Chapter 894

"As for you..." Finally, Umbridge's eyes rested on van Lin.

"Me?"

"I think Hogwarts should give careful consideration to your identity. If you are not strong enough, you can become the president of the student union. I think that for Dumbledore's decision, this is still an open question. I think I will re communicate with the school's principal to determine whether you should continue to retain this responsibility, but as the president of the student union Xi, even the people around you... "

Umbridge's words have not been finished, but the meaning has been very clear, she needs to find a student representative who can cooperate with her work, not this almost openly confrontational Diehards?

"You can't do that!" Professor McGonagall's anger could hardly be contained "This is the decision of the school board..."

"I'm sorry, but I think I have the right to Well, have a good talk

Umbridge left the room, seemingly content to the maximum, leaving a terrible silence.

"No," Angelina said in a hollow voice that night in the common room, "No. There's no chaser or batter What else can we do? "

All that Fanlin could see was a look of gloom and melancholy. It didn't look like Gryffindor had won the game before. The players sat listlessly by the fire, except Ron, who had not seen him since the game.

"It's not fair," Angelina said numbly. "I mean, Wharton hit Harry with a swim ball after the whistle? Did she forbid him? "

"No," Ginny said miserably. She sat next to Harry while Hermione nestled up to some of the Vaselines.

"He was only punished for copying, and at dinner I heard Nelson talking about it with a smile."

"And forbid Fred, he didn't even do anything!" Elia said angrily, hitting her knee with her fist.

"It's not my fault that I didn't do anything?" Fred said, with an ugly look. "If it hadn't been for the three of you pulling me, I would have beaten that mean guy to pulp."

"Worst of all, she even wants to remove the president of your student union. You didn't do anything..." Hermione said in despair.

Hearing this, Harry and George are even more gray, even Fred did not avoid, they are the drag

"It's just a threat, and I haven't done anything..." Said Fanlin.

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

The sound disappeared completely for a moment.

Harry looked tragically out of the window into the darkness. It's snowing. The snitch he had caught was circling around the room.

People watched Vickers and crook mountain jump from one chair to another, chasing it.

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

Elia and Isabella soon left. After a while, Fred and George fled to bed, glaring at everyone passing by, and soon Ginny was gone.

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

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

Hermione shook her head.

"I think he's hiding from us," Hermione said.

"Where do you want him to go?" But just as he asked, there was a squeak from behind. The fat lady flashed aside and Ron crawled in from behind the portrait.

His face was really pale and his head was covered with snow.

When he saw Harry, van Lin and Hermione, he stood still.

"Where have you been?" Said Hermione anxiously, jumping up.

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

"You look frozen," said Fanlin. "Come and sit down!"

Ron went to the fire and sank into the chair farthest from Harry, not looking at him. The snitch was hovering over his head.

Van Lin immediately put a warm-up spell to Ron, and it was obvious that Ron's spirit was better.

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

"Why?" Asked Harry.

"Because I thought I could play Quidditch," Ron said. "The first thing I'll do tomorrow is quit."

"If you quit," Harry said angrily, "our team is not a substitute, there are only three people left."

Ron looked completely out of his head, so Harry went on, "I've been banned for life, and so are Fred and George."

"What?" Cried Ron.

Harry couldn't bear to repeat the story, so Hermione told him the whole thing.

When she finished, Ron looked more upset than before.

"It's all my fault -"

"you didn't ask me to hit Malfoy," Harry said angrily.

"- if I hadn't been so bad at Quidditch""-- it has nothing to do with you."

"- that song stabbed me -"

"- it can't hurt anyone -"

Hermione got up from van Lin, went to the window, left their quarrel, and looked through the window at the snow whirling down.

"Look, forget it, will you?" Harry yelled. "Even if you don't take all the blame on yourself, it's bad enough!"

Ron didn't speak, just sat there staring at the wet folds of his robe.

After a while, he said dully, "this is the worst day of my life."

"Join the club?" Said Harry sarcastically.

"All right," said Hermione suddenly, her voice a little shaky. "I can think of one thing that might excite you all."

"Oh, really?" Said Harry suspiciously.

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

"Hagrid is coming back."

"What?" Harry called, is that true?

"It's true," Hermione said. "Just as you left, wall came. I'm sorry Fanlin, I didn't mean to read your letter, but it seems that wall's claws need to be trimmed. The envelope... "

"It doesn't matter, Hermione. You've always been in charge, and we don't have any secrets." Van Lin said quickly, "what's on it?"

"Hagrid said he was coming back and wanted your help. What else, Gloop..."

"Gloop?" Van Lin said in surprise, "Hagrid said to bring him back?"

"He? You mean Gloop Hermione said in surprise as she took the envelope out of her pocket. The side of the envelope had been scratched open. It seemed that poor wall's flying skills still needed some practice with Hedwig.

"Maybe you will understand that Hagrid is coming back, anyway."

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