[HP] The Frozen Throne

The horn gave Draco an undeniable charm. When he looked directly at him, it would make people feel warm. Of course, that was just an illusion.

Carefully put the dragon egg in the huge suitcase, and fill it with ice silk and snow cotton to prevent it from bumping...and breaking the suitcase.The opening of Beauxbaton's school is different from the other two schools. At nightfall, there will be a gorgeous carriage parked in front of the students' homes. The horse that pulls the carriage is a magical creature with short, transparent horns. There is a wind chime on the door, which can remind the students of the arrival of the carriage, and this magical device also has a soothing effect. After entering the carriage with luggage, lightly ring the wind chime, and the magic horse will run away. School.

Beauxbaton at night is like a dream town, not a giant castle in the imagination. The town is clearly divided into two areas, with a huge garden in the middle, which is arranged as a buffet-style party, in the shade of trees Or a lot of seats are set up by the lake for students to chat and rest. In the center of the garden is a podium with a loudspeaker. President Olim Maxim is standing next to him, chatting with an elderly professor. Draco's carriage landed on the east side of the garden. The luggage on the carriage and his name tag were hung. After handing it over to the house elf belonging to the school, he put on his school uniform and wizard hat, raised his chin slightly, and looked proudly Walk into the banquet venue.The number of students in Beauxbatons was very small, and most of them chatted in twos and threes in the center of the venue. Draco estimated that the total number of students in the whole school might not add up to 1000.There are golden and red lamps hanging in the sky of the meeting place. Whenever a new student arrives, a lamp will be lit. After the last lamp is lit, all the old students will consciously stand on the periphery of the main venue and place the middle position Give it to the newcomer.

Principal Olim cleared her throat. Even without a loudspeaker, her voice was powerful enough for everyone to hear her speech clearly. After a brief introduction to the school and college, she announced the start of the banquet.

Beauxbaton's college is very different from the other two schools. It is divided into three colleges, Derecherche, Stratégie, and Naturel, which represent research, strategy, and nature.

The research is similar to Ravenclaw in Hogwarts, the representative is a cat, and the representative color is yellow.

The strategy is similar to Slytherin, the representative is a fox, and the representative color is dark green.

Naturally, it is Beauxbaton's most protected college. All the students in it have the bloodline of magical creatures. There are two kinds of them. One is to refine the bloodline of magical creatures in their own body, and the other is to train with a real magical creature.

After he really learned about the division of Beauxbaton College, Draco's decision to enter Stratégie faded a lot. He couldn't hide the fact that he had magical blood. If he awakened during his studies, he would cause more trouble. Entering Stratégie Naturel can justify the fact that he can cast spells like magical creatures. Although most of the students have the blood of magical creatures and are so weak that they can only inherit some appearance characteristics after awakening, they have to admit that most of them have The magic power of wizards of the blood of magical creatures far exceeds that of other ordinary wizards.

Moreover, most of Naturel's students choose a magical creature, cultivate them from an early age, and fight together. Only those wizards with a very high lineage of magical creatures in their bodies will choose to train themselves and accelerate their awakening.

In the first year at Beauxbatons, there were no schools, and they learned basic magic together. They didn't choose a school until the second year. Draco sat quietly in the corner, and couldn't help wondering if the dragon egg would Staying alone in the dormitory is lonely, when will it end...

It wasn't until the principal announced the disbandment, and the seniors took them into the dormitory with their names on it, that they were relieved. Because of special care, Draco had a single-room dormitory. As soon as he returned to the dormitory, he immediately opened the box and carefully He took out the dragon egg inside, feeling the grievance coming from the egg, Draco picked it up carefully, and kissed the dragon egg, the egg shyly twisted the egg, Draco burst out laughing. sound.

The author has something to say: I heard that the scan is over. . .I don't know if it's true or not. . . .

It's really a pain in the ass. . .

I delayed the plot that was supposed to happen

Advance the plot of Draco, everyone should have no objections, right?

I guess I will cut back and write about Chu Mu once every two chapters.

