[hp] Dragon Training

【Hogwarts Slytherin Cellar Common Room】

The students in the Snake Court were obviously willing to obediently go back to their rooms to sleep after the dinner. Because there were few Slytherins, everyone had their own dormitory.For the aristocratic children who had been separated for a holiday, the endless topics made them not want to go back to their room to sleep alone so soon.

Draco sat on the most comfortable sofa seat by the fire, holding the parchment as usual, as if he wanted to think again about the issues that came to mind on the train.In the end, a hand pulled the book away from his door. Draco froze for a moment, thinking it was the bold Fletta, but it turned out to be the grinning Blaise.

Draco's face was grim and angry: "Give it back to me, Zabini. People who snatch things from me don't end well."

Blaise smiled smugly: "Hey, Your Royal Highness, why don't you go to Ravenclaw if you love learning so much, staying in Slytherin will make you waste your beautiful skin."

Draco wanted to take the book back, but Blaise stopped him by raising his hand.He frowned with an impatient expression on his face: "Do you think everyone looks like you? If a good-looking appearance has no real heart, it is a complete idiot. It has nothing to do with which college I stay in. There is no doubt that I was born to be a Slytherin."

Blaise raised his eyebrows. He is also extremely handsome. This young man is No.2 on the list of the best-looking boys at Hogwarts.He thought for a while and said, "Then let's make a bet?"

Draco raised an eyebrow: "What bet?"

Blaise thought for a while: "How about playing a game of wizard chess? If you win, I will give you the book. If you lose, you can accept a confession from anyone. How about it?"

Hearing what Zabini said, almost all the snakes in the common room raised their heads, and some of them had bright eyes, showing great interest and anticipation.Fleta's heart tightened, she stopped talking with Pansy and looked up at Zabini and Draco.But he didn't see that Astoria, who had been sitting silently by the side, also raised his head, with an unknown look in his eyes.

Blaise looked around, shrugged and said, "Look, Your Highness, everyone is looking forward to it."

"A pointless bet, Zabini." Draco leaned back on the couch, looking not at all interested. "I reject."

"Don't do this." Everyone was a little disappointed, Blaise said unwillingly, "Let's change the bet, if you win, I will return the book to you, and you can make a must for anyone present. It’s a requirement. If you lose, you can listen to everyone’s confession to you and decide freely whether to accept it, okay?”

Draco was silent for two seconds after listening.Suddenly he sat up, with a look of interest in his eyes, and he waved at Fletta - go and get out my royal wizard's chess!

Immediately afterwards, all the students in the common room watched a wonderful...massacre...

Pansy couldn't believe it: "Merlin, Blaise, I thought you were so good, can you tell me your real level before you play hard next time? Even I can play better than you!"

Blaise pushed the defeated chessboard with an impatient look on his face.It's not that he doesn't want to win, but it feels like Draco has always been in control of the game, and every time he makes a move, that bastard's face will have a calm "I knew it" look, which makes him lose the overall situation.Blaise handed the parchment back to Draco and said sternly, "Come on, Parkinson, I really didn't know you were good at chess besides your obsession with hairstyles and clothes!"

"Of course you don't know." Pansy snorted angrily, and pointed at Draco queenly, "This little bastard almost grew up with me, guess who has been honing his chess skills with him all these years! If I had known this earlier, I might as well have come down here!"

Draco slowly put away the chess pieces one by one, his calm movements seemed to be making a work of art.Fletta scratched her head, approached his senior and whispered, "Is Pansy really good at chess?"

The senior glanced at him: "She has never won against me, how do I know?"

"..." Fletta wanted to refute for a moment but was speechless, feeling a little strange with the gas in her mouth.

Draco poked him with a finger, looked at Blaise and said with a sneer: "The third rule of Slytherin's code of conduct - think twice before doing anything. I started playing wizard chess before I learned to speak. Why do you Want to die?"

Zabini was angry: "Okay, okay! You won and you can make demands now according to the bet!"

Everyone pricked up their ears again, wondering who Mr. Malfoy was going to make a request to, and that person couldn't refuse yet.

Draco sneered: "Is anything okay? For example, I want you to kiss Ron Weasley's ass?"

"Why would I want to kiss Weasley's ass!?"

"Because I want you to go."

Blaise took a deep breath, his handsome face was a little blue, he showed a charming smile and said, "Draco, stop making trouble, be good ~ are you kidding me?"

"I am." Draco said blankly.

Blaise breathed a sigh of relief: "Great... I think if I do that, the Slytherin cellar will never let me in again. So who are you going to ask?"

