[hp] Dragon Training

When they got to the auditorium, it was already full of young wizards eating lunch. The food at Hogwarts was so good that people wished to stay in school for the rest of their lives. Fletta was still a little big at the age of 11. There is really no resistance at all.

Immediately after Draco and Fleta sat down, two clean plates and beautiful silverware appeared in front of them. Pick up the fork and stuff it into your mouth.Draco rolled his eyes, but he still didn't accuse others endlessly during the meal, which violated noble etiquette.They should have come very late, at least at the Slytherin table besides them, only Goyle and Crabbe were still stuffing things into their mouths.The noble children raised their gestures to discuss some after-dinner topics, while Pansy next to Fleta seemed to be competing with a walnut.

Pansy tried hard to break the walnut, her fingernails were about to turn over: "Damn it, is this thing made of iron!" After trying to no avail, she angrily took out her wand and pointed at the walnut and shouted "diffindo! (Torn apart)!" Immediately, the cracked walnuts flew around, and the shell fragments even hit many people. Several people were scratched by the walnut shells and looked at Pan Xi in surprise.Miss Parkinson.

Pansy was very annoyed, and immediately pushed away the chair and was about to leave, but at this moment, a snow-white hand gently grabbed her. "Pansy, your magical power is so powerful that I admire it." Fletta put down the tableware, with a comforting smile on his face, "But maybe the spell needs to be precise, light and stable." He took another walnut and placed it on the On the table, the smiling expression on his face gradually subsided. He took out his pale dragon tooth wand and waved it lightly, as if picking up a trace of dust in the air. Finally, the wand touched the walnut. Leta whispered softly: "diffindo..."

The walnut on the table suddenly made a light sound, and then it seemed that a silent but unquestionable force poured into the small walnut, and a crack gradually appeared on the hard shell. Expand until finally there is a crisp "click" and the walnut splits in two.Everyone was silent for a moment. It was easy to crush a walnut, but it was extremely difficult to control the magic spell in such a subtle way. The control of magic power and the familiarity with the spell must be very good.Everyone looked up at the silver-haired first grader for a moment, and their hearts were filled with different thoughts.Fletta poured out the walnuts, took Pansy's hand and put it into her hand: "Who made you angry, although I am still young, if someone dares to make my friend unhappy, I will not let him good-looking."

Draco raised an eyebrow, feeling like he couldn't understand the brat.

Pansy seemed to be moved, she sat down again and said, "Fleta, your spells are really good, I even heard Catherine talking about your excellent performance in the spell class just now. This is Is it because of your family?"

This sentence is almost implying that Pansy is almost asking about Fleta.Hill's family background, hoping to know his background.Before her aunt wrote back to her, Pansy knew almost nothing about the surname Hill, perhaps familiar but not specific.It's not that Fleta wouldn't have dated him if she wasn't a pure-blooded nobleman, but issues like blood honor and family background have always been a top priority for Slytherins.

Fletta is a little strange, is this what Pansy is worried about?He didn't understand the problem, so he answered her question directly: "Well, yes. My family has a very rich collection of books. When I was young, I had no friends. I could only read books when I went out to play Quidditch with my father. My mother Very good at spells, and very strict with me - but that's all, you should listen to Catherine go on, then you'll know how bad my Potions class is." Fry There was a little aggrieved and helpless expression on Ta's face.

With a rich collection of books at home, his parents were wizards, and his mother's magical powers-plus Fleta's conversation and knowledge and that solid silver hair, he would never be a person of low blood.Immediately, Pansy began to worry about it, and his tone became more relaxed: "Really? That's really great! In fact, if the potion is not good, you can learn from the person next to you, to tell you the truth." , Draco is simply the best student in Hogwarts Potions class..."

"Pansy," Draco was silent when they were talking, until the food on his plate was drained, and then he gracefully wiped the corner of his mouth that didn't touch anything, and interrupted the girl, "What the hell What happened? What are you going to say?"

Pansy pursed her lips and didn't speak for a while, but Nat answered the question for her: "Just now Dumbledore proposed at the teacher's table that he hoped that Professor Moody could apologize to Hill for the fact that he once sent a The student turned into a ferret, but Professor Moody refused... because he felt that Fretta hadn't been a student at Hogwarts at the time, so he wasn't breaking the rules, and..."

Pansy suddenly took Nat's words: "And, he refused to apologize to a person with ulterior motives and unknown identity!"

Fletta immediately understood why Pansy wanted to know about his family, because the beautiful brunette was annoyed by the phrase 'unpredictable'.He sighed silently and grabbed her hand, his pure gray eyes were crystal clear, looking so innocent and friendly.

Draco's gray-blue eyes became extremely cold, like sapphires frozen in a glacier: "Tell Dumbledore, we don't need Alastor. Any apology from Moody, we don't even want to be here anymore See his disgusting eye that keeps spinning on any occasion. If you want to express your apologies, please let him go straight out of Hogwarts."

Regarding such disrespectful words to the professor, the surrounding Slytherins actually nodded.In their first Defense Against the Dark Arts class, taught by Professor Moody, the one-eyed eccentric tortured a live spider with the Three Unforgivable Curses right in front of the underage kids!And in today's class, he even used a live snake as an experiment, laughing and watching the snake struggle painfully because of the poisonous pustules growing on its body. When it died, the snake's blood and pus were formed on the bluestone The fusion flowed far away on the ground, and the stench of blood almost filled the entire Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

The representative animal of Slytherin is a snake. Professor Moody's behavior is undoubtedly to deliberately stab a knife in the heart of every Slytherin student. Several noble girls even lay down on the table and cried.Not only Slytherin, but few students in Hogwarts like this strange and crazy professor. Obviously, little wizards don't like such a strange person.

