[hp] Pure White Age

Watching the giant monster's two legs stiffly close together, before he could figure out the situation, he fell headlong, and the ground shook violently.

A strong force pulled Ron aside: [Idiot! ] Ron heard the long-lost voice say.

There was the sound of loud footsteps through the open door.A moment later, Professor McGonagall rushed into the ladies' room, followed by Snape, Professor Quirrell, and Harry and the Weasley twins.

【What kind of tricks are you playing? ] She looked around angrily.Snape's greasy eyes swept over Malfoy and fell on Ron with dissatisfaction.

[Please don’t do this, Professor McGonagall, it’s me, it’s my fault—I’m going to deal with the troll alone, Ron and the others just came to save me——]

Ron looked at Hermione in surprise.

【Miss Granger! 】Professor McGonagall's eyes softened a little, but he frowned soon, 【This is too reckless, even if you are very capable, you are only a first-year student...Gryffindor must deduct five points for this. ] Her eyes flicked around Ron and Malfoy, [If what Miss Granger said is true, each of you will win five points for your house. 】

Harry and the Weasley twins looked in disbelief, and Snape's smile returned to his face.

It's not fair, even though the troll was indeed defeated by the two of them together, but... Ron glanced angrily at Malfoy beside him, who still had no expression on his face, and even clenched his fists secretly, as if he was holding back something.

[Okay, the children must be shocked. 】Snape got a satisfactory result, and said in a smooth voice,【They should be sent back to the dormitory to rest. ] He stepped forward and put his arm around Malfoy's shoulders.

Ron supported Hermione, and Hermione thanked him softly.He was not feeling well. Frankly speaking, the image of the empty, silent sink still floated before his eyes, expressing a silent rejection.He couldn't help thinking, if he was not pure blood like Hermione, would the other party plan to stand coldly in the shadows and watch them being hurt by the troll?But on the other hand, why should he be angry or... sad about something so obvious?

[Well done, Ron! 】Fred and George patted him on the shoulder from left to right, and at the same time, Platinum hair left accompanied by Snape, the fact that he won five points didn't seem to be worth his haughty head, he just With his head bowed so low, he was out of his sight.

[How did you defeat the giant monster?Why is that nasty guy with you? ] The twins asked questions like a cannonball, and Harry stared at him curiously.

Ron moved his lips. [It's a floating spell. ] said Hermione.

[Fortunately, you taught him in class. ] Harry patted his chest and smiled at Ron.

[Oh——] Gemini elongated his tone, as if he understood something.

【It turned out that this spell——】

【It belongs to Miss Granger's church—】

【Enough, you guys. 】Ron slapped Fred lightly, hoping they would shut up, but was teased even harder on the way back to the dormitory.However, he was still a little grateful. The ridicule along the way made him properly forget the negative emotions just now.

Hermione walked beside him - Ron recalled that she had always been closer to Harry before.She pursed her lips in silence, and before she knew it, the pace of the two became the same. Before, Ron never thought that Hermione Granger would lie and say that she violated the school rules.He secretly observed the other party's drooping eyelids and pink cheeks.When you and someone go through an event together, you can't help but develop a bond, and knocking out a twelve-foot troll is one such event.

☆、Chapter 14

[I think if this continues, we will never find it. 】Hermione closed "A Study in the Development of Modern Witchcraft" with a [snap]. This was the first time she had been so rude to a book.They had been reading almost every day since Hagrid let them know that the secret hidden in the parcel had something to do with a man named Nicolas, and even Hermione was getting impatient.

【I feel so too. 】

【Me too.If Nicole May is not a modern wizard, it will not help to read more than 2000 pages. 】

Hermione angrily threw the book on the table (another record), making such a noise that the other students in the common room looked in their direction in amazement: [I didn't mean the book! ] She walked between the seats of Ron and Harry, [I mean - you! 】

[No, no, don't send it, send me, and definitely take down the Weasley family's horse. 】

[No, send me——]

[Send it, send it——]

Harry gave Hermione an embarrassed look, and Ron smiled as he watched Harry's pieces scramble on the board.Harry had borrowed this chess set from Seamus when he suggested playing wizard chess this morning. Harry didn't have his own wizard chess set.As for Ron's own pair, it is said that it was inherited from the family after a generation. It looks shabby, but it is very obedient.

