[HP] look at you

The atmosphere in the box was very strange.

Harry looked at Pansy, who was sitting across from Hermione, who was smiling and listening to her discussing the topic of the holiday, and looked at Draco, who was sitting next to him, with a dazed expression. He always felt that during this short Christmas holiday , A lot of things happened that he didn't know.

He poked Draco with his arm and asked in a low voice, "Did you...argue?"

Although Harry has always felt that Draco's arrogant and self-willed character, it is very strange to be able to tolerate Pansy's disrespect towards him, but when they have conflicts, he still prefers to see the jokes. They can reconcile as soon as possible.

Because of the drastic change in temperament, Draco, who seemed a bit elusive, made him always feel hairy on his back.

It's like a friend I've known since childhood, suddenly replaced by someone who drank compound soup.

Draco glanced at Harry, did not answer, but asked, "Did you send Granger the smooth hair potion?"

Hermione's shaggy and slightly fried curly hair has changed significantly, it looks soft, smooth and shiny, which makes her look less aggressive and aggressive.

And the smooth hair potion invented by the Potter family has always been very famous.

Harry nodded. "I gave her a Christmas present."

What Hermione gave him was a pair of goggles to keep out wind and light while playing Quidditch.

After listening to him, Draco pouted unhappily.

Harry was inexplicable, "What's the matter, don't you like the gift I gave you?"

The signed poster of Ludo Bagman, which he reluctantly gave up, was a birthday present specially found by Sirius.

Draco complied, trying not to vent his anger, "No, I really like the Christmas present you gave me, very much!"

Then he heard Hermione say happily there: "Thank you for sending me the correction quill, it helped me a lot when I was doing my holiday homework - I thought it would take two days, but it only took It was done in a day and a half."

Draco who didn't receive any gift from Pansy: "..."

Sometimes growing up is not a good thing, because he has no reason to let himself lose his temper anymore.

In the middle of the train, Hermione bought a copy of the "Daily Prophet" to read, looked at it, and suddenly cried out angrily.

"What the hell is this nonsense written?"

Harry startled, "What's wrong?"

"look."

Harry took the newspaper and looked at it, and found that there was a very exaggerated headline on it: "Revealing the real identity of the Hogwarts Divination professors-it turned out to be their illegitimate child!" "

In the photo accompanying the picture, there were Tara, who was lying on Olivia's shoulder and smiling brightly, and Snape, who was standing beside him with a blank expression.

Harry: "..." What the hell.

He continued to read, and saw that it was written in the newspaper: "...Although this Professor Talaska claims to be 28 years old, as long as he is not old-eyed, dizzy or blind, he can see that his real age is at most 18 years old, and why is he How to cover up this fact? After careful investigation, it can be found that Mr. Snape and Ms. Orpington were 14 years old when they left Hogwarts. This age coincides with the birth age of Professor Talaska... And he has such a close relationship with Ms. Orpington, and Mr. Snape has no expression of resistance, which is enough to show that..."

Harry: "..." If he didn't know the truth, he would really think it was justified.

But didn't whoever wrote this miss a very important and obvious thing - how did two white-skinned Brits have a honey-skinned mulatto?

Hermione's face turned red with anger, and she couldn't help but thumped the seat, "How dare that man slander Professor Orpington and Professor Snape so much!"

Harry added silently, "And Professor Taraska."

"This is slander! This reporter and this newspaper should be sued."

Although Harry was also a little annoyed, but it was more of a joke. Seeing Hermione's angry look that her idol's reputation was tarnished, she felt a little cute.

—he regretted giving her the smooth hair potion a little bit, he thought she looked more interesting when she was still squeaking with unkempt hair.

"Rita Skeeter, this person has always written these nonsensical things." Harry comforted, "With the abilities of Ollie and Mr. Snape, if she minded this, she would have gone to talk to Dementor. Weird hug."

He didn't say that Skeeter had also written about Ollie and his dad, and Sirius, and Mr. Malfoy's ridiculous reports, and even Snape had been photographed with his mother and Mary to make fun of it.

Sirius turned green when he saw it.

Seeing that Hermione still couldn't let go, he said: "The magic world is so big, and the two of them are the most famous topic figures, and they can write about everything. There are nearly ten stories about them in "Witch Weekly". It’s been a year, and Ollie still buys it often.”

