HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

late at night.

The men's dormitory in Slytherin was quiet, except for the sound of everyone breathing and turning over, and occasionally talking in their sleep.

The four-poster bed was hung with dark green flannel curtains. Inside the closed curtains, the boy was sleeping in pure white silk split pajamas and covered with a thin blanket.

"No...no..." the boy murmured, his eyes rolling under his closed eyes, his pale face full of panic, "I'm not a thief...I'm not a robber..."

A pair of gray-blue eyes suddenly opened, empty and lifeless. Soon his eyelids slowly fell, and the boy closed his eyes again.

The squids swam around outside the window, and the sky gradually became brighter.

"Get up, aren't you going to practice Quidditch today?" Theodore Nott opened the curtain of the bed opposite and called out before retracting his hand and starting to pack his things to go to the Great Hall to have breakfast and study.

Draco Malfoy slowly opened his eyes, sat up tiredly, and looked around blankly as if he didn't know what was happening.

When he came to his senses, he started to get dressed and wash up.

"Theodore, won't you wait for me?" Nott had already finished cleaning up when Draco Malfoy sprayed hairspray on his head.

"What's the matter with you today? Are you feeling tired?" Theodore Nott looked at the blue eyes under his eyes and asked him to get up even slower than usual.

"I feel pretty good, I didn't even have a dream." Malfoy turned his head in the mirror, very satisfied with his hairstyle.

"Then I'm leaving." Nott hugged the book and decided to leave without waiting for him.

Great Hall.

"Why do you come to eat alone?" Pansy spread butter on a piece of bread with a book beside her.

"Malfoy is too slow. I can't wait for him." Nott took a sip of milk and gnawed on a piece of bread. "I feel like he's been in a daze easily in the dormitory recently."

"I'm so sleepy." Lycoris couldn't keep her eyes open and sat down tiredly, "What are you talking about?"

"Here! It feels similar to hers." Nott pointed at Licoris, "But it's different. He feels tired. He doesn't seem to know it."

"So sleepy? Did you stay up late yesterday?" Pansy handed the new bread with honey to Lycoris, who opened her mouth.

"Ah——" Lycoris felt like sleeping was like being in a war. Plus, she was already half-impaired after practicing the broomstick yesterday.

"You still want me to feed you? Don't you have long hands?" Pansy stuffed the bread into her mouth angrily and continued to change a piece to spread butter.

"No, no, no, no, no."

"I don't have long hands."

He was confident, and then he caught the piece of bread in his mouth, "I'm so tired, really."

"You don't know, I dreamed last night that Professor Lockhart asked me to praise him in the same way I said in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and I praised him all night long."

"Forget it, he shrunk me down and carried me in a music box, just so I could praise him at any time."

"I've been praising him all night for his good looks and noble moral character." Lycoris raised the piece of bread in her hand and took a big bite. "He has a good personality."

It's all Hermione's fault.

You tell me, I could have pretended that nothing happened, after all, I have no shame or conscience. You came to talk to me for so long, which solidified and deepened my impression.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

There was a burst of laughter at a section of the Slytherin table, and everyone around the table pointed there and asked what was going on.

"I have a question," Nott asked seriously after laughing. "How did you say those words?"

"I have a question too," Pansy laughed until tears came to her eyes, "Why are you doing this?"

"How do you say these words? Isn't that very simple? You can say it casually, can't you?" Lycoris looked at Nott opposite and said jokingly, "Isn't this some basic social etiquette?"

"Sorry, there is no such rhetoric in the social etiquette I learned." Nott shrugged.

"Why do you do this? Because those fifty-four questions are very difficult to answer and I can't answer them. But if I don't answer, the paper will be blank. So don't we, Slytherin, have to deduct points for me?" Lycoris looked at Pansy. , "I can only find another way, is it easy for me?"

You see, it's not easy.

"Then what were you talking about just now?" Licoris took a sip of milk and looked at the two people.

"We were talking about Malfoy and why he hasn't come yet. Nott said he looked tired, but it was different from how you look now." After Pansy finished speaking, she saw the person in question had arrived, "Just like that , take a look.”

It seems true.

how to say?

Malfoy looked very energetic every day before, but now he looked completely different.

In the past, I could chase Harry Potter with a broomstick without getting tired even if I had a disagreement, but now I feel like I am still in a state of excitement after an all-nighter.

"Have you all finished eating?" Malfoy saw that only Licoris was still eating, while the other two were wiping their mouths and drinking the remaining half glass of milk.

Oh, not far away there are Crabbe and Goyle eating.

"After eating, I'm going to study." Pansy stood up, "See you later."

"I've finished eating. Now I'm going to the library to return books and borrow books on the way." Nott left the table.

Licoris turned her head and picked a fried egg.

"Why don't you answer me?" Malfoy sat next to Lycoris.

"I think if I remember correctly, Mr. Malfoy, you are no longer friends with me." But Licoris still remembered what happened at Malfoy Manor. Shouldn't he just pretend that it didn't happen?

"It's not like we can't talk after we break up our friendship." Malfoy picked up an omelette, put it on a clean plate, and cut it with a knife and fork.

Listen to what these words are.

They all broke off their friendship, and they continued to talk.

"Why don't you say anything? After breaking up our friendship, wouldn't we still be students in the same class?" Malfoy watched her eating silently.

"Then I would like to ask Mr. Malfoy what kind of relationship broke off the relationship?" Lycoris turned to look at him and asked expressionlessly.

This is a good question.

Malfoy had not figured out what kind of relationship it was to break up the relationship.

"I've finished eating. You eat slowly." Licoris drank the milk, wiped her mouth and left.

She left herself at the dinner table again, for the second time.

Malfoy watched her go and looked back to see Crabbe and Goyle looking at him.

"What? Are you two full too? Why didn't I know you two had such small appetites?" Malfoy raised his eyebrows and continued to eat his breakfast.

"I can have another piece of cake," Crabbe answered.

"I can still eat two more, hiccup-" Goyle replied.

Is there something wrong with this person?

Licoris walked to the club holding her book, not understanding and not wanting to understand.

To break off friendship means not to have contact with each other until death?

He is the one who wants to sever the relationship, and he is the one who insists on talking to himself.