Amidst the laughter, the floating light and shadow, the melodious music, and the sound of wine glasses, the husband is dancing with his wife, the wizard is dancing with the witch, the boyfriend is dancing with his girlfriend, and the boy is dancing with the girl... Oh, there are also Woman dancing with girl.
Draco looked at the beauty in the red dress and the little girl who was no taller than her chest, dancing wonderfully on the dance floor, his expression blank.
Who am I, where am I, what do I do?
Why am I standing here stupidly? Why can't I go find a girl to dance and have fun?
...Oh, I can't.
He held a glass of wine, looked at the people spinning on the dance floor, looked at himself alone...and then gritted his teeth and looked at Harry, who was chatting happily with an acquaintance!
But of course, nothing can be hidden from Master Malfoy's eyes. Although that acquaintance seems quite talkative, friendly, and casual, he is not here to get close... This guy's eyes have long been following the beauties on the dance floor. Floated away, or in other words, it was close to another aspect? Sometimes, Draco wonders if this walking human-shaped cream has been drugged with love. Although people from all walks of life were indeed invited to the banquet, the heels still stay here. Could it be that he also wants to take the opportunity to invite Wanda? Can't dance?
Too bold.
Chat, chat, chat, what can you talk about with this boring guy like Harry? Draco snorted.
Is it academics or Quidditch? Sorry, he really can't think of the third thing. Oh, don't tell him that cream straw bag dares to mention Wanda, that guy definitely doesn't have the guts.
"...So I wrote to Qiu last time and said that using Achnatherum splendens to modify the polyjuice potion would cause it to be uncontrollable by the added hair, and the strange thing is that it can easily change its shape... cedric?" Harry said He was just happy when he saw Cedric's eyes widening for the first time, so he blinked to remind him.
"...Huh? Ah, oh, but I think...this direction may be correct from another angle." Cedric was stunned for half a second before he came to his senses. But he was indeed hufflepuff's pride, and he immediately remembered what he had just poured into his ears, "The experiments you conducted proved that Splendens splendens is not ineffective on the compound soup, nor will it significantly destroy its effect. But if it is continued Experiment a few times, maybe you can invent a new magic potion - you definitely can," he answered the joke smoothly, feeling guilty and at the same time glad that he did it, "new magic potions are reported to the Ministry of Magic every year. Two-thirds of the medicine came from a curious r□□enclaw, you eagles pursuing the unknown."
Although he was talking seriously to his junior brother, his heart and eyes were indeed flying... Cedric felt that he was very sorry for this junior brother, but if he stood here, the beauty in the red dress could take a look at his younger brother at any time, and then look at him again One look at him?
This thought made his feet take root as if by magic, settling next to Harry and Draco.
Harry grinned and reached out... to snatch the cup from Draco who was standing next to him.
Draco kept raising the cup unconsciously and filling his mouth. After a few seconds after the cup was taken away, he realized that he had not drank anything and his hand was empty. He immediately glared at Harry, and this gaze touched another person. It felt like being thrown into something.
He didn't realize it himself, but his face could almost squeeze out poison.
He stared at a girl walking towards them - beautiful, young, with slender limbs. According to his vicious eyes, she was indeed a good dancer. Her blond hair was flowing, her beauty and smile were as delicate as a flower, warm and warm. Eyes overflowing with expectation... But Draco knew that once this kind of girl and this kind of person got started, it would be the end. They, and they, were all like poisonous snakes, and would try their best to squeeze out the It’s good, but feelings are like a piece of meat, you can’t get it back even if you throw it to a dog…
"No drinking, Draco." Harry warned gently, as if he had just taken away a pen or told a child to go to bed early. He also casually put the wine glass further away, "No, thank you, I can't dance. .”
Another girl who came over and stretched out her hand to invite him to dance stopped, looked at him, and said enthusiastically: "This song is not difficult, you can dance with me, is it very simple?"
Harry smiled and shook his head: "I don't want to step in the shoes of such a beautiful lady."
The girl understood that this was a gentle rejection, but no one doesn't like to hear good words, so she smiled, shrugged and walked away.
The expression on Draco's face relaxed instantly... He stopped insisting on getting a glass of wine and directly nibbled on a cookie on the plate, chewing it slowly like a hamster, his cheeks bulging.
"Since I said hello to you and walked here to chat with you, this is the fifth girl I've seen asking if you come to dance," Cedric said as he watched the girl who must have looked about fifteen years old go. Open, that is a beautiful girl with blond hair and blue eyes. Although she is older than Harry, women of this age already have a charm that little girls never have. What's more, some of Cedric's friends love to fall in love with their seniors, and some beautiful women They also prefer young juniors to their peers. Harry suits their taste. "You are so popular." He sighed, and reminded him that after all, he is not thirteen like the juniors. He understands. Some truths, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't know how to dance. Just follow others and play with the girls as a way of showing off. It won't be difficult to learn on the spot, Harry."
With a swipe, Draco's dagger-like eyes penetrated vaguely, but unfortunately the person who was penetrated was a bit too rough to notice.
Cedric is sincerely worried - although he doesn't know what the enviable forces behind this junior are, Cedric knows that many people, especially those who attended this wedding banquet, most hate being swept away. To save face, Harry still has to go to school in the wizarding world. At least he will be on British soil during his schooling. If he can have less trouble, he will have less trouble. What hufflepuff likes most is a peaceful life, so no matter what, Cedric also sincerely hopes that Harry Can have a peaceful academic career.
Draco sneered at the side, and Harry smiled silently. The two were dressed similarly. Cedric looked at them as if they were produced by some strange manufacturer. Two dolls with expressions going to different extremes. Compared with each other, there was actually a difference. This inexplicable horror made Cedric... well, he couldn't help but tremble.
Harry, on the other hand, tilted his head as if thinking about something, and then said: "Where did we just talk? By the way, how many special plants will be produced in Mrs. Sprout's greenhouse this year? I have this idea I want to do an experiment——"
This attitude was so easy-going, as if the invitation to dance had never happened.
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Although someone rejects all the girls who come to invite them, it does not mean that no one will pay attention to them anymore.
