[hp] Dragon Training

The next day, the sun rose on the top of Gryffindor's tower, and Mr. Ron Weasley woke up from his sweet dream and turned to look at his roommate, dumbfounded.

Ron was furious: "Harry! Who hit you?!"

Harry covered his face: "..."

Ron was flushed with anger, and immediately jumped out of bed as if he was going to destroy the school.He jumped over to see his buddy's face was bruised, and there were even some healed scars on his hands: "Who hit you! Tell me! I'll call the whole Gryffindor to beat him up and avenge you!"

Harry's forehead was a little bruised, and his face looked sad: "I couldn't sleep last night, so I wanted to go for a walk..."

Ron: "Why can't you sleep?"

"..." Harry was silent for a second, "Well, I just couldn't sleep, and then I ran into Malfoy on a night tour. I wanted to run, but I still didn't. He beat me up without listening to my explanation." .”

Although Ron was very angry, based on the fact that Malfoy beat Potter, it was not a rare thing in Hogwarts, and the anger in his heart was inexplicably not very strong.He scratched his head: "This... according to Hermione's tone... this is not right!"

Harry: "..."

Ron jumped up: "He's just the chairman! Although you have the power to punish you for going out at night, how can he beat you! This is corporal punishment! This is wrong!"

Harry: "...I hit him too, and I fought back."

Ron: "That's not right... aren't you, man, are you defending him?"

Harry rubbed his head, looking at the dry blood on his hands, which should have been left when Malfoy was coming over after he knocked his nose crooked yesterday.He shook his head: "I don't want to defend him or speak for him. In fact, I hate him, but last night was a bit weird..."

Harry looked innocent and blank: "He... seems to have a lot of killing intent towards me. For a moment, I thought I was going to be killed by him... I mean it's not the kind of petty trouble, his eyes are very Leng, it seems that he is really going to kill me... When did I kill his parents?"

When Ron heard Harry say this, he felt chills in his heart: "No matter what, you have to tell Dumbledore about this matter, no matter how bad it is, you have to talk to Professor McGonagall!"

"..." Harry scratched his head, "Hasn't Dumbledore traveled far away, and even if he told Professor McGonagall... I was the one who traveled at night first, right?" Maybe you will scold me?"

Ron was angry: "You still said that you didn't defend him! And why did you go out at night last night? Can't you go around the dormitory if you can't sleep!"

Harry was so annoyed that he jumped up: "Okay, Ron, can we stop talking? Now that Malfoy represents the Snake House, can he really take revenge on the whole Slytherin for this matter?"

……

【Slytherin common room】

Fleta frowned, feeling as if her whole body had been burned.When he got up from the bed, he saw the senior sitting on the edge of the bed, silent and serious like a dead person.

He laughed, his voice was a little hoarse, but he still put his hand on the back of the senior's hand: "Sir, did I have a miscarriage?"

"..." Seeing that he woke up, Draco turned around after sitting stiffly for an unknown amount of time, and looked down at him, "No, do you feel better?"

Fletta turned around, crawled and hugged his waist: "It hurts, hurts, hurts, so sad, I need to be kissed by the senior to get up."

Draco looked like he wanted to do what he wanted for a moment, but his waist was only bent five degrees, and the powerful aristocratic cleanliness made him sit upright again.He looked serious: "You haven't brushed your teeth yet."

Fleta took his hand and kissed the back of his gloved hand.Suddenly seeing a small tear on the cuff of his shirt, he was a little curious: "How did you do it?"

This person usually pays the most attention to cleanliness, and his clothes are meticulous, so it is impossible to be so messy.Draco probably didn't notice it before, and after taking a look, he frowned and retracted his hands, took a new shirt from the closet, and ran to the bathroom to change.

Fletta went mad for a moment, and was about to get out of bed and drag him when the senior stopped him outside the door.The little hooligan didn't look like he just had an illness, he knocked on the door with a smile on his face, "Come out and change clothes, sir! What are you doing hiding in there, who are you and me? Come out, come out!"

Senior: "..."

Fletta couldn't scratch the door, and stuck to the door with a low voice: "Ah, I want to watch the senior change clothes, I want to touch your (beep--), from your (beep--) to yours (beep——), let you (beep beep beep beep beep)..."

The door opened with a bang from the inside, and Fleta accidentally fell forward, and immediately fell into the arms of the senior, taking a deep breath of his breath.Although the senior looked at him holding himself with a satisfied expression on his expressionless face, but somehow his brain circuit went awry, and his heart was actually touched.

