Chapter 64: The Irresponsible Prefect

On the first day of September, Phoenix was still up late, and the humble whispers of the house-elves did not help him, so he hurriedly ate a few bites of breakfast, took his luggage, and Eden led him directly to the platform. In the blink of an eye, the Hogwarts Express stopped there, belching black steam, and the platform was crowded with students and their families who were saying goodbye.

Phoenix looked left and right and walked towards the back of the car. That place is at the end of the entire platform, and very few people will go.

Through the thick steam, suddenly a shout: "Phoenix!"

A figure pounced. Phoenix couldn't see through the fog, but he could smell her perfume. The two kissed each other without the slightest jerky, and the reunion of Xiao Bie always makes people excited and happy.

"I'm sorry, Dumbledore told me I couldn't just write outside. Hermione said, looking nervously around.

"I understand—" Before Phoenix could finish speaking, Hermione was interrupted in surprise.

"You too, I should have thought of it a long time ago. Hermione pointed to her chest, where a small red and gold badge was pinned.

"It's almost time, let's get in the car," Phoenix just pulled Hermione up, the whistle to close the car door, the sound of farewell gradually faded away, and the parents said goodbye to their children, "To be honest, Harry is a prefect, I think Gryffindor will only be left unmanaged." ”

"Oh, not Harry. Yes, Ron. Hermione's expression was weird, "We all thought it was—"

"I guess Dumbledore has his own considerations. The train started and left the platform in a moment.

"But it doesn't make a difference, in fact, it's the same for everyone. "The train was getting faster, and the houses outside the window were flashing backwards, and they were standing still.

The two staggered towards the prefect's box.

"I'd say they're fiercely fighting, and this year Hogwarts will have a close friend of Fudge to serve as Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. ”

"Do you know him?" Hermione asked subconsciously at the news.

"It's her, I don't know much. However, she has a lot of connections and connections in the ministry. They walked into the prefect's box and immediately attracted everyone's attention, a Slytherin prefect and a Gryffindor prefect were very strange together.

"Alright, it's all here. Have a seat. A tall Ravenclaw boy spoke, his robe pinned with a badge symbolizing the president of the male student council.

Phoenix sat next to Daphne, and on the left hand side were Friedhelm and an unknown Ravenclaw girl. The two Hufflepuffs opposite are Ernie McMillan and Hannah Bones, and Hannah's aunt is Amily Bones, the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Ron of Gryffindor looked at Phoenix with hostility, and was directly ignored by the latter.

"Alright, prefects. I think a lot of people probably don't know us—" The president of the women's student union asked everyone to introduce themselves and get to know each other so that they could make various work arrangements in the future. Then tell everyone that the rights of the prefects are not much, at least not as many as some people expect. There is only one washroom reserved for prefects and chairmen, as well as the power of supervision and punishment. Well, there's such a thing as the right to oversee, which doesn't really do much. As for the right to punish, it is to copy sentences or confine. Usually we have to keep the house password in mind, and we have the right to patrol at night, which means they can stay in the hallways until nine.

After the meeting ended, they worked in pairs and began their rounds. The train creaked forward and took them to the empty countryside. It was a weird, fickle day. One moment the carriage was full of sunshine, and the next it was overcast and cloudy.

"You seem to be close to that Gryffindor?" Daphne was the first to break the long silence.

"yes," Phoenix looked through the window into the private room, where several people were exchanging chocolate frogs.

They came to the junction of the two carriages, where there was a certain amount of space and few people came, and it was a suitable place for conversation.

"You know the situation very well. You are not that kind of little girl, which is why we should be more cautious in maintaining our social circle. "Phoenix was so close that she could smell the scent of Daphne's body.

"Do you still have hope for Dumbledore?" Daphne blushed slightly, and her tone looked a little annoyed. Phoenix knew it wasn't just their intimacy.

"Your brother seems to be the same. ”

"You're avoiding me. She said firmly.

"You know the last time he lost power, most of the pure-blood family got out of it safely. But that doesn't mean that this time is the same, and many things won't happen again. "There are a lot of things you have to do for the greater good," Phoenix said, "For the greater good, you have to do a lot. ”

This time Daphne didn't speak, but lowered her head to digest the last sentence that Phoenix had said.

"One day, maybe you'll understand that I'm right. Phoenix suddenly laughed, "What does your brother mean, do you understand?"

A hint of resentment flashed in Daphne's eyes, and she said in a low voice, "How could I not know. ”

"That's good," he said, "don't worry, I won't force you, and I won't let your brother put pressure on you." But you have to understand that it is difficult for us to be with the people we like. ”

Phoenix distanced herself from her and walked to the next carriage.

Of course, Daphne knew what he was referring to, and Greengrass had been using his connections in the ministry to help Peverell recently, hoping to make the list of young wizards with unlimited potential in the future. It's not because he has potential, if Phoenix really doesn't want to marry the Greengrass family, there are people with good backgrounds and high talents.

She hung her head abruptly and followed.

Less than half of the inspection was done, and he found it boring. Offering to sneak back early, Daphne had no objection. Before they finished their tour early, Hermione and Ron happened to be on patrol to Slytherin. She glared hard at Phoenix as she opened the box door and tried to sneak back, and Phoenix grimaced Hermione back.

When they returned to the box, Melinda was missing, and Nott was still there. There was no surprise, like she wasn't part of their little collective.

As he ate, Phoenix told them about Harry's trial. Draco had been yelling for weeks. The confrontation between Fudge and Dumbledore, Harry's performance, that shuddering squib. There is always a lot of interest in everyone, after all, no one has ever seen a formal criminal court.

It was a moonless night, and the windows were dirty from the rain. Eventually, the train slowed down, and they heard a commotion all around again, as everyone was busy putting their luggage and pets together and getting ready to get off the train. Phoenix and Daphne were to oversee the order and leave early, while Crabbe and Goyle were in charge of carrying their salutes.

Phoenix is powerless to command from the platform, but in fact it is mostly Daphne who maintains order, and he occasionally comes half-dead.

A completely unfamiliar female voice simply shouted loudly, "First-year students, please line up here! All first-year students come with me!"

A lantern staggered towards them, and in its light he saw Professor Graplan's protruding chin and meticulously trimmed hair, the witch who had taken Hagrid's lesson in protecting magical creatures for a while the previous year.

"Look," Phoenix pointed to Daphne, "I hope Professor Graplan replaces Hagrid." ”

"If only that were the case. Daphne looked back and said, "Can't you take responsibility?"

"I'm trying, and to be honest I don't see any effect from the prefect's supervision. You've seen the prefect steward a few times over the years. Oh, yes, probably Weasley will. ”

By the time they reached the blackened rain-washed street outside Hogsmeade Station, there were only a few carriages left. (To be continued.) )