Ravenclaw's Blue Gem

Again.Zoe stared coldly at the pink-haired girl who ran out of the crowd in another corridor (the hair was obviously using a new coloring agent, which is said to have become popular among some people), and ran to He who was walking here very vigorously. Min and Harry were approaching, talking to Hermione.Hermione seemed startled, her expression becoming unnatural.

Zoe stepped forward: "Harry." She handed Harry the crumpled sheepskin roll in the middle. "Dumbledore wants me to give this to you." When I think of what happened to Dumbledore. When it came to rejection ("Sorry, Zoe. This is between me and Harry."), the flame seemed to have been thrown into new firewood, and it slammed up.

"Thank you!" Harry quickly took Dumbledore's note.

"Why didn't Ron be with you?" Zoe asked suspiciously without seeing the boy who had always been inseparable. Then she noticed that when she asked this question, the other two's faces became a little embarrassing.

"He's going back to the common room by himself." Hermione said helplessly. "Probably intending to stay with his pull-pull every minute and every second." Harry couldn't bear to hear her say this. Squirting out.

"Don't do this, Hermione." Harry suppressed a smile. "You can't deny that since Ron began to fall in love with Lavender, his performance on Quidditch has risen so fast that he can almost catch every one of him. Shots in the past. It is said that love makes people grow. Now that the morale of the team is high, we will definitely get back this year's trophy for Gryffindor!"

"That's because he wants to pretend to be in front of his girlfriend and want to get the look of Lavender's admiration." Hermione glanced at him, "You are now the captain of the Gryffindor team, of course you will be happy about it. , I just hope Ron can quickly go through this fresh energy and get back to normal...but you, you plan to watch that way?" Harry cleared his throat and looked away. He knew that Hermione was talking about him and Ginny. But what can I do, Ginny is now Dean’s girlfriend.

"Hermione, are you going to the library together?" Zoe asked hopelessly when the conversation between them ended.

"Sorry, Zoe, not today..." Unsurprisingly, Hermione shook her head and refused with a wry smile.

"Because you are going with her?" Zoe pointed to Rosamond who was looking at her curiously.

"Don't even think about jumping in the line, I made an appointment with Hermione first!" Rosamond eagerly got in, and then naturally took Hermione's arm in Zoe's cold eyes, just like a demonstration. Stick to her.It took Hermione several times before she finally got rid of this overly familiar girl.

Zoe really wanted to say something cruel to Rosamond, but Hermione kept begging her for mercy with her eyes.Zoe doesn’t doubt that Hermione will empathise (even if she wants to empathize, it shouldn’t be of this type), but she is annoyed that Hermione can choose to spend time with Rosamond and Andy. Get along with an unknown purpose, but not with yourself.After refusing the invitation, there is always no person in sight, but when asked, he doesn't answer directly, no matter who it is, he will get angry.

"I need an explanation when everything is over." Hermione nodded in relief after hearing her say this.

"Come on, I look forward to your good results in tomorrow's game." Zoe said.

"Are you going to watch the game?" Harry asked.

Zoe nodded, after all, this was an agreement with Luna.

Chapter 41 Coma (1)

Zoe tightened the thick cloak specially put on, trying to isolate the cold wind.The clouds are high, the sky is endlessly refreshing blue, there is no rain or snow, and there is a thin layer of ice under the fence in front of the auditorium.Sitting around Zoe were mostly Gryffindor students, and a few other students who supported them. The enthusiastic shouts squeezed from all directions made ears hurt, and the supporters of the two teams all yelled at the opposite side. , Trying to overwhelm the other side in momentum.

She had no reason to sit on the side where the Slytherins got together again. Draco asked for leave and won't play today's game.

Looking down from the auditorium, you can just see Luna on the commentary stage. Next to her is Professor McGonagall. He carefully explained the precautions to her with a serious face, just based on Zoe’s understanding of Luna. She probably didn't even listen to half of it, but tilted her head and listened carefully, but she didn't know where she was floating.

"Take all the scarves if you feel cold." Hermione's question came from a very close place. She was referring to the long scarf around the two people's necks, but Zoe refused.In fact, there was no need for this, but she wanted to vent the irritation she had accumulated, and insisted on encircling her together, so Hermione let her go.

"I thought you would also choose to stay in the castle today, with the two lower grades." Hearing Zoe's complaint, Hermione smiled helplessly."It doesn't have to be today. I asked, but they all want to watch the game." While talking, Hermione held her hand, the two of her fingers interlocked, Zoe's body temperature was low, and Hermione's palm was warm. It's hot.

"Don't think that you can please me." Most of the irritation in Zoe's tone has disappeared, and the rest is all awkward.

"I can explain." Hermione leaned over, the thick scarf just enough to cover the lips of the two touching each other. "A few more months." Zoe snorted slightly, but leaned in Hermione's direction again. Damn it.