The main reason is that the plot needs to be delayed a little bit, for fear of being in the limelight 233333

☆, broken shell and longing

French wizards pay great attention to children's pre-school education, that is to say, most of the students can use household magic proficiently, and the first-grade courses are mainly to familiarize themselves with school life.The teaching content of the Charms class is also equivalent to the level of the third year of Hogwarts. Although Draco has already studied most of the courses at home, compared with the freshmen of Beauxbatons, it can only be said to be at the upper middle level.

After hastily finishing homework for Charms Theory class, Draco was only able to send magic power to his arms. Since the shell of the dragon egg peeled off a layer of debris last week, the dragon egg is like a bottomless pit , kept absorbing his own magic power, and even couldn't recover all of it the next day, and made a fool of himself in the magic spell practice class.Moving his arm away, feeling the grievance coming from the dragon egg, Draco patted the egg, "I still have practice class tomorrow."

Beauxbaton's courses were so tight that Draco couldn't relax. During the day, the courses were almost full. In the evening, the astronomy course Draco also took the ancient magic patterns. On weekends, he was also arranged to practice French and French spells. , The time spent with the egg every day has become less and less, except for falling asleep holding the egg at night.

After Draco fell asleep, the egg in his arms also turned from dark blue to translucent, and a dragon-shaped embryo could be vaguely seen inside, stretching out its small hand to get close to the eggshell of Draco's heartbeat, the eggshell There was a pounding sound in the egg, and after Draco turned over unconsciously, the egg returned to calm.

Draco found that the egg hadn't moved for many days, and he didn't express happy emotions when he put his hand close to it. After the magic power was delivered, he didn't express that he still wanted it or that it was enough. He hugged him tightly. Dan, after putting his face close to Dan, Dan moved slightly, expressing his embarrassment.Draco breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the egg move.

From that day on, the egg moved less and less, even kissing the eggshell could not get a response. I don’t know if it was because the creature inside the egg could not last for a long time, or it was trying to break open the eggshell. Dela Coe stroked the egg's increasingly dull veins, and the gray dead shell that had grown from its dark blue surface, perhaps the former.

Even if you put your ear close to the eggshell, you can't hear the faint heartbeat of the creature inside. A thick layer of hard stone-like shell formed on the outside of the eggshell. Draco regretted pestering his parents for the request of the dragon egg. Slowly turning into dust in the wild is much better than disappearing in your own hands because you can't hatch.After wrapping the dragon egg tightly with ice silk, he held it tightly in his arms, trying to warm up the egg with his own temperature.

Click, click.

Two clear cracks appeared on the gray case. Draco looked at the cracks in disbelief. He wanted to warm the dead egg with his body, but he didn't expect... Looking through the cracks, it was pitch black inside. , without any movement, when Draco gave up observing, a pair of azure blue eyes suddenly opened, and a tiny dragon claw grabbed the eggshell at the crack, trying to get out.Draco looked at the young life inside with ecstasy, stretched out his hand when it was trying to pry open the dragon egg, thought for a while and retracted, summoned the cushion, towel and warm water with a spell, put it aside, Quietly watching Xiaolong struggling to get out.The two small claws pried it open forcefully, and the crushed eggshell shattered like dust. Draco put the larger eggshell aside, and the ice-blue dragon came out of the eggshell like a little mouse, tilting his head curiously. Glancing at Draco, he turned his head and opened his mouth wide to bite the gray eggshell. To Draco, the eggshell, which was as hard as a rock, made a crackling sound in the little dragon's mouth. The eggshells can be gnawed off without any effort, Xiaolong flicked his tail and sorted the powders on the table together, staring at Draco, as if asking him to put them away, Draco Let the glass bottle fill the eggshell powder by himself, pick up the warm towel next to him, and carefully clean up the mucous membranes on Xiaolong's body. After removing the mucous membranes, the little dragon revealed ice-blue scales, and was slapped by the warm water. The ice crystals fell on the table with a crisp sound.

Draco wiped the dragon's body carefully, and found that although the scales on his body were soft, they were intact and full of luster. His azure blue eyes stared at Draco intently, and when Draco reached out to touch the dragon's head, At that moment, Draco stretched out his soft pink tongue and licked the palm of his hand. Draco carefully touched the reverse scale on his head, "Your name is Alduin, okay?"

