[HP] The Last Demon King

Blaise felt that his roommate had been mentally ill these past few days. Although he was always not so clear-headed, this time he was obviously more seriously ill.

In the middle of Halloween night, he didn't sleep, and walked around in the dormitory in his daytime clothes like an evil spirit. Blaise saw his flushed face and trembling lips, and felt that he didn't need someone to prick him. The next second he It will explode by itself.

With him walking up and down beside his bed, Blaise felt that even if he barely fell asleep, he would not have a good dream.

"You quarreled with Selwyn?" Unbearable, Zabini talked to him, and Draco turned his head furiously as if waiting for his words, and shouted, "Don't mention her to me! If I talk to her again - I'm Potter's shit!"

Blaise is not interested in caring about him and Selwyn, so what does it have to do with him?To be honest, if Selwyn is a pure blood, then she is quite suitable to be Mrs. Zabini, but unfortunately, she is a half blood - then it has nothing to do with him, as for Draco - whether he fell in love with a half blood, fight Not planning to break up for this mixed blood and family - that has nothing to do with him.

After Draco continued to walk around angrily for a few more times, he finally undressed and went to bed, and Blaise breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he could finally fall asleep.

The next day, when they appeared in the auditorium for breakfast, Pansy looked at Draco in front of him and exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Draco—oh, why do you look so bad!"

When she saw herself in the back, she immediately put on another expression: "What were you doing last night? Blaise, can't your eyes figure it out? It's terribly swollen."

Blaise didn't want to discuss it with her, he thought he was irritated enough listening to the sound of Draco frying pancakes in bed all night.

He grimaced and sat down to eat, and Pansy was not kidding herself, talking to Draco more enthusiastically than ever.

Out of the camaraderie of classmates, Blaise actually does not approve of the combination of Pansy and Draco. Selwyn is good at everything except blood, and Pansy is good at everything except blood. If you have to say it, Draco is still Why not choose Selwyn, he doesn't want the next generation of the Malfoy family to be stupider than this generation - he is really worried about his future children, if they have to deal with so many idiots, they will definitely be worse than their current self Be exhausted.

The seat opposite Blaise was always empty during breakfast time, not only during breakfast time, but Selwyn didn't come to class that day.

On the second day and the third day, Selwyn didn't show up, she disappeared from people's sight completely like a evaporated world, Draco couldn't find a place to vent his anger - Blaise believed he was pancakes on the bed Must have thought of a hundred ways to express his anger and unfeelingness to Selwyn coldly that night-but the audience didn't show up, and the audience said "oh, I don't want to watch" with actions-it was directly unfortunate for Ge The savior of Ranffindor, Draco seemed to have diverted his anger towards Selwyn onto the half-breed, determined to make his life worse than his own.

Occasionally, Blaise felt that Draco was worthy of sympathy, if he hadn't lost his nerves every night - one of them, he woke up in the middle of the night to drink water, and saw a dark figure sitting on the opposite bed, and his heart stopped beating with fright It took half a beat, and then it was clear that Draco was in a daze with a heavy expression——

Blaise is a person who doesn't care much about the outside world, but now he sincerely hopes that Draco and Selwyn will reconcile quickly, whether it is reconciliation or simply fighting to the death, no matter what, end it quickly and give them, the most important thing is , Give yourself a good time.

After returning to school life, Eridins inexplicably found that the seventh-grade students now have an inexplicable hostility towards her. The four colleges in the school, as long as they are in the seventh grade, they all look at her strangely.

After Eridins took a seventh-year Hufflepuff who attacked her from behind to the hospital hospital, she finally knew where the hostility was coming from - Moody's words from the night of the Goblet of Fire went out In the end, it gradually became "Selwyn said that in the seventh grade in the school, no one can beat her magic power".

Many people thought that Eridins was too arrogant, and wanted to teach her a lesson, even if they didn't have the guts to do it, they thought that Eridins was too arrogant.

Aridins was shot lying down.

In the latest issue of the Daily Prophet, the report on the Triwizard Tournament came out. There were only a few mentions about the Tournament, and the rest were all reports on Potter’s private life. Eridins only had her name appear on it. Once, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were treated the same way.

