Ravenclaw's Blue Gem

"Betting on everything I learned, I won't lose this time..." Draco closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He was really not entirely sure of his victory. When he thought of trying hard, he would lose. There was something hard in his throat. It's like choking there.

"Please trust me, I will try my best to do my best."

In the end, he still couldn't make a arrogant guarantee, but bowed his head and pleaded, for the first time pleading to others and for himself.

*****

He and Harry drove the Firebolt almost at the same time, attacking the thief wandering in mid-air. Harry was a step slower, but his acceleration was better. The performance gap between the test product and the finished version was not smaller than expected. .The thief seemed to have spotted them, his wings buzzing quickly, and he swished towards the higher sky.

"Don't try to escape!" In the silent sky, only Draco's roar echoed. They rose rapidly, their robes crackled. Draco had forgotten to contain Harry. He Only the golden ball remained in his eyes.I can speed up... I can't stop yet... He sticks to the broomstick to reduce the resistance, and at the same time stretches out his hand towards the gold in the air, from the corner of his eyes he caught a glimpse of Harry on his right side and opened his palm. Desperately leaned forward.

The Snitch hovered in the high altitude for a moment, and swished abruptly. Draco had to pass by Harry and his breathing became quicker. He clearly saw that Harry was exhausted, but his eyes were It becomes brighter like burning.But it is impossible not to be unaffected, it must be the last flash.Draco turned the broom, and felt the turbulent sound of the wind in his ears. The Snitch was close at hand and flew towards the sky again.

Harry's broom accelerated again, earlier than Draco.He was desperate, just thinking about ending everything. Harry's fingertips had touched the Snitch's shell lightly, and he just needed to get closer and hook again...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!There were intermittent snowflake-like things in Harry's eyes, his temples suddenly stabbed, and the long flight finally brought the boy to the limit, and he felt sore and sore all over his body.

When Harry closed his eyes, the flight path deviated.But Draco knew that this was probably his last chance, so he tried his best to endure the burning sensation of his eyes, half of his body was about to fall out of the broom, until he finally touched the cool sphere...

*****

Slowly coming down from the broom, the two of them felt like a dream.Harry covered his face in pain and collapsed to the ground, his shoulders rising and falling.Draco swayed in his footsteps, but finally stood still.The golden snitch in his hand lay quietly on his palm, the cool case stained his skin, and it was so comfortable that he wanted to cry.

"Slytherin won!" Jordan's tone didn't know whether he was exclaiming or wailing, perhaps with a touch of admiration.At least for this game, there were no despicable tricks, no tricks, Slytherin demonstrated and implemented a successful tactic, and even if Malfoy won the Snitch, it was no longer so unacceptable. Up.

The arena was silent for a while, then deafening cheers rang from the Slytherin mat, the green wave swayed, one after another, and the other players also fell.

Draco was lifted on top of his head by his teammates. He was so thin that others could even throw him up. He held the snitch in his hand. He couldn't feel anything except the crusty touch, as if he was still alive in a dream. In the middle, he saw everyone applauding him, and Zoe pointed here excitedly, but she was standing upside down, and the scenery was really long gone.

"Congratulations." Until Margaret came to him, teammates put him down, "Good job."

She patted him on the shoulder, and for the first time there was a "proud" smile on her face: "It's your victory, Draco."

Draco rubbed his eyes because he found the sun's light was too harsh.

*****

With Gryffindor's defeat as an opportunity, Hermione finally eased up with Ron and the others, because Harry was particularly disappointed, and they had to abandon the misfortune to restore his spirit.And there were always people crying and others laughing. The smile on Draco's face has never disappeared from his face since then. He has become more energetic when he speaks, but Su Riri's strong arrogance has instead Slightly converged.

Time is fading again in the daily study, Zoe has already started to learn to make Barbara's potion, this is not a very complicated formula.But the trouble is that Snape’s changes and tailoring of the medicine have made a lot of changes in the measurement and procedures of the materials, especially he absolutely forbids Zoe to make changes to the prescription, and at least let her stay in class every time. One or two times, or check her understanding of potions at any time.

As for the Patronus Charm, there is still no progress.No matter what kind of memory Zoe uses as fuel, her wand does not vomit a silver mist to her, and she cannot perceive the presence of a patron saint.She was very anxious, because this was the first time she was obstructed in learning what kind of magic.

The only thing that can comfort her is probably doing homework with Hermione in the library.At this time, she would consult some independent reports on magical creatures (mainly about the goblin rebellion and the independence of horsemen), or discuss with Hermione about some of the difficulties in the class, and exchange notes.

"You have been much better lately. Have you finally got a good rest?" Hermione was looking through the literature, while Zoe was spreading the potion materials and parchment on the table.

"Huh? That's probably because I don't go to divination." Hermione said briskly, and Zoe blinked, thinking this was a logical and unexpected development.

"You actually decided not to go to class!"

"I really can't reach an agreement with Professor Trelawney. She doesn't like me, and I don't like her." But as far as Zoe knew, this was the first time Hermione was so rude to a teacher. .