Xiaolong tilted his head curiously, and nodded ignorantly. Draco happily held Xiaolong in his arms, and kissed him.I have a dragon, I have a dragon.The happiness in Draco's heart is like a honey jar, which cannot be sealed. The names of magical creatures are very important. If you can name them, you will sign a contract and never leave them.

Although Draco hoped that everyone would know that he owned a little dragon, he soon came to his senses. Without a license to raise a dragon, Draco looked helplessly at the little dragon on the bed, who was flapping his wings and patrolling the territory. sighed.

Knocking the bell on the table, a Death Eater wrapped in a black robe quietly entered the room, kneeling respectfully on the ground, Draco ordered a few things piecemeal, and asked him to apply for a permit After seeing this, the Death Eaters on the ground bowed their heads respectfully, and disappeared into the room again.Although how the father inserted his hands into the school, it is good to have someone who can do chores.The dragon breeding license was processed very quickly, and the Death Eaters infiltrated quickly. He said that his father had expected this to happen a long time ago, and a brand new dragon breeding license was sent to the dormitory in an envelope the next day. , Draco carefully attached the letter, and hung the nameplate of "Alduin" engraved with dragon patterns on the little dragon's neck, and the little dragon twisted his neck uncomfortably and made a humming sound. (^(*￣(oo)￣)^pig.,,,)

Xiaolong, oh no, Alduin was watching curiously that his owner carefully looked at a piece of paper, kissed it with satisfaction, carefully put it in a photo frame, and hung it in the dormitory.The stupid creature with upright legs actually chose to kiss the fur of that low-level animal instead of me, hmph.

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Lucius kissed the forehead of the black-haired young man in the ice coffin, carefully wiped the non-existent dust with a towel, and babbled about what happened recently.The young man on the bed was as quiet as a corpse except for his weak breathing. I don't know if it was because of the ice coffin, but the blue blood was clearly visible.

"I miss you." Lucius held the young man's hand, and expressed his thoughts in a sad and affectionate tone.

The author has something to say: I wonder if anyone knows the origin of the name Alduin

It is estimated that the update will be unstable in the future, because the class is full during the day, and the teacher catches me to the laboratory at night to help. When I come back, it will be 10 o'clock, and then the school will cut off the power at 11 o'clock. . . .

I feel bad for myself. . . .

☆, race and rebirth

Draco helplessly pulled away Alduin's little paws that were clutching his schoolbag tightly, and handed the handkerchief on the table to Xiaolong. The real tearbag Alduin's almond-shaped eyes were full of water vapor, pitiful Looking at Draco intently, his two little paws were pulling the handkerchief that Draco handed over, and his unretractable nails cut the silk. Hearing the tearing sound of the handkerchief being shredded, Alduin immediately panicked. Looking at Draco, he handed over the handkerchief in his paw aggrievedly.

After sneaking a few glances at Draco to make sure that he couldn't sneak into the teaching building today, he walked into his den pitifully, looking at it from Draco's point of view, like a little bird The meatballs rolled into the little nest in the corner.The nest is a large bed made up of a large number of cushions, and it is covered with cushions snatched from Draco's bed. There are two obvious scratches on the corners of the cushions, and the cotton wool is exposed from inside (Draco: I don't Xiu, hum).

The first class in the morning was magical biology. Draco was comparing himself with Alduin in his mind while watching the professor playing a fantasy made of magic and introducing some extinct dragons.Well, this one's eyes are not as handsome as my Alduin's, this one's tail is not as strong as my Alduin's, this claw is too short, this dragon's scales are so dark and dull.When the iceberg dragon was introduced, Draco listened carefully to the teacher's introduction, which was very similar to the content found in the book, but the pictures in the book were only conceptual pictures, but this was compiled by a large number of wizards. It is almost impossible for the memory to be wrong. Although the real iceberg dragon has azure blue pupils, it does not have ice blue scales like its name, but a protective layer like ice crystals on the dark blue scales. Simply because it looks like an iceberg from a distance.

