[HP] Noble

In the end, it was Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick who worked together to move the pond away—George and his experiments were so successful that Scorpius suspected that they used advanced magic such as space movement to move the tropical A piece of a real pond in the rainforest was dug up—maybe someone who is exploring in that jungle now happens to pass by and find that the middle of a certain pond has become the floor of Hogwarts.

They even saw a toad with red wings jumping out of the water, and the jet of water knocked away Professor McGonagall's lace hat. Of course, Professor McGonagall looked very unhappy, but Now almost the whole face has become serious and scary.

"African red-winged tree frogs!" Fred's enthusiastic voice sounded behind Scorpius. "I remember! Their eggs are a very good and powerful dye-and they are very nutritious, George, as well Remember our new strawberry fudge? You always complained it didn't look red enough—"

"..." Scorpius decided that he would never eat any food from the twin brothers' pockets.

When the pond finally returned to what it should have been like on the Hogwarts floor and it was no longer as soft as stepping on it, the class bell rang.Ms. Umbridge thanked Professor McGonagall and the others in a very annoying tone - to be honest, it was more like she was waiting for Professor McGonagall to "thank her for calling".

The first-year students crowded into the classroom in a mess, and the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom was closed in front of everyone.Scorpius swore he saw Professor McGonagall rolling her eyes at the closed door, then she turned around quickly, glared at Scorpius and the others with a terrifying warning look, and then stepped on Her high heels thumped and she hurried away - if I remembered correctly, the second-year Ravenclaws and Gryffindors were still waiting for her in the Transfiguration classroom.

Fred whistled, stood on tiptoe lazily watching his dean leave, raised his voice, and waved at her back in a funny gesture: "We're just passing by, professor, really just passing by !"

It may be that they have always pretended to be incompatible with Gryffindor, and the Slytherins all maintained a deadpan state about this, but Daphne covered her lips and smiled sweetly. She has always been a beautiful girl——when she looks like a When a real girl smiles, she can definitely be among the top five girls in Hogwarts.

"You still think he's funny, don't you?" Pansy said to his female companion with a sneer on his face as he walked back down the road, "Wonderful to know Mr. Greengrass knows his precious eldest daughter is in love with Wes Will the poor boy from the Lai family go crazy?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Pansy." She didn't seem to like the joke, Daphne held back her smile, her lips pursed slightly to look a little serious.Astoria, who was beside her, glanced at her sister quickly, then turned her head, and focused on the scenery outside the window.

At noon that day, Daphne received a roaring letter.

It was a rare thing on the long table of Slytherin. When an all-black owl of unknown species landed gracefully on the long table of Slytherin with the red letter, Scorpius couldn't believe it. Eyes: "Whose Howler Letter?" He reached out and freed Beetui from the claws of the black owl—the poor three-legged turtle that every passing bird seemed to take a special interest in.

Scorpius tucked Beatri into the pocket of Draco's robes, and when he looked up, the Slytherin table was eerily quiet, everyone staring at the strange bird—until Daphne came from Pansy Standing up beside him, he said palely, "My family."

Mrs. Greengrass counted Daphne from head to toe in her high-pitched, piercing voice - she didn't scream, but she was spelled so loudly that the entire auditorium could hear what she said Clearly, when Mrs. Greengrass calmly said the words "If you change your surname to 'Weasley', the Greengrass family will remove you forever" in a clear and elegant tone, Even the tittering at the Gryffindor table stopped suddenly.

The Great Hall became as silent as the Slytherin table.

"What the hell is going on this year?" Pansy cursed in a low voice, pulling Daphne into her arms and slapping her on the back rudely, "Gryffindor and Slytherin have to be like this Happy in a pair, eh?—Oh, come on Daphne stop crying, you're going to spoil my new tie again—”

Seeing Pansy sitting there fidgeting and comforting his friend lamely, Draco frowned deeply. After a while, he said calmly, "Take her out of the auditorium first, Pansy." Pansy raised his head, Looked like he wanted to refute.But after she glanced at Draco, she hesitated for a while, then nodded briskly, then pulled Daphne up with great effort, and the two walked out under the eyes of everyone.

When the door of the Great Hall closed behind the two Slytherin girls, it suddenly seemed like a pot had exploded in the Great Hall.