*****

After another two weeks, even though the final exam was approaching, the students were still very happy to go to Hogsmeade for the last time.Hermione did not go to Crocker this time because they often use letters or meet and talk directly. Crocker stayed at Hogwarts in the end. Dumbledore was willing to pay him. This is not A big deal.

Pushing open the door of the pig's head bar for the second time, the bar is as dirty and messy as ever, but today there are few guests, so there are not so many eyes that are suddenly seen.The old man in front of the counter was sorting out the merchandise. He turned to see her, showing a helpless expression, let alone seeing that Zoe had brought a new girl.

"Two Butterbeers, Mr. Aberforth."

After sitting down with a frown (she had spent a long time trying to clean the sticky tabletop), Hermione was surprised at the name Zoe said, "Aberforth? This old gentleman really is Professor Dumbledore's brother?"

Zoe nodded. At this moment, Aberforth personally walked over with two cups. Zoe found that the two cups actually looked very clean: "Did you have a new veil today?" She was half-hearted. Say.

"Small business, you can't stand your spoiled students. After drinking, they came to me in the end." Aberforth snorted loudly, "I told you not to come again. Not only did you not listen... …" He looked at Hermione, who was a little restrained, "and brought other people."

"I said I won't give up, even if you let me take how many boxes of Butterbeer away." Zoe reached out and squeezed Hermione's hand in the audience, because she couldn't wait to hear such a conversation. Asked a question.

"What's the matter?" Hermione asked quietly until Aberforth returned to the bar.

Zoe told her what she thought, but concealed it appropriately, because she also didn't want Hermione to guess Dumbledore's personal affairs, let alone she didn't fully figure it out, for fear of misleading Hermione's thoughts.She just said that the two brothers had conflicts, and she wanted them to move around again.

Hermione was glad she thought so, and was willing to help her at any time.When the girl said this, the hand she held with Zoe hadn't taken off. She was very close, and she exhaled with the mellow butterbeer. Zoe must work hard to restrain the muscles on her face to prevent herself from smirking. Speak out, even though her ears have been quietly red.

"Thanks for your patronage, miss. Your butterbeer."

Before the last two left, Aberforth decided to kill her.Going around, everything never stopped. At the end of February, after Barbara's reply, they finally started to connect for the third time.

Chapter 54 Even though the world is destroyed (end)

"Professor Barbara, is your body really okay?" They usually choose to go to the office with Barbara after class. This time too. Although Barbara's face was very normal during class, she had witnessed her coma. Hermione is still very worried.

"It's okay, I pay much attention to the adjustment of my body." Barbara said coldly, but that was not an opinion on Hermione.

Zoe followed. She guessed that Barbara's physical condition was also related to her taking the medicine. In order to avoid addiction and decline in effectiveness, Snape had strict control over the use of medicine, and Barbara had always followed it. This rule.

The next medication will go to next Wednesday, and this is also the first time Zoe is responsible for delivering medication.But she didn't tell Hermione that Barbara was injured, because Snape didn't allow her to tell anyone.

"You figured it out?" Barbara asked Hermione before starting.

Hermione shook her head slowly, then nodded: "Are you really sure you won't let Zoe hurt?"

She got a positive reply from Barbara, "I... still want to try, even if it's just wishful thinking, it doesn't matter. If this goes on, something unforgivable will happen..."

*****

"Welcome back, Sister Hermione."

"Ah... I met again, Zoe." Hermione pretended to look around naturally, but mainly looked at the small window. The scenery outside the window was as she thought, and her confidence increased a little. Minute.

The girl took Hermione to sit down again and poured tea for her as she did last time. Hermione noticed a few more patterns on the solid-colored tea cups this time: "Did you change the cup, why?" She asked suspiciously.

"Because you said that you don't like solid colors last time, I tried to add something. Isn't that OK?" The little guy asked timidly, and Hermione quickly comforted her, saying that she didn't like the last cup. "But I like it this time too. Thank you for your willingness to make changes for me, Zoe."

"Yeah!" Zoe's face immediately turned cloudy, and she looked at Hermione expectantly, "Also drink tea. I tried it for a long time before finally making the taste."

Indeed, compared to the hot white water before, this time the tea smelled a faint scent. Hermione took a sip carefully, and the fresh floral scent mixed with the tea spread in her mouth, she was surprised His expression, "It's delicious!" He exclaimed sincerely.

"Hey, because Sister Hermione didn't look good when she was drinking tea before, I was thinking about how to make you taste good..." Zoe couldn't help but said proudly. She looked at Hermione hopefully. "Can you tell me a story today?"

"No problem." Hermione said with a smile. She felt lighthearted. The feeling of being valued and liked by others was really great."But do you remember, Zoe?"

"Huh?" Zoe just moved another chair to her side.

"Compared to me telling you some stories, don't you want to go out and see by yourself?" Hermione paid attention to her tone, while paying close attention to Zoe's state.

"Of course I want to go out, but I can't go out." Zoe said naturally, "The world is dark, and after the darkness is still dark, all I can do is struggle to hide, because bad things won't let me go. Yes, I just want to break me."