Chapter 77 Malfoy's Invitation

At the end of November, the Quidditch match came again, with Ravenclaw playing Hufflepuff, and it turned out that Ravenclaw won.

The whole house exploded with joy, they defeated Secrek, the Seeker who was as good as Harry!

"We won! We won!" Betty was so happy that she almost jumped up from the audience.

"Yes, we won." Winnie nodded in agreement, and it was not hard to hear a hint of joy in her tone.

"Long live Ravenclaw!" Jacob cheered loudly with joy.

The atmosphere at the scene was very high, not only Ravenclaw was crazy, but even Gryffindor was the same, because Hufflepuff's defeat meant that they had a chance to comeback.

This time, Harry made up his mind that he would win no matter what!

After returning to the waiting room, everyone couldn't calm down the mood just now, and they were still discussing the game just now, talking about how they won Hufflepuff.

November has passed beautifully, December is here, and the time for the Christmas holiday is approaching.

Those Christmas decorations can be seen all over Hogwarts, including classrooms.

In an instant, everywhere is filled with a strong Christmas atmosphere.

This time, Winnie did not stay in school, but went home for Christmas.

Betty is very excited about this, because she plans to organize a Christmas party.

It's just that this plan was forcibly interrupted before it was formed. The reason was that Betty's father got a vacation and planned to take a family Christmas trip when Betty came back.

So Betty could only give up her long-awaited Christmas party with hatred.

It's finally the last week of term, and seniors can go to Hogsmeade again.

On Saturday morning, the seniors set off for Hogsmeade one after another.

Since Betty planned to waste a day in her life, Winnie went to the library alone to read a book, and by this look, the sun was almost setting.

Winnie moved her slightly sore shoulders and maintained the posture of reading a book, which was also very tiring.

At this time, there was a cry from my stomach, which was obviously a message that I was hungry.

Winnie rubbed her stomach, and then remembered that she hadn't eaten anything other than breakfast today.

So she lowered her head, silently packed the things on the table, and prepared to find something to eat.

However, at this moment, the vision suddenly dimmed, as if something was blocking her.

Winnie looked up, and a touch of amber gold appeared in front of her eyes.

Draco pulled out the chair indulgently, and sat across from Winnie.

Winnie stared blankly at Draco, not expecting him to appear here at this time.

Because the place where she sits is not very conspicuous, it should be said that it is a place where no one will notice. There is only one table in this area, the table is next to the window, and the other three sides are bookshelves.

"The patron saint of magic?" Draco glanced at the book in front of Winnie, raised his eyebrows, and then seemed to think of something, and said lightly, "I heard that your summoning guardian has not made any progress. "

After hearing Draco's words, Winnie came back to her senses, pursed her lips tightly, and said nothing.

Indeed, for more than a month, she was still standing still, unable to summon anything.

"Do you need me to teach you?" Draco rested his chin, his gray eyes were fixed on Winnie, and there was an unknown smile in his tone.

"What?" Winnie asked in a little surprise after a pause.

"You seem surprised." Even if the expression didn't show it, Draco could still feel it from the tone.

"A little bit." Winnie nodded honestly.

Draco raised his eyebrows, but didn't respond to it, and said after a while, "Just this Christmas vacation."

"Christmas leave?" Winnie paused, "But I don't plan to stay in school."

"I know." Draco said very calmly, and then said again, "Didn't your father tell you?"

"tell me what?"

"You'll be spending this Christmas holiday at my house." Draco said happily, curling the corners of his mouth.

Winnie looked at Draco in a daze, and it took a long time before she said, "When did it happen?"

"A week ago, my father sent an invitation letter to your house, and your father also agreed." Seeing Winnie's dumbfounded look, Draco suddenly had the urge to poke that face Impulsively, "However, judging by your appearance, it seems that your father hasn't told you yet."

Yes, Brett hadn't told her.

Thinking of this, Winnie couldn't help frowning slightly, she was a little bit resistant to going to Malfoy's house.

However, why did Brett suddenly agree to this invitation?

Winnie was thinking suspiciously, and at the same time, a loud gurgling sound suddenly came from her mind.

Draco paused, saw Winnie lowering her head and stroking her stomach, and realized that the other party was hungry. After thinking about it, he said with a slightly unhappy expression, "Didn't you eat lunch?"

