[hp] Dragon Training

"Hey, are you really that cruel to that child?" Pansy threw the toad's eyes in the glass bottle into the bubbling cauldron with a look of disgust, and almost splashed several drops of potion outside because of the force. .

Before Professor Snape looked over, Draco quickly wiped the splashed potion with a handkerchief, and he secretly threw the handkerchief under the table, stirring the pot carefully: "Be careful, ma'am."

"You little bastard, you are the one who agreed to take me to make the potion together, and you will be responsible for any troubles." Pansy raised her eyebrows and said, her black eyes were full of mischief and mischief.

"But this does not include things like the professor deducting ten points for talking to me too loudly, which affected the classroom discipline." Draco threw a lizard tail into the cauldron. Potions have always been his favorite The subjects he is good at and his excellent grades come from the fact that he is serious about studying at all times.

Pansy poked her lips up: "I can see that you know Fletta. Why are you so bad to him? You were so angry in the morning like a fried-tailed wreck."

"..."

"Poor child, I almost cried when I saw him. How could he stand your ridicule at such a young age? You are so cruel."

"Not to mention anything else, I met him before, I thought he was Hufflepuff's student, and I didn't punish him for breaking the school rules. I just felt that I was fooled."

"Poor Draco."

"Don't describe me like that, but Pansy...you are most familiar with the relationship between nobles. Have you ever heard of the surname Hill?"

"Well, to be honest, I don't really remember it but it sounds familiar. Hill seems to be a French word. Maybe I'll ask my aunt who married in France to get the answer."

"Miss Parkinson, frog blood."

"Oh! I hate this, this is so disgusting. It's all your fault, Draco, I don't want to see strawberry jam or cherry jam on the Slytherin table again!" Pansy put the bottle hard, The tone collapsed.

"Five points deducted from Slytherin, because Miss Parkinson violated classroom discipline in class, and whispered about her like a basilisk." Snape came to their desks expressionlessly, staring at Pansy coldly glanced.After that, he checked the composition and clarity of the potion in Draco's hand, nodded with some relief in his eyes, then turned and left.

Pansy elbowed Mr. Malfoy angrily, and the person who was hit almost spilled the rhizome powder of the dead mango tree: "Be careful, ma'am." He warned in a low voice.

No one knew what was going on in his mind. Pansy stared at him carefully for a while and found that there was no way to understand him, so she had no choice but to keep silent.

But this silence didn't last long, and suddenly there was an explosion from the Gryffindor desk.Pansy suddenly turned his head to look at it. Draco carefully put the prepared potion out without raising his head and asked indifferently, "Longbottom again? An old-fashioned cauldron killer?"

"...No, I'm afraid not."

Snape's flames nearly burst from his eyes, which made his voice all the more terrifying.He took out his wand and poured a few water spells on the burning desk to extinguish the fire, in case the golden savior in front of him burned down his potions classroom in a flash.Harry watched his homework ruined with a pale face, but he also knew what mistake he had made.That is obviously a very small and common step, how could I do it wrong?

In a fit of anger, Snape deducted thirty points from Gryffindor, which almost caused a disaster for him.Goyle and Crabbe laughed habitually here, but this time they didn't receive Draco's regular mockery of the savior Harry.Looking back at him, I found that his complexion seemed to be not very good since the morning.

Slytherin and Gryffindor were so quiet for the first time, because the two leaders were in a trance.

After class, Draco packed up his things and rushed to the next divination class without saying anything.He walked so fast that he even forgot to give Potter a hard time as a rule.And Harry's face was pale, as if he had been greatly tortured psychologically.

Hermione was a little worried: "Harry, are you still worried about how to find the clues for the next level?"

Harry was still a little stubborn: "No, I already know the answer." Shit.

Hermione slumped her shoulders, trying to comfort him: "There will always be a way, you still carry that golden egg with you, let's think about what to do together."

"No." Harry refused, "At least I have to figure this out for myself. I can't rely on you for everything, can I?"

