[Comprehensive] Digging Secrets in the Academy of Magic

George was really wronged.

Conscience of heaven and earth, he just wanted to try a new firework, who knew it would just hit this little Malfoy!

He really didn't want to make trouble for Malfoy, he couldn't afford to mess with the other's family, and Al's attitude towards him was really good.

Madam Pomfrey looked at him reproachfully: "Don't do stupid things all the time, Mr. Weasley, it doesn't matter whether you send your classmates to the hospital wing or yourself into the hospital wing, it's not good!"

"I'll tell our dad," Draco threatened.

"No! Draco! It's too embarrassing!" Telling his father he'd been dyed purple by a Weasley?Al would rather wear purple until Halloween!

Draco was dismantled again, looking at him speechlessly.

"I just threatened him and made him scared without really telling my father."

George: "..."

While speaking, Madam Pomfrey had already brought a bottle of potion, handed it to Al, and said: "Pour it into the water when you take a bath and the stain will be washed away, go, kid." She then warned George: "If If I see a kid in the same situation sent to the hospital wing again, I will definitely tell the professor and let them deduct your points."

George was not afraid of deducting points, but he still said obediently: "Okay."

Al put the hood back on, said thank you, and rushed out.

He couldn't stand his new color for even a second anymore.

"Hey, Malfoy! Wait a minute! Malfoy!" Al fell on deaf ears.

"Alris! Al!"

Al stopped abruptly, turned his head and said to George fiercely, "Am I familiar with you? Don't call me that."

"Oh...sorry." George gave a hurt look, "I just wanted to say, I can take you to Percy's prefect bathroom if you want, I guess you don't want people to see you—"

"Don't be stupid, Weasley." Al rolled his eyes at him, and walked towards the Slytherin cellar without looking back, "We have a private bathroom."

Poor George had to stand where he was and watch Al (wrapped in his robes) leave, and Draco's gleeful laughter could be heard from a distance away.

"That's how you should treat Weasley, Al."

"It's two different things, Draco." Al made a small face, "If he doesn't put the prank on my head, I can still consider being gentle with him."

"Then do I have to thank Weasley Red Weasel for playing tricks on you?"

"Draco, I'd consider borrowing a dyeing sparkler from Weasley to dye you Gryffindor red."

"Evil! That's disgusting!"

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Al squatted in the bathtub and poured half of the potion into the water.The water in the tub turned a strange light green color and looked very...disgusting.

Fortunately, the color of the lower body soaked in the water faded quickly, so Al was relieved, and poured the remaining half of the potion into it, and lay down in the bathtub, letting the liquid overflow his whole body. Body.

The prank duo invented is so good that it can stain his skin through clothes, so it's no wonder they can open a joke shop in the future.

It's so embarrassing.How embarrassing!

Ares Malfoy turned purple in full view!

When I read the original book, I thought Gemini's pranks were fun, but after experiencing it personally, he just wanted to tear Gemini into pieces.

Al patted the water angrily, not wanting to think how long this joke of his would be used for ridicule in Hogwarts, where the news was so well-informed.

It's not fair!It turned out that he was laughed at first instead of Draco!

Blame George Weasley!

Al didn't go to the restaurant to eat at all that night, but asked Draco to bring him a lot of food.The delicious food somewhat soothed Al Yuzu's mood, and the strange color on his body was completely washed off.So when he woke up the next morning, he was in a good mood.

——It's a pity that this good mood only lasted until breakfast.

Not long after Al and Draco stepped into the dining room, they found that not only Slytherin, but also wizards from the other three houses were peeking at him.The restaurant was extremely noisy, and he couldn't hear what the wizards were jokingly saying, but he knew it wouldn't be a good thing.

Al again lowered his face and walked straight towards the Gryffindor table.

As Al got closer and closer to Gryffindor, the restaurant became quieter and quieter, and finally the entire restaurant was silent, and everyone looked at Al, trying to figure out that he was a Slytherin and went to Gryffindor do what.

Several Gryffindors stood up vigilantly. Al took George's robe and walked towards the twins who were particularly conspicuous in the crowd. George clearly sensed the purpose of his coming here, and his face flushed.

Al finally stood in front of George and threw a taunt at Gryffindor, who was so vigilant that he even took out his wand, "Why, are you afraid that I, the first year, will murder all of you in the pudding?" Then he threw Throwing the robe in his hand to George.

"The robes for you."

This is not polite, George stuck his head out of his robes, causing a burst of laughter from the other long tables; even so, he yelled to Alphonse's back who was quickly away: "It's really nice Sorry, Al!"

