[hp] Dragon Training

Fletta's eyes widened suddenly, and this was the first time Draco directly said that he liked him.The boy raised his head with a big smile, with joy in his eyes that he had never felt before.

Draco looked at him, his heart softened.He is an only child, and the Malfoy family has never had any siblings in three generations. After getting used to the feeling of being stuck by a fool, he feels inexplicably responsible, and he can't help but want to treat this fool better. : "So, what exactly are you? Mutant blood? A fairy who has turned into a thousand-year-old human?"

Fleta smiled and shook her head: "Animagus."

"Is this your family's secret?" Draco thought it through at once. There are too many fascinations in this child, and sometimes even has power beyond common sense. "Why tell me?"

"It's not a secret, but my mother said that I can't tell people who want to hurt me and strangers. I believe in you the most, and I want to be honest with you, sir." Fletta's eyes rolled, he thought about it and finally let go The person who had been hugging slowly took a few steps back.

"Mr. Malfoy, I don't know if you still remember how to get close to taming magical animals in the protection of magical creatures?" Fleta looked at him with light gray eyes, and her pupils changed color as she retreated (1).

Draco seemed to realize something, and he watched in amazement as Fleta turned into a silver dragon again for a short time, spreading snow-colored wings against the moonlight.A pair of golden vertical pupils have been staring at him, like a real ordinary magical creature, looking at the human being who met for the first time.

"of course."

Under the clear light of the moon, the trees in the forest cast dark blue shadows.Draco put away the wand on his body to show that he was harmless, took a step forward and actually bent slightly, bowing to the natural creatures to express sincerity and friendliness, neither humble nor arrogant.

The silver dragon kept looking at him, as if considering the intentions and thoughts of the person in front of him, and finally looked at the platinum-blond hair. The dragon slowly straightened up, stood up, lowered its overly long neck, and bowed to the human. Friendly means it recognizes the person in front of it.

The two parties stood up almost at the same time, and after a salute, Draco slowly stepped forward to approach it. The silver dragon did not evade his outstretched hand at all, and even stepped forward a little, allowing him to caress him at will - this is the second time. step.Express unreserved trust and love.

After that, Fleta crouched down, her head bowed obediently.Draco's hand touched his back, the touch was more addictive than expected, Fleta softly murmured: "Don't touch it, it's so itchy."

"Can you speak human language?"

"...It sounds a bit like swearing. In fact, it is possible, but it is difficult to say, as you can hear that the pronunciation is not very standard."

Draco smiled: "Same as when you were talking to me with a cookie in your mouth."

"It makes me a little hungry." Fletta blinked her golden eyes, "I guess you must have never tried flying methods other than a broom, sir."

"Yes. Portkey, Floo powder, Malfoy Manor flying carriage."

"..." Fleta lolled her tongue and turned her head away from looking at him angrily.

"But they're all so ordinary, they're obviously not worth mentioning compared to dragons." Draco smiled and touched him.

Fleta groaned, reluctantly accepting the statement.He lowered his body to the ground and let Draco ride on his back. The silver dragon stood up and raised its claws, before it even landed, it flapped its wings and flew up.The wind blew away the vegetation and flying stones, and the silver dragon flew up into the sky with the platinum boy in a circle.

That night they saw the stars, the sea, the mountains, the rivers and the earth, their wings swept across the woodland on the top of the mountain, and their shadows were reflected in the deep black lake.The spiky towers of Hogwarts were swept by, and the valleys with meandering rivers reflected the clear light of the moon.

Maybe they will experience many things in this life, but they will never forget the scenery they have seen together tonight.

The silver dragon carried Draco back to a piece of grass in the courtyard of the school. Fletta changed back to his original form and reached out to hug him. Draco put his hand on his forehead: "How do you say I should punish you for traveling here at night without permission?" thing?"

"Um..." Fletta didn't expect the prefect to be so clear about his business and private affairs, and he still thought about it, "I took you flying once, can't it be offset, sir?"

