[hp] Dragon Training

The new semester started in a heavy atmosphere. The Hogwarts train carried the little wizards to the school as before. In the sound of the train whistle, Fletta looked at the scenery flying outside the window, and felt Stuffed with mess.

Pansy almost watched him grow from a ball of soft white cream cake to the appearance of a young boy now, watched his light gray eyes gradually darken, watched his outline begin to lose the immaturity of a child, thinking of him I used to sit on the train sofa and couldn't even touch the ground with my toes, and suddenly I had an inexplicable maternal instinct.

"How was your vacation, Fletta? Did you have a good time?"

"Very good." If you don't count the matter of the Black family, Fletta rolled her eyes and smiled, "You can come and play with us next time, Pansy. I always feel that if I have a beautiful summer vacation Accompanied by the girl, it must be a very beautiful thing in front of the little friends."

"If the meaning of beauty is not limited to girls, wouldn't there be a moving beauty next to you every day?" Pan Xinu pouted and gestured to the person sitting beside him.

Draco was sitting in the carriage, not to mention the bright light that coated his outline with soft colors, the platinum eyelashes were like crow feathers cut out of gold leaf, and the lowered eyes were like the morning sky containing the morning star, He sat quietly in the carriage, repeatedly flipping through the parchment that Fleta gave him.

Such a thin book can be read in half an hour if you take it seriously, but he seems to be very interested in the dense spells on it, as if he is very enthusiastic about this theory and intends to infer other cases from one instance.Fleta swears that she has seen Draco use a spell that freezes a chair in an instant, and the chair is turned into powder after the ice shatters—this is undoubtedly not described in the books. The recorded black magic, the bastard Draco raised his chin and said he would name it after himself.

Fletta looked at him who was seriously reading and thinking, and whispered, "Reading in the car is bad for your eyes, senior."

Draco was fascinated and just hummed.

Fleta looked at him indifferently, and suddenly asked, "Regulus..."

The senior immediately raised his head and glared at him, and put his index finger on his lips with his gloved hand all year round, making a "silence" movement.

Don't say this, don't say that.Fleta pursed her lips and turned her head to look out the window: Humph.

Daphne was a little curious after hearing this: "What Regulus? Who is Regulus? Is he a handsome guy who just entered the school this year?"

Pansy rolled her eyes: "Oh my God, what a girl with dirt in her head. Is your golden hair all straw? Don't you read the Daily Prophet? The bones of the previous Patriarch Regulus Black have been stolen!"

Hearing such news, a surprised expression appeared on Daphne's face.For nobles like them, even dead relatives are noble blood, such news is shocking and distressing.She glanced at everyone in the carriage: "Who would do something so insane as digging a grave..."

She shut up suddenly, because everyone in the car was looking at her.Pan Xi was silent for two seconds, stretched out her hand to hug her trembling girlfriend, and patted her on the back lightly.

Draco was still reading the book, and was not attracted by their words at all, as if all of this had nothing to do with him, the serious look was really sexy.After a long time, he finished reading the parchment again, and felt that he had some new problems. He decided to discuss it with his godfather when school started, and then browse the library.

Fletta suddenly thought of a question: "Master Prefect, aren't you going to inspect the carriage?"

Draco glanced at him: "I think you need to change your address."

Everyone looked up at him again, and Pan Xi exclaimed, "Impossible... that's not only for seventh graders..."

Draco showed a slightly smug smile, and he raised his eyebrows: "Since I was able to become a prefect in the fourth grade and did a good job during my tenure, why couldn't I become the male chairman of the student union in the sixth grade?"

Fletta blinked, not trying to understand what Draco was proud of.Of course he knew how outstanding his senior was, but even though he was about to usher in his third year at Hogwarts, he didn't feel the particularity of this student official position compared to others. ...Of course, anyone who often rolls in bed with the distinguished senior will not feel that he is so superior.

So the young man was concerned about another question: "Then, who is the prefect of Slytherin now?"

Suddenly, the door of the carriage was opened again, and a pretty girl with blond hair waved to them: "Hello."