Think carefully about the gorgeous eggshell of Alduin. Although it is very similar to the one introduced in the book, it does not have such complicated patterns. After listening to the teacher’s introduction and switching to the Amazon tree dragon, Draco began to feel uncomfortable Determine the type of Alduin.Although I really want to take Alduin over to ask the teacher after class, but rationality still suppresses the impulse. The dragon breeding license and the default adopted an iceberg dragon. If it is exposed now, it may be an unknown species... .

Draco had a cold war, rubbing the goose bumps on his arms, thinking that Alduin might be taken away by the French Department of Fantastic Beasts, he made up his mind to go back and teach Alduin to hide his appearance, and to show Similar to the characteristics of the iceberg dragon.

I tried a few more times to turn Alduin's scales into double-layered ones, or put on a camouflage layer, but they all failed. Alduin looked curiously at the two-legged beast holding a stick on his body. Point to point, did it go around to the itchy place, opened and closed the mouth a few times, and sneezed loudly, the cushion was instantly frozen into ice bricks, and it turned into dust immediately when it was tapped lightly, dissipating in the air. air.Draco's pupils dilated immediately, and he looked at Alduin who was rubbing his nose with his small paws in fear. Alduin seemed to feel the fear of the Twolegs, tilted his head, and scratched his head curiously. , I don't understand why the Twolegs, who have always loved him, are afraid of him.

Grabbing the Twolegs' claws(?) and touching the reverse scales on his head, he clumsily expressed his trust in the Twolegs, opened his mouth to bite Draco's hand, and Draco almost flinched back in shock. , Alduin stuck out his tongue and licked Draco's fingertips, and when Draco felt an electric current pass through his heart, he bit down violently, the dragon teeth pierced Draco's skin, and the bright red The blood dripped on the table, turned into a magic circle spontaneously, and quickly shrank and disappeared into Alduin's body.

"Mu...Nihao." A childish voice appeared in Draco's mind, Draco looked at Alduin's limp and fleshy body in front of him, and burst out laughing.Alduin slapped the table in dissatisfaction and snorted arrogantly.Draco rubbed Alduin's head, summoned a bottle of milk sent by the house-elf every day, and stuffed it into the dragon's mouth. Alduin smashed his mouth and sucked, holding the bottle tightly with his little hands and feet , looking at Draco with the expression that this bottle of milk was contracted by the king, "It's not allowed to be robbed."

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Chu Mu felt that something was wrong with his body, a feeling of powerlessness that he had never experienced before, and a feeling of being oppressed by fate. He felt that there was always a pair of eyes watching him nearby. Chu Mu feels the most relaxed every night when Lucius comes over and talks to himself alone. Sometimes Lucius will talk about the Death Eaters, his son, or read something from the newspaper. interesting news.

When he heard Lucius say that his son was sent to leave the UK, Chu Mu immediately became worried, whether the 11-year-old child would be alone outside and whether he would be bullied, and he understood the decision Lucius made , but more worried about the safety of the child.

"Today is June 6th, and it will be my birthday in a few days. You haven't woken up for more than two years. I heard a sentence from the Muggle world. I would give everything just to touch you again! "Lu Xiu paused, holding Chu Mu's cold hand tightly, "I would rather give up the wealth, identity, and even the ability of a wizard I have now, and I only hope that you can wake up."

"You told me that you wanted to live in seclusion in the mountains. I didn't agree at the time, but there is nothing more important than your wish. I have already built a manor in the Alps. If you wake up..."

Everything is if you wake up.

It took more than two years to grind a high-spirited young man into a 40-year-old appearance, and his increasingly ruthless style was the same as that of the Dark Lord back then - gloomy and cold.

Chu Mu, who was unable to speak, really wanted to open his glued eyes, and stretch out his hands to hug his partner in front of him, but his body became more and more tired and cold, and his weakened soul made him flustered.

Just like the coincidence of history, June 6th was the day when he was shot, and his remaining strength could no longer survive tonight. Chu Mu sighed in his heart. The exhaustion of his soul made him unable to think at all. The bottom of my heart slowly closed my soul.

total darkness.