Harry's hair was messed up in every direction.Hermione gave Ron a hard look, and Ron shrugged with his hands outstretched, indicating that it wasn't his fault that Harry couldn't lower his pieces.

[Do you know George and Fred's favorite quote, Hermione?All learning and no play makes Smart Jack stupid. ] Ron softened his voice before Hermione changed his face, and quickly finished his move. Harry had to start his endless thinking again, and Ron continued: [Look what you have read, " Great Wizards of the [-]th Century", "List of Famous Contemporary Magicians", "Research on the Development of Modern Witchcraft"... There are so many books in the library, you can't go through them one by one, right? 】

【I must have seen Nicole May's name somewhere, it must be...】Harry interrupted in his busy schedule, he had said this sentence fifteen times, Ron and Hermione ignored it his words.

In the Gryffindor common room, the fire was burning brightly.Christmas is approaching, and Fred and George are hiding somewhere to tinker with their new invention. Ron easily won the victory, lazily retreating into the soft and comfortable armchair, when he heard an excited shout: 【Snowing! 】

Fred and George just slipped in from the other side of the round hole, and everyone saw the snowflakes melted off their coats and woolen hats instantly, and the lounge became restless.

[How about we go down and play for a while? ] Ron jumped out of the armchair, his blue eyes sparkling.

[Don't forget that today is Thursday. ] Hermione said calmly, 【Potions class is about to start. 】

Ron covered his face and groaned, and buried himself back in the armchair. Harry slumped back on the table listlessly, and slowly put Seamus' chess pieces back into the chess box.

Ron simply lay on the table like Harry, which brought their faces very close, and Harry suddenly said: [Ron, remember that time you saved Hermione from the troll?That day, Snape was trying to pass the big three-headed dog that had bitten his leg. 】

[Are you sure, Harry? 】

[I'm sure, I saw it with my own eyes. ] Harry said firmly.

[Professor Snape must have a problem. 】Hermione also firmly believed,【During the Quidditch match, he cast a curse on Harry; he wanted to pass the three-headed dog, and he must have wanted to steal the package. 】

[So he's an evil man, and we shouldn't be in Potions class. ] Ron pouted.

【That's not okay. 】Hermione didn't realize it was a joke at all,【What if we don't have any proof and points are deducted by him? 】

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The snow on Christmas Eve was extremely violent, and when Ron and the others came out of the lounge, through the window, they saw that the roof of Hogwarts had been paved thickly.

In such fine weather, they had to rush to the cold and damp basement classroom with drafts, rattling windows, and face the terrifying Snape, who was proficient in deducting Gryffindor points.

as well as……

[I really feel sorry for some people who had to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas because their families didn't want them. 】

Ron really wanted to jump up from his seat and shout: [Slytherin deducted fifty points! 】However, he could only stare at Snape who pretended not to hear Malfoy's loud voice in the dark.

[Don't be sad, I will spend Christmas with you. ] Ron quietly comforted Harry, Harry's grateful green eyes rippled behind the glasses, and they were grouped together today.As Ron spoke, Malfoy clanged the cauldron with his metal pocket knife (Ron guessed something was wrong with "The Protégé").

When Potions class was finally over and everyone was crowding out of the dungeon, the corridor ahead was blocked by a moving fir tree.Harry and Ron looked down and saw two big feet sticking out from under the fir tree.

[Hey Hagrid, do you need help? ] Ron waved his hand behind the tree, staring at the beautiful branches with a smile.

[No, I can do it, thank you Ron. 】

Ron opened his mouth, trying to get some Christmas dinner recipes out of Hagrid—

[Can you get out of the way and stay out of the way? 】

It's the one he's familiar with, the one he hates, the one that's cold and has a long, disgusting drawl——

【Do you want to earn some pocket money, Weasley?I guess you'd love to watch the hunting grounds right after Hogwarts?Hagrid's hut must look like a palace compared to your old home, right? 】

Draco damn Malfoy.

