[HP] Noble

It was the first time that Scorpius saw the nervous look of the old principal. He stood up from his seat, and the speed across the hall was a bit harsh for an elderly man.He followed closely behind Professor McGonagall, with Peeves leading the way, giggling.Unexpectedly, Professor Snape stayed and asked everyone to gather in the auditorium immediately. For a while, the Hogwarts auditorium was chaotic. The captains all returned to their respective colleges and began to count the number of people.

Slytherins seemed particularly at ease amidst the chaos.

"It's hard to imagine, who with any brain would use a portrait as the entrance to the lounge?" Draco sneered lazily.

When he said this, Zabini happened to be returning from the long table in Ravenclaw - he was on good terms with most of the senior girls there, his hands were in his pockets, and there was a hint of interest in the corner of his mouth. Smile: "They said that the portrait of Gryffindor, the fat woman, was scared and hid. Now Dumbledore is looking for her all over the castle."

Draco let out a slightly harsh sneer.

"What do you think he was doing in the Gryffindor bedroom?" Pansy interjected curiously.

"It's so obvious, revisiting the old place." Nott said, "Siris Black was a Gryffindor once, and I believe he is the only Gryffindor in Azkaban."

Draco scowled and hissed, "This isn't funny, Nott."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Nott shrugged his shoulders insincerely. Then he remembered that since the fall of the mysterious man, some people in Slytherin have one or both of their parents and relatives in Azkaban. Among them was Draco's mother, Narcissa Malfoy's sister, Bellatrix, the famous Death Eater.

After a short silence, the whole Slytherin table was peaceful again, although the other three houses looked very panicked.In a group of chatting and laughing students, the fidgeting Scorpius seemed particularly abrupt.It occurred to him that Blackie didn't stay in his dormitory until dinner, maybe it slipped out for a walk again, and according to what Malfoy said before, that guy especially liked to go to the gate of Gryffindor Tower—

Thinking of this, Scorpius finally felt that he couldn't sit still. He turned pale and stood up suddenly.

"No, don't even think about it. Sit down, Gretel." Draco Malfoy seemed to have guessed what Scorpius was going to do, and moved his eyes from Pansy who was chattering to him, with a gloomy face Order.

Scorpius' voice was so dry and hoarse that he was almost angry, his eyes were bright, and he looked at the indifferent platinum nobleman with some pleas: "I have to go and see my dog."

But his "guide" shook his head unmoved: "Blake won't be interested in a big stupid dog. Now, sit down."

"If it gets in his way—"

"Then I'll get you the purest swallowtail pup in the whole of England." Draco lazily interrupted him, "As long as you forget the dirty one now, it always loves to run around in dirtier places wild dogs."

"Oh no! You're not allowed to say that!" Scorpius turned pale and red again, and he clenched his fists, looking ready to put the plate full of curry on Draco's head at any moment.Pansy let out a brief exclamation for this scene, and before she could say the first half of a word, Zabini tightly covered her mouth from behind.

Prince Slytherin, who thought he was seriously offended, glanced at the ignorant first year from head to toe in disbelief, and finally nodded slowly, with a smirk that made everyone's backs tighten.He reached out to grab an apple on the dining table and tossed it up and down. In fact, anyone who knew Draco well knew that he was really annoyed at the moment.

"You contradict me for a dog."

His silver-gray eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked dangerously at Scorpius, who immediately became at a loss from being fearless, and the little Slytherin began to shake uncomfortably, as if he didn't know where to put his hands and feet It seems appropriate.

"Oh, little Gretel, it's your fault this time." Zabini tried to restore the stiff situation, "You know, the swallowtail dog is a very expensive and rare magical animal... No, that's not the point. For three years, I never realized that Draco could be considerate—"

"—Although this method is damn tough...Damn Blaise! Are you trying to suffocate me?!" Pansy slapped Zabini's hand over his mouth.

"Oh, sorry, Your Royal Highness." Zabini said with a smirk.

Draco glanced at his friends with hippie smiles, and finally gave Scorpius a glance from the corner of his eye. He was expressionless, as if talking to the air: "Now, I announce that our protective relationship is terminated, and we only need to get the prefect Unity, you can go to your dog."

"You..." Scorpius widened his eyes in surprise, and then drooped the corners of his mouth in frustration. He pursed his lips tightly. If he was worried that Heizi would make things look bad, his stomach had already dropped to his ass at this moment , "I... I'm sorry, Mr. Malfoy, I didn't think about it that much."

"It's late." Draco smirked, "Now, get out of my way."

At this time, the prefect of Slytherin called everyone from the other side of the long table to gather and go back to the Slytherin cellar immediately, and Draco also turned his head indifferently to look at the front of the team, and seemed to have no intention of looking at Scorpius again At a glance, Scorpius carefully wanted to tug on his sleeve, but he didn't know if it was the elder's intention. He didn't succeed, and the fine-textured robe just happened to slide away in front of his eyes as if it had life. .

Zabini, who saw this little move in his eyes, patted Scorpius, who was so depressed that he almost fainted, and took a few small steps to catch up with Draco, who was walking proudly at the front of the team, and said to his friend amusedly: "Hey, he looks like he's about to cry."

Pansy, who was hanging on Draco's arm, immediately turned her face when she heard this, trying to find a wet little face in the crowd, but she was unsuccessful, she only saw the first grade standing in the crowd looking very confused, to be honest , that is pitiful enough.It's a pity that the platinum noble next to her just let out a sneer, stared straight ahead indifferently, and reminded gently: "You will break your neck, Pansy."

"...Draco," Pansy turned his face away calmly, "Although it's not your fault this time, I still think you're acting like an asshole."

"Oh, like who the hell cares, I always do." The Slytherin prince smiled nonchalantly.

"It's really self-aware... Seriously, Draco, do you really want to end the relationship with him as a leader?" Zabini narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of calculation on his handsome face. He said thoughtfully, "I I think Professor Snape will not refuse me to guide two first years at the same time."

"You're dreaming, Blaise." Draco smiled contemptuously. "He just needs a lesson to figure out who is irresistible. Now, please go with Nott to find that stupid Yes, a silly dog ​​who always likes to run around."

"Hey, Blake's still in the castle! The murderer!"

"So it's you and Nott, not you alone."

"Malfoy, you little bastard, why should I listen to you?"

"Because this is the third year, I'm always used to giving orders and then you carry them out. Are you going to break this rule?"

"Uh, not yet."

"Then go find the dog."

"It knows its way," Zabini emphasized with a slight frown as he thought of the big black dog with shaggy hair all the time. "I've seen him stroll back to the Slytherin cellar by himself several times, and this time he can also—you said Yes, there's no way Black would be interested in it."

"You think I'm concerned about that dog's safety?" Draco cast a sneering glance at his friend in disbelief, "For Merlin's sake, Blaise, I thought you'd be smarter than Goyle a little--"

"He's just trying to make little Scorpius feel more guilty—Draco Malfoy, you little villain who always plays with people's hearts." Pansy said briskly, his voice full of admiration and love.

"Thanks for the compliment, Pansy." Draco returned a perfect smirk.