[hp] Dragon Training

It was very late when Fletta came out of the classroom hungry, and her right hand was so sore all day that she almost lost consciousness. She thought that she would not have to do this anymore after leaving home, but she didn’t expect Hogwarts to be so long. I still keep copying every day.He'd managed to miss dinner time for it, but the emptiness in his heart outweighed the emptiness in his stomach.

Until he saw the corner of the classroom corridor, a person he liked the most was standing there, and he didn't know how long he had been waiting for him.Fletta was stunned for a moment, then rushed over and hugged him, buried her face on his waist and rubbed her face, raised her head and looked at him from bottom to top.

There was no emotion in Draco's eyes: "Don't look at me like that, kid. I'm just afraid you'll get lost too late."

"I thought you would blame me."

"Of course I am. You rude and impulsive little troll were assigned to Gryffindor in Slytherin by mistake." Draco's voice was extremely soft, but there was no sense of reproach in his words.

"Cedric's death has nothing to do with you. He was a good man, but you are the best."

"I know."

"I, I don't allow others to say bad things about Slytherin, let alone you. You are my favorite person, and I can't stand people criticizing you for hating you..."

"I know."

Fletta rubbed his forehead against his waist. He was only a little over ten years old, and he seemed to have seen the most evil power in the world in just a short period of time, but this was not the most uncomfortable thing for him.His father taught him that boys should be responsible and strong, but when he was punished to be locked up in the classroom and copy until late at night, his heart was still empty.Who would have thought that he would see his most important person here as soon as he went out, and the defense line in his heart would completely collapse at that moment.

In fact, thinking about it this way, watching games with Draco, fighting in bed together, whoever insults him to be the first to stand up for him-it really is like a brother.Fletta's eyes were a little sore, and he sniffed loudly.

Draco's face turned blue: "My God, are you going to cry?"

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa!!!"

"God, you're so stupid to cry. Look at you." Draco was afraid of being wiped with snot and tears, and pulled people away with two fingers in disgust with a look of disgust.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"

"Why do I think you look so much like Sirius Black. Why are you such a dog?"

Fletta didn't know who Sirius Black was, but he didn't like dogs. When he was young, he was bitten by Goujitiaoqiang when he molested puppies on the side of the road, so he immediately lowered his voice: "...chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp"

"Help, you seem to be trying to make me laugh."

Fletta sobbed, it was the first time seeing the platinum-blond brother smiling so happily.Usually, his ice-sculpted face seemed to be softened by warm hands, and his cold gray-blue eyes were like the blue sky after the dark clouds had dispersed. He looked as handsome as the moon god in ancient Greek mythology. The young god Andy Ming fell in love with him.

"Don't laugh, I'm so hungry." Fletta puffed up her face and pouted, looking like a chubby bun.

Draco slapped his face with a slap, and he turned a blind eye and walked forward. I don't know when he didn't walk as fast as a gust of wind, and it was easy for Fretta to wipe his face Followed him like a normal thing.

Fleta followed Draco to the senior's room, watched him use the prefect's privilege to call out the Hogwarts house-elf, and after a while, hot words appeared on the tea table in the dormitory. The steaming creamy pasta, mushroom soup and jam cake are delicious and delicious, and they are all things that children love to eat.The platinum noble boy seems to have never tried to eat in the dormitory. He frowned and sat a little far away with a book out of sight and out of mind. Fletta was so hungry that he forked a piece of cake and wrapped it in his mouth, his eyes opened again. spin around.While Draco wasn't looking his way, he immediately tried to reach for an ice-blue glass ball on the shelf.

Mr. Malfoy came over with a blank face, closed the book and slapped him on the head, so that the cake crumbs almost sprayed out of his nose.With a grim expression, he threw the book on Fleta and sat back in his chair with a haughty look on his face.

Fletta found that it was a notebook, and when he opened it, it was full of handwriting: "???"

"It's just an excerpt of low-level herbal medicine, my homework before entering the first grade. After reading it and your book, there should be no problem in the final exam."

It was only then that Fletta suddenly realized that no matter what, the semester was almost over after the Triwizard Tournament.I really didn't expect time to pass so fast, he stayed in Hogwarts for a long time almost in the blink of an eye.He opened the notebook and found that the handwriting on it was very serious and immature. Draco is the student with the best grades in the school. If he is really willing to help him, it will indeed solve the problem that Fleta is facing failing.

"Thank you." He put the book away and said heartily.

"A belated Christmas present." Draco said casually, it wasn't a big deal to him.

Fletta's heart skipped a beat, because he had never received a gift from other than his parents since he was a child, and this was almost his first gift from a friend.He froze for a moment, a happy smile appeared on his face, and he made a decision in his heart.

***

The students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang had left Hogwarts long after the competition, and there were only students from four houses left in Hogwarts at this time.