"Still to you." Draco narrowed his eyes and thought for two seconds, "Mr. Blaise Zabini, I hope you will confess to Miss Astoria Greengrass now, and let her accept your confession." declaration."

The entire Slytherin dormitory fell silent again, and Astoria paled in the hopeless silence, while her sister stood up with a shocked expression: "Draco! You can't do this! "

"Tell me you're joking." Blaise's complexion was not good, and he frowned and his voice was very heavy.

"I am." Draco said blankly.

But even if he said that, the atmosphere at the scene was extremely stiff.Astoria looked at Draco with a face, hoping that he could take a look at her, but the Chairman didn't care at all, and leaned back lazily on the sofa again, as if he didn't care about the effect of what he said just now.He showed a smirk: "Well, I will keep my spoils for now."

Pansy secretly stepped on Blaise's foot - you caused the incident, the atmosphere is so stiff now, you should find a way!

Blaise's face was also covered in blood. After thinking for a while, he took out a box of playing cards from his pocket.This time he learned to be smart, and he didn't have the guts to dare to tease Draco again, but he threw it directly to Freita.

Fletta was hit in the face by a sudden playing card, and the card fell into his arms with a snap.Draco sat up directly, with a very ugly face, as if he wanted to fight Blaise.Fletta stopped his senior regardless of his smashed nose, saying that he was very good, and he quickly changed the subject: "This seems to be a Muggle card, Blaise?! How did you play it?"

Blaise looked resentful, and sat down on the carpet regardless of etiquette: "My stepfather taught me a game, it seems to be called... fighting nobles? Probably the game is two commoners colluding together to defeat a big noble. Deprive the nobles of their money."

The nobles and little snakes were horrified to hear that this way of playing is too inhumane!

"Do you want to play?"

"No."

"don't want."

"do not want!"

"The topic is over." Blaise threw angrily, "You guys are so boring!"

Fletta raised her hands high: "I want to play, I want to play!"

"Well, counting you have two people now, there are still not enough people."

Fleta directly raised Draco's hand, squeezed his voice and imitated his senior's speech: "I want to play, I want to play!"

Draco: "..."

Thus, for the first time in his life, Master Malfoy, the most distinguished blood in the British magic world, became a commoner, clutching a large number of cards with a blank expression, without saying a word.

"Anyway, the rules are like this...Hey! Fletta, you can't look at the cards in Draco's hand!"

Fleta retracted her head, looked blankly at Blaise and said, "But aren't we on one side?"

"That's not allowed! What about fairness and discipline? Sir!"

Draco was a little annoyed: "Okay, let's get started."

"3."

"6."

"9."

"10."

"Q"

"Flush."

Braston was furious: "This is not Texas Hold'em! No flush! Draco!"

"A pair of jacks."

"A pair of kings."

"A pair of A's."

"Eight kings."

Blaise stared dumbfounded at the eight identical trump cards thrown out by Fleta, almost hysterical with anger: "Who told you to use the Transfiguration Curse, Fleta!"

"But I'm a wizard."

"What about fairness and discipline?"

Fletta looked reverent, and said in a pious voice: "As a good student of Slytherin, Salazar Slytherin once told me to use the means to achieve the end, and I have lived up to your entrustment, ah! Snake ancestor, I do arrive."

Draco finally showed a happy expression on his face, he smiled so that his shoulders trembled and he reached out to rub Fretta's silver hair vigorously.

Blaise slammed the cards in his hand with a numb face: "I'm really fed up with you guys!!"

……

[Hogwarts Gryffindor Tower Common Room]

Ron seemed to be a little angry with Harry because of the "No.3" incident, so he couldn't figure out why there was such a big difference between a buddy who slept in a bed and a buddy who pissed in a pit!

Hermione lifted the book up a bit, and really didn't want to look at him any more. Harry sat on the Gryffindor's golden-red sofa, lost in thought.Suddenly a box of chocolates was handed in front of him, Harry was stunned for a moment, and looked up to find that it was actually Ginny.

"It's a lot easier to eat something sweet, really."

"Dumbledore likes to stuff me with candy every time he talks to me. Do I look really young?" Harry said puzzledly, peeling off a chocolate.

"You are not young, but your big eyes always inspire motherhood." Ginny said firmly.

"..." Could Dumbledore be maternal towards him?Harry didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

"What are you worrying about?"

"It's Sirius, Ginny." Harry sighed. "My godfather is in a terrible state. He uses all his strength to find Voldemort and Regulus every day. At least he has been there before I go back to school." I haven't slept for three days and three nights, and I look very painful, as if I have been stabbed several times."

