[HP] Lover

On the day of the new semester, Pansy rushed back from Germany and brought a mysterious news.

"Have fun?" Blaise asked next to Pansy in a brand new school uniform robe, holding a red wine glass in an elegant and casual posture.

"..." Pansy blinked, she looked very good, her face was rosy, her eyes were bright, and several Slytherin boys around were eager to come up to talk to her, look at Pansy's dangerous smile on both sides of Blaise and his complexion. The indifferent Draco was still in the same place, Pansy looked at the boys around him, and then at some girls who were attracted by Blaise, laughed crisply, rushed up to bend Blaise's neck and pressed down: " Blaise! Put down the watermelon juice in your hand!"

Blaise's handsome face was squeezed out of shape, and he could clearly hear Pansy's best friend, Daphne, giggling when they were talking about a boy at school who had made a fool of himself.

"Pansy, this is red wine!" The handsome dark-skinned boy gritted his teeth.

"Okay, okay..." Pansy looked around and shouted, "It's pomegranate juice, Blaise, you should have told me earlier!"

The giggling around grew louder, Daphne pulled Pan Xi away, leaned into her ear and asked, "How is he, and the secret you mentioned, tell me quickly..."

Pansy grinned without answering, and turned to look at Draco, only to find that he was seriously looking at the freshmen who were tremblingly waiting in front of the long table.

"What's wrong?" Before she could say a word, the Sorting Hat uttered a high-pitched 'Slytherin', and a little boy came bouncing over, with beautiful blond hair thousands of times in the Hogwarts auditorium. Glittering in the light of a single candle.

"Slytherin..." Pansy squeezed out a few words as if his throat was stuck.

"Welcome to Slytherin, Mr. Wilson Jr." Draco finally showed a smile on his stern face. This is Ivan's own brother. When Ivan was still in school, he was mentioned almost every day.

"Hey...", the whispers around suddenly increased, and Idiel still had a sunny and cheerful smile, as if he didn't feel the eyes of other people's scrutiny, and sat in the first grade seat very naturally.

"Hmph!" Eleanor looked at Idiel's direction bitterly. Just now, when her younger brother, Nivi Wilson, the heir of the Wilson family, came to Slytherin, he failed to get one from Draco Malfoy. eyes!How can he match that squib!

She still has wavy blond hair. There are not many blond students in Slytherin. After all, this is the proof of true pure blood. Eleanor's original hair color was golden brown similar to her brother's, dyed with potion. Although Cheng's blond hair is also very beautiful, it always looks unnatural in front of Yidi.

You can tell a genuine product from a fake at a glance.

I don't know why, Pansy has always been disgusted with her, almost raised her head proudly a second after hearing Elinor's cold snort, and said to Idiel in a very soft tone with airs: "Honey, Even in Slytherin, there will always be people who can't figure out their status."

The people present knew that it was talking about Eleanor. Eleanor's face was flushed, and the corners of her mouth were pulled down sharply, but she didn't choke back.

Just kidding, that's the young lady of the Parkinson family, so even if she's a senior, she can't just put on airs like a senior.

Just because he is a branch of the Wilson family?

Eleanor looked coldly at Idiel, who was almost surrounded by Slytherins who came forward to greet him. He looked sunny and cheerful, and he was almost a perfect educated and educated noble boy.

But so what, even if Ivan tried his best to stuff him into Hogwarts, he, Idi Wilson, was still a squib, a squib that couldn't be used by the simplest cleaning magic.

Wait until Nivi becomes the Patriarch, wait until Nivi becomes the Patriarch!

Draco took a sip of the red wine calmly, his every move was elegant enough to be a model, he turned sideways, and asked Idier in a low voice what he wanted to eat, the first-year freshman who was sitting next to Draco was already very winking went to the other side.

Idiel was really flattered. He had never seen such a soft-spoken Malfoy. Lucius Malfoy, who came to Wilson Manor a few months ago, also looked gentle and amiable, but he also The looming danger cannot be ignored.

But Draco Malfoy was really very gentle and chatted with him without any other emotion, just being close but abiding by etiquette, which made Idyll directly reject the guess that he wanted to make fun of himself.

