All Heavens: Sharing Talents with

After Snape left, the room seemed empty, Chu Yang released the owl from the cage and began to feed it, "Big white fat, you eat more, in case we are in trouble in the future, you can grow more meat as a reserve grain." The

owl, which was eating fiercely, trembled and silently pulled its head out of the pile of food.

Chu Yang, who had successfully pranked him, smiled heartily.

Tiredly fell on the bed, his eyes closed unconsciously, and I don't know how long it took, he faintly heard someone talking in his ears.

"Goyle, Crabbe, although I missed the sorting ceremony this time because of illness, my father specially arranged a double room for me in order to let me rest well, and he also said that he would personally come to the school to find trouble with Dumbledore!"

"At that time, I must ask my father to clean up those monsters in the lake!"

"Someone here is sleeping, it seems to be my roommate, let's go say hello..."

As soon as the words fell, Chu Yang opened his eyes and saw the three Malfoy standing stiffly in front of him, looking at him dumbfounded.

"So, my new roommate is you?" Chu Yang, who was sleepy-eyed, said a little impatiently: "You guys made me sleep, you know?"

"I'm sorry!" Goyle and Crabbe bowed ninety degrees in apology.

Malfoy's family lineage is truly remarkable.

But in school, Chu Yang's fists were also hard, and the two knew this very well.

"You two cowards, why are you so respectful to him?" Malfoy, who had just returned from the university hospital, was full of breath, and he obviously didn't realize how dangerous his situation was.

At this time, Chu Yang had been completely woken up by his loud voice, and was sitting on the bed, looking at him with an unkind expression.

"Draco, there's something I haven't had time to tell you..." Goyle crept into Malfoy's ear and whispered the wonderful story that the other party had missed in the past two days.

As he listened, Malfoy's face changed suddenly, his previous arrogance vanished, and he asked doubtfully, "Are you kidding me?" How could he win so many people with his bare hands?

Goyle and Crabbe shook their heads in unison, and Goyle reminded him, "Draco, you better believe..."

Malfoy still wanted to say something more, but Chu Yang, who was sitting on the bed, pulled out a bookmark from the book, wrapped the armed color domineering on it, and threw it out.

The bookmark shot out from Chu Yang's hand like a cannonball, and was firmly inserted on the door frame above the heads of the three people opposite.

Most of the bookmarks are like cutting tofu, submerged into the wooden door frame.

Malfoy's pupils shrank suddenly, Goyle and Crabbe exclaimed, and the three of them held hands and stepped back towards the door in horror.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little angry when I get up." Chu Yang sat on the bed and looked at him with a smile and said: "Why are you stunned, come in and sleep, it's so late!"

After that, he said to Goyle and Crabbe again: "How? Are you two ready to stay and sleep too?

As soon as these words came out, the two big white fat men immediately dropped Malfoy, who was shivering next to them, turned around and ran without hesitation, and disappeared in the doorway in a blink of an eye.

"You two damn traitors!" Malfoy was shocked and furious, he wanted to run, but he didn't have any strength in his body, and his legs were as heavy as if they had been poured with lead. A

cool breath suddenly rushed to the back of his head, and Malfoy's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he said with some crying, "I'm sorry for disturbing your sleep..."

"I accept your apology, Mr. Malfoy." Chu Yang yawned and lay back again, "I hope you don't wake me up again, it's best not to make any movement, I'm a very light sleeper."

Malfoy looked up at the bookmark deeply embedded in the door frame, swallowed dryly, and then covered his throat in horror.

Because he found that in a quiet and empty room, the sound of swallowing saliva would also become obvious.

Even though Chu Yang said that he could come in and sleep, Malfoy did not dare to stay in the same room with Chu Yang, and he tiptoed out, not forgetting to help Chu Yang close the door of the room.

Poor Malfoy, the first night he spent his first night out of the hospital in the common room.

Fortunately, no one grabbed the sofa with him, and the fire in the lounge would not be extinguished.

In the flickering light of the fire, Malfoy curled up on the couch and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Malfoy woke up to a strange laugh.

He opened his eyes and found that he was surrounded by classmates, as well as senior seniors.

Even......

Professor Snape, the Head of Slytherin House, was standing right in front of him!

"Wow! I just came to take a look just in case, but I didn't expect there were really guests in the lounge last night! Snape said in a displeased voice, "First year students have such a soft spot for this common room?" Still rushing to sleep?

"Stand up for me! Malfoy!

Hearing Snape's roar, Malfoy froze, dozed off for a moment, and rolled off the couch in a hurry.

The laughter around him grew stronger until Snape's gloomy gaze swept around.

The students quickly left the lounge with their heads down.

Embarrassed, Malfoy got up from the ground, not forgetting to sort out his issue, and then said respectfully, "Good morning, Professor Snape."

"Good morning? I don't think it's good at all! Snape said angrily, "Your classmates slept in the common room last night, not only did they lose Slytherin etiquette, but they also deducted points for the house on the first day of school!"

"Now you're doing it again?" Snape's voice echoed in Malfoy's ears like a storm in the valley, "May I ask what would happen if your father saw you like this at school?"

Malfoy shuddered, and immediately pleaded in a low voice, "Professor, please don't let my father know that he will kill me..."

Snape took Malfoy's fear into his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, "Now tell me, why are you sleeping here?"

Malfoy hesitated, but under Snape's sharp gaze, he swallowed and repeated what had happened last night.

"A small piece of paper, without any magic help, embedded like a knife in the door frame?" Snape sneered disdainfully, "Mr. Malfoy, are you telling a story?"

"I should probably help you contribute to the Daily Prophet or the Contrarian, the great novelist Mr. Draco Malfoy!"

Malfoy cried aggrievedly and whispered, "Professor, I didn't lie, Goyle and Crabbe saw it!"

Now it was Snape's turn to be suspicious.

Is there really such an outrageous thing?