Ginny lowered her eyes: "It's so sad..."

"Siris was like that until I left school, I was really worried about him, but I had to come to school..."

"Harry, Sirius is a grown man and he knows what he's doing."

"But I'm afraid he's too impulsive. Ginny, he's my only family member. I don't want to see him in pain, and I don't want to see him in danger because of his impulsiveness." Harry sat up a little bit, staring at the red-haired girl seriously said.

"Do you love him?"

"Of course!"

"Then of course he loves you too," Ginny smiled. "I believe you are also the most important person in this world to him. Since he loves you, then you are his best tranquilizer. Why not write a letter to The tone of a godson, begging your father to settle down for you?"

Harry froze for a moment, and suddenly showed a bright smile: "Of course I will... No, I will write a letter in a while, one a day! Write until the owl of the Black family is too tired to deliver the letter!"

"Poor owl!"

Harry smiled sincerely, looking at the strong and bright red-haired girl in front of him, he felt a lot more comfortable: "Thank you, Ginny, I feel much better... oh!"

His sudden cry caught the attention of Hermione and Ron.

"What's the matter, No.3!"

"Okay buddy, please, don't call me that!" Harry looked at Ron angrily, "I just remembered something again..."

Hermione also put down the book and looked at him seriously: "What?"

"Well... I went to Professor Sluthorn's house with Dumbledore during the holidays and invited him to be our new Potions Professor." Harry paused and explained carefully, "Dumbledore told I, Professor Slughorn, was... Voldemort's Potions teacher, and they were very close as students. Dumbledore asked me to go with him to ask Slughorn to teach Potions because... He thinks the Professor has something that Professor Dumbledore desperately needs." Harry couldn't help but stare at the end.

"Need something?" Hermione knew Harry's meaning immediately, "It must have something to do with Voldemort, right?"

"Of course!" Harry was a little excited and excited at once, "Listen, friends! Maybe we can get clues about why Voldemort stole Regulus' body from Slughorn! In this way, Sirius will definitely be able to Some!" Harry felt that he wanted to open something, and instantly made up his mind to pry Slughorn's mouth open, and he looked seriously at Hermione and Ginny... As for Ron, he had given up hope.

"So...what should I do?"

"You can look at Slughorn more with your motherly green eyes, he will definitely love you, No.3!" Ron pouted.

"Hey, that's enough for you. Come on bro! Let's fight!" said Harry, about to stand up.It turned out that the two girls looked at Ron and were silent.

"...Harry," said Hermione with a smile, "this time Ronald Weasley was right about one thing..."

"Hermione!?" Harry didn't understand what their trick was, and was a little confused for a moment.

Ginny also laughed, and he stood up and patted Harry on the shoulder: "Just do what my brother says, come on Harry, I like you."

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Regulus stood by the water's edge,

A pair of deep black eyes stared at the water for a long time

Suddenly an old man in white appeared behind him out of nowhere

The old man in white looked indifferent, with gray hair, he put his hand on Regulus' shoulder, and suddenly pointed to the water,

A fish jumps out of the silent lake

Regulus stared at the fish, as if surprised by the sudden movement.

The old man said: This fish swims so freely in the water, it must be very happy.

Regulus was in a daze: It should be... By the way, what time is it now?

The old man said: time is meaningless to me.You see, what a wonderful thing it is for that fish to play alone.

Regulus: But it's dark here, isn't it lonely?

Old Man: You are not a fish, how do you know whether a fish is alone or not?

Regulus was stunned, and put his hands on his chest, but there was no heartbeat there, and he felt as if he had forgotten something.

He watched the fish swim alone in the dark, with no relatives or friends, just wandering around.

The old man said: One day this fish will die, and then its soul will return to the sky. Everything in the world has nothing to do with it. It just feels at ease. How can it not be happy?

Regulus was taken aback suddenly.

He turned his head, a smile appeared on his handsome face and said happily: By the way, I remembered!I have to go home, Kreacher must have given the locket to White!I'm going to destroy it!At that time, I will unite with the power of the White Wizard and face the Dark Lord head-on.He is just an ordinary person, I will definitely be able to defeat him! ... After Voldemort is dead, I will go to pick my brother home. If he doesn't want to come back, I will cry for him. Anyway, he is the softest person. I will listen to him whatever he wants to do.

Regulus said happily: After I get my brother home, I'll talk to you again, okay?

Regulus was a little confused: But where is this place?Can you tell me how to get out?

The old man let out a long sigh: Regulus Black, since you are dead, and you refused to go to heaven after seeing the sun for 15 years, why do you keep thinking about it?