[HP] Noble

"Using the Life Charm in public—and almost being consumed by the Dark Arts—I want to hear what Lucius Malfoy has to say about his son's feat!"

Professor Snape was really roaring now - even in the last battle that year, Scorpius had never seen their dean so angry like today, his sallow face was violently trembling, it seems that the anger has reached the limit!Even that Longbottom... oh, although Professor Snape wasn't looking directly at him, the expression on the face of this chubby second-year Gryffindor seemed to indicate that he was going to pee his pants...

As Longbottom's opponent, Blaise Zabini shrugged and showed a helpless expression towards the ceiling.

As if he hadn't noticed that the atmosphere in the room had dropped to a freezing point at the moment, even Professor Lockhart, who was always talkative, seemed frightened by this sudden episode. He grabbed the senior Ravenclaw beside him and whispered He kept asking about the "Curse of Life", and the student caught by him was full of helplessness, obviously also had the look of "You ask me how do I know that I am obviously more curious than you"... At this moment, When the plant made a "snapping" shaking sound because it had lost its magic power, Professor Snape roared at the platinum nobleman who retreated to the side silently, frowning and covering his nose with a handkerchief. Turning around, he waved his wand viciously at the plant as tall as a person——

Only a loud "boom" was heard, accompanied by the low exclamation of some students, the plant that rose from the ground burned itself like this, the flames jumped in people's eyes, and the plant emitted He made a strange cry, like the creepy scream of a witch who was burned, and at the same time, Scorpius also noticed that the one leaning on him was still too thin. The body of the second-year Slytherin also trembled slightly at this moment.

Draco's already pale face looked horribly pale now.

Cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and Draco was trembling like a sieve as the plant gradually turned to ashes.

"I know it's uncomfortable now, huh?" Scorpius wiped the cold sweat on his chin with his own sleeve, "At this time last year, you could only release a few vines, but this year you can create a whole plant Got it..." Sensing the vicious stare from the dean of the academy, Scorpius hurriedly remedied, "Uh uh uh, pay attention, I'm not praising you."

Draco shot Scorpius a quick glance - he looked like he had something to say, but he was so exhausted now that he barely had the energy to open his eyes.

The life spell just now used up almost all of his strength, and the life spell is equivalent to using magic to share the life of the caster with the fabricated things through magic support. Just now, Professor Snape cut off this magic connection. , using a very simple and crude way——

This of course made Draco, the caster himself, uncomfortable.

It's like tearing off the adhesive tape on the wound will hurt terribly, but tearing it off suddenly will recover immediately after the instant pain - the method chosen by Professor Snape is undoubtedly the simplest, fastest, and right The least damaging way for Draco.

And the consequence is that now if Draco is not supported by someone, he probably can't stand there properly - and for the next few days, he will feel weak, sleepy or unable to lift up To make matters worse, the remaining elements of life magic are likely to make him moody, gloomy and depressed.

Life magic is classified as black magic for a reason.

Blood is the foundation of life, so almost all spells that require blood are classified into the category of black magic in such a simple and crude way - because no matter what, it will cause certain harm to the caster himself. Impact.

It was eerily quiet around here, and everyone was staring at Draco as if he had seen the devil - which distracted Scorpius' eyes a little - but it didn't help much, after all, now He and Draco were joined together like Siamese twins...

Professor Snape left in a hurry. No one knew whether he was going to get supplies or inform Mr. Malfoy who was far away in the Malfoy Manor. , At this time, Professor Lockhart finally played a little bit of his usefulness. He rushed out and said a few jokes that no one but him could laugh at, stirring up the water... Although it was useless, the scene The atmosphere has also become slightly less tense.

Percy used a cleansing spell to clean up the burnt ashes of the plant. Amidst Professor Lockhart's cheerful thanks, whispered discussions finally sounded out... At the same time, the students began to return to the very beginning In the group matching, a new round of "duel" is about to start.

Draco and Scorpius naturally didn't join them again.

"This is too much, Draco, I can't think of anything about Potter that would make you hate him so much." Scorpius lowered his voice and said to Draco - at the moment, the latter was curled up Sitting comfortably in the wide armchair he conjured up.

"Oh, come on." Draco lowered his head and took a sip of the hot milk tea brought by the house-elf, then said with a shiver, "I didn't intend to go too far at first—I just wanted to teach Potter a lesson and scare him ——But when I decided to use this spell, I found that I wanted to do more and more, that feeling... I can't explain it."

As he spoke, he arched his back slightly and hid his pointed chin between his bent knees.

"This is the famous 'Three Golden Fundamentals'." Scorpius leaned on Draco's armchair, lowered his head and licked the milk tea in his hand, the warm and sweet feeling made him relax a little, He raised his eyebrows and repeated what His Majesty the Slytherin King said to him back then with some amusement, and repeated it to the current Prince Slytherin, "The disadvantage of black magic is not only its 'destructive power' , the 'damaging power' brought to the caster, and more importantly, all black magic has; 'seductive power' - human beings are greedy animals, once a shortcut is found, no one will want to go Take a long detour, and black magic is the so-called 'shortcut', it can accomplish everything for you, so that your mind is confused, and you never want to be free from the help of black magic."

Draco looked up, casting a thoughtful glance at Scorpius.

