HP Wizard Age

"Bring it here, Knightley!" Percy said sternly.

"Watch your tone, who do you think you're talking to, Weasley!" Draco's tone suddenly became ruthless.

Harry was extremely anxious, but he couldn't do anything to Astria.

"Astria, really, please!"

Astria handed out the diary, Harry snatched it at once, thanked him quickly, and ran away with Ron.

Her expression was not so relaxed, because just now she saw that the red ink in the diary had been absorbed, and a line of words appeared—Hello, my name is Tom Marvolo Riddle.

Something is wrong with this diary!

She was a little absent-minded for the rest of the class, and Draco couldn't figure out what was wrong with her after thinking about it for a long time.

Draco had to go to Professor Snape to make potions these days, and Astria ran to the library, but she couldn't find it after searching for several days, so she simply gave up. Could it be that weird Can the diary run by itself?

"Hey Astraia."

"Good afternoon, Hermione." Asteria put down the book in her hand.

"Are you studying the magic circle?" Hermione also saw the book in her hand.

"Well, it's interesting." Asteria took notes while reading a book, and occasionally drew a few strokes in the notebook.

Hermione took a deep breath, and refused to admit defeat and took a book about the magic circle from the bookshelf. Those magic circle books were covered in dust because no one borrowed them, and Hermione even choked on it.

As soon as she opened it, she saw complicated patterns, and immediately closed the book.She only has some talent for magic patterns, but she is only dazzled by magic circles.

In fact, Asteria is not very good at it. She can only study some simple magic formations, such as drawing a heat preservation formation to keep the room warm, but it can't stop her interest.

Neither of them mentioned the matter of the Chamber of Secrets, they had said everything they needed to say, and they understood what they needed to understand. Astria planned not to get involved, and of course Hermione, as a friend, would not force anything.

Students in the library were no strangers to Gryffindor and Slytherin girls studying together.Slytherin and Gryffindor also pretended to turn a blind eye to this, after all, they were the number one and number two study freaks in the school.

Occasionally Draco would study with her in the library, so Hermione would turn around and write a paper in Gryffindor with Ron Harry as soon as she saw Draco.

Today Draco finished studying with Professor Snape and ran to the library to find her. He saw Hermione who ran out on the other side and complained to Astria with disgust: "Why do you have to talk to that moron?" people of melon origin to study together?”

Astria said that she could tell Hermione some girls' little secrets, and she called back.

What should he do?He can't be a girl!

But it is true that in addition to discussing learning issues, she and Hermione will also discuss what girls like and what hair accessories and headgears are popular in the wizarding world recently, and some beauty spells that may be used in the future.

Could she be discussing beauty spells with Draco or how much hairspray to put on to get a scruffy ponytail...Merlin...

Thinking of this, Astria carefully looked at Draco's hair.

I have to say that Draco's hair color is really beautiful, and the platinum blonde can also shine brightly under the green light of the Slytherin ceiling, which is very beautiful.

Asteria's gaze made Draco gradually feel uncomfortable, he felt his cheeks began to heat up, he had never experienced this feeling before, a little embarrassed, even a little bit wanting to run away.

"Look at what?" Draco bluffed.

Asteria retracted her eyes belatedly, her back felt hot, she didn't investigate carefully, but her mouth was one step ahead of her mind, and she said, "Draco, can I touch your hair? "

Draco stared blankly.

In the next second, he felt a pair of hands on top of his head, patting, rubbing and poking.

Wow...it's soft!Asteria moved closer to Draco curiously, focusing on Draco's hair.

So soft!She thought that gelled hair would be stiff, but she didn't expect Draco's hair to be so fine.

Astria moved closer, almost wanting to nest in Draco's arms.

Draco subconsciously raised his hands in embarrassment to protect the girl's sides.

The distance between the two is getting closer...

He suddenly felt a girl's unique sweet smell surrounding him, like his favorite green apple-flavored candy, like the sweetest chocolate cake, like black tea with a dozen spoons of honey and sugar added.

It was so sweet that his throat was bubbling, and his heart was itchy.

Draco's eyes flicked across the girl's round chin, bright red lips, small and exquisite nose, and those black eyes that shone like stars.

"Draco? Why are you blushing?" Asteria withdrew her hand, sat back to her original position, blinked, and asked in puzzlement.

Draco thought he might actually be a little uncomfortable, just now he had been focusing on the girl's long eyelashes instead of waving her hand away to keep her from touching his hair.

Seeing Draco's strange look, Asteria stretched out his hand in doubt, and touched his cheek, it was still a little hot, did he catch a cold?

As a result, Draco suddenly came back to his senses, waved her hand away, stood up abruptly, glared at her in embarrassment, forgot the purpose of coming to find her to go back together, and ran away.

Asteria blinked innocently, and now she went to apologize to Draco that she didn't touch his important hair on purpose, if it didn't work, she let him touch it back.

According to Blaise, Draco combed his hair back every day seriously, otherwise it wouldn't be unruly all day.

Astria was inappropriately worried about Draco's hairline again.

She also immediately packed up the books and parchment and caught up with Draco.

He was absent from the Slytherin lounge, however.

According to Crabbe, Draco ran back to the bedroom as soon as he burst into the lounge.

Astria also returned to the dormitory, called out the little paper figurine, and tapped it with her magic wand.

Draco was sitting on the edge of the bed in the dormitory, covering his face. He was a little confused about the emotions that came out just now. When he realized it, he had already waved Asteria's hand and ran to the dormitory. Here comes.

If his father found out, he would be punished for copying the platinum family rules fifty times.

Delacomer carried the platinum family rules on his back, trying to calm himself down and sort out his emotions just now.

He felt his sleeve being pulled, and looked down, it was a little paper doll.

Seeing the owner looking at it, the little paper man immediately turned around and dragged out the double-sided mirror in the space bag—this was a Christmas gift from the two of them this year.

"Draco Draco Draco Draco Draco!"

Draco almost didn't recognize his own name due to the series of shouts. He felt his face was hot, so he simply flipped the double-sided mirror upside down. He replied in embarrassment: "Shut up!"

The other party immediately made a series of fake crying sounds.

Before he could think about what to reply, another sentence came from the other side, "Are you shy, Draco?"

It's abominable... Knightley...

After Asteria heard Draco's angry no, she collapsed on the bed laughing, and she just realized that Draco should be shy.

Draco covered his face and cursed, trying to lower the temperature on his face, he felt the strength on his sleeve again, and looked up at the double-sided mirror.

After more than ten minutes, Astria finally cheered up the embarrassing young master.

The other end was coaxed back, and the young master Draco raised the corners of his mouth, humming and putting the double-sided mirror into the space bag.