[HP] Noble

Everyone who attended the class that day actually believed that even if the so-called "betrayal" and "death" in Fei Zelun's mouth were real, they should also come along with them—perhaps this made everything seem more reasonable.

And when the truth finally came and was placed in front of them, they realized how wrong they were.

When the students of Hogwarts officially have this charming and mysterious professor of prophecy, it happens that Christmas is approaching, and the days waiting for the holidays are often more charming than the holidays themselves. The week before Christmas is very exciting for everyone. Look relaxed and cheerful-this is for most Gryffindors, and compared to them, His Royal Highness Prince Slytherin is in dire straits all day long.

"—don't worry, this is all Umbridge making a fuss about, they're just getting together to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Sitting on the soft and warm sofa in the Slytherin common room, Scorpius drew out his wand and tapped Draco's glasses on the table, turning the gold-rimmed rim into a fiery red .

On the thick carpet on the other side of the sofa, the platinum aristocrat who was playing wizard chess with Zabini let out a cold snort without raising his head: "You mentioned the point yourself - 'gathering', remember, 'more than four people without Any assembly approved is a violation' - and, don't touch it, I don't have time before Christmas to go out and get a proper pair of glasses because you broke it!"

"Then try a vision correction spell," Scorpius said vaguely. "I think you can do it."

"Did you see any St. Mungo's therapist willing to use this spell? Who didn't have a pair of glasses on their nose, why do you think? To make himself look more knowledgeable and reliable?" Draco snorted nasally, very He said disdainfully, "I told you, boy, never try to use magic to change any part of your body, it will not end well."

"What about the state of the Animagus?"

Zabini sneered and shook his head, Draco raised his head with an expression as if he had been forced to take a sip of stinky juice, and he replied dryly: "No one told you that turning into an animal and running around is good for your health. "

"Okay," Scorpius shrugged and handed the glasses back to Draco, "closer to home, what do you think of Marietta's snitch? - 'Dumbledore's Army' - if you ask me, heck, that name It's really enough to tease Umbridge's lower limit of nerves—"

The latter mumbled a few words in an unknown language, and then he put on his glasses. After putting on the glasses, Prince Slytherin looked very elegant and refined. Scorpius thought it was because the lenses covered him somewhat. The perennial sarcasm in his eyes and the reasons for his arrogance.Draco paused, and turned his attention away from the wizard chess for a while: "She chose to tell me, which means that all the truth is not far from letting Umbridge know. But it's none of my business, I can No need to maintain a bunch of Gryffindors, I'm a Slytherin - (voice pauses) so what's the fuss?"

"I didn't expect you to know Marietta." Zabini moved one of the knights, and it hoofed hard enough to dismount Draco's knight.

"I don't know." Draco looked confused, "For Merlin's sake, you told me her name was Marietta."

"You can choose to let Mrs. Malfoy plant fewer roses in front of your window." Scorpius put down his wand and said blankly, "That way you will have fewer rotten peach blossoms, Draco - it affects Feng Shui ,real."

A large part of Scorpius thought he guessed it right—at least Prince Slytherin's face froze for a moment, and then he regained his composure, and he snorted softly: "What kind of argument is this? I've never heard of it .”

"There are many things you haven't heard of." The third-year Slytherin raised his jaw, "In the future, if your son cries all night long, I can help you solve it easily-for the sake of my classmates Come on, I will only charge you five Galleons."

"Not a single Silencing Charm or Sleeping Charm." Draco said scornfully, "Spare yourself."

"Simple and rough," Zabini commented.

"...I was almost so frightened by his righteousness that I couldn't find the words to fight back...Thank you, Blaise, for your very accurate evaluation." Scorpius turned his head to look at Draco, mockingly.

Until the two senior Slytherins slowly finished a game of wizard chess, Draco's queen threw the crown at the feet of Zabini's black knight.While Scorpius was racking his brains for a sensible and original ending to the Potions treatise, the two stood up.

"What are you going to do?" Scorpius asked without raising his head, dipped in ink.

Draco took out the antique pocket watch in his robe, looked at it, and said in a very flat tone, "Catch Potter."

"...Merlin, what is 'Potter', a new breed of magical animal in the Forbidden Forest?"

"Maybe," Draco replied, after a moment's hesitation, "the Gryffindor mascot?"