And the older brother seems to like this guy.

In fact, Draco's logic is very simple.

Idir is Irwin's younger brother, and Irwin belongs to Draco Malfoy, so Idil is also his younger brother, and he can be classified as his own.

As Aiwen's boyfriend, it is absolutely necessary for him to cover Aiwen's younger brother when Aiwen is not around.

Idyll kept listing Draco Malfoy's goals in his mind and rejected them one by one.

If Elinor and Nivi's eyes can be visualized, then Idier must be riddled with holes.

But Malfoy is really knowledgeable, Idiil admired silently in his heart, and then heard Draco ask him: "Is your brother okay, Idiil."

Yidi tilted his head in confusion, and said to the senior in front of him who was much taller than him and looked like a teenager, "He's fine."

Isn't my brother unrequited love?

"Back to school soon?" Draco raised an eyebrow.

"Of course." Yidi nodded, and Aiwen recovered well, and he could go back to school almost by Christmas.

"That's great." Draco smiled and tapped the corner of his mouth with a napkin, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart. That smile looked——finally, it was the same as Lucius Malfoy in Idiel's impression.

I haven't seen each other for a summer vacation. Everyone is discussing what they saw during the vacation. Of course, Slytherin is no exception. Idir somehow won the favor of a group of girls headed by Pansy, and they surrounded him Chirping, Idiel turned to Draco for help, only to find that the platinum-haired boy was talking to Zabini seriously.

Be very serious and stay away from them.

"I'm sorry to tell you," Dumbledore tapped the goblet with a silver spoon to signal everyone to listen to him, "first of all, this year's Quidditch is temporarily suspended."

"Damn it, I didn't tell you guys!" Pansy screamed, but no one noticed, because everyone was talking, noisy, and the whole auditorium was buzzing, and a scream didn't seem intrusive at all.

And Draco and the others seemed not surprised at all as if they knew what was going on.

Dumbledore added, "This is because of an event that started in October and will continue throughout the school year. It took up a lot of teachers' time and energy - but I promise, you will enjoy it very much, It is my pleasure to announce that, Hogwarts, this year—”

Suddenly, there was a deafening thunder, and the door of the hall was kicked open from the outside with a bang, and the lively discussion of several students outside the auditorium came to an abrupt end.

There was a man standing in the corridor, leaning on a long walking stick and wearing a black traveling cloak. Everyone in the hall turned to look at the stranger, when suddenly a bolt of lightning flashed across the roof, illuminating him. , he took off his hood, a long gray beard and dark gray hair hanging down.

With every step he took, the hall echoed with a deep rattling, and as he reached the end of the table, he turned to the right, and walked towards Dumbledore, as another bolt of lightning flashed across the roof.

The lightning showed the man's face clearly, and to a man who had only a vague idea of ​​a human face, it seemed to be carved out of rotten wood, and the carver seemed inexperienced in how to use a chisel, Every inch of skin on his face seemed to be scarred, his mouth was like a deep oblique gash, and the bridge of his nose was sunken in a large piece, but it was his eyes that were most frightening.

One of the eyes is like a bead, small and black, the other eye is like a coin, big and round, the eyes keep turning, without blinking, turning up and down, looking left and right, like A fake eye that was forced in, and the blue eye was turned to the right, toward the back of his head, so they could only see the whites of his eyes.

Yidi stared dumbfounded at this terrifying stranger who suddenly visited. He thought of the doll that Eleanor had abandoned when he was a child at his uncle's house, a nightmare he had had for a long time.

Most of the doll's face was mutilated, and the only remaining azure blue eyes kept turning around. Seeing that he was afraid, Elinor kept stuffing it into his arms. During the dispute, Aiwen looked straight at her and was angry. The magic power that broke out in Ai Wen's body almost burned down the living room of his uncle's house.

"Our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor," Dumbledore said with a playful wink to break the silence, "This is Professor Moody."

"Nightmare." Draco commented with a sneer, and Idyll nodded in agreement. He looked at Professor Moody's blue eyes that kept rolling around the students.

worst nightmare.

