HP Wizard Age

"What are you laughing at?" She slapped Draco in embarrassment, she said a lot, and Draco didn't answer her a few words, making her look extremely stupid.

Draco was in pain, and rubbed his chest with his free hand. With such strength, it seemed that Potter couldn't get any better.

They stood in the snow for too long, and Astria's eyelashes were covered with small snowflakes, and her cheeks were flushed, and she didn't know whether she was angry or blown by the wind.

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The Hogwarts clock struck noon.

Draco reached out and pulled her into his arms, buried his head in her scarf, against her cheek, and there was a coolness about her body, which added a bit of coldness to the scent he liked very much.

"Merry Christmas Rhea," he said.

Astria was stunned by this sudden blessing, her exhaled breath formed a white mist in the air, and the neck was extraordinarily warm.

She blinked, and slowly wrapped her arms around Draco's waist, a smile creeping up the corner of her mouth.

"Merry Christmas Draco."

Could she, wouldn't she, think that Draco kind of, liked her too?

"It's really rare, Draco." Blaise walked to Draco's side, "Where is the little canary who has been following you all the time."

"Little Canary? Astria?" Draco raised his eyebrows, saw Blaise nodded, and continued, "She's not a canary." Can a canary be a punch?

"Okay." Blaise raised his hand begging for mercy, "Today is the third day of school, but she hasn't come to school yet."

"Since when did you pay attention to this kind of problem?" Draco narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Hey! I just want Parkinson's to stop!" Blaise yelled.

For the past few days, Pansy Parkinson has been calling Draco to the left and Draco to the right through his throat. When Knightley was around, he didn't see her coming forward.

And she changed her perfume again, it was too sweet and greasy.

Knowing that Pansy has been staring at the seat where Knightley is sitting, Blaise wants to take care of his nose, so he wants Knightley to show up quickly and let Parkinson calm down.

"She'll be back tomorrow." Draco was obviously impatient with Pansy's behavior, her perfume made him dizzy, but out of noble etiquette, he could only use his eyes to force her back, not rude words. Words told her to stay away from him.

The next day, Astria was directly apparated by her father to Dumbledore's office. After completing the admission procedures, she sat directly in the dining room and began to enjoy her breakfast.

"Oh, dear Astria!" Blaise shouted kindly when he saw someone sitting opposite him when he entered the restaurant.

"Good morning, Blaise. I didn't expect you to welcome me so much." She pretended to be emotional.

"Oh! Of course welcome to our Slytherin's Kedman Rose."

What the hell is Slytherin's Kedman Rose?Astria looked disgusted.

Draco sat down next to her and looked up at Blaise too.

"Don't you guys know?" Blaise raised his voice.

"Say something quickly." Draco ate a cherry tomato impatiently, and knew it was not good when he heard it.

At this age, boys also start to pay attention to girls, so they secretly observe beautiful girls and give her titles based on their appearance.

And Asteria was very honored to receive this title. The Kediman rose is a kind of flower used by nobles. Although it is difficult to raise, once cultivated, the flowers it blooms are very beautiful.Because it is difficult to raise, not many people have seen the flowers bloom.Mysterious, this suits her perfectly.

Draco turned his head to look at Astria, who had a disgusted expression on his face. He always knew that she was beautiful. As she grew older, the little girl's facial features also grew, and her unique taste was also added - different The transparency of her peers - she always knows the most.

Coming from a prophetic family, it added a bit of mystery to her, which was easy for little boys to attract their attention.Not to mention she was already good looking.

Draco snorted secretly, and they came up if they dared.

This incident was an episode in the morning. Although Astria was disgusted by the title, it didn't make much difference to her life.

She still participates in team training, researching her magic circle, potions, or going to the library in her spare time.

Hermione seems to have picked up all the lessons, and prefers to discuss issues with her, because Hermione says she can always bring something to her.

"Hermione, you look so tired lately."

Now the two of them sat and rested by the Black Lake.

"It's okay, Astraia, they were too noisy in the lounge, so I can only take time off to write my thesis." Hermione had dark circles under her eyelids, "If it weren't for you, my divination The class papers can't be finished at all, and Professor Trelawney actually said that my soul is too old and the halo on my head is too weak!"

Hermione was obsessed with the fact that her soul was too old.She seemed to have found someone to confide in, and she talked to Astria about the matter that had been in her heart for a long time—she and Ron's pet disagreement caused their current relationship to be tense.

"Wait, Ron's pet is a mouse?" Asteria asked with a complicated expression.

"Yes, it's not Crookshanks' fault that Scabbers got lost now!" Hermione remembered Ron yelling at her, her eyes were slightly red.

"To tell you the truth, Hermione, there is a mouse that often visits my dormitory, and she often likes to steal Bara's things." Asteria also has a big head, and she thought it would be much better after changing the prefect's dormitory, but no. , I heard from Bara that the mouse came again, and even drank several bottles of potions secretly, which made her very angry.

Hermione looked up at her.

"When you say that, I think of it. That mouse seems to be Ron's Scabbers." She had seen Scabbers on the train in the first grade.

Hermione opened her eyes wide.

"Don't let me catch that mouse, it drank a lot of my potions!"

Asteria only gave Hermione this year's Christmas gift, and Ron and Harry didn't even think about it.Fortunately, what happened last time didn't cause too many problems for her friendship with Hermione.

"I just said Ron wronged Crookshanks, that rat!" Hermione didn't like that rat either.

Then Asteria got busy again, Slytherin was going to play Quidditch against Hufflepuff, Hufflepuff changed a Seeker this year, so they had to train new tactics, they didn't want Slater The Quidditch Cup that Lin had won for eight consecutive years was broken in their hands. It was really embarrassing.

The other three houses also wanted to stop Slytherin here, and this match was fiercer than ever. When everyone thought it was going to be the night, Slytherin won.The Quidditch Cup belongs to Slytherin again!

The three houses on the pitch moaned, and there was a burst of cheers from where the Slytherins were.The Slytherin team formed their formation and flew around the pitch several times.

Astria felt that her hands and legs were weak when she got off the broom, and it was Millicent who was sitting next to her at the dining table—a plump girl with a round face helped her all the way to the lounge.

During the Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall congratulated Slytherin expressionlessly. Gryffindor came in second this time, only thirty points away from them.Then he talked about the exam week, and the classroom suddenly burst into mourning.

Exam week has begun, and there are more people in the library, and sometimes you can't find a vacant seat.Astria remembered the Response Room, which was not too bad.

So she took Draco to the eighth floor, walked back and forth in front of the tapestry three times, and a door appeared on the door.

"Welcome to the Response Room!" Asteria made an exaggerated welcome gesture.

The Room of Requirement has been transformed into a very comfortable study lounge with refreshments.

"Paine told me this, and sometimes I practice spells here." Asteria put the black tea in front of Draco.

Draco was glad he knew another little secret of hers.

The exam week is not particularly difficult for the two of them, except that it takes up their time, nothing.

With each exam, some students became more and more relaxed, while some became more frowning.