When I saw him for the first time four years ago, the little guy was just above his waist height.Over the years, this little guy has grown up shamelessly, and when he hugged him, his furry head could already touch his chin.But, it never made him feel at ease.

Draco lowered his eyes, touched his neck with his hand, and said softly like dust on the snow: "Are you hungry?"

"Ok!"

"Hurry up and wash up, you are full of classes today."

Fletta blinked and raised her head to kiss him on the chin: "Okay."

There are many things in the boy's heart that he wants to talk to his seniors, such as the curse on his body, such as blood poison, such as whether his ancestors were polluted by dragon blood, such as the inheritance of Slytherin... But the seniors watched him change his clothes and stretched out. Using his slender fingers to fasten the crooked tie for him, he didn't want to say anything looking at Draco's appearance.He is so good... I just hope that I can live my whole life, without saying anything, just stay by his side and look at him like this.

Young man, your name is idiot.

Mr. Prefect tidied up his appearance and went to breakfast with the Chairman. The breakfast at Hogwarts was as good as ever. Fletta and Zabini chatted very happily, saying that Quidditch was talking about the latest gossip and chatting Woman, the two men said so that the woman next to her rolled her eyes.Draco ignored it, looked at the black tea in his hand without making a sound, and didn't take a sip for a long time.

Suddenly, there were some discussions and commotions at the Gryffindor long table, because Fleta was talking to Zabini and didn't hear it. When he realized it, he saw Ginny walking over with an indifferent face. Just as Leta was about to say hello, Ginny split the Slytherin table in two with a splitting knife!

There was a loud bang from the dining table, and all the cutlery and food fell to the ground.All the Slytherins stood up immediately after breakfast, took out their wands and pointed at the red-haired girl who had a sudden seizure.

Pansy looked shocked: "You crazy woman! Weasley, what do you want!"

Instead, Ginny put away her wand. In other words, even if she had a wand, she couldn't defeat so many people.Her face was indifferent, and she even bowed slightly to salute, then raised her head to look at Draco who was looking at him coldly: "Good morning, Mr. Chairman."

Ginny's red hair was fiery, and her face was as frosty: "I heard that you intend to kill Harry from our academy. Have you obtained my permission?"

Fletta's pupils constricted for a moment, and she turned her head to look at the senior in disbelief.Draco was unmoved, and said casually: "If I wanted to kill him, he would have died long ago, how could I give you a chance to act presumptuously in front of me?"

"I came to the auditorium for breakfast this morning with a normal heart, but I saw my friend was injured, which came from an abnormal fight." Ginny's face did not change, and her voice was firm: "I heard that Slytherin has a rule called There must be vengeance. Gryffindor also has a rule called, what is guarded is inviolable, and the wrath of a lion cannot be stopped. I hope there is a misunderstanding between us, sir!"

Professor McGonagall, who heard the dispute here, hurried over and gasped as he saw a group of Slytherins pointing at his students with their wands. After seeing the long table of Slytherins clearly, his angry face was all over again. famous.She took Ginny straight away to confine her for a week, to be punished for her recklessness and disrespect.Miss Weasley was neither humble nor overbearing, she blinked her eyes away, followed Professor McGonagall and left.

Looking at her back, the audience was silent.

Ron was dumbfounded, and pushed Harry who was also dumbfounded: "My sister, did you really take revenge for you?"

Harry's heart beat a little fast, and he was obviously frightened: "It seems so."

Ron swallowed his saliva: "I have to say, you did a great job! I've wanted to smash their tables for a long time. Why do they always have more and richer breakfasts than ours?"

Hermione was stunned enough, her eyes suddenly turned red, she picked up her schoolbag and smashed them on the heads, Harry yelled when the bruise on his forehead was hit, and saw Hermione's good sisters chasing Ginny's back He ran out, probably because he wanted to intercede with her.

Draco gave the long table a "restore as new" without even using his wand, and now his magic power is several times stronger than before.With just one look, he made all the students of the Snake Academy sit down for breakfast again, and poured himself a cup of black tea again, only to find that the teapot was empty.He stood up in silence for a second and walked out of the auditorium. Fleta took a deep breath and followed him.

Fletta is no longer the short legs of the past. The boy's long hands and feet stretched out and he caught the senior's flapping school uniform.His voice tightened: "You want to kill Harry?"

Draco shook him off: "Don't believe that crazy Weasley woman."