Moody didn't seem to mind the lukewarm welcome, and reached into his cloak, pulled out a large opaque bottle, and took a quick sip.

"Is he some animal that turned into a man?" Idiel asked Pansy in a low voice. When Moody raised his hand to drink, he sharply saw a clawed foot protruding from the edge of the table.

"As I said," Dumbledore cleared his throat again, and he smiled at the students, all of whom were still staring at Moody with their mouths dumbfounded, "We are honored to host a very exciting event next month." The event, which hasn't been held in over a century, is - the Triwizard Tournament! This year it will be at Hogwarts!"

"What kind of competition is that?" The surrounding students looked around and asked.

"Oh—my dear Eric will follow Durmstrang to Hogwarts in October!" Pansy exaggeratedly held her cheeks and said in a dreamy tone.

"Eric?" Blaise turned his head.

"Eric Heim, Pansy's fiancé." Draco replied blankly.

"It's the fiancé," Pansy added, giggling. "You'll see him soon—my handsome and strong Eric."

"Sounds like you're in love with him," Blaise teased.

"I have to." Pansy shrugged.

The following days are boring but full of expectations for everyone, boring classes, and of course looking forward to the arrival of two other school students, which will make their study life very interesting.

There was a sudden rustling overhead, and more than a hundred owls flew in through the open window, bringing the morning's letters, and Idyll raised his hand and found his own among the brown and gray owls. That one, caught a small package with a letter.

"My brother doesn't seem to understand why I was assigned to Slytherin," Idyll said with a smile to his roommate, a brown-haired boy, "he's a Hufflepuff."

That pretty brown-haired boy——Nils glanced at Hufflepuff curiously, then turned around and asked, "Is this a letter from your brother?"

Edil nodded.

Niels was very puzzled by the exchange of letters between the two brothers who were in different colleges, and sincerely persuaded: "Idier, we have no ill intentions towards Hufflepuff, you don't need to write letters at all—you can go to Hufflepuff Patch over there for dinner, of course, students from other colleges can also come."

The brown-haired boy casually pointed to a figure that did not belong to the long table in Slytherin, "Look, this is—" His voice stopped suddenly, because the one he was pointing at would never appear in the Slytherin table under normal circumstances. The red-haired Gryffindor here was waving at the two with a bright smile.

"Why isn't one of the Weasley's twins with his brother?" Nils greeted depressedly, wrinkled his delicate and beautiful little nose, and turned his head to whisper to Idiel who was reading the letter seriously. grumble.

A flash of platinum gold flashed, Niels suddenly opened his eyes wide, oh my god, cousin Malfoy!

Idyll raised his head in confusion, and found that a Malfoy with a serious face and elegant demeanor was sitting in the vacant seat on his left.

"Senior Malfoy!" Idiel shouted in surprise the moment he saw Draco. Over the past few days, his affection for Draco Malfoy almost broke through the sky. He is indeed the person his brother likes. , It is so good that people and gods are all angry!

"Brother—Senior Malfoy!" Nils received Draco's light stare before Nils called out "Brother". Sound 'Senior'.

Draco nodded solemnly, and asked Idyll, "A letter from your brother?"

Idyll nodded with difficulty, feeling that the letter in his hand was about to be burned through by Senior Malfoy's eyes.

The author has something to say:

Niels Black

Draco's uncle

Adding this character has nothing to do with the plot, I just feel sad that the Black family is dead like that, at least leave a direct line

So this is a friendly exchange between Draco and -- brother-in-law

Alvin: ...(___)ノ｜Wall

Is Nils a monster with the name Σ(°△°|||)︴I probably won’t have time to update tomorrow, I have to chant—evening self-study—listen to lectures—prepare for lectures—prepare a lot of dictation questions, so everyone next week See you, I hope there will be a lot of comments to give me the motivation to persevere (*/ω╲*)

By the way, I would like to thank Li Zi, who commented on several chapters at once, and the little angel who commented and collected all the previous comments~~

There is also Passer-by, thank you for your support as always~~ By the way, I saw a lot of passers-by in Jinjiang, which ones are you? It's so warm, the whole person becomes pink and sweet, with a smile on the corner of his mouth all the time.