[hp] Dragon Training

[To my dear beautiful mother:

Forgive me for writing to you again, although you haven't replied to the previous letter, I guess it may be because the things I wrote are trivial and you don't think it is necessary to reply, or because the green feather swallow I conjured looks good Eaten by an eagle?But now I'm really annoyed and can't tell my friends.So I can only tell my troubles to my gentle Mama, listen to me.

We had a terrible teacher this semester... well, you're going to criticize me for saying that about a professor, but I really don't like her, and you taught me not to lie, right?She did cause me some troubles, but what really embarrasses and saddens me is not this...

Recently, some people asked me for help because the professor was too bad, and I was easily moved by them... The reason why I help them is simple, because I think it should be done, and helping them can save them from some dangers.But I am only a 12-year-old student. I don't think I have the ability to teach them well, but the crisis-ridden situation and the unsatisfactory learning environment still shake me.

Mom, remember what I told you?I have a very good friend who is the most important person in my school.He taught me a lot, gave me faith, and was the best person to me in a different place.I see him as someone I can follow and want to be with him all the time.

Well, if I act according to the morality I think in my heart, I will have to go against the person I like the most.If I insist on standing with him and not caring about others, I have to ignore my inner thoughts and give up some ideas.I am extremely upset, and feel helpless and embarrassed because of this.

Mom, I am a little sad and a little scared. On the one hand, my friends need my help. On the other hand, I am afraid that the person I like the most will ignore me after knowing it. If that happens, I will die of sadness. Don't want me don't want me don't want me don't want me don't want me don't want me don't want me don't want me don't want me don't want me don't! !

So what should I do?please help me!

Reply quickly, or I will cry!I'm not convinced even if my dad spanks me.

Your baby Fletta]

Fletta finished writing the letter and sighed deeply. He was very conflicted and sad, but he didn't know what to do. He had infinite distress in his heart at a young age, and he didn't know if he would grow gray hair... No, he was originally full of white hair.Oh, Merlin's socks, he is so sad!

After he turned the letter into a swallow and let it fly, he began to count the disadvantages of his "breakup" with Draco once things were exposed with his white fingers: "I can't sit next to him to eat anymore, I can't eat Desserts for the senior grades; no one will teach potions homework, and the headmaster will definitely beat me every day...Pansy and the others may not talk to me anymore, and they will never be able to sit on the sofa by the fire It's up; I can't steal the curtains to seduce mermaids in the French windows; I can't play Quidditch anymore... oh, I can't play Quidditch in the first place... wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooeys

The silly boy was heart-piercing, and he was so sad that he didn't want to be a human anymore.

At this moment in Dumbledore's office, Severus Snape was standing in front of the professor with a gloomy face.

Dumbledore sighed: "Severus, you really embarrassed me."

Snape said coldly: "I don't think it's a big deal. It's just that the headmaster invites the parents to have a meeting. I believe she will come."

"If the person you invite is someone else, I don't need my consent at all, but that lady is a bit special. I think she is not just a parent of a student."

"What are you suspecting?"

"I'm concerned about Mrs. Hill's position."

Snape was silent, and then said: "I don't want to know why you were willing to believe me, but now that woman's son is going to school in your hands, and her husband hasn't returned for more than ten years in order to resist the Dark Lord's influence." Mother country, isn't this situation enough to dispel her concerns that she was once Voldemort's Death Eater?"

Dumbledore sighed again: "You embarrass me. It's not that I don't believe her, but I now have a guess in my heart. This guess is so mysterious and terrifying that I don't dare to trust Madam Cecilia too much. .”

"What guess?"

"I thought, Lily Potter protected Harry at the cost of her life, literally killed Voldemort, that kid Harry resisted him with blood magic in first year, and killed him again in second year. The life in the diary, but he is still alive and even told us that he is back... Forgive me for being a multi-hearted old man. Before I figured out these things, it is difficult for me to believe anyone, not to mention that Cecilia may be Someone who really knows the secret, and she doesn't seem to be going to tell us."

At the mention of Lily's name, Snape's eyes fluctuated. He seemed to have some pain, and then he said in a heavy voice: "Dumbledore, you can't tell me that you put Cecilia's son under your nose. To blackmail her?"