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Chu Mu felt the tearing of his body after being shot in his body, and suddenly remembered the analysis of the shooting in Detective Sherlock, smiled and closed his eyes, wondering if his sister can take care of himself, and whether the organization can keep its word , I don't know if the teammates will be so frantic that they will do something to my sister.

Thinking of his sister's safety, Chu Mu clenched his fists angrily, and an inexplicable force emerged from his body. His body, like soft cotton, slowed down from the air, and fell on the trash can, covering his body. A few gunshot wounds and a lot of blood loss made him unable to think about why he fell from such a high building but was not injured. After passing through the back alley to the red light district, he rushed into a room and dropped a lot of money, "Find a doctor, You know the rules on this street."

The woman watched in panic as the intruder covered his waist with blood oozing from his fingers, and tremblingly walked towards the door, although he really wanted to take the money and run away. . .Consequences in case of being caught. . . .The woman shivered, and obediently ran to the only doctor in the red light district.

The author has something to say: I saw a reminder. . . .

I just typed as soon as I finished my homework without going to the lab.

Praise me, praise me (how swollen you have a face)

☆, leaving and heartbeat

The woman held a stack of banknotes tightly in her hand, and stood at the door of the only medical center in the red-light district, showing a struggling expression. After all, she was also a person who had struggled at the bottom of society for many years. The injured young man was wearing expensive clothes and tight clothes It's not for showing off the figure, but suitable for action and fighting. The wound on the abdomen is probably either a knife wound or a gunshot wound. Thinking of the recent crazy power of the gangsters on the street fighting for territory, the woman took a deep breath and pushed away the doctor from the medical center. Door.

Sitting inside was a sloppy middle-aged man smoking a big cigarette, lying on the dilapidated sofa, concentrating on reading a newspaper, and when he saw a woman coming in, he glanced frivolously, "Abortion or sterilization?"

The woman's pale face turned red, and she took half of the money out of the stack and placed it on the doctor's desk.The doctor stood up lazily, squeezed the thickness of the banknotes, picked up the medical kit at hand, "Lead the way."

Although Chu Mu lost a lot of blood, he still forced himself not to faint. He was relieved the moment he saw the doctor coming.The doctor cut open the blood-adhered clothing with a sharp scalpel, skillfully removed the embedded bullet with tweezers, treated the wound seemingly carelessly, and looked at the young man's clothes pretending to be unintentional.

Valuable clothes, knives hidden in the waist and legs, and non-slip gloves on the hands. Without anesthesia, the bullets in the flesh were taken out without a snort, and he lost a lot of blood but remained calm. The right hand seemed to move naturally. Clenching on the waist is essentially a defensive action, as long as you move your jaw rashly, you may be out of touch.

After tightly wrapping the gauze around the waist, the doctor packed up all the equipment and was about to leave. The young man watched every move of the doctor warily, and didn't feel relieved until he left the room.He took out a small tube of medicine in his pocket, knocked open the ring, and drank it in one gulp.The bright red potion had a psychedelic smell. After being confused by the scent, the woman hiding at the door looked at the young man even more terrified. The potion passed through the esophagus and entered the stomach, feeling a little strength in her body.It is indeed a special medicine made in the UK. Although I can’t figure out what special ingredients are in it, I have to praise the effect. Of course, the premise is that the price is ignored, and I don’t know who invented it. One tube of medicine will take revenge for a mission. The pumped away.

He took a deep breath, tidied his clothes, pushed open the door, took a huge hat and put it on his head in the chaotic street, and left in a hurry, reached out to stop a taxi, and reported a departure. The address of the park is very close to home. I walked around the neighborhood a few times, and after making sure that there was no tail, I walked towards home.

The younger sister was still nestling in the hall watching the TV series, holding a bag of original potato chips in her hand, and when she heard the sound of the door lock, she hurriedly walked towards the entrance.Although Chu Mu drank the potion, his body was still very weak. Noticing that his brother was strange, his younger sister worriedly took the clothes that his brother took off, and told her if there was a faint smell of disinfectant on her body-brother was injured.