Fletta was stunned for a moment, that should be Daphne Greengrass' sister, Astoria Greengrass.Usually, this girl doesn't like to make noises at the long discussion table of the senior Slytherin students. More often, she just joins in with her older sister to discuss a few words, so even if she looks pretty, she is not disturbed by a few senior students. The seniors of the grade pay much attention to it.

Daphne nodded, neither very enthusiastic nor indifferent towards her sister: "Have you finished your inspection, Mr. Prefect?"

Astoria smiled: "It seems that people in Slytherin are still used to Mr. Malfoy's leadership, because more than once, when they opened the carriage door and saw me, the expression of eager admiration on their faces immediately collapsed. It's like being thrown a basin of cold water."

Draco raised his eyebrows, and expressed proper concern for this junior: "Are they embarrassing you?"

"No." Astoria looked at Draco, her blond hair was carefully brushed again before coming in, and the school uniform on her body fit her body, outlining the girl's youthful and beautiful figure.She looked into Draco's eyes unconsciously with gentleness, and her words were soft and sweet, "It is my greatest honor to be able to take over your job. If I encounter something I don't understand at work, can I ask you for advice? "

Draco turned his head and looked at her without saying yes or no, just frowning and looking at her thoughtfully.The atmosphere in the carriage was a bit strange for a while, Pansy suddenly turned to look at Fleta, and gave him a wink.

Fletta didn't understand much, but she just felt that sister Greengrass looked pretty good today.Seeing Pan Xi beckoning him, she tilted her head directly: "?"

"..." Pansy wanted to hit him a little bit, and just wanted to speak to remind him that Daphne overtook her, "Little Fletta, do you have time to go out and buy two magazines for the lady in the carriage to pass the time?" ? I just saw that crazy girl Luna in Ravenclaw seems to be selling "The Quibbler"?"

Fleta smiled nonchalantly: "Of course." So he got up and was about to go.

Suddenly, Draco stretched out his hand to hold him, and when the silver-haired boy turned his head, he found that the senior's face was expressionless and his eyes were a little cold.Draco looked at Daphne and her sister with a sneer, and lazily said to Fretta, "I'll go with you."

Fletta didn't care, eyes bent: "Okay."

The two walked out side by side amidst Miss Greengrass's not-so-good-looking face, and Draco hit him hard on the head only after they got out of the carriage.Looking at the teary-eyed young boy with his head in his arms, he showed a mocking smile on his cold face: "One day you will be a fool, Mr. Hill Troll."

Fletta: "???"

Draco felt himself choked hard: "You didn't feel anything?"

"Sense, feel what OAO?"

"..." Draco felt extremely irritable, he reached out and pinched Fleta's chin to force him to look directly at him, "You kept saying that you liked me, but now you didn't realize that little Greengrass..."

Standing beside them, Luna Lovegood said with a dazed expression, "What's wrong with her?"

Draco was obviously taken aback by the ghostly girl: "..."

Fletta was a little hurt from being pinched, he yelled a few times, and smiled: "How are you, Luna? How are you doing on vacation?"

"Very good." Luna smiled when she saw Fletta. She was actually very beautiful, and her pale golden hair was also very dazzling.If she doesn't like to often say some strange words, then she must have many suitors.She said in that very ethereal voice, "You have grown taller and changed so much that I hardly recognize you."

"Almost?" Fleta smiled.

"Yeah, if it hadn't been for the bugger to tell me." Luna looked vaguely into the air, "They are invisible creatures that float into your ears and mess up your mind. I see a lot of them in your mind The same kind, ah, I knew it was Fleta..."

Fletta seemed extremely interested, but Draco frowned, as if he didn't believe a word she said.He took a few magazines, thanked him, and was about to walk back with Fletta, but he saw the little boy hesitated.

"what happened?"

"Uh, senior, I want to see Catherine..." Fletta didn't want to deceive him, "I vaguely saw her during the vacation, I kind of miss her, and want to talk to her."

The more he heard Draco's face get uglier: "You miss her? Do you still want to talk to her?"

Fleta keenly sensed that the senior was angry, and smiled flatteringly, a little cowardly and did not dare to answer.

"It seems that your hidden bottle of love potion is indeed useful?" Draco sneered, "Let me try to see how attractive you are."