"Of course not." Dumbledore frowned and immediately vetoed, "What does this have to do with that child?"

"Then, let Cecilia come to Hogwarts." Snape approached and said forcefully, "Let her prove herself, or join us!"

Dumbledore was moved by the "we", he silently looked at Fox on the shelf, and finally nodded heavily.

Professor Umbridge began to grade the teachers, and her target seemed to be focused on Professor Snape. When Fletta was in class, she had been sitting behind them, constantly writing in a notebook. What was written on it looked more focused than most students.But what was even more disgusting was that she interrupted their class several times and stood up directly to ask Professor Snape. The questions even involved privacy in every aspect, and even the students knew a lot of backgrounds that the professor didn't know.

——For example, the professor is of mixed blood, and he is also a descendant of Prince from a famous potion family.

After Umbridge interrogated: "I heard that you first applied to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, but you didn't get what you wanted, right?" After that, the gloomy Snake King angrily removed her from his class. I rushed out.

She confiscated George and Fred's prank props and disbanded Professor Flitwick's favorite choir.Now Filch has to climb up the tall escalator even if he has a ban.Fleta looked up at the top prohibition: [Notice——Education Order No. 68, all student organizations are immediately disbanded, and students who do not cooperate are immediately expelled. 】He sighed softly, dismissed?Because he hasn't found a good place to practice teaching lessons, Fleta hasn't been so quick to teach them lessons for Harry.They told the boy to wait for their notice and to come to him if they found out.

Don't know why Fleta secretly hoped they'd never find a good place, Merlin!

Draco frowned as he watched the little silly hat and the water-deficient frog staring at the newly-hanging prohibition on the wall, feeling more and more uncomfortable in his heart.Fleta was stupid but he wasn't stupid. When everyone was going to the auditorium, he pulled people aside and asked with a very vicious attitude: "What the hell are you doing?"

"Ah... I, I didn't..." Fletta stammered, never expecting the senior to ask him this question suddenly.

Draco has become a top student and the captain of the inspection team. Seeing the fluster of this little guy, he knows that there must be something hidden from him.He stood up slowly and looked at Fletta coldly, thinking about the child's unusual behavior and the strange words he said to him in the cellar yesterday, Draco secretly had doubts in his heart: "Where did you go yesterday?" ?”

"I...I've been staying in the cellar..." Fleta was extremely nervous.

"Lie." Draco's gray-blue eyes were like ice in the ocean, "You're still young, so let me teach you one thing - don't try to hide from people all day long without the tricks of a liar, kid. Yesterday your clothes were so wet that it almost soaked the Slytherin sofa, you must have had a good time going out in the snow, where did you go?"

Fletta's eyes widened all of a sudden, and he looked up at the senior for a moment.Draco was still thinking about it, he looked up at the row of bans hanging on the high wall, and remembered the one the boy had been staring at just now, with a mocking smile on his face: "...the student organization will be disbanded immediately , Students who do not cooperate will be expelled immediately?"

He watched the boy's face turn paler, and continued: "Tell me, what student organization did you join?" Draco paused and reasoned slowly. At that moment, he seemed to be the heroic spirit of Sherlock Holmes in the Muggle world. Be with him, "Slytherin has our own reasonable and legal internal study organization, and you only get close to Miss Emile when you go out. So if you are safe enough to keep yourself, you don't need to worry about this teaching ban. As far as I know The only ones who need to worry about this prohibition are the stupid lions in Gryffindor who are proud of their unity... Yesterday, the third grade and above were not out, I asked Miss Emile and the lower grades of Slytherin, and they said there was no yesterday Saw you. So, tell me, where have you been, boy?" Draco paused to the last word.

This is almost a perfect inference, very close to the truth, Fleta looked up and wanted to deny it, but seeing Draco's eyes, Fleta suddenly couldn't say a word—this is him The person I trust and love the most in this academy, why on earth do I have to hide him over and over again?From his own Animagus to gathering with Harry, how did he treat him well, and what kind of friend was he?My mother said that trust always disappears bit by bit.He seemed to realize that it wasn't Draco who was asking him questions out of curiosity, but was waiting for his response, and he needed sincerity as a friend.And this may be the last time, if he hides and deceives again, he will lose the person in front of him forever.

