Alice's Travels

Alice sent Malfoy all the way to the hospital. Ms. Pomfrey checked him and confirmed that there was nothing serious, gave Malfoy a dose of medicine and sent them back.

On Christmas Eve, the castle has been hung with colorful ribbons, and those Christmas trees decorated with glitter stand beautifully in every corner.

The Slytherin common room was quiet, except for Alice, Malfoy and two or three others, the Slytherin students had all gone home.

Alice stopped Malfoy before he was about to walk back to the dormitory, "You wait here for a while," she said.

Malfoy raised his eyebrows excitedly and watched her figure disappear quickly and come back quickly, then reached out and handed over two exquisite gift boxes.Malfoy held one up to his ear, shaking it, and asked curiously, "What's in it?"

Alice stuffed the other into his hand, "You'll find out tomorrow."

Malfoy looked at her with raised eyebrows while clutching the two gift boxes, as if waiting for an explanation.

"I promised you last year—" said Alice, "one last year, and one this year."

"Merry Christmas," she said with a slight smile, curling the corners of her mouth again.

Malfoy paused before saying in a casual tone, "You too, Merry Christmas."

The next day, Harry received an expensive gift from an unnamed person—a fire broom—an exquisite flying broom dedicated to official Quidditch matches.

He and Ron were very excited, but Hermione was a little unhappy.

"This broom comes so suspiciously," she said to Alice anxiously, "that I'm even afraid it might—would it be—"

Alice seemed a little absent-minded, she didn't tell Hermione, Harry and Ron about being attacked by the black dog yesterday.She was speculating on the whole thing by herself—the dog’s undisguised malice and disgust towards her, so it wouldn’t be an “ominous” omen, but it must have been planned, thoughtful, and purposeful stalking and attacking.

This seemed to explain to her that this dog was very likely to be related to Blake, or even his pet or confidant.While Black is dodging the dementors, having his dog follow Harry causes panic.What, then, is the reason why it attacks itself?

"Alice...Alice! What were you thinking?" cried Hermione.

"Oh, it's nothing—" Alice shook her head, "Sorry, what did you just say?"

"Say, do you want to tell Professor McGonagall about this?" Hermione said hesitantly.

"Tell me," Alice affirmed her, "if your guess is correct—the unknown torch was really sent by Black on purpose, then there is likely to be a curse on it. That's what you're really worried about, isn't it?"

Hermione bit her lip and finally nodded.

She took Professor McGonagall to the Gryffindor lounge after the Christmas dinner, and Professor McGonagall took the fire gun away seriously and sent it to be tested for various anti-jinxes.

Both Harry and Ron were angry - although they knew Hermione's intentions were good, they couldn't help it.Especially that night when Crookshanks tried again to grab poor Scabbers, which drove Ron so mad that he never spoke to Hermione again.

"You're right." In the library, Alice said to the sullen Hermione again.

"So what? The two of them don't even bother to talk to me now," said Hermione angrily.

"I really don't understand, it's just a broom that has such a dubious origin! They act as if they can't see it, and they want to accept it with peace of mind! They are so excited that they are eager to try it! It's so stupid——" Hermione screamed slightly in a shrill voice, and Alice quickly patted her arm lightly, motioning to keep her voice down.

"Even Harry, Harry—" Hermione's voice dropped, and slowly turned into a whisper, with a slight trace of grievance and loss, "They're all idiots!"

"They're so passionate about Quidditch," said Alice, in a slightly ironic tone, "that they love it—perhaps more than life."

"You seem a little unhappy these two days," Hermione sensed something was wrong with her tone, "What happened?"

Alice shook her head, "Just thought of a little bit about Black—"

"What?" Hermione tensed immediately.

"The black dog that Harry saw should be Black's pet or subordinate. In short, it should have some kind of inseparable connection with Black—it is not a harbinger of death, but it is monitoring for Black—" Alice said slowly. speak slowly.

Hermione unconsciously clenched the quill in her hand, her eyes seemed to drift into the distant void.

"I'll watch him..." she whispered like a raving.

After school started, Professor Lu Ping also returned to school.He seemed to have been sick during the holidays, and he lost weight again, his worn wizard robes looked even more empty, and his young face was also a little more weathered.

Hermione's relationship with Harry and Ron didn't improve - she was too busy and almost overwhelmed by the burden of her textbooks.Alice has seen her countless times and hastily said a word to Harry before rushing to the next class, while Ron still doesn't talk to her angrily on the other side.

And as the Quidditch team began to train again, Harry kept trying to get his gun back from Professor McGonagall, but of course it didn't work.

Alice is also very busy, and she has a lot of homework. At the same time, she has been looking for spells related to animals-can control animals, communicate with animals, or make some kind of contract with them.

At this time, Hermione and Ron almost broke up - because Ron thought that Crookshanks had eaten Scabbers.

Scabbers was gone, no one saw him again, and Ron found blood and cat hair on his sheets.Hermione thought this didn't mean Scabbers had been eaten, it might just be missing, and it didn't prove that Crookshanks ate it - which obviously angered Ron even more, he thought Hermione was sophistrying.

Harry was torn between the two of them, and he actually thought that Crookshanks might have eaten Scabbers, and when he revealed this thought to Hermione, Hermione was about to explode.

"Okay, stand aside with Ron, I knew you would!" she said in a high-pitched voice, and walked away angrily.

Harry had never seen Hermione lose such a temper with him, and he felt like a stone was pressed in his heart, which was uncomfortably blocked.

Alice agrees with Hermione's idea, not to mention it's just a pet - she thought silently in her heart, can't a human be better than a mouse?Which one is more important?What if it's me...?