Al seemed to stagger.

He turns his head and mouths George angrily in what looks like "Don't call me Al!"

"I think he's really pissed, bro." Fred smacked his brother's shoulder, gloating.

"Yeah, of course, he's a Malfoy." George shrugged, there was a strange smell in the robe in his hand, it seemed that he had washed his own robe, "I'm more curious about how he Recognize who of us is who?"

The twins turned their heads to Angelina together: "Angelina—"

"No, don't start." Angelina quickly covered her face with a plate, "George on the left and Fred on the right!"

On the other side of the long table, Harry put down the half-eaten chicken wing in frustration.

"I thought Al was coming to say hello to me."

Ron couldn't care less about being unhappy, and said happily: "It's really a pity that I didn't get to see Malfoy turn purple with my own eyes, but just thinking about it, I think it's really wonderful!"

"Ron—" Harry scolded, "you can't laugh at Al like that, he's always been nice to you."

"Well, he's a Malfoy." Ron shrugged.

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"Malfoy is Malfoy!"

"I was wrong! They are not friendly at all!"

How could the little savior become so angry, and changed all his views on Malfoy in just two days—it was all because Draco snatched Malfoy after Neville fell off his broom and left injured during the flying lesson. Taking Neville's Remembrance Ball and throwing it in the air, almost making Harry look bad.

Although Harry didn't make a fool of himself, and was discovered by McGonagall by accident, and became the youngest Seeker in Hogwarts in a hundred centuries, this still couldn't appease him to Draco—even with the Has Al's anger.

For the next few days, he refused to speak to Draco and Al at all.

Even though Draco was very nervous, he still sensed something was wrong with Harry, and secretly asked Al: "What's wrong with Harry? Why are you ignoring us?"

"Because you broke Harry's heart." Al gloated.Although Harry refused to talk to him, it was because Al didn't stop Draco when he snatched the memory ball.Conscience in heaven and earth, Al wanted to make Harry stand out and become a Seeker—flying was Harry's favorite sport.Harry didn't know about this, so Al was also implicated, but most of Harry's blame was directed at Draco.

"What??" Draco's eyes widened, "What's wrong with me?"

"During flying lessons, you didn't give him Remembralls and you called him 'Potter', but he kept calling you Draco."

"...What's wrong with being called Potter." Draco scratched his hair guiltily, and couldn't help but start to reflect on whether he was a little too much.

Harry seemed to have really thought of him as a friend the whole time.

During dinner, Harry was happily telling Ron in Gryffindor that McGonagall asked him to do what Gryffindor did to Seekers. Although Draco pretended not to care, he would occasionally Just sneak a look at Harry.

"Why is he so happy, what happened?" Finally he couldn't help asking Al.

"You want to know so much, go ask." Al gnawed on his own pie without looking up.

Draco looked at him angrily: "You have such a good relationship with him!"

"Thanks to you, he doesn't want to talk to the two of us now." Al shrugged.

Draco: "..."

The proud young master of the Malfoy family seemed to have a nail stuck in his buttocks, he was restless.As soon as he saw Harry and Ron leave the long table, he slipped off the table and stalked in the direction the two had left.

Al burst out laughing, ignoring Vincent Gregory's strange gaze and Pansy's questioning, and followed.

"Hi!" Draco yelled to two cheery Gryffindors blocking the corridor.

Harry's and Ron's faces elongated instantly.

"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" Harry asked coldly.

"Just to see if you've been expelled." Dracola said awkwardly that he actually cared about Harry.

"Don't worry about it." Harry's face stretched even longer.

Al almost couldn't help laughing from behind, getting two glares from Draco and Harry.

"I don't know what you're laughing at, Al, Harry doesn't talk to you anymore, don't you like him very much?" Draco asked angrily after Harry and Ron left.

"He's mad at you, I just incidentally." Al hit the nail on the head.

"...but why! Why is he mad at me all of a sudden." Draco couldn't understand at all.

"I already told you that you didn't return his memory ball and called him Potter. Harry always thought you were his friend, even if you took Neville's memory ball as a prank, he thought you would look at him To save the memory ball, you didn't, not only did you not, but you called him by his last name." Al finished in one breath and added, "Our poor little Harry feels that his feelings have not been treated equally. return..."

"It's all and what, what kind of relationship, return..." Draco interrupted him wordlessly.

"It's very simple, Draco," Al patted Draco's unsprayed head, "Emotions are mutual."