[HP] Noble

As the desserts appeared on the table, Draco made a startling announcement. He said that on the train he had received the news that this year the headmaster's office had received five very special The headmaster lashed out, and at the end of the letter, the angry parents demanded that their children be transferred to the academy.

"Two Ravenclaws, three Gryffindors, they asked to be transferred to Slytherin." Draco pushed a carefully pitted cherry under Beetui's mouth with a fork, and said calmly with downcast eyes .

Scorpius choked the whole peach pudding down his throat, and Draco looked displeased when he coughed, but when he turned his head and was about to lecture young Slytherin (actually He is no longer considered young), and found him squatting next to the chair, his face was red with choking and his neck was thick.Prince Slytherin suppressed his desire to educate, and instead extended his hand condescendingly, giving Scorpius a symbolic pat on the back——

"Don't be so surprised." He said politely and indifferently, "I can understand Ravenclaw. It is said that their transfer application has been brought back by Professor Snape. It is a question of whether they agree or not. But Gryffin Many applications..." Speaking of which, Draco made a disgusted expression, "It was rejected on the spot."

"I wonder who is so stupid," Zabini said mildly. "Slytherins don't have a good reputation these days."

"It's as if it was better." Scorpius crawled back from under the table, and pulled the corners of his lips weakly, "I also heard some rumors in the car. Potter's situation is not very good now. In the car There was a Gryffindor - I'm sure it was a Gryffindor, who described the scene where Potter killed Diggory so vividly, as if he was there at the time - and he was later killed by Hermione G. Lan Jie caught it and scolded him."

"They can't care about their reputation. Most people think that Slytherin is the safest now, like it was in the second year." Pansy sneered, "Then they swarmed into Slytherin, oh, transfer , really set a new precedent for Hogwarts, I never thought of such a thing before."

"Do Gryffindors think so?" Hearing what Pansy said, Draco's expression became very subtle. "Isn't 'rude and nerveless enthusiasm and bravery' the only good thing about that damn house?"

"Maybe they find out after waking up that it's more cost-effective to find a way to stay alive." Pan Xi smiled meanly.

"Well... Anyway, the Slytherin table is not as loose as they imagined." Draco said lazily, and glanced up at Gryffindor who was directly opposite the Slytherin table At the long table, he keenly noticed that the atmosphere there was not very good. At least the faces of the Gryffindor gold trio were ugly. They seemed to have had a dispute with someone just now.His silver-gray eyes flicked across every face that was not unfamiliar. Finally, Draco paused and found another person on the other side of the long table, with unremarkable brown hair and a lot of growth on his face. freckles, and he also looked annoyed, giving Harry Potter a sideways look of resentment from time to time.

What's your name?

Seamus what? ……Can not remember.

Oh, infighting.It's too bad, isn't it?Cursing the corners of his lips, the platinum noble showed a contemptuous expression.

The dinner ended quickly, and when all the plates disappeared in front of everyone, Dumbledore made a brief concluding remark, and Scorpius noticed that the pink lady Toad seemed to have a lot to say. After Lido stood up, she also stood up stupidly, and scanned all the students below with a terrifying and loving gaze.

But before she opened her mouth to utter the first letter, Dumbledore said, good night.

The students responded quickly, and everyone exchanged a playful look, and the auditorium became even more noisy.Draco stood impatiently at the end of the long table, dragged his tone, and said flatly in a tone that everyone was familiar with: "First-year freshmen come here."

Astoria seemed to want to go to him, but a new girl from the first grade stumbled her. Her school uniform skirt somehow got stuck in the gap of the chair, and now she was full of anxiety. Flushing, and Astoria was her lifeline, the boys graciously bypassed the two girls in embarrassing trouble, and Pansy stood up, cleared her throat, and said with undisguised superiority. Gesture to go to the center of trouble.

Two minutes later, they all returned to the team, including the first-year freshman.

"Irene Francia, my grandmother is French." Pansy walked back to Scorpius and the others, frowning slightly, "I wonder why she chose to come to Hogwarts instead of reading Beauxbatons."

"Why don't you wonder that I came to Hogwarts instead of studying Taoism in China?" Scorpius yawned wearily, and said without interest, "You are curious about too many things, Pansy."

"A woman's sixth sense tells me that something is wrong, my dear boy." Pansy raised her chin. "For example, I noticed that she would secretly look at Draco out of the corner of her eye."

Scorpius paused with his hand on his mouth, and said in a little surprise, "Isn't there Astoria? Why, how many are Draco going to marry?"

Pan Xijiao said with a smile: "As far as I know, the Greengrass family has only half-footed into Malfoy Manor, and they are still far away from becoming the next mistress of Malfoy Manor. By then, they will be able to sit on the shining golden throne." Sitting, I don’t know who it is.”

