[HP] Noble

"I don't want to grow wings," said Harry warily.

"Of course you don't," Hermione rolled her eyes impatiently, the excitement on her face hadn't completely subsided, "Think about it, what you're good at."

Well, my best?Of course it is...Harry thought about it, and when he suddenly realized, his green eyes flashed with excitement, but then quickly dimmed: "No, I can't, Hermione, they won't allow me to bring the broom to the competition field Go - we're only allowed to take our wands." Harry said despondently, "Sorry, I thought I'd reminded you of this - it won't work, we'll have to find something else."

"Then make your wand a broom." Hermione said decisively, she spread out an ancient version of "Basic Charms" in front of Harry with a "bang", and flipped it quickly, her mouth She muttered something like "I remember this book has something to teach", and then she paused her hands, and turned to a certain page excitedly, "Yes—this is it!"

"Flying Curse." Harry looked down and couldn't help saying dryly, "It looks familiar, doesn't it?"

"Yes, Scorpius just used it," said the Gryffindor girl quickly.

Harry rubbed the scar on his forehead with a headache, which he liked to do when he was annoyed: "Don't, don't tell me he helped me again... couldn't stand the thrill."

"He is." Hermione shoved the book under Harry's nose again. "For God's sake, Harry, it hasn't been long—don't be picky, you've got to learn this!"

"Uh, well, I'm not picky - Flying Charm - are you sure this one will work? I mean, Flying is a really good idea, novel enough, bold enough, good enough for the Daily Prophet to program me For a while - well don't be mad I was just kidding... but Hermione, you know, the venue for the match is already under construction - and yesterday I remember me and Sirius and you saw that the place was far from Gryffindor Tower is probably... very far away." Harry asked hesitantly, sliding his fingernails absently across the ancient yellowed pages.

Hermione raised her eyebrows as a matter of course - it can be seen that it has been carefully repaired, such as a beauty charm or something: "We need an advanced flying charm."

"Excellent, never heard of it."

"Harry!"

"Okay, I was wrong, you say."

"Accio (Flying Curse) comes from the word "summon" in Latin, as you know, most of the spells we use now come from the original Latin," Seeing Harry nodding, Hermione took a deep breath and pulled the stool away I sat down next to him again, "I don't know if you have discovered that many spells just make new changes in a certain etymology, which can produce new changes-and then become another completely different or corresponding, The exact opposite spell."

"Oh, let me think about it." Harry raised his eyebrows, in fact, he didn't think his homework was too bad, "like Reducto (shattered bones) and Reducio (shrink quickly)?"

"... These are just a pair of confusing spells, and reduce means 'reduce' in English." Hermione paused and said expressionlessly.

Harry twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling the temperature of his face rising quietly: "Okay, you win. You come."

"Levicorpus (Fuchsia) and Liberacorpus (Golden Bells fall)."

Harry thought for a while, then widened his eyes in surprise and surprise: "Oh, it really is—Hermione—you—"

"...I'm sure a lot of people have noticed, don't praise me on this, Harry, it's really cheap." Hermione tossed her hair angrily, "Listen, we need to create a new spell— Put your eyes away, that's nothing special, it's just a small change!—" Hermione said sternly, flipping through the book in her hand quickly, "Here, there are some examples on it, such as the 'Growing Curse' It can be changed into a 'Rapid Growth Curse'. You only need to add "Celeriter" in front of the original spell base, which means 'quick' in Latin. Now what we need is the enhanced version of the Flying Curse, so, 'Enhanced Potency' In Latin it should be—"

"Confirma."

A lazy tone came from behind the two of them.

Startled, the Gryffindors turned around warily.Hermione cautiously stared at the platinum noble who was lazily sitting on a chair not far away, and finally nodded slowly, but said to Harry: "He's right, it's 'Confirma'."

Draco looked a little smug.

He concealed it well, though - in front of Gryffindors, he always acted... quite reserved.Scorpius thought pertinently, at this time, surprisingly, Prince Slytherin stood up from his seat, swayed to Harry and sat down at the foot of a table, arrogantly raised Raised his thin jaw: "What did I hear, silly baby Potter, you want to create a strengthened flying spell?"

"Yeah, but what's none of your business?" Harry asked sarcastically.

Draco's face froze, he moved his butt uncomfortably on the stool, and finally said very insincerely, "As if I'm interested."

Hermione's dark brown eyes shone with unprecedented sternness: "Well, Malfoy, if you eat something wrong that makes you want to help us—"

"—do you want to use this to deal with the first project of the three-strong league?" Scorpius asked suddenly, he walked up to Hermione, and just touched the back of the chair beside her, under Draco's burning gaze, He withdrew his hand in depression, sighed and had to give up the seat in front of him, turned around and walked to Draco, pulled out the chair and sat down.

At this time, a group of Hufflepuff girls happened to pass by, and a beautiful girl with blond hair suddenly screamed and widened her eyes when she passed by this table. Her female companions were startled, and followed her finger Looking at it, I couldn’t believe my eyes—it’s rare to see Slytherin and Gryffindor sitting together discussing something in the library, let alone Draco Malfoy and Harry Leigh Porter.

Draco rolled his eyelids impatiently, and... managed to scare away the group of girls.

"They came with Krum." Draco said angrily to Scorpius in a low voice, "The library has never been quiet these days."