"..." Fletta silently swallowed back a mouthful of blood in her heart, "Of course it is useful, senior, do you want candy? I'll go and buy it for you right away. After I buy it, I will soak it in the love potion and stuff it for you."

Inexplicably, Draco's face suddenly became much better. He looked at him with a cold snort: "Don't go anywhere, just stay by my side."

"Yes~" Freita smiled.But when Drake turned back to the carriage, he still secretly turned his head and glanced in the direction of the third grade carriage, not knowing why he was always worried.

……

The ceiling of the auditorium is no longer the usual starry sky, but it is rarely replaced by dark clouds, but this may also be due to changes in the weather outside.But this kind of arrangement more or less reflects the dull hearts of the children, at least few people present can laugh.

In the new semester, Hogwarts has lost many students. It should be affected by the return of the Dark Lord. Many parents are reluctant to send their children to remote and dangerous boarding schools.In contrast, Slytherin was the most well-organized, with almost no absent students.All the little wizards, you eat yours and I say mine, live as you want.As for the dull atmosphere?The Slytherins say we've always been dull.

Astoria, who was promoted to the fifth grade, was fine, but it was clear that the senior students were somewhat disobedient.The students in the sixth and seventh grades were justifiably still the student council chairman Draco, and they gathered around him.

After sitting at the long table, Fletta was still sitting next to Draco. He wanted to take a look at Catherine across the table, but he could only see a strand of her brown hair after exhausting his strength.In the end, he also sighed and stopped looking, anyway, we can meet each other in class tomorrow.

Draco sneered: "Do you want to go back to the third year's side?" In exchange, Fleta shook her head violently and sat tighter against him.

Pansy made a disgusted gesture: "The sour taste is too outrageous, did Goyle spill his cheese?"

"I don't have it, Parkinson's!" Gregory Goyle said gruffly to Pansy.

Blaise laughed out loud when he heard it, and watched them shake their heads with an expression that I understand.This tall young man seems to have grown taller after a holiday, and his face has become more mature and handsome.

When Draco was disturbed by them, he seemed to feel that he had gone too far. He frowned and glanced at Pansy, then stared at the steak in front of him and stopped talking.

Goyle and Crabbe are also stronger now, standing together like a wall.However, Draco's height is still outstanding now, and sitting on the edge of the long table with long hands and long legs is also a sight. Anyone who glances at this side will be completely attracted by him and take a long time to recover.The new first-year saw that Slytherin was talking a lot, and some people would secretly ask the senior who the platinum-blond haired person was, and after being told that he was the new president of the student council, Draco adored him even more. Sitting is simply the best admissions advertisement for Slytherin.

If it weren't for the fact that Slytherins were not able to enter casually and had high requirements, this year's new recruits would probably fill the Dean's table.

At the Gryffindor table, Ron elbowed his sister: "Ginny, what are you looking at?"

"Watching Draco," Ginny said frankly.

"So it's 'Draco'? That Malfoy?" Ron was dumbfounded.

"Don't be so stupid, brother. Draco is now No.1 in the list of the most beautiful male students in the school. Although I don't like his sometimes too arrogant and cold attitude, but he is really good-looking, you have to admit The truth." Ginny took a sip of the pumpkin juice and didn't take it seriously.

Hermione took a look at the Slytherin table after hearing this, nodded academically and said, "It's really beautiful."

"Wait! What is the list of the most beautiful male students in the school?" Ron grasped the point, "Why don't I know what it is? When did you make it?"

"Just when you male gods voted for the goddess of the academy and made Pansy Parkinson No.1. Although I was a little outraged that Hermione was No.2, I have to say that since you can rank girls, we can also I can give you three, six, nine ranks." Ginny said casually, "By the way, Harry, you are No.3 on the best-looking boys list, congratulations."

Harry sprayed a mouthful of pumpkin juice on his plate, probably choking heavily.

Ron froze for a second: "What about me?" As a result, his sister and Hermione looked at him with pity.Ron blushed and turned pale when suddenly he slapped Harry hard on the head.

Harry was in pain, and his big green eyes narrowed: "What are you doing?"

"I regard you as a buddy, but you are No.3 behind my back!?"

