Chapter 702: End-of-Year Feast - The House Cup!!! (II)
"You are also a Hallow... Blghb..."
Black covered Ron's mouth, eying around if someone had heard him.
Decked in Slytherin colors of green and silver, the Great Hall around them was full of hubbub.
From the Slytherin table, the cheers hadn't stopped in celebration.
Slytherin had won the House Cup for the seventh year in a row and a huge banner, showing the Slytherin serpent, was propped up on the wall behind the High Table as its testament.
The boys, though, couldn't be stopped looking at Black at this moment.
Draco eyed menacingly at Black, sitting opposite them and next to Harry. "Why didn't you tell us?" he asked, sneering. "Trying to feel special, were you?"
Harry also looked puzzled.
Black tore his hand from Ron's mouth, brushed the saliva away, and chuckled.
"I got it when I was in hospital," he told them, looking at Harry. "Actually, it was the notification that woke me up. My Spell is Magical Script..."
Harry's eyes lit up.