[HP] Noble

Scorpius had always felt that Hogwarts winters were long, long - so long that it was always winter in his memory.Looking out from the cold corridor through the window, everything outside the campus is always covered in silver, the sky is gray, and it is snowing quietly.

Although the soul-calling ceremony failed without accident, the three big bowls of talisman water he drank worked. Now, Scorpius no longer thinks about his bed all the time, and his emotions seem to be under control, although Emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy are still not so controllable, but I can barely feel that there is indeed a healthy heart beating in the chest cavity.

Gently closing the door of the principal's room, the corners of the fourth-year Slytherin's eyes revealed a hint of gentleness. His hand was lightly groping for the golden doorknob. He lowered his eyes and said with a smile, "Where are you standing for punishment?"

No matter how many times, I never get tired of this game.The platinum noble who didn't know how long he had been standing put down his arms, the cold didn't seem to have any effect on him, as if he had just come here from the warm Slytherin common room, "Wait for you." Draco Shen Sheng replied.

"Of course you wait for me." Scorpius thought for a while, then slightly tilted his head and gave the platinum nobleman a sideways look, "I'm not here if you want to stand for punishment."

Draco looked at Scorpius without saying a word for a while, then reached out and rubbed his hairy head gently.The soft black hair was messed up a bit, and some fell down to cover Scorpius' eyes. The fourth-year Slytherin pushed them away, retracted his neck into the cloak, and exhaled white the chill.

Scorpius moved first, and without a word the two walked one after the other down the road to the Slytherin cellar, as they always did.

"My grandfather said I lost part of my soul, like Voldemort," Scorpius said casually as he turned the first corner.

Draco followed behind, paused, a trace of astonishment flashed quickly in his silver-gray eyes, and then he quickly regained his composure, with a cold face, Prince Slytherin stepped up his steps, following in two or three steps Go up to Scorpius who has gone a little far ahead.When he was about to overtake him with two steps left, Draco slowed down his pace again, following behind him in a protective posture.

Nodding silently, and then realizing that Scorpius couldn't see it, the young man slightly pursed the corners of his lips, and his voice was unusually calm when he spoke: "What should I do?"

He didn't ask what would happen, nor how it was done. All the focus was on the way to deal with it - don't pursue the past, only care about the possibility of affecting the future, very Draco style.

That's the way it always feels like he doesn't care about everything.

In fact, this is not the case.

"Find Ravenclaw's diadem and destroy it," Scorpius said simply.

"Ravenclaw's diadem?" Draco frowned slightly. "What, Dumbledore thought it was a Horcrux?"

"I'm afraid so." Scorpius sighed, and stopped at the entrance of the Slytherin cellar. He turned and looked at Draco, "Dumbledore thought it was the Horcrux that Voldemort made. Not good enough, this caused the Horcrux to have a gap to accommodate the two soul fragments. Not long ago, Raynor's memory magic made my soul unstable, so part of my soul was captured by that unknown corner of Hogwarts now. The Horcruxes are gone."

"It's too risky to do that." Draco said disapprovingly, "That old fox Dumbledore always avoids the hardest, and he wants to destroy all the Horcruxes quickly—yes, destroy the Horcruxes Voldemort It's over, because when the Horcrux is destroyed, the soul contained in it will also disappear at the same time—"

Scorpius blinked.

Draco was suddenly annoyed: "So you understand what I mean?"

Scorpius: "..."

Draco raised an eyebrow.

"Ah, sorry." The fourth-year Slytherin scratched his head with a chuckle, "I haven't heard you say such a long sentence for a long time."

Draco: "..."

"Of course I heard what you said, Draco." Scorpius waved his hand, "I don't think it should be possible, uh, the Horcrux and Voldemort's soul that has been stripped for so long or the principle of the Horcrux itself It seems that they should be combined into one."

"Yes, in theory it is true - Horcruxes and soul fragments are inseparable. If he doesn't make another mistake in this regard." Prince Slytherin said sarcastically.

