Azkaban: The Fifth House of Hogwarts

Little Snake and Little Eagle, who had just finished their Defense Against the Dark Arts class, were walking towards the third floor talking and laughing. The next class of Transfiguration was still a course shared by their two academies.

On the way, they also met a little lion and a little badger who had just finished class and were about to go to other classrooms.

In Hogwarts, the relationship between the trouble-loving Gryffindor and the low-key and friendly Hufflepuff is relatively better, while the relationship between Slytherin and Ravenclaw is closer.

Although Slytherin sometimes shows "arrogance" that no one respects and looks down upon, that is only limited to the "lower" members of Slytherin. Most of them put their bloodline on the line every day. Slytherin's unscrupulous victors have no room for these stupid guys.

Those Slytherin mainstays who are dedicated to success and fulfilling their ambitions to achieve their goals have a thirst for knowledge that is not inferior to any Ravenclaw eaglet and a stronger desire to compete.

Gryffindor and Hufflepuff students may not be visible in the small library in Ravenclaw Tower, but Slytherins will occasionally appear in it. As long as they can answer the questions on Ravenclaw's knocker correctly, pull Vinclaw College welcomes everyone.

The spacious aisle seemed slightly crowded due to the intersection of the two groups of people. Draco, who was happily chatting with Rollo about his Quidditch adventures, was slightly silent at this time. He seemed to be looking at someone in the crowd, with a look on his face. There were some subtle expressions.

"What's wrong Draco?" Rollo touched Draco's arm and asked him, "Is there someone you like here?"

Draco's pale face suddenly flushed with blood. This was his blush that was different from other people's. After hearing this, he opened his mouth and quickly waved his hands to deny it.

"how is this possible!"

"That's Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. How could I like guys from those houses? Stop talking nonsense Rollo."

"But that's not what the look in your eyes just said."

Rollo, who put his arms around Draco's shoulders, had a smirk on his face. For him, teasing these little boys was actually a good pastime, not to mention that Draco, who regarded him as a friend, was actually a good pastime. Pretty nice guy.

As long as he doesn't stick too much to the so-called 'pure-blood tradition', Draco's future will be much easier.

"Don't be shy. Who doesn't like beautiful girls? You can tell me secretly. Maybe I can help you check it, or arrange a romantic surprise like an owl flower gift or something for you at the right time."

"I told you no, I don't have a girl I like, Rollo."

Draco, who was a little embarrassed, tried hard to keep his face straight, but after a moment of thinking, he still chose to speak clearly, lest Rollo really arranged some weird surprise for him.

"I just saw the guy."

"Who?"

"It's the famous Harry Potter, but this guy is different from what I thought. He actually hangs out with the Weasley family. Of course, I don't deny that the Malfoy family and the Weasley family are feuding , I just can’t stand them.”

"It's like your favorite toy being taken away by the person you hate the most, right?"

Looking at Draco's expression, Rollo seemed to have guessed something.

"You care about Harry Potter?"

"Of course not!" Draco immediately retorted, but after the words blurted out, Draco's face showed some hesitation and a hint of unwillingness.

"There are still two to ten minutes before class starts. Do you need to use the toilet?"

Facing such a proposal, Draco, who was hiding his words, nodded silently, and the two of them turned a corner at the intersection and walked towards the bathroom.

"Okay, I admit, before I came to the school, I was quite concerned about that guy. You don't know, during the days when the school distributed the admission notices, the Daily Prophet was full of reports about him."

"I'm quite envious of him. I'm very curious about how outstanding a peer who has been written into the history books can be. I think such a guy is worthy of being my friend. This kind of friend refers to the same person as you. People like Crabbe and Goyle, they are stupid and I know that."

Draco shook his whole body in comfort in front of the toilet, and said what he had never said to anyone before. Draco was now in a happier mood.

"But it seems that your contact with Harry Potter was not so pleasant?"

