Snakes at Hogwarts

"What's the matter, Draco?" Andros, who was sitting next to the fireplace in the lounge, raised his head in confusion.

He was concentrating on reading the book in his hand, and he didn't hear clearly what Draco was yelling about. He only heard what he was talking about about broomsticks.

"It's Scarhead! That damn guy got a brand new broomstick from somewhere!" Draco yelled through gritted teeth.

"And it's Nimbus 2000! The fastest broom on the market!"

It turned out that this was what happened. After hearing Draco's complaint, Andros suddenly understood that he had triggered a new plot.

Remember their first flying lesson, when Harry and Draco had an argument over Neville's lost memory ball on the grass?

As rivals who dislike each other, they are naturally unwilling to give in, which will undoubtedly make them look inferior in front of the other.

This quickly escalated the situation. Stimulated by each other's words, the two men flew into the sky on broomsticks, and then engaged in an aerial duel similar to the flying duels that ancient wizards were keen on.

Harry Potter should be said to be the winner of this contest.

Because this little boy who had never touched a broomstick before showed his extraordinary Quidditch talent in this mid-air confrontation.

Moreover, it was a coincidence that Professor McGonagall, who was correcting students' homework in his office on the second floor of the castle, was very irritated by the little wizard's papers that were full of loopholes.

She stood by the window, wanting to look at the scenery outside the window to soothe her anger, and the window outside the office happened to be the lawn where the students were taking flying lessons.

Standing by the window, Professor McGonagall clearly saw everything happening above the lawn. Harry controlled the broom to dive downwards, grabbed a glass ball one foot from the ground, and then rolled and fell to the grass. .

Merlin, this is simply a natural seeker!

If this matter were changed to something else that violated school rules, or if the protagonist of this matter was changed to a young wizard from another college, then Professor McGonagall would probably take away the people involved and deal with it seriously.

Just like she usually does.

However, this was done by a Gryffindor, and it was closely related to Quidditch.

As we all know, Professor McGonagall is an avid Quidditch fan. Over the years, she has maintained an extremely crazy enthusiasm for this sport.

It is conceivable that the young Professor McGonagall was probably also a member of the Gryffindor Quidditch team at that time.

What's more, she also received a complaint from Oliver Wood, the current captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team not long ago. Professor McGonagall knew clearly that the current Gryffindor team lacked an embarrassing person. A useful seeker.

The new Quidditch season is about to begin.

It can be said that countless coincidences caused this event to happen.

I don’t need to say more about what happened next.

Harry not only escaped punishment, but became the youngest Seeker in nearly a century.

In order for him to excel at Quidditch, Professor McGonagall even used her own salary to equip Harry with the fastest broomstick on the market at the time.

is this okay?

I'm afraid it's not good.

It is hard to believe that as the vice-principal of Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall would take the lead in breaking many school rules. For example, as emphasized in the admission letter, first-year students are prohibited from carrying broomsticks.

However, this is not something incomprehensible. No matter what, she is a Gryffindor after all.

Gryffindors have an innate adventurous spirit in their bones, and most people with this spirit will not be bound by those rules.

Even Professor McGonagall, who seems to be selfless and strictly follows school rules, is no exception.

At this point, Gryffindor and Slytherin show very similar traits.

They are unwilling to abide by the rules and even believe that only those who are weak or not brave enough need to survive under the protection of the rules.

...

"Ender! Ender!" Draco's shout came to his ears, and Andros came to his senses. The former was shaking his arms violently.

"Are you listening to me carefully?" The arrogant little dragon pouted and looked at Andros with extremely dissatisfied eyes.

"Ah~I~of course I am listening carefully. What did you just say?"

"I just said that the most annoying thing is that I immediately reported Scarhead's secret carrying of the broomstick to Professor Flitwick who was passing by."

"But guess how you found it? The professor seemed to have known about it for a long time. He didn't care about that damn Scarhead at all!"

Draco grumbled to Andros, and it took him a long time to react.

"Wait a minute, didn't you just say you listened carefully! Why do you have to ask me again!"

This idiot!

Seeing the little dragon glaring at him angrily, Andros suppressed a smile. He pulled Draco to a sofa nearby and comforted the dissatisfied Draco.

"Do you know why he can carry a broomstick so unscrupulously?" Andros asked.

"Why? Is it because he is some kind of so-called savior? If that's the case, I'll get a scar on my head tomorrow too!"

"Of course not." Hearing Draco's words, Andros couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Does this idiot think that having a scar on his forehead is the savior?

"Professor McGonagall could make an exception and allow him to carry a broomstick only because of one thing."

"What's up?"

"He became a member of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, an official player."

"What did you say!" Draco opened his mouth in disbelief.

"How can this be!"

"How is it impossible? Otherwise, why do you think Professor McGonagall, who has always been strict, would turn a blind eye to such a violation of school rules?"

"But, he is only in the first year. Is Professor McGonagall crazy? How could she agree to such a ridiculous thing!" Draco's chest was shaking violently.

He was very excited now. If things were really as Ender said, wouldn't he be completely outclassed by that damn Scarhead?

This was something Draco couldn't accept.

"Have you forgotten the flying talent Harry showed during the first flying lesson that day? If I remember correctly, Professor McGonagall took Harry away at that time. Then, did you see Was he punished in any way?"

To be honest, Andros was really unwilling to hit Draco.

But, this is so interesting.

Looking at the angry dragon who was going to find Professor McGonagall's theory, Andros felt an uncontrollable smile rippling in his heart. He quickly took Draco's hand and pressed him on the chair again. superior.