Mrs. Hooch was standing in the middle of the captains of the two teams. She opened the ball box and first untied the fetters of the wandering ball and the golden snitch. The little golden thing disappeared with a swish, and the two wandering balls were in mid-air. Flying around, as if looking for a suitable target."The captains of both sides shake hands!" When they all rode on the broomsticks, she put the whistle to her mouth, "Listen to my whistle-three, two, one..." The clear whistle sounded throughout the stadium, accompanied by Huo Huo. The ghost flying ball thrown by Mrs. Qi.Players from the two teams flew into the sky at full speed on broomsticks, like red and green shadows.

"The game has begun. The two teams are Gryffindor and Slytherin. The two academies have been fighting openly and secretly since before, although I think the school has encouraged this kind of fighting since a long time ago, of course it means healthy competition. However, due to the accumulated grievances and disagreements between each other, Gryffindor and Slytherin have always looked down upon each other. This is the fact that Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw are much more moderate. I think it may be because of them. The relationship between the founders is more harmonious..."

Zoe laughed out loud. Luna's observation ability is very keen, and she dares to say that she is too divergent, and always likes to cite some strange and unintelligible examples to embarrass the listener.Professor McGonagall was stunned. Originally, because of Jordan's graduation, Hogwarts was in desperate need to find a new long-term narrator, so he notified the four major colleges.

But who would have thought that this girl just mentioned the two colleges of the game, and rushed all the way to explain irrelevant history (mixed with many self-interpretations)?When Professor McGonagall was about to rush to the commentary, Luna finally changed the subject.

"Now Ginny of Gryffindor got the ghost fly ball and attacked Slytherin's defense. They used three people to stop her together, and one of them was a big batter. I’ve seen him, he should be a new player. He always reminds me of the new words I learned in my friend’s book before. It seems to be a phenomenon called ancestry? The hair on his arms is a bit like a gorilla ("Fry Dee Sangster!" Professor McGonagall yelled to her)...Yes, it's the name, thank you, professor." The atmosphere of tension was shattered by Luna's Yoshiya comment, "Ginny like It was a gust of wind that bypassed the enclosure. Although the process was a bit thrilling, Sangster's club almost swept her scalp. The newcomer of their team did a good job and helped her to open the wandering ball in time. , But my eyes didn’t pay attention to the surroundings and collided with Sangster. I think it must be painful."

The court fell into a brief chaos, because Jimmy Perks didn’t stop the car and ran into Slytherin’s new batsman. The two of them stared at Venus, but they finally stabilized their figure before the fall. The consequences of eating mud.

Ginny scored a goal, this time for the Slytherin offense.Both teams are facing the same headaches this year. Experienced players have graduated and left the team. Although the newcomers have ambitions, their performance on the court is not satisfactory.At this point, Gryffindor has the advantage, their players have more old faces than Slytherin, plus this time Draco Malfoy's temporary departure.He rejected the appointment of former captain Monta, and Slytherin replaced the chaser Urquhart as the team captain.

"The offensive player is Slytherin's Vasai. I have seen him play before. He is a good scoring player and has a very tough offensive. Gryffindor's goalkeeper is still Ron. I hope he will not be that way this year. Nervous. He is great when he is in good condition, but sometimes he performs badly. I still remember the song "Weasley is our King" compiled by Slytherin last year. In fact, the melody is very good, I like it... "Professor McGonagall, who was relieved by Luna's first half of the serious introduction, froze, because Luna actually hummed the melody in front of the magic microphone in front of an entire stadium audience.

"Sounds not bad." Zoe hadn't watched a Quidditch match last year, so he suppressed a smile and whispered to Hermione next to him.

"Slytherin scored. It's a pity. I think the ball went in while wiping the glove. It's just a little bit. You might be able to pounce it next time." You can narrate very passionately by changing your personal and different tone. However, Luna's duel was hung up and hung under Luna's explanation. The explanation was not wrong, but somehow it couldn't make people concentrate. Whether it was fighting spirit or tension, it disappeared in this light and fluttering voice.

Thanks to her, Ron didn’t feel how uncomfortable he was. Even though he had just lost a ball, he didn’t feel humiliated in Luna’s commentary. If this happened last year, he would have been lost. , The head is blank.

Subconsciously looking towards the auditorium, the girl sitting in the front row waved a small gold and red flag.It's really just such a simple and naive idea, I don't want to lose face when Lavender is there, I hope she can identify with herself as a man.

Ron stabilized his posture so that he could sit more firmly on the broom, so that he could intercept the ghost fly faster.Vasai is very strong. Ron lost a lot of balls in his hands last year. Even though his practice results have maintained a high level after passing the selection this year, just remember that the team might lose the game because he can't keep it. It was so hard that I couldn't even breathe.

He has never really done anything. There are five elder brothers. The outstanding ones are Bill, Charlie and Percy. Even the mischievous George and Fred can get much more attention than him. There is the most beloved sister, Ginny, who is the only one hanging in the middle.Even if he was elected as the prefect in the fifth grade, he didn't believe that he was qualified without talking about others.

