Diverging through HP

At dinner time, Julie found out that Harry Potter was also locked up, but he was not as lucky as Julie, and was blocked by the professor. After dinner, he had to go to Professor Umbridge's office bitterly.

Julie arrived at Professor Snape's office on time at seven o'clock. A few days before the start of school, Professor Snape had to prepare some common potions. When Julie arrived, he was walking around the cauldron.

Julie: ………Mistake…

"Cut those snake skins into pieces, divide them into 1.5 pieces, grind the snake teeth, and cut the chrysanthemum into pieces." Professor Snape pointed at the medicinal materials on the table without raising his head.

"Yes."

These are all required for every lesson in Potions class, and Julie is very familiar with them, but it took a while to grind her teeth.

"Why did you piss her off?" Professor Snape suddenly said while he was busy.

Julie looked up, he was sitting at his desk correcting homework now.

"It's nothing." Julie lowered her head, avoiding the question.

"You really believe what Potter said?" Professor Snape changed the subject.

"Professor, you didn't care about me so much before." Julie put down the pestle, took out a tissue and wiped her hands.

"You weren't like this before." Professor Snape threw the subject back.

"People are going to change."

"That won't do you any good."

"Who knows." Julie shook her head with a smile, and continued to pound her snake tooth powder.

Professor Snape wanted to say something more, but there was a knock on the door, so he could only keep his mouth shut and open the door.

There was Professor Umbridge outside the door. After waiting for Julie not to go for a long time, he could only condescend to go to the Slytherin common room to look for it, and was later told that it was with Professor Snape.

But judging by her face, she probably suffered a lot in Slytherin.

"Good night, Professor." Julie waved hello.

"Miss Hiddleston, why are you here?" Professor Umbridge cleared her throat and spoke in her delicate voice.

"Shut up, Professor."

"I'm very sorry that I forgot to inform you. Miss Hiddleston ruined the whole Potions class. This year is OWL. As a professor, I don't want my students to repeat grades." Professor Snape is also a set of official words For one thing, hearing him declare in Potions class Julie was pretty sure he'd be happy to get rid of this group of poor students.

"Yes." Professor Umbridge couldn't say anything when he heard what Professor Snape said, so he could only nod with a stiff face.

"Eggs are always put in the same basket. What if the basket breaks?" Sending Professor Umbridge away, there was a long silence between the two, and finally Julie spoke.

"Then change it to something that won't break." Professor Snape was brewing a new potion, and upon hearing this, he sprinkled all the snake tooth powder in his hand.

"What if I can't find it?"

Professor Snape turned off the stove directly and looked back at Julie, who also looked at him.

"It's curfew time," Professor Snape finally said.

Today, Hermione Granger and Hannah Abbott, two female prefects, were patrolling the night. They held up their wands and chatted in small voices. Julie was startled when she saw a white cry.

"Julie?" Hermione Granger said, her voice hoarse.

"Hermione." Julie nodded and said hello, and Hannah Abbott on the side also said hello.

Hermione Granger looked a little embarrassed. She went to live in Black’s old house shortly after graduation last semester, and she didn’t have time to visit Julie in the new semester because of Harry Potter. It seemed to outsiders that the two had turned against each other .

"You just came out of Professor Snape's office? Are you locked up?" Hannah Abbott asked, looking at the dark corridor.

"Yes." Julie nodded.

"Why don't you light the lamp?" Hermione Granger frowned, probably because she was just frightened, and her tone was dissatisfied.

"Darkness helps me think." Julie replied with a smile. "I'm going back, you all pay attention to safety."

There are still many students fighting in the common room, most of them are students in the fifth and seventh grades.

Julie sighed heavily when she remembered that she hadn't done her homework yet.

After ordering some coffee from the house-elf, Julie decides to fight homework.

After writing the dissertation, I practiced the Flying Curse and Vanishing Curse for a while, and now the time is pointing to one o'clock in the morning, but Julie is in high spirits.

The giant squid in the black lake probably also lost sleep, knocking on Julie's window with its tentacles.

The next day was History of Magic Herbs and Care of Magical Creatures.

In the first class, Julie used it to catch up on sleep. She could still hold on to take notes before.The second class is to observe Mibu Mibao. This kind of plant looks like a cactus, but instead of growing thorns, it is full of boils. It looks very disgusting.And it has a very strong self-defense mechanism, if it touches any sensitive point, it will be sprayed with stinky water.