Most noble ladies spend their days at home. What do they like to do? buying clothes? Custom-made new jewelry? Asking your children about every little thing and correcting their every manner? These may be what they have to do, but when it comes to their 'favorite' thing, of course they still love chatting with each other.
Tea parties, parties, and banquets are always the best occasions for them to chat hidden under the brim of their hats and ivory-handled feather fans. The topics are always what they have in life and what they want but don’t have yet, whether it’s dresses, jewelry, or Children, or other people's children, other people's men and women, to a certain extent, there are no taboos.
"Narcissa didn't come this time," a lady said slowly. "Without her, we would have lost a little fun. She is always the one who can give the most pertinent advice... It's a pity that she only has two sons."
"This does not prevent us from making good friends," another lady said. "I would say that friends of the same age also have advantages. No matter which boy has a daughter, she will always be a beauty."
"I have to say that the Malfoy family cannot take advantage of all the benefits," someone said bitterly, "Narcissa Malfoy's fortunes have really turned around recently, as if all the benefits have been transferred to her--wait for her to be released from prison. It will be better if my brother marries another wife soon."
"The girl from Parkinson is unlucky, so I think Greengrass will be proud." A lady chuckled, "They have two daughters of the right age."
The ladies couldn't help but nodded. Although women would never praise other girls for their beauty easily, the pure-blood circle is not large, and there have been too few babies born in the past ten years. The two pure-blood daughters are indeed as precious as pearls in marriage, and the two Greengrass family These little girls are indeed not annoying. They all have long golden hair that symbolizes blood, fair skin like milk curd, blue eyes, beautiful and delicate facial features, and they are also very cautious in doing things. At least daphne greengrass is in the college. The impression given here is not bad, and the students’ mothers will naturally receive this kind of feedback and then take a closer look at the banquet.
On the opposite side are the girls from the Parkinson family. I heard that the Malfoy family has not had any major cooperation with the Parkinson family for a long time.
"So what if you're not a beauty? The rich dowry that the Potter family and the Black family can prepare is more important than beauty." After looking at it for a long time, a lady said, then turned her gaze back to the two boys, looking at them with opposite colors. , wearing the same style of dress and robe, couldn't help but smile, "Oh, look, a pair of good boys who are like brothers."
No one can question the good relationship between the Malfoys and 'that boy' - they even have similar cuffs.
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Not to mention that the little thoughts and foreshadowing that Draco had planted before finally had some effect, his father, Lucius, didn't look good at all. Logically speaking, as the person closest to the news that everyone wants most, it is normal for him to be surrounded and inquired about, and he himself should feel justified and enjoy when receiving compliments——
——But seeing his son acting like a follower, rooted to the ground beside 'that boy', he felt very complicated. His reason was telling him that making friends with 'those people over there' was the right and sensible choice, but his psychology was telling him that he should lock up his son, and it would be best to never see 'that boy' again, because Draco was so mean to him. Like his father to the Dark Lord, drawn to him by a feeling that was hard to shake.
The heir of the Malfoy family can put eggs in two baskets, but he cannot put himself in with the eggs!
It can be said that Lucius is almost anxious because of this. Charles X□□ier's education does make sense. Lucius can be said to be more than half convinced, but Draco's behavior is obviously beyond the scope of what he can accept - half a year If you had told him before that his son was willing to wear a pair of cuffs with the same style as others, he would have thought you were crazy. Otherwise, the world was crazy. Draco has always required himself to be at the forefront of fashion and uniqueness.
There must also be a lower limit to the communication between close friends!
But other pure-blood nobles are taking advantage of it, and many of them think this is a sign that the Malfoy family and 'that boy' are close. Some of them went dancing, some gathered around Lucius, and some were on their way here... In short, they kept complimenting, praising, making oblique remarks and asking questions, and some even greeted him before speaking. The newborn son has a very affectionate attitude.
But some people are a little panicked.
"I heard that he can control a snake," a wizard uneasily adjusted the dove egg-sized gem on his tie, "a... snake. A very big python. Have you ever seen him do that with your own eyes, Lu?" lucius?"
"Could he be a descendant of slytherin?"
This was something someone wanted to ask, and it was also an information point that everyone wanted to know, so the topic immediately turned to another issue that Lucius didn't want to talk about. If Draco stood next to his father, he would find that these fathers and uncles were talking about When talking about some topics, they are no different from children whispering in the corridor. At most, they are "noisy and inquiring like a girl".
In short, no matter how noble one's status is, asking for information or gossiping is one of human nature, and there is no difference between anyone and anyone.
But this question is indeed what many people are scratching their heads and want to know - Snake Talk is a very rare skill. It doesn't mean that if you can communicate with snakes, you are a 'Parseltongue'. Being able to talk to snakes and being a 'Parseltongue' are completely different concepts. You must be able to hiss like a snake and use that strange language to make all snakes obey your words. No matter you are five years old or fifty years old, the snakes will execute your orders without missing a word.
Every British Parselmouth is a descendant of Slytherin. This is almost a point of view that can be written into law, and it is related to property inheritance law.
"The Potter family has never been married to Slytherins," Lucius answered the question coldly, "I thought you all knew these families - this question would only have made sense if asked two years ago before the sorting ceremony. The Sorting Hat would not be wrong. "Separating a descendant of Slytherin to other places," he curled his lips, obviously thinking of old things, "not everyone is Sirius Black."
Decades ago, Sirius Black, who was born in a pure-blood aristocratic family, was assigned to the opposite college of the family, and almost became the enemy of the entire family; twelve years ago, the 'truth' about him being the Dark Lord's right-hand man was known, Many people were shocked that such a man could actually be classified as a Gryffindor; and not long ago, he escaped from Azkaban and cleared his grievances, proving that he was a purebred Gryffindor.
But then this man started to gather up the family business again and picked up the lessons he had lost for more than ten years. All the people who had coveted the black family's property were harmed. They looked at this madman with almost fear, this man who was so cruel to children. He was a considerate and open-minded man, extremely doting, cruel to his enemies, decisive in his actions, hard-hearted, and very good at seizing the opportunity. During that time, everyone doubted whether there was something wrong with the Sorting Hat, and whether what happened back then was an injustice. How can one be a gryffindor?