Everything that happened on the night before Hallow's Eve crashed into Ron's head like a Snitch [BAM], and he headed straight for Malfoy when Snape showed up.

[Weasley! 】

Ron stared at Malfoy, and the other's gray-blue eyes stared at him coldly.A few seconds later, he loosened the clothes on the other's chest, and he smelled mint again, which was lighter than that night, but it was still urgently drilled into his nose.

[Someone provoked him first, Professor Snape.Malfoy had just insulted his family. said Hagrid.

Harry and Hermione tried hard to remind Ron that Snape was spat with criticism, but Ron didn't care, he and Malfoy were still glaring at each other.

One day, he was going to teach this bastard a lesson, to teach him a lesson, so that he could also taste what it was like to be humiliated.

But maybe not today.

Ron couldn't help taking a step back. He didn't know why at this moment, his sense of smell became so sensitive—his mind began to be confused, but he realized so clearly that the other party didn't wear cologne today, and his body was also No smell of stain remover polish, just...

Only mint wine has a unique mellow aroma.Unlike the original freshness and lightness, it was very weird, just when Professor Snape stopped him from taking a step closer to the other party, the smell suddenly became stronger, no longer gently soothing his skin, but domineeringly penetrated into it. ...

Damn!

Ron covered his face, pretending he was just angry at Snape taking five points off him.He tried to breathe evenly (not so easily), and now his cheeks were hot, and he knew it.Between the fingers, those gray-blue eyes were still staring at him, and the corner of its owner's mouth slowly unfolded a satisfied smile.

[Ron Weasley,] Snape's voice sounded from the other end, [Draco said that he wrote to remind you that you will clean the Potions classroom with him this term, but... look, it's already It's almost Christmas, and you don't seem to be there, so you should be glad you didn't lose more points. 】

The implication was that he had already shown mercy, and it was only then that Ron realized that the smell of stain remover and polish that he had smelled on Malfoy that day, in the past few months, the other party must have taken advantage of the rest time before dinner to sneak away Cleaning up so the other students wouldn't see, but at the end of the day, Snape was so nice to him, he could have done better not have gone, hadn't he?

If it weren't for Snape's reminder, Ron would have almost forgotten about "cleaning the basement with the idiot for a whole semester". Hermione was right, people tend to forget things that they don't want to remember .

So, what does that mean now?If he cleaned with this guy, would Snape get his five points back?And the previous fifty points? (Although he doesn't remember whether he actually deducted it in the end)

[Why don't you start making up for it today, if Malfoy is willing, you don't have to wait until next semester to make up for the previous vacancy. 】

Hermione and Harry looked at him sympathetically, but there was nothing they could do.

Ron looked down.Although he didn't want to stay with Malfoy before Christmas, he couldn't deduct more points from Gryffindor. It had to be said that this was a chance to make up for it.

[OK, I can,] he said with difficulty, [anytime...]

【Yeah?How about just tonight, Weasley? ] Malfoy straightened his scruffy collar (Ron seriously suspected that he was happily thinking about his plan), without even frowning.

【Oh, okay,】 Ron came back to his senses, glanced at Snape behind him, gritted his teeth and agreed, 【I will... before dinner...】

[What are you talking about, Weasley? ] Malfoy raised his eyebrows unilaterally, 【It's after dinner, right away.You said before dinner, you want to fool me casually, right? 】

Snape: […]

Yes, without fires, dormitory night chats, and wizard chess, Ron thought, just dungeons, stain remover, and Malfoy, and it would be the worst Christmas Eve in eleven years.

Tomorrow was Christmas, and tonight, there were more roast chicken and apple pie on the long table in the Hogwarts dining room than usual, but Ron thought they tasted like slippers.Just as he was enjoying his dinner, and cursing Malfoy for losing his hair, the other party turned around like a long-eyed back and cast a smug eyebrow at him.

childish ghost.Ron picked up another chicken leg. He needed to be fully prepared for battle, and the second-hand wand had already been polished with his clothes.Not to be outdone, he rolled his eyes at the other party, and quickly turned his head away.

