Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Chapter 271: Carnival Party and Preparation for Departure

Chapter 271: Carnival Party and Preparation for Departure

Under the roars of the Gryffindor students, Harry and the rest of his team hovered down. They gathered in mid air, and returned to the ground in complete disarray.

Harry smiled happily, and in the cheers of everyone, Alicia, Angelina and Katie had all kissed him.

He turned shyly and saw Evan and Hermione, standing on the edge of the field, trying to fight their way over, waving to him.

Before Harry had time to greet them both, he was surrounded by Gryffindor supporters.

“Yes!” Ron seemed to recover from the shock he had just received. He yanked Harry’s arm into the air and shouted, “Yes! We won!”

“Well done, Harry!” said Percy, looking delighted. “Ten Galleons to me! Must find Penelope, excuse me…”

“Wonderful, Harry!” Colin yelled. “I took your picture at the moment you caught the Snitch.”

“Ruddy brilliant!” boomed Hagrid over the heads of the milling Gryffindors.

“Your father was also an excellent seeker. He will be very proud of you, Harry!” Sirius was pleased to say that; he came over looking both shocked and happy. “Your Patronus is exactly the same as James’s.”

“The Dementors didn’t affect me at all, Sirius, I didn’t feel a thing!” said Harry excitedly. “After successfully conjuring the Patronus, maybe I have managed to adapt to them….”

“Oh, that would be because they weren’t Dementors, but disguised people.” Sirius said, “Let’s go, I’d like to see who they are!”

He led Harry out of the crowd until they were able to see the edge of the field.

Evan and Hermione, who had just squeezed out of the crowd, hurried up. They first congratulated Harry on catching the Snitch and then talked about the Dementors.

“It’s Malfoy, Goyle, Crabbe, and Marcus Flint. The four of them pretended to be Dementors to scare you.” Hermione said with a smile. “But they had miscalculated; Malfoy probably didn’t expect to meet so many Patronuses. He was terrified. ”

In front of them, Professor McGonagall was bending furiously over Malfoy and the others, and Snape was standing beside her, with a slightly awkward look on his gloomy face.

It never occurred to him that the students in his House would be so foolish!

“An unworthy trick!” Professor McGonagall shouted. “A low and cowardly attempt to sabotage the Gryffindor Seeker! Detention for all of you, and fifty points from Slytherin! I shall be speaking to Professor Dumbledore about this, and yes, I’m going to tell your parents what the four of you have done!”

Malfoy shivered and turned to Snape for help.

Snape gave him a hard look and turned around to plead for Malfoy, but Professor McGonagall did not give him a chance. She didn’t even look at Snape.

If anything could have set the seal on Gryffindor’s victory, it was this.

They watched Professor McGonagall ignore Snape and Malfoy stand in a state of panic. Behind him, Goyle and Crabbe’s heads were still wrapped in robes, struggling so hard that they could not help laughing.

Colin madly took pictures of the scene as fast as he could.

“I dare say that this is enough for me to be happy for a year!” said Ron who had fought his way through to Harry’s side.

“This is the happiest day of my life!” Harry replied.

“Come on, Harry!” Fred and George also fought their way over. They shouted in unison, “Party! Gryffindor Common Room, now!”

The Gryffindor House had not been so busy for a long time. Harry and the rest of the team led the way, still in their scarlet robes, out of the stadium and back up to the castle.

Everyone followed them, and it felt as though they had already won the Quidditch Cup.

Everyone crowded into the Gryffindor Common Room, and even Sirius was there. The party went on all day and well into the night.

When the house-elves brought the dinner up, Fred and George Weasley disappeared for a couple of hours and returned with armfuls of bottles of butterbeer, pumpkin fizz, and several bags full of Honeydukes sweets.

Everyone was happy, and the mood in the tower was at its best.

Only two people weren’t joining in the festivities. First of all Hermione, incredibly, was sitting in a corner, attempting to read a book entitled “The Civilization and Habits of the Centaurs”, which was a thousand pages thick and looked daunting.

Beside her, Evan was drawing the trajectory of Mars on a notebook.

Unlike Hermione, he had planned to participate in the party before.

But he imagined what it would feel like to have to watch people party to their hearts’ content while he was doing all the work on his own.

In short, halfway through the party, Evan honestly had to sit down next to Hermione and study the astrology she had recorded this semester.

Everyone occasionally looked oddly at the two people. After seeing Hermione’s face, they were careful not to approach. No one wanted to be preached.

As everyone began to pay attention to Fred and George starting to juggle butterbeer bottles, Harry took three drinks and walked up to them.

“Relax, Evan, Hermione!” said Harry. “You’ve been sitting here reading since the end of the game, and I don’t understand…”

“Obviously, if you and Ron were a little more concerned, neither of us would be so tired!” Hermione said sharply, closing the book heavily and looking at Harry angrily. “In a few hours, we will go to the Forbidden Forest, looking for the Centaurs. I can’t believe it, you are still partying, not even thinking to get prepared!”

“This…” Harry shook his head and remembered that there was such a thing.

He was looking forward to tonight’s adventure, but he was overwhelmed by the joy of winning the game and the subsequent joyful atmosphere and forgot about it.

Ron seemed almost the same. He seemed to have completely forgotten about it.

“I don’t think we need to worry. Sirius will be there, we…” Harry prevaricated.

“He is more excessive than you and Ron. I doubt if he still remembers what we are going to do tonight.” Hermione looked angrily at Sirius, who was quarreling with several seniors. “He’s drunk. Is he going to take us to the Centaurs’ colony like this?!”

Harry didn’t know how to answer Hermione, and he turned to Evan for help.

Evan gave him a helpless look. He knew that Hermione was too nervous about going to the Centaurs’ colony, so she was a bit irritable.

Faced with Hermione in this state, he didn’t know what to say either.

Moreover, facing tonight’s unknown adventure, he also became nervous.