Was It Really That Much Fun?

In the days that followed, everyone was talking about Black and the Dementor.

There are differing accounts of how he entered the castle.

Albert Anderson of Gryffindor House said that Black could become a shadow and follow behind others.

He spoke with such conviction that no one dared to walk in the sunlight.

It seemed as if the shadow could grab a magic wand at any moment and deliver a One Thousand Years of Death from behind.

For several days in a row, Albert hid in the dormitory toilet. He even said that if he left the dormitory, he would be killed by his shadow... and thus missed many classes.

Everyone realized what was going on and started looking for reasons to skip class.

Jon Hart said he was afraid of the dark, the kind of person who couldn't even look at a blackboard, while Black... you can tell from his name that he's very dark-skinned;

Alan Harris said that Black, like Professor Quirrell, had become a ghost.

So when Professor Binns emerged from the blackboard as usual, in Sadako's manner, Hermione was the only student in the classroom.

She was so tired from using the Time-Turner lately that she fell asleep right there on the table.

Professor Binns felt insulted and, unable to bear the bullying, threatened to commit suicide.

So be it, he's already a ghost anyway.

The most outrageous one was Professor Trelawney.

McGonagall cut her budget; what used to buy half a month's worth of sherry now only lasts ten days.

How can we live without sherry?

I can't live like this anymore!

Trelawney was shivering with cold and could only numb her senses by sleeping in class every day.

During one of his classes, Lavender asked Black how he got in.

Frustrated by the noise, Professor Trelawney casually pointed to the cover of the book "Unfogging the Future".

--Big Dahei.

So everyone thought that Trelawney meant that Black had become an ominous sign, a Dahei.

Fang is in trouble; many students think it's Black.

Fang had no choice but to hide in Hagrid's Hut all day, afraid to go out. He was afraid that a student would knock him down with a brick and turn him into dog meat hotpot.

In the end, it was Elena Kaslana who ended the argument.

She believed that Black had sneaked into the school dressed as a woman.

The skirts in the Gryffindor Common Room are the strongest evidence.

Most people agree with this viewpoint, finding it reasonable, well-founded, and without any logical flaws.

Elena truly lives up to her reputation as the great detective, the Watson of Hogwarts.

Wood is the strongest supporter of this claim.

He insisted that the women's clothing found in his dormitory was evidence left by Black.

Furthermore, they unequivocally oppose Professor McGonagall's live magic broadcasts, believing it to be a violation of everyone's privacy and human rights.

He should be hanged on the Quidditch ball frame!

Professor McGonagall didn't know about human rights; all she knew was that she really wanted to hang Ron right now.

It's best to air dry them before throwing them outside the school to feed the dogs (Black).

Because Ron lost another 100 points to Snape.

The reason is simple: after Snape was robbed, he accused Ron of stealing it while he was in solitary confinement.

This is absolutely an attempt to make a fuss over nothing. You know, back in the Headmaster's Office, he still thought that Black and Professor Lupin were working together.

As long as points can be deducted, it doesn't matter who gets the hat (points deducted) anyway.

Ron alone lost 300 points, and with Harry and McLaggen... Gryffindor has now broken through to the "Dou Di" level.

They continue to consolidate their advantage, taking the lead in the college standings.

Gryffindor has broken the record for the lowest score.

In a sense, this year's Gryffindor wizards have made history.

No, every point they deduct is making history, so they still have a chance to challenge themselves and surpass themselves!

Looking around, none of the other three colleges had anyone who could fight.

I'm so lonely, it's like I'm bursting with urine!

Ron became a big celebrity.

He was feeling quite unwell the next day because he had been selling photos in the Slytherin Common Room, and he had only dreamt about it a few times.

Normally, even Harry doesn't know that only Scabbers listens to his innermost thoughts.

Now look what happened; I don't know why I acted impulsively.

But strangely, when Snape accused him of stealing the Potions, people suddenly became interested in him.

They paid more attention to him than to Harry.

Especially during class, Snape, who used to only ask Harry questions, now asks him questions too, saying things that sound sarcastic or unsettling.

Ron instantly felt elated.

Hermione raised her hand to answer the question, but Snape ignored her and even gave her a jealous look.

This was the first time Ron had ever received such treatment, and he clearly enjoyed the experience.

He was happy to tell anyone how he stole Snape's Potions, adding many "details" of his own imagination.

This didn't last long; on Thursday, he received seventy-two Howler from Mrs. Weasley.

That day, the Gryffindor dormitory was filled with the sound of royal cannons all morning.

For a long time afterward, Ron spoke very loudly to others, asking:

"What did you say? Speak louder, I can't hear you!"

With the arrival of the full moon, Professor Lupin took leave.

Professor Snape was quite satisfied; after serving as the acting professor of Defence Against Dark Magic for several days, he had finally had his fill of doing so.

William and Hermione weren't too surprised; they both knew Lupin was Werewolf. They just didn't say anything.

Snape went even further, assigning each grade the task of killing Werewolf.

Soon, the claim that Black was Werewolf resurfaced and became widely circulated.

That's how Hogwarts is; the rumors change every day, just like the United Kingdom weather.

Let the bullets fly for a while!

The first Quidditch Match was drawing near, but the weather was getting worse.

Ravenclaw had stopped training long ago, and only Gryffindor was on the field, putting in a great effort.

In Wood's words:

They have no matches this week, so they want to put all their energy into training.

No one is allowed to stay until they are completely exhausted, drenched in sweat, or so weak in the legs that they can't walk.

Wood believed in the principle of rigorous training; he wanted to put his team members, especially Harry, through extremely tough training.

And so... their story ended tragically.

Friday morning,

William received some unexpected news: Ravenclaw was unable to compete against Slytherin.

The Slytherin Quidditch Team's reason was: Malfoy's arm had not yet fully healed.

Snape approved the request and switched Ravenclaw to Gryffindor.

The two colleges he hated most were locked in a love-hate relationship, and it was all happening amidst a storm... it was hilarious.

Snape's mood inexplicably improved, and during class, he even gave William a zero, telling him to do better on Saturday.

This seems to imply that William should kick all the Gryffindor students off the broom.

Not deducting points is already an act of the utmost care.

Wood was dumbfounded. He had practically worn out his players, and now you're suddenly telling me there's a match?

Harry, in particular, was tortured to the point of near death by Wood on the training ground.

What should we do?

"Gryffindor has been overtrained; we can rack up points to our heart's content. This is a great opportunity to crush the weaker opponents."

Sitting at the Ravenclaw dining table, Cho excitedly pumped her fist.

William nodded.

Cedric, however, thought differently.

"Gryffindor so weak right now, don't you want to enjoy the game? Why don't you find a strong opponent for the first match?"

"Do you have to pick on the easy target?"

Qiu smiled broadly, "Soft persimmons are the tastiest."

Cedric shook his head and said, "You're like a sick cat. Aren't you worried about the quality of the match? Qiu, let me be frank, you're at the peak of your strength, like a wolf in sheep's clothing."

Qiu asked, "Do you think the basis for enjoying a match is that the players are evenly matched? What's wrong with beating weaker opponents? You can still enjoy it."

Of course, I don't mean it should be too weak. No one can stand a fight that ends in three to five minutes; a slightly longer duration is just right.

"So, what length do you think would be just right?"

Autumn held up one finger.

"One hour."

Cedric pondered for a long time, then said regretfully, "Was that really that interesting?"

"Yes, I have!"

Cedric suddenly laughed and said, "With such heavy rain, why don't Ravenclaw also request a postponement and let our Hufflepuff fill in?"

William and Cho both gave him the middle finger.

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