After reading Porter's report, Eridins felt that it was a lucky thing that Rita Skeeter didn't pay attention to her. Look at how she wrote Porter——

"'I still cry for them sometimes at night, and I don't feel ashamed to admit it...' said Harry, his amazingly green eyes filled with tears..." Malfoy said in Slater Lin's table read the newspaper reports very loudly, which caused a lot of laughter. Potter on the Gryffindor table didn't even lift his head, and quickly ate the food on his plate as if he was being tortured.

"Hey, Potter, do you need a handkerchief? Save you from crying in your next Potions class? Professor Snape won't like your sentimentality." As if he couldn't bear it anymore, he dropped the tableware and rushed out of the auditorium.

After breakfast, Eridins followed the crowd out of the auditorium, when a boy in Durmstrang's school uniform stopped her in the foyer on the first floor.

"Hello, Eridings—maybe you still remember me, my name is Jude Craig." Craig looked at Eridings with expectation in his eyes.

She did forget, but Eridins nodded to him: "Hello, I remember."

Craig looked much happier. He didn't seem to notice that there were many curious people around him who deliberately slowed down and eavesdropped. He looked at Eridins shyly and said, "I heard that this Saturday... oh, also Tomorrow, you will organize a trip to Hogsmeade, and it so happens that we have also obtained permission to visit this wizarding town, if you want...can I invite you to go with me?"

A malicious whistle sounded, Eridins looked up, it was Malfoy, he was wearing a mocking and hostile smile, looking at her and Craig coldly, Parkinson was holding him affectionately hand, and looked at Eridins defiantly.

Craig frowned slightly, as if he didn't understand why Malfoy would do this.

"Sorry," Eredins wrote, "I'll be in the library on Saturday, thank you for the invitation."

Her writing was not big, so it could only be seen clearly by Craig and a few people nearby. Malfoy stared at the few light spots, trying to see what she replied.

"It's okay, we'll see you on Saturday." Craig seemed to have misunderstood something, and he smiled heartily.

Malfoy's face turned blue suddenly, he shook off Parkinson's hand, and left in a huff.

At seven o'clock on Saturday morning, Eridins happened to bump into Filch when she returned to the castle from the Forbidden Forest. Just bumped into Filch.

"You... oh, Professor McGonagall, hello, where have you been so early?" Filch said, hunching his back.

Eridins nodded to him, and walked past him calmly. As Arthur said, the Confusion Charm is a good spell, but he didn't say that casting spells on Muggles or Squibs would consume a lot of energy. A lot of magic energy. Fortunately, the person who used it was Eridins. If it was any other fourth-year student, I'm afraid it would be a mess at this time.

She went back to the dormitory and slept until noon. She didn't get up slowly from the bed until some students who had gone to Hogsmeade came back early. After drinking a glass of juice, she set off to the library to read as planned.

Ping Si was cleaning the dust on some old ancient books. She pressed those books on the table and screamed, as if trying to escape from Ping Si's feather duster. Seeing Eredin Si, Ping Si showed a cheerful smile: " Ridings, what a coincidence that you came, this is a new batch of Hogwarts books, and there are some books you are interested in."

"Thank you. Do you need my help?" Eridins motioned to the struggling books.

"Oh, no, thanks. They are prohibited from touching magic, otherwise the text inside will disappear by itself." Pince said worriedly: "This is an ancient protection measure, and it increases my work. I am glad that there are only a few such books.”

Eridins selected two interesting books from this batch of new books, bid farewell to Pince, walked to the other side and sat down at an empty table, and began to read books.

After a while, she felt someone sitting next to her.

"Hi, good afternoon, Eridins," Craig greeted her softly.

Eridins paused, then nodded to him.

Craig stopped talking after saying hello, and concentrated on reading the book in his hand, as if he was there to read the book.

Suddenly, a few small exclamations sounded, Eridins looked up and saw that Krum had just passed by, and a group of little girls followed behind him excitedly, urging each other to ask for his autograph.

"Victor is here to find a girl, do you know that girl? He is often with two boys, with brown hair and a little shaggy hair, who seems to be called Gloger..." Craig said.

"Hermione Granger." Eridins wrote her name on the table, and Craig immediately said, "Yes, that's her. Viktor thinks she's very special."

Eridins didn't answer, and Craig glanced at Krum with interest before lowering his head and reading the book again.