Pansy's Parkinson walked to the side with graceful steps. She watched the magic performed on the event footage, and then she looked intently at another Daily Prophet, which was writing about how powerful the Ministry of Magic was and how it controlled the world.

"It still doesn't look like much has changed. Dear Bresie Zabini, I want more – I don't see the chaos you said, and without the chaos, we won't get what we want. Pansy's voice was proud and ambiguous, but to Brace's ears, it turned into a kind of sarcasm.

Pansy likes Draco Malfoy, and Blaise is nothing more than a spare tire for Pansy when he's bored. Blaise did not answer, but continued to turn his back to her, maintaining the posture of reading.

She gasped, and though Blaise couldn't see her expression clearly, she already knew she understood perfectly—knowing that she was already a little disgusted to continue like this. He had forced himself more than once not to look at Pansy's proud and weak expression, and he wondered if it was his own fantasy or if it was Pansy's protective color.

After waiting quietly for a while, Brace realized that Pansy might have left, and he turned around, and Pansy was standing less than a meter behind him. Her eyes are so beautiful!

Blaise was a little overwhelmed and didn't know what to say, his gaze wandered over Pansy for a moment, not daring to look into her eyes. Pansy stood there quietly. Blaise grew angry, frustrated, it wasn't him who was at fault, he didn't want to go on like this.

"Okay......" Before Blaise erupted, Pansy muttered like a snake and turned to leave. Stay in the overwhelmed Brace.

Choosing someone who loves you or someone you love is always a difficult choice.

After the training, Cho can finally have some time to herself. As the chaser of Ravenclaw, the princess of Quidditch, she needs to give her full attention. But she didn't want it to be like that all the time. She was thinking about something else, something that seemed much more important than a Quidditch match. Zhang Qiu tried to regain some inner peace, and since she was with Andrew, it seemed like she hadn't noticed everything around her for a long time.

This incident bothered her for a long time. As the two spend more time together and their relationship becomes more and more intimate, Cho has to wonder if she should continue - pin everything she has on this elusive but absolutely powerful witch.

The relationship between Luna, Hermione, and Andrew has changed, and Cho, as Andrew's girlfriend, is keenly aware of the potential threat. They are no longer the playmates of childhood. The simplicity and joy of childhood are gone, replaced by the complex relationship between the ignorant impulses of adolescence and the desire to grow.

For Luna and Hermione, her feelings have changed, too. She knew that the two of them must have felt something about her too. This change is currently limited to certain sensitive times, perhaps when you wake up early for breakfast together, or when you read a book together in the library. Cho couldn't tell, she didn't know if Hermione and Luna had any plans or something else.

This potential competition had been secretly carried out in a friendly atmosphere, but now it was becoming more and more obvious, and she didn't like it. She hated it. She considers herself an enlightened girl, but the thought that Andrew might have a complicated relationship with Hermione or Luna makes Cho haunt.

Cho knew—even if they didn't want to admit it—that they were fighting for him.

Autumn feels uneasy and tired, but doesn't want anyone to be hurt. But in the end, love is always selfish, and the more affectionate you are to someone, the more ruthless you are to others. Love is a sharp double-edged sword that always hurts the person who wants to hold on to it. In the depths of her heart, she is still an oriental girl who simply fantasizes about perfect love, and has long fantasized that when she is looking for a life partner, she can meet someone who loves her wholeheartedly.

Dressed in the Ravenclaw Eagle Quidditch robe, Cho hurried through the dark players' tunnel below the stands without saying a word. When I got out of the passage and looked up, I could see that the sunset was burning in the sky, and the black lake was like boiling liquid gold, which was extremely dazzling. If you don't look closely, you will think that the entire black lake has turned into a splendid volcano.

The glow of the setting sun sprinkled on the mottled walls of Hogwarts Castle without hesitation, and every piece of blue brick and gray stone was dyed bright yellow, as if the castle had suddenly become made of gold.

Autumn passed through the hallway, the light was a little dim, the campfire had not yet been lit, and the looming stone carvings had become a little blurred in the darkness—all of the statues of the great wizards of the past—and finally stepped over the bluestone floor of the porch. Here, paved with strange obsidian gray and white, patterned with the composition of the world, there are some other stone statues that cannot be named.

Hogwarts: A History of the School does not record the secrets of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, nor does it mention many of the castle's obscure histories. Writing this Text, Ravenclaw left his original manuscript in Ravenclaw's secret library, and only Ravenclaw prefects, or other special people, could read the complete manuscript.

The stone statues in the most prominent positions are actually magically enchanted, and in the event of a life-and-death crisis at Hogwarts Castle, they will awaken and protect the castle.

Almost without exception, the faces of these statues are blurred. Only the map of the Middle World appears to be very clear - the obsidian clearly marks the ruins of ancient magic and some places that only exist in legends. One of them is Hogwarts Castle, which is very conspicuously located in the center of the world, and it seems that everything around it is a satellite that revolves around it.

Hogwarts is the best school of witchcraft and wizardry in the world, and she deserves it, doesn't she?

Outside, the cool breeze of the night made her feel more comfortable. Autumn walks down the snow-white smooth steps. During this time, the intensity of Quidditch training has weakened. There was an accident in the tournament and there were casualties among the Warriors. I don't know if the game will continue. This, combined with the last attack on the Quidditch pitch, has made the status of the House Cup sensitive and dangerous.

After taking a shower and using magic to dry her supple black hair, Autumn changed into her comfortable old wizard's robe and prepared to go to dinner. Many people secretly watched her. Others were happy to greet her.

