[HP] Noble

After Scorpius finished speaking, it was not too surprising to see the expression on the face of "Potter pretending to be Draco" at this moment-he seemed to be too surprised to stare at him for a moment, his mouth still Fixed on the moment when it was stupidly half-opened at the beginning, after a long time, he pulled out a forced smile: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Still pretending?"

"..."

"Your expression now looks like if you were pretending to be Goyle or Crabbe, maybe your acting skills would be much better than your playing Draco. There is a problem with your role distribution."

While taunting the Gryffindor gold trio in front of him with a calm voice, Scorpius sat up a little bit, and when the other party was caught off guard, he reached out and grabbed the fake Draco sitting opposite him. The collar, and suddenly moved to his neck and sniffed - when he made this movement, he could clearly feel that the person he held in his hands was stiffened into an iron plate, and beside him "Goyle" made a distinct gasp, and "Crabbe" let out a little girly scream.

"Look, I'll just say it, even if I smell it, I know you're a counterfeit." While muttering to Scorpius, he let go of the collar in his hand.

In the first second when he was free, he felt the strange atmosphere surrounding him withdraw, and Potter jumped up from the sofa as if frightened—and beside him, there was probably someone pretending to be Goyle's Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger posing as Crabbe sat there dumbfounded, their mouths looking like they could hold an egg.

The emotional expression of envy and fear made the muscles on Goyle's face twist into an unprecedented vivid appearance.

"—Just kidding, don't get excited."

With a soft laugh, the current Slytherin prefect sat back on the sofa, lazily raised his legs and folded his arms and leaned on the soft sofa, without even shaking his eyelids, he said blankly: "Since you clumsily came from the cellar When I walked in the door, and then looked at the Slytherin cellar with the expression of watching a dinosaur resurrected from the ground, I knew that the person who walked in was absolutely impossible to be Draco, Potter."

"It's impossible, I swear I just looked at it for a while-because that chandelier looks like something from the last century, it's too exaggerated!" Potter with a Draco face looked at the black man in front of him. Send Slytherin, looking confused, and a few seconds later, as if he realized what he said, he snapped his mouth shut and let out an annoyed growl!

And now "Crabbe" was staring hard at him with his own eyes.

— what a spectacle.

Scorpius sighed in his heart, he regretted that he didn't have a camera at hand at this moment, otherwise he could have taken a picture of this scene-otherwise he would never have the chance to see Crabbe staring at Derrick again in his life. The scene of Laco... Thinking of this, the senior Slytherin who was sitting on the sofa almost couldn't help laughing out loud. Fortunately, he cleared his voice in time to stabilize the expression on his face, and with a steady voice Said, "Sit, Potter."

Too bad the Gryffindor savior didn't look like he was going to sit down again.

After staring at Scorpius with a speechless expression for a while, he rolled his eyes as if he finally compromised, lowered his voice and said in a very unnatural tone: "Okay, Gretel, although I don't know How on earth did you see through us—”

"I said, Potter, sit down."

So Gryffindor, pretending to be Draco, sat down on the sofa.

This seemingly subconscious action caused "Goyle" and "Crabbe" beside him to show speechless expressions - as if they felt the silent condemnation from their companions, the Savior of Gryffindor turned his head and used his silver pair The gray pupils gave them a hard look, as if to say silently: If you have the ability, you should try it.

Scorpius sighed, drew out his wand and tapped on the black tea cup on the coffee table, almost immediately, the cup was filled with hot black tea mixed with a strong peach fragrance, the former held it up for a while Taking a sip, he glanced over the edge of the teacup at the trio who were sitting on the sofa opposite him: "Isn't it you who made the Potions classroom incident that day, in order to steal the Polyjuice Potion from Professor Snape's office? Two doses of materials needed?"

Potter didn't speak, but the facial muscles of "Crabbe" sitting next to him twitched violently, showing a panicked expression.

"Draco saw it, so he's been paying attention to your movements recently—" Scorpius paused, not embarrassed to say "he thought you were going to steal the final paper", but stopped just right brought up the subject—and he reckoned the effect was good, and when he said it, he was satisfied to see that the three people sitting across the sofa had clearly misunderstood him—

They thought that Draco knew that they had stolen Professor Snape's materials, and that the reason why they stole these materials was to pretend to be Slytherin and sneak inside to get some inside information about the Chamber of Secrets.

what does this mean?

This means that even if they risk being expelled by Professor Snape, in the end, they will never get any important information out of the mouths of these Slytherins——Thinking of this, Potter's throat twitched sadly He moved, and then he found that his throat was terribly dry, and it became difficult to even speak: "So, you have already prepared?"

Scorpius didn't speak, and took another sip of his tea—he had to hold back his laughter very hard, and even pretended to be mysterious, and completely sold this face to the one who was probably struggling in the library to deal with it at the moment. His Royal Highness Prince Slytherin of "Granger who peeked at the test paper in advance".