She said that she likes the author named Duti Aimee the most, and the writing is very interesting.

Harry wanted to watch it too, but it was a 16-year-old ban.

His mother often watched it too, laughing while watching it.

He remembered that she didn't see him by his side once, and read it to his father: "... Severus knelt in front of Olivia on one knee, and said affectionately: 'Your skin is like the belly of a giant African frog. White, your eyes are as black as a beetle's eyeballs, and my love for you is like a Bendemans secreting mucus all the time...' Hahahaha, I'm sure Ollie will read this passage to Severus herself .”

His father shrugged and said, "Maybe he really confessed his love to Olivia in private?"

"Be careful I told Ollie."

"Did I just say something, dear?"

Harry knew from a young age that his father was not afraid of the cold Snape, but the smiling Olivia. However, when asked why he was always evasive, even Sirius had complicated expressions.

Alas, if only Skeeter wrote less mindless gossip and more digging into their past.

thought Harry regretfully.

Neither Draco nor Pansy spoke until the train arrived and they were back at Hogwarts, but they sat together as they made their way to the house table.

Although Harry really wanted to save them, it was best for Gryffindor not to intervene when the two Slytherins were arguing—otherwise it might be the unlucky Gryffindor who got caught up in the end.

Speaking of experience.

Hermione actually noticed the strangeness between Pansy and Draco, but she had a flat impression of Draco who had a bad impression when they first met, and she was a little happy to see that he was deflated.

However, she also noticed a change in Draco. Before the holiday, he still had a haughty expression of "I don't like you, but I won't tell you". This time he met with a lot more calm and restrained, and he was not fake when he greeted her. It's a hypocritical look that hangs like a fake.

Could it be that Pansy had educated him well?

"Hey, Hermione, how did your hair get so smooth?" asked a Ravenclaw student.

Hermione stroked her hair subconsciously, "Ah, yes...my friend gave me a potion."

She glanced at the long Gryffindor table with Slytherin in between, and saw Harry laughing and chatting with the boy sitting next to him.

He always looks sunny and happy, as if no haze can cover him.

At this moment, Harry raised his head and glanced at the Ravenclaw long table intentionally or unknowingly, so the two pairs of eyes met.

Harry rolled his eyes and laughed.

Hermione laughed too.

If only she had said she was going to Gryffindor when the Sorting Hat sorted her.Hermione suddenly had this idea.

Before she could be startled by her own thoughts, Dumbledore on the long desk in the classroom knocked on the glass to signal for everyone to be quiet.

"Just one thing, the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry from the United States will have a friendly exchange with our school next semester. Ilvermorny will bring a group of students to our school for a semester. During the period..."

The students were no longer interested in listening to the following words, and everyone was excitedly discussing with the people around them. Hermione heard Qiu and another girl on the opposite side say with bright eyes: "Professor Orpington must have contributed to this matter." Well, she and Professor Snape are Ilvermorny who transferred."

"Great! Maybe I can find out some unknown things from them this time."

Hermione frowned slightly.

She thought of Rita Skeeter's report, and felt a little displeased with this prying of privacy, but she didn't say anything, instead thinking about the courses at Ilvermorny and what would happen at Hogwarts It's different, she's going to the library to see if there are any relevant materials to prepare in advance.

How embarrassing it would be if you were downgraded by students from other schools.

The matter of Ilvermorny only passed in Draco's mind for a while, and he paid attention to Pansy out of the corner of his eye.

She was laughing and chatting with Daphne, who was in the dormitory, as if she was very relaxed.

Although Draco knew that she was probably faking it, he couldn't help feeling a little frustrated.

Resisting his unhappiness, he chatted with Blaise, and he heard Blaise ask tentatively, "Why didn't you see Crabbe?"

Naturally, she was still lying in the infirmary.

Draco poked a small tomato on the plate with a fork to discourage him, but he had a surprised and meaningless expression on his face, "Didn't you come? Who knows, have a good holiday?"

Blaise raised his eyebrows, and asked Pansy over Draco, "Didn't he stay in school with you?"

Draco was sick of his asking questions.