"I don't think he has." Scorpius said, breaking his fingers, "Think about it, the diary and the pendant are only effective through Ginny's direct use and wearing. If the soul fragments can leave the Horcrux, then apart from Ginny, I'm afraid there are better candidates for Hogwarts worthy of Tom's choice."

"...Precise." Draco curled the corner of his lips harshly, turned and leaned against the corridor, "Think cautiously, this time your analysis is correct."

"But my soul was newly absorbed." Scorpius changed the subject, "In other words, it was locked inside, not fused or swallowed."

"Oh, it's better that way," Prince Slytherin said. "Otherwise I really don't know how to face Dumbledore. Maybe I would draw out my wand and finish him off the second he finished the Dark Lord."

"You're still on Dumbledore's territory, Draco." Scorpius twitched the corners of his mouth, "Don't be so unabashed about how you plan to plot against him."

"Never expect a dark wizard to really fall in love with a light wizard, and that person is Dumbledore. His careful calculation surpasses many dark wizards." Draco corrected seriously, "I emphasize again, when the war is over , the dark wizards will once again retreat to the darkness, and confront those light wizards again—we will never be able to coexist peacefully."

"You don't need to tell me these great truths." Scorpius blinked innocently, "If it weren't for a certain part of my soul that is now locked up with Voldemort and I have to get it back, I would Drop out of school and return to China now, and I will definitely not mess with you here."

There was a momentary silence, but Scorpius' words made Draco smile almost immediately.He bent slightly, squinted his eyes and approached the fourth-year Slytherin.

Scorpius stood where he was, staring at him with his head held high.

A moist and warm kiss fell on the lips.

Scorpius froze.

Prince Slytherin's casual voice rang in his ears——

"lie."

"..." Seeing the other party's pretty face triumphantly, Scorpius viciously stretched out his hand to wipe the remaining warmth from the corner of his lips, "Why are you lying to me?"

"I'm still here, where are you going?" Taking off his gloves and putting them in the pocket of his cloak, the boy stretched out his hand, with a faint smell of potion remaining on his fingers, he stretched out his thumb and gently groped the former fourth grader. The corner of Slytherin's lips, "Or, where can you go?"

There is no logic at all.Scorpius snorted contemptuously, where are you off and where do I go?

Slapped Draco's hand away, raised his head slightly, raised his hand and flicked the forehead of the Slytherin leader in front of him heavily.Satisfied to hear the other party exhale in pain, a faint smile appeared on the corner of the fourth grade Slytherin's mouth: "I'm really sorry, I don't know why you are so confident, sir, but I have to inform you, use your words to get me I haven't planned to forgive you for the deceitful thing, and I am preparing to organize words to break up with you."

Draco lowered his hand from his forehead and glared at Scorpius like hell: "I didn't!"

"You have." Scorpius said calmly, "Otherwise I would just sleep with you obediently like a ghost? No way."

"Oh, who knew you!" Draco felt that one of his nerves had been challenged, he suppressed his smile, and raised his eyebrows at the black-haired Slytherin who was half a head shorter than himself, "No way ?Then maybe I climbed in through the window? Anyway, I didn't use the words-"

"Oh yes, it's all over." Scorpius said, "It's all over, now you can say whatever you want."

"..." Draco couldn't bear it, stretched out his hand and squeezed the face of the fourth-year Slytherin who was making a fuss, making him grin his teeth. Since his third year, no one except his father dared to Talk to him with that look.

The other hand fumbled in his pocket, and Draco took out something from his robe pocket. When he spread his palm, Scorpius found that lying in Draco's palm was the one that disappeared at some point. The silver snake brooch, waiting patiently for Draco to put it back on his cloak, Scorpius patted the dust that didn't exist on the cloak: "Continue?"

"You really thought what I gave you were cheap store stuff you could get everywhere, didn't you, boy?" Draco asked patiently.

