Although the Sorting Hat sang a new song every year, the whole school singing the school song was not set to any fixed tune. After all, having everyone choose their favorite melody for a "grand chorus" did not sound very pleasant.
However, in the fourth year, because they were receiving foreign guests, the school song was set to a fixed tune. Flitwick had found the score in an old music classroom. The headmasters before Dumbledore had not agreed that everyone should be free to choose their own melody.
"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, please teach us knowledge."
That song had once echoed through the Forbidden Forest, at the scene of Barty Crouch's murder.
But seeing a corpse was not the same as witnessing death. At least Hermione and Ron, who had discovered Barty Crouch's body with Harry, had not seen Thestrals in their fifth year.
There were also the spectators who had seen Cedric's body. None of them had seen Thestrals either.
Black truly suited death. That day, Severus had not worn the dark green academic robe she had chosen for him, but one of the cloaks he used to wear. While Amos Diggory was consumed by grief, everyone else was stunned, and Dumbledore was furious, only he still remembered to gently cover Cedric with that cloak.
Perhaps it was because he was a master of Occlumency. Pomona also knew Occlumency, but she would rather treat unpleasant things as she did Dementors—using interesting things to forget them.
"Whether we are bald old men or children with scabby knees, our minds can take in some interesting things."
That line of lyrics often puzzled her. Why children with scabby knees? Was it because Albus's knee had a complete map of the London Underground?
She remembered another story about a "Patronus." There had been