"The ball saved just now was great!" Harry yelled to Ron. If he weren't busy looking for the snitch, he really wanted to fly over and give Ron a high-five.Luna's thinking on the commentary stage did not know which direction to diverge. Professor McGonagall seemed determined to change to a more reliable commentator in the next game, and retelled the score into the microphone with a ferocious face, because Ron In the thrilling save just now (even almost falling off the broom), Gryffindor was still thirty points ahead of Slytherin.

Neither rich, handsome, bad-tempered, and average grades.As he grows older, others' evaluations are like sharp knives, and a touch can hurt his sensitive self-esteem.The courage to grow recklessly as a child was unconsciously put into the box and sealed in dust, in exchange for shrinking hands and feet.

"Ron must have entered the state. Last year when he entered the state, he also acted like acrobatics. It was not very beautiful but it was very effective... The Gryffindor batter just hit the Slytherin. Temporary seeker... (she waited for Professor McGonagall to finish talking in her ear helplessly) Harper, although he doesn't seem to have any muscles, he aims very accurately and can hit the target every time."

But the more he shrank, the more annoying he became. He yelled at others and chose to anger unreasonably. Even if the other party was right, he didn’t want to admit it. He was like an unreasonable kid, even though he was tall and The number of age is increasing every year, but that has no effect.

But this kind of him will be appreciated by others.The boxes piled in the corner with cobwebs lay at his feet.

Harry finally caught the Snitch, when Ron just deflated Vasai's last attack.The loud singing from the auditorium, which has turned into a golden red ocean, echoed across the stadium, and Gryffindor won the first victory of the season with a big advantage.It's just that in the cheers and celebrations of the supporters, a little confusion seemed so inconspicuous.

"Zoe?" Hermione hugged the unconscious girl who had suddenly collapsed in her seat and called out anxiously, but received no response.

Chapter 42 Coma (2)

Consciousness seems to be stripped of reality.There are double shadows in the eyes, and the cheering screams in the ears are as far away as if they are halfway through the stadium. They can’t breathe, like a fish being pulled out of the water. The sound is stuck in the throat but can’t be screamed. Pinched his neck.

Why is she here?The sky was terribly bright, dazzling as if to take away his eyes.Zoe's body couldn't stop shaking. She couldn't resist this sense of nothingness from the inside out, and the fear of losing something important was like a blizzard, freezing her limbs.

The others were watching the game attentively. Zoe tried to grasp the sleeve of the man on the other side of the scarf with his last consciousness, but his fingertips just touched the material of Hermione’s robe, weightlessness and dizziness squeezing his head. The mind was blank and darkness enveloped the world.

Only the last remaining thoughts were left, and she answered her own question just now: She had made an appointment to watch the Quidditch game explained by Luna.

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This is a familiar space, surrounded by darkness, but there is no boundary at all. However, compared with the "dreamland" a few years ago, it has changed again. She is no longer passively running, but indeed The ground stepped on the winding road that stretched to the end of the boundless end, the road radiating dim light, guiding her path forward.

Just staying in place will not make progress. Following the voice in his heart, Zoe follows the road.After that day, she has been guarding against the arrival of this day, doing her best to prepare, envisioning possible situations and preparing appropriate solutions.As Max said, since this hypocritical peace will eventually come to an end, Zoe can only stand on the stage of fate and regain his future in this all-deciding duel.

The road she walked on was more radiant, and the dazzling white light seemed to wrap the people inside.The overflowing part condenses and wanders beside Zoe. When you look closely, it looks like a stream of thousands of light spots, but it spins leisurely like a creature.After three or two laps, as if unable to wait, he left Zoe and swam forward.

As we walked, a floating circular ball of light appeared in front of the road, and the light band that was one step ahead of her revolved around the ball like a temptation.The smooth spherical surface is playing a familiar scene.The old man with a withered face stood beside the little girl. He was already very weak. Anyone could feel that death was staring at the old man, ready to swing his sickle at any time.

At that time, she was only shivering and afraid, but now she would never miss it.Even though the last vitality is hanging, the old man’s breath is not at all disordered. Even if the interrogator asks his tricky questions, he never acts cowardly. He always answers with a careless appearance, no Don't panic, don't be angry, let alone care.

Seeing him like this, I don't know why I can agree that he is the man who appeared in the penis basin.He was not considerate and would never take the initiative to show her care like Dumbledore.Thinking about it now, of all her memories of Orlando, the most profound thing is that he shed tears at Max's photos, not the moments of his getting along with himself.It is impossible to know what kind of mood the man who brought himself back to the family aside from everyone's objections is accepting her.

The ball of light floating in the air shattered under the impact of the light belt, and the scattered fragments brought a bit of magnificent color to Zoe's eyes.The pure white figure appeared in front of Zoe for no apparent reason, her heartbeat accelerated, and she had recognized the person's identity.

The person turned around, perhaps because he knew his perverted side, and now he can still vaguely find a shadow of this person when he was young on that dry bark-like face."Grandpa," Zoe murmured, letting Orlando walk up to him.She didn't know whether everything in front of her was an illusion or something else, but her instinct told her that this was not a trap.

As weak as a gust of wind stroking the top of his head, Zoe blinked, unable to believe that Orlando would express intimacy like a real grandfather.