[You haven't forgotten anything, Weasley? 】Ron and Harry just walked to the door of the restaurant when they were blocked by the evil trio.Malfoy stood in front of Crabbe and Goyle, looking like a swanky marionette, but Ron wasn't in the mood to taunt him just yet.He snorted softly: [Of course I didn't. 】He comforted Harry with his eyes, and added: 【I plan to go back to the dormitory first to make preparations. 】

【Do it—ready? ] Another annoying long accent, the other party grinned, 【Relax Weasley, Professor Snape didn't ask you to play Quidditch. ] After finishing speaking, he seemed to glance at Harry nervously, and then returned his gaze to him: 【You'd better not play tricks, come with me now. 】

Harry went up to him angrily, and Ron grabbed his sleeve and leaned into his ear: [Feed Scabbers for me, Harry? 】Harry pushed his glasses, and replied softly: 【If he makes things difficult for you, tell me as soon as possible. 】

[Potter whispered to Weasley, huh?Next, shouldn't we have a hug and bid farewell to Yiyi? ] It was the voice of the boy impatient.

Ron felt that he had matured, and now he could successfully endure Malfoy for more than three sentences, which had to be said to be an improvement.He watched Harry walk away step by step, step forward, and walk up to the bastard.Because of his sudden movement, the opponent's gray-blue pupils trembled.Ron deliberately looked to his left and right: 【You're going to take your troll friends to clean up together, aren't you? 】Pure temptation, if the opponent is three people, he will be slaughtered.He wasn't sure if Snape would allow Malfoy to be so rampant, but it was certainly possible.

【Of course not, just the two of us. ] Unexpectedly, the other party stared at him for a few seconds and said. [Crabbe and Goyle are just dropping in to the lounge and won't be with us. 】Ron didn't expect that he would explain it to him seriously. In addition, he wanted to remind him that the word "we" was not used between them.

[Okay,] but he just shrugged indifferently, [Go. 】

This is a very strange arrangement.Ron walked in the front, followed by Malfoy, and finally Goyle and Crabbe side by side, but this is not an inverted [Y], Malfoy is very close to him diagonally behind, and he can hear every step he takes The synchronous breathing of the other party made Ron feel unnatural even waving his hands.

The sight of students passing by in the hallway is tense. [Not fair,] Ron let out a deep breath, thinking, [Why Malfoy can enjoy this so much, but I feel like a prisoner under escort. 】

Malfoy hadn't lied to him, and Crabbe and Goyle parted ways with them as they passed the Slytherin common room.Ron had never been in the Slytherin lounge before, and when Crabbe and Goyle opened the door (their password was [Bloodline]!), he glanced in casually.A rough stone room with a grayish green light, as if a snake was about to emerge from it at any moment. He had some sympathy for Malfoy. If he lived in this kind of place, he would have brain problems like him.

The underground classroom was not far away, and Malfoy walked skillfully to a small door next to the classroom, crossing his arms.

【……what? 】

[Open the door.It contains the tools you need. 】The other party raised an eyebrow.

【It's like you don't want to use it. ] Ron muttered.After all, he was the one who was late cleaning up so many times (although he was fined only for preventing her from hurting Hermione), he opened the little creaky door and took out two mops, two rags and half a bottle Stain remover polish.

[No, Weasley.Just take one of each, ] the other party said in a tone of concealed happiness, 【Today is your special session, I don't plan to take credit from you.After all, you're still relying on it to help Gryffindor regain some poor points. 】

Ron gave him a cold look back, and stubbornly carried a large pile of things into the basement classroom.Malfoy sniffed disapprovingly.

after an hour

【Hey!I think you'd better do something! ] Ron shouted angrily at Malfoy who was sitting on the seat reading a book, 【Cleaning is also your task! 】

【Oh, listen to the speech of this trustworthy Gryffindor,】 Malfoy turned around with a smile and said in a pretentious tone: 【"Cleaning" is your "task"!Weasley, why didn't you think of this sooner?Do you know that I'm waiting here...I'm getting impatient looking at you like this? 】

