The Son of Light of the Snake House

"I have to ask you, Harry, is there anything you would like to tell me," Dumbledore said softly while sitting in front of the table with ten slender fingers facing each other, "anything."

"No," said Harry, "nothing, sir."

...............

Christmas is coming.

The students are so panicked by one accident after another, they don't think too much about the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets and the heir - it's just a joke, and who can really take it seriously?Especially after everyone knows that this so-called horrible petrification can be solved by using those ugly mandrakes under the care of Professor Sprout in the botanical classroom, this is no longer a big problem.

What they really thought was more realistic: How could someone attack a nearly headless ghost, and what kind of dark and terrifying power could hurt a dead person so much?

The students scrambled to book tickets for the Hogwarts Express home, hoping that before they got into an accident, they could at least go home for a happy Christmas.

Daniel filled out the application form for retention as usual - he had to use this time to hurry up and write off the paper that was due to Professor Wells.

Draco also unexpectedly applied to stay in school.

"Daddy's sweetheart won't be home for Christmas?" Daniel looked at him suspiciously.

Draco blushed immediately: "What are you talking about! I only stayed because of how pitiful you are!" He snatched the application forms for retention from Crabbe and Goyle next to him, and refused to let them fill out : "You can go home if you want to go home, don't worry about me."

The three of Harry also stayed, but they couldn't come directly to play because of Draco.Until Daniel called them.

"...Why let them pollute the Slytherin lounge!" Draco was very dissatisfied.

"Huh? When I saw you saved Harry, I thought you two had become friends?" Daniel paused, then reached out to rub his hair: "Just discussing academic issues."

Draco faltered, and finally didn't say why, he just puffed up his cheeks angrily, and was then pinched by Daniel.

"What are you doing?" Draco glared at him, seeing how Daniel quickly withdrew his hand, suddenly realized that something was wrong, and stretched out his hand to rub his face.

"You actually put hairspray on my face!"

"Hahahahahaha!" Daniel died laughing.

The platinum-blonde boy screamed, jumped up angrily, grabbed the dark green and silver-edged pillow behind him, and hurled it vigorously into the face of his gloating friend next to him.

"That's not a gentleman, Draco!" Daniel grabbed the pillow and threw it back on Draco's head: "I didn't ask you to apply so much hairspray!"

Harry and the others stomped coldly in front of the Slytherin lounge, and finally waited for Daniel to open the door.

"I'm sorry, I've been waiting for a long time." Daniel said a password, and opened the door.

"It hasn't been too long..." Harry rubbed his hands quietly, and suddenly felt that Daniel was not the same as usual, he looked carefully--"Why did you use hair gel?"

Daniel's footsteps paused without a trace: "Ah, you can see it? I'm trying a new change, how about it?"

"Handsome!" Hermione responded immediately, the usual fluffy silver hair was sticking up with hairspray, but it was a little more rebellious than usual.

Ron and Harry looked at her strangely, and moved away a little in silence.

And after the three of them went in, they saw Draco with flushed cheeks and messy hair.There is no hairspray-filled hairstyle like that of a little adult, but this boy looks younger, especially when he is still curled up in the corner of the sofa with Slytherin's pillow in his arms.

Seeing a few people coming in, Draco was obviously taken aback, then immediately jumped up, threw the pillow in his hand to Daniel, gave him another hard look, turned around and ran towards the stairs of the dormitory.

Daniel didn't turn his head back, he reached out and grabbed the pillow casually, then turned his head and greeted several people: "Sit down, do you want to drink anything?"

Ron & Harry & Hermione:  …

Harry sat on the dark green sofa.Ron and Hermione couldn't stop looking at the lounge where he almost lived in. They were really afraid that a nest of Slytherins would pop out at some point and throw them directly into Professor Snape's potion cauldron. Boil it into a paste...

Ron was flustered with idleness, until Draco came upstairs with a new shine, and threw him a roll of newspaper gleefully: "Look, this is a piece of news that makes people laugh when they see it."

Harry saw Ron's eyes widen in astonishment.Ron quickly read the newspaper clipping, moved his fingers very reluctantly, and handed it to Harry again.This is an excerpt from the Daily Prophet which reads - Arthur Weasley, Director of Investigative Misuse of Muggle Artifacts at the Ministry of Magic, was fined today for enchanting a Muggle car Fifty Galleons.

Ron's face was contorted with anger, he looked like he wanted to punch Draco directly, but he just stood there for a long time, and finally didn't do it.

Because he knows that everything is because of himself.

Harry looked at Daniel reflexively, but found that Daniel didn't want to express his opinion on this, or stop them or something... He pulled Ron down and changed the subject silently.

"What do you want me to do, Daniel?" he asked.

"I want to ask you about Parseltongue—" Daniel smiled shyly, "I'm learning by myself, and it seems that my progress is a bit too slow. I'm a little anxious."

Daniel rolled his tongue slightly and let out a creepy hiss, which instantly woke up Ron who was in a daze.

"You actually learn Parseltongue?!!!" He yelled in horror, almost retreating on the sofa in fright.

Harry was also horrified to find that he understood what Daniel was saying.

"That's pretty good, isn't it? My language talent is indeed not bad." Daniel looked up proudly, and answered Ron's question: "Actually, it's not surprising that every language can exist in the world. In the world, there is naturally his reason, if everyone can't, wouldn't this kind of culture be lost?"

"But...but" he's a Parseltongue!It's still the Parseltongue that I can't avoid, dare not talk about, toss and turn every night!thought Harry.

"I thought about it. Parseltongue doesn't have any other functions other than being able to talk to snakes. It's just like people can talk to cats and dogs. There's no difference."

"And..." Daniel squinted his eyes, and the bright candlelight was reflected in his eyelashes: "The main body of the mistake is the person, not the tools he uses, isn't it?"

That look reminded Harry of Professor Snape for no reason.

The author has something to say:

Draco wanted to save face because he felt ashamed.

Ron felt guilty because he brought up the matter of driving and was speechless.

Daniel has always been not interested in children's discussions, he will take care of them when he is in a good mood, and he usually ignores them.

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