[HP] Noble

After Draco went to see Umbridge, he emerged from the door of the Slytherin common room almost at curfew, when Scorpius was alone by the fire in the common room, propping himself up on one hand. With his jaw down, he was quietly and intently flipping through the book in his hand.Draco looked up casually when he came back, and almost immediately noticed that Master Malfoy's expression had become a little strange - it wasn't particularly bad, it looked like he had had too much butterbeer and then ate a few more. The frog chocolate that didn't bite off its legs, looks both tangled and cheerful——

Scorpius stared at him for a while, and when Draco impatiently asked him to "move his ass", he reluctantly moved aside, and the two of them crowded together unnecessarily On the single sofa.Draco took the book in Scorpius' hand, and changed his face after looking at it twice: ""The Tales of Beedle the Poet"? How old are you and still read fairy tales?"

Scorpius thought he was aroused by the Slytherin prince's expression of disbelief. "Why can't I read fairy tales in the wizarding world?" The third-year Slytherin rolled his eyes and snatched the book back from Draco's hands, "I think it's quite interesting, bring it—I haven't read it yet What about the ending—”

"The ending is—"

"Let me see for myself I don't want to hear your ending shut up—"

"Two of the three brothers died, and the one with the invisibility cloak escaped death's pursuit." Draco finished speaking quickly, and the corners of his lips curled up to reveal that rather annoying smirk, full of malice.

"Hey!" Scorpius slapped the book back on the table and snorted angrily, "Draco, you bastard!"

"Don't be an idiot boy," the platinum nobleman nestled himself on the sofa and yawned listlessly, "If you are half your age, you might be suitable to read this kind of fairy tale book. I read it when I was five years old. Already asked my mom to stop reading this to me at bedtime."

"Yeah, yeah," Scorpius said mockingly, "you sounded much more likable when you were a kid than you do now."

"At least better than his peers." Draco actually seemed quite proud to answer.

"Okay, what happened to you tonight that made you feel so good about yourself?" Scorpius asked, "The moment you walked into the common room you looked like Goyle or Crabbe just back from a date. "

"...This is really a serious insult, whether it is from a verb or an adjective or a metaphor." Draco recovered his expressionless face, "I went to Umbridge's office and she showed me a A Ministry of Magic document - the gist of which is, of course, as poorly expressed as it used to be, but barely understandable - she has acquired some powers to interfere with school policy, which seems to be the Ministry's intention."

"...If you know too much, you will be killed."

"Oh, please shut up." Draco said with a headache, "The woman asked me to go to test me, is there any interest in working for her, and if so, will she give me some power?"

"Sorry?" Scorpius was stunned, put the book in his hand aside, cleared his throat and asked, "Some what?"

"that power."

"for example?"

Draco sneered: "Deduct points for other colleges."

"...prefects have the right to deduct points? That would be chaos." Scorpius frowned slightly, "Ron Weasley will deduct Slytherin's points to death, and you, of course, will Treating Gryffindor's funnel like this—wait a minute, I suddenly feel that Hufflepuff is going to win the house cup again this semester, what should I do!"

At the end-of-semester dinner at the end of last semester, Dumbledore added a thousand points to Cedric without any reason. Hufflepuff's funnel was filled to the brim like never before, and they got dozens of them. It was the first Academy Cup in the year, but no one was very happy, because it was an honor that their friends paid for their lives. Their dean wept and placed the Academy Cup in the middle of her office, and the Academy Next to the cup is a picture of Cedric Diggory.

...Speaking of which, before the thousand points, Slytherin was the first, but under such special circumstances, even if they just lost the Academy Cup, the Slytherins didn't have any objections— —

But this does not mean that the second year will continue to give up the Academy Cup for a strange reason that is unacceptable.

"Don't you understand?" Draco said contemptuously, "Only I, can deduct points, not the prefects - not even the head of the student body, only me."

"I really don't want to ask you how Potter reacted when he heard the news." Scorpius muttered, "I remember that he should be one of the people who participated in your meeting in that office tonight."

"Yes, he was punished for writing there." As if recalling some disgusting memory, Draco wrinkled his nose in disgust, and then quickly moved away from the subject, "I heard that Umbridge is going to give me the right to deduct points He jumped off the edge of the table, knocked over his ink bottle - he had to rewrite the sentence he had already written, and went on to complete the next week of confinement."

"It's just writing?" Scorpius was a little surprised. "Umbridge doesn't seem to be such a talkative person—he made us say good morning three times!"

"Yeah," Draco said vaguely, yawning again, "won't you go to sleep?"

"I was reading here just now," Scorpius glanced at the story collection on the table, "but I'm not interested now, thank you very much."

"You're welcome."

When he said this, Draco was already walking towards the stairs leading to the boys' dormitory.

……

The next morning was the Defense Against the Dark Arts class of the first grade. When Scorpius and others escorted the first graders to the door of the familiar classroom, they saw that there were many people crowded in front of the door. The little children, all wearing gold and red ties, were discussing something excitedly.

"I think I smell a rotten stench." Scorpius pinched his nose and looked in, but unexpectedly saw a large piece of things that obviously shouldn't appear in the Hogwarts corridors— —

It was a large muddy pond that should be in a remote tropical rainforest, covering an area of ​​about five square meters, completely blocking the way into the classroom.The pond is like an original ecological environment that has been moved out of thin air. There are large green aquatic plants floating on it, and there seem to be creatures like crocodiles under the water. From time to time, a strange water mark will slide across the water surface. .

"I don't even want to ask who did it." Draco stood behind Scorpius with a sneer on his face. "It's obvious that silly baby Potter has sued the Weasley twins."

"—that's just a test product." A joking voice came from the corner behind them, and George Weasley lazily walked out, straightening his tie, "Successful products are not so easy to be removed , and it shouldn’t have such a strong smell—I’m afraid this shortcoming will arouse the resentment of other professors.”

"Even if it smells like violets, the professors won't be happy about it appearing in the corridors of Hogwarts." Draco raised his eyebrows slightly, "I haven't actually promised Umbridge yet, and you guys are too Her impatience will obviously irritate the toad woman."

Fred put his arm around George's shoulder and giggled.

Scorpius rolled his eyes, took out a blue talisman from his waist, shook it hesitantly, and then said: "Suddenly I feel that I really can't think of a suitable Taoism. To be honest, the Freezing Curse is actually more Appropriate." With that, he turned to Draco, who seemed unmoved, obviously not at all impressed by his proposal.

"Hey, Draco!" Scorpius raised an eyebrow. "We're here to make sure Slytherin first-years can walk into their classrooms with peace of mind."

"I don't know the Freezing Charm." Draco drew out, "I really don't."

"...Go to hell with you." Amidst Zabini's malicious sneer, Scorpius thought about it, and the blue talisman was clamped on his fingertips in a more formal position——

At this time, the sound of high heels sounded not far away.

"Okay, I'll hurry up—heavenly place, nine chapters of law, I'm—ah!"

The half-burned blue talisman fell to the ground feebly.

Scorpius patted the hand tightly around his waist angrily, but the other party obviously didn't intend to let him go, and instead increased the strength in his hand.As the sound of high heels became louder, a lazy voice with an arrogant tone and deliberately slowed down sounded in his ears, Prince Slytherin said lightly: "How many times have I told you not to be in a crowded place?" You don’t need to meddle in your own business if you use your little tricks indiscriminately—"

"—here, she's a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, doesn't it only take a second to deal with such a little prank?"

In fact, Umbridge was busy screaming into the pond when Draco said those words sarcastically, and sent for "Professor Flitwick at once".