When Jerry returned to the Slytherin Common Room, he found nearly everyone gathered there, cheering and celebrating.
But the moment he walked in, the lively room seemed to go on mute. Every cheer and laugh stopped, leaving a strange tension in the air.
"It's fine. Keep the music playing, keep dancing!" Jerry waved a hand.
The other Slytherin students saw the look on his face and lost all desire to celebrate.
"It's all right. You're celebrating for me, after all... right?" Jerry smiled at them, showing his white teeth as he spoke in a friendly, perfectly agreeable tone.
"Heh, yes, exactly!" The students nodded and forced smiles. They really were celebrating for him, but... could he please leave first?
With him there, they were scared!
"Didn't you hear me tell you to carry on? Since none of you want to humor me, I won't stand on ceremony either." Jerry saw that no one was moving and got straight to the point. "There's something I'd like to discuss with you."
"Which kind soul among the older students put my name in the Goblet of Fire?" Jerry smiled at the seventh-years. "Don't worry, I don't mean anything by it. I just want to thank him in person! No hard feelings. Absolutely none!"
The seventh-years exchanged looks. Which one of them had been crazy enough to put this living nightmare's name in the Goblet of Fire? Judging by Jerry Green's kindly expression, whoever he caught tonight would end up black and blue all over!
Jerry took in their expressions, and his doubts only grew. Had those pests really had nothing to do with it?
Maybe he should give them all a beating anyway. They probably hadn't done it, but that didn't mean none of them had. Better to beat the innocent than let