[HP] Noble

At this time, the Hogwarts Express made another long humming sound, and when the whole train trembled slightly and saw that it was really about to start, Scorpius stretched his head and looked at him lying under the wheels. Dying Dobby——On its round and dirty belly, the green light shot from Draco's wand before seemed to melt into liquid and melt into its blood vessels. The radiant light flowed slowly.

It looked scary like that, with the glowing green light shining on the house-elf's not-so-good-looking face, the whole thing looked like a scene from a horror movie.

I have long heard that house elves are intelligent magical animals, and their own magic power is not very low. This is from the aspect that they can follow their masters to apparate and handle most of the housework on most occasions. It can be seen - I heard that a long time ago, some clever house-elves might even break away from purely doing housework and become some alchemists' research assistants.

For these easy-to-handle magical animals, wizards can be said to hate but yearn for them. Almost every housewife in a wizarding family wishes that she can have a house elf to scald herself when she can't move her hands. clothing.

And for some ancient wizarding families, the house-elves bound by the family name have also been passed down from generation to generation. Over time, as wizards become more and more vigilant about personal privacy and safety, all kinds of house-elves Special methods and spells for dealing with house-elves were invented and created.

No one would trust an intelligent being of any kind other than himself.

What's more, this "organism" is still a "slave" that is fundamentally different from itself.

Looking at the scalp-tingling green liquid quietly flowing in Dobby's chubby belly, Scorpius has no doubt that what Draco used just now is probably some special medicine. To deal with house-elf spells—otherwise, according to popular science in some books, it is impossible for a second-grade student to have the ability to completely knock a house-elf into a coma.

It's as if not everyone can use the Avada Kedavra to take someone's life.

The effect of the spell depends on the mood of the caster, the speed of chanting, gestures and the power of the caster himself.

And magic power is a measurable thing, it grows with people's age and accumulation of knowledge - from the age of 11 is the period when a person's magic power grows the fastest, so parents will willingly send their children to Huo Gewarts has been educated in all sorts of ways - simply put, if Draco hadn't had some special way of being able to knock a house-elf out of thin air with a simple stun spell, his level of magic would have been enough He skipped grades above fifth grade.

"—what's that spell? Oh, well, you don't have to answer that I don't care about it, but I don't think it's a spell for you to throw house-elfs under the wheels."

Before the Hogwarts Express actually started, Scorpius drew his wand and cast a Levitation Charm, saving Dobby from under the wheels of the train and sending the house-elf uncomfortably onto the gravel of the platform. As soon as it was played, Scorpius put away his wand, and then looked at Draco next to him with folded hands, as if he was seriously waiting for something.

"Look at what?" Prince Slytherin raised his proud chin and asked through his nostrils.

"I'm still waiting for you to get angry again, such as yelling that I'm nosy." Scorpius raised his eyebrows.

"It seems that you owe scolding, you don't feel comfortable not being yelled at by me for a day, right?" Draco sneered, and once again reached out and grabbed the wrist of the senior Slytherin next to him. The house elf who was blocking the way in front of him kicked aside, held the person in his hand with his head upright, and was about to walk towards the last carriage not far from them.

"Is it dead?"

"Not dead." Draco snorted, "Thank you, although I expected you to do so."

"What if I didn't?"

"Then it's bad luck."

"What if it's really dead?"

"I was scolded by my mother for disrupting the work that the other house-elves had already assigned, and then there was no more - asked enough?"

Draco shoved Scorpius, who was still trying to look back at him, into the carriage not very gently, and then sat on it after himself - because Dobby was late and they were at the end at this time, so this would There were only the two of them in the carriage, and the interior of the carriage was very large and loose, usually six people could be squeezed into it, but this did not prevent Draco from seeing that the carriage was full of something Scorpius couldn't see Like a ghost, he not only sat aside with Scorpius without hesitation, but also stayed close to him.

Scorpius was so cramped that he wanted to protest, but when he looked up and saw the hairy platinum head of the Platinum Noble, his heart relented damned again.

"What spell did you say to Dobby?" Scorpius asked.

"A spell that makes its stomach ache when it wakes up," Draco said deadpan, "and the green that runs through the veins in its stomach is actually a way to fight house-elf blood." Special dyes, that's a marking spell - they stay on it for a week, and within that week, everyone will know that it's a house-elf who made a big mistake and was punished by his master .”

"..."

"Oh, poor Dobby," Draco murmured in a tone that didn't feel pitiful at all, "it's just begging for a ridiculous freedom, and it's probably going to be killed because of its great ideals." The house-elves of Malfoy Manor are isolated."

"Perhaps you're wondering what Dobby intends to do with his freedom?"

"Who wants to guess the dream of a house-elf?" Draco cast an unbelievable look at Scorpius, but under the other party's persistent gaze, the platinum noble temporarily suppressed the absurd expression on his face, pondering After a while, he reluctantly said: "Probably go kneel and lick Potter's robe."

Scorpius was tempted to roll his eyes at Draco's answer - and he did: "You're boring, Draco."

Prince Slytherin smiled lazily: "Thank you."