In the subsequent Protection of Magical Creatures class, Professor Graplan brought a bunch of Bowtruckles, small animals that are the patron saints of trees.

"Does anyone know the names of these animals? Miss Granger." Hermione Granger raised her hand almost the moment the professor spoke.

"The Bowtruckles here can be distributed to no three people. I hope that each person will complete a sketch before get out of class ends, marking each part of the Bowtruckle's body."

"Where's Hagrid?" Julie was picking out the Bowtruckles when she heard Harry Potter's voice and looked up to see that he was standing behind the professor.

"None of your business." Professor Graplan replied stiffly.

Draco Malfoy grabbed a Bowtruckle, took Julie's arm and walked out.

Pansy followed closely, behind Clark and Goyle looked at Draco Malfoy helplessly, while Blaise Zabini patted them on the shoulder.

Julie thought she probably understood something.

"Perhaps, that stupid big guy is injured." Seeing the Gryffindor trio gather together, Draco, Harry Potter, the troublemaker, and Mr. Malfoy surrounded him again.

"Ignore him Harry." Hermione Granger clutched a Bowtruckle while Ron Weasley labored over its features.

"My dad just spoke to the minister two days ago, and from what I've heard, the Ministry of Magic is really determined to take drastic measures to reverse the irregular teaching in this place. So, even if that big stupid guy does show up again, he Probably will be sent home immediately." Draco Malfoy spoke again triumphantly.

Your dad will probably kill you first.

Julie held a handful of woodjacks in her palm, and the Bowtruckle sat on her hand, sketching with one hand.Hearing Draco Malfoy's words, he spit silently.

Then Harry Potter's Bowtruckle ran away due to improper operation, and the trio hurriedly chased and dropped Draco Malfoy.After Julie finished drawing, she put down the Bowtruckle and handed in her homework, leaving behind a duo of prefects who looked confused.

Professor Umbridge had requested her confinement with Professor Snape today, so she was going to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office after dinner.

Professor Umbridge's punishment is to make Julie write the words "I can't contradict the professor".Julie narrowed her eyes and recalled the plot in the movie, showing a sweet smile.

Julie is not the sensitive and delicate child of Harry Potter, let alone she has another plan.So after the confinement ended, she rushed to the principal's office non-stop.

Draco Malfoy and Ernie McMillan were on patrol tonight. The two boys stared blankly at Julie's ugly face, and then followed her closely.

"It's curfew," Ernie McMillan said later, but no one paid him any attention.

"Does any of you know the spell to open the door?" Julie kicked the stone statue and asked back.

After getting a negative answer, Julie began to offer desserts one by one.

"Miss Hiddleston, what's the matter?" Headmaster Dumbledore came down the spiral staircase in a set of gorgeous star pajamas and a nightcap.

"Yes." Julie pulled up her sleeves to reveal the backs of her hands with traces. "Is this black magic?"

On the back of Julie's fair hand, there was a scar that looked like a new growth of tender flesh. The three of them looked around for a long time before they could recognize this sentence.

"I've never been insulted like this before, sir." Julie blinked her eyes, whimpering in her tone. "I'm dropping out of school."

"Do you want some candy?" Principal Dumbledore thought for a while, took out his own snack box, and poured another glass of honey water for no one.

"Thank you." The other two refused, but Julie was not polite.

"Julie, can I call you that?" Principal Dumbledore watched as Julie ate the biscuit and said with a smile, "I'll take care of this matter, it's a critical juncture, and we can postpone the expulsion for a while." slow."

"Then I hope I can get a satisfactory answer." Julie patted the biscuit crumbs on her hands and stood up. "The biscuits are delicious."

"Oh, thank you."

The two little boys were still a little bit aggrieved about what happened to Julie, but now they are fighting against Professor Umbridge together.

"Principal Dumbledore really loves candy." Afterwards, Ernie McMillan sighed. "It is said that he owns shares in Honeydukes, so he can eat free candy every month."

"Life is so hard, don't hurry up and eat something sweet to warm your heart, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive." Julie smiled bitterly and waved goodbye.

The author has something to say: I don’t know how the last sentence appeared in my mind, and I don’t know where I saw it or what. I have been planning to write it since the 2-word