Scorpius patted him on the shoulder to reassure him, and most people—including Pansy, who has always believed that "Draco is right and wrong is right"—we all think that learning Draco was terribly stubborn at times.

"If you weren't so fierce, you'd get more chocolates from girls on Valentine's Day, Malfoy—that girl's name is Petty, and I heard her by the lake the other day who was better for you or Krum." Charm is arguing with other girls." Hermione dragged back the book in front of Harry with no expression on her face, and said flatly.

Draco raised the corners of his lips, showing an elegant smirk, and said softly, "I'm not sure I want your chocolate, Miss Know-It-All."

Hermione blushed a little, but quickly regained her composure: "Of course, if you received it, it must have been added."

Draco made a very surprised expression: "I didn't expect you to use such a dirty method as 'love potion'."

Hermione pinched the corner of the book and told herself to calm down.

"Okay, you're not here to quarrel." Scorpius said with a headache, "Let's get to the point."

"When is it up to you to uphold justice?" Draco muttered dissatisfiedly, but he still restrained himself. He paused, raised his head and glanced at Harry unnaturally, "I have to say, being able to stand before the dragon Flying is a good choice, Saint Potter."

"Yeah, after all, I really must be very good—" Harry said thoughtfully, but he quickly realized what was wrong, and suddenly raised his head to stare at the high-spirited Slytherin, "Why don't you Will know - oh - never mind, I should have guessed." He cast a quick glance at Scorpius, unable to say what kind of look it was.

Draco saw everything in his eyes, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but this feeling disappeared quickly, he pursed his lips and then showed a mean smile: "Oh, what's the matter with you? You Not really in love with Gretel, huh? Saint Potter."

"I'm quite popular." Scorpius said dryly before Harry could answer Draco, kicking Draco under the table, "Are you annoying, don't make a fuss about it! -"

"—Then, the rumors are true?"

Hermione, who remained silent, interrupted suddenly.

"What?" Scorpius looked at her abruptly, blinking in confusion, unable to respond, "What rumors?"

"You two are together." Hermione pouted and smiled slyly.

"...What a terrible rumor." Scorpius commented with a stiff face.

"Not yet." Draco snorted vaguely as he folded his arms in the chair, "So you still have a chance, Potter—to invite Gretel to a dance or something."

Then he was stomped on by Scorpius again.

"That's the end of the conversation, boys—as the only girl, I'm discussing love affairs with three boys, and this issue is completely none of my business." Hermione said mockingly to herself, "I think I may need to find a place to cry for a while."

"Okay, Flying Curse." Harry let out a hoarse dry laugh.

"Yes, the Flying Curse... the enhanced version, I'm afraid you have to master this before next Wednesday afternoon." Draco sneered, "Before that, answer me a question, Mr. Savior—do you want to use the normal version of the Flying Curse?" Haven't grasped the meeting yet?"

……

So they started to practice hard - Harry thought of the Room of Requirement, which was a nice bonding place, full of all the little things and bigger things that allowed him to use the Flying Charm step by step - yeah, that white The poor, arrogant and mean Ferret had the misfortune to expose the fact that he really hadn't fully mastered the Flying Charm, because it was a fifth-year spell and Harry just didn't have the habit of previewing it.

The Slaterins would occasionally join in on this practice program, and although Harry felt a little uneasy at the end that they were able to enter and exit the Room of Requirement so naturally - but that wasn't the point at the moment, after making a chair fly towards him successfully When his butt was down, Harry warned himself that a giant charizard would come to his mind from time to time, or in a nightmare, Merlin knew he hadn't slept well for a few days-if this continued, he would die before the game Can kill himself.

On the edge of the sofa not far away, Blaise Zabini was discussing something with Hermione in a low voice, and the two chatted happily.The tip of Zabini's hawthorn wand emitted a little red light as he waved it slightly, and Hermione was whispering something-it could be seen that the two were constantly adjusting the spell of the enhanced version of the Flying Curse, those Rhythm and composition - to ensure that the most accurate and powerful new spells were taught to Harry - and it was Draco Malfoy who first discovered that the rhythm and intonation of the new spells needed to be adjusted.

—Harry had to admit, he had a knack for spells, for whatever dire purpose —he was a great help anyway.

Although he still couldn't help but want to throw a jinx at Malfoy when he met Malfoy now, but it was only possible because of something innate - such as a natural opponent or something.

In short, Malfoy has never given him a pleasant side, because I am afraid that 90.00% of his patience has been unknowingly reserved for a certain second-year Slytherin—— When facing Gretel, haha Leigh found that Malfoy was always a little more patient than he'd imagined.

When Harry came back to his senses, he realized that he was sitting on the summoned stool for a long time in a daze.

And now he happens to wish to split a second into two and use it.

"—The goblin rebellion, not 'rebellion', pay attention to your wording, Mr. Gretel." Draco's snorting voice sounded behind him, and the Gryffindor golden boy turned his head, and sure enough, he saw Scorpius trying to pull out His wand was modifying something on the parchment, and faster than him, before his fingertips touched the wand, Draco had already pulled out his wand impatiently, and tapped on the parchment , Scorpius murmured thanks.

What the hell.

Harry curled his lips, thinking gloomily, why are they so laid back?