Pansy smiled and glanced at Blaise, "Do you think he and I will play together?"

Blaise shrugged. "Well, I hope he didn't fall into the black lake and feed the octopus."

That also requires the octopus to move its mouth.Draco thought bitterly.

On the way back to the dormitory, Draco and Pansy were at the end of the line. Before going down the stairs and turning into the cellar, Draco suddenly grabbed Pansy's hand and dragged him back into the corner under the stairs.

Pan Xi was startled, but only took a light breath, and said in a low voice, "Crazy?"

"You ignore me on SOME, that's all I can do." Before Pansy spoke angrily again, Draco asked softly with a bit of aggrieved tone, "You really don't want to talk to me?"

Pansy turned her head.

Draco sighed, "I apologize, I'm sorry, it was me..."

"Don't apologize."

"……what?"

"I said, you did nothing wrong, don't apologize."

Pansy looked up and looked at the young man who was still shimmering in the dark and cramped space. Just standing there made the gloomy world she felt radiant.

"What... what happened to you?"

In the past, he never took the initiative to bow his head.And she, in fact, prefers to see him cocking his chin complacently.

If the rose loses its thorns, hangs its head, and weakens the strong fragrance, it will become a rose rose.

Draco smiled, "Do you think I've changed?"

Although he couldn't see his expression clearly, Pan Xi could still feel the desolation in his tone.

Pansy suddenly poked Draco's forehead with his finger, causing him to throw his head back.He covered his forehead inexplicably, and saw Pansy's eyes flickering in the darkness.

"I can recognize what it has become." Her voice was very soft, as if she was talking to herself.

Draco felt relieved, and wanted to ask a few more questions, but felt that it was better not to touch her sensitive nerves at such a time, and ruin the atmosphere that had finally eased.

"Where's my Christmas present?" He couldn't let it go.

Pansy was silent for a while, then took something out of his pocket and put it in Draco's outstretched palm.

"this one."

The stairwell was too dark, and Draco couldn't see what it was, but he still smiled and stuffed it into his pocket, and leaned closer to her and asked, "Don't be angry, are you reconciled?"

Pansy always felt that when Draco woke up, he spoke to her in a strange tone, as if he suddenly regarded her as a child.

She had never been so coaxed before, and she gave an awkward "huh".

Draco finally let go, "Then let's go back."

"Ah."

"By the way, can you stop slapping your face next time?"

"...Do you still want to have a next time?"

Draco returned to the dormitory in a good mood. He greeted Blaise and prepared to wash and rest in the space curtain, but Blaise stopped him.

"The dean came to the lounge to give lectures while you were away."

Draco froze, "...when?"

"When we got to the lounge, he was already there, and he said some things like being cautious in words and deeds, not being allowed to provoke troubles, and it felt like he was implying something, you know?"

Draco's expression gradually stiffened.

"When did the dean leave?"

"I left as soon as I finished speaking. Didn't you meet me when you came back?"

There was only one way to go upstairs from the Slytherin lounge, and it had to be by the stairs they had come down from.Snape would have to go there if he wanted to get back to the office, and the only way Draco and Pansy didn't meet him was if he had disappeared when he spotted them.

Draco didn't know whether to thank Snape for saving him face - of course, it's more likely that he didn't bother to care about such nonsense, or he should despair at the narrowness of the wizarding world.

The relationship has not yet been concluded, and everyone knows how he coaxed the girl in a low voice.

He looked at the dark green braided bracelet that Pan Xi gave him, on which a dragon-shaped pattern connected end to end was carefully woven, and he put it on his wrist, deciding to act as if nothing had happened.

If you get used to deceiving yourself, you will be fearless.

The author has something to say:

The parking space is on the top of WB, is it so conspicuous that no one can find it?Can't let me paste it as a WB background image.

In other words, you need to be clear about my position. I am a serious [-]th-rate writer who writes novels, not Qiu Ming Shanche Shen (serious face).

Is writing about cars my hobby?No, no, I'm here to entertain you!

Can you still find creators who give so selflessly and don't ask for anything in return? (laugh)

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感谢在2020-10-0121:51:23~2020-10-0218:25:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: one of the peach blossoms was ashamed and ruthless;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 12 Xiaomeng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!