Chu Mu walked into the room weakly while leaning on the wall. The moment he closed the door, his body fell on the soft carpet. The blood dripped on the white wool, which was particularly dazzling.He wanted to close his eyes and rest for a while, but in the end he fell into a deep sleep.

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Lucius took a stack of newspapers and walked lightly into the room that only belonged to his lover. For some reason, he felt inexplicably flustered in his heart today. The moment he saw the ice coffin, he had an ominous premonition .Rushing to the ice coffin, he found a tinge of blue on the pale face of the young man inside. Lucius' face became panicked, with no heartbeat or breathing. Lucius hugged the young man in fear, and murmured in disbelief, "No Yes, you are still alive, no..."

How could it be... to die.

Lucius hugged the cold corpse tightly, and kissed the face of his lover little by little with his lips, "You are still alive, right? You are still waiting for me." The tall figure back then had become skinny, Hugging him so tightly that he could hardly feel the weight, Lucius gently and carefully put him into the ice coffin, touched his lover's face in despair, "I will definitely find you."

How could I lose you, Lucius stood up slowly, the long platinum hair slipped from the tips of his slender ears.

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Chu Mu was woken up by the rapid knock on the door. Reflexively, he touched the tightly wound wound on his abdomen and found that there was a scar inside. He got up and pulled the wound, took a deep breath, pretended to be sleepy, and walked over to open the door.The younger sister was standing at the door with a plate of breakfast, seeing her brother's slightly pale face and the blue-black marks under his eyes, she put the plate on the table near the door, "Let's rest for a while after eating." Chu Mu nodded weakly. nodded.

After my sister left the room, she picked up the knife beside the bed, cut open the gauze, carefully cleaned the bloody scar with a cotton ball dipped in alcohol, and poured white powder on it. The bloody hole wriggled and healed, gradually leaving With a few pale pink scars, Chu Mu set the gauze and cotton balls on fire and burned them, and sprayed them with air freshener a few times before he felt relieved.

Rubbing his temples, he felt as if he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember anything. Chu Mu sighed. For some reason, he always felt something was attracting him, and he couldn't help but have the urge to leave, but he couldn't let it go. The younger sister stayed here alone, but she wanted to leave the organization completely through this matter. Chu Mu took out the passport and the passport that had been prepared to escape from the organization before, sat on the stool with his eyes empty for a long time, and then returned Come on.

That night, a serious pipeline explosion occurred in 1/3 of a community, killing more than ten people and seriously injuring many others.

The younger sister has always listened to her brother, not only because of the dependence between relatives, but also because she can feel the urgency of her brother's proposal to leave and the seriousness of the situation. The two of them hurriedly packed their luggage and boarded the plane, completely unaware of what happened in the place where they used to live. Such a serious explosion.

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Lucius had noticed something was wrong inside him a long time ago, but couldn't tell what happened.Until he found out that his lover was seriously injured, the strong longing and love awakened the Veela blood in his body. Looking at his golden-red vertical pupils and slender auricles, Lucius showed a happy and desperate expression, suddenly Feeling a strangeness in my heart, I squinted my eyes, my heart was still like water because of my lover's departure, but why did I move.

The author has something to say: I am so happy that QWQ finally finished writing the material, I will go to sleep

I went to Hanshan Temple yesterday, my heart was shocked, and my restless heart was soothed recently

☆, finale

Hogwarts in the darkness exudes a light orange light, and Revive, who babbled about Hogwarts in his head along the way, also became surprisingly quiet. The moment Harry followed the bustling crowd into the castle, Harry The heart full of revenge and hatred was inexplicably healed.

The moment he stood in the waiting room, Harry felt the people nearby move slightly, and a vacuum formed around him, "Look, he is that Harry." "Daddy said not to play with him." Harry The eyes that were originally full of yearning were also obliterated by these harsh words, and he quietly walked to the end of the line, trying to shrink himself into a ball, like a hedgehog.

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"Slytherin—!"

Harry heard the Sorting Hat shouting above his head.He took off the sorting hat in a daze, and looked towards the hall. He found that except for the polite applause from the Slytherin long table, the other three long tables were eerily quiet.

