[hp] Dragon Training

"How was your vacation, sir?" Fleta said with a smile.

"Wrote a few papers, read a few books. Discussed the future of the family with my father, didn't go out much. That's it." Draco said lazily.

"Isn't that boring?"

"Do you think everyone looks like you? 24 hours a day, either playing as a Scottish shorthaired hare or learning a paramecia flea? Staying quietly is Merlin's mythical existence to you, right?" Draco He pointed out with a sharp sneer.

Fletta honestly admitted: "That's right, my dad and I went camping in many places, and we chased rabbits to catch fish. We only read books under my mother's urging in our spare time."

"Then I assume that he must not have read the potion book I recommended to Mr. Fleta carefully." Draco's expression was a little dangerous.

Fletta blushed a little: "I saw...just..."

"only?"

"It's just that those books are too thick and too thick, and I haven't read them all."

Draco sneered, with a disdainful expression on his face: "I read all those books when I was six or seven years old, and the level of simplicity is only equivalent to the entrance course. Please forgive me for not agreeing with your point of view."

Fletta took his hand and shook it vigorously: "Hey! Isn't everyone like you, sir! I'm also good at learning spells... Although my mother watched me learn it. In short, I I will study hard and never embarrass the academy again, please believe me!"

The Slytherin prefect squinted at him, the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile, and he said nothing more.

Draco registered all the people on the train. In fact, it was not that difficult. Every compartment would automatically open the compartment door when he came over, and a special person would respectfully report the number of people to him.

Facing Fletta's admiring eyes, he just said lightly: "This is order. Slytherin values ​​absolute discipline. You can see it from the big hourglass of school scoring. There are very few Slytherin people." Points were deducted for violating school rules." He paused "Actually, last year you were the one who deducted the most points from the academy."

... Potions class, I understand.Fleta lowered her head and thought to herself.I don't know when he also paid special attention to the glory of the academy.

Draco's review ended after ticking off the last name, he was the one who threw the parchment into Fleta's hands but didn't want to go back, he continued to move forward with a mocking smile on his face.Fletta received the list with a strange face on his face: "The next step is the Gryffindor carriage, Mr. Prefect."

"Shut up, of course I know." Draco walked forward and passed a few cars, and he stretched out his hand to open a car door under Fleta's puzzled eyes.

"Potter, I heard that you were called to court by the Ministry of Magic, why didn't they arrest you in Azkaban?" Draco's eyes were cold, with a smirk on his face.

Fletta: "..."

The Gryffindor trio obviously didn't welcome this unexpected visitor very much, Harry's face was extremely pale when Azkaban was mentioned, and he stood up with anger in his eyes: "Malfoy, this is none of your business! "

"Obviously, the savior is unwilling to settle down even during the holidays. I heard that he used large-scale magic in front of Muggles. This sounds really exaggerated and gorgeous, doesn't it? How in line with your flamboyant identity." Draco His tone was extremely slow, with the beautiful accent and arrogant accent unique to the upper class nobles.Harry's face was livid amidst this sarcasm, and he was about to draw out his wand and cast a jinx on him in no time.

Fletta was stunned. Harry was sent to court by the Ministry of Magic for using magic outside?why is that?Wizards are not allowed to use magic in front of Muggles, underage wizards can't even use magic outside of school without the supervision of adult wizards, Harry is not ignorant of these things... So what happened to him? ?Let him have to use magic to deal with it urgently?

At this moment, the atmosphere was extremely tense, as if a fight would break out in this small space at any time.

Hermione and Ron were also very nervous at the same time, because Malfoy usually followed two big men, and once they fought three-on-three, they wouldn't have much advantage to take advantage of.However, there was a small white head sticking out from behind Draco: "Hermione, Harry... and who else, hello!"

Everyone: "..."

Draco shoved him back with a livid face, but as soon as the kid interrupted, the tense atmosphere softened like a leaky rubber ball.

Hermione had a forced smile on her face: "Hello..."

Harry responded faster before she did: "Hello, Fletta! Long time no see, how was your holiday?" However, after a series of questions, he found that everyone in the car was looking at him, and the tense atmosphere before was still in the air. Immediately some taste changed.Hermione stared at him incredulously, her eyes roving Harry over and over again.Even Ron's eyes widened a little, and he turned to look at Malfoy and the silver-haired kid behind him.

Draco's eyes were as cold as ice, and he covered the boy's mouth with one hand as he was about to respond, and the words he said were like the cold winter wind: "Merlin, I don't know, when will the golden boy of Gryffindor So friendly to Slytherin students?"

Harry was choked but didn't know what to say, just when he was trying to respond but didn't know what to say.Draco looked at him with disgust in his eyes, as disgusting as looking at slug vomit, he seemed to be terrified: "You can do it. Every time I'm already very disgusted with you, you always Pushing my boundaries again, I want to wash my hands with gloves on, Potter."