On the day of the final exam, the exams for the first grade were arranged first in the whole school. There were no Divination and Defense Against the Dark Arts classes in the first grade, and there were no elective courses in the third grade and above, such as Protection of Magical Creatures, so the content was of course much easier.

After what happened to Cedric and the news of Voldemort's return, everyone in the school was a little bit out of their minds. In this final exam, everyone was more or less affected.When Fletta saw Catherine in the morning, she still saw two thick dark circles under her eyes. As for whether it was something on her mind or caused by studying hard, she didn't know.

The exam content of the Transformation class is to turn a silver coin into an insect. Fleta was praised by Professor McGonagall for conjuring a fluttering silver butterfly.And because this class was a bit difficult for little wizards, some people became crooked. Even Miss Catherine Emil, who usually had good grades, managed to conjure an immobile earthworm after trying many times.

Transformation spells are easier said than done.From easy to difficult, it is easiest to change a still life into a still life, but slightly more difficult to change a still life into an animal. Changing an animal into a still life requires some high-level skills, and there are many things to pay attention to. The most difficult thing is to change an animal into an animal.This involves changing the form of life, which is considered a forbidden area for magic—Animagus is already considered the most exaggerated transformation spell that wizards can master, and even theoretically cannot involve magical creatures.There is not much literature to be found in this regard, and Fletta is not clear about it.

The history of magic is memorized by rote. Fletta was very interested in these things when he first arrived at Hogwarts. After asking a few questions with Draco, Professor Spence couldn't find fault with the kid.

Professor Flitta's Charms class is simply Fletta's favorite, and the test is only the simplest of a few small spells. After the test, Fletta feels that his hair is about to fly off.The first day of the exam was over. Overall, it was extremely easy, and the focus was probably on the second day.

The first exam was herbalism. In this class, the boy was called a plant killer by all his first-grade classmates.This name is not very pleasant, but since this unlucky boy has indeed damaged many plants in the greenhouse, Fleta can only acquiesce to this title with a blushing face.

Fletta was still a little nervous when he misidentified Tibetan radish and ratwood root once, but after calming down, he began to recall what his senior had written in the notebook he had written for him. After that, he transplanted plants and cultivated roots. Professor Sprout saw that this troublesome child didn't kill plants anymore, his face was a little relaxed, and he barely scored an E (Exceeds Expectation exceeded expectations) on the Fleta scale.

The most difficult thing was the second Potions class. Of course, Professor Snape would not release Fletta just because he was a student of his own house in Slytherin. On the contrary, Fletta felt that Dean Severus had always treated them badly. Super strict.For example, if Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, or Ravenclaw blow up the crucible and fail to make it, they will directly deduct points coldly, but if Fletta melts the flask, not only will they be deducted points, but they will also be ridiculed. What's more, he has to be detained and punished.During this exam, he felt that Dean Severus was staring at him, and the cold sweat on his back almost soaked the school uniform.

Fletta felt bitter. He felt that if he made a mistake, the Snake King would fly over and give him a T (Troll is terrible) and make him stay in confinement until the second grade begins.

Fortunately, I have seen the burning potion in front of me before. The first-year Mr. Malfoy is very obsessed with potions. Every knowledge point in that old book has been carefully marked and annotated. The boy shivered and wrote the test results When handing it in, he assured himself that he saw a trace of surprise on the Snake King's face, and then Professor Snape let out a disdainful snort, and wrote an A (Acceptable pass) on the transcript in front of him.

Fletta breathed a sigh of relief, and his suspended heart returned to the original place. At that moment, he almost wanted to shout Hallelujah.He decided that he must hold Draco's thigh tightly until he graduated from Hogwarts, and never let go!

After leaving the exam classroom, Fletta's face was much more relaxed, and she discussed the details of the exam with Catherine talking and laughing.

Catherine probably did well in the exam. She has a pair of dark brown eyes, which don't look translucent and clear, but have a dark and rich feeling, like melted butter taffy.The little girl smiled sweetly, and looked at Fletta with a relaxed smile: "It would be great if I could half as good as yours in magic spell~"

Fletta's nose was a little turned up, and her smile was fake: "Hey."

Catherine didn't blame him either: "Today in Potions class, I specially chose the position behind you for the exam!"

"why?"

"I wanted to pour my potion into your cauldron while the professor wasn't looking, so you wouldn't fail!"

"Bad girl." Fletta said righteously, "I can pass the test myself! We must be honest and good students!"

"But Salazar Slytherin taught us that we will use the means to achieve our ends!"

"Salazar Slytherin also taught us that strength trumps all means!"

Catherine smiled with some doubts: "Then what should we do?"

"Hmm..." Fletta raised her head and thought for a while, then looked into her dark eyes with a smile again, "When we are strong, we overcome difficulties and achieve our goals. If one day you encounter danger and are helpless, then As a friend, I will do whatever it takes to solve it.”

Miss Emil was stunned for a moment, keeping this sentence firmly in her heart, with a sweet and happy smile on her face.