"Don't worry, your theory with Professor McGonagall won't yield any results. I have a better solution."

"What solution?" In the Slytherin lounge, Draco looked at Andros in confusion.In fact, he is not as stupid as he looks. At least, this little dragon has always known that Ender is smarter than him and has more tricks.

Therefore, on many things, he would come over to ask Andros's opinion first.

"Let me ask you, why are you so angry?" Andros held back a smile and looked at Draco.

"Of course it's because of that damn Scarhead! Why can he become a member of the official team in the first grade? Can he be so unruly just because he is the savior?" Draco was indignant. Pingji complained.

He didn't expect that the seemingly selfless Professor McGonagall would actually do such a thing.

"What about you? I see that you are also very interested in Quidditch. Do you also want to join the Slytherin team?" Andros continued to ask.

"Me? Nonsense! Of course I thought about it! Even if you didn't say it, I would have applied to join the Quidditch team next semester. But I absolutely cannot tolerate Harry becoming a member of the team a year earlier than me. !”

"Then you can't go to Professor McGonagall to reason, because I have a way to let you join the team as an exception." Andros rolled his eyes slyly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Under the influence of an environment like Slytherin, he has become more and more like the kind of villain hiding behind the scenes.

"What can I do?" Draco immediately calmed down when he heard Andros say this. He turned his head and looked at Andros expectantly.

"Let me ask you, don't you often say that your father is the director of the school? If you really think so, isn't it normal for you to enjoy some privileges? As long as you write a letter to your father, Dumbledore Do you still disagree?"

"It's not as simple as you say!" Draco muttered in a low voice.

"Although my father is the director of the school, Dumbledore is the principal! He is the one who can make decisions in the school. Do you think he could open such a privilege to a Slytherin?"

"Besides, do you think I really haven't made such a calculation?"

"I told my dad a long time ago that I hope he can help me join the Quidditch team, but he not only refused to help, but also scolded me severely and told me to follow the rules honestly. , don’t play such clever tricks in the future.”

After complaining fiercely, Draco looked at Andros angrily. If this was the only way he could do it, then I'm afraid Andros's majestic image in Draco's heart would decline after this.

Taking the expression on Draco's face into his heart, Andros curled his lips. It seemed that this silly boy hadn't understood that times had changed.

"You still don't understand. Your father was unwilling to help you before because there was no precedent to follow. As a rule-abiding member, he cannot be the first to break the school's rules. Moreover, you are right. Dumbledore would not agree to this. things happen."

"But now, Draco, times have changed."

"What do you mean?" Draco still didn't seem to understand.

After giving this fool a helpless look, Andros spoke more clearly.

"Think about it, if Harry is really promoted to the Gryffindor team by Professor McGonagall, does this also require Dumbledore's approval?"

"Of course!" Draco replied without thinking.

"Does that mean that Dumbledore and Gryffindor House were the first to break the rules?"

"That's right." Draco nodded.

"Since they all behave in such an unruly manner, then we can naturally follow their example. This time, if you explain the matter clearly to your father from beginning to end, I believe he will definitely agree."

"But what if Dumbledore still doesn't agree?"

"Such words are tantamount to stating the truth. Think about it, as the principal of Hogwarts, at least in name, he needs to treat the four houses fairly. If others know that he deliberately favors Gryffindor, Academy, what would those people think?”

"They will definitely think Dumbledore is out of his mind!" Draco's eyes suddenly lit up.

"So, Dumbledore will never make such a stupid mistake. You just need to ask your godfather to follow Professor McGonagall's words and ask Dumbledore to approve it, and then let your father handle the ball. It’s a good job from top to bottom of the team.”

"However, don't blame me for not reminding you. If you want those senior players to accept you right away, I'm afraid it will cost a lot of gold galleons." Andros couldn't help but remind you.

"It doesn't matter, the Malfoy family is not short of money anyway! I can ask my father to replace all the team's brooms with Nimbus 2000!" Draco waved his hand proudly.

He is not bragging. As a long-established aristocracy that has existed since the Middle Ages, the wealth accumulated by the Malfoy family over so many generations is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Although their family is not involved in the shopping mall, the Malfoy family has extremely powerful energy in the political world.

This is the network they have accumulated over generations. Will such a family be short of money?

Next life.

Hearing the words of such a rich man, Andros rolled his eyes desperately. He was angry.

Gan!

Is the gap between people so big?

Why are they so willing to not use money as money when I am still racking my brains to figure out how to pay for next semester’s living expenses?

You are not short of money, but I am!

Otherwise, Draco, ask your father if he still wants a son?

Should I humiliate myself and be your big brother?

Andros thought wildly.

Of course, he only thought about these words to himself and didn't say them out loud.

In fact, Andros also knew that Draco would definitely help him as soon as he opened his mouth. With just a piece of pocket money from the latter, he could live without worries for seven years.

But in that case, would he still be the same Andros Lobach who had been scavenging in garbage dumps at the age of seven or eight?

What's more, it is not a good thing to mix such one-sided money transfer into a friendship prematurely.

"Ender, stop talking! I'm going to write a letter to my father now!" Draco stood up excitedly.

"Don't worry yet." Andros quickly called Draco.

"I still have something to say."

Naturally, he would not tell Draco these things out of kindness for no reason.

Andros actually had his own purpose in doing this.

Calculating the time, he also needs to start planning his first-grade wealth plan.

And Draco was the key to that.