Hermione laughed so hard: "It's not behind your back! He has been a sweetheart since he was a child, he is cute and has a good personality. You don't know how many girls asked me to send love letters to him!"

"And this? Why did I never know!" Ron was so angry that he raised his hand to hit his buddy.

Harry hurriedly stopped him: "If you hit him again, you will be stupid!"

"If you beat you stupid, you won't be No.3!"

Ginny glanced sideways at his brother: "Dream, brother, unless you disfigure him, the ignorant Harry is also very cute. We agree that his green eyes are very inspiring to motherhood."

Even Harry was dumbfounded: "What!?" What the hell is motherhood?

Hermione directly gave Ron the final blow: "Also, even if you disfigure him, it won't help your ranking. Even Gregory Goyle is ahead of you."

"Merlin! It's not fair!"

The Gryffindor table couldn't help bursting into laughter, finally breaking the dullness that had been going on all along.

The Slytherins saw it, and they all showed disgusted and disgusted expressions as usual.The little snakes who had just entered the school looked at a loss, thinking that this was a tradition, and tried their best to look fierce, one by two stared at the little lion cubs who had just entered Gryffindor.

Little lions: "...QAQ" Sure enough, the people in Slytherin are as scary as the legends say!

In a peaceful (?) atmosphere, Dumbledore stood up to give his inauguration speech: "This term, I am very glad that I can still stand here to meet you. In fact, I find that I am so old that I need to learn from you. I found light and strength in myself. I know you feel confused in the face of the darkness that has come, but what we can do is to survive this difficult time with strength.”

"First, allow me to introduce a new professor for this semester - Horace Slughorn."

Everyone applauded and cast curious eyes behind Dumbledore.An old man stood up, smiled and waved to the little wizards.

Dumbledore said with some emotion in his tone: "Professor Slughorn, it is an honor to invite you to return to school to teach Potions."

There was an instant discussion on the Slytherin side, and Fletta turned to ask the senior: "Potions? Shouldn't it be Defense Against the Dark Arts? If he teaches us potions, what will our dean do... Oh!" He seemed to realize something, his gray eyes widened.Draco glanced at him, clapped his hands in welcome to the new teacher and listened to Dumbledore's next words.

"...At the same time, Defense Against the Dark Arts will be taught by...Professor Snape!"

The wizards in the whole school fell silent. Hufflepuff and Gryffindor had goosebumps on their backs when they heard the name because they had been poisoned by Snape all the year round.They looked at each other, even showing a sad face.Ravenclaw was calm. They questioned whether Slughorn could teach potions better than Snape, but none of them doubted Snape's teaching ability. Roe Lockhart and Umbridge are good!

However, the people of Slytherin started to take the lead in applauding, and the applause gathered into a sea of ​​joy!Good!Great!It's been so many years, congratulations to their dean for getting what he wanted!Merlin!Their dean is the best teacher in the world la la la!Wen Neng uses a knife to chop vegetables to make potions, and Wu Neng beats Gryffindor fat with a wand!Is it going to rain red?Are they going to open a bottle of champagne to celebrate their dean...

In this joyful atmosphere, Severus' originally happy face turned dark for an instant, gloomy as stiff as a stone.He decided to go back and carry out after-school education with the person who applauded the most joyously and loudly in their academy.Fleta didn't know that he was being targeted by his dean, so he clapped and clapped.

"Boys, everyone was searched before entering school tonight. I think you have a right to know why." Dumbledore lowered his voice, refocusing the students' attention on him. "There once was a young man just like you. Sitting in this hall, wandering the corridors, sleeping under the eaves, he was no different from any other student. His name was..."

"Tom Riddle."

"So, looking at you tonight, I am reminded of this grim truth. Perhaps, every day, every hour, every minute, the forces of the Dark Lord are trying to break into this castle, but the strongest weapon against them is you , you represent your unique glory and maintain Hogwarts."

The students at the scene were silent for a while after hearing these words.

The eagle on Ravenclaw's chest represents wisdom, the little badger on Hufflepuff's chest represents friendship, the lion on Gryffindor's chest represents bravery, and Slytherin was extremely calm after hearing this. The snake on the chest represents ambition. Everyone's heart is like still water, calm but hidden thoughts, like dry ice burning quietly.