Instead of swaying from side to side like Harry, or siding with Hermione or Ron, she seemed to pull herself away from bringing up the relevant topic in front of them.

Forget it, Scabbers or Crookshanks, what does it matter to her--she thought.

The days went by with ups and downs and calmly.

Soon it was time for the Gryffindor-Ravenclaw Quidditch match again.Professor McGonagall returned the torch to Harry before the game—no jinxes were detected on it.

Alice decided not to watch it this time - she was not interested in this, why did she have to force herself to cater to others?

However, when she was about to leave the Slytherin lounge and go to the library, she saw Malfoy hurrying out with Crabbe and Goyle, long black hooded robes in their hands.

Alice glanced at it, paused in her footsteps, and finally followed.

They walked quickly all the way to the outside of the Quidditch pitch, and then the Slytherin players appeared, and Alice saw them open the robes on their hands--the robes were wide and big, enough to hold two people and still have room Quite well, and they seem to be planning to do just that.

Alice knew what they wanted to do—two people pretending to be Dementors, as long as one stood on the other's shoulders and put on the black robe.

It was probably done to deal with Harry, Alice pouted in disgust, it was a very boring trick - and it would not succeed.Not to mention that Harry had learned from Lupine some time ago the spell 'Calling God' to deal with dementors, just look at so many professors on the field, how could they not even catch the pranks of a few students.

Instead of exposing them face to face, she quickly went around to find Snape on the other side - Professor McGonagall could not be found at such a time, she would deduct points and punish them.

Just when Malfoy and the others were ready to enter the stadium to frighten Potter, they saw a tall black figure floating towards them quickly.

"It's Professor Snape!" Crabbe said in alarm.

"What—" Malfoy yelled, and before he could get off his shoulders, he felt his body fall out of his long robe uncontrollably.

The same goes for other people.

Snape put away his wand and looked coldly at the student who was struggling in the long black robe, and said in a cold tone, "Who told you to hinder the competition in such a stupid way?"

"Malfoy, don't you only use such indecent little tricks?" Snape's deep voice sounded above his head, Malfoy's face turned pale, and he resentfully thought about who was with Snape Whistleblower.

"Don't let me catch you next time," Snape finally said slowly, seeing the blue and white faces of several students, "Slytherin didn't ask you to lose points!" After he finished speaking, he waved his robe and strode left.

Malfoy stood up, still with an angry look on his face, he looked around viciously, and walked away in a huff.

Alice had been standing at Snape's original position, and when he came back, she knew that the matter was settled.

"Gryffindor should be grateful for having you as a friend—" Snape said sarcastically.At this time, cheers came from the stadium-Harry caught the golden snitch again and won the game.

"Shouldn't Slytherins be more grateful to have me in it, Professor Snape—" Alice said with a slight smile, "after all, I've always been a Slytherin." She nodded slightly at him Just turned around and left.

A victory party was held in the Gryffindor common room.

Harry hadn't been this happy for a long time. Everyone happily gathered together to eat Honeydukes candy and drink orange soda, and Fred and George even juggled.

In such a happy atmosphere, there was only one person sitting in a corner and studying hard, not participating in the celebration at all.

Harry got up from the table and walked quickly towards the corner.

"Didn't you go to the game?" he asked Hermione.

"Of course." Hermione said in an oddly shrill voice without looking up, "I'm glad we won, I think you did really well, but I need to get this book out by next Monday." The book is finished."

"Hermione, go get something to eat first, okay?" Harry said softly.

Hermione raised her head and was about to speak when Ron's voice rang loudly from the other side of the table, "If Scabbers isn't eaten, you can eat a few pieces of this fudge fly, which used to I especially like-"

Harry's heart skipped a beat, and when he turned his head again, he saw tears glistening in Hermione's eyes. She clamped the thick book under her arm, got up and strode out.

When Alice came back from the library, she saw Malfoy sitting alone on the sofa in the common room, frowning as if waiting for someone.

"Where have you been today?" he asked.

Alice raised the book in her hand to show him, "The library."

"Oh—" Malfoy drawled, "You didn't go to the game?"

"No." Alice shook her head, then imitated his example and said in a drawn-out voice, "but—"

"What?" He raised his eyebrows, and there seemed to be some emotions rolling in his eyes.

"I didn't go to watch the game, but I went to the stadium and saw some things that I shouldn't have seen—" Alice said bluntly.

"It really was you!" Malfoy's gray-blue eyes finally burst out with repressed anger, "I guessed it was you—you actually went to report me! Again for..."

"No!" Alice interrupted him, "I'm not for Harry, and I'm not for Gryffindor. It's just that you have to know how stupid your methods are—"

"Shut up!" Malfoy said roughly, and stood up from the sofa and looked down at Alice condescendingly, his eyes seemed to be flickering with cold fire, "You - you are full of lies!"

"Me?" Alice stared at him in surprise, and explained very quickly, "I didn't lie to you, what you did today was indeed inappropriate, that's why I called Snape—he can stop you, No points will be deducted from Slytherin, and you will not be punished!"

"You're lying!" Malfoy still glared at her angrily.

"Have you never thought about what would happen if you did this today?" Alice said.

"Of course Potter would fall off the broom in shock - Gryffindor would lose!" exclaimed Malfoy.

"First, I can guarantee that Harry won't be scared again, he has been learning spells to deal with dementors." Alice looked into Malfoy's eyes and said, "Second, you will definitely be found , and Professor McGonagall must be present, and you will be deducted points and punished."

"It's just your guess!" Malfoy turned away from Alice.

"If you insist on thinking so, I can't help it." Alice said flatly and walked towards the bedroom. "In short, believe it or not——I just don't want you to be punished."