After a while, he mumbled an "En" from his throat, which was regarded as an answer to Potter's question-it took a long time until he was sure that he would not laugh out loud, so he took it easy He said unhurriedly: "This is one of the reasons—but we are not Merlin, so of course we don't know when you will come, so while we are fully prepared, I didn't expect your acting skills to be so clumsy... …Draco has been looking at the chandelier hanging over our heads for almost two years now, and it is impossible for him to think that this is something novel—not to mention, such chandeliers can be seen everywhere in Malfoy Manor, which is That's what made me skeptical in the first place."

At the mention of the chandelier again, Hermione, posing as Crabbe, let out an annoyed growl.

Potter finally turned his head and stared at her unbearably: "...Okay, Hermione, stop! I just took one look!"

Scorpius: "..."

Whoops, what a joy, three Gryffindors infighting on a couch in the Slytherin common room on Christmas Day - best of the day.

In order to turn "best of the day" into "best of the year", he happily added another knife: "Also, Draco never drinks pumpkin juice, and will never drink pumpkin juice when he is in the common room. If the seat is taken by someone else, I will honestly sit in another seat. Obviously you guys underestimated how much a little bastard can be - he will just walk up to me and say 'Merry Christmas Gretel you Sit in my seat now I want to sit you move your ass out of the way'."

Harry: "..."

Hermione: "..."

Ron: "..."

Scorpius shrugged.

"But, that's not right—oh, damn it, I mean, how could anyone have a permanent place in the common room." The Gryffindor Savior stammered, looking very surprised, "That's A common room, isn't it - walk in - see an empty seat - and thank goodness sit down right away?!"

"Gryffindor is like this?" Scorpius let himself look surprised, "That's obviously because you have too many people."

Harry: "..."

Hermione: "..."

Ron: "..."

"And Crabbe would never, ever come out and chime in when Draco was talking, not that they listened to Draco much - oh yeah actually they did listen to Draco but not This level - just because usually neither Goyle nor Crabbe shows any interest when we are having normal conversations that have nothing to do with food and meals - let alone when I read the newspaper, they will pay attention to it. Listen to me read it and then give my opinion - even if it's ridicule."

Scorpius fell silent, and then looked at Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley with a complex expression on the faces of Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley who had been beaten alive but couldn't fight back-Scorpius thought it was obvious This is their punishment for underestimating the "diversity of Slytherins".

Hermione made an annoyed sound, and she stretched out her hands to cover her face with both hands and said in frustration, "I thought we should be able to cooperate well, but I didn't expect it to be so bad!"

"...Are you saying that you commented on the paragraph I just read about the news about the Weasleys being raided and fined by the Ministry of Magic in the same tone that 'Hermione Granger' taught 'Ron Weasley'? ...That part was really bad, otherwise you should be the one who pretended to be the most like today, Granger." Scorpius said sincerely.

"I just said that we shouldn't choose to do this on Christmas Day, Hermione." Weasley said suddenly after being silent for a long time, "Thanks to the joint efforts of all of us, now I feel that the next day I'm not going to have a good time all year."

"Don't talk like that," Scorpius lowered his head and smiled softly at his teacup. "The information I told you is true, and we really only know that much." As for what I know Yes, since I can't tell Draco, of course I won't tell you—Scorpius swallowed the second half of the sentence honestly.

But at this moment, after casually glanced at the Gryffindor trio sitting opposite him, Scorpius suddenly withdrew his smile - at first, they didn't seem to know why the surrounding atmosphere It suddenly became a little weird, until Ron Weasley saw his hair slowly turning red in Harry Potter's pupils that gradually changed from silver gray to blue, and the bridge of his nose seemed to be He was also slowly getting taller—it made the underside of his facial muscles terribly hot, as if a thousand ants were crawling underneath.

Ron Weasley froze for a moment, then let out an exclamation, and suddenly covered his reddening hair.

And the time has just passed less than half an hour.

Hermione stood up from the sofa in a jiffy, and now she looked completely panicked, in fact, she was completely overwhelmed-so Scorpius was lucky enough to see the scene of Crabbe biting his lower lip and wringing his fingers in panic , "It's impossible," the arrogant "Crabbe" said in a sharp voice, "The data book says that the effective time of the compound decoction should be at least three hours!!"

Whoops, look, Crabbe, who can't even tell which is which, is struggling with his Polyjuice Potion making mistakes!

Scorpius' chest heaved suddenly, and the hand holding the exquisite teacup shook accordingly. He clearly saw the tea in the cup fluctuate because of his sudden panting—just when he thought he When he was about to laugh out loud, he suddenly heard the sound of the door of the common room being pushed open, and accompanied by that sound came a burst of complaints that he was familiar with——

"Merlin's socks, it's so cold outside, I feel like my nose is about to fall off Gretel - but I'm glad I finally borrowed this "Universal Herbs and Analysis" from the library, choose It’s really right to stay for Christmas, only then can I borrow this book instead of standing in the library all day staring at someone who returns this book—”

From behind the slowly pushed common room door a platinum-blond head emerged.

The voice of the person who came came to an abrupt end when he had a clear view of the scene in the common room.

At this moment, the real Draco Malfoy was standing at the door of the common room holding a book heavier than his head. At the end of each word, I said in a very ironic tone: "Christmas is a holiday that is prone to hallucinations? Otherwise, should someone explain to me, if it is not something wrong with my eyes, why am I Seems like I saw myself?"