……

The carriage finally stopped on the lawn not far from Hogwarts Castle. The lawn was dotted with fireflies. When the Slytherins jumped out of the carriage, they were greeted by crickets. Flocks of disturbed fireflies flew up from the wet grass like scattered spots of light, almost illuminating the entire gloomy night sky.

The air on the lawn is unbelievably good, everywhere is the smell of soil after the rain and the faint fragrance of flowers mixed in the warm night wind - taking a deep breath can make people feel that their whole It seems that the lungs have been replaced.

Not far away are Hagrid's pumpkin patch and Professor Sprout's greenhouse. The greenhouse is pitch-black, but Hagrid's hut is lit with an orange light—but Scorpius is sure that at this moment there is No one, because Hagrid was probably attending the annual induction ceremony at the castle right now.

"That's not bad." When the carriages that were not pulled by anything slowly looked back in the direction they came from, Draco looked almost fascinated at the fireflies flying around him not far away—he The hand that grabbed Scorpius' wrist while getting out of the car didn't let go, but grabbed it a little closer, "I never knew that the nights at Hogwarts in summer were so much better than I imagined. "

Scorpius rolled his eyes again in the direction of no one - he really did too much today: "It's just fireflies."

"They look like galaxies in motion."

"The essence is still a bug."

"...you really don't have any romantic instincts, Gretel."

"Because it's so stupid, Draco," Scorpius resisted the urge to roll his eyes again, he bent down and scratched his ankle itched by the grass on the lawn, "let's hurry to the castle, These little bugs flying around made me feel more itchy."

Draco grunted, and he sounded like he was going to stay here until the end of the party - for now he'd forgotten how starving he was on the Hogwarts Express, he looked I even forgot that I have always had the habit of observing and analyzing what new things came in my college this year at the opening dinner.

Scorpius was about to remind him that he was coming, but at this moment, the two of them were distracted by a sudden "rumbling" noise from the sky not far away, and Draco raised his eyebrows subconsciously Asking Scorpius if he heard something, Scorpius nodded——

Obviously he heard it, it was similar to the sound that a car's engine or one of the engines would make when it was dying.

But Scorpius didn't directly answer Draco what he heard - because he just thought it would be ridiculous if the sound of the car engine came from "the sky" - the car had four wheels because It needs to run on the ground, so that no lunatic will drive the car into the sky!

Scorpius hooked the corners of his lips, and was about to open his mouth to laugh at his own whimsy, but at this moment, he saw with his own eyes a black giant suddenly bursting out of the clouds in the sky, accompanied by "rumbling" The sound became more and more three-dimensional and piercing, and he even vaguely heard someone screaming in that huge monster——

The huge thing was falling.

It flew over the heads of Scorpius and Draco, drew a huge arc, and finally fell to the famous Hogwarts tree not far from them with a loud "crack" The Whomping Willow, and that's when Scorpius finally saw that it really seemed to be a car.

Accompanied by the sound of metal colliding with trees, the old car crashed into the thick trunk of Whomping Willow, and then it came to a sudden stop, and before everyone could react to what happened, the car There were two screams of different heights, and then, the rear of the car fell heavily to the ground, the body of the car shook violently, and terrible billowing steam came out from under the lifted hood, which was even more frightening. What's more, the Whomping Willow seemed to be awakened by something that suddenly hit him, and trembled.

Scorpius watched helplessly as the Whomping Willow lifted one of its strongest branches, bent it, and slammed it hard on the left-hand door of the car--it was really hard, the door The whole child was pumped out of shape and dented in!

Scorpius and Draco looked at each other.

They trotted to the front of the car one after the other, and after hearing the screams of someone in the car more and more clearly, they all pulled out their wands from their pockets—even though they Not knowing what I could do to this willow tree—set it on fire if necessary?

Just as Scorpius was hesitating, he suddenly heard the sound of the engine restarting again. He stuffed his wand back into his pocket and grabbed Draco and backed away. Then, he saw the car start again. It came alive—probably someone in the car frantically stepped on the accelerator and turned the steering wheel. In short, the car was under the frantic attack of the Whomping Willow, dropping iron sheets and parts, risking being caught. The danger of being beaten into a discus, the dilapidated car unexpectedly reversed from the tree and fell down——

And as soon as the four wheels hit the ground, they backed up abruptly, completely getting themselves out of the attacking range of the Whomping Willow!

Draco looked taken aback - whether it was the crazy shape of the car or the crazy behavior of the car, it seemed to be beyond his acceptable cognition.

And at this moment, the door of that car popped open with two bangs—the deformed door fell down alive, and a large pile of luggage was thrown out of the car. It was an angry old man spitting out unpalatable and unpalatable food stuck in his throat - followed by a bird cage - which was opened and out of it flew an angry white owl...

Scorpius: "Ouch—"

The dark-haired Slytherin squinted slightly, looking at the two boys who slowly climbed out of the car - the scarlet robes were from Gryffindor, the bright red hair was from the Weasleys, the messy hair and green eyes were from The famous Harry Potter!