[HP]Helen Pan

By the way, I haven't seen my uncle since the Yule Ball, and it looks like my grandfather said something to him, which is a big relief anyway.

In the past, my grandfather's attitude towards him was always vague, but this time he seriously asked me to stay away from my uncle. The reason is very simple. I am the only heir of the Pan family, so I must not have any accidents.He hoped that I would study hard and manage my life well.When I saw the letter he gave me, I almost wanted to cry. I actually misunderstood my grandfather. He has always been such a kind and kind elder.

Yes, he has always been like this.

The special investigative operations team formed by Umbridge needs to meet every night, and meeting Draco so frequently makes me feel suffocated.

Every night watching Hermione and I leave the common room one after another, Ginny would hold her face mournfully and say that she was abandoned by us.Such frequent outings will naturally attract Hermione's attention. She asked me what I was doing. I think if I told her that I was going to Umbridge's office to drink tea and chat, she would probably be nervous, but if I didn't tell her, it would be very difficult for me in the future. I felt conflicted that she would probably suspect my motives if she knew, so I just told her I was going on a date with Draco.

I'm telling the truth, when the investigative operations team is on patrol, we'll find a corner to hang out with.But it feels weird, I can't say what's different, but it makes people feel uncomfortable.Since the feeling between me and Draco has suddenly become dry, we have been speechless, as if saying anything is superfluous.

After seeing him talking and laughing with that Astoria a few times, I couldn't help asking about their relationship.But if I really ask that, I feel like a jealous woman, no, a jealous woman, a yellow-faced woman who is full of control.So I will keep persuading myself to be calm, because if I interfere too much in his life, I may arouse his resentment.But on the contrary, he is always interfering with me, and my complaints always attract his irony.

Is this fair?

By the way, my mother said that there is always no fairness in relationships.

But when she said this, she must not have known that her daughter was the one who lost completely.

Harry used to go to Snape's office at night after he went back to school during the Christmas holidays, and he told us that Snape was giving him extra lessons.I think this incident is amazing, because Professor Snape has never given a single tutor to any student.

What's more, Harry and Snape didn't want to get along, could it be that they reconciled, or that Harry's Potions class was so bad that there was no cure?

I asked Hermione, but her answer was a bit evasive.

She was making scarves for the elves at the time, and she went about her business without looking up, speaking in a perfunctory tone.She said, "He said they were making up lessons, and that was making up lessons. There's no need for Harry to lie, is there?"

I felt that she must be hiding something from me, so I sat down next to her with a smile, nudged her with my elbow as usual, and then reached out to stop her movement, "Speak seriously! Don't lie to me."

"Helen." Hermione finally stopped what she was doing and looked up at me, but her eyes were too serious.Hermione has always been a serious person, but her seriousness always gives people a strong sense of oppression, and at this moment I deeply feel this oppression with accusations, as if I said something that should not What he said made a big mistake, "Really, this is about the Order of the Phoenix, I can't tell you too much. How did Harry tell others, then you are the answer we can give you, other than that Nothing else to say."

Hearing her answer, I suddenly hated myself for asking the bottom line for no reason, and felt stuffy in my heart, because I finally degenerated in the hearts of these three guys to the point where I was covered by words like 'everyone'.

But after thinking about it carefully, this is understandable.I didn't take any risks with them, and even every time they wanted to do something, I chose to calm down or retreat and choose the position of a bystander more often.

I think, no one would want such a bad and disloyal friend.

It suddenly occurred to me that I was still in the name of the Special Investigations Team, and it seemed like I was asking Umbridge some questions.But after remembering my original intention, I felt a sense of astringency in my heart, so I reminded Hermione in a low voice before turning around and leaving, "Hermione, D·A don't arrange any more activities recently." Um Richie was on a high, patrolling the aisles with Mr. Filch every night for every night-walking student and punishing them viciously, as if it gave her the greatest satisfaction.

"Helen!" Hermione stood up suddenly, and her tone became harsh. She stared at me with an almost hostile look, as if she wanted to argue with me in an aggressive manner.

"I know you don't agree with us forming such a group, including your friend Michael! But you have no right to stop us from doing something to fight the Dark Lord!" Hermione's brown eyes were unprecedentedly severe, which made me feel so strange .

At this moment, the door of the dormitory was pushed open, and it was Ginny who entered.She looked at us in amazement when we were at war, carefully put the book down on the desk, and then smiled at us awkwardly, "Are you... arguing?"

"Of course not!" Hermione stretched out her hand to stroke her hair, as if realizing her gaffe, she flickered for a moment, then smiled shyly at me, "Helen, you know that there have been a lot of things lately... So I'm... sorry."