Hermione was a little worried: "The tasks of these competitions are actually used to test you, the method is very strict and even cruel...and I am very worried about you."

Harry shook his head: "I have nothing to do, you don't have to worry about it."

"You passed the level of the dragon with courage. I don't know if it's okay this time."

Harry's eyes were a little heavy, and he suddenly remembered the day he chased the dragon, the way the giant dragon fell down the valley and the dragon roar it roared at him at the end. "Thank you Hermione, I will work hard and do my best to defeat everything." Harry could only promise so much.

"If you are really in trouble, you can come to me for help at any time, we are friends." Hermione sighed softly and said helplessly.

"I will."

***

Fleta stared at the black lake in Nuo Da in a daze. It was already approaching Christmas, and the lake near the shore was so cold that it froze.Fortunately, he was wearing very thick clothes today, and since he was a child, he didn't know if he was affected by the cold-blooded animals of Animagus, so he was hardly afraid of the cold.

But he simply doesn't know what to do now.At this time, it was probably class time, and there were hardly any people on the edge of the black lake.The professor told him that his textbooks and school uniform had been put into the room prepared for him by the house elves in the school, and he could start studying after changing clothes and taking the textbooks.But here lies the problem - he didn't know where Slytherin's dormitory was at all. After blushing and talking to a few seniors, he learned that Slytherin's dormitory was in the cellar under the Black Lake.

bottom of the lake?Merlin, this is definitely teasing him.How is he going to get down?

Fleta felt that today was a terrible day... When he saw Mr. Malfoy in the morning, he wanted to talk to him, but it seemed that the invitation to be a friend was rejected.Mr. Malfoy probably thought he was Hufflepuff's student before, but he felt cheated after learning that he didn't enroll at all...

But that's not because he lied, he never said that he was a student of that academy, but now he said it as if he was trying to quibble...Fleta doesn't like to lie, but the contradiction already exists, this It made him extremely frustrated.He squatted down and looked at the frozen lake, a little frustrated: "Let's apologize to him seriously... although he may not necessarily forgive me."

The most urgent task is to solve the problem of how to get to the dormitory.Is the dormitory under the lake?Fleta took out her wand and whispered to the frozen lake, "diffindo." A large piece of the thick ice immediately shattered, but the black lake was so deep that it was impossible to see clearly from above. what's down there.He hesitated for a while on the shore, and decided to muster his courage.After repeating the bubble head curse, the water cutting curse, and Merlin's name several times in his mind, he swallowed and bent over to roll up his trousers and sleeves.

The feeling of touching the frozen lake water with bare feet is like someone gouging out your soles with a knife. Fleta told himself to take a deep breath and ignore the cold. He walked into the black lake step by step, and as he advanced, the water It gradually submerged his ankles, reached his calves, and gradually submerged his thighs.Even the most cold-blooded animals will not dive into the ice water by themselves, they usually hibernate in winter.Fletta felt that the place where the water touched was cut off inch by inch. He told himself repeatedly: "Come on, be patient, at least you must find the entrance of the dormitory first, right?"

The water of the lake gradually covered the waist and chest, and it only took one Fletcher to dive down to the bottom of the black lake to find the Slytherin dormitory.He recited the bubble head spell silently, stirred the wand a few times in the water, took a deep breath and was about to swim down, but at this moment, there was a sudden force that grabbed his hair and pulled him out of the water out.Fletta took a deep breath in pain, and the fragile bubble head spell immediately shattered and a large amount of water choked into his throat. He took a sip of the lake water and coughed until his tears flowed.

Draco.Malfoy's eyes widened and he never expected, he tremblingly grabbed Fletta and almost swearing: "What's wrong with your brain!? You tried to commit suicide on the first day you entered Hogwarts? Still choosing Christmas before Christmas?" Just end your young life (1)!"

Merlin!This was their new Slytherin, a first year!Don't know what's going on in his head, but it would be a huge Slytherin scandal if he drowned on his first day at school!Fortunately, because Pan Xi didn't bring a divination textbook, I lent the book to her and chose to go back to the dormitory to get a new one, otherwise this foolish boy would be finished today!

