[HP] Blast! Word Small Universe

"Potter! Weasley! Could you please pay attention?" Professor McGonagall's annoyed voice crackled like a whip through Thursday's Transfiguration classroom, causing both Harry and Ron to look up.Just now Harry and Ron were going back and forth in the back row of the classroom with two fake wands invented by Fred and George, and they were fighting swordsmanship.This made Professor McGonagall extremely annoyed, and she continued, "Can Potter and Weasley behave age-appropriately?" Then, she gave them both an angry look, and then scanned all the students in the classroom : "I have a few words for you all - the Yule Ball is coming - a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and a great opportunity for us to mingle with foreign guests. Well, the Ball is only for Open to students above the fourth grade—though if you wish, you can invite a junior—”

When Professor McGonagall said this, Lavender Brown, who was sitting in front of Jane, let out a harsh smirk.Parvati Patil poked her hard and whispered something to her, and both girls turned to look at Harry.

Even if Jane didn't need to hear the conversation between the two, she could guess what they were talking about—they must want to invite Harry to be their dance partner.

Poor Harry.Jane sighed secretly in her heart.

"Put on your dress robes, the ball will be in the Great Hall on Christmas Day at eight o'clock and ends at twelve midnight. Listen - the Yule Ball certainly gives us the opportunity to - um - let our hair down and relax. said Professor McGonagall in a disapproving tone, which made Lavender laugh even harder.Professor McGonagall ignored the weird laughter in the classroom and continued: "But that doesn't mean that we will relax our behavior requirements for Hogwarts students. I will be devastated that the school has lost face."

After the get out of class bell rang, Professor McGonagall called to Harry who was about to leave.

At this time, after Jane learned the news about the Christmas ball, she felt that she couldn't stay in the corridor and wait for Harry and the others to have dinner together. She said to Ron and Hermione in a panic: "I'll go Go to the library, I have something important to do."

After finishing speaking, Jane left without caring about Ron muttering to her back: "But dinner is coming soon, and she will miss the time."

Hermione looked at Jane's back and shrugged thoughtfully: "I think she can solve this problem."

After being separated from Harry and the others, Jane ran directly to the cellar.Snape hadn't finished class yet, so Jane opened the door and went in.Thanked her for getting the password to open the door from Snape, otherwise she would have to wait for him outside the door again.

Perhaps because the potion brewed today was very complicated, Snape dismissed get out of class a lot late.Jane sat in her own chair, waiting for Snape to appear.Her heart was boiling about the Yule Ball that Professor McGonagall had said, and she felt that her dancing partner had to be Snape - there was no one better than him to be her dancing partner.

She sat there quietly, the flames in the fireplace crackled and swayed like a dancer's skirt.Jane does not deny that at this moment her inner excitement and apprehension coexist, as if she is about to experience a thrilling adventure game.

But soon after she sat in the chair for half an hour, she suddenly realized that if she invited Snape, then everyone would know about their relationship... Snape would never agree She did it - he never thought of making their relationship public, and she...doesn't plan to make it public at the moment...

So when Snape returned to his office, Jane sat silently watching the flames flickering in the fireplace.Completely different from usual, Jane didn't seem to respond at all to his appearance, as if she didn't know he was back at all.This made Snape wonder if something was wrong, and then he quickly remembered about the Yule Ball - so she was actually sitting here intending to invite him to dance?

"I don't think there'd be a troll running out of it to entertain you if you kept staring at my fireplace." Snape thought for a moment if Jane was really foolish enough to invite him to some goddamn Yule ball. How should he refuse, while untiing his cloak and hanging it on the hanger beside him.

Jane still looked at the flames in the fireplace without turning her head: "I was just thinking..."

"Thinking? I hope you can think of something useful, not some unrealistic fantasy that makes people laugh out loud." Snape said.

Jane took a deep breath, looked back at Snape who was standing there looking at her, and laughed: "I was just thinking, why Muggles can't accept magic."

Snape froze for a moment, he thought that Jane would say something about inviting him to the Christmas ball, but the reality was often beyond his expectation, she didn't seem to intend to speak at all.

"The topic of Muggle research two days ago, I haven't finished my thesis yet—" Jane shrugged, looked at Snape, and said innocently: "You know, I'm not a real human being, so I don't have the talent to understand why Muggles are so anti-magic."

For some reason, Snape felt as if a piece of expired bread had been stuffed into his stomach, which made him very uncomfortable. Facing Jane's question, he stood there looking at her expressionlessly: "That's Because they stupidly denied everything beyond their cognition, they couldn't accept that there was a group of people stronger than them."

"Maybe." Jane stood up from the chair, the flames of the fireplace warmed her up, and she could feel the fluffy and warm pants while standing there.Without looking at Snape, she strode past him.She came to the chair next to Snape's desk and picked up her schoolbag, lowered her head and said, "I think I'd better go to the library."

With that said, Jane planned to leave.

But when she walked past Snape again, Snape suddenly felt that he reached out and grabbed her uncontrollably.

Snape felt that he was sober, and felt that his reason was completely outside his body, because his hand was not unified by his brain and pulled Jane: it was a wrong move, and he would make it again and again. wrong.

"Are you really thinking about your Muggle Studies paper?" Snape heard his own voice, calm, low, as soft as a whisper, but he felt that it didn't sound like he was talking at all, because he His mouth is no longer under the control of his brain.

Jane seemed a little surprised by Snape's actions, because she never thought that Snape would hold her back at this moment.She thought Snape would be glad she hadn't asked him to the Yule Ball so he wouldn't have to say no.