Fleta's eyes suddenly filled with tears, and she was terrified: "I went...Draco, I went to Hogsmeade yesterday."

Draco paused suddenly: "How did you get there?" Not to mention that the professor and the prefect checked the number of people one by one, even Filch had carefully checked the road leading to Hogsmeade.

"Because I'm wearing an invisibility cloak." Fletta blinked and tried not to let the tears fall. He shook out how he got to Hogsmeade after Draco left yesterday, who he met and what he promised. After saying the last word, the silly boy finally couldn't hold back his tears, and slapped his hand like a bean.

The more he talked, the uglier Draco's face became, and finally he stretched out his hand and pinched Fletta's face fiercely, furiously: "You mindless troll, a slug that was reincarnated from a mandrake How dare you! Get together with Saint Potter, run away from school privately, and promise to teach them? Who do you think you are? You are only 12 years old, so why don’t you go to heaven with such ability!” Finished saying no Xie Qi also slapped him hard on the white-haired head.

Fletta's face was pinched and swollen, and before he could cover it, he was slapped with stares: "I have to help them... Voldemort came after Harry. He killed his parents and even Cedric. We Need to learn how to protect yourself enough…”

"It's none of your business that the stupid lion of Gryffindor is restless and looking for trouble all day long? Who do you think you are, just a second-year Slytherin, they are crazy to get you!" Draco was about to be The little giant was so angry that his usually pale and handsome face was flushed with anger.

"But I can't ignore them." Fletta looked at the senior with watery eyes, he looked up helplessly, but his eyes were serious, "Cedric is dead, I can't sit and watch the people around me People die. I know how good Slytherin people are, but I can't watch the Ravenclaw sisters and Harry Kinney just like that...killed without any help. Dera Co, those are people we know, why let someone else take them? It's not fair!"

"Fair..." Draco gradually calmed down listening to the child's questioning, but his eyes seemed to be like a blizzard brewing. "Once again, I want to ask Salazar Slytherin, the heroic spirit in heaven, why you didn't go to Gryffindor but Slytherin. I have wanted to laugh countless times after hearing what you said."

"Draco, I'm not going to Gryffindor. I like everything about Slytherin, and I like you." Fleta lowered her head and whispered.

The platinum-blonde boy looked at the silver-haired child thoughtfully, as if he was thinking about what to feed the child to nourish his brain, otherwise he would definitely be beaten to death by himself if he let it grow like this: "You haven't Go teach that group of people, Mr. Hill?"

Fletta's glass heart was about to be broken by the ridicule. He shook his head honestly: "Harry hasn't found a place for class yet, so he said he will notify me in a few days."

Draco bent down slightly and pinched his chin so that he could look directly at him, the mockery and contempt in his eyes were about to overflow: "It's a good thing you didn't go, do you know that you are looking for your own death? I forgive you Only 12 years old and ignorant to see the current situation, but you dare to synchronize with Saint Potter's IQ?"

Fletta was forced to hold his head up, facing that outrageously handsome face, he was suddenly at a loss and didn't know what he was talking about.Draco said coldly: "What time do you think it is now? Why do you think Umbridge gave so many verbose orders to the school and pissed off so many students?" The boy was at a loss, he hadn't thought about it This, an honest shake of the head.

"That greedy woman is here for Dumbledore. All your violations of discipline will be attributed to Dumbledore in the end! Scarhead, who was brainless at the beginning of this semester, was reported for using the God-calling guard outside the school. The interrogation, it was Dumbledore who excused him. Now our headmaster has had enough things, and the straw that broke the camel's back is short of it. Potter can't just stay in his place, but now he has no brains He is eager to send evidence to Umbridge's hands. Why are you playing with them!" Draco let go of him violently and said bitterly.

Fleta was thrown away, his mind blank.He didn't expect to come to this level at all, and now he came back to his senses and felt extremely terrified. He suddenly realized the ugly purpose of others, and the child's pure and innocent heart seemed to be stabbed by someone, so he just looked up at his senior. .

Draco Slytherin was born, raised by nobles, of course he knows more about twists and turns than this stupid kid.He stared into his light gray eyes and said seriously: "If you still think that you are a member of the Snake Court, you should stay by my side and not go anywhere. You are mine, why should they Borrow you! I'm going to tell Umbridge about Potter and the others, and you don't need to worry about the rest."

