HP Wizard Age

Chapter 36

After several heavy rains at Hogwarts, the sky finally began to clear up at the end of November, but the temperature also cooled down, and the grass around the Black Lake was covered with a layer of frost every morning.

It's still two weeks until Christmas, but Hogwarts is already in the festive spirit, and Professor Flitwick has started decorating his classroom with glowing fairies.

Professor Lupine also hung Christmas rings in his classroom, and even the spooky Potions class symbolically hung Christmas bells.

The last week of this term is the last Hogsmeade week.She and Draco were both home for the Christmas break this year, and New Year's Day was just around the corner this year.Those who are staying at school are discussing what to buy for Christmas in the village.

Astria has also been worrying about Christmas gifts these days, and she plans to see what good things are available when she goes to Hogsmeade this time.

It snowed on the day I went to Hogsmeade, and all the scenery was covered in silver.After going to the Honey Dukes and the Seasoning Joke Shop a few times, Asteria is no longer new, and she doesn't need to eat candy or pranks often.

She prefers to spend time in magic equipment stores and spell bookstores. Usually only Draco will accompany her at this time, and Crabbe and the others are not good at reading.

"You should come out for a walk, you've read enough books at Hogwarts." Draco saw that other girls were in the magic cosmetic shop, trying their favorite cosmetics with feathers, or in the tailor shop Try out the new robes.

But she has been soaking in the equipment store.

Astria put down her things and felt that she should be active, except for Quidditch, she really had no activity.

"So shall we go to the Scream House?"

Draco gave her a sideways look.

Asteria giggled and took his hand, "Just kidding. If I were going to go for a walk, I could only think of making a snowman—a snowman made with hands."

Make a snowman?Well, another snowman.Draco thought helplessly.

The two of them walked out of Hogsmeade and went to the nearby woods to build the snowman that Asteria wanted.

"Draco, Draco, you stand under this tree, don't move!"

When Draco didn't understand and stood under the tree, Asteria kicked the tree with a smirk.

swiftly—

All the snow that had settled on the tree fell off, burying Draco in one fell swoop.

By the time Draco got out of the snowdrift angrily, she was already leaning on the tree trunk laughing and rolling forward and backward, even though she was also half buried by the snow.

"Knightley!!" Draco took off his hat and shook off the snow on it, then swept away the snow in front of him, climbed out of the snowdrift with great effort, and then went to pull Ah who was still laughing in the snowdrift. stria.

"Okay, let's make a snowman?" Draco sighed helplessly and amusedly.

In the end they still built a snowman.

"What's the sound?" Astria held a big snowball and looked back sensitively.

"What?" Draco piled another ball on top of the snowman.

"Maybe I listen..." Before she finished speaking, Astria felt that she was hit, and the snowball in her hand was hit and scattered all over her.

footprint?There was only her and Draco here, how could there be another person's footprints?

Draco picked her up just in time to see Ron and Hermione running towards him.

This reminded Astria of what happened in the first grade, and they disappeared like this.

So that was Harry just now?

Draco also saw the footprints on the ground. Combined, it was not difficult for him to guess who the person who just bumped into Rhiya was.

"Have you lost even your education? Potter. Oh! Maybe you haven't."

Hermione Ron stopped and looked at each other in surprise. How did Draco know that it was Harry, and it would be a bad thing to let him know that Harry had an Invisibility Cloak.

But Harry was blown away with rage over what he had just learned.

Draco's words were like a fuse, Harry pulled off his invisibility cloak, stood in the snow and yelled incoherently, "Yes! How could my Muggle uncle teach me parenting! My parents were the most Good friends betrayed to Voldemort! He betrayed them! He is still my godfather! And you must know! You are Malfoy, and you used to work for Voldemort too!"

"Harry!" Hermione screamed and stopped him.

But Harry felt his heart was filled with hatred, and he just wanted to say, "You're proud of Malfoy? If he comes to Hogwarts again, I'm ready! I'll kill him if he comes to me!" After saying this, Harry glared at Draco viciously, Black is the most loyal servant of the mysterious man, and a former accomplice of the Malfoy family!Even the second grade diary belongs to the mysterious man!

Draco stood next to Asteria with a very ugly expression on his face, a curse hit Harry's feet, he gritted his teeth, "Shut up Scarhead!"

Hermione Ron ran forward and stood beside Harry, watching him worriedly.

"You can't do this Harry, you can't go to Black!" Hermione's voice was full of panic.

Asteria glanced at Draco, who was so angry that his hair was about to explode, and walked into Harry step by step.

Draco looked at her, panicked.

Harry panted heavily, clenched his fists, and still stared at Draco with a ferocious expression, as if he was about to rush forward, not paying attention to her who was coming forward.

Hermione Ron didn't know what she was going to do, and when they all looked at each other, they saw Asteria raised his fist and punched Harry hard.

"Oh!" Hermione covered her mouth.

Astria didn't care, and while Harry was struggling, he picked up a ball of snow and threw it on his face.Hermione quickly pulled her away.

"What are you doing!" Harry hammered the snow furiously.

"I don't mind punching you Potter again." Asteria said coolly, "I'll just say, he won't remember what I said then." She said the last sentence to Hermione.

Hermione remembered the prophecy, "What does that mean."

Asteria raised his eyes and glanced at Draco who was on the spot, and stared at Harry on the ground, his voice was full of indifference, "It's useless to say it, so why should I tell him."

"He's Malfoy! The diary belongs to his family!" Harry snapped his neck.Hermione covered his mouth and told him not to speak.

Astria stopped in the middle and frowned, "I know, so what?"

"Is Malfoy an informer? Or did Malfoy kill your parents?"

Harry couldn't tell, neither did Malfoy, Malfoy just simply hated him and hated him.

"It seems that Gryffindor only blindly blames others, and doesn't choose what to say? Lost his mind by anger? You will regret it, Potter." Asteria raised a sarcastic angle at the corner of his mouth, and finished speaking At this point, she walked up to Draco, pulled him up and left.

On the way back, Asteria scolded Potter all the way. From Potter with a big scar to a big dung head, Draco heard at least ten kinds of descriptions. He deeply felt that he was too weak in cursing before. up.

"Why don't you talk... Draco..." Asteria stopped her scolding Potter, and shook his hand with her mouth pursed.

"Do you care about what that big dung head said? That diary belongs to my family." Draco used her description, which obviously appeals to him at this time.

"What do you care about?" She asked strangely.If she hadn't picked up the diary, that incident had nothing to do with her.That could only be her bad luck.

"I'm Malfoy." Draco looked down at their shaking hands.

"Those are the decisions you made?" she asked back.

He shook his head.

This is not his decision, this is his helplessness, because that is his family.

"You haven't done anything bad Draco, so why should I care? Just because you're Malfoy, then I'm going to overrule everything about you?"

Maybe for Harry Potter, Draco taunted him for more than two years and was the one who knew Black, so Draco was the abominable and abominable Malfoy.

But to Astria, Draco was gentle and indulgent, and uniquely good to her.

She will feel and judge by herself, and she does not need to listen to others.

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