Maybe, as students, Harry and Draco don't know much about the competition in these circles, but as long as they break into Sirius's study to look for documents, they will find that the Black family has successfully sought compensation from those who have done something to the family. A large amount of gold Galleons, and the stolen property was recovered through various channels. The nobles cursed each other during that time, but they were much less able to fight back. Some of the newly opened shops of the Black family also referenced Muggle business. The model has improved the old-fashioned sales methods and payment methods, and the publicity methods are also more novel. The newly invested stores can also reflect the owner's vicious vision and absolutely unscrupulous hands...
If Harry inquires further, he will find that Emma, who is responsible for managing the fraternity industry, and Sirius often communicate with each other on related issues. The two of them go to the bar to have a drink together from time to time, and Emma herself owns a huge business empire in her family, Erik Emma's husband has been left alone for a long time. Emma's husband is a pure doctor. She enjoys having someone to communicate with. Sirius, who only took up this responsibility halfway through the guidance, is also very enthusiastic. The latter also quickly catches up with the progress.
————In general, the Black family can be said to be prosperous, and after many years, everyone finally realized one thing, that is, the reason why Sirius Black has been a lothario for a long time is because he wants to be, he is very lazy , and as long as he is willing, he can be a better owner than Malfoy, an investor, and even a father who earns property for his beloved children, except that he is unwilling to get married and have children.
This made many would-be witches sigh. The position of 'that boy's' godmother had been peeked at for a long time, but no one had succeeded. However, Black's revealed intentions made many nobles fear the only man in the family.
However, looking back at Pettigrew, they could only sigh at the difference of this man - Merlin, who is so stupid, can go to Gryffindor like this, he must have used a saw to saw himself through.
Not everyone is like Sirius Black and can do what he can do.
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"But -" Lucius had to interrupt everyone's extended association with Sirius Black. He emphasized, "If... Harry," he reluctantly shouted, "is a Slytherin, the Sorting Hat will never sort him into another place." The college that the family belongs to may not be used as a reference, but the Sorting Hat will not mistake the bloodline of the founder."
This statement caused everyone to fall silent again, and they all felt that what Lucius said was right.
"Then what are his intentions?" Someone asked aloud, "What does he want?"
Many people couldn't help but nodded along.
Lucius grinned: "I think you may be thinking too much... At least as far as my son told me, Mr. Potter's nationality is in the United States. He came to the UK just to learn magic. I heard that Dumbledore personally came to persuade him. Yes, before that, Severus came to deliver the notice but was turned away."
"Why doesn't he study in the United States?" Obviously not everyone wants to be a good friend. "This way his troubles will not spread to the UK and we won't have to worry."
.........Because he had never heard of a wizard school in the United States before. Lucius twitched the corner of his mouth, remembering Draco yelling this to him, when he said, 'If he didn't have ulterior motives, why did he come over to school?'
Lucius now chose another sentence to answer: "His biological parents both graduated from Hogwarts. Where can he go to study? He was designated as a student by Dumbledore and Hogwarts as soon as he was born. Or do you think a Parselmouth is in trouble?" Is it more glamorous for America to be famous? When one of our most famous people is an iconic parseltongue?"
He looked around and his eyes fell contemptuously on a distant relative of the Nott family. This time his meaning was clear.
"No matter whether he has ulterior motives or has ill intentions towards anyone, don't mess with him easily." He finally revealed the news that others wanted to hear. "No matter whether he can control snakes or not, whether the conversation with snakes is fake or not , his net worth and the adoptive father behind him are all real."
He turned around and picked up a glass of wine: "Some of us even have metal on our wands - you don't want to ruin everything with the metal on your body."
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"I heard that your godson is one of the best in hogwarts and is very lovable." Mrs. Zabini retracted her gaze from the boys. "Although I may be a little nosy when I say this - you have some doubts about his future." What’s the plan?”
"Since you know you are nosy, you should know that I don't do this," Sirius loosened his collar impatiently, "His future does not need anyone to plan it, he will do it himself."
"He is a British wizard, a real one." Mrs. Zabini's smile remained unchanged, her eyes like two sparkling black pearls. "He is your heir and the guardian of your friend. He will one day be the head of two families. He Need some connections, Sirius."
She didn't say 'Mr. Black' this time, because they were still acquaintances - they dated during their school years. When it came to finding a girlfriend, the teenage Sirius knew all the colleges, and Mrs. Zabini was also a top beauty. Sirius's sisters were also popular among boys because of their beauty. In terms of their attitude towards breaking up and the frequency of changing lovers, the young Mrs. Zabini and Sirius were like a twin brother and sister. It can be said that they were very happy when they broke up. No one shed a tear or screamed a few times, and the relationship was fine after that. Mrs. Zabini was not a die-hard Death Eater of the Dark Lord. Two of her husbands were, but they had already gone to see Merlin.
"Really? Do you want to say that you are willing to be the leader? If I have this intention," Sirius said coldly, "Wouldn't cissy and her son be more suitable?"
Mrs. Zabini kept smiling: "Maybe they are the most suitable to be the guide, but, Sirius, I don't think Mr. Malfoy has this intention."
After saying that, her attitude became more relaxed: "I think you may want to know that many people just want to... know a little more about that cute boy."
Sirius rolled his eyes.
"And I think you would like to know that Antonis has not been honest recently. His nephew seems to be honest, but is he really? That little Longbottom has become more and more famous recently. He can kill eight-eyed spiders. A second grade boy?" Mrs. Zabini raised her glass and shook it, inadvertently revealing some other information, "Compared to gryffindor, we still prefer r□□enclaw, Sirius, you know, a guy who has a good relationship with Slytherin. Vinclaw.”
"Come on, Antonis Longbottom is scarier than Slytherin. Don't make unnecessary plans. You won't be defeated by what he says." Sirius sneered, "He is just a madman."
"Hmm," said Mrs. Zabini, "so we really want to open up another road that looks gentler... and information is necessary."
"Then you set your sights on a thirteen-year-old child." Sirius continued to sneer, "You want to stalk him, it's ugly." He was referring to the waves of people who came to strike up a conversation.
