[HP] Noble

"It's my turn to be eaten by that white knight when I take the next step. Do you think you're the only one who can play wizard chess, Weasley," Prince Slytherin hissed, his silver-gray pupils Dangerous light flashed, "No one knows what will happen after being eaten. If you want to use me for surgery, there is no way."

Ron showed a regretful expression that his trick had been exposed.

Harry looked rather pleased to see his friend back to normal.

"Oh, well, although I also think Malfoy is very annoying," Hermione who was standing in the position of the Black Queen twisted up a corner of her wizard robe, bit her lower lip and said in distress, "but I have to Say, you're doing it wrong, Ron - you should use the pieces on the board to see what happens if you get eaten before you decide whether you want us to be eaten or not."

"Telling someone he's 'very annoying' in front of someone is an awesome tutor, Granger," Draco said curtly.

"Listen to this," Hermione blushed slightly and stared at Draco, "It's as if you weren't the one who just classified all the Gryffindors present as inhumans!"

The Prince Slytherin sneered at her without guilt.

"Well, since you say so."

Ron rolled his eyes, and re-commanded a "Guardian" to move forward one grid——

At this time, it happened to come under the hoof of a white knight. As expected, the next second, everyone saw that the white knight seemed to be pulling the rope in his hand, and the horse's hoof was raised high. The black soldier raised the shield in his hand, as if to resist his attack, but it was useless, his shield was picked away by the tall white knight with a sharp broadsword, and after a loud bang , the shield made of metal was thrown away, the big white horse stepped on the black soldier, and then the white knight swung his sword, and firmly inserted the broadsword in his hand into the black soldier's chest.

Accompanied by the sound of a stone cracking, the black imperial guard split from the middle, splitting into two.

The black knight who was originally standing on the edge of the chessboard moved. He came to the chessboard and dragged the split black guards out of the chessboard.

It was at this time that everyone present felt real fear—Draco looked at the red-haired Gryffindor, more like looking at a murderer—

After all, it was Ron who wanted to send him under the hooves of another white knight just now.

If he had been obedient, he would be a dead body by now.

"I think at least we know now that jokes are made on different occasions." Standing on the king's seat, Scorpius said dryly, his face still looked a little pale, obviously, he didn't think of this game Chess is so rough - when the senior Slytherin was speaking, he subconsciously looked down at the silver snake ring on his hand.

Scorpius noticed that the ring hadn't flickered since it was under the trapdoor—that is, in Draco's normal memory, there hadn't been such a ring at all... probably in seven years In front of this chessboard, only the other three Gryffindors were present.

This realization was when Scorpius felt the escalation of fear-no matter how they did it on their own, these Gryffindors lived well to seven years later, then, he who was not on this historical track originally What about Draco?

Who can guarantee their safety?

The black-haired Slytherin bit his lip, and subconsciously rubbed the delicate ring on his little finger. The slightly uneven ring inlaid with gemstones calmed his restless heart slightly—and when he looked up When he tried to look at Draco, who was standing not far from him, he found that the latter was also looking at him with raised eyebrows.

But Draco didn't make too much expression.

His calm eyes just swept over Scorpius' hands, as if he didn't see these subtle movements of the senior Slytherin. Before Scorpius blushed slightly and tried to say something, he had already put his own Turning his head back, he aimed at the other three Gryffindors standing on his right—

At this time, Ron was still staring at the stone powder left on the checkerboard grid after the Black Guards were divided into two.

"I didn't expect this to happen," the red-haired Gryffindor swallowed hard, and said with difficulty, "If I had known it would be so cruel, I wouldn't have sent this soldier to be eaten... "

"Where are there so many 'know it'?" Draco stood there with his arms folded, looking at the red-haired Gryffindor with some sarcasm, "In this case, we have to win now, you no longer have The right to command alone, I have never been in the habit of putting my life in the hands of others—”

Prince Slytherin paused, and glanced up and down at Ron with disgust: "Not to mention a Weasley."

So next, whether the rest of the people are willing or not, the whole chess game is commanded by Draco and Ron at the same time. They occasionally have a little dispute, but in general, they are amazing about the line of chess It's the same -- except that whenever people find that the black pieces have to be eaten by the white pieces, Ron always looks a little scared, but in contrast, Draco seems to be more ruthless --

When the White Queen used the chair under her buttocks to knock down the other black knight besides Ron and dragged them out of the chessboard, Ron's face looked very ugly.

It was as if the black knight lying face down motionless at this very moment was him.

Ron and Draco, as pieces with relatively high mobility, charged forward on the chessboard. At this moment, on the edge of the chessboard, the white chess pieces that were captured had more than eight layers. It was their masterpieces, and it was probably thanks to them The existence of the chessboard can keep the balance between them and the white pieces under the situation that the black pieces are constantly being captured.

At this time, there are almost as many white and black chess pieces captured on the edge of the board.

This game of chess has finally reached a fever pitch.

