[HP] Noble

Walking to the door of the common room, Draco stopped arguing with Scorpius, he shut his mouth like any qualified Slytherin prefect, put away his mean face, at this time At this moment, Master Malfoy looked handsome and elegant.He cleared his throat, and even pretended to push the door to the common room for Scorpius, who gave him a blank look and walked into the common room first.

It seemed that all the necessary people were there waiting for them. Scorpius was a little unaccustomed to being watched, so he forced a slightly awkward smile on his lips.

"—It seems that the lost lamb is finally willing to return to its cold sheepfold."

There was a silky hiss from behind the crowd, and the first years shifted in fear until finally, behind them, the Head Slytherin sat on a soft chair.He stood up, and Scorpius subconsciously took a step back, stepping on Draco's foot - the latter did not scold him in public, and just pulled his foot viciously away from the third-year Slytherin's. She came out, and then stabbed him hard behind his back.

It was only then that Scorpius noticed that there was a boy with dark eyebrows and eyes beside Professor Snape.

"Good night, Professor Snape." Well, anyway... Scorpius said honestly.

The head of Slytherin nodded slowly, almost imperceptibly.Then the Slytherin lounge fell into silence, only to hear their dean hissing and protracted his tone in a suffocating tone with his usual expressionless attitude: "I doubt whether you Assuming the duties of a leader, Mr. Gretel—come here, Mr. Dilga Brest."

A mocking smile froze on Draco's face.

"What?" Scorpius touched his ear in disbelief. "Excuse me, sir?"

"Regel Dearbrest, chose Hogwarts over Durmstrang this year."

"Hehe," Scorpius felt like he was going crazy, "Regel? Oh great, you're not Raynor's brother, tell me you're not—"

"Mr. Gretel, I have to remind you to watch your tone—"

"I am, sir." The boy who had been silent all this time finally spoke. His voice seemed childish, polite and rusty with a heavy German accent. He was wearing a Hogwarts school uniform. Nepe walked out, came to Scorpius and stretched out his hand. The latter was stunned, and subconsciously stretched out his paw to hold the hand that almost reached under his nose.

Then he saw the German boy give a faint smile, which, to be honest, wasn't particularly comfortable.

"I'm from Dilja Brest's family, Renault Dilja Brest is my older brother." Withdrawing his hand, Rachel regained his indifferent expression, which made him look cold His face was even more unapproachable, and the boy, who was only as tall as Scorpius' shoulders, shrugged and said slowly, "I just want to see what Renault's future soul contractor looks like."

……

There was a brief, suffocating silence in the Slytherin common room.

Ha ha.

On the first day of the new semester, Scorpius' secrets were ruthlessly and completely revealed. Of course, everyone was surprised, and the most frightening thing was that even Professor Snape He raised an eyebrow... Although he thanked Merlin, he quickly put it down.

Scorpius wiped his face feebly: "I didn't promise him."

Rachel smiled indifferently: "You will agree."

So Scorpius finally understood that this child and Renault were on the same route——

Fine, give up communicating.

This frightening start-of-the-school night kept Scorpius up all night, and what was even more frightening was that when he appeared in the common room with thick dark circles under his eyes, he found that everyone's smile seemed to be filled with happiness. content.Rachel Dilgabrest seemed to have been waiting there early, and even patted his arm tolerantly when Scorpius walked past him, and said in a calm tone: "Relax, there's no shame in that."

It's really not ashamed.

Dilja Brest is a big family hahahaha.

Weakly stuffing himself into the edge of the long table, the door of the auditorium was pushed open again, this time Draco walked in with his new guide object expressionlessly from outside, Draco walked in front, holding There is still something like that little girl's schoolbag in it-why didn't I get this kind of treatment back then?Scorpius weakly stuffed a mouthful of scrambled eggs into his mouth, chewing mechanically.

When the platinum aristocrat sat down beside him with a familiar aura, and Scorpius stuffed another mouthful of bread to support himself, Draco finally broke the silence: "So, the engagement invitation?"

Scorpius spat the bread back onto his plate.

Prince Slytherin raised his eyebrows in distaste, and moved his plate a little away—this was probably caused by a strong thirst for knowledge, otherwise Scorpius would have no doubt that Draco would just pick up his plate and leave. And the farther away from himself within the permissible range of the Slytherin table, the better.

"You never mentioned it." Draco said in a tone of disbelief. "Honestly, that Dirga Brest actually sent you an engagement invitation?"

Scorpius was a little upset: "Your tone sounds like you're telling a joke."

"Oh come on, isn't that funny enough?" Draco asked relentlessly.

"Draco," Scorpius put down the fork in his hand, turned around, and watched the platinum nobleman absent-mindedly deliver a piece of bacon to the mouth of the three-legged tortoise. The third-year Slytherin cleared his throat and continued, "I'm bored enough that today everyone will send me a Something like a... er, 'knowing' secret smile—"

"Don't laugh!" Scorpius interrupted the sneers of the people around him petulantly, "I've seen enough people smiling silly at me."

"Oh, well, I didn't smile at you stupidly." Draco shook his head and rolled his eyes in a not-so-noble way, "Actually, Dirga Brest is a big family in the German magic world , and to be fair, there's no shame in that."

"Regel has already comforted me with this sentence today," Scorpius said dryly, "it has no other effect except to make me feel worse."

"Oh, yes." Draco nodded slowly, "Then I'll put it another way—if it was revealed yesterday that you received an engagement invitation from Ron Weasley—"

"...I feel much better now." Scorpius was terrified, "Thank you, and stop!"

Contrast creates beauty.Draco shrugged, and was about to continue to say something, when suddenly a cheerful girl came from behind and interrupted the conversation between the two.

"—Hi, good morning, Draco! Good morning, Scorpius!"

Pansy put the schoolbag that didn't contain many books in her hand on the chair, and then sat down opposite Scorpius. She took a sip of pumpkin juice, then put down the silver cup, and folded her hands on the long Slytherin table , sat up straight and said, "Scorpius, you did it."

"What did you do?"

"Let me look up, all the boys I can see have your name written all over them."

"...Congratulations on fulfilling your dream, Pansy..." Under Pansy Chong's friendly and enthusiastic gaze, Scorpius stood up muttering, "This morning is simply a nightmare I can't wake up from, I'd rather go back Share its tin of cat food with Grayball."

"You don't necessarily want Grayball," Draco drew out, "Oh, please sit down, boy, where are you going?"

"Anywhere without a Slytherin smiling at me."

"There are no doors, and you have to send your guide to the classroom and sit down," said the Slytherin prince lazily.Scorpius hesitated for a moment. At this time, he saw the shiny prefect badge on Draco's chest, so the third-year Slytherin hesitated and asked, "If I don't sit down, will you consider?" Put me in confinement or something?"

"Confinement? If you lose your guide, Professor Snape will skin you like an African grass snake." Draco's tone was steady, as if he was telling a very ordinary fact, "The rules that Slytherin has kept for so many years, don't try to break them, the tragic consequences will make you fully aware of how stupid you are."