Alice's Travels

Regrettably, when I woke up, everything was back to square one, and nothing had changed.

Alice stood up and stretched her arms and legs before returning to the public relations lounge, where she sat on the sofa and read a book.There's no one here now, everyone's gone to Hogsmeade.

Alice was watching with relish when she heard a rush of footsteps, and when she looked up, she saw Malfoy walking in with an angry face.

"You, why are you here?" He seemed to be taken aback by Alice, his face turned blue and white, "You didn't go to Hogsmeade?"

"No." Alice said flatly.

Malfoy took a breath and sat down on the sofa opposite Alice, looking very tired.

"What happened?" Alice asked, looking at him.

"It's none of your business!" He said viciously, "What, are you worried about that scar head?"

"I know he didn't go." Alice said calmly, "Is there anything new, would you like to tell me?"

"No!" Malfoy choked as if he had swallowed gunpowder, his tone was stiff, "It's none of your business at all!"

Alice didn't speak, but glanced at him, put the book on the table, got up and went back to the bedroom.

Malfoy sat on the sofa staring angrily at her back and left.

After the Hallow's Eve dinner there was another accident - the Gryffindor tower portrait of the Fat Lady was attacked by Black - who tried to force his way in there, tearing up the Fat Lady's portrait before disappearing.

That night Dumbledore led the professors to conduct a comprehensive search of the school, and all students were required to stay in the auditorium for the night.

As soon as the professors left, there were chattering discussions in the auditorium.

Alice frowned, and followed Harry to the corner dragging four sleeping bags.Malfoy stared at her angrily from behind her, and grabbed the sleeping bag and leaned closer.

They got into sleeping bags fully clothed, discussing in whispers theories about how Blake had gotten in.Harry also told them what he had seen in Professor Lupine's office today - Lupine seemed to be suffering from a disease, and he had been drinking the medicine Snape sent him.

"Does he know that Snape has to apply to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts every year?" Ron said in surprise, "He dares to drink the medicine Snape gave?"

"You always think of Snape so badly," said Hermione. "Isn't it good for him?"

"I think so, too," Harry nodded, "but what could Lupine be sick with? He looks pretty serious—"

"It's his private business," Alice said. "You'd better not pry into other people's privacy at will, especially if he doesn't want to talk about it."

"That's right," Hermione said immediately, turning her head to look at Harry. "Now the focus should be on Black, Harry, you need to be careful, I think we have to stay with you at every step recently."

Harry felt Hermione's breath hit his face, and he shrank back uncomfortably before saying, "I see."

At this moment, the prefect extinguished all the candles with a yell to turn off the lights, and did not allow anyone to speak again, and the auditorium suddenly fell into a dark silence.

Alice lay down flat before the lights were turned off, only then did she realize that Hermione was on one side and Malfoy on the other. I don't know when he leaned over - probably trying to eavesdrop on their conversation.

When Malfoy saw Alice lay flat, he immediately turned around and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep.

After a few days, Blake's matter did not subside, and everyone was still discussing secretly in private.

And Harry didn't need Hermione's company anymore, because the teachers always found excuses to accompany him through the corridors, and the prefect Percy Weasley followed him everywhere.

Soon it was time for the Quidditch match again, but the weather got worse.

Slytherin canceled their first match against Gryffindor and replaced it with Hufflepuff against Gryffindor, citing that Slytherin's Seeker, Malfoy, still had an arm injury.

"Obviously, they don't want to race in this weather," said Ron. "Malfoy's been pretty smug these days."

"The weather is really bad," Alice said with a frown. "Harry, do you really want to participate in this competition?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ron opened his mouth open. "Harry's Gryffindor's Seeker - do you understand!"

"I mean, why can't we be more flexible? The weather is so bad, why can't we postpone it to another day, shouldn't we be more concerned about the safety of the students?" Alice said.

"That's impossible," Harry said, shaking his head. "The date of the Quidditch match has been set long ago, and although this kind of weather may make the match more difficult, it still won't affect safety."

