HP Star Shining

She thought again about what had happened just now, and realized that there was indeed a gap between her and Draco.

If it were before, he would have definitely pulled her aside to talk for a long time and would not have rushed to find Goyle and Crabbe. Now, perhaps he felt uncomfortable staying in the same box with her?

But it's not his fault. She overestimated herself and thought she could stay out of it.

I clearly decided to be a spectator from the beginning, but I couldn't stick to my original intention.

If only Cedric could survive, she thought.

She thought, if only Sirius could not die.

She thought, it would be great if no one could die.

As I thought about it, my blinking became slower and slower, and finally I closed my eyes.

After finishing the topic of the Quidditch World Cup, Harry realized that Su Xingchen had been out for a long time, which was not in line with her character. She never liked to wander around on the train.

"I'm going to look for Xingchen." He stood up.

"I'll come with you." Hermione also closed the book.

Not long after, the two returned to the box.

Ron asked in surprise, "Didn't you go looking for Xingchen? Where is she?"

When Harry didn't answer, Hermione said, "She fell asleep in another compartment and we didn't wake her."

I don’t know how long I slept. When Su Xingchen opened his eyes, Goyle and Crabbe were sitting opposite me. They were chatting in low voices, unlike the loud-voiced Goyle and Crabbe.

Illusion. The people opposite should be Harry and Ron.

She twisted her neck and saw Draco sitting in the same row, holding a book.

Her chaotic mind gradually became clear. It was not an illusion. She came out because it was too noisy and then fell asleep in the next box.

Su Xingchen moved, and something slid down from his shoulder to his arm. It was a coat.

She remembered that someone was adjusting her position when she was half asleep, and she thought it was Hermione, so she didn't open her eyes.

The style of clothes can easily reveal who its owner is.

When Hermione holds a book, she definitely gives people the feeling that she is studying hard and seriously.

Is the young master also such a studious person? There is an inexplicable strangeness, it feels like he is not reading.

Su Xingchen wanted to laugh, and actually laughed.

It's her problem.

She got stuck in a dead end and took the position of a savior to demand Draco Malfoy, who was a minor villain.

To be fair, she cannot expect everyone to be a good person. No one is absolutely just, not even herself.

At least Draco was really good to her and never cheated on her.

The girl's laughter was sweet and clear, with the low, hoarse sound typical of someone who has just woken up.

Draco looked over and saw that his pure little doe eyes were still a little misty, as if he had not yet fully woken up from his sleep.

What is really worth being happy about is that the unintentional alienation and resentment deep in the eyes seem to be washed away by the light laughter.

He closed the book with ease. Apart from the barely perceptible redness in the tip of his ear, Draco did not seem embarrassed at all about being seen through. He had not really intended to read in the first place.

The rain outside the car window showed no sign of letting up. Su Xingchen sat up straight and asked, "How long will it take to get to Hogwarts?"

"About an hour."

She actually slept for so long and she hasn't even changed her clothes yet.

"I have to go back, thank you." Su Xingchen took off his coat and returned it to its owner, then said goodbye to Goyle and Crabbe.

Draco took the clothes without a word and put them on the seat.

Before opening the door, Su Xingchen stopped, turned around and smiled brightly, "Draco, you have to think of a gift quickly, otherwise I will decide."

Draco thought, she was still too simple, easily seen through. That was why he kept a proper distance, perfectly avoiding her resistance and preventing the relationship between them from falling apart.

Simple, isn't it? He seemed to have an innate understanding of how to face the stars.

A hidden smile seeped into his gray eyes like moisture in the air. Draco raised one corner of his mouth, revealing a smile that looked wilted and malicious. "You wish."

Su Xingchen returned to the next room and Hermione was about to change into her wizard robe.

"Aren't you going to ask me where I've been?" She couldn't help but ask when they went to change clothes together. After they went in, no one asked her what she had been doing for so long. It was a bit strange, wasn't it?

"I know," said Hermione. "Harry and I went to look for you and found you asleep."

I see. I guess she must have seen her before Draco and the other two came back, otherwise she wouldn't be so calm.

There was a rumble of thunder in the sky, and the door of the Hogwarts train finally opened.

"I can't believe we're taking a ferry across the lake in this weather," Hermione shuddered.

Harry and the other three followed the crowd as usual and headed towards the horseless carriage.

The long carriage team splashed water and drove through the gate to the road leading to Hogwarts Castle. The carriages were shaking violently due to the strong wind.

Hogwarts was getting closer and closer, and the many windows were dimly lit under the thick rain curtains. The carriage stopped at the bottom of the stairs in front of the double oak doors.

A flash of lightning split the sky, and the people in the carriage jumped out and hurried up the steps.

"Oh my god, I almost got soaked." Ron shook his head vigorously. "Luckily, there are stars."

Su Xingchen had learned a waterproof spell before, and this time, she remembered to use it and cast a spell on her friends as well, so they stood out among the group of wet people.

When the spell was lifted, a large red balloon filled with water dropped from the ceiling and exploded above Ron's head.

Ron was splashed in the face and stumbled onto Harry beside him.

The second water bomb narrowly missed Hermione as it exploded at Harry's feet, sending icy water splattering across his shoes and socks.

"Peeves!" Ron roared.

Who else could be above their heads but Peeves, the most mischievous ghost?

"Lululu." Peeves stuck out his tongue. "You look out of place like this. I'm helping you blend in."

After saying this, it "whoosh" up the marble stairs and disappeared into the distance with a strange laugh.

Su Xingchen felt his shoes and socks that were splashed with water, and saw Ron who was soaked all over. He thought he was such an unlucky child.

The auditorium is still as magnificent as before, as it has been redecorated for the new semester.

"Why don't I see the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?" Hermione said, looking towards the staff table.

Harry looked around because of Hermione's words. Undoubtedly, none of their Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers had stayed for more than a year. Last year's Lupin had been Harry's favorite teacher, but he had resigned.

"Can't they find anyone?" Hermione was a little anxious.

A loud thunderclap resounded from the ceiling, black and purple clouds rolled continuously, and a standard lightning bolt lit up.

The door of the Great Hall opened and Professor McGonagall led a group of first-year students in.

Su Xingchen was shocked. They didn't look like they came by boat, but more like they came by swimming.

After the sorting, Hermione refused to eat the food obtained by "slave labor" because she learned from the Gryffindor ghost that Hogwarts also used house-elves.