Mrs. Zabini's smile was perfect, and her eyes drifted to a certain place just right: "That's because someone is tightly controlling it - we can't get any information at all. I have to say, this is a bit abnormal, so, a little bit It’s natural to be anxious.”
Following her gaze, Sirius saw the pair of boys who seemed to be trying to imitate the fraternal twins, especially the blond one. He looked at everyone who spoke to them as if they wanted to eat them, with a fierce look on his face. , biting the grape, the juice splashed everywhere, as if he was going to bite someone else; and when the song fell, when the dance partners were exchanging and ending, that is, when people came more and more frequently, he looked even more impatient, and finally , Sirius even saw that he couldn't bear it any longer, so he accurately picked out Harry from the crowd, and taking advantage of the open-air nature of the place, he dragged him and ran away!
And his most precious godson remained silent and politely said goodbye to others when he was dragged away. We were going for a walk and allowed himself to be dragged away by his friends in a gesture no different from holding a broom.
"...That's not right. He is a malfoy who is annoying and loves to be flattered and talked to. He is not a three-headed hell dog that has been hungry for several days. Why does he hate people who come close to him so much?"
Sure enough, Sirius found something wrong with what Mrs. Zabini pointed out and couldn't help but murmur.
Faced with this description, Mrs. Zabini next to her almost failed to maintain a perfect smile.
"...Well, you are really an uncle, dear Sirius." She said with a smile that was half sighing and half mocking.
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After...three days, Draco Malfoy, thirteen years old, finally realized why Queen Elsa in "Frozen" let herself go after escaping from the palace, and built a large castle in the wilderness in one breath, and she was still in a good mood. Instant relief.
"I also want to build a castle, but I will never sing "let it go"..."
Draco put his hands on his knees and gasped, speaking involuntarily.
Harry: "………………"
Harry: "If you go to my dad's school, don't mention this song. Just because of "Frozen", we almost had to expand the artificial lake and build a castle..."
Draco didn't react for a moment: "So? What you want to tell me is that you don't like castles?"
Harry: "......Bobby can't do it alone, so my name will definitely be on the list of coolies... No, I mean, um, Draco, this is very troublesome. It requires maintenance after it is built. It is very difficult to maintain." It’s hard, and it’s hard to watch it fuse, so why not... not build it?”
At the end of the day, Harry himself was a little hesitant.
"Speaking of the lake..."
Draco looked dimly at the artificial lake next to them in the garden that was part of Blaise's stepfather's house.
Harry: "......No, no way."
I thought Disney animation would have little appeal to wizards. Harry thought deeply, is it unnecessary to show wizards fantasy cartoons? But the fact is that Draco was deeply fascinated. Harry didn't know whether it was the cartoon's extraordinary charm or Draco's lack of childhood. If it wasn't for the sake of face, he might not even let Nina watch the Barbie cartoon series.
Maybe it's because there are too few pastimes in the wizarding world. Harry concluded this way.
"...Wait a minute," Draco finally turned around and said breathlessly, "My original idea was not to build a castle, I meant - freedom! No trouble! No outsiders! So Elsa was so happy! And now we are as free as she is."
"I can see it." Harry said while giving him some relief, "Okay, this is a wedding, you can't expect fewer people, right, that's what it is. I want to see what a wizard's wedding looks like. I You have to pay the price, and if you have to stay with me, you have to be prepared to be harassed together... Ouch!"
Before he could finish speaking, a dark figure suddenly rushed over from behind them. Harry only felt that he was being held down by a not too strong force, and the two of them fell down together - and the great inertia, gravitational acceleration and thrust Without letting them go, the last thing Harry looked at Draco was to see the latter stunned as the person on his body grabbed his ankles and his body tilted...
"Fuck! what the son of bitch!!"※
"No, Draco can't swim!"
Amidst the scoldings and exclamations, all three people fell into the water. There was a big splash and a huge splash. Harry even found that the person who rushed towards him was dragging him and him as if he was desperate for his life. Draco couldn't help but feel angry as he refused to let them surface.
Those who didn't know thought that this person - this girl had some deep grudge against them.
It's a pity that this man is not strong enough.
Harry grabbed Draco's sleeves while he was fluttering, and he also grabbed the man who seemed to want to drown them, and now he was fluttering blindly because he couldn't swim. He stopped flopping in the water. They took one look at them and killed them all in one glance. The whole team became obedient, and then quickly surfaced on the water. After spotting the landing point, they teleported to the shore. No matter who was thrashing, they could not stop his rapid series of moves.
One of the two people who were brought up was coughing desperately, while the other was coughing and couldn't believe that they were still in the water at the last moment, and at this moment, they were on the shore.
"Cough cough - cough cough!" Draco coughed crazily and shouted crazily, "My hairstyle! My dress! I'm going to kill you!"
"Fah, cough, what happened!! Something!!" Another person screamed louder than him.
When he saw who the other person was, Harry wanted to sigh again. Not only did he sigh, he also rolled up his sleeves.
"Parkinson!" Harry stood up, raised his voice, and spoke in a deep voice, and Draco could hear the smell of annoyance there, and he himself was a little bit unexplained, "Do you know what you are doing - Draco can't swim? !”
"No I will-" Draco said immediately.
"No, you can't. You never go to the swimming pool with me, and even when you do, you hold a lifebuoy and float on the water!" Harry shouted at him loudly - this emotion rarely appeared in Harry - and he pointed back. Next to him, said: "Shut up, Draco, you, go to the side and dry yourself, I know you will, this matter - I mean, between me and Parkinson. It's time for an end." "
Harry's voice was so high that Draco was almost yelled to shut up, and subconsciously hugged his chest with a look of horror on his face.
Then he saw Harry's face... so cold that it could freeze someone. Oh Merlin, is that really Harry's face?
"Stand up, Parkinson," Harry said calmly, "But you prefer to be called Miss Parkinson."
Pansy raised her head in embarrassment and quickly pushed aside her wet bangs. In response to what Harry said, she chose to angrily rush towards him with her wand. She almost used all her strength to knock Harry down. On the ground, while Draco looked on dumbfounded, she did it. She grabbed Harry's neck while he was still on the ground and scratched several marks on his neck like cat scratches.
