[HP] Noble

The information came very coincidentally—maybe the matter of Dumbledore in the Ministry of Magic is simply something that was newly released this morning... Hearing what Draco said, Scorpius raised his eyebrows in no surprise: " Is this what was described in the letter you just received?"

"That's right," Draco frowned, "My dad told me to get ready to go home. He said that if I don't want to leave too hastily, I'd better pack it up in advance. He won't allow me to come back to school a second time." Take the things that fell..." Speaking of this, Draco had an obvious pause, when he said something unpleasant, he would wrinkle his delicate little face like this, and then quickly relax Expand it.

Scorpius tentatively asked with some uncertainty: "Oh, it seems that the content of the letter is more than that..."

Draco glanced at him, he looked a little unnaturally hesitant, as if trying to make himself look calm and said: "Yes...the letter gave me a brief introduction to Durmster Lang's higher education system, my dad said that he hoped that I could catch up with the progress within a year and graduate on time...as if I had already set foot in that school!"

"I thought Mr. Malfoy wouldn't easily accept the fact that Hogwarts was closed—"

"Yes, but he can't interfere with the decisions of the Ministry of Education - well, not completely - otherwise he might consider turning Hogwarts into a tourist attraction, you know, like a Muggle theme park..."

"..." Scorpius said earnestly, "that's quite imaginative."

Draco shrugged.

"It's really hard to imagine that Mr. Malfoy would accept the reality that a large sum of Galleons is in vain so calmly..."

"Oh, do you think he didn't find a proper reason for this? Obviously he hasn't forgotten." Draco showed a mocking and rebellious expression, which obviously showed that he was entering puberty, because a man who broke away from A child in the second stage will not try to imitate his father, "'Draco, I hope this incident can give you a warning, any investment will face failure, there is no [-]% success-if you can Learn a lesson from this, my Galleons are not wasted'."

Scorpius: "..."

Draco: "As if Hogwarts closed down solely to educate me!"

Scorpius: "Oh, that's pretty cool."

"Who says it's not?" His Royal Highness Prince Slytherin stretched out his hand to straighten his hair, and quickly rolled his eyes, "In order for the successor of the Malfoy family to gain growth experience, he would not hesitate to let a famous school with a history of more than a hundred years go bankrupt— —I'm going to put this sentence in the family history, and it will be the most glorious page."

"..."

In this way, Scorpius and Draco sat at the long table in Slytherin and joked about "Hogwarts is about to close" from all aspects, when Draco stuffed the last piece of toast After eating their stomachs and teasing "I'll miss the house-elf toast at Hogwarts", they got up from the table and decided to get down to business.

First, go to the girls' bathroom on the second floor and talk to Moaning Myrtle about life.

Because Draco has always been very interested in where Salazar Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets is, and if he really never comes back, he feels that he needs to find out where it is-even to see the entrance. Good; at the same time, he is also very interested in Riddle, he wants to know what the so-called heir of Slytherin looks like, and why he is the heir of Slytherin.

In fact, Scorpius really wanted to tell Draco that Tom Riddle was called the heir of Salazar Slytherin, just because he was really a descendant of Slytherin, literally, that's all Simple.

Because if the investigation continues, Draco will sooner or later find out that Riddle is the dark lord who is out in the blood at the moment, not to mention that his life experience does not involve any serious historical secrets, so there is nothing that cannot be said ...but what happened after they got to the girls' bathroom on the second floor made Scorpius decide not to tell Draco anything - including when he searched the world for the entrance to the so-called Chamber of Secrets, where he was actually standing face this fact.

Scorpius thought that being able to attract the favor of that old hag Umbridge would be the peak state for Draco, but he didn't expect that in the second year he was the type who was so crazy that he would not let the female ghost go.

When they walked through the long corridor, bypassing the place where Mrs. Norris was killed, and entered the girls' bathroom on the second floor, the weeping Myrtle sat on the first washbasin with her legs crossed. The ghost is very quiet today, she turned her head resentfully and glanced at the platinum noble who walked in, and let out a long sigh——

"You're many days late."

At this time, the senior Slytherin who was walking behind Draco wondered why the Weeping Myrtle would say such strange things, but then, he heard the Weeping Myrtle say——

"Before Christmas, the date you promised didn't come. I waited for you that night and waited for you..."

Scorpius managed to slam his head against the bathroom door.

There was a bang, very loud.

He even thought he was hallucinating, but when he saw Myrtle looking at Draco with his own eyes...

Totally wrong.

"Oh, Draco." Scorpius frowned, trying not to look accusatory, "You..."

"I didn't!" Draco said, lowering his voice so that only the two of them could hear, "I just said that I might come to see the next day, and that's only because she asked me if I would come! Later, I met you at the door of the bathroom, and you told me not to come to this place alone again, and I never came here again..."

"When a girl asks if you're coming the next day, it's usually a hint that she's looking forward to a date."

"For God's sake," Draco gasped, "how would I know this, it's a random question and a random answer—and, she's not a girl, this is a girl It's just a ghost!"

"—I can hear you."

The voice of the weeping myrtle came faintly and bitterly.

Scorpius: "..."

Draco: "..."

The boys closed their mouths at the same time, and rolled their eyes at each other in unison.

[It's all your fault, now we don't expect to get anything out of her mouth. 】Draco said to Scorpius quickly with his lips.

It's hard for Scorpius to understand, and he also replied with his lips: [It's okay, aren't you very attractive?Just a second conquest. 】He suspected that Draco also understood what he was talking about—because he rolled his eyes for the third time today, so hard that Scorpius almost cared if his eyeballs were cramping...

But at this time, the weeping Myrtle giggled—that appearance, to use an inappropriate metaphor, is like Lin Daiyu who is laughing while burying flowers. Floating down, floating around Scorpius and Draco, and then approaching Scorpius: "I found that you are also good-looking."

Scorpius gave Draco a stern look, and the latter made a face at him behind Myrtle, motioning for him to follow her, but Scorpius smiled and said surprisingly : "I like men."

Draco: "..."

"Oh, that's such a pity, although I know quite a few boys with these fetishes, and of course, girls, and a Ravenclaw girl and a Gryffindor girl on Christmas Day Trying to hide in the cubicle and kiss, they thought no one was there," Crying Myrtle giggled, "I was actually in the toilet next door, and the sound of their kissing came to my ears clearly .”

While talking, she seemed to be recalling that scene very happily, floating and floating, and then jumped into the toilet in the first cubicle with a plop, splashing countless water splashes, and then jumped out with a "wow", sitting down. On the toilet, he blinked at the two Slytherin boys who were petrified at the door: "There is always a lot of wonderful gossip in the bathroom."

Draco: "I'm not sure I want to listen to—"

"For example, that day, I saw two Gryffindors, red-haired ones, and I thought they should be brothers and sisters from their appearance—"

At this moment, Scorpius seemed to hear something in a certain cubicle behind them, but it was only for a moment. There was no one, so he frowned and turned his head back: "... brothers and sisters with red hair?"

Draco stretched his neck: "Okay, I realize I want to hear it, let's go on."

Crying Myrtle giggled, "surprisingly they were babbling, and the guy was trying to convince the girl to do something, oh, and the girl wouldn't, I guess that's some Embarrassing thing, hee hee hee - you probably know that guy, but I won't tell you who he is, one of the hints, he's always hanging out with a goofy boy with red hair and green eyes."

Draco: "Yeah, what a difficult hint, we couldn't guess it."

Myrtle: "I saw the boy hold his sister - I guess his sister, against the wall, and threatened that if she didn't obey, she would tell the professor something - oh heh heh, that's new, this In those years, someone would use a professor to threaten his sister to do that kind of thing with him..."

Scorpius: "I can't listen anymore..."

"Don't," Draco looked excited, as if he had completely forgotten what he was here for, "and then?"

"Then? Then it was interrupted," said Myrtle. "Someone came, the boy with the green eyes. They heard him approaching from a distance, and the redhead let go of his sister." , that damn green eye always comes at the wrong time, not handsome enough, sneaky..."

Amidst the weeping Myrtle's thoughts, Scorpius distinctly heard a sneeze behind them.

He turned around, looked at the penultimate cubicle in the row behind him, and raised his eyebrows: "I thought you still needed to lie down in the medical wing for a while, Potter, you are in good health."