My brain was too fogged up and tired to even try to comprehend what Evangel was doing.
Why wasn't she claiming her victory and taking the reward!?
At this point, Professor Snape began to slowly shift his gaze up, scanning everyone's legs with his eyes.
Even though I still couldn't see his expression, his trembling legs told me enough.
To be fair, if I was a teacher in his situation, I'd be pissed off as well.
Even if Evangel didn't step forward now, Professor Snape would look up soon enough and realize she was the winner anyway.
So, why was she standing still!?
Where was the smart, ambitious, and intelligent Evangel I had read about in the book?
Why was she doing this?
Countless questions flooded my brain, but no answers appeared, causing a headache to take shape within.
Giving up on trying to understand her actions, I grabbed her shoulder and stepped forward, dragging her behind me.