She almost screamed with joy, like a bird announcing victory. The girl didn't have any aristocratic demeanor, her wet black hair stuck to her face like kelp, and her little dress was wet and slowing her down, but she seemed to be riding on an upside-down Harry, and her eyes were shining like never before. . She grinned and almost immediately pointed her wand hard at Harry.
But her ecstatic expression froze at the moment she lowered her head.
"Oh," the black-haired boy looked cold. There was no anger or atmosphere in the green eyes that stared at her. In fact, they were as calm as a lake. This is undoubtedly the attitude that is least likely to please an enemy. Most people don't care about this. This kind of attitude is called 'indifference', or 'I don't care if you die', and 'I don't care', "I thought I was an eagle and the snake would just hiss, not what you just did, Parkinson ——Let’s get back to the point, are you done with your attacks?”
Draco, who was watching, swallowed and added something in his head: Now it's my turn.
But that's not what Harry said, nor was it something like, 'It's my turn to take action' or 'It's your turn to taste my fist'. He just said: "If not, just continue. I'll hit you as many times as you want. Use whatever spell you want, do you want to stab me in the eye with your pearl brooch? Or bite my aorta? Come on."
Pansy faced the polite attitude but complied with no joy at all. The girl almost started to tremble, her body began to lean back, as if retreating, but when she saw Draco directly in front of her, she gritted her teeth again and brought the tip of the wand closer to Harry's eyes.
"Pansy! You have to know what you are doing!" Draco shouted, "Merlin, Harry, are you crazy?! Put your head under someone else's wand? What are you doing?! What are you all thinking! "
"Don't think I dare... Our family is not afraid of warning documents from the Ministry of Magic!"
Her expression became more ferocious, but Harry was very relaxed. He even spread his arms as if he was sunbathing on the beach.
"You're demonstrating, you're intimidating, you're insisting on 'I dare', Parkinson," he said lightly, as if answering Professor Binns' history class question, and then showed a small smile. It's as if the bookstore clerk opposite him is a bookstore clerk who has extra change but doesn't know it. You can only feel kindness and shyness from him, "But do you know when people do this? When they are not completely sure."
"I won't let you go!" Pansy squeezed out these words through her teeth, pinched Harry's neck with her fingers a little harder, and her nails once again drew a few bloody marks.
"Please," Harry said kindly, "vent out all your dissatisfaction. I swear I won't attack you for this. Really, it doesn't matter if you throw me into the lake. I can swim and you can drag me along." If I push my shoulders down, I won’t drown.”
"You're really crazy, aren't you?!" Draco shouted angrily, about to rush over in a few steps.
"No, no, no, don't move, you can't come over!" Harry could be considered kind to Pansy, but when facing Draco, he raised his hand and took Pansy's hand away, turned around and told him sternly not to come over, even He raised his hand and erected a long, air-conditioned ice wall to block him, leaving only a circle the size of a dog hole for him to look at, "Don't interfere! Draco, don't you understand? Don't interfere." For Merlin's sake!"
After saying that, he turned his head back and put Pansy's hand back: "Come on, please, we can continue."
Pansy was so angry that he screamed. She grabbed Harry's collar and almost cried: "Are you humiliating me?! Because you can kill me without any effort?"
"Why should I kill you?" Harry even shrugged as usual: "So you quit? You have nothing else to do?"
His expression returned to normal in an instant, and all smiles disappeared from his face again.
Pansy immediately smelled the danger. She made a quick decision and rolled down from Harry. As she ran backwards, she chanted a curse: "Expelliarmus! Split into pieces! Confinement quickly! Flames are blazing!"
"There are many obstacles." Harry didn't even conjure up an ice or metal wand to concentrate. He sat up casually, uttered a few spells, and moved with his arms around his neck, while the spells that were scattered and full of obstacles hit him. The ice wall rising from the ground said, "Imprison quickly, the flames are blazing, everything will be petrified, and I will remove all weapons from you."
His spell was much more accurate than Pansy who hurriedly escaped. She screamed and fell to the ground. Then she immediately raised her wand to defend herself, but her hands were imprisoned, her body was petrified, and her wand It burned violently, escaped from her hand, and was not touched by Harry. She raised her hand and threw it into the lake next to her - no matter how important the wand is, the materials are limited, and most wands are It's made of wood!
"My magic wand!!!" Pansy made the most miserable cry.
"Come on, you're not short of a new one." Harry patted the ashes in his hand and comforted her, "Don't worry, if the old one doesn't go and the new one doesn't come, the next one will definitely be better than this one, maybe You will find the most suitable one.”
Although the next one can be burned if the person holding it is dishonest...
Well, it seems that Draco's father is very wise... But a metal cane is not too difficult to destroy. Harry couldn't help laughing in his heart.
In fact, the corner of his mouth was indeed tilted and was seen by Draco.
Harry stood up, stunned in another sense of Draco to Pansy, and unlocked all the spells.
"Come on," Harry said sincerely. Even if he is sincere, even if God, Merlin, and King Arthur cannot refuse, because it looks too pure, "What do you want to do? Slap? Still scold me all your words? It doesn't matter, come on, Parkinson, come to me and vent all your negative emotions. "
"..." Draco's gaze was dull.
Pansy was wet and sitting on the grass with a scorched smell. Her brain was empty for a few seconds, and then stared at Harry.
"You," The black short -haired girl wore a dress with a heavy body, and she said angrily, "I don't allow ... I don't allow you to humiliate me like this ... Is this very fun?!" She screamed, "You let me ... let me do something to you ... and then make me easy to lie down! Travel on my faith and self -esteem, destroy my wand ... What do you laugh at me in my heart? Right? Or stupid?! Do you still expect me to believe in your words, thank you for mercy?! But do you know, no, I hate you anyway! "
"You have a kind of say again!" Draco banged his ice wall with anger, "Damn, Harry, let me go out!"
Harry squatted down, thought about it, and simply sat next to Pansy.
"Of course I know you hate me," he said calmly. "I'm not blind, Parkinson, but do you know why I want to do whatever you want?"
