[HP] Noble

Dumbledore was efficient, and early the next morning, everyone was allowed back to their house common room.Everyone doesn't seem to be sleeping very well, even the Gryffindors are not very energetic today - "It's the only thing to be happy about." Draco commented bitterly, saying this As Scorpius buttoned the last silver button on his cloak, he looked up a little at Draco and saw a pale shadow cast under the platinum noble's pale eyelids... but other than that, he looked, uh , it's really great, at least every strand of hair is shining where they should be.

"Don't look at me, I'm ugly." On the right side of Scorpius, Pansy was covering her face and putting on the hood of the cloak. Her behavior inspired many people, and the Slytherins were almost grateful to wear the hood. The hat half covered his face, and by the end, Slytherins were all black.

"Oh, look! I almost saw the Death Eaters invading! Well, most of them will be in the future anyway." Ron Weasley commented loudly not far away.

"Ron!" screamed reproach, and it was Hermione, "You can't say that!"

"Please, both of you, can't you rest for a while?" Harry was still sitting on his sleeping bag, wiping his face wearily. A mess of nightmares kept him up all night. He dreamed of the wanted criminal, Si Rhys Black, he was laughing maniacally at himself with a Muggle kitchen knife, and then he dreamed of Lily screaming and Voldemort... oh, it sucks.He could only hope that he didn't groan in pain in his dream, shamefully.While his friends were saying this, Slytherins were passing by, but surprisingly no one paid any attention to them, no one even turned around and drew their wands.

Harry glanced up at Ron, not surprised to see his good friend's momentary loss.

Poor guy, you just lack a little presence.Harry thought sympathetically.

……

Grade [-] students are approaching NEWTs, their courses have been reduced, and sometimes they have a whole morning to go to the library to read books or do something else by themselves. "I won't read any books today, I'll sleep well until lunch," said a Slytherin seventh year whose name Scorpius didn't know, but who seemed to be on the house Quidditch team because he Frequently informed Draco of training times for Slytherin captain Flint.

His words drew resentful and envious eyes from most of the lower grades—the full schedule always seemed particularly powerless at this time.

Scorpius’s first class was herbal medicine. According to Professor Sprout’s notice of the previous class, their class was a practical class in a greenhouse, and they didn’t need textbooks—even if they did, maybe Or borrow one from the Ravenclaws, who usually keep their full-day course books in their schoolbags forever.

So Scorpius can safely spend his time on breakfast and teaching Heizi a lesson.

Walking out of the bathroom, Scorpius grabbed a handful of dog food from the cabinet and threw it into Heizi's bowl. The big dog immediately snorted in dissatisfaction. Scorpius glanced at it contemptuously, and said sharply: "Don't snore at me, Heizi, you only have this this week, because you always run around at inopportune times."

The big black dog immediately became quiet.

Scorpius looked around in a trance, and finally stopped on the carpet behind Heizi, some unexpected discovery made him frown slightly, bent down, and dragged Heizi's dog paw under his nose without hesitation, " Your claws are cracked, how did you do it?" Scorpius muttered dissatisfiedly, "It's so cold, the soil is about to freeze, you shouldn't go digging pits to hide bones on the land next to the Forbidden Forest."

Kuroko:"……"

Scorpius gently lowered its paw, touched the dog's head, turned around and pulled out a Slytherin green soft cushion from the cabinet and threw it on the ground beside the bed, and said gently: "Have a good rest, I will bring you some at noon The milk is back, er, if I can, I will ask Professor Sprout if there is any herbal remedy for tearing."

The big dog turned around and kicked the green mat with its hind legs in disgust.

Scorpius: "..."

So the cushion was kicked under the bed.

Scorpius had to crawl under the bed once more after washing himself, in order to pull out the stupid dog's mat, and threw the mat in his hands at Heizi's calm dog's face, and Scorpius rushed at it angrily Yelling: "Should I ask Potter to lend you a red Gryffindor mat?!"

Precise, from characters to objects.A trace of longing appeared on Dagou's face.

That's pretty damn good.Scorpius rolled his eyes to the sky, turned around and slammed the dormitory door hard.

Master Draco Malfoy would never get into the habit of waiting before breakfast, and as always, Scorpius was handed over to Zabini.He needed it today, though, and on the way back to the Great Hall, Scorpius took the time to thank Zabini—all the Slytherins didn't seem willing to have any conversation when they first woke up.

"No, don't thank me." Zabini said with a smile, "As Draco said, we didn't take long to find it near Gryffindor Tower, and it was hurrying back run."

Scorpius didn't want to ask him how a dog can tell it's in a hurry, and he turned his attention to another important point: "Mr. Malfoy?"

"Oh yes, it was him. As I said, he was a sweet little bastard," Zabini replied briskly, winking at Scorpius suggestively.Astoria also turned her head and gave him a smug smile.

