Compared to the excitement of other grades, the Year 5 students had less time to focus on the upcoming Quidditch final, Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

With only two weeks left before the OWL exam, they were busy sorting and reciting various notes from the years, practicing magic spells, and often disturbing the common room.

Some people become very irritable and angry, and they are angry about small things. Quarrels between the fifth graders began to increase, mainly because some people were practicing spells while someone was reciting the history of magic, and the two of them quarreled because of this. For several days, Phoenix had to help Daphne with disputes between classmates, and she herself was suffering from intermittent mania.

But as the saying goes, you can't read a book, you can't go without a ball.

On the way to the court in the morning, the Slytherin fifth-year students went to watch the game one by one. This match will determine this year's Quidditch champion, with the points of both teams being key.

Along the way, Nott and Brace do the math with a pen, hoping to figure out how many points Slytherin can win. Seeing that their expressions did not seem optimistic, Bress crumpled a piece of parchment in annoyance.

"Hell, our chances of winning are too low. ”

"How?" said Phoenix, reading with a copy of The Rise and Fall of Magic in Asia, casually asking.

"Ravenclaw is two hundred and thirty points off us. Gryffindor is 300 points off us - I don't think Gryffindor can really win, Weasley's goal is unguarded. In case Potter catches the snitch soon—"

"Potter certainly won't, as soon as he comes up looking for the Snitch, he'll definitely interfere with Zhang until the score is pulled to their satisfaction, or—" Nott didn't finish, and Draco took over with a rare smile in recent times.

"Or maybe Weasley's goal has been beaten into a sieve. ”

"But anyway, Gryffindor's attacking ability is still very strong, and it is not particularly difficult to score fifteen goals. "Davis of Ravenclaw will definitely play against Gryffindor, and if Weasley is lucky enough to hold a few balls, we're in danger." ”

They found a seat at the top of the stands. As the two teams raced onto the pitch, Draco organized everyone to chant 'Weasley is our king' as soon as Ravenclaw scored. The song worked well in previous games, at least to make Ron concede more goals.

"They took off!" Lee said, "Davis immediately grabbed the Quaffle, Ravenclaw captain Davis took the Quaffle, he flashed Johnson, he flashed Bale, he flashed Spinnett -- he went straight to the goal! he was going to shoot -- and then -- and then," Lee scolded loudly, "and he scored." ”

The Gryffindor students groaned together. As expected, Slytherin left the stands and began singing, "Weasley's little fool, he won't block a ball-"

"Phoenix," a hoarse voice whispered in Phoenix's ear, "can you come with me?"

He turned his head to see that it was Melinda, her face haggard, her eyes looking at the game in the distance.

"Of course. ”

Phoenix didn't know what else to say, they didn't tear their faces, but they hadn't spoken for a long time. Their relationship has taken a turn for the worse since Voldemort's return, but Phoenix doesn't think she'll join the Death Eaters, perhaps more out of her own volition.

He walked past the students who were singing loudly and followed Melinda to the hallway leading to the stands. In the dimly lit aisle, some sunlight came in every other way, and Phoenix felt that her face was even paler.

The two of them stood still, casting a shield spell around them to stop the noise of the stadium from disturbing them.

It took a moment for Melinda to begin to speak.

"I'm going to transfer schools, to the Ifamoni School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Her voice was cold, as if she were telling someone else's story.

"It's okay to stay away from the strife in Europe. Phoenix blurted out directly, leaving a way back for himself, which is what these families will do. She was going away, and it didn't surprise Phoenix.

"We're not Death Eaters," Melinda spat out, biting her lip, "Although my brother accepted the Dark Mark, it's just- we started serving your uncle years ago, and the third year guy who took you out of the prom was arranged by us. Last year, the Goblet of Fire was also the hand and foot that we had people make for the fire dragon. This year we bribed Umbridge to find a way to fire you or get you out of school. ”

Phoenix felt a stir in his heart, then calmed down again. Either way, they all lost, especially since they were actually Klaus's people, and that was already the case.

"Of course, that Mr. Peverell is now in a position to protect himself. Melinda closed her eyes, "My father and brother gambled and lost everything. ”

"They're okay. ”

"My father died last month. Our family is bankrupt, and most of Europe has either imposed heavy taxes on us or had their licenses revoked. My father couldn't stand the blow—" She took a deep breath and didn't cry.

"We want to trap the Death Eaters and Voldemort in Britain, and we are suppressing all the international industries of the Death Eaters. For example, Malfoy's shares, his property abroad, I don't think Draco knew it, their family's fortune had shrunk dramatically. ”

Melinda didn't say anything about it, leaning against the wooden wall and whispering.

"My brother is going to stay in England and gamble with the mystery man - I think that Mr. Peverell, after getting rid of you, is going to do something to the mystery man, and we join the Death Eaters to give him information. But I don't think he's going to win, today I'm looking for you and telling you everything we've done and hoping you'll let us go. ”

Her voice grew weaker.

"We are not involved in your parents' affairs. After your parents were killed, he came to us—"

Phoenix slowly approached her, believing Melinda's words seven or eight points in her heart. At that time, no one was optimistic about him, and no one thought that he would survive for a year. It is normal for the Bobin family to abandon his father after he was killed.

British families are usually very conservative, and they all have a play-watching attitude towards affairs, only commenting and never getting involved. The families that were willing to take risks were basically taken under Voldemort's command.

Daphne and Melinda are two peers, they were originally about the same, and after graduation, they found a pure-blood, got married, had children, and lived a worry-free life. Now, because of the very different choices of my parents, the trajectory of my life has also gone the opposite way.

Withdraw from these associations and say it in a bland tone.

"You are only making decisions for the sake of your own better life. I don't hate you, and many people in my family have changed their ways halfway. People who are willing to work a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child are really rare. But they all paid a price—" Phoenix stroked Melinda's hair, the blonde hair clean but disheveled.

"As long as you do one thing for me, I will no longer hold you accountable for your intent to murder me. ”

"As long as I can do it. Melinda had anticipation in her eyes.

He didn't speak immediately, but thought for a long time. Only then did he slowly put his lips over and whispered a few words in her ear. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly.

"Are you serious?" Melinda looked at him, as if she thought Phoenix was crazy.

"Of course seriously, my family is already in tatters, so why bother making more people like me. Through the gap, Phoenix saw the Gryffindor flag hanging from the teacher's seat, and it seemed that the winner had been decided. (To be continued.) )