[HP] Noble

Time passed quickly, and when it was almost time for dinner, Scorpius got up to bid farewell to Hermione Granger who was still digging through the information.

"Thank you, Gretel." Hermione looked up at him, her dark brown eyes sparkling, and she said sincerely, "It's a lot of work—anyway, thanks."

"You're welcome." Scorpius gave her a friendly smile and turned to leave.

Walking around again, he couldn't find Pansy in the end, but she showed up at dinner time and sat down beside Draco with her head held high.

Prince Slytherin was engrossed in a book on herbalism - the illustration in the upper left corner of the book was in color and demonstrated the process in detail. He glanced at her quickly from behind his gold-rimmed glasses, and re- Turning his attention back to the book, "—the 'radiant charm' is too much." He commented in a low voice.

Pansy's face stiffened, but she relaxed quickly and snorted haughtily, "Shut up, nerd."

"Books can give me something other than a perfect face (Pansy rolled his eyes hard)—" Draco said seriously, "Pansy, how many beauty charms have you used? You see now Go 'shiny'." Now, he put the book down, tapped it with his wand and muttered under his breath to activate the bookmark function that came with the book itself, so that the next time he opened it to continue reading, he could immediately find the last time he read it. Where to - then Draco stuffed the book into his bag, frowning slightly thoughtfully.

Scorpius also happened to walk into the hall with Astoria and another first-year girl, Myla Fortina (it is said to be Knott's cousin), and the black-haired boy gently placed his schoolbag on the chair next to Pansy On: "Hey, Pansy, where have you been? Zabini and I have been looking for you all afternoon."

"I don't exist?" Draco sneered bitterly across from Pansy.

"Okay, hello, Draco." Scorpius said helplessly, Draco looked dissatisfied, but fortunately he didn't continue to attack, but looked at Pansy with suspicious eyes.

Pansy moved uneasily, but still answered Scorpius' question: "I'm just going to relax, gentlemen, don't be so free to guess what ladies are thinking?"

"You didn't even go to the Quidditch match!" Draco whispered incredulously, his wand once more in his hand, now looking side to side in Pansy's face, trying to shine a light on her. Excessive face does something.

"Don't make such a fuss, Draco!" Pansy didn't care about the movements of the platinum noble who was always obsessive-compulsively pursuing perfection, but said to himself, "What's so good about that thing, riding a broom in the sky Flying around, foolishly chasing balls, and having to find the one that's even bigger than a walnut—"

"The Snitch," Draco said dryly.

"Oh, yes, it's the Snitch." Pansy narrowed her eyes domineeringly and brushed her short black hair, "I think I may know why you wear glasses, Draco—such a small thing, even if you put it on It’s hard to find even if you’re blind.”

Strongly Agree.Scorpius smirked at the silver dinner plate in front of him, and soon the back of his head was retaliated—"Ow! Draco!" The first-year Slytherin narrowed his black eyes and looked angrily at Turning his face back, the high-spirited nobleman growled, and the other party leaned back slightly and gave him a lazy smirk.

"Well, in fact, it can be found—" Zabini appeared at some point, standing behind the three of them, and said in a protracted and annoying tone, "Today's game only took about Twenty minutes and ten minutes later, Potter found it—and that probably included the time he took to cast a Patronus Charm on Goyle and Crabbe."

"You said—impossible! 'Expecto Patronum' belongs to the category of advanced spells, and Potter is only in the third grade like us!" Pansy turned around sensitively, and raised her meticulously repaired eyebrows in disbelief. , "Is there something wrong? He can't do this."

"Not a complete Patronus Charm—an unformed physical Patronus." Draco sullenly replied for Zabini, "but the power is obviously strong enough to make Goyle and Clara Bu lay down overnight in the hospital wing."

"Merlin!" Pansy exclaimed in a low voice in surprise, looking a little worried and a little angry, "I don't want to imagine Weasley's smug face!"

Draco turned his head to think for a while, and then showed a very disgusted expression of disgust.

"Huh? Wait... What's the matter with Weasley?" Scorpius asked confused.

"..." Pansy cleared her throat showing a hint of embarrassment, but she put on a natural tone, "Whenever you think of Gryffindor who is rude, reckless and brainless, he is the representative character."

Draco let out a mocking sneer in approval, Zabini also nodded seriously, and after thinking about it, he added again, "Although I think the Mole's twins are kind of interesting-I mean, their Gizmos always drive Filch crazy...Damn, Merlin, that's a very lewd statement, isn't it?" Zabini shook his head impatiently.

Draco was already laughing on Pansy.

Scorpius calmly stuffed the baked potato that appeared on the plate into his mouth, deciding not to say anything about it.

……

It will be Christmas soon, and Hogwarts will take a long and short holiday every year at this time for students to go home for the holidays.

Scorpius has always been in a state of mind wandering lately. The stewed potatoes and pork vermicelli made by his mother and the oily and large grains of white rice always make his saliva secrete faster. In fact, he is already tired of eating all kinds of baked potatoes. And pies—that's a really bad thing, Scorpius self-examines gloomily, especially now that he's got six long years to live here, and he's going to have to force himself to get used to it.

On the day before the official holiday, Hogwarts was decorated with big red bows, huge copper bells and parasites everywhere, and the corridors were full of laughter before the holiday.Everyone had relaxed smiles on their faces, and Scorpius even heard Ron Weasley proclaim loudly before class that "Even Snape's hair isn't that greasy anymore!" The sentence was answered by the potions professor who stepped into the front door of the classroom with one leg, and Gryffindor was deducted five points for "insulting the professor".

But that doesn't stop every Gryffindor from showing his teeth happily.