"It's all that Weasley idiot's fault."

As soon as he mentioned the man next to Harry, Draco's face showed disgust and irritation, "Hang around with this kind of person, even if Potter may be a person who can make friends, he will be dragged into the mud by him. Rolling in the pond."

"Of course, maybe I was wrong from the beginning. That guy is very famous, but he couldn't see clearly what is good or bad, and chose to take the worst path. I overestimated Him."

"Don't jump to conclusions yet, Draco."

Rollo smiled and waved his hand, "As far as I know, Harry seemed to have always lived in a Muggle family before entering school, right?"

"seems like it."

Draco nodded.

"Isn't that right? When Harry Potter came to the magical world, he was completely unfamiliar with everything here. How did he know what the Weasley family was like, let alone what the Malfoy family was like? of."

"Since you didn't meet him at the first time, Weasley became his first friend."

"You two have conflicts, right? So in front of Harry, I don't think he would say good things about you, just like you wouldn't praise Weasley, right?"

"So it's all the fault of that poor redhead!"

Draco, who had "I'll keep this grudge" written on his face, made no secret of his disgust for Ron Weasley, but in this situation, he seemed to have no other solution except getting angry and itching his teeth. .

"It seems like you still want to save this friendship that just passed by?"

"But this is impossible. With Weasley here, it is simply impossible to do it. Just like what you just said, there is no good word about me from Weasley's mouth."

"I've messed up, and people are still kicking and punching the crumbling roof until it's completely demolished."

Draco briefly talked about his encounter with Harry and Ron on the train. The disastrous meeting made Rollo shake his head.

"If you had behaved the same as you did when you met me when you first met them, then things would have been much easier to handle. But look at the good things you have done. Is that making friends? It's more like making enemies."

"If you were that high and mighty when we met, you would have needed a second lost friendship, Draco."

These sharp words made Draco feel embarrassed. When some things were not said and put on the table, he was completely unaware that there was anything wrong. But once the matter was revealed, Draco Raco himself realized something was wrong.

"So I'm pretty lucky, right?" Draco shrugged with a wry smile, "At least I didn't mess up your part. We're still friends, right?"

"Of course you are, and I think you're a really good friend. It's nice to meet you, Draco, and it's nice to be your friend."

These words brought a smile to Draco's slightly depressed face. It was indeed a joyful thing to be recognized and praised by others. At this age, isn't the most important thing for boys to be face?

"This is the best thing I have ever heard. It would be nothing without Harry. Getting to know you is the best thing I have gained from coming to Hogwarts."

"Now then, maybe we should go to class, Professor McGonagall's class.... I don't think being late is a good option."

Even Draco was still a little embarrassed when he mentioned Professor McGonagall. Her strictness had long been deeply rooted in the young wizard's mind. What's more, she was still the Head of Gryffindor.

The two left the bathroom and walked side by side towards the Transfiguration classroom.

But before entering the classroom, Rollo paused briefly and pulled Draco.

"Actually, you don't want to give up that missed friendship, right? Do you want to snatch Harry away from Weasley? I mean, let Harry change his mind and choose a friend who can really make him progress and grow with him. .”

"You don't have to be so anxious to answer. It's not too late to tell me during lunch."

"Is this possible?"

"So we just met. This is also the second day of school. The story of Hogwarts has just begun, right? If you don't want to give up, you can always find a way."

They pushed open the classroom door, and dozens of pairs of eyes stared at them. Everyone thought that Professor McGonagall was here, and there was only one minute left before class started.

But there was no professor in the classroom. There was only a tabby cat lying quietly on the podium. After they pushed the door open and entered, they quietly turned their heads.

The cat's eyes met Rollo's deep black eyes. At this moment, the time of one person and one cat seemed to have fallen into some strange stasis.

"Do you want me to hug you?"

This low whisper came out in the quiet classroom, and the previously frozen time began to pass again.

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