"No, no, no, no! No way!" Fleta held him back, the more he thought about it, the more sad he became, and wept loudly. He raised his head and was stuck in his throat with saliva for a long time. He coughed so hard that his face was red and his ears were red. The whole person was about to die. Made myself a little hypoxic.

Draco: "..." Finally, he reached out and patted him on the back to comfort him, rolled his eyes, and was speechless to the point of darkness.

"Thank you." Fretta breathed a sigh of relief.

"You are so young and so stupid, yet you still want to teach others...Mr. Hill, I admire you." Draco laughed back angrily.

Little Fletta didn't know what to do, but after thinking about it, he still said, "I have to at least remind Harry, remind him not to step into Umbridge's trap..."

"What's none of your business? Don't go! You must be in front of me 24 hours from now. You must come to my room to say hello to me before going to bed!" Draco said with a sneer very domineeringly.

Fleta was about to say something, but suddenly there was a noise of discussion from the courtyard, as if something had happened.The boy froze for a moment, raised his head and asked, "What's going on?"

Draco was also distracted by the loud noise, and he frowned and shook his head to express his confusion.Fleta sniffled, and after clarifying the matter with Draco, the stone that weighed on his heart seemed to be taken away, and he felt lighter all over his body.He tried to hold the senior's hand but was not shaken off. Knowing that Draco didn't blame himself, Fleta felt a sense of disaster in his heart: "Shall we go and see?"

Draco felt that the hand was cold and not warm at all, and his heart suddenly felt a little soft. This careless child is so painful to hide. If he didn't expose him, would he keep hiding it like this?He was led away along with the child, watching the child have some unclear feelings for some reason.He asked himself, would he forgive him if he kept hiding it? ...It should be possible, as long as he is seen by his eyes.

The Hogwarts courtyard was full of students at this time. Fletta and the others passed through the crowd and saw two professors standing in the middle of the courtyard, namely Flitwick, the professor of Charms, and Dolorey, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. S Umbridge.

Professor Flitwick's beard is about to turn up, and there are several big boxes around him that seem to be full of his luggage. This old Hogwarts professor seems to have suffered some great injustice, and is staring angrily. A strutting Umbridge.

Fletta saw that Harry and Hermione were also there, and wanted to ask them what was wrong but was stopped by Draco.Helpless, he could only ask Ravenclaw's sister: "Luna, what happened?"

Luna glanced at him with a friendly smile, then put away her smile and explained, "Professor Umbridge disbanded Professor Flitwick's choir and smashed all his instruments."

"My God...how could she be like this..." Fletta was Professor Flitwick's favorite student, he loved the professor and knew how much the professor loved music, even his soul.

"I... I have taught here all my life, and I have never met such a shameless person like you. I can no longer bear to stay under the same roof with a rude, rude, and barbaric person like you!" Free Professor Wei's voice was trembling with anger.

"Me too." Umbridge said sweetly, holding a resignation order in his hand and slamming it in front of Flitwick. "Unfortunately, but I have to do this, because you insulted me and indirectly insulted Minister Fudge and even the entire Ministry of Magic. You no longer have the qualifications to be a teacher, so you are expelled."

The author has something to say: No

let's talk about it

no black snake no black lion

They are all cute. (You guys are so cute!)

When I was young, I thought why Draco was so bad, and why Slytherin was so evil, but when I grew up, when I was older than them, I thought they were just children.

In the beginning, D was against H because he didn't play with him and shook his hand. Everyone was arrogant, lively, cute, so naive, who would have participated in so many right and wrong later on.

The most distressing scene is D crying in the bathroom and Professor McGonagall saying that Slytherin is locked in the basement. These two scenes are all children... They are good classmates with each other, and they are just students in the school.

Will you ask the teacher to lock the whole class in the underground warehouse because you fell out with XXX in the next class?

too cruel.

So in the future, I will not explain the issues of stance and betrayal among classmates.nonexistent.

Let's all work together to fight the Dark Lord!

stand up!Not far from the slaves!

Let our flesh and blood form our new campus!

The British people have arrived, the most dangerous time!

Every wizard roared angrily for the last time!

stand up!stand up……

...don't check my water meter...

I kneel.