The days of waiting for the holidays are often more glamorous than the holidays themselves.

After finishing all the classes of the day, except for the children who registered to stay in school, everyone began to pack up some autumn clothes that were no longer needed and prepared to take them home. They needed to make room for more children. Winter clothes, after all, the severe winter is approaching, and the weather is getting unbearably cold—even the huge lake outside the castle has been covered with a thick layer of ice. Scorpius vaguely remembers seeing giant squid not long ago The shadows of my tentacles flapping lazily beneath the ice, and now I can't see anything because of the thick white ice.

Slytherin's lounge is located at the bottom of the lake, and there is no ice there. Occasionally, you can see ferocious-looking merman attracted by the light from the lounge, and they will quickly turn around and run away as soon as people get close to them.Millicent also announced that she was sure that she had seen a good-looking male mermaid at the window, but of course, not many people were going to talk to her.

"That's in one of those ridiculous Muggle fairy tales, silly girl." Draco took the sofa closest to the fire, with his head resting on a soft Slytherin green cushion, shivering, but his face still covered He said disdainfully, "Pull up the curtains, Millicent——the cold air of the Black Lake will come through the window."

Astoria was sitting at the end of the sofa on which Draco was lying. The little girl was huddled in a ball and nestled in a corner, concentrating on reading the last book "Intermediate Potions". He asked Draco a few complicated questions in a low voice, and after Draco thought about telling her the answer, he nodded in satisfaction and re-immersed himself in the book.

On a small coffee table at Draco's feet, Zabini was patiently giving Scorpius a game of wizard chess.Pansy was leaning on the sofa, a low chair was dragged in front of her, a few textbooks were piled up on it, and a piece of parchment was placed on top of the textbooks. She was trying to write a letter to someone, but now she obviously lost her mind about writing letters. When she lost interest, she would rather watch them play with the things she had been playing with for more than ten years with a sullen expression on her face.

"The bishop moved four squares to the left—then the knight—" On the chessboard, the black knight belonging to Zabini was knocked down by the white pieces, and then roughly dragged off the board by the white queen.Scorpius turned pale, but Zabini didn't laugh at him, and comforted him gently, "It's okay, these are not ordinary cheap goods, they will automatically and perfectly recover after everything is over."

"Oh, all right," Scorpius muttered, "Go on."

Draco yawned.

The attention of the two girls was attracted by him, Astoria quickly raised his head and turned his head to look at him, Pansy made an impatient voice, then turned to look at Prince Slytherin: "What's the matter?" Question? Dear Draco."

"No problem." Draco said flatly, "Who are you writing to?"

Astoria frowned slightly, and looked at Pansy, who raised his eyebrows indifferently, "Oh, you know—it's Alpha."

"The Barut family—the German nobleman who always speaks with a nasal voice." Draco said with disgust.

"Yes, he read seventh grade in Durmster." Pansy replied briskly, without a trace of emotion on his face. "My fiancé—"

Scorpius looked up sharply at Pansy—

"—General," Zabini said softly.

On the chessboard, the black king moves forward three squares, and the white queen takes off the crown from her head and throws it at the feet of the black king.

"Scorpius, you have to be serious about playing chess." Zabini said softly with a slight smile.

"Sorry, Blaise—" Scorpius blinked blankly, "Pansy?"

"What is it?" the Slytherin girl turned to look at him calmly.

Scorpius was even more puzzled. He suspected that something was wrong with his barely able hearing—"You mean, fiancé?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?" Pansy raised an eyebrow. "I've seen him twice, and he's handsome, with three features, and tall—well, to be honest, he's a bit of a bear."

Draco let out a brief sneer that was very condescending.

"Engaged after meeting twice?" Scorpius was dumbfounded. At this moment, Draco sat up from the sofa and met Scorpius' sympathetic gaze. Prince Slytherin sneered, "Merlin, don't Tell me you thought I was dumped by Pencey, huh?"

"I thought you were a couple," Scorpius said dryly.

Pansy and Draco glanced at each other, and then Draco turned his face away: "Well, you're right, roughly speaking, so."

"Then—you—she—"

"I'm in love with Pansy—God, can I change the word? I have some kind of relationship with Pansy that goes beyond friendship—but I'm going to marry another woman—what's the problem?" Draco took it for granted. Said, after a while, he turned his face and looked at Astoria who had been listening to their conversation without saying a word, "Astoria?"

"Yes." The blond girl put down the book, closed it on her knees, and said softly, "At least in school, everyone is free."

Draco shrugged, then slumped back on the couch.

The door of the Slytherin common room slid open slightly, and a senior who came home late slipped in. He was surprised to see so many people in the lounge late at night, but he soon thought of tomorrow It's time to go home, so relax.

"Little Gretel, I picked up your dog outside." The senior said to Scorpius. He took off his cloak and patted the fallen snow that hadn't melted yet.

"Oh, thank you, Mr. Senorinch—spot, where have you been? Come here—" Scorpius sat on the ground, and opened his hands to embrace the thick of the big black dog that was walking towards him. Neck - now he's at the right height for this.

Zabini stared at Scorpius, who was holding the dog in a daze, touched his chin thoughtfully and said, "Oh, it's pathetic—you scared him silly, Draco."

"Tsk, come on Blaise, I've known this since I was five." Draco rolled over, facing into the sofa.

"As a nobleman, it is an obligation to choose your lover carefully. It is an obligation to know the difference between a partner and a lover." After finishing speaking, Pan Xi stood up indifferently, stuffed the unfinished letter back into her schoolbag, and picked up the book. Baotou walked up the spiral staircase of the girls' dormitory without looking back.