He didn't dare to look in the direction of the Gryffindor long table, he was afraid of seeing Enron's disappointed look, he walked towards the Slytherin long table a little top-heavy, the prefect extended his hand symbolically, and Harry sat down quietly. The end of the long table.

After he sat down, he realized that everyone else in the same house was watching him. There was a thin boy with a squeaky voice "just a bastard with no education."

Harry bit his lower lip, quietly looked at the plate in front of him, and tried his best to ignore the vicious words next to him, Revive sneered, Harry sniffed, and slowly let go of his clenched hands.

Harry was quickly isolated by everyone, even the down-and-out Slytherin formed a small group by himself during dinner, and Harry was the only one sitting at the end of the table, quietly making strokes with a knife He looked at the professor's desk slowly until Professor McGonagall, the dean of Gryffindor, gave a speech. When Professor McGonagall looked at Slytherin, he looked at Slytherin with a regretful look. Lee, aroused the dissatisfaction of several senior students on the long table.

When the disbandment was announced, it was unknown who in the always tidy Slytherin used the spell maliciously. Harry tripped over the elongated robe and fell to the ground. After stepping on Harry's robes, the Hufflepuff at the next table watched the stampede by the stairs with a cool look that would rather do less than do more. After everyone left, Harry asked Revive in an extremely calm tone, "Why. ..Why do they all hate me."

"Because you should go to Gryffindor."

"Because your original life shouldn't be like this."

Before waiting for Revive's answer, I had the answer in my heart.The moment he put on the sorting hat, he could hear the sigh of Mr. Sorting Hat, and shouted hysterically, "Slytherin—!" With the anger of Slytherin and the disdain of Slytherin, after putting down the Sorting Hat in a daze, Harry felt that he was finished.

I remembered that Uncle Sirius, who always cared about himself, repeatedly emphasized before getting in the car that if you want to go to Gryffindor, don't go to other houses. Slytherins are all lunatics.Harry covered his face with his hands, sobbing softly, as if the entire academy had unanimously forgotten about Harry's existence. When Harry walked into the Slytherin lounge alone, the entire lounge was empty, even the portraits on the wall were gone. Take a quiet nap.

"Fluorescent flashes." The small ball of light was like a dandelion flower, hanging near Harry, looking for his dormitory one by one along the nameplate on the door, until the last one, Harry quietly stroked the only one on the nameplate. name, gently opened the door.

Fortunately, his luggage was not maliciously damaged by them. After simple packing, Harry fell on the bed, looked at the dark green ceiling, "Revive....Revive"

My mind is still quiet, there is no echo.

Even you...would you give up on me?

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It's no secret that the Slytherin common room has a picture of Salazar hanging, but every Slytherin student is sworn to protect Salazar's "only" picture frame, and Harry is no exception.When Harry looked at Salazar with eyes of admiration and disgust, Salazar was also observing him. Although he lost his magic, it didn't mean he lost his ability to sense. I don't know why this child has another soul Breath, although I have heard news about him from other people, but I am not interested, as long as it does not endanger the honor of Slytherin, he will not intervene in anything.

But this breath seemed very familiar...it should be on the little guy who called himself the Dark Lord, something seemed wrong, Salazar disappeared into the picture frame, and the quiet lounge was empty.

After the astronomy class, Harry sat quietly in the lounge and finished his homework. The first graders next to him were queuing up to ask Salazar questions. He heard that the famous wizard Lucius Malfoy was about to return to school. Harry looked listlessly. After glancing at the wizards who were discussing enthusiastically in front of the bulletin board, they continued to do their homework quietly.

Revive, who hadn't appeared for a long time, clamored for him to attend the speech. Although he didn't know why Revive hated the Dark Lord, he was not the child who was deceived by jealousy and hatred. The death of his parents was not necessarily the fault of the Dark Lord. Everyone at that time was wrong, and I heard that the Dark Lord hadn’t appeared in public for a long time, and after contacting Patriarch Malfoy, he looked haggard for a while, so it was easy to guess what the Dark Lord might encounter. Since he was punished, There is no need to retaliate against others, but... why does Revive have such a huge resentment towards everyone.

Harry cleared the table,