagrid's cabin.

"I'm not crazy!"