Struggling to survive at Hogwarts

Chapter 186 Award Ceremony

Thanks to Daphne's skillful hands, Thea's blush was mostly covered up, and with Gella's help, Thea also managed to put on her robe, albeit clumsily.

After stepping out of the room, Thea immediately went from feeling weak and powerless to being full of energy!

If Gella hadn't been holding Thea's hand the whole time, even she would have thought Thea was alright...

"Let's go!"

Seeing Thea's rosy complexion, the group suppressed their worries and looked up again with typical Slytherin expressions.

Thea and her companions didn't encounter many junior wizards along their journey; they had probably all gone to the main hall, after all, today was no ordinary day.

Draco followed behind, and he could see Thea's back when he looked up—except for being slower than usual, he couldn't see anything wrong.

As the group slowly made their way into the hall, some people inside the hall seemed lost in thought.

"Harry...Harry!"

Ron called Harry several times but there was no response until Ron raised his voice and Harry snapped out of it.

"...What's wrong...Ron?"

Ron looked in the direction Harry had been lost in thought and immediately realized, "You were waiting for Thea and the others?"

Upon hearing that name, Harry felt a momentary nausea, "Um...yes..."

“They probably overslept!” Ron guessed nonchalantly.

Hermione, on the other hand, keenly sensed that something was off about Harry today, but the limited information she had wasn't enough for her to piece together the truth, so she had no choice but to keep it to herself.

When Snape glanced again, seemingly casually, at an empty seat in Slytherin, his already bad expression worsened.

How did Nott learn potions?

It's just a fever, is it really that hard to treat?

Yes, Snape knew that Thea had a fever.

He had originally planned to sneak in and force-feed the other person some magic potion, but he wasn't sure how many layers of security the other person would have set up in the room...

Thinking of what the kids had mentioned about Thea's injuries, Snape deduced that Thea's injuries were not very serious, so he did not risk entering Thea's room.

But the other party still hasn't appeared. Snape couldn't help but frown. Could it be that besides the wound on his hand, Black has suffered other injuries?

But those little brats didn't mention it in the dorm!

Snape was unaware that information involving that person, especially since it was an Unforgivable Curse, meant that even the most carefree Zabini and the others wouldn't casually reveal it.

Just as Snape was about to get up and go to the Slytherin common room, Thea and the others finally arrived.

Hey! Thea!

"Thea is here!"

Good morning, Thea!

"Didn't you sleep well last night? Thea, you're a little late this morning!"

Thea had barely stepped into the hall when she was surrounded by the little wizards.

Draco had never hated the lack of self-restraint of these young wizards so much!

Didn't they say Thea was late?

Why don't you all make way and let her go to her seat?

She has an injury on her hand!

Be careful!

She has a fever!

Don't push your way over!

Draco and the others were screaming like chickens inside, but Thea still responded to the young wizards with a beaming smile.

"Thank you, Sophie!"

"Lina, you look beautiful today!"

"Guli! The bread you gave me last time was very good. Please give my regards to your aunt!"

Watching Thea flit among the flowers with effortless grace, Snape, with his gloomy face, Harry, unsure of what expression to make, and Professor McGonagall, who knew only a little bit of information, all twitched their brows.

After dealing with the group of young wizards, Thea finally went to her seat.

Thea's heart skipped a beat when she saw the two prefects arrive, but she continued to exchange pleasantries with them.

The two prefects weren't just making trouble for no reason. Next year, Thea will be a fifth-year student, and if nothing unexpected happens, she will definitely be a prefect in Slytherin!

The two naturally planned to communicate with Thea from time to time, since Thea would be joining their Slytherin management team next semester.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The sound of Dumbledore striking the golden cup rang out, and the hall gradually quieted down.

"The awards ceremony for the three-way battle will be at nine o'clock this morning, so everyone hurry up and fill your stomachs!"

At the principal's command, everyone began to eat diligently.

Looking at the delicious food on the table, Thea paused for a moment before picking up a glass of hot milk and taking small sips.

Gella thoughtfully pushed the sandwich in front of Thea, earning a grateful smile from Thea—Thea couldn't use her left hand, but she could eat the sandwich with her right hand.

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After breakfast, Dumbledore waved his wand, and the tables and chairs in the hall immediately transformed into rows, and everyone sat down in turn.

To Thea's left was a Slytherin girl, and to her right were Daphne and the others—Thea had intended to sit on the outermost edge, but she was a step too late.

Today is a day to remember!

"Over the past year, they have experienced courageous adventures, enjoyed the joy of victory, and passed tests of courage..."

"It feels like he's giving some kind of year-end summary..."

A Slytherin girl to Thea's left complained to Thea and bumped Thea's left arm.

Thea gasped softly in surprise, and Draco and the others looked over nervously.

"Thea? Are you alright?"

The girl looked at Thea apologetically, not understanding why Draco and the others were reacting so strongly.

"It's nothing, I was just startled..."

Thea tried to convince her brain that the injury was healed, while concocting a flawless excuse to successfully fool the other party.

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it..."

Thea smiled but didn't say anything; she knew the other person didn't mean it.

After the brief incident, the formal award ceremony for the four warriors began on stage.

Thea finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Cedric and Harry lift the trophy together...

All her efforts were worthwhile...

Finally, I have a reason to clear my name in front of Dumbledore...

After being given several bottles of Theodore's potions, Thea managed to hold on until Durmstrang and Beauxbatons' farewell ceremony ended.

While everyone was saying their reluctant goodbyes, Thea quietly slipped back to her dormitory.

Lying on the long-unused bed, Thea finally let herself drift off to sleep...

Everything should be alright now, right?

Thea thought to herself, still half-asleep.