"It's okay." I smiled indifferently, then picked up the books that were pretending to be books and shook them at them, "I'm going to the library, I'll be back later." I opened the door and walked out. Going to the library has become a cover for attending investigative team meetings.

I sneaked back all the way to see if anyone noticed me, and then cautiously ran into the corridor where Umbridge's office was located like a thief, and accidentally bumped into the person in front of me.

"What are you idiot doing?! Didn't you see us?" Draco gave me a critical look, and he looked me over from head to toe, like a silent sarcasm.

Instead of Goyle and Crabbe, Draco was on a Slytherin Quidditch team.I had some impression of him, his name seemed to be Warrington or something, anyway, he was very thick, with acne all over his face, he looked like a kind of moving hill.And this hill gave me a wretched smile, and then nudged Draco with his elbow, "Look at the stupid Gryffindor girl, she has a good figure, but it's a pity that there is no brain in her head, use it for fun It's the most suitable for playing!" As he said, he touched his chin, and the sticky and disgusting eyes like tentacles made my skin crawl.

"Niu!" He jumped at me and picked his chin, as if he was about to reach out to me.

Draco slapped his hand away suddenly, and looked at him with disgusted eyes like looking at garbage, "You idiot! You can like such a woman! Look at her stupid look, Can you be in heat with a female beast? I warn you to stay away from her, and be careful of being infected with that stupid Gryffindor virus!" He said, pulling him away.

I convinced myself that Draco was trying to defend me, but his words were a continuation of his usual sarcastic line.But I can't ignore his last mean look, that look of contempt is almost branded in my heart.My eyes suddenly became hot, and my nose counted. I stood still and looked at the backs of those two people, then silently lowered my head.

Recently a Hufflepuff girl got close to Michael, which made me distance myself from Michael more and more.I kept seeing him with that girl who seemed so clingy that I didn't get a chance to say a word to Michael for a long time.I suddenly began to think, Harry and I always have classes in the same classroom, and Draco has communication tools such as double-sided mirrors and whispering parchment, but the relationship between me and Michael is so weak that As for me, I couldn't find any other means of communication other than interviews.

If that's the case, can I still say he's my best friend at this school?

Despite the new year, Hogwarts is still gloomy under the dark cloud of Umbridge.In the corridor at night, apart from the ghosts passing through the walls from time to time, there is only the cold wind blowing freely in the corridor.The wind seemed to be able to blow through the cloak, into the collar, into the skin, and straight into the bone.But I still have to follow the established route as if going through the motions. Occasionally catching a few night-swimming students will make him feel very excited. little boy.

But what right do I have to accuse him of being naive?

I am the same age as him, am I not?

Maybe I'm naive too, but I didn't realize it myself.

Just when I was distracted thinking about some messy things, Draco who was walking ahead suddenly stopped.He turned his head to look at me, and glanced at me with the corners of his eyes, which made him look very charming.I don't know if that's the right word to describe a boy, but I can't think of anything else.

Just when I thought he was going to scold me again, he stretched out his hand silently, and then accurately found my hand in his palm.His palms were also cold, but such an urgent force made me feel a little warm.

In the dark corridor, we just walked one after the other, holding hands, without speaking.This should be a very warm atmosphere, but I feel hopeless and want to cry.

The days are so boring, everyone seems to have slowly realized that I am doing something for Umbridge, so they always alienate me intentionally or unintentionally.At first I didn't realize it, but one day when class was over, the hallway was crowded with people, but the seat next to me was empty, and I belatedly realized that I had become a lone ranger.

It's pretty cool... isn't it?

Another month passed in a blink of an eye, and many things must have happened in school during this month.Because Umbridge continued to issue new regulations issued by the magic cloth, those densely packed regulations almost occupied one wall of Hogwarts.

In the recently ordered instruction, the teacher is not allowed to disclose any information to the students except the course information taught.In other words, teachers and students are isolated by Umbridge, but what is she doing it for?

I remember that day when I participated in employment counseling, I told Professor McGonagall very seriously that I would go to a Muggle school for further study after leaving Hogwarts.At that time, she and Umbridge beside her were all shocked. Umbridge even squeezed his throat and asked me why I didn't work in the Ministry of Magic?She said that she thought I should inherit my grandfather's work, and even planned to write so on the materials left behind.This made me a little angry, what is she, why should she interfere in my life?

I remember that I reached out and patted off her pen, and then I went to the office to drink tea because of her love.She gave me a pen and told me not to offend the professor a hundred times...

I still remember the feeling of being pierced by something like a needle. This is undoubtedly a kind of corporal punishment that should be banned. I swear that one day I will let her be punished for her actions.

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