Chapter 670: Tonks’ Concealment and Disguise Course
When they returned to the Changing Rooms, the cheerful atmosphere remained.
"I guess Davies must have been faking his illness," Mikel said excitedly. "He knew Ravenclaw had no chance of winning this match, especially with Kyle riding a Firebolt."
"Don't say that," Cedric replied, shaking his head as he changed into his robe. "Harry Potter from Gryffindor also has a Firebolt, and he's a Seeker too. If Roger Davies were truly afraid of losing, he'd probably just quit the team entirely. Besides, Cho mentioned yesterday that Davies was knocked off his broom by a Bludger. I doubt Madam Pomfrey would release him so quickly."
"Okay..." Mikel muttered, shivering slightly at the thought.
Back in his first year, Mikel had seen firsthand how firm Madam Pomfrey could be. If she decided Davies wasn't fit to play, not even Professor Flitwick could change her mind.
"Alright, let's go," Cedric said with a smile. "How about a party in the common room tonight? This is our first win of the year—it definitely calls for a celebration."
The team eagerly agreed and left the Changing Rooms in high spirits.
The castle itself seemed to share their joy. The match had lifted the shadow that had been hanging over Hogwarts in recent days. Conversations shifted away from the ominous silence surrounding You-Know-Who and the Death Eaters. Instead, students began focusing on their upcoming Defence Against the Dark Arts class.
Thanks to rumors spread by the sixth years, most of the school knew the new Instructor had arrived.
"I hope this new Instructor can actually teach us something," Hannah said in the common room later. "I'm so tired of endless copying and reciting. It's barely past Christmas, and I've already spent a Galleon more on parchment than last year. At this rate, I won't even have enough money left for my allowance."
"I don't think that'll be a problem," Cedric said. "From what I've heard, she's the complete opposite of Umbridge."