"As for your ......" Finally, Umbridge's gaze rested on Van Lin's.

"Me?"

"I think that for your identity, Hogwarts should consider carefully, you can become the president of the student council if you are not strong, I think, for Dumbledore's decision, this is still a matter of debabilitation, I think I will re-communicate with the head of the school, as much as possible, to determine whether you should continue to retain this responsibility, but as the president of the student council, even the people around you ......"

Umbridge's words weren't finished, but the point was clear, she needed to find a student representative who could cooperate with her work, not the almost openly confrontational ...... Diehards?

"You can't do that!" Professor McGonagall could barely contain her anger...... "It's a school board decision......"

"I'm sorry, but I think I have the right to do that...... Well, I wish you all a pleasant conversation. ”

Umbridge left the room, seemingly satisfied, leaving a terrible silence.

"Forbidden," Angelina said in a hollow voice in the common room that night, "forbidden." There are no pursuers and batsmen...... What else can we do?"

Van Lin saw sullen and melancholy expressions everywhere, and it didn't look like Gryffindor had won the game before, and the players were sitting around the fire languidly, except for Ron, who hadn't seen him since the game.

"It's not fair," Angelina said numbly, "I mean, what did Warrington say about Bludger hitting Harry after the whistle? Did she ban him?"

"No," said Ginny miserably. She sat next to Harry, while Hermione snuggled up to some of Vanlin.

"He was only punished for copying, and I heard Nelson laughing about it at dinner. ”

"And forbid Fred, he didn't even do anything!" said Arya angrily, banging her fist on her knee.

"Wasn't it my fault that I didn't do anything?" Fred said, his expression ugly, "If it hadn't been for the three of you pulling me, I could have beaten that fellow to pulp." ”

"Worst of all, she's going to remove you from being the student council president, you didn't do anything......" Hermione said with some desperation.

Hearing this, Harry and George were even more gloomy, and even Fred didn't avoid it, they were all dragging them down......

"It's just a threat, and besides, I haven't done anything......" Van Lin said.

"It's just that you don't see the Umbridge you do, and it's ......"

The sound disappeared completely for a moment.

Harry stared miserably out the window into the darkness. It's snowing. The golden snitch he had been holding hovered around the room.

People watched as Vikz and Crookhill jumped from chair to chair, chasing it.

"I'm going to sleep," Angelina said, slowly getting up. "Maybe it's all a nightmare, tomorrow morning I wake up and find that we haven't played yet......"

Arya and Isabella soon left as well. After a while Fred and George fled to their beds, glaring at everyone who passed by, and soon Ginny was gone.

Only Harry, Van Lin, and Hermione remained by the fire.

"Did you see Ron?" asked Harry in a low voice.

Hermione shook her head.

"I think he's avoiding us," Hermione said.

"Where do you want him to go——? but just as he was asking, there was a squeak from behind, the fat lady flashed to the side, and Ron climbed in from behind the portrait.

His face was really very pale, and his head was covered in snow.

When he saw Harry, Van Lin, and Hermione, he froze.

"Where have you been?" Hermione said anxiously, jumping.

"Take a walk," Ron muttered. He also wears a Quidditch uniform.

"You look like you're frozen," said Van Lin, "come and sit down!"

Ron walked over to the fire and sank into the chair farthest from Harry, not looking at him. The Golden Snitch hovered over his head.

Van Lin then cast a warm-up spell on Ron, and it was clear that Ron's spirits were better.

"I'm sorry," Ron whispered, looking at his feet.

"Why?" asked Harry.

"Because I thought I could play Quidditch," Ron said, "and I'm going to quit first thing tomorrow." ”

"If you resign," Harry said irritably, "we'll have only three people left on the bench, not counting. ”

Ron looked completely confused, and Harry continued, "I'm banned for life, as are Fred and George. ”

"What?" called Ron.

Harry couldn't bear to say it again, so Hermione told him the whole thing.

When she finished, Ron looked even more distressed than he had been.

"It's all my fault—"

"You didn't tell me to hit Malfoy," Harry said angrily.

"-If I hadn't behaved so badly in Quidditch-"

"—It's none of your business. ”

"—That song stabbed me—"

"-It can't hurt anyone-"

Hermione stood up from Van Lin's side and walked to the window, leaving their argument behind and watching the snowflakes swirl and fall through the window.

"Look, forget about it, okay!" exclaimed Harry. "Even if you don't take all the blame on yourself, it's bad enough!"

Ron didn't speak, just sat and stared at the damp fold of his robes.

After a while, he said sluggishly, "This is the worst day of my life." ”

"Joining a club?" Harry said sarcastically.

"Alright," Hermione said suddenly, her voice a little shaky. "I can think of one thing that might turn you all on. ”

"Oh, is it?" said Harry, skeptically.

"Yes," Hermione said, leaving the dark, snowflake-clinged window with a bright smile on her face.

"Hagrid is coming back. ”

"What?" Harry cried, is this true?

"It's true," said Hermione, "that Wall was here while you were leaving, sorry...... Van Lin, I didn't mean to read your letter, though, it looks like Wall's paws need to be trimmed, and the envelope ......"

"It's okay, Hermione, you've always been in charge anyway, and we don't have any secrets. Van Lin said quickly, "What does that say?"

"Hagrid said he's coming back and wants your help, what else is there ...... Glop"

"Glop?" said Van Lin, surprised, "Hagrid said he wanted to bring him back?"

"He, you mean Glopp?" said Hermione, surprised, as she pulled the envelope out of her pocket, the sides of the envelope had been cut, and it looked like poor Wall was still going to have some practice with Hedwig.

"Maybe you'll understand that, anyway, Hagrid is coming back. ”