***

In any case, the Christmas ball is still coming as scheduled. (I don't know how to pick it up).

Today, most of the little wizards below the third grade choose to go back to their respective homes to find their parents. Some children who had to stay in school ate a sumptuous Christmas dinner early, and went to bed rubbing their eyes before nightfall—— It is likely that Dumbledore secretly asked the house-elf to put more sleep-promoting potions into the meals.

However, there are completely two worlds above the fourth grade. Hogwarts has been completely dressed up tonight, and a lively atmosphere that has never been seen in this school. Every student has taken off the dark school uniform and wizard Gowns, put on various exquisite and gorgeous dresses, showing the youthful beauty that is usually hidden to this special night.

Draco was seen after the Fleta door was knocked open.Senior Malfoy was standing impatiently at the door. He looked extremely handsome tonight. His platinum-blond hair was neatly combed, revealing his handsome and delicate face, and his blue eyes seemed to be the most precious. gems.The dress he was wearing must be of great value. At this time, the tailor-made clothes fit every inch of his muscle texture, outlining his whole body in a shapely shape.

Draco looked down at Fleta as if he had seen a ghost, and there was a murderous desire in his eyes: "You... just dress like this and go to the ball with me?"

Fletta looked at herself, is it normal?So he raised his head to look at Draco, looked at his whole body, and sincerely praised: "Draco, you look so good today!"

"Shut up! You rude mandrake, are you going to dance with me in your school uniform?" Draco seemed to have been greatly teased, and he decided that as long as Fretta dared to nod, he would strangle him immediately he.

Fleta froze for a moment, and immediately realized that something seemed to be wrong.He had never been to a dance before, and thought it was just a casual party, but when he saw Draco standing in front of him in such a suit, he suddenly understood something——Mother said: When others are waiting for you But carelessly, sometimes it is a kind of rude behavior.

Fletta opened his mouth, and with a hint of guilt in his eyes, he said with some difficulty, "I'm sorry, please wait for me." Then he closed the door.

Three seconds later, he opened the door again, and the clothes on his body had become a suitable dress. He couldn't help but lament that he learned the Transfiguration spell so well, it was really convenient.Because he could immediately change his school uniform according to Draco's clothes.

Draco glared at the kid in front of him who was dressed almost exactly like him, the expression on his face was really not pretty.He took a deep breath, and directly threw away some of Fleta's accessories. Seeing that the luxurious dress became more and more simple, Draco was finally satisfied, and took Fletta downstairs.

They came all the way to the entrance of the auditorium, and Draco faced the people who looked at them in surprise with almost a blank expression—he was the dance partner who promised to die, and he would finish the dance even if he was crying.In fact, it is not surprising to invite same-sex wizards to dance in the wizarding world, and it is not unacceptable for male wizards to dance with male wizards to form deep friendships, or even a little love.The Slytherins saw Draco.Malfoy's dance partner was a first-year boy, and he'd be surprised that his "other half" was a tiny first-year, not a gender boy.At this moment, indeed, some people with long mouths were discussing that Master Malfoy had special tastes, such as liking small people or something.

Draco pulled the little Slytherin who was looking around, and he bent slightly and looked straight into those clean eyes: "Don't make a fool of me, don't step on me like you did during practice, don't run around before the dance Get away from me, understand?"

Fletta blinked, and suddenly reached out to hug him, and smiled happily when she left: "Okay OvO!"

Draco: "..." I don't know why, but I still want to hit him.And he did, Mr Malfoy slapped Mr Hill hard on the head.

"Aww, it would be stupid to start with the head!" Freita held her head.

"You're stupid enough, Fletta." After Draco touched the soft silver hair, he felt that the inexplicable anger in his heart finally subsided.

The ball was about to start, and Draco immediately understood Fletta with a glance over, and the whole person was hung on him.Draco's face was a little blue, and he cursed in a low voice: "Little troll." Pulling the people away, only Fleta hooked his hand, and the two entered the field twisted.

Harry on the side glanced at the two "white-haired" people, and saw the unbelievable expressions on their faces after they became dance partners—didn't Cedric mean that Malfoy, that bad guy, rejected Francois? Leta?oh!The enemy's intelligence really cannot be trusted!

At this time, Harry had already learned the secret of the golden egg, and he put the egg he had taken so hard from the dragon into the pool of the bathing pool. Sure enough, he heard the singing of the mermaid, and the singing was lingering. Gentle and touching, who would have thought that such a sharp voice would be so beautiful underwater?Harry looked at Slytherin again. It is said that Slytherin's dormitory is a cellar, and you can see mermaids all year round. Does it mean that you can often hear mermaids singing?Merlin...he didn't envy them!

In a daze, the mermaid's singing seemed to still be echoing in his ears, ethereal and mysterious, and when Harry thought about it again, he was a little dazed again.

"Look for us...

Where our voices sound...

We cannot sing on land...

You have only one hour to find...

Looking for the treasure that was taken from us..."

"Harry, what's the matter with you?" Zhang Qiu was wearing a well-cut silk cheongsam tonight, and she was a little puzzled as Harry's partner at this time, "What are you thinking?"

"No, Qiu." Harry suddenly came back to his senses, staring at Zhang Qiu's face. "You... you are very beautiful today."

There is no girl who doesn't like others to praise her good looks, Zhang Qiu showed a smile on her face: "Thank you, but we should go in. Professor McGonagall said that the Warriors will lead the dance at the opening."

Harry nodded, stretched out his hand somewhat awkwardly to hold Zhang Qiu's hand and entered the auditorium with her, but when he held the girl's soft hand, he was not as happy as he imagined.