At this time, Draco had already arrived at the feet of the White Queen, and turned his face without facial features to him.

Draco looked back blankly.

On the other hand, Ron Weasley's face looked a bit ugly, he looked at Draco with stiff eyes - there was no sympathy or guilt in it, the feelings seemed complicated, unpleasant, and even a little uncomfortable, but obviously, if If it was Harry or Hermione standing in Draco's position at this moment, Ron's expression would definitely be more colorful, but at this moment, he looked at the platinum nobleman not far away, expressionlessly He said softly, "What do you think, Malfoy?"

"I'm not blind, Weasley," Draco replied lazily. "Chess always requires some sacrifice—"

Before Draco could finish his words, behind him, Scorpius, who was standing on the king's seat, immediately realized what kind of consciousness they were. Stormy waves swept through his heart, Scorpius was sure that his face must be very ugly at this moment, he moved, it looked like he wanted to go directly to Draco from his position——

But he was directly reprimanded.

"Do you want us to waste all that time?" Draco said almost ruthlessly, "Stand in your position, Gretel, and I will be eaten by the White Queen, and within three rounds, Potter can directly checkmate the opponent's king, and the game is over."

"But Draco..."

The Prince Slytherin who was called by his name turned around. He no longer looked at the white queen who was about to move around, but stared at the senior Slytherin with his silver-gray pupils for a moment: "This is the most Good choice."

This is the best choice.

Scorpius froze.

Looking at the calm silver-gray pupils of the platinum nobleman not far away, for a moment, he even felt that what the other party said to him might have another meaning... Although Draco's face is not pretty now, but He looked as if he had already guessed what would happen to him next, so firmly...

not to mention……

It seems that sacrificing oneself to achieve others has never seemed to be Draco's route.

"You should learn to trust my judgment." Draco said a little coldly, his eyes flicking over the faces of other people present, "Under the circumstances that other people don't seem so reliable."

"..."

So just like that, Scorpius nodded erratically.

And now it seems that everyone is really waiting for his approval alone. After the senior Slytherin nodded, almost everyone else showed a "relieved" expression, Luo En looked a little dignified, while Hermione and Harry stared at the platinum nobleman, always looking a little hard to be careful that he would do such a self-sacrificing thing.

And at this moment, Draco took a step forward and walked to the feet of the White Queen.

The latter rushed forward immediately, she raised the gorgeous stone chair under her buttocks high, and threw it hard at the platinum nobleman's thin body in comparison——

Scorpius held his breath and his pupils shrank slightly. When Draco was knocked out, the savior of Gryffindor moved three squares to the right. General, they won, and King White took off the crown. thrown at their feet—

At the same time, Scorpius drew out his wand, a red light flashed, and the powerful magic power directly blew up the White Queen who was standing on the opposite side of the chessboard and was about to sit back on the chair again!

It all seemed to happen in an instant.

When the white chess piece stepped aside, revealing a path leading to the remaining door, the senior Slytherin didn't even look at it, and rushed straight to Deer, who was thrown from the chessboard by the chair and fell to the edge of the chessboard. Laco's side - the rest of the Gryffindors turned their heads and looked at them, their eyes were full of fear and sorrow, but they didn't stop too much, and ran directly to the next door.

When Scorpius came to Draco, he had to heave a sigh of relief to find that fortunately the latter just passed out... Carefully slapping the dust off his head, the senior Slytherin saw that he was half-embraced by him again. There was also a lot of dust on the platinum aristocratic robe in his arms, and Scorpius was reaching out to pat——

But after clapping twice, he was scared by Draco's painful groan and stopped his movements.

"Draco?" He cautiously approached the pale, ghostly face of the platinum noble in his arms, "Are you okay?"

"You get kicked out of the chair and try," Draco muttered, opening his eyes slowly, "don't touch me, now I'm hurting all over, I think I'm going to fall apart—damn—"

"Oh, okay." Scorpius blushed slightly, and he let go of Draco, allowing him to prop himself up against the edge of the board.

"Potter and the others gone?" Draco asked without thinking.

"Gone, without looking back." Scorpius said sarcastically.

"Fine," Draco mumbled, surprisingly sounding sincere in his tone.

Scorpius didn't even have time to react to what happened, only to hear the platinum noble say slowly in a natural tone——

"Of course I have to find a justifiable reason not to move forward—before my father has made a decision on his position, I can't allow myself to appear in front of that person with Potter at the same time in any position—of course," Draco grimaced, "It can't make Potter suspect that I'm on the side of the Dark Lord."

"So you let yourself run to die at the feet of the White Queen?" Scorpius' tone sounded dry, because there was disbelief - oh yes, of course he knew that Draco liked to calculate these things, but he didn't expect, This guy has gone crazy to the point where he counts himself as part of the plan!

"I didn't die," Draco frowned, and glanced at Scorpius speechlessly, "Haven't you noticed that the White Queen only used chairs to beat people, and compared to other chess pieces, she Taking me off is the only safest option."