Fleta was choking on the water, and he tried to raise his head to find that Mr. Malfoy had also jumped into the water to pick him up. At this time, he was soaking in the black lake with him, his face pale like a corpse.Fletta tried to calm herself: "I, I didn't commit suicide..."

"Then what are you doing in the black lake in the ice and snow? Are you going to catch mermaids! If you want to die, don't die in the black lake, I don't want to see your rotten body soaked in the water every day!" Draco said , but still viciously dragging people to the shore.

Fletta was very wronged. He was very depressed at first, but now he was scolded twice by the same person in one day, and his young heart couldn't bear it.Suddenly he hugged Mr. Malfoy's waist with great sadness, and cried loudly: "I didn't do it on purpose! I didn't commit suicide or lie to you! I'm sorry, sir! Woohoo..."

Draco was taken aback by this kind of child who cried as soon as he said it. What kind of upbringing did he have since he was a child, he would rather be knocked to the ground than shed a tear, never seen such a playful little boy.So he said viciously, "Don't cry!"

Fletta hugged Draco's waist tightly and cried with confidence: "...Don't be angry with me, wow, don't ignore me, I'm wrong, please forgive me..."

Draco: "..." He was almost annoyed by this little monster. At this time, the two of them were soaked in the ice water and hadn't come out yet. Draco never thought that one day he would run around in the icy and snowy winter. Going to the Black Lake, not to mention a burden stuck to his body.This little crybaby monster looks downright pathetic, and won't let go of himself.He took a few deep breaths and multiplied his usual patience with Gore Crabbe: "Sir, shall we go ashore first anyway? I think you need to go to the dormitory and change your clothes, as long as you don't think about committing suicide , shall we settle the rest slowly?"

Fletta lifted up the little face buried on his waist, a pair of pure gray pupils were washed by tears and became more crystal clear: "I don't want to settle accounts, I'm not good at math..."

Draco: "...you let me go and we go ashore, I'm really going to be angry."

"Oh." Fletta sniffled obediently and let go, and was immediately led to the shore by the collar. "Aren't we going back to the dormitory? Why are we going to the shore?"

Draco seemed to have heard a big joke: "Who told you that the Slytherin dormitory will go to the bottom of the lake?!"

"Several... older sisters in blue scarves."

"Next time, less contact with people from Ravenclaw! They like to say half of what they say, don't trust them casually!" Draco hit Fletta hard on the head, and he was beaten a few steps forward and almost fell again In the water.

As soon as he landed, Draco cast a few drying spells on himself and Fretta, almost dragging him to the Hogwarts building on the edge of the Black Lake.Fleta stumbled, even holding on to Draco's clothes several times to keep from falling.They kept going down the stairs for several floors, and they didn't stop until they came to the cellar.

Fleta tilted her head and looked at the hard wooden door covered with silver snakes in front of her. She was about to take out her wand and show Draco an "Alahomora" when she heard Draco say in a bad tone : "We are good students of Slytherin."

Fletta: "???"

Miraculously, as he issued the password, the silver snake on the door slowly swam away as if it had come to life, and under Fleta's speechless gaze, the door of the Slytherin dormitory opened just like that.

Fletta: "It turned out to be opened with a password. This password is very straightforward."

Draco rolled his eyes: "You'd better memorize this password which is stupider than Gryffindor, most of us girls don't want to memorize some very convoluted words. In the future, remember to swear to the door that you are good student, or you can choose again to drown yourself to see if you can get in."

Fleta shrank her head: "I see."

"No, you don't know. You simply don't know how stupid you are, you troll with kinship with mandrakes." Draco said viciously, and he pushed open the cellar door and walked in. Fry Ta followed with a wow.