After speaking, he pulled Fletta's head hard, turned around and left the carriage, as if staying for a minute longer would pollute his breath.

After being dragged away for a few steps, Fletta resisted vigorously on the spot: "Wait, wait! Let's not go back!"

Draco couldn't believe it, and his tone was angry: "Do you still want to keep it? If you stay here, don't go back to Slytherin!"

"No, no, no! I mean, I still want to bring candy to Goyle and Crabbe." Fletta was pitiful, and then paused, "I... I'm not allowed to eat snacks at home, I haven't had them for a long time Chocolate..."

"..." The evil fire in Draco's heart seemed to be extinguished inexplicably. He looked at this child who seemed to know nothing, and suddenly felt that he had passed.What does this kid know?Could he still detect that others were a little unclear about him?impossible.So he rolled his eyes, and finally reached out to Fleta.

Fletta was very happy, he pulled up and pulled the senior forward: "Draco, let me tell you, last time I saw a new kind of candy in a magazine, it was coconut-flavored, and there was still The taste of ice cream. Merlin, I really want to eat it!"

They went all the way to the Ravenclaw compartment to find the candy cart, and Draco graciously bought him all the candy, making Fletcher seem as happy as he had won five hundred Galleons.

Fleta packed the sugar in a red suede bag and ate it all the way.

Pansy was a little amused by the way he babbled. They were both nobles, and their upbringing made them not like eating while walking.Now seeing Fletta's little cheeks keep laughing out loud, he couldn't help reaching out and grabbing his bulging face.

The carriage that took them back to Hogwarts seemed to be unmanned all the time, but Fleta tilted his head and felt that something must be there, because he felt that something seemed to see him very restless.Sure enough, when Fleta and the others approached, the unmanned carriage kept shaking, as if something was pulling the carriage and pacing back and forth.

"Thestral. I can see it... Only those who have witnessed death can see its appearance... It looks very disturbed, did you scare it?" An ethereal voice appeared behind them.Fleta was startled, but saw a fair-skinned and pretty girl standing behind them, staring at the empty place and muttering to herself.

Some discomfort appeared on Pansy's face: "Crazy girl Luna, why don't you go with the Ravenclaws?"

The girl named Luna also had ethereal eyes, she tilted her head and looked at the sky: "The cockroaches brought me here, they are talking to me..."

Pan Xi couldn't bear it any longer: "What is a cockroach?"

But before she finished speaking, Luna stepped forward, stretched out her hand to touch the air under everyone's strange eyes: "Okay...they won't hurt you...it's okay..."

Miraculously, the carriage stopped shaking under her comfort, as if she really comforted the invisible cart animals.In any case, Fleta and the others can finally get on the carriage.Luna was sitting in a corner of the carriage, still half-looking up at the sky: "There are a lot of cockroaches, which means that someone has concealed the secret... They always stay by the side of the person who hides the secret..." Finally, Luna's eyes turned to Fu Leta.

Everyone's eyes also fell on Fleta, and Draco's eyes were the deepest.Fletta waved her hand a little guilty to show that she was innocent, and then looked at Luna trying to change the subject: "Um, your name is Luna? Does it mean the moon? This name suits you very well, you really As light and graceful as moonlight."

"When my mother gave birth to me, I saw moon goblins, and they danced on her belly..." Her eyes blurred, "I'm so hungry... I hope there will be pudding at the dinner party."

Fletta generously took out a handful of candy from her red suede bag and handed it over: "If you don't mind, please use it."

Luna's misty eyes finally paused, seeing that Fleta had some substance.She stretched out her pale hand and took it: "Thank you."

The carriage passed through the woods and around the Black Lake, bringing the students back to Hogwarts.The thousand-year-old castle is now lit up in the dark, gently welcoming every student back.Fleta took a deep breath, feeling that she had regarded Hogwarts as her other home without knowing when.

He was about to get out of the car and walk in, but Draco pulled him suddenly.Fletta was taken aback, but saw his gray-blue eyes staring at her very deeply, and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "What secret are you hiding?"

Fletta didn't expect that he still didn't fool him, but he didn't know what to say. His secret couldn't be simpler, that is, he was actually a deformed dragon.But Dumbledore and his mother repeatedly told themselves not to leak the news, which is said to be dangerous to themselves.Fleta was very conflicted, should he tell Draco about this?

Facing the eyes of the senior, he hesitated a little, and suddenly he thought, this person in front of him is one of his favorite people in the world, and he is the person he trusts the most, so what if I tell him?However, before he could speak, Professor McGonagall appeared at the entrance of the auditorium and asked the first-year freshmen to line up and sort them, and asked the second-year and above students to go in as soon as possible and not block the entrance.

What Fletta was about to say was suddenly interrupted, and Draco, who didn't get an answer, glanced at him, as if he didn't want to ask any more: "Go in."

The author has something to say: don't worry

It will always be broken.

Draco must be suspicious,

Take your time.

Cultivate the relationship first.