Pansy was pale with a face, twisted his head with his neck, and didn't speak.
Harry rose his legs and continued: "My dad wants me to respect women and care about women. Respect them and care for them -explain in advance, this is not because our family feels that women are worse than men, but because we love our sisters and mothers. "
"Are you really confused, right?" Draco said desperately, he slapped the wall, "Say the point! Otherwise, let me go out!"
"Okay, okay ..." Harry touched his head, sighed, and Pansy sitting next to him found that the kind of 冽 on his body, calmly felt like the sigh was pulled out, and he suddenly felt it all at once again. It's the old man R □□ Enclaw, "I don't like to do it to a woman. I hope this sentence is not offending it for you."
Harry looked at Draco regardless of whether Pansy looked weird, he looked at Draco: "Do you know why I get angry? Because I know you hate me, to be honest, I don't like you, but you do too much today."
"Oh, Mr. Potter, why don't you think about the gap in your distinguished head? What is too much? What excessive things I do for you?" Who has no magic wand? "
"This statement is not right," Harry said gently. "If you read Awada to me, but I have no death, I can't say your approach is right.
There are more weirds on Pansy's face.
"If you throw me down, to be honest," Harry scratched his head, "Maybe I pushed you up, pulled Draco away, and then ended. But did you think about it at the moment when you pulled down the Draco? one thing?"
Pansy's face brushed even more pale.
"I ... Draco ..." Sarral and cold faded from her face, she was almost helpless and regretted to look at Draco behind the ice wall, "I am not ..."
"It seems you realized," Harry said, and emphasized: "Draco will not swim. If I can't swim, or you have other means -then we are finished, he is over, this is not fair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, it is unfair, it is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, it is unfair, it is unfair, it is unfair, it is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, this is unfair, it is unfair, it is unfair, it is unfair, it is unfair, it is unfair, it is unfair, it is unfair, it is unfair, it is unfair, it is unfair, it is unfair, this is unfair, it is unfair. This should have been something between us! When you rush down, you must feel that I will not die. I only eat some hardships and lessons, but those who do not swim, and they may be scared to death if they are not drowned! "
Draco: "................ I warn you, Harry X □□ Ier!"
"…………"
The expression on Pansy's face had an unspeakable gap in an instant.
"This is a scientific basis! A scared person and a few people who died because of fear of some aspects!" Harry said, "I don’t know what you have to plan, but I have enough. This has exceeded the bottom line.了，所以，我们一次性把事情搞定，比如，你有多讨厌我，能不能直接说出来？把那些话全部地吐出来？你全部冲着我来，别扯到draco，如果因为我，你们The two are going to break, I don't want to see that kind of thing! "
Pansy: "…………………"
She wanted to say something to go back, but a wonderful feeling made her speechless.
Draco lying on the wall hole and said coolly, "Give up, he has a mind that he wants to draw from time to time. Do you think your tricks and discourse are useful? If you think too much, you will lose!"
After that, he shouted again, "Did you watch some brain -disabled TV series with your sister recently! Otherwise, why is your lines so ... nerve? What are you wrong?!"
"Wanda doesn't like watching love movies, and I'm solving the problem-" Harry dragged his voice, and then turned to look at Pansy.
"Then, I want to hear the answer," he made a sound, and the water on Pansy had evaporated. "Why do you hate me so much, Parkinson? Is there any room for this matter? We didn't have any grievances, isn't it? "
"I don't believe you don't know the reason, potter, x □□ ieer, the savior or casual anything else! Anyway, you!" Pansy mocked, "In 365 days a year, you have almost 300 days. Being with Draco ... Do you know, except for school time, I saw Draco even five days! If it was not because of you, this kind of thing will not happen! "
"............ I declare it in advance." Harry thought about this complaint, saying, "I'm not a girl, and I will never say bad things in front of Draco -in comparison More, you always say bad things about me. "He rushed back and complained to go back.
"You are a dangerous element," Pansy said, in the face of Harry's calm attitude, she gradually calmed down, saying one sentence by sentence, "And you always involved Draco into the crisis."
"Good refutation, but you have to know that when I was one year old, I was caught in a crisis of being terrible by terrorists," Harry said. "My father and dad's fiance even worked as agents. ... "
"Say -heavy -point!" Draco couldn't bear it, slamming the wall, and began to think about whether the tree climbing could go around. Damn, Harry's wall was too long!
"..." Harry paused for a moment, thinking about it, and said directly: "Anyway, I am very grateful to your worry about Draco, but you see, this is the case, I may not be able to break away from the danger. And you want me not to be friends with Draco, that is impossible to do -so can we think of a solution? "
Pansy's expressions are all wooden.
"I heard that Slytherin is the supremacy, and you can't beat me," Harry said. "Even if I do n’t take a wand, do n’t fly, do n’t run away, you can attack you first ... So why can we not reconcile? ? Except you always say bad things about Draco and Hermione, I don't hate you. "
Harry felt that he should be reasonable enough, really, but Pansy didn't think so.
The black -haired girl was sitting in the same place for a while, and then watched the lunatic. The eyes of idiots and ignorant people glanced at Harry, with a strange expression. She calmly calmed down, arranging the drop of black hair neatly, pouting her lips, and the almost lipstick marks that wiped off, sitting like a picnic, with a cold expression.
Then, Draco heard her say, "I want to talk to you for a while -" without Draco. "
Then, Draco heard Harry's fool said, "Oh, no problem."
Then, the familiar and familiar sulfur flavor disappeared.
Draco: "…………… ???!!"
…………
Harry and Pansy sat next to the roses. The boy was holding his knees, and the girl pressed the corner of the skirt. If she didn't know how close they would hide, they would hide in this romantic whisper.
"Are you — never know what it means, who likes?"
After they were sitting there for a while, Pansy asked the first sentence.
"..." Harry blinked, "Uh, I think I still know what love is."
The person who loves is the same as Uncle Erik and his father.
"I guess you haven't had a girlfriend." Pansy said coldly.
"Of course, I have n’t had it. I am thirteen years old. A loyal woman, except for my death mother and the sisters who are alive, may only have the god of wisdom, Athena.” Harry answered at will.
