Like Watching a Stage Play

Roger and Flitwick did not want Turpin to lose her future over this incident, so they could not call her out in front of everyone.

"Everyone, I'm sorry."

Roger took the initiative to step forward and speak to the Ravenclaw students who were waiting for a result.

"As the person involved in this incident, I request that Professor Flitwick keep the details of the event confidential."

After hearing Roger's words, the students present looked at each other in surprise; they did not understand why Roger, the victim, would make such a decision.

Scott, however, saw that Lisa Turpin's eyes in the crowd had turned red instantly, and she was staring fixedly at Roger with a complex look of love and hate intertwined.

Scott felt it was very strange.

Before this, he had never imagined that such complex emotions could appear in the eyes of a 12-year-old girl.

This was far too precocious.

At this moment, Chambers, who had been frightened on the pitch earlier, stepped forward and shouted indignantly: "No! You don't have the right to do that, Roger! That damn Flying Broomstick chased me across half the field!"

The other members of the Quidditch team were also dissatisfied at this moment; they believed that Roger was not the only one affected by this incident.

"This is a criminal act, Professor!" one member said, "Even if Roger wants to cover it up, the laws of the wizarding world will not allow it!"

"Are you trying to shield a criminal, Roger?" Chambers tilted his head and glared at Roger, the veins on his neck bulging, clearly furious.

Faced with his teammate's questioning, Roger was at a loss and couldn't help but turn to look at Professor Flitwick.

Professor Flitwick was in a complete dilemma at this point.

Scott watched the farce with cold eyes and couldn't help but sigh to himself; Professor Flitwick was good at everything, but he was just too soft-hearted.

In fact, now that this matter had spread throughout Hogwarts, it was no longer something that could be glossed over by keeping it secret.

If Professor Flitwick could not make a decision soon, this matter might affect his prestige as a Head of House and professor.

In Scott's view, since Lisa Turpin had done something wrong, she should take responsibility, regardless of the reason. Being young was no excuse to escape consequences.

Fortunately, Professor Flitwick was not the type to be generous at others' expense; he had only considered Roger's wishes before. Now that other parties on the team had different opinions, he would not disregard their thoughts.

Scott also noticed that Captain Bruce, who had been standing on the side the whole time, did not oppose Roger's proposal, but he did not stop the other members from objecting either.

"It was me!"

Just then, the little girl's sharp voice came from the crowd, instantly drowning out the discussions of the other students in the common room.

"It was me! I cursed that Flying Broomstick!" Lisa Turpin's face was pale, and she screamed with her eyes closed.

The common room suddenly fell silent.

The nearby students began to move away from her, all looking at her with surprised eyes.

At this moment, Scott lowered his eyelids.

Just now, he had been staring at Turpin with a look of certainty, and he didn't expect her to break so quickly.

Her mental fortitude was not very good.

However, since she had already spoken, things would be much easier to handle from here on.

Scott did not speak, but silently waited for the reactions of others.

"Why did you do it!" Chambers walked up to Turpin and asked her angrily.

Turpin still did not open her eyes; she grabbed her hair with both hands, crouched down, and screamed: "It's Roger's fault! He's too much of a flirt! I wanted to teach him a lesson!"

"You..."

Chambers looked in surprise at the little witch, who was only a small ball crouching on the ground, and then turned his head to look at Roger with contempt.

Roger was currently bearing the strange gazes of everyone in the common room.

He blurted out a rebuttal: "No, I didn't!"

In an instant, the contempt in everyone's eyes grew even stronger.

"Fine, I am a bit of a flirt." Roger changed his tune immediately, "But you are the last person who can use that reason to attack me, Lisa."

"Of course I can!" Turpin suddenly raised her head, "You dumped me! That was my first love!"

As her words fell, the entire common room fell into an eerie silence once again. Several students didn't even hold their books steady, letting them fall onto the carpet.

Roger's face turned bright red, and he said loudly: "What you are saying is completely different from the actual facts!"

Scott exchanged a few glances with his two roommates, feeling a bit between laughter and tears for a moment. They felt that if Roger couldn't explain this clearly today, he would likely suffer social death.

"I'm asking you, Lisa!"

Roger hurried down the stairs, and other students made way along the path, allowing him to walk straight in front of Turpin.

"Lisa!" Roger said anxiously, "It was you who said it at the time; you said you didn't really fall in love with me, you just wanted to experience the feeling of being in a relationship! It was only after you said that, that I spent two weeks playing house with you!"

"Yes, that's what was said at the beginning." Turpin wiped her tears and said in a low voice.

Roger let out a long sigh of relief and asked again: "You agreed with this statement at the time, why are you saying it like this now?"

"But... but didn't you say later that you liked me?" Turpin looked at him with eyes red from crying, "We turned from a game into a real relationship!"

Roger's face crumpled instantly. He suppressed his temper and explained in a gentle tone: "That was just sweet talk! Do you understand? Since it was a dating game, of course I would play the part of a qualified boyfriend."

Lisa Turpin shuddered at Roger's explanation, covering her mouth with her hand as large teardrops began to fall from her eyes.

Roger patiently continued to ask, "Besides, when I told you the game was over after those two weeks, didn't you agree with it?"

"I... I thought..."

Lisa Turpin sobbed uncontrollably, her words coming out in broken fragments.

"I thought the end of the game... meant... the beginning... of a formal relationship..."

She looked absolutely heartbroken.

"I even gave... gave you a Divination Crystal Ball!"

Roger looked like he wanted to cry as well at this moment, "I thought that was your thank-you gift for the two-week game."

"I thought... I thought... we were officially dating!" Lisa Turpin began to wail, "But... but... a week later you found a new girlfriend!"

By this time, the tension in the Ravenclaw Common Room had completely vanished.

The students, either sitting on sofas or leaning against the walls, watched the "performance" between Roger and Lisa Turpin with great interest, occasionally letting out soft exclamations as if they were enjoying a stage play.