"Until you learn how to control yourself better, the adults are right to tell you not to use such spells lightly." Scorpius said, "If Professor Snape is not here tonight, the consequences will be worse than we imagined." It's a lot more troublesome - Lockhart's idiot can't help anything, he just stood there with his mouth wide open just now... If it wasn't for Professor Snape, you would probably kill Potter first, and then kill own."

"'Three Golden Fundamentals'—Okay, I'll remember this." Draco moved his head, lowered his head as if talking to himself, and muttered in an almost inaudible voice Say "I'm sorry".

Scorpius raised an eyebrow.

"I'm a little interested in the original text—what book did you mention about the 'three golden foundations'?"

"……do not know."

"what?"

Scorpius shrugged and confessed, "I was told."

Draco put on an "I knew it" look: "That must be a learned man, I hope it's not a Ravenclaw - I don't believe those bookworms can say such vivid words."

Scorpius touched the tip of his nose: It's really not easy, Draco, you finally got your affirmation of yourself, ha.

Just as the two Slytherins were chatting with each other with a cup of milk tea in a harmonious atmosphere, there seemed to be another problem in the duel field - the problem was of course Potter and the others, after Draco , Porter's contact person was replaced by Goyle-according to theory, this is actually an anomaly, which is almost equivalent to a duel that Potter unilaterally crushed, but I don't know if Goyle was too nervous or was caught by the scene just now. So terrified that he was inspired by something, but before anyone could realize what had happened, a huge black snake shot out from the front of his wand and landed on the playing field.

The girls who were afraid of snakes screamed.

Standing not far from Potter and the others, Ron Weasley, who was coordinating with the others, looked down palely at the pair of giant snakes at his feet, hissing and spitting out their cores.

"My God, my God, my God!" Professor Lockhart raised his hands and grabbed his ears in dismay, "You Slytherins—"

"Oh, well done, 'Oogoo', not exactly black magic, but sort of a sideshow—starting with the dean, and then one after another—what are we doing here tonight?" Copi grumbled, shoving the milk tea cup into Draco's hands amidst Draco's innocent chuckle, "Hold on! Tonight we're here to prove' Slytherin is full of aggression Come on doubt We're- alright about this, Mr. Gower?"

Scorpius stood stupidly on the dueling platform, facing the snake he released with a pale face, and yelled at the big man who frightened himself: "Don't stand there in a daze, when Professor Snape comes back to let you Clean up your own mess before taking on the next wave of rage—"

Goyle raised his head, and cast a desperate look at his prefect standing under the table: "But, but——I won't!"

I!Do not!meeting!

Scorpius was about to beat his chest, he raised his head slightly and stared at the big stupid man in front of him like he saw a ghost: "When you learned 'Oolong out of the hole', didn't you learn the spell to bring the snake back together? ——Because this spell can only have the particularity of being withdrawn by the caster himself?!"

"Not taught - oh, Draco, you didn't tell me there had to be a spell -"

Scorpius turned his head back with such force that he almost broke his neck, and stared at the culprit with a face of "nothing to do with himself". At this time, he heard Goyle not far away from him. , realized that he had gotten into trouble, and said with a broken cry: "I didn't expect that I could use this spell successfully... I thought it was a profound creature summoning spell!"

"It's not!" Scorpius said angrily.

"It's too late for you to tell me now!" Goyle wailed.

The dark-haired Slytherin standing in the audience really knew what it meant to be so pissed off - and now he wanted to pull out his wand or whatever and hit Goyle on the head... when At this moment, the completely ignored snake suddenly raised its head and made a movement to attack. The surrounding crowd screamed and backed away, centered on Gore and the others. With so many students, there is a large open space!

"Take it easy, Goyle." Draco's voice came from a distance, he still sounded a little weak, "raise your wand, point it at that damned snake, and now I'll say something and you say it- —”

Draco's words hadn't finished yet.

"--let me!"

Professor Lockhart pushed in forcefully.

He raised his wand aloft, muttering words, no one knew what he was muttering and finally—anyway, that nice looking pink beam shot out of the tip of his wand and focused on the snake—and then, There is no more - the Ahe not only did not disappear, but jumped more than a foot high, and when it fell back to the ground with a soft "boom", Professor Lockhart himself retreated continuously Five steps!

Scorpius thought Draco must have rolled his eyes several times behind him.

But at this moment, the snake seemed to be irritated—it "hissed" and spit out its core, snaking its soft body, and swam towards the second-year Gryffindor who was closest to him Go, it bared its mouth to reveal its threatening fangs——

The Gryffindor named Finlay uttered a scream.

And at this moment, people suddenly heard another clear and loud "hissing" sound coming from the stage—no one even showed what happened, they only saw the snake turn suddenly, angling The triangular head pointed at the position on the stage, and there was no one else standing in the direction it was looking at, only a Potter——

He was bending over, baring his teeth, and the series of "hissing" sounds came from his mouth.

The surroundings fell into silence for an instant.

However, Potter seemed to be unaware, and kept making that strange, snake-like sound from his mouth—and then, an incredible miracle happened, the snake's head suddenly went limp, As if it had compromised something, it put its head back on the floor and made a prostration posture... From the beginning to the end, its eyes were fixed on Gryffindor standing on the stage Savior.

Silent.

Even Draco stood up from the armchair with a look of disbelief on his face.