There is hardly any light in the whole cellar, because the coal fire in the fireplace never stops burning in winter, but now that the students are still in class, the flame is not very strong.The entire Slytherin lounge is in silver and green, and most of the walls are thick slate. When Fleta raised his head, he suddenly understood why Draco said that the sisters of Ravenclaw had half spoken ——The entire Slytherin lounge is indeed under the Black Lake. At this time, the floor-to-ceiling curtains of the common room have not been drawn, and the waterproof glass is separating an underwater world.Fleta walked slowly to the bed and was fascinated by the dark water bottom. He stretched out his hand to touch the glass, feeling the coolness of the black water from the palm of his hand.

"This...it's amazing." Fletta couldn't leave the window, perhaps because he was too quiet, there was a slight wave in the water, and a mermaid slowly swam over from the depths of the dark lake.Fleta's eyes widened slightly, and the joy in his heart almost overwhelmed him.He stared at the mermaid lady with gills and teeth, and remained motionless, fearing to scare her and make her run away.

Fleta breathed lightly on the glass window, and lightly drew a smiling face on the mist with her fingers.The mermaid seemed to be curious about what he was doing, tilted her head to look at him for a while, and then stretched out her webbed hand to touch the smiling face.Fletta smiled: "You are different from what I read in fairy tale books, but you are really cute."

Of course the mermaid couldn't hear what the boy was saying through the thick glass. She wagged her tail and stared at Fletta, then showed a smile and densely packed sharp teeth.

"It seems that I have the opportunity to witness a touching inter-racial love." Draco casually walked down the stairs, and the mermaid swam away as if frightened when he saw him, and a large area was brought up in the water. Fine foam.Only a few minutes later, Draco had already returned to the dormitory and changed into a new set of clothes. He went to the bookcase in the common room and took down a book about divination. He turned around and saw Fretta waiting behind him. with him.

"What are you doing?" Draco asked blankly.

Fleta took a deep breath: "Mr. Malfoy, I thank you for your care. You guided me when I was lost, took me to the principal when I was under a curse, and brought me to the principal when I was almost frozen to death." Saved me, and told me how to go back to the dormitory correctly. You are so kind to me, which makes me have to apologize to you again..."

Draco saw the silver-haired little bean cowering in front of him with a blank expression, and for some reason... he didn't feel angry at all.

It was right to lead him when he lost his way. As a prefect, he was supposed to patrol the school.He took him to see Dumbledore under the curse, and seriously, he would also like to thank the child for suffering for him.

In terms of saving him from drowning and teaching him how to get back to the dormitory, he would be Draco.Malfoy's responsibility.Hogwarts stipulates that freshmen need to be led by the prefects when they return to the dormitory for the first time, and each prefect must let every child know the way back to the dormitory and the password to enter the dormitory... However, because Draco was too angry this morning, He just forgot about it.To be honest, if Fletta really accidentally drowned today, he would be at least half responsible.

"you……"

"Trolls! I know." Fletta has learned to answer quickly, "But I've never seen what a troll looks like. Are they cute?"

"Pretty cute." Draco said coldly. "Okay sir, since you already know where the dormitory is, then do what you should do. I'm sorry I still have classes, so I can't accompany you."

"Ok sir."

When Draco looked up at the falling clock, his heart skipped a beat. He was already late.So he quickened his pace and opened the door and walked out quickly. The closed door made a loud noise and almost caught his robe.Fleta watched him leave, and then ran to find her dormitory.Slytherin's dormitory is distributed from top to bottom from the lower grades to the upper grades, probably for safety reasons; the men and women are separated from each other on one side.His freshman naturally lived on the top floor close to the ground, and because he was a freshman assigned later, the dormitory was of course the innermost room.

After Fletta pushed the door open, he found that the interior was already furnished. In the single dormitory, there was a comfortable bed, a log desk, and a small wardrobe. Dumbledore had taken his luggage from the beginning. There are two neat sets of magic robe school uniforms and a whole stack of textbooks on the desk. The dormitory is not big or small, but there is still a single bathroom.Fleta was so happy that God knows how long he hadn't slept in bed!It's almost like a century has passed!He jumped up happily at once, and children usually bounced twice.

The author has something to say: students...

Let's talk more about love.

There is not much pure love when you become an adult.

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Has anyone seen Zhang Quandan?