Without further ado, Ron threw away the mop with a [bang], angrily walked in front of Malfoy, and snatched his book: [You are too... Hey!What's this? The latest volume of The Adventures of the Mad Muggle Martin Miggs? 】

【What did you say? ] Malfoy frowned in confusion, 【What Muggles? 】

["The Adventures of the Crazy Muggle Martin Miggs"! 】The first few pages of the book were missing, so Ron had to excitedly point out the villain on the inside page,【This is the man, Martin Miggs! 】

【You said he was a Muggle? ] Malfoy said unhappily, 【This is not my book, I took it from the lounge, damn it, I thought he was a pureblood. 】

[Does it matter? 】Ron sat down next to Malfoy, 【He is very powerful, and his experience is also very interesting. 】 His little face was flushed.He had recommended this book to Harry, but Harry said he knew too many of these books, and in the Muggle world, children could get so many coloring books, which made Ron envious, of course, Harry No.

[Of course it's very...] Ron didn't hear what Malfoy said behind him, and the other party's voice gradually weakened around him, turning into a slightly rapid breathing.He was already immersed in the picture book, and his father didn't buy him the latest one, and he secretly prayed that he could understand the whole plot before Malfoy came back to his senses, and turned the pages quickly.

The basement classroom was surprisingly cold, and there was a faint smell of stain remover and polish.It's no wonder that at this moment, Hogwarts is being embraced by the white snow.The white air exhaled from Ron's mouth merged with another one next to it, making Martin Miggs' face blurred.

Ron twitched his nose happily, and he smelled the familiar, sweet scent of mint wine again.

☆、Chapter 15

This time the smell was very mild, like hot water from a bath slowly pouring into his skin, and every pore was ironed open.

Ron rested his chin lazily on the desk, his golden eyelashes fluttered gently on his lower eyelids, like a sleepy cat.Finally, he skimmed through the comic book, yawned loosely, and lay down on the desk in a daze, with his head turned towards the person next to him.

Under the dim candlelight, the man's blond hair shone indistinctly, and his figure swayed, turning into the outlines of several annoying ghosts, making it difficult for people to see clearly.

【Do not move! 】Ron let out a dissatisfied cry, not realizing that his voice had become obedient and soft. He fixed the opponent's shoulders, and the double image finally disappeared, and the smell of mint wine became unstable. Flowing in panic.

There is not much distance between the two people.At some point, their thighs even touched each other.Ron knew his head was not clear.Why did the other party seem to be stunned, with obvious confusion flashing in his eyes, why didn't he tell him to hurry up and go to work?Why not mock his taste in reading?Why didn't he continue his tirade on the question of blood?

He didn't know, he didn't know anything, at this moment, even the underground classroom was not in his consciousness, it became very small, retracted into a warm rosebud.He inexplicably felt that in his body, there was also a strange flower bone that was breaking free from some kind of bondage, growing and turning red.

[Hmm...] To be honest, he doesn't think he's got his own vocal cords back yet.The pain in the body can only be relieved when he inhales the mint smell. This smell brings him a tempting coolness, but where does it come from?The voice in his head reminded him that when he smelled, wasn't this ghastly thing hanging around?

Ron's hands let go of Malfoy's shoulders, slowly moved up, and climbed onto Malfoy's neck...

A gust of cool wind blows, carrying the unique smell of night.Ron's sanity was pulled back violently by the rustling sound of leaves shaking the snow. The other person's face was gradually becoming clear. He shook his head. Suddenly, the smell of mint rushed over like a fierce sea wave, warmly drenching the whole room. Ron's sanity disappeared again. He put his head in front of the white neck that smelled good, and his messy red hair was tightly attached to it. He groped, and his soft nose finally touched the other's skin, light and greedy. Taking a deep breath, the body in his arms trembled violently.

[Your, smell, nice...] He didn't know what he was talking about, but he did.