Pansy laughed, and this smile made Harry feel that she and Draco might be really small.
"Don't understand, x □□ ieer," Pansy said, "Or say that, you don't understand, potter. If you like a girl, you will hope that she is the first to see her sister instead of her sister instead of her, not, not Do you? When you want you to quarrel with her sister, will she blame you anyway? Do you want her to pay infinitely to my sister? "
"..." Harry was speechless, "But ... that was her sister. Born to the family, it was what everyone would do for the family ..."
"Oh, is it?" Pansy asked coldly with his chin, "So what are you? I know he might not want to associate with me," she said that the voice started to be sharp, "but if I was just his friend, you also you too, you too, you too, you too, you too, you too, you also you, you also It's just his friend, and some people are his friends. Why should he divide into a few hearts for your friendship? "
"I am his close friend and cousin," Harry is not afraid of her. "He is my godfather, we can be friends like brothers, and Pansy, forgive me, you are not his girlfriend, you are not, you don’t have Qualification requires him how he must treat you. "
Harry tried to make himself not so mean, but he thought that his mild words fell into Pansy's ears, and it was mean.
But Pansy is not so stupid, so she knows that Harry is telling the truth.
"……I hate you."
She murmured, "I was good at everything, but from the day of knowing you, Draco changed."
"Nothing," Harry looked at her with a low head and couldn't help but comforted, "It's just ... have you heard a word called a" noisy child can get candy? "My trouble is too much too much It's too much, it's not like you are very troublesome, and Draco is too kind. He is worried that I will kill himself someday. He is very kind and enthusiastic, so he needs to stay with me, otherwise I will definitely make a big trouble. ——It to prevent you from being perfunctory. What I need to say is that Draco really saved my life, not him, I must have died long ago. "He pretended to be loose," Then I will not sit here Ask you to talk to you. "
Pansy was almost disgusting by his description ———— kind? A kind, kind, enthusiastic Malfoy?
Malfoy is the most ruthless to outsiders. Or say so, Slytherin is all like this, and Malfoy is the leader inside. If anyone deserves themselves not to pay for themselves, then it must be a miraculous special case, or that person is a person of their family, and it may become the future of their family. Family people, and the first one often becomes the latter two.
What kind of Harry X □□ Ier? Pansy couldn't judge, but she knew that it must be, and it must not be what the green -eyed boy said, 'I am his close friend and cousin' "His uncle is my godfather 'or what' I worry about him even more.
A person treats relatives in the distant, nominal relatives, and a troubled friend who do not know how to repent, for example, running at the danger and a person with unknown bottoms, who do not know where to know, and fiercely for that Friends threatened to know my friends who had known each other for almost five, six years, and almost cut off all the previous social friends ... Even if there is such a person, this person is not called Draco Malfoy.
The part of his heart was completely taken away. No one else could stand on it. Pansy wanted to stand up, but failed to succeed. Harry did not make such a plan. All Pansy wants, except for couples, lovers, and fiancee names and loves other than love, and those who Harry have nothing.
"If you didn't show it, do you know what Draco will look like?" Pansy said slowly, "He ..." She wants to say a lot, for example, Draco will scold Hermione you mud, or, or harm the gryffindor all day as the gryffindor as a gryffindor as a gryffindor as a gryffindor as a gryffindor as a gryffindor as a gryffindor all day. You, or he will enjoy the diligence of the girls (not annoyed), but the sixth sense of the girl makes her mouth slipping out another sentence, which is a word that ghosts say, "... ... … He will be satisfied with the girl who is suitable for him, but he will never represent more; regardless of whether he is satisfied with a few girls, it is suitable for his fiancee, and it is me who accompanies him every year. It is the best relationship with him in that list. "
As soon as she said this sentence, she felt worse, and her bite lips emphasized: "Because we grew up together, I am the most suitable for him."
Pansy stared at Harry with her black eyes and was unwilling to let go of a slightest change, but she was disappointed because Harry's reaction was surprised.
"You still have such a fiancee ..." He considered his words and chose one that would not make people feel offended, "... chic customs?"
Um, in fact, he wants to say backward customs.
The answer was very peaceful, but Harry was surprised to see Pansy's tears falling. What about the classic sentence, the pearl necklace of the line?
"You don't understand anything," Pansy grabbed a rose, grabbed its petals and leaves in resentment, all thrown on the ground, and then stepped on a few feet, almost crazy, "You don't understand anything, you don't understand, You don't understand anything! You don't know what you have for me, and you can be so easy because you have no favorite girl for thirteen years! Of course I know that Draco will not swim, me It's not a fool! I don't need you, a person who has known him for less than three years came to tell me! But this is because of you, because you, because ... Harry — ERIK — x □□ ieer, why do you have to die why isn't you dying? Your United States is obedient to study! Why do you go back to the UK! "
I want to ask the principal why he attached to me with persistently sending the transnational notice ... Harry also wanted to say a few words casually, because this made him feel very good, but when he saw Pansy crying, he still talked in time Swallowed.
It's complete. Pansy knows this. She cried completely and shouted the most often in her heart, so the bottom line collapsed -this sentence is equivalent to that she has no way for this situation. She was desperate. She surrendered.
Her pride was gone, and her self -esteem collapsed. She is now like a hufflepuff that can only assume that the enemy has never appeared, rather than taking her prey like a snake.
"... Oh, oh." Harry was embarrassed, and took out the handkerchief and wanted to hand it out. The other party would definitely not pick it up; comfort, it seemed to only have a negative effect, and the other party seemed to feel that it was all their fault.
………… wait, is this really my fault?
He sighed, and his eyes were involuntarily looking at the chaos as Peter often did it, because he didn't know what to do at all. For the first time, he cried a girl and watched Merlin God Arthur. I have never cried, "Well ... obviously ... Draco often calls me like this ... My middle name is still rarely remembered."
Pansy stared at him with a rabbit -like eyes -show off! Still showing off!
"——I want to explain that he always scolds me like this. My full name is often he scolded me." Harr felt a little wronged now. What happened to him?
"He even ... I don't remember anything at the beginning of my middle name!" Pansy cried and roared back, and the ladylike gaze was full. "No one will let him hang his full name every day!"
