twins of hp

Draco hardly moved during dinner.The steak almost made him cut into minced meat.The back of them holding hands and walking back to the castle was repeated in his mind.Rationality made him do nothing, just watch them from afar.He doesn't understand why he listens to reason, when he should beat it up and kick it away.

Never had he hated Potter so much for a moment.If it wasn't for him, if he died obediently, wouldn't there be any obstacles?He would not obey his father's words and draw a line with her.He also hated the Dark Lord deeply. It was his return that disrupted everything he had planned.He didn't care what wizard ruled the world, he just wanted to be with her and form a small family.Have some lovely children.Always be with them.

Theodore looked at Draco who was slicing the meat gracefully, and shut his mouth tightly.He didn't want to offend him when he was in a bad mood.He remembered deeply how he had cast the Cruciatus Curse on him.He looked at him so coldly, as if he couldn't see a trace of the friendship they had played since they were young.If, if one day, he could be appreciated by that great wizard.Could he just step him down?

"How was your trip to Hogsmeade today? What did Granger tell you?" Elena asked as she came out of the dining room.

Nancy didn't make a sound, she thought about it, "We are best friends, aren't we?" She looked into Elena's eyes.

"Of course! Unless you don't think so." Elena pouted, a little unhappy.

"You know, my brother is Harry. He is very good at Defense Against the Dark Arts. I wonder if you would like to join me in his tutoring. I mean..." Nancy told her in detail He repeated what Hermione had said. "Even if it's just for one more learning channel?"

"Sounds great!" Elena thought for a while and said.

"Really? You can come with me if you want," said Nancy.

"Is this appropriate? Will they be unwilling? I'm a Slytherin." Elena said worriedly.

"I'm a Slytherin too!" Nancy said with a smile, "It's okay, you come with me."

The next day, a large notice was posted on the bulletin boards of the four colleges.Posted by Umbridge.The content is that all community activities are prohibited.No organization, association, team or club shall be formed on its own without the approval of the Senior Inquisitor.

This made the 26 people who gathered on the first day very nervous and panicked.It's a coincidence that they don't know what's wrong.It couldn't be Elena, she wasn't that kind of person, and she had no whistleblowing position.She hated Umbridge as much as she did, and thought her lessons were a waste of time.So how did it leak out?Nancy stood in front of the announcement and studied the content carefully, and found that it was all clubs. If the school's official organization such as Quidditch was included, then it would not be a problem!

She came to the restaurant and found that the people who gathered yesterday were making eye contact with each other.The trio didn't know what they were talking to George Fred.Fred looked up to see Nancy watching and he waved to her happily.In Draco's eyes, it was proof that they were flirting early in the morning.He shook the quill in his hand vigorously, quickly added a few more words, folded it, and left the restaurant without even thinking about eating.

The first class was Transfiguration class, and Nancy was not at all surprised to see Umbridge sitting upright in the last row with a blue book clip.She showed up in History of Magic class.Senior investigator!It's just that Professor Binns is a ghost. After teaching, he passed from the blackboard to the next room, and didn't let her find a chance to make things difficult and arrogant.But Nancy doubts whether Professor Binns will care for her even if there is such an opportunity.

After class, Umbridge blocked Professor McGonagall who was about to leave. Nancy really wanted to hear how the head of Gryffindor made her suffer, but she didn't have this opportunity.But soon she saw it in the Potions class the next day.

"We have a guest today." Snape introduced the uninvited guest sitting in the last row with his usual sarcastic voice as soon as he entered the classroom.

Umbridge held back for more than half an hour, she didn't want anything to be caught in Snape's hands, such as accusing her of affecting teaching.She waited until he had finished what he had to say and began to inspect the potion brewing situation before going up.

"I heard that students are often injured in potions class?" Umbridge looked at him maliciously.

"I heard?" Snape looked at her inscrutablely.

"Yeah, there are always such and such sayings..." Umbridge wrote a few lines in the notebook on his own. "Then can you tell us about your work before you entered Hogwarts to teach?"

"Does this have something to do with my current teaching?" Snape looked at her indifferently.

"The Ministry needs to fully understand the background of teachers." Umbridge replied with a smile on his face, holding a quill pen and preparing to write expectantly.

For the first time in Potions class, Nancy lost interest in brewing potions, even forgot the steps, and just looked at the two of them back and forth.

"Don't add gangue powder, this is the third step." Snape stopped at Nancy's step, then glanced at Umbridge, his eyes became colder, "I suggest you ask Dumbledore profitable."

"I know he trusts you, but with all due respect, I work in the Ministry after all and know a lot of inside information." Umbridge noticed that the students' ears were all pricked up, and she was even more proud. "But I'm afraid it's not like that." I believe you."

Snape looked at her quietly, and when he saw that everyone was feeling a little hairy, he said slowly, "I don't want to waste an afternoon convincing others to believe me, if you don't have more exciting questions...then , you can leave." With a wave of his wand, the door bounced open.

"There is one more!" Umbridge said angrily, "Is Nancy Potter your adopted daughter? Why do you think Dumbledore separated their siblings and gave them to you to raise? I learned about it from other sources. It seems that you were their father's deadly enemy when you were in school!"

Now everyone stopped what they were doing, and raised their heads to look at them in unison.

"I hope you understand that you're asking me a personal question! Is this what the Ministry of Magic needs to know?" Snape's black eyes narrowed completely, looking like a snake ready to attack, and his voice changed. very dangerous.

Umbridge paused for two seconds, as if his momentum had weakened, "That's what I want to know. I found that with the same confinement content, one can persevere, while the other screams for pain when it comes up, and then runs away. I wonder if it's something to do with upbringing? Or," she gave Snape a wry smile, "who raised them?"

"If you want to know what the problem is? I have a better idea." Snape answered the question so seriously for the first time.

"What?" Umbridge asked, taken aback.

"You might as well try that blood-sucking pen yourself, and you'll know why some people run away!"

Umbridge straightened her writing board, and began to write furiously and furiously.Snape didn't bother to talk to her anymore and began to check the progress of the students in the classroom.

"You'll get the investigation report within a week," she said stiffly.

"Can't wait!" Snape said indifferently without turning around.

"Wow, I think the dean is so handsome!" After class, Elena and Nancy moved towards the restaurant with the crowd.

"I hope he won't cause trouble for answering like this." Nancy replied with a little worry.

"Trouble? Look at you! The night you made a mess of Umbridge's confinement, you didn't worry about getting into trouble!" Elena pointed out sharply.

"Yeah, I was a little impulsive that day. But I'm afraid it will happen again. There's no way, Umbridge is too disgusting!" Nancy defended herself.

"The dean thinks so too." Elena said with a smile.

When they came to the restaurant, owls delivering letters and packages flew in from time to time.

"I wish they could be brushed more often." Nancy tossed aside a feathered quiche.

Draco took the letter and package from an owl's leg, and couldn't wait to open it.But the more he looked at his face, the darker it became.He crumpled the letter paper, his face full of frustration and unwillingness.At the end of the letter, his mother asked him to give Astoria the candy in the package. (Girls always like these sweet little things that you give her with your own hands. I think, if you want, you can make her want you. Don't think of anything else, you know your father!)

He begged her like that, but got this answer.This made him very suspicious. In the eyes of his parents, which one is more important, the family or him?

"Draco, Mrs. Malfoy sent you candy again?" Goyle's saliva was about to flow down.

"Take it and eat it." Draco glanced at him and gently pushed the box towards him.

Goyle immediately hugged the box in his arms, Crabbe was not there, he had to find a place to destroy them all while he didn't know!