Having fun at Hogwarts

"Draco, wouldn't it be good to take me to Slytherin?" Harry asked puzzledly, isn't it a strange question?

"I thought you were going to question why I took you away, Potter, and I don't think I gave you permission to call me by my Christian name." Draco gave him a look.

Then he continued to hold the person's hand and walked slowly to the Quidditch pitch, the corners of his mouth raised, showing that he was in a good mood.

Harry, who is a little red in green, is right to add to the block, "Yao is only absent for a while, I don't think you can snatch him from him."

"I can't compare to that Louis!" The hand he was holding was thrown away at once, and the raised voice showed someone's anger.

Harry hurriedly took his hand back again, "I was wrong, sorry. I always thought we were friends, you just wanted to be with me, didn't you?"

"Who is with you..."

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Louis did go to the cellar, but did not see the professor.

Tsk, no one was blocked.

Now Snape avoids him every day, and when he encounters him, it is a point deduction combo, and he is clearly targeted in class.

(But he...has a lot of fun)

Walking to the desk and looking at the black buck in full bloom, Yao's heart is filled with a little complacent, duplicity guy.

When Yao arrived at the Quidditch pitch, the game had already started, and the person he was thinking of could be seen sitting on the teacher's bench to watch the game.

His gaze shifted to the Slytherin auditorium again, where Harry was sitting with Draco, though in an odd position.

He was not very interested in Quidditch, and looked lazily at Quirrell who wanted to make trouble.By the way, how did Voldemort see the previous game from the back of his head?

There was an extra Gryffindor in Slytherin, and the little snakes who were supposed to repel dissidents were more interested in that touch of red.

This is the weight of the savior.

Haruka found Draco at the time and asked him to do something.

Although Harry didn't participate in the competition this time, it was hard to guarantee that Quirrell would not play tricks. Instead of worrying about one person becoming a group of people with Ron and the others, he planned to promote the relationship between the two of them out of selfishness.

Quirrell's mental state is not very good, and the influence of the curse still exists.Under the pressure of his master, he had to come out to make trouble again.

The race progressed slowly, and Draco held Harry's leg tightly, pressing him on the seat for some unknown reason.

The score gap between Gryffindor and Slytherin was getting wider and wider, and this game was not played in the usual brutal way.

When Yao was so bored that he yawned continuously, Quilo finally made a move.After a casual glance, he cast his eyes on Harry.

"Don't move."

"I didn't want to move, my body..." Harry frowned, completely at a loss.

Draco tried his best to hold down the person who wanted to float up and fall forward.Then he just sat on Harry, facing him, and pressed down hard with his hands on his shoulders.

Harry could only passively grab his waist and press them tightly together.

As for why the people around didn't notice the anomaly, the manipulation by people in the dark was indispensable.No students or professors paid attention, and everyone's eyes were only closely chasing the situation and scores on the field.

The two enjoyed a strange kind of purity among the crowd.

"It's really not a good thing to meet you, Potter, who the hell!" Draco shouted angrily, "It's really unlucky for me to be implicated by you. You owe Ben Malfoy a huge favor."

"What do you know, Draco?"

They could hardly hold back the sudden force, and Harry also exerted force, which made him breathless when he spoke.

When they were very close, the heat was scorching.

"Don't call me by my Christian name! You should ask your good brother. What a losing business."

The young master was still furious, but the uncontrollable situation frightened him, and the hands on his shoulders unconsciously turned into hugging.

Being used as a meat pad for this stupid lion will definitely ruin his reputation. Is this how Louis saved him?Take him, a noble Malfoy!It is really a talent to recognize its sinister intentions!

He was afraid that he would fall down too, but he had no choice, it was easy to go up and down was hard.When he moved, two people were involved.

"Potter..."

"Sorry, this is really bad." Harry wrapped his arms around his waist, hugged the young master in his arms, and leaned back as hard as he could, but it was useless.

He was ready to protect the person in his arms when he fell down the stands in embarrassment, and Malfoy was implicated.

With Kaka's reaction and exercise strength, it should be possible to fall sideways and half turn in the air.

When Harry made up his mind to get ready and adjusted his position, everything stopped as if nothing had happened.

The sudden withdrawal made Harry, who had been leaning backwards, suddenly fall back.Thanks to his waist.

But this surprised the young master, who was already restless, "Potter!" loudly.

The rest of the people cast their gazes one after another, staring at their embarrassment.how to say?It's hard to say anyway.

Everyone was thinking: It seems that there are Slytherin Gryffindors who don't hate it, look at the stickiness; Malfoy and the savior have a good relationship; really, exciting!

"Master, when did you hug each other?"