Alice still frowned and said nothing.

"We're just worried about you, Harry," said Hermione, "as long as you're well—"

"I know." Harry smiled at Hermione.

The day before the game, the weather outside was extremely bad, with howling winds and heavy rain.

Lupine didn't come to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class that day, but Snape gave him a class, and seemed to teach them about werewolves specifically—and the werewolves were obviously in the last few days. mentioned in the chapter.

Alice realized this, and she thought it might be Snape's tip.

And the homework assigned by Snape seemed to further prove her guess - how to identify and kill werewolves.

Alice secretly remembered the werewolf in her heart.

During the Quidditch match the next day, the weather seemed to be even worse, with squalls and torrential rain whistling through every part of the castle, and the whole of Hogwarts seemed to be shrouded in a violent storm.

Alice stood silently in the stands of the stadium with no expression on her face.

The wind was blowing, and heavy rain fell violently from the sky, hitting the ground hard.The Gryffindor and Hufflepuff players roared and galloped through the rain, everyone was soaked as if soaked in water, and looked stiff.

They are all idiots, Alice hooked the corners of her mouth in a self-deprecating manner, she is also an idiot for coming out to watch the game in this weather.

During the half-time break, Hermione slipped quietly from the stands to join the Gryffindor line, smiling and casting a waterproof spell on Harry's glasses.Harry smiled happily at Hermione, even though he was frozen stiff at this moment, he felt warm inside.Captain Wood is even more excited to praise the wonderful.

The game started again, the players flew high in the air again, and the rain slapped everyone in the face.

Alice was trying to distinguish Harry's figure from the high-altitude figures, when she felt a chill suddenly hit her—a cold, bone-deep aura seemed to invade her body in an instant. Those beautiful, happy, sunny things were emptied from her body at once.Pain, fear and despair spread all over the body, as if they were about to push people into the dark abyss in an instant.

Alice raised her eyes suddenly and saw countless black shadows in black cloaks descending on the court like the god of death—the whole scene had fallen into a deathly silence.

The heavy rain was still falling, and the wind was raging.

Alice didn't take out her wand, she looked down at one of her hands and felt it glowing - a warm breath of sunlight emanated, gradually enveloping her whole body, forming an invisible barrier and dispelling The surrounding cold.

No one noticed here, and no one except Alice could see this enchantment. It separated the outside world from Alice, and also separated the bone-biting chill.

Those black shadows—that is, the dementors gathered at the bottom of the stadium, all raised their heads to look in one direction high in the sky, and began to gradually surround them.

Immediately afterwards a small figure plummeted from at least fifty feet in the air, and Alice saw Hermione screaming in utter terror, and saw Dumbledore rushing across the field and waving his wand to slow the man's fall. and then a bright silver blow from his wand expelled all the dementors, and they quickly disappeared into the misty rain.

She realized that the man who fell must be Harry.

Time seemed to have been decelerated, the surrounding sounds slowly recovered, and the sound of wind and rain seemed to melt in her ears. Alice saw Hermione rushing towards the place where Harry fell, with a vague sense of grief and anger on her face. , Ron also ran over closely.She stood up and walked towards them.

Harry was put on a stretcher, already passed out.Dumbledore looked serious, his usually peaceful eyes seemed to be angry, and he was using magic to levitate Harry to the hospital.

Ron was pale and looked terribly flustered, looking at Harry worriedly.Hermione had been crying, and the tears mixed with the rain made her face even more blurred, her eyes were already red, and there was a small sob from her mouth.

The Gryffindor team members also rushed over and gathered around. When everyone walked to the hospital together, Hermione's eyes had already become red and swollen, and she finally stopped sobbing.

Ms. Pomfrey treated Harry, and after confirming that Harry was fine, Dumbledore left first.The others were still guarding Harry's hospital bed, waiting for him to wake up.

Alice put her hand on Hermione's shoulder, she looked so bad.