Harry: "Impossible, he has a good memory, you must have never said it."
Pansy replied sharply: "Why don't you understand, what he doesn't want to remember never remember!"
"…………"
There was another embarrassing silence at the scene, and the roses could not bring them a slight breath.
"......... So the two of us can't be ..." Harry wanted to say a friend, but he was not a white -minded technique. He could look at it without the ability. "... friend's friend?"
"I hate you." Pansy buried his face on his knees, "I hate you."
She didn't say she hated Draco and hated Draco. He was so ruthless, as if their previous friendship was fake. She begged him not to let him change his thoughts. Even a little bit, he didn't care about her thoughts.
But she still likes him. Therefore, Harry shouted that "Draco would not swim", and guilt and regret were also attacking her at the same time, bringing her a kind of despair.
Does anyone hurt the person you like?
Harry looked at her and sighed: "I don't like you either -you always say that I am bad, no one can endure this."
"Then do you want me to talk about what you do and laugh at me? Skills me? Scold me?!" Pansy said.
"I'm just ... I think this is weird," Harry scratched his head, "I and Draco made friends with Draco, and then he had either other friends or other friends, as if I could cut the scissors that could cut things. The same. You have known for a long time, it is impossible to be meaningless in him. I don't want him to lose his original friendship, which is inexplicable. "
"Then why don't you go back to the United States to study?" Pansy asked dumbly, "Since you know that you are the culprit?"
"I don't think so," Harry has never shaken his own heart. He answered calmly. "And I can't go back to the United States to study -Draco will tear me, he has always threatened me to transfer to school and drop out of school , I won't make a good deal for him for your speeches. I think I said at the beginning: No matter what you say, make a good deal with Draco? No door. "
"You bastard." Pansy made useless work, "You ... I don't know what the monsters are, the most hypocritical guy, on the surface is better than anyone else. In fact, you know what the benefits you have! Dead Draco! "
"I heard it, but I don't understand that you don't agree with you," Harry nodded with his arm and decided to hear everything and he could say anything when the girl's emotions collapsed. He also saw half of the college after half of the college The girls ushered in the menstrual period during the same period, how terrible, "However, maybe you may have to drink a drink together after speaking, of course, it is fruit juice."
Pansy was almost mad by him, and the calm eyes of the other side made her feel ... he was very embarrassed.
So her sharp voice suddenly lowered.
She looked at Harry, tears rotating in her eyes, her expression worked hard to make a cold and arrogant expression, and after a while, she gave up and asked questions.
"Where do you think you like it?" She asked, her body was a bit crumbling, and she almost didn't know what he was talking about, "Where? If I like you, would he like me?"
"Uh, that may not," Harry sat down thoughtfully, supported her, so as not to fall like that, and turned her long hair band into a thin silk scarf, put it for her Heating, in the end he said gently, "Being a friend and a girlfriend is two things. You can't hold the answer of B to ask A's answer, Pansy."
Wait. Harry suddenly thought of one thing.
——How is the distance between the distance between A and B?
"I'm not maybe you say my teaching name!"
"Well, Parkinson." Harry said, "Actually the answer is one -you really think too much. Maybe Draco is ... that is not the age. What I can have when I don't show up may not be what you want ... love? "Harry said uncertainly, he hasn't liked anyone, I don’t know what it feels, but he said," Love It is unique. Love will not praise people other than you. Love is the deepest and best position in the other person's heart. Love is that every day I like the other party to be better than the day before, there is no end. This may be what you want. "
"Did you know anything about everything?" These sentences can almost enter anyone's heart, so Pansy was shocked and screamed. She thought Harry didn't understand anything. In this regard, it was white paper. Woolen cloth.
Harry: "I have seen love novels and TV series."
Pansy: "........."
Harry: "Uh, I will also memorize the lines."
"But you have to know, Draco is by no means that ..." Harry blinked, "Cold -blooded people. He and you have arguing because you are doing what you think is right, and the cause of the dispute disappears, you will slowly you will slow Slowly. "He saw that the other party cried with swollen eyes, and added a sentence," If we can get along well, don't mess with each other, I think I will be willing to persuade him, for example, you will come to him next time you will do him as him. Candidates or something ... "
——As as for whether he agreed, uh, I can only say that I can do what I can do. Harry thought. And he thinks Draco may not agree.
Of course, there is no loss to promise. Harry made up.
Pansy: "Really?! I want to dance with him, just at this banquet today! This way I can save face!"
Harry: "... I don't guarantee the success rate. We must respect his wishes."
But from the perspective of Harry, Pansy was relieved, and trusted him ... What happened to this sentence?
"Okay," Pansy was a bit dry, and said a little fiercely, "I promise, at least we can maintain the relationship between ordinary classmates ... I will not target you and Draco with others. My portrait ... see you saved me and Draco today, yeah, I won't swim, but Merlin can witness my determination, I just want you to look good. "
She actually wants to say that watching you comfort me's "you will slowly".
But of course, Pansy will not say.
She looked at the boy who helped her again with her eyes. Looking at his previous actions to himself from the eyes of non -enemy, look at him, handsome? possible. Care? possible. gentleman? Maybe a little bit.
A strange guy. She should be targeted at him, and he should also come back. This is normal, but he said -for Draco, let's reconcile or solve the problem.
Pansy asked himself in his heart -he was concession for Draco and thought?
he is.
But she still hates him. And even now, I hate it together.
She still hopes that he is studying in the United States and never appears in the UK-
Pansy turned his head and looked at the DRACO who was standing behind them. The full cast was on Harry, and she didn't give her at a glance. This second she wanted to cry again.
———— This sentence is very aggressive, but it is really too late to say anything, and the source of all evils has appeared.
"If you are cursed by a girl who likes DRACO in the future," she said to Harry quickly, "Don't think you are really wrong." Running away.
Harry looked at her direction: "................ Well? I'm sorry?"
Draco jumped over immediately and rushed on him, holding his neck from behind: "—————————————————————Harry Erik x □ □ ieer !!"
He pant and cursed:
"——I thought you eloped with Pansy! You two are like this to me, right?!"
Harry: "………………"