Especially the Gryffindor table.

"—I really don't know why you're blushing, Ron?" Hermione stuffed a pea into her mouth, chewed it, and put down her fork with disdain on her face, "There are four full Weasleys on this table. "

"Oh, please, Hermione—I don't count." Ginny, who was sitting opposite Harry, immediately raised her hands, "Female, male."

"Okay, you don't count." Hermione glanced at her. Ginny, who is in the fourth grade this year, has gradually become a beautiful girl. Hermione smiled, "I know who you like, Ginny."

"No, you don't know," said Ginny firmly.

"I know, you don't hide it very well, dear." Hermione replied calmly, and then turned to Ron, "Okay, for Merlin's sake, if you blush again, I will kill you." Lost my appetite, Ron! There are two Weasleys at the table, George and Fred, and I think Greengrass—”

"Who would like them!" Ron looked a little excited, he knocked over his plate, and a little ketchup splashed on his red face, "Even a normal person wouldn't like Fred! Or George!"

Hermione raised an eyebrow: "I didn't expect that I was not a normal person in your eyes."

"—I'm proud of you, Hermione. If normal people are like Ron, we'd rather not be normal people." George came up from behind with a smile, and put his hand on the disheveled Gryffin On the know-it-all shoulder, Hermione let out a long breath and slapped his hand down impatiently.

"But we're the same age!" Ron retorted fiercely.

Ginny squirted a mouthful of pumpkin juice back into her glass—

"Oh thanks, Neville—" the red-haired girl took the napkin and wiped her mouth indiscriminately. "My God, Ron, did you come back from the last century to reverse time and space? Who wants to talk to your peers now?" in love--"

"No...Actually, it's not impossible to fall in love at the same age - it's just Ron, don't you like Gretel?" Harry also opened his mouth and giggled - this is the first time since he started school. Find something that can make him smile from the bottom of his heart.

"Yes, I like him—no, no, who said I like him!" Ron stood up, "But it's different, I'm a responsible person, I think I need to talk to Greenglass say clearly--"

After finishing speaking, before anyone else in Gryffindor could react, Ron had already rushed out—not even taking his schoolbag.

"Ron Weasley? How is it him? The spokesperson of the Weasley family?——" Scorpius almost broke his neck, he asked incredulously, following the figure who disappeared outside the door , "Wait, did they misunderstand something?"

"Let him go." Draco yawned lazily, "I can't help but pity him when I think about what an angry Daphne and Pansy will do to him."

Scorpius stretched his neck, glanced at Astoria who was sitting at the end of the long table, who was patiently explaining some textbook knowledge to a first-grade girl at this moment, curled his lips a little uncomfortable: "I think What Astoria did was unethical."

"why no?"

"inappropriate."

Draco was silent for a while, and put down the tableware in his hands - the dessert on his plate hadn't been touched much, and even the cream didn't see many scratches: "Actually, she didn't do anything wrong in this matter."

Scorpius raised an eyebrow. "Oh Draco, are you speaking for her?"

"Of course not, you idiot." Draco glanced at him disdainfully, "As an ancient nobleman, the Greengrass family has a long history, and there are countless marriage partners. Their family strength has declined in recent years, and they need a background A powerful family supports their prosperity, and under such circumstances, of course they will not allow the Weasley family, who can't even get half a galleon in Gringotts, to have anything to do with them."

Scorpius: "What about free love?"

"At least among the nobles, it never existed." He answered decisively.

"So the rumors are true?"

"What rumor?"

"Will you marry Astoria?"

"will not."

"what?"

Scorpius watched the cherry being poked a small hole by the fork, the bright red juice splashed out, and some of it got on the tablecloth: "What?"

"...Maybe not." Draco hesitated for a moment, "The Malfoy family has been prosperous for a hundred years, and they don't need any help from other families - of course, if there is, it will be icing on the cake, if not, I won't force it..."

The platinum nobleman's silver-gray pupils moved, and his eyes swept across the face of the black-haired Slytherin who was lowering his head and concentrating on cleaning the tablecloth with his wand. Then, when the other party raised his head and looked at him curiously , resumed his indifferent tone, protracted and emphasized lazily: "Of course, at least I will bring home a pure blood, otherwise my father may go crazy."