[HP] Tsundere from afar

On the day before school started, Gary and I went to Diagon Alley to buy things for the new semester. Surprisingly, many stores in Diagon Alley were closed, and even Mrs. Malkin's store was deserted.Diagon Alley, the busiest place in the British magic world in the past, is strangely deserted at the moment.

"I told you that there has been a lot of turmoil recently." Gary spread out his hands. He was wearing a black coat and a gray hat today, and still had a cigarette behind his ear.

"Are you really not going to elope with me?" Gary asked me, his gray eyes bright and sincere.

After I greeted Mrs. Mojin, I walked towards Lihen Bookstore and turned my head arrogantly: "I won't elope with a smoker!"

After buying the book, I took Gary to the only store in Diagon Alley that was still very popular with great interest——

The Weasley brothers' joke shop.

"Fantastic taffy here!"

"Mist Powder!"

"There's also constipation!"

On the high platform, the two red-haired Weasley brothers were cheering, with enthusiastic smiles on their faces, as if they were always Gryffindors, and they could bring us joy and excitement.

Since dropping out of school they've focused on bringing joy and fun to wizards, and there's no denying that they've been very successful, and Gary and I both found good things to do here.Perhaps this has something to do with our restless and restless nature.

"To be honest." Gary looked at those strange gadgets with great interest: "It's like returning to my childhood."

"But when we were young, we never came to this kind of place to buy things." I raised the corners of my mouth slightly.

Gary raised his eyebrows, he bent down and whispered in my ear, his gray eyes flashed jokingly: "Yeah, we usually like to pick up other people's leftovers, which saves money."

"Like the basketball we picked up before?"

"Please!" I muttered, passing a particularly unorthodox skull necklace to Gary, "This is quite a gangster style!"

I thought of some of the joys of the past, and couldn't help but snicker. When I raised my eyes again, I saw a platinum-blond head flashing past the window, which made my eyes widen.

"Draco?!" I rushed out of the joke shop before I moved consciously, but there was no sign of Draco when I looked around, as if I was daydreaming just now.

"What, Eve?" Gary poked his head out behind me, with the necklace I just handed him still hanging around his neck, looking at me a little suspiciously, "Who is Draco?"

"A classmate." I smiled slightly with the corners of my mouth pulled, a bit of disappointment buried in my eyes.

Yes, Draco, we even had a honeymoon a month ago, but now he and I are like strangers, it seems that we have nothing to do with each other.

That doesn't sound pleasant at all.

We were still in the same box on the express, and I saw a friend I hadn’t seen during the holidays. Ron, who I despised the most in the past, has grown particularly strong. This height always reminds me of some titles such as muscular men.Everyone seems to have grown up overnight, becoming strong and responsible, mature and capable.

"Hey, Harry!" I said hello to Harry, "how is Sirius?"

"He's fine. He's still being treated at St. Mungo's." Harry smiled at me, looking much more stable.But then he looked at me with a constipated face, as if he wanted to say something to me.

Please, I really didn't snatch his toilet paper while he was squatting.

"what happened?"

"We saw Draco the other day, in Diagon Alley."

I shifted my eyes to Hermione suspiciously, and Hermione raised her eyebrows and nodded at me: "We saw Draco and his mother enter Borgin Burk in Knockturn Alley together."

Ernie stopped eating and muttered, "I know, they only sell black magic things there."

"Draco got a cabinet, and there are some strange people in there." Harry frowned, he looked like Sherlock Holmes who was investigating, "like an initiation ceremony."

I wasn't happy when he said that about Draco, and I didn't save face, which made Harry unable to say anything at once.

"Okay, Harry." Hermione said, she took Harry's hand: "I know what you want to say, but..."

"But it's true, he's one of them." Harry gave me an awkward look, although he still insisted on his point, but these testimonials made me feel as irritable as my menstrual disorder.

"You think Draco is a Death Eater, Harry?" I tilted my head to look at Harry, and said uncomfortably with my hand on my chin.

"Don't be funny, what does You-Know-Who want with Malfoy?" Ron made it hard for me to tell whether he was complimenting or criticizing that, but I thanked him for defending Draco.

"Then what are they doing in the black magic shop, looking at the furniture?" Harry spread his hands in confusion, "His father is a Death Eater, that's a fact. And you all saw it at the time!"

"Harry." My voice became a little heavy, as if I wanted to stop the argument between us, and it seemed to calm down the sad and messy emotions in my heart.Because I know Harry is telling the damn truth, he's Sherlock Holmes from Hogwarts!

"Please at least trust my eyes." I showed Hufflepuff's innocent and kind smile, "I promise Draco is not the kind of person who will hurt us."

To be honest, if Draco shot behind me, I'd rather believe the gun went off.

The atmosphere in the box became strangely quiet, and Harry finally stopped talking in embarrassment. He looked helplessly anxious: "I'm going out to get some air."

After Harry walked out of the box, Hermione pulled me over and asked, "Are you still with Draco?"

I turned to Hermione blankly: "I don't know, maybe it didn't turn out as expected."

"Oh, that sounds terrible." Hannah exclaimed, covering her beautiful mouth: "I went to Neville's house to play during the holidays."

So, can being Hufflepuff's best friend use simple brains to hurt each other?

