nowhere.
"Niceness has triumphed!" cried General Granger.
"
"And what's the moral of today's battle?" said General Granger.
"
And the survivors of the Sunshine Regiment marched off toward the victory field, singing their marching song as they went:
Chapter 31: Working in Groups, Pt 2
Harry paced backward and forward in his general's office, which made a wonderful room for pacing, it didn't have any other uses as far as he could tell.
Hermione shouldn't have won that battle! Not on her first try, not when she wasn't at all violent by her nature, automatically being a great military commander on top of everything else was too much even for
Had she read about the tactic in a military history book? But it hadn't been just that one tactic, she'd had her forces perfectly positioned to block any retreat, her troops had been better coordinated than his
Had Professor Quirrell broken his promise not to help her? Had he given her the diary of General Tacticus or something?
Harry was missing something here, something really important, and his mind went around and around in circles, and he still couldn't figure it out.
Finally Harry sighed. He wasn't getting anywhere on this, and he had to go learn the Breaking Drill Hex from Hermione or someone before the next battle - Professor Quirrell had explained to Harry, his voice amused but with a sharp undertone of warning, that "no magical items except the ones I give you" included Muggle technology no matter how much that
Battles counted for a lot of Quirrell points if you were a general, and Harry needed to get cracking if he wanted to win Professor Quirrell's Christmas wish.
In his private room at Slytherin, Draco Malfoy stared off into space, as though the wall in front of his desk was the most fascinating surface in the world.
In retrospect it had been an obvious sort of idea as cunning plots went, but Granger wasn't
And then Draco finally did what he should have done much earlier.
What he should have done after the first time he met with Granger.
What Harry Potter had
Draco said out loud, "I notice that I am confused."
Draco was confused.
Therefore, something he believed was fiction.
Granger should not have been able to do all that.
Therefore, she probably hadn't.
With sudden horrified realization, Draco swept papers out of the way, hunting through the mess on his desk, until he found it.
And there it was.
Right in the list of people and equipment assigned to each of the three armies.
Draco had