Fleta thought of the ripped cuff this morning and the senior's indifference, he took a deep breath and his eyes were red: "You want to kill everyone who can open the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets? Tom Riddle? Harry Potter?"

"..." Draco was silent for a second, "I just thought about it, well, didn't I not do anything?"

Fretta choked up and shouted, "You really want to!"

Draco's face was numb: "There are so many Gryffindors, it's okay to die. There are so few Slytherins, I can't do it if you die one."

For the first time, Fletta felt out of breath. He blinked and felt tears were about to fall: "...Can you just say that you can't do it without me?"

The senior stood in the corridor for a while, his calm and calm face showed no expression even in the face of such interrogation.After a while, he sighed softly, as if he was very helpless, and truly recognized this life and this moment in his life: "Yes, it can't work without you."

Fleta squatted on the ground, buried her head in her knees, and remained motionless for a long time.The senior walked over and squatted down, pushed him and pushed him backwards, revealing a flushed face.

Draco: "Silly troll."

Fleta was silent for a while, digesting his words to the bones, and said sullenly: "Maybe you don't have to kill anyone, Harry is just able to open the Chamber of Secrets, the descendants of Slytherin may not be the ones who can speak snakes in the world. ... Take a thousand steps back, even if I really have a curse in my blood, you will definitely be the best doctor ever when you enter St. Mungo's. Will I still have a chance to die in your hands? Don't even think about killing me. Harry."

Draco looked at him coldly: "I can't think of what you can think of? So I didn't kill Potter, how many times have I said, are you deaf?"

Fletta immediately felt a lot more comfortable when he heard it. He looked up at the senior and stretched out his hand: "Then I fell down, you pick me up."

Draco looked at him as if he was mentally retarded: "Get up by yourself."

"You hug me." Fletta cheated, "You hug me, you hug me!"

Draco glanced at him, turned and left.

Fletta was dumbfounded, jumped up and followed him, dragged him anxiously by pulling his clothes: "You can't be so ruthless! What about the person who said just now that I can't do it?"

"That person was easily destroyed by your stupidity the moment you sat on the ground and cheated."

Fletta took him by the hand, walked with her mouth raised in dissatisfaction, and muttered in a low voice: "If I really don't live to be 30 years old, then I will drag you to spend every day in bed from the age of 20."

Draco: "What did you say louder?"

Fletta immediately raised her head and opened her mouth wide, and the decibel increased tenfold: "If I don't live to be 30 years old!!!! Then I will..."

Draco slapped him furiously, "Who do you say won't live past 30!"

The focus is on the back, senior, listen to me.Fletta's face was turned away, and she turned around and looked at him seriously: "I suddenly want to sleep with you right away, what's the point of life if I can't sleep with Mr. Malfoy."

"Is your face made of iron?" Draco couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "I beg you, Mr. Hill, please stop talking to me about your life, your life is not working now You are the one who decides. As for the length, don’t make random definitions, I don’t allow it. I’m here, understand?”

Fletta thought for a while and nodded.Just when I was about to speak, I realized that the path I followed the senior was not correct, it didn't look like I was going back to the cellar.

"Where are we going?"

"I'll go to Professor Minerva McGonagall's office and get Miss Ginny out." The senior paused, "As for you, you're going to be late for class."

Fletta looked at the clock tower in the school, and sure enough, class was only a few minutes away.Draco is in the seventh grade this year. He should not panic in the face of the NEWT exam. On the contrary, he has fewer courses at the graduation level. Practical courses and reports on various occupations are the main homework.Even if time is running out, Fletta is a little strange, Draco went to ransom Jinny, when did his senior become so warm-hearted?

The senior took a look at him: "According to the gossip group of the student union, she has been getting close to Scarhead recently. Now that she understands that Tom Riddle is looking for the Deathly Hallows, if there is no way to get the invisibility cloak directly from Scarhead, you can contact us through Wei Sly is a good idea. Male Weasley and female Weasley are both breakthroughs, but I think Miss Weasley should be easier to persuade."

Fletcher suddenly understood, he raised an eyebrow: "Slytherin rules No. 17?"

"Do whatever it takes to achieve your goal." Draco shrugged.

……

【Tump Alley·Antique Shop】

The little old owner came out of his antique shop when he heard customers coming.He saw the handsome and charming man in black suit looking around, even if he lived to this age, he was really surprised by his outstanding appearance.

The old man coughed and came back to his senses, and said to the black-haired young man, "What do you want?"