"No, how about just flying once?" Draco stared at him, giving full play to Slytherin's house characteristics of ambition and purpose.After he finished speaking, he walked forward, and Fletta thought that his senior was really ruthless, so it was a bit convenient to take him to report him.You can't be so ruthless as a human being!gentlemen!The kid started circling him, harassing him back and forth, trying to hold him back.

"Don't hang around me, to be honest, you are too lively." Draco wanted to laugh in his heart, but his face was still indifferent.

"Can I hug you again?" Fletta tried to be cute.

"No."

"Then can you bend down and give me a hug?"

"No."

"Then what can I do!"

"...You should continue to circle around me." Draco finally didn't hold back, and a soft smile appeared on the corner of his mouth when he rolled his eyes.

Fletta was a little angry, he was dangling Draco's clothes, but the senior seemed to be very patient tonight, and he never got impatient to scold him.Originally, the boy wanted to say something to test the bottom line of the senior's patience, but suddenly he heard some voices coming from the stairs.

It's so late, who's there.Both of them turned their heads immediately, and saw Ron supporting the pale Harry, followed by Professor Hill and McGonagall who looked nervous, and everyone was wearing pajamas.

"Mom? What happened?"

They saw Draco and Fleta look surprised but kept walking forward, Fleta had to follow and ask.

"Why are you here?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"It's just a routine night patrol led by the prefect, Professor." Draco said lightly, and Fletta was relieved to see that the senior didn't betray him, and he was very happy.

Professor Hill glanced at his son and told him, "Minerva and I live in the same teacher's dormitory. Mr. Potter came over suddenly and said that he...had a dream."

Everyone stood in front of Dumbledore, and the headmaster seemed to have just woken up from his sleep. He calmly watched Harry nervously explaining his dream, and the cold sweat from his body almost wet a large part of his pajamas: "Dumbledore Professor Lido, I dreamed that I turned into a snake and attacked Mr. Arthur! I met him in... I met him somewhere in the Ministry of Magic. There were many glass balls on the shelf. I took Mr. Arthur once The first time he was bitten, I, I even killed him!"

Ron's complexion was so pale that it was abnormal for a moment. Professor McGonagall stretched out his hand and patted Harry's shoulder to try to comfort him, but he didn't see Professor Hill's face was also pale behind her.Dumbledore was extremely serious, and at that moment he arranged everything in an orderly manner as a skilled man in charge.He immediately turned his head to look at the previous headmasters on the oil painting: "Evra, Arthur is on duty tonight. We must find someone to rescue him. Phoenix! Go to your portrait in Grimmauld Square and tell them Arthur Way Mr. Sly is badly wounded. His children will be in a moment with the Portkey." (2)

Harry was a little terrified, and seeing Dumbledore doing this he asked, "Professor, isn't that a dream?"

Dumbledore sighed deeply after finishing the arrangement: "Unfortunately, I don't think so, Harry."

Suddenly, on the mural, Finnis Malfoy came back, with a somewhat alarmed expression: "Arthur was found, Albus, he almost died. Fortunately, my great-grandson happened to work overtime tonight and rescued him in time, so Should be able to survive. Also, the Dark Lord did not succeed."

Everyone seemed to be relieved, but some people didn't understand the truth of the matter.Draco spoke up before Harry asked again: "So, Arthur Weasley was really attacked, but how would Potter know? What happened to Scarhead?"

This question hit the point, causing everyone's attention to turn to him.Harry was clearly concerned about the question too, staring at Dumbledore and demanding an answer.

Phoenix Malfoy interjects inappropriately at the painting: "Hey! Platinum blonde boy, let me see, you're Draco, right?"

Draco bowed slightly in honor of his grandparent, even if that grandparent was the first Ravenclaw of the Malfoy family in centuries.Phineas Malfoy looked at him with a smile, as if pleased with him.He said to Dumbledore: "There is nothing to hide. In addition to his noble birth, Malfoy undoubtedly has a erudite mind and the ability to see the details, Dumbledore, even if you face Draco's question. Tell him the truth, and I think he will gradually guess the truth."