"It won't be you anyway."

A somewhat indifferent but pleasant female voice sounded behind them.Daphne Greengrass did not know when she appeared, and followed behind the team without turning her eyes.

"Of course it can't be you, you crazy woman." Pansy squinted at her friend, "How does it feel to be defeated by your sister, I noticed that you didn't get the prefect badge."

"As if you have it." Daphne grinned at Pansy, her teeth were white and straight, "My parents are as stupid as proving that I want to accompany them, an observatory is a good investment in their opinion, but I said it's uncertain whether the next 'mistress' at Malfoy Manor will be."

Pansy paused, and put away the relaxed expression on her face. She dragged back to Daphne who was walking forward with her head held high. The latter frowned slightly, muttering something like 'you hurt me, shrew' .Seeing that Pansy didn't look like she was joking, Daphne simply put away her dishonest expression. Pansy stared at her for a while, carefully staring at Daphne's eyes until she rolled her eyes in an inelegant manner. , said something that made Scorpius inexplicable, she said: "I haven't grown snake eyes yet, let me go."

Pansy pouted and let her go.Daphne moved her sore hand and rushed to the front of the line.

Scorpius was a little confused: "What's going on?"

"It is rumored that the Greengrass family has the blood of Cassandra's descendants, the 'place' of the Ministry of Magic... half of the information comes from this family-but those are all rumors." Pansy rolled her eyes, "Daphne Better not, or she'll freak me out—Gosh, of course I'm not discriminating against wizards and wizard-to-wizard soul contracts, it's just that the Malfoy family hasn't been in a long time—"

"Wait, wait, what wizard and wizard's soul contract? And Cassandra, what is that?"

"The Greek goddess of prophecy, after being cursed by Apollo, as long as she uses her prophecy ability, she will turn into a halfling snake—what are you talking about?"

Everyone turned their heads and saw at a glance the tired Prince Slytherin standing at the end of the corridor, watching them from a distance.

Pansy gasped, and by the faint candlelight, Scorpius noticed that this fearless girl seemed shy, she blinked, and said in a silly way: "Draco, when did you Come—"

"Just now," after seeing Scorpius, Draco seemed relieved, walked over quickly with a worried look, grabbed him and dragged him forward, and muttered, "Just now When this ignorant kid asked what 'Cassandra' was—well, let's get down to business, I said why is there a third grade missing, and it was you. Professor Snape has been waiting in the common room for a long time, gill Saccharomyces, remember? You have reached the age where you can participate in the short-term protection team, can you stop worrying me?"

"Who? Who protects whom?" Scorpius stumbled forward with a puzzled face, "Me? Who can I protect?"

"Ask Professor Snape," Draco said in an unflattering tone, curling the corners of his lips, "although I don't think you can take care of anyone."

"Oh, is that so?" Scorpius mocked immediately, "So you have a new job this year?"

"As if I wasn't busy enough, Quidditch, Prefects, and the damn OWL exam—"

"Who," Scorpius asked behind Draco's back, watching Draco stoop into the passageway to the Slytherin common room, "you're bringing new students again this year?"

"A little girl named Irene Francia, who looked just like trouble - I heard her grandmother was French, and I wondered how she couldn't take her troubles to the class of Beauxbatons. Seniors—" When he turned around and saw Scorpius clearly through the light in the corridor of the lounge, Draco's voice paused, and after a moment of silence, he asked in a more subtle tone, "May I ask , what is your expression?"

"Draco," Scorpius cleared his throat, trying to be serious and nonchalant, "how many wives are you going to have in the future?"

The corners of Prince Slytherin's lips curled into a line: "Very good, great. Tell me, did you hear what Pansy and the others said again?"

"Hey, how did you know that?"

Draco's face was full of sarcasm: "Because of Merlin's beard, you now look like a girl with gossip written all over your face—"

"Nonsense, I'm not showing it at all." Scorpius interrupted him with a vehement retort.

"My God, talking to you really lowers IQ." Draco muttered, "Anyway, hurry up, there's a first-year boy who can't find someone to take him with you, take it away as soon as you see it suits—— "

"It's not about picking cabbage, what do you mean take it away when it suits you?"

"When will you learn not to talk back to me?"

"It's a pity, I'm afraid never will be."

"Scorpius Gretel, you've changed. You weren't so mean before. Where's that good boy who can't speak well, huh?"

"You haven't gotten up at all today, Master Malfoy—wait a minute, you think I look good when I can't speak English well?"

"..."

"...Are you going to tell me the truth? Your strange taste scares me a little, Draco."

"Damn it, I didn't! For Merlin's sake, shut up!"