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[Ron!Wake up! 】

Ron was awakened by a violent shaking, and he looked sleepily at the excited Harry: [Good morning, Harry. 】

【Merry Christmas! 】Harry has never been so happy,【Hurry up, Ron, I have a lot to say to you. 】

【Merry Christmas. 】Ron smiled happily, he was already half awake, remembering that he seemed to fall asleep very early yesterday...

【What's wrong? 】Harry looked at Ron who suddenly sat up on the bed in confusion, 【What happened? 】

【Harry...yesterday...how did I get back? 】

【I have no idea. 】

【what? 】

[I wasn't in the dormitory last night, and you were already lying on the bed when I came back... I was just about to tell you about last night. 】

Harry pulled him into the lounge: [I was worried about you last night, and Malfoy might take the opportunity to trouble you, so I stayed up all the time, thinking about waiting for you to come back.But you never came back. After the lights were turned off, I heard movement in the lounge. I thought it was you, so I ran out, only to find it there...]

Harry pointed to the beautifully decorated Christmas tree in the center of the common room.

[When I came out, I saw a paper bag floating in the air, saw me coming, it landed under the Christmas tree, and shook a few times. 】

[So I walked over and it said it was for me—] Harry took a note from his pocket and gave it to Ron, it said:

[To Harry Potter:

Your father left this thing to me before he died, and it should be returned to you now, so you can use it well.Sincerely wish you a Merry Christmas. 】

[No signature. ] Ron turned the note over and frowned, 【What next? 】

[So I took it apart, and this is inside. 】Harry held out a shiny silver fabric, 【An invisibility cloak, you must know what I saw when I went out wearing it last night!I saw a mirror with my parents in it! 】

Harry described last night in detail.Ron was sincerely happy for him, but he had his own doubts hidden in his heart.His memory is slowly coming back into place, the last memory of last night is around 07:30, he cleaned the entire classroom, physically and mentally exhausted, then Malfoy seemed to be watching "The Adventures of Martin Miggs", and he Watched it with him (recalling this is already very scary), and then...

He has no memory of what happened next, let alone how he got back to the break room.Harry said he had gone out in the cloak after ten o'clock, and he hadn't returned by then.What did he do during the three hours in between?

Ron felt the need to speak to Malfoy.In between, though, he would open presents with Harry first.

[Why is yours a horseshoe-shaped chocolate, but mine is a strange-flavored bean? 】Ron compared him with Harry's gift from Hermione and yelled dissatisfied.

[The card said: Merry Christmas Hermione] Harry shrugged, [Nothing else. ] Even so, his big warm eyes are still full of joy that cannot be hidden.

Hermione's Christmas card to Ron showed a red-haired puppy with black eyes and a pink tongue sticking out, and Ron poked his finger a little bit happily.Harry's is a beautiful landscape.

【What's this? ] Ron saw Harry shake a coin out of a small, tiny envelope.It shines on the floor.

["Gift" from the Dursleys. 】Harry said sarcastically, but when he saw Ron's expression: 【Uh... If you like it, I'll give it to you. 】

【marvelous! 】Ron put his arms around Harry's shoulders, and the two of them got closer. He pointed the coin to the sun: 【Dad will definitely like it very much, a Muggle coin!You see, its luster is golden pink...]

Harry felt happy, bubbling in his veins.Here he was wanted, liked, no yelling, no scorn, just... just tons of presents and Ron Weasley, his innocent, lovely best friend.

At this moment, his active friend brushed his head off his shoulders and propped himself forward, enough for a huge gift box. [Oh, no,] He covered his face as soon as he opened it, [My mother knitted you a Weasley sweater, yours was green... and, as usual, a big bag of fudge, sea Greg loves to eat the flavors my mother makes. 】

The red-haired friend shakes off the sweater with him.My friend's is fuchsia.It matched the other's skin and hair, Harry thought.He didn't have to go back to Privet Drive during the three-day Christmas break, and Ron would be with him.The temperature of the fire in the common room was just right, and his friend's cheeks were rosy. He looked disgusted, but he still put the sweater on his body and gestured.After gesturing for a while, he turned his head, looked at Harry and the sweater in his hand, and pursed his lips: [I want to see what you would look like in it, Harry.It's nice that you don't have your initials embroidered on this one. 】

The two leaned together by the fire, sniggering and unbuttoning their pajamas.Buddy seemed quite used to being naked in front of people of the same sex, and Harry, who had never been taught to care about it, didn't turn sideways.His friend's pajamas brushed against his fiery red hair, like a breeze blowing through a flame. He was sitting sideways opposite him, and Harry saw the soft fuchsia fabric slide over his friend's white waist, and soon fell completely like a curtain call. , he doesn't lick his lips for anything.