Qiu's beauty is recognized, her figure is well developed, her face is goose-egg-shaped, her eyes are large and very divine, and her skin is as white and healthy as porcelain. Every wizard wants to get close to her, and every witch is secretly jealous of her.

The Ravencla's Lounge is in the Tower, passing through Gryffindor's Lounge and Hufflepuff's Lounge. When Autumn walked into the auditorium, he was greeted by a bright and dazzling array of candles - like a river of candles.

There was a lot of food on the long table, the Gryffindors were talking loudly and eating sandwiches, and on the other table, the slightly more low-key Hufflepuff knives and forks were forking their favorite fruit from the salad bowl. Green, yellow, and blue berries, some of which are unnamed. Everyone in the auditorium wanted to eat what they wanted.

Dinner was the most hearty meal of the day at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Autumn sees a lot of colorful cakes, and even the dim sum is transformed into various magical beasts. Hundreds of candles illuminate the hall, and the lights are not as brilliant as the human world.

In Autumn's limited experience, she didn't encounter many emotional problems, and Slytherin laughed at the children of the other three houses for being nerds and having a hard time finding friends of the opposite sex, and even said in front of her that they were wasting their good youth.

In fact, Autumn is not at all envious of those classmates who tried the forbidden fruit too early, although without Autumn is not so conservative. But she felt that it was better for that to happen naturally, rather than because of some strange impulse or boring comparison.

In the center of the long table, a group of Slytherins gathered there. Most of them gestured, pointed, swearing, or sarcastically. Cho was curious and didn't know what was going on.

At first, the Slytherins were arguing fiercely, and then the argument turned into a loud argument, "Pansy, you can't do this, it's not good for anyone!!" a wizard yelled.

Autumn couldn't hear a response, but she heard the name Pansy, which she guessed was Pansy Parkinson - the Slytherin girl - and Autumn had taken a few classes with her.

The argument quickly subsided, and Draco appeared, his grimace warning both sides to make them disappear. The wizard seemed to be very dissatisfied, but for the sake of Draco's face, he finally disappeared in a rage.

Pansy smiled at Draco, who pulled her away from the Slytherin table. At first, Cho didn't notice Draco until she noticed that Draco was walking this way. Autumn wasn't too sure, she and Draco weren't familiar with each other. Everyone's eyes naturally followed Draco's travels, and soon found Draco pulling Pansy to the Ravenclaw table.

"Can we sit here?" said Draco Malfoy, Draco, in a soft voice.

Autumn nodded silently, to be honest, it was her first time she had been close to Malfoy. The boy looked a little thin, but his eyes were intense, and he seemed to be constantly thinking. The Malfoy family's distinctive silver hair is very conspicuous, and the facial features and slender cheeks are just in line with the gentleman's beauty. Draco was a very temperamental wizard.

"What's going on?" Cho blurted out, turning her gaze from Draco to Pansy.

"None of your business," Draco turned his head to see that there was no one else nearby, "where is Andrew Lee?

Autumn instinctively looks around for his mysterious boyfriend, who usually comes to dinner, and who has a strange attachment to food. But I didn't find it. It's normal, Andrew hasn't been found for a few days, and even Cho doesn't know where he went.

Most likely, he had gone to the Forbidden Forest, where there was a secret magic laboratory that he had given to himself for safekeeping. But it's a little longer, and Andrew usually comes back that day, so it doesn't attract anyone's attention.

She turned to Gryffindor, where Hermione Granger was sitting with the red-haired Ginny as she had been yesterday, and the two were happily eating their cakes, seemingly completely unaware that Andrew had been gone for days.

Luna is not there, and the "genius designer of magic robes" often does not appear. Or, it seems that she only appears together when Andrew appears - sure enough, it's a childhood sweetheart.

"I don't know. Cho shook his head. The relaxed mood that had just taken a shower disappeared in an instant, and the troublesome things reappeared.

"I have something very important to talk to him, can you contact him?" Malfoy was stunned, as if he didn't expect Qiu to be unclear.

"You can just go to him. Qiu said impatiently.

"If we can find it, we'll come and ask you?" Pansy interjected suddenly.

Cho glanced up at Pansy, who was also looking at her. "You're looking for the wrong person. Autumn picked up his plate and stood up, about to turn and leave.

"Hey, wait a minute, Autumn," Malfoy gave Pansy a disgruntled look, and instead said, "You can help me with a message, I do have something important." If it's convenient, it's best to meet today. ”

Chou paused, didn't answer, and left.

Seeing Cho leave, Malfoy sat down thoughtfully. Pansy took a good-looking fruit pie, "Would you like an apple pie?"

Malfoy looked at Pansy, "Are you really going to do that? If you do, there may be no turning back." A flash of pain flashed in Malfoy's eyes.

"It's not as scary as you think. It's just a family reunion, and there's nothing dangerous about it. Pansy said nonchalantly.

"There's no danger, are your brothers crazy, are you going to go crazy with them? Once that's done, perhaps—" Draco said as he turned to face Pansy and stared into her eyes.

"I don't want to think about it anymore. Growing up, I just thought too much about it to miss it—" Pansy said angrily, staring at Malfoy as well.

"Not what you think. Seeing the burning longing and pain in Pansy's eyes, Malfoy had to look away for a moment, "There are many things I can't do. You'd better not go to the continent and don't go to any sacrificial rituals. That's a trap at all, and I'm afraid you'll get hurt. ”

Pansy looked away at Malfoy, and the look of pride quickly faded from her face to an indescribable pain, "I hate the world anyway, maybe I can really become a first-class witch like they say." ”

"Are you listening to me, there's no way to become a first-class wizard at once!" Malfoy roared excitedly, "I've lost a friend forever, and I really don't want to lose another..."