Alice's Travels

"Alice, what are you doing!" Hermione yelled, shaking with rage.She struggled violently to withdraw her arm from Alice's grasp, "Did you hear what he was saying about Hagrid—why did you stop me!"

Malfoy stood behind Alice and took a step back, his face turned pale.He stared at Hermione viciously, and Hermione immediately turned her eyes to him, "How dare you call Hagrid a wretch, you nasty, wicked—"

"Stop, Hermione!" Alice used such a serious tone to Hermione for the first time, she no longer had the gentle smile she used to face them, but said blankly, " You can't hit him."

"Alice!" Ron yelled angrily, "What do you mean? You have to protect him—"

Alice pursed her lips and stood in front of Malfoy without speaking.

"Calm down, Ron!" Harry first grabbed Hermione's hand and pulled her behind him, then raised his head to look at Alice, but he didn't know what to say under her calm gaze—although he Surprised that Hermione wanted to slap Malfoy, but also admired - Malfoy really deserved a lesson.

"It's time for Charms class, let's go." Harry said finally, he didn't pay attention to Alice, and didn't look at her again, just stretched out his hand and pulled away Hermione who was still staring at Alice incomprehensibly. And Ron, resentful and disaffected, walked into the castle.

Malfoy stood on the steps in a daze, Alice turned around and looked at him coldly, "Next time watch your mouth, I can't promise to arrive in time every time - no one can protect you all the time, remember!"

Malfoy immediately glared at her in embarrassment, a faint blush appeared on his pale face, he opened his mouth as if to say something, but Alice ignored him and walked away like a gust of wind.

When the afternoon classes were over, the three of Harry walked back to the Gryffindor tower together. Ron was still angry and depressed all the way.Hermione looked like she was about to cry.

"What the hell is she thinking—" Ron couldn't help muttering, "to protect that little villain Malfoy! Is she out of her mind?"

"I can't figure it out either," Harry said. "Maybe things haven't been so bad between her and Malfoy."

Hermione bit her lip and said nothing.

"Oh, my God!" cried Ron, suddenly, as if thinking of something, "she won't be - won't be -"

"What?" Harry asked.

"She wouldn't like him?" said Ron tremblingly.

Harry's mouth fell open, his jaw almost dropped in shock.

"Think about it, Alice's attitude towards Malfoy has never been bad, she has helped him several times, and—" Ron thought more and more that he had guessed, "she also helped Malfoy practice Pass Quidditch!"

"But she's been helping Neville too—" Harry wanted to retort.

"But she never fights with us over Neville!" cried Ron.

"That's because Neville never troubles us!" Hermione finally interrupted him aloud, "And Neville won't dare to speak out like Malfoy!"

"Then how do you explain what happened today?" Ron said with a puffy face, "You all saw that she was protecting Malfoy!"

"Er - I think -" Harry stammered.

"Enough, Ron!" said Hermione, frowning. "She just didn't want me to—maybe Malfoy's behavior wasn't enough to get a punch in her eyes."

"What!" Ron was even angrier now, and his anger burst out suddenly, "Buckbeak is going to be executed just because of Malfoy's complaint! How dare he laugh at Hagrid! Isn't that enough—— "

"You have to know," Hermione said calmly, "Alice's thinking has always been different from ours. She looks sensible and mature—but also indifferent. She doesn't care as much about many things as we do—"

"You mean she doesn't care about Hagrid at all?" said Ron in surprise.

"I think Hermione meant Buckbeak," said Harry. "Alice never offered to help when Hagrid was going to fight the Dangerous Animals Committee."

"Isn't it because of Malfoy?" Ron muttered.

Hermione shook her head and paused, she wasn't sure, but—

"She never thought about it in the first place," she said.

"So what!" Ron snorted, "Never mind her, we'll find a way anyway! We won't let Malfoy succeed!"

"Harry!" Hermione said, turning her eyes to him suddenly, "You must beat Slytherin in the Quidditch final, and it's best to let Malfoy lose a complete defeat! Otherwise, I won't be able to stand it!"

"I will," said Harry firmly.

Alice knew that she and Hermione might be cold again for a while this time, she felt upset and didn't want to pay attention to it so much—so what.

