Hogwarts Lion Girl

The Slytherin common room is located deep in the cellar. The atmosphere here is cold and damp, and green lights flicker on the walls.

Draco Malfoy sat alone in a corner, holding a glass of pumpkin juice in his hand, staring gloomily at the flickering candlelight.

He had just received a message from his mother asking him not to go home this summer as she had already enrolled him in a summer camp in the United States.

This is a really ridiculous reason. As a wizard, why should he get involved in these boring activities of Muggles?

His mother still treats him like a child. Does she really think he doesn't understand anything?

He knew it was because the mysterious man had returned.

His father was once his subordinate and escaped the sanctions of the Ministry of Magic by relying on the family's financial resources. Now he will definitely be liquidated.

My mother didn't want me to get involved, so she wanted to send me away.

But how could I just abandon everything and walk away?

In fact, he knew very early on about the criticisms of his father by people around him. They said that his father was a lackey of the Dark Lord, and that he would become a little Death Eater when he grew up.

Those people looked at him strangely and excluded him from their camp.

He is such a proud man, and he was raised in the palm of his parents' hands since he was a child.

Since those people don't want to play with him, he will find someone who is willing to play with him.

The Death Eaters' camp was so huge back then, and there were only a few pure-blood families in the wizarding world who were not Death Eaters. He quickly gathered a group of people and formed his own small group.

He gradually became arrogant and domineering because he was taught from a young age that he was a child of the pure-blood Malfoy family and would be the heir of the Malfoy family in the future.

This kind of self-centered life lasted for a long time. Due to his father's position in the Ministry of Magic, he had always been the leader of the small group.

Until the first day of school, he met Harry Potter, a famous figure in the wizarding world.

He was curious about the fact that he was already a household name in the wizarding world even though he was about the same age.

Moreover, Potter was also one of the twenty-eight pure-blooded holy clans. He felt that such a person was qualified to be his friend.

However, despite his enthusiastic attempts to show his affection to him, the guy rejected him because of a Weasley.

Because of a Weasley!

I can't even compare to those red-haired idiots!

Just as my father said, Weasley is the most annoying!

So he began to go against Harry and his group of annoying friends, and he would be happy as long as he could make them unhappy.

But unexpectedly, at the end of the semester, Gryffindor still won the house cup!

What my father said was indeed right, that old bee was blatantly biased towards Gryffindor!

When he was in second grade, he met a girl on the train.

She was very different. Although she was a Mudblood, her every move and gesture were those of an aristocrat.

Many times he could even see the shadow of his mother in her, that special temperament cultivated by a large family.

He began to be curious about Muggles. Could such beautiful flowers bloom in such dirty and filthy mud?

He began to come into contact with the Muggle world without telling his parents, which made him realize that the positions of wizards and Muggles had been reversed without them realizing it.

Today's wizards are synonymous with ignorance.

He wanted to get closer to her more and more, trying various methods to try to get her attention.

But the results were not very good, and in the end I only barely reached the level of my friends, and that was the kind of friends who ranked very low.

If he and Harry were in danger at the same time, she would definitely be concerned about Harry first.

Besides Harry, there are many annoying flies around her, and the most annoying one is Cedric!

He began to observe Cedric intentionally, and he found that this guy was the exact opposite of him.

Almost everyone likes him, and he is always gentle to everyone. Some girls even call him "Your Highness the Prince". Ugh, how disgusting!

Asking him to speak softly to those stupid guys was simply torture for himself. He was being gentle by not letting Crabbe and Goyle throw them out!

But maybe because of his age, this guy does have one advantage, which is that he behaves maturely and steadily.

Compared to him, I looked like a little boy who liked to play pranks.

This is really annoying!

Now, it was time to make a choice. Should I continue to be like a little child and obey my mother's arrangement and run away?

It’s better to stay like a man and help your parents share some of the pressure.

Draco's eyes were solemn, and his gray-blue eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of shadow, reflecting the huge glass in front of him.

The Black Lake is bottomless, dark and silent, like a dormant giant beast, silently watching everything in the world.

……

The next morning, the students sat at long tables according to their colleges.

Headmaster Dumbledore stood in the middle of the teachers' seats. He cleared his throat and the hall fell silent instantly.

"Now, I declare that the final winners of this Triwizard Tournament are..." He paused deliberately, his eyes sweeping across everyone's face, "Harry Potter and Cedric Diggory of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

Thunderous applause instantly flooded the entire hall. The Gryffindor table was almost overturned, and cheers and whistles resounded through the sky.

Harry and Cedric were surrounded by their friends, with excitement and happy smiles on their faces.

This is the first game after many years, but this game is destined to be remembered by future generations because its beginning, process, and result are so different.

There were an unprecedented four contestants, and the Dark Lord intervened in the middle of the competition, leaving two winners in the end.

Fortunately, both winners belong to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, otherwise the judges would have to consider the issue of which school's name to record first.

Cedric and Harry exchanged a tacit look, and walked side by side to the podium in the center of the auditorium.

Amid the cheers of the crowd, they jointly raised the trophy that symbolized the championship. The golden trophy sparkled brightly under the light of the magic lamp, reflecting the two young and energetic faces.

Colin, who was sitting at the Gryffindor table, was extremely excited. He raised the camera in his hand and kept pressing the shutter button at the two of them. The click of the flash recorded the glory and joy of this moment.

On the other side, the Slytherin table seemed much quieter. Draco and his small group reacted indifferently and just clapped in cooperation.

Cedric's eyes swept across the crowd and fell on Salina in the crowd.

He couldn't help but stride towards her and give her a warm hug.

The crowd around began to boo, and the cheers were even louder than before.

Draco, who was standing not far away, had a slight crack on his originally calm face. He tightly grasped the cup in his hand, his knuckles turned white, and his gray-blue eyes stared at the two people hugging each other.

Then he suddenly stood up and left the noisy auditorium without saying a word, his back revealing a hint of loneliness.