Harry didn't show up until we walked into the lobby, which made Hermione and the others anxious, but I was so hungry that I began to concentrate on eating the nice-colored fruit jelly on the plate.When I looked up for a moment, I met a gaze on the long Slytherin table in the distance.

Draco didn't sit in the front seat this time, he sat a bit back, looking a little sad.His cheeks became sharper and thinner, but his outline became more and more exquisite like a knife carving. His gray-blue eyes seemed to flash in panic, and he quickly lowered his head, and then I could only see his platinum hair.

I unconsciously felt a little uncomfortable, feeling that Draco was not cute, bad or tsundere at all, and the most frightening thing was that he looked grown up.

Harry was late, he looked neat and hurried, but at least he was whole.I'm a little surprised that Draco didn't insult Harry, Harry is so cute and shy.

Wait, where did I go?

Dumbledore started his annual speech as in previous years——

"Have a great night everyone!"

We fell silent and focused our attention on Dumbledore, who was still elegant and funny: "First, let me introduce our newest teacher, Horace Slughorn. Professor Slughorn has agreed to return to his post. Formerly a Potions teacher."

Everyone began to applaud sporadically. I noticed that there are very few students this year, and it seems that there are a lot of students who have dropped out or transferred.

"At the same time, the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher will be held by Professor Snape."

I just put a spoonful of fruit jelly into my mouth, gushed out instantly, and fell into Ernie's basin directly opposite. The dense malice emanating from it.

I looked at Professor Snape on the teacher's seat with a satisfied smile like an idiot, and felt that it blinded my beautiful dog eyes.Professor Snape is the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, this is the greatest malice I have felt since I entered school!

If I had known it earlier, I would have transferred...

The next day, I felt that life was hopeless. When Hannah dragged me into the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in a daze, I saw Professor Snape in a black robe, black hair, black eyes, and a black face. .

"Practice armor protection today." After explaining the essentials of armor protection, Professor Snape took us a bunch of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw to the practical classroom. Classes are even a little more enjoyable.

In order not to hurt the innocent, Ernie and I practiced relative to each other. Although Ernie was a little embarrassed when he heard the result, he still took out his wand helplessly---

"Attack me, Eve."

"Except your weapons!"

"Armor protection!" Ernie was surprised to find that there was no response after he cast the spell.The reason is very simple, I did not succeed in releasing it at all.

"Except your weapons!"

"Armor protection!" Ernie couldn't help but covered his face in shame, he didn't want to see me being stupid anymore.

I gripped the wand and yelled, "Disarm! Do yourself a favor!"

Our awkward and awkward group managed to attract Professor Snape's attention, and he walked over with big strides, with a smile that would tear me apart from the corner of his mouth.

"I've always heard that Miss Ruth's Defense Against the Dark Arts class is not very good." He said through gritted teeth, "It's really horrible to look at now."

I hung my head hopelessly, thinking that it would be better for Snape to become a Potions professor, as he would make me lose my sense of security at Hogwarts.

"Now you practice with me." He sent Ernie away and stood across from me.

I want to play dead now...

Until the end of Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Hannah and Ernie were still looking at me and giggling.After all, my spells are really amazing. There are only two types of spells for me. If you practice them well, you will always know them; if you can’t practice them, you will never know them.

To be honest, can I give Professor Snape a beauty spell, because the pores on his face look clogged with oil or blackheads.

"Enough." I looked at my bad friends helplessly, "Hannah, don't you know that girls who love to laugh are usually more prone to eye lines, dry lines, fine lines, and crow's feet than others?"

Hannah froze for a moment, then her cute little face that was smiling slowly drooped down, and finally looked at us expressionlessly.

It is worth mentioning that I was able to attend Professor Slughorn's Potions class. You must know that this kind of advanced potions class usually only recruits O. W． Students with O grades in Ls.

"But this professor agrees that students with grades of E can also participate." Hannah tugged at my sleeves, and she looked at me expressionlessly, as if what I said this morning left a lot of impression on her shadow.

Ah, lovely Hufflepuff.

After we walked into the Potions class classroom, there were already many students (crossed out) Xueba in it. Walking into this pile of Xueba Xueshen, I, a scumbag like me, felt a little flustered for some reason.So I honestly went to the cabinet to get the potion book, and when I was about to pick up a textbook, my other hand reached for that book.

I looked up in surprise, and felt something soft brush against the corner of my mouth unexpectedly.Then I turned my face and saw Draco's face close at hand. I could clearly see the delicate fur on his face and the startled light in his gray-blue eyes, and even his breath was faintly scattered on my left cheek. .

I blushed weakly, but Draco was obviously much calmer. He took the book and said to me very calmly, "Good afternoon, Ruth."

"good afternoon."

However, the moment Draco and I passed by, I saw that his red ear tips were revealing his master's inner activities cutely.

I'm actually a little bit ecstatic.

Professor Slughorn's potions class was similar to those before, except that the potions he was exposed to were more advanced and difficult to make.It is worth mentioning that Harry always performed well, which made Draco, who was originally the number one, look very bad.

In fact, everyone, including us, felt that Harry was cheating.

Forget it, he is the protagonist and we don't have the same knowledge as him.

wrong.

So am I a system bug?