Winnie shook her head, and said an answer that stunned Draco: "I forgot."

"Idiot." Draco resisted the urge to ravage Winnie's face, and said slightly sarcastically.

Inexplicably being called an idiot, Winnie looked at Draco suspiciously.

"Here you are." Draco pulled out a small object from his pocket, put it on the table, and waved his wand lightly.

I saw that in the next second, the thing slowly grew bigger and turned into a large bag full of candies. Judging from the words on the paper bag, it was Honeydukes candies.

"For me?" Winnie hesitated a little.

Draco didn't speak, stretched out his hand, and pushed the candy in front of Winnie, expressing everything with actions.

Winnie's eyes were glued tightly to the bag of candies, feeling more and more hungry.

"But you can't eat it now." Draco raised his eyebrows, and seeing Winnie looking up at him, he added, "You can eat it after you have eaten your dinner."

Winnie stretched out her hand, opened the candy bag under Draco's sight, and looked at the various candies inside, feeling a little itchy in her heart.

"Your expression now makes me worry, a candy can abduct you." Draco said sarcastically.

Sure enough, she couldn't use normal means to treat Winnie Einstein, and she was more willing to accept candy than expensive jewelry.

However, if Candy can lure her to his side, he doesn't mind buying the entire Honeydukes in the future, and at most he can make a few more bottles of anti-cavity potions.

Not knowing what Draco was thinking at this time, Winnie hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't match the desire in her heart, hugged the candy bag into her arms, and said to Draco: "Thank you."

The corners of Draco's mouth curled up, seeing Winnie looking down at the bag of candies again with a ready expression, he waved his wand.In the next second, the bag of candies became smaller and returned to its original appearance.

"Let's go, I'll take you to find something to eat." Draco stood up from the chair, there were more than two hours before dinner, and he planned to take Winnie directly to the kitchen to find something to eat.

"But..." Winnie wanted to say that it was almost dinner time, and she could eat candy to fill her stomach first, but Draco pulled her up before she could finish her sentence.

"No but." Draco overbearingly dismissed all Winnie's words, and pulled her towards him with force.

"Wait, the books haven't been packed yet." Winnie pulled back her hand, stuffed the shrunken candy into her pocket under Draco's sight, then picked up all the books on the book and put them aside of magical tidy bookshelves.

After all this was done, Winnie's hand was suddenly held, not holding the wrist, but a standard hand-holding form.

Winnie stared blankly at the hands exchanged between the two, and realized something in the next second. She wanted to pull out her hand, but was grabbed even harder in the next second.

Draco's hands were big and unexpectedly warm, which was very warm for Winnie, who had long-term cold hands and feet.

Moving his gaze to Draco's back, an inexplicable inexplicable emotion suddenly surged up, not disgust.

Draco happily dragged Winnie towards the kitchen. He didn't see anyone along the way. In fact, even if someone saw him, he didn't care. Instead, he felt better. It's better to let that scarred head, and that What Alan saw.

If Blaise could hear Draco's thoughts at this time, he would definitely be dumbfounded about his wayward way of declaring sovereignty.

Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, Draco secretly pinched Winnie's little hand, and it was as smooth and soft as imagined.

The journey that could be reached in 3 minutes was dragged by Draco to double the time. Even when they reached the kitchen, they had no intention of letting go.

The house elf, who was busy preparing dinner, saw Winnie and Draco suddenly appearing, and was so pleasantly surprised that they cheered.

"There are guests!"

"It's little Mr. Malfoy and little Miss Einstein!"

"Are you hungry?"

"Want something to eat?"

All of a sudden, there were noisy voices from the entire kitchen, talking in a hurry.

Draco frowned, and before the house elf spoke again, he ordered a few random foods, and then pulled Winnie to the side seat arranged by the house elf.

The place where they were sitting at this time was in the kitchen, but it was not close to the cooking place at all. In fact, the house-elf deliberately vacated a place for the table and chairs in case the students were hungry or wanted to eat in the middle of the night. , let them sit there and wait to eat.

"Please wait a moment, the food will be delivered to you soon." The house elf put his hands forward, blinked his round and big eyes, and said happily.

And after finishing speaking, the house-elf disappeared in a flash.

The author has something to say: the day is more difficult, I can hardly support QAQ

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like