[Very nice, Harry, it suits your eyes. 】The friend said with admiring eyes.A few owls flew by outside the window, and the sky in the snow was white and bright.A pure, never-before-seen sense of tranquility hit him, and Harry knew he would remember this moment. He slowly moved closer to his friend's ear, smelling the scent of clean soap and grass: [Ron, wait until In the evening, would you like to go to the mirror with me?I want you to see my parents too, and I want to tell them that your family is very good to me. 】

Ron looked at him.There was a quiet touch in those blue eyes. [Okay, of course.It's Christmas, you should stay with them... I don't think any teacher will force me to clean the Potions classroom on Christmas Eve, right?Damn Malfoy is home too, isn't he? 】

Harry smiled.From nowhere, there was a faint fragrance of roses.It was winter, Harry thought, and someone must be secretly using magic.

Ron was puzzled as to why he saw Malfoy on the long table in Slytherin, who was rarely accompanied by a follower.Slytherin had more people missing from the table than the other three houses.

Platinum hair was sitting in the void, and the wind from the Hogwarts snow had almost blown him away.The other party was absent-mindedly eating the eggs and bacon on the plate, and there was no oil stain on his mouth, because he would touch the corners of his mouth with a white napkin from time to time.

affectation.Ron turned his head, but before that, the other party accurately caught his sight in the crowd of Gryffindor.Ron subconsciously looked away, and with a [ding——], he knew that the other party's knife and fork had fallen on the plate.

He will ask, he must know what the other party did to him last night.Just last night, nothing was going the way it was during the day, and Ron felt like he was in a daze to sit so close to a Malfoy and read together.

He turned completely to his house.Harry was discussing football with Seamus, Hermione came home, Neville searched for his toad in a panic, knocked over a chair... the twins were coming in through the door.

[We hit Professor Quirrell on the back of the head with a snowball.His turban is just too weird. ] Fred laughed.

【strangeness.We can sell this hood in the future and give it to the people you hate the most at Christmas. said George.

Then Professor Quirrell walked in, his face very pale.He didn't even stop at the table, grabbed a piece of bread and hurried away.If Hermione was around, and the twins were disrespectful to the professor, it might cause the college to deduct points.

Harry's eyes followed the back of Professor Quirrell's head. Seeing that the other party was about to disappear behind the door, Harry let out a cry and covered his lightning-shaped scar.

[What's the matter, Harry? 】

[Nothing, I'm also surprised. ] said Harry, rubbing his scar.

Ron was about to turn his head and continue drinking milk, but Malfoy put himself in his sight again.He seemed to be about to leave, Ron quickly drank the milk at the bottom of the glass and said to Harry: [Don't wait for me. 】

【Malfoy! ] Ron realized that today's annoying ghost is a bit strange, he is afraid of him, and his eyes have been avoiding him.This gave him the courage to stop the opponent.

The figure with a straight back stopped, and it was not until Ron came to him that he turned around, with an impatient look: [What's the matter, poor ghost? 】

Ron was not frightened by the other party's bad attitude, and realized that the other party was trying to leave from the side, he grabbed the other party's sleeve: [We... Let me talk to you, okay? 】

The other party's gray-blue eyes were fixed in the cold wind, and depression and confusion flashed in them, and the snowflakes drifting into the corridor gently kissed his face.

[What's the matter? 】His voice lowered, as if compromising.

Ron pulled him into the corner. [Yesterday...after I fell asleep...what happened?Why did Harry say I was going back to my dorm late? ] Ron swallowed, what he actually wanted to ask was if he sent him back.

【Well...】The other party stared straight at