The Son of Light of the Snake House

"And then what?" Draco asked tightly, "What about the ending after that?"

"The ending?" Daniel snatched the cookie from the plate he was holding and threw it into his mouth, and answered him vaguely: "The ending is that the dragon was defeated and everyone returned to the country safely. The prince became the king, the holy son was promoted to the bishop, the mercenary group earned a lot of money and expanded, um——this is really a happy ending for the family!"

"So you finally told us a must-have story for Children's Day?" Draco threw the plate away in frustration, and then pointed to Harry who was quietly listening to the story next to him: "I don't like to hear such childish stories." , in the future, you should tell them to forget it, I thought it would be something else... Did you play tricks again?"

The platinum-blond boy narrowed his eyes suspiciously, and kept looking at Daniel.

"How can you think of me like that? I'm serious about sharing my past life with you!" Daniel immediately complained for himself, and rubbed the pink velvet in his arms.

This was the new friend Hagrid had chosen for them.It is a small creature with a docile personality and a round, furry body.Apparently, after the big man learned some dire lessons, the instructional program swung from one extreme to the other.

Although all the girls are very, very satisfied with the puffs, there are still quite a few boys who show dislike and disdain for them.

"This doesn't show our temperament at all!" "Bring Buckbeak back!" the boys said, and secretly looked at the girls to show their masculinity.

The girls were indifferent to such childish behavior, and they were too busy discussing other things.

such as:

"Oh, Daniel's way of touching the plush is so gentle and handsome."

"I want to touch too..."

"What do you want to touch? Puffy fluff? Or..."

"Damn it, I don't know who to envy!"

And so on.

Draco sat down angrily, and rubbed his black plush velvet several times: "I believe you!" He said, "I don't believe you..."

"Ah——" Harry next to him let out a rather eye-catching sigh, which attracted everyone's attention.

And he didn't seem to realize anything, he unconsciously rubbed his brown plush in his hands, and stared at the grass with blank eyes: "Ah————"

Ron looked at a loss as to how to comfort him, and Hermione looked at him and explained to the two Slytherins (mainly Daniel) in a low voice: "Sorry, Harry, he's just... a little sad, you know , just that afternoon, his Nimbus 2000 was given by that Whomping Willow... er... shredded into pieces?"

Ron patted Harry on the shoulder with a sad expression. Harry didn't respond at all, so he chatted with them: "Harry didn't do it on purpose. Nimbus 2000 is like a friend to Harry. ... He probably still has no way to get out of the grief."

Draco didn't have any sarcasm after a long absence, but commented calmly in his unique tone: "It's understandable, after all, for a Quidditch player, the broomstick is their half body-but this is also an opportunity, Come and change to a newer and better broomstick, which can give yourself a greater boost."

"Harry is a long-term lover!" Ron immediately defended.

"Long-term love does not delay changing brooms." Draco pointed out this point sharply: "As far as I know, there may be a lot of money in the Potter family's vault, enough to buy a new Firebolt for myself. Arrows Now, if you start ordering now, then he will have more time to get used to it. The mission of the broomstick is to help the master win, not to take up the time the master should have been training to mourn for it for a whole year-so you Gran Does Fendo still want the Academy Cup?"

Ron immediately got stuck, he hesitated for a long time, and finally muttered: "You finally said something reasonable."

Draco raised his head: "Everything I say makes sense, it's just that some people can't hear it because they are too stupid."

Ron: "You!!!"

"Okay, okay, don't quarrel, don't quarrel." Hermione skillfully controlled Ron to persuade: "Harry is very smart, he will realize what he thinks."

"Harry?" Daniel called after thinking for a while, "Harry?? Harry!!"

"What? Oh! What's wrong!? Is get out of class over?!" Harry jumped up, obviously startled.

"get out of class is not over." Daniel was a little helpless: "If you keep rubbing like this, your plush will turn into a pom pom."

"???" Harry hurriedly looked down, and immediately let go of the plush in his hand, watching it jump up and down aggrievedly, only to realize that his hands were covered with soft brown fur.

"Sorry, sorry..." Harry apologized under his breath, "I was just... thinking about something."

"What are you thinking? We might be able to help." Daniel looked at him with concern, then stretched out his hand and gestured in a circle: "You can trust us."

"Oh...thank you." Harry met Daniel's eyes and somehow felt a little guilty.

Lots of people came to see him, but nothing they said or did could make Harry feel any better, because people only knew half of his troubles.Deliberately to make him happy.

He didn't tell anyone what he saw ominously, namely the big dog.However, the truth is that it has appeared twice, both times followed by near-fatal events: the first time, when he was nearly run over by the Knights bus; fell off his broomstick.

Is Ji Xiang going to haunt him until he really dies?Was he going to be on guard against the beast for the rest of his life?And then there are those dementors.Everyone said they were horrible, but nobody else was quite like him, which made Harry feel sick and humiliated all the more.

He also didn't want to tell his friends about these bad things and make them worry about him, so... he could only keep silent for the time being.

Looking at his troubled face, Ron knew that he was thinking too much again, so he sighed and changed the subject: "Then you can order another one for your broomstick, haven't you always wanted the Firebolt. Arrows?"

"Uh, about that..." Harry said hesitantly, "I want to see if there's any usable ones in the school broom shed..."

"If you do this, then you will definitely regret it." Draco said unceremoniously: "Gryffindor will definitely lose to Slytherin."

"Hey!"

Draco turned a deaf ear to Ron's dissatisfied voice. He reached out and pulled Daniel up from the lawn, patted his robe again, and looked down at Harry: "What I said will be true."

"Okay! get out of class is over now!" Hagrid yelled nearby, so that the scattered free-roaming students could hear: "This week's homework is to take care of these children! Next class will see who can take care of them better!"

Everyone dispersed.

The author has something to say:

Harry still wanted to save money, but he was still a little stubborn, he didn't want to accept help from others, and he didn't have a clear understanding of Hogwarts' crappy brooms.

The stories Daniel told his professors and friends were different, just like the gap between fairy tales and real life.He has let go of that experience, and will always remember them in his heart. If he only clings to the past, he will never be able to make progress. It is he who imprisoned himself.

Thank you for all the nutrient solutions that the cuties gave me (?????) Quickly give me a sip

感谢在2021-02-1802:55:36~2021-02-2001:40:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of no regrets;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!