"Yeah, that's what I think, because that's exactly what you told Pansy too."

"That was a lie to her."

"..."

"Girls don't have any resistance to limited-edition items. If I tell her that this brooch that can resist the dragon's word spirit is the only one in the world, then she will get it no matter what--and you, perhaps without hesitation." Give it to her." Draco said blankly, "Just to be on the safe side."

Scorpius: "I look like the kind of guy who just passes on gifts from other people?"

"Oh, you were only in the first year at that time, and who knew you." Stretched out a cold hand and gently scratched the chin of the fourth-year Slytherin, "You know better than anyone when the brooch disappears The only time I took it down was when I asked you what happened in the corridor, I was very worried about you, but I didn't expect you to not know yourself."

"If I knew it, it wouldn't be so troublesome." Scorpius muttered at the beginning, "So, oh, so, that time... I was completely voluntary?"

Draco gave him a surprised look, seemingly surprised that Scorpius had the audacity to come and ask himself that question.It's a pity that the other party didn't know what was going on, obviously he wasn't talking to himself and needed a definite answer, so Prince Slytherin cleared his throat, his silver-gray eyes settled on a spider that was weaving a web at the corner of the corridor body, replied ambiguously: "I didn't force you."

Scorpius shrugged: "Okay, then let you spend this Christmas."

Draco: "..."

Scorpius: "Don't put on such a disgruntled expression."

Draco: "Should I be jovial, huh?"

Scorpius: "Well, graduation at most - I certainly won't interfere with your great marriage, Draco."

"Of course you shouldn't affect it," Draco said, taking a deep breath, his expression delicate, "you should participate in it."

"Are you telling me that our being together now belongs to 'participation'?" Scorpius twitched the corner of his mouth, "My God, Your Highness, why haven't I killed you yet?"

"Your English can't stay that bad forever," said the Prince Slytherin softly. "I really regret telling you those damned Slytherin principles in the first place."

Draco held out his hand and turned it over, palm up, flat in front of the fourth year Slytherins.

"For what?" said Scorpius, still in the 'participation' shock.

Draco patiently grabbed Scorpius' hand and held it in his palm, the palm was warm, the fingertips were cold... this monster.Scorpius tried to pull out his hand, but failed, and could only watch His Royal Highness pull out his wand.

Draco cleared his throat, lightly tapped the two wrists tightly together with his wand, and read in a solemn and unusually low tone—【Draco Abraxas Malfoy, solemnly Ask Aphrodite to come and witness, and from today, formally enter into a soul contract with Scorpius Great.Mutual loyalty and mutual respect, the root is the branch in the ground, and the branch is the root in the air. If it is destroyed, life will stop immediately. 】Golden light shot out from the tip of the wand, like chains of life wrapped around Draco's wrist, until his hands were completely covered by the golden light——Draco waited for a while, but disappeared for a long time The other party reacted, so he raised his head impatiently and ordered: "Follow the reading."

Follow along.

Read on!

"Do you think I'm a fool?" Scorpius didn't know what expression to put on, "This is definitely the most touching marriage proposal in the world, listen! 'Read it'——?!"

"Oh, I specially learned the contract spell just for this day, I think it's touching enough, isn't it?" Prince Slytherin raised his wand, and proudly hooked the corners of his lips, "So do you want to read it or not? "

"What do you think! I lack a little soul, but not a brain!" Scorpius waited in horror for the calm Prince Slytherin, "Don't think about it!"

Pushing away Draco's wand, the golden light disappeared, Scorpius slapped Draco's hand away and retracted his hand completely into the pocket of the cloak, a rare trace of blood appeared on his pale face from the cold.

He turned around and strode towards the door of the Slytherin lounge—

"I think my attitude is very clear, gills."

Draco's drawn-out emphasis came from behind.

"..." Scorpius jumped over the six stairs and landed heavily. After thinking for a while, the boy replied loudly without turning his head, "Got it!"——