Unknowingly, Easter passed again, and the Slytherin team and the Gryffindor team started the final championship match, conducting crazy training.

Malfoy was nowhere to be seen all day, and he never spoke a word to Alice.

Hermione and Ron often go to the library and are still looking for cases for Buckbeak. Alice also often spends time in the library, but when they meet, they just say hello.

Harry also put a lot of energy into Quidditch, he worked harder and more seriously than ever before - as if he was always holding a breath in his heart to remind him that he must not lose.

When the tense atmosphere between Slytherin and Gryffindor was almost at its peak, the Quidditch final arrived.

Malfoy looked even paler, finding Alice with a tiny gleam in his eyes.

Alice held the thick book in both hands and looked up at him, and said in a flat tone, "I remember that you seem to be about to compete."

"It will be a while—" Malfoy raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you going to watch the game?"

"I really don't have this plan." She said lightly.

"Abandoned by your Gryffindor friends?" Malfoy said with a twitch of his mouth, a malicious gleam in his eye.

"What exactly do you want to say—" Alice tilted her head and looked at him and said, "Do you want to taunt me or invite me to watch the game?"

"You think so much!" Malfoy put away his smile and frowned, showing a disgusted expression, "Are you always so self-indulgent?"

"Then don't come here to waste your precious time." Alice said slowly, "You know, my time is precious too."

She finished speaking and walked straight past Malfoy, who stood there with a sullen face.

"Then, I wish you success." A calm and indifferent female voice behind him suddenly reached his ears, and Malfoy immediately turned his head in the direction of the voice, his platinum-blonde hair gleaming brightly in the sun.

Alice spent the day in the library, thinking she had finally discovered a spell that came closest to what she had originally imagined—the Animagus, a spell that could transform itself into an animal while retaining its own magical powers.Professor McGonagall mentioned it once in class, but didn't say much, and after she checked the information, she finally remembered this content that she had never paid attention to before.

This explains why the black dog has human-like eyes, and why it is not as quick-witted as an animal - it is more likely to be a wizard who is proficient in magic - Black.

The data records that the Ministry of Magic has records of wizards who can turn into animals, but there is no Blake's name on it-Alice thinks this is why he may escape, because no one knows that he is also an Animagus .

And there seems to be a reasonable explanation for Blake's two break-ins. When he turned into a dog, he could easily escape the dementor's pursuit-the dementor is blind and can only distinguish people by smell and emotion.

Maybe he attacked himself because of his contact with Harry and he happened to be alone that day, or maybe he really just met by chance-a Death Eater who wants to attack a Hogwarts student may not have that many reasons .

But why hadn't he attacked Harry?Obviously Harry has met several times, first in the ordinary world, and the purpose of his coming here should be for Harry, but he has never launched an attack on Harry—why is that?

Alice took this question to heart, and when she got back to the Slytherin common room, she realized that Malfoy had lost again - he was sitting on the sofa with a sullen face, and Parkinson was sitting next to him Talking in a high-pitched voice, Crabbe and Goyle sat across from each other with resentful faces.

A dull and oppressive atmosphere circulated in the air.

Malfoy seemed to catch a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye, glanced over coldly, stood up and left without saying a word.

Alice pursed her lips and walked back to the bedroom.

Gryffindor finally won the Quidditch final—this made Harry excited for a whole week, and even the next exam week couldn't suppress his excitement. Hermione and Ron also felt very excited. Happy.

Everyone is busy preparing for the exam.

Alice always seemed a little absent-minded, she was thinking about how to deal with the matter that the black dog might be Black would be more appropriate.This is just her guess at the moment, and it seems impossible to tell Snape or other professors just like this, but if she tells the three of them directly, she is not sure what they will do with their personalities— Especially Black is the enemy who killed Harry's parents.

But if nothing is said, what if her guess is true?

Alice began to pay attention to the movements of the three of Harry, and wrote a note to make a small snake with her at all times.She wrote her guess on the paper and sprinkled it with fluorescent powder, so that in case of an emergency, she could ask the little snake to notify the professor in time.

One exam after another is over, and on the afternoon of the last exam, Buckbeak will be executed—there is no consideration of the re-appeal link that Ron, Hermione, and Harry originally thought, and the execution has already been predetermined result.