The gate of the auditorium is right in front of you, Zabini walked in front, and gentlemanly opened the heavy gate for Mr. and Mrs. Xiao, and the warm breath rushed in. To be honest, it was really cold in the corridor.Stepping on the soft carpet, Scorpius found that everything in the auditorium had been restored, the messy sleeping bags were gone, the four long tables had returned to their original positions, and the tablecloths and tableware were on time for breakfast without a second of delay. Neatly arranged gestures appeared on the table, followed by a delicious, hot breakfast.

Draco was sitting in his place - the head of the third year, slowly buttering his own bread, not even lifting an eyelid when the door was pushed open.

"Pansy, pass me the cranberry jam," he ordered lazily.

A bottle of jam was put in his hand, and he could easily get it with just raising his hand. Draco raised his eyebrows in satisfaction: "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Scorpius replied quickly.

Draco paused, turned sideways slightly, narrowed his silver-gray eyes and looked thoughtfully at the first-year standing behind him, which made Scorpius a little nervous, he cleared Throat, said dryly, "That, thank you."

"You don't get paid for nothing, so what's the point?"

"Dog," said Scorpius curtly.

Draco squinted at Zabini, who was smiling next to him, and dragged his tone: "You are really nosy, Blaise."

"Sorry." Zabini shrugged insincerely, he could see from every pore of Draco how much he was actually satisfied with the situation, as Pansy said, the young master of the Malfoy family was always keen on this .

"Now, sit back in your seat, this belongs to the third grade." Draco ordered haughtily.

Scorpius hooked the corners of his lips, turned and returned to his position.

"I always thought he was quite afraid of you before," across the long table, Pansy propped her chin and poked the scrambled eggs in front of her with disinterest, she said softly with thick eyelashes, "but now, there seems to be a little Mistake."

"Not a happy conclusion, Miss Parkinson." Draco smirked back. "It's definitely not part of the Parkinson family's aristocratic code of conduct to play with your own food. Put down your fork before you get more embarrassing."

Pansy threw away her fork angrily and looked up at Draco: "It's certainly not in the Malfoy family's aristocratic code of conduct to disturb a lady's thinking!"

"You're a murderer." Draco said falsely with a frightened expression, "Tomorrow's Halloween party, I'm not sure if I dare to invite you to dance."

"Oh come on, Draco." Some of the associations were too scary to accept, so Pansy's tone softened, "You can't go and invite Daphne because of this, if you do, I will go to your cauldron Throwing the whole leech."

"To be discussed." Draco muttered, picked up the napkin, gracefully wiped away the non-existing food residues at the corner of his mouth, threw it back on the table and stood up, and raised his voice unceremoniously at the other end of the long table, "—— Stop any photosynthesis, little gillgrass, it's time to get back in your greenhouse, your pots are waiting for you."

"Excuse me, let me pour some more water." Amidst the laughter, Scorpius calmly drank the last sip of pumpkin juice in the cup, wiped his mouth and stood up, his actions seemed to be a revelation , One after another, all the first graders also began to organize their schoolbags, and then gathered around Scorpius to wait for the "guide" to lead them.

...that's a good sign, Scorpius thought sarcastically, I won't bite now, will I?Just because my "guide" was willing to talk to me again.

……

Sprout, the herbal medicine professor, is a typical Hufflepuff kind witch. After listening to Scorpius' description, she smiled and gave him a handful of purple herbs, "Northern round leaf bush, crushed mulberry On the wound," she urged, "don't waste that purple slurry, it will do wonders for tearing and pain relief."

It turns out she was right.At night, Scorpius, who returned to the dormitory after all the courses, looked at Heizi's paws with satisfaction. Except for the messy hair and blood stains, at least the original health was restored there, although the newly grown tender flesh looked It looks a little disgusting.

Before the big dog growled impatiently and tried to withdraw his paw, Scorpius let him go, washed himself hastily, and returned to the soft bed that belonged to him. He was so tired today that he almost Touching the pillow, he fell asleep.

Early the next morning was the weekend, Scorpius woke up naturally, spent a little time writing letters home, and then decided to find an owl to post in the afternoon when the wind was not so strong.

Walking into the common room, he found that it was a bit lively today. In the end, Astoria kindly told him that today is "Hogsmeade Visiting Day", which is the only village in the UK that is full of wizards. On some days, Hogwarts students from the third year and above were allowed to go there for a whole day, and today they might not come back to attend the Halloween dinner until evening.

Before setting off, Master Draco Malfoy in a dark green cloak walked around in front of Scorpius. Finally, he stood still, bent slightly, narrowed his eyes, and warned threateningly: "Stay honestly at school and don't cause trouble for me again."

"Okay." Scorpius nodded with a smile.

Draco looked a little satisfied, he straightened up, hesitated for a moment, and said arrogantly in the tone that Scorpius had seen those emperors bestowing eunuchs on TV before: "If you behave well, maybe I will bring you some candy."

"I swear to Merlin," Scorpius shrugged, "if someone didn't make trouble for me."