Dumbledore sighed again, and instead of looking at Draco, he said to Harry seriously: "I guess, it seems that there is some connection between your thoughts and Voldemort's thoughts, I don't know if he knows that there is such a connection now , but I hope he doesn't already know."

"You mean, if he knows, he can read my mind?"

"I think so, but not just reading...even controlling. Controlling you to do things that are painful and crazy enough to drive you crazy. Voldemort has loved getting into other people's brains since before, and making them see the most Something dark drives them mad, tortures them to death before killing them." Dumbledore said gravely, "I'm afraid we can't wait any longer, or we'll be easily overwhelmed. Harry, I need You exercise your mind from now on, Occlumency can keep you safe. Tomorrow I will assign Severus to teach you, and I hope you can learn it as soon as possible."

As soon as the words fell, the door of Dumbledore's office was pushed open again.Professor Snape was still neatly dressed in the middle of the night, which was in stark contrast to everyone present.His appearance surprised everyone present, Harry and Ron, the two Gryffindors, were even a little scared when they saw him.But Professor Snape just paused for a moment and immediately took a few steps forward, revealing the man behind him.

Draco shrank his pupils and stood up from his seat, calling out respectfully, "Father."

Lucius Malfoy was dressed in exquisite and luxurious clothes, with a few valuable rings on his hand holding a silver snake-headed cane, his long platinum-blond hair was still neat and beautiful in the middle of the night, and he looked like he just Returning from a big dinner party is average.Although he was ridiculed by Snape many times as "a walking Galleon", there is indeed no one who can be called a nobleman more than him.

Lucius looked around and showed a haughty and cold smirk: "Good evening, although I was a student, I didn't know that Hogwarts still has the habit of tea in the early morning and evening. It seems that I came at the right time. when."

Dumbledore nodded lightly: "Lucius, thank you for saving Arthur. Although you have submitted an application for admission, I have to say that you are a little surprised that you came so late."

The platinum aristocrat didn't even have a greeting expression on his face. He just looked at everyone indifferently, including his own son. Cecilia Hill stood aside with a pale face without saying a word.

Lucius showed a friendly smile that did not lack noble etiquette. He took a few steps forward with his cane in his hand: "Long time no see, Miss White. It's a pleasure to see your still beautiful and energetic face again." With his left hand, he made a handshake gesture, generously exposing his hand with strong bones and a small part of his wrist.

——This is not normal.Cecilia is no longer Miss, but a lady, but Lucius still calls her "Miss" instead of "Mrs", and the left hand is also extended for shaking hands, which is not like saying hello at all, but more It's like a ceremony where members of an organization reunite and recognize each other again.

Cecilia's face was pale, she clenched her left wrist tightly as if she had been touched by something, she stared at Lucius fiercely with her eyes, and finally took a look at Severus Snape, The whole person seemed to have been insulted, she frowned, and finally slammed the door and left in front of everyone.

Fleta was stunned for a moment, and before he could say hello to Draco, he exchanged a look with him and immediately got up, chasing his mother and leaving together under everyone's thoughtful gaze.

The author has something to say: (1)

The Prisoner of Azkaban in Harry Potter 3

After saluting each other, Harry and the Hippogriff actually had a blast flying around the school in Akbik.

I am not convinced.

What is Akbik, I want Draco to ride a dragon!

This also fits the name of this article - training the dragon.

Mutual respect and respect between man and nature, this is really a beautiful and spectacular scene, just like when the Tibet Railway was built, the workers did not harm the habitat of the Tibetan antelope, and a foreman bent over the head of the Tibetan antelope Salute, but the Tibetan antelope king bowed his head in return. Animals still have spirituality.

Also, isn't this kind of mutual worship a bit like getting married in a worship hall and making a private decision for life?

Write it down!

(2)

I think Dumbledore's behavior in avoiding Harry in the original book is not very good. He is a sensible big boy, and he is still a bit rebellious.

Blindly concealing their attitude will be counterproductive,

I've arranged for Dumbledore to get someone to teach them how to protect themselves.

I'm sure I won't shy away from all sorts of things about Harry.

Let's just say it, you people have nothing to hide!