[HP] Noble

Excited whispers sounded in the hall, the girls were very excited, and several Gryffindors even started to ask each other up and down. Dumbledore waited patiently for the commotion to pass, and then slowly said: " Mr. Wen comes from the ancient Chinese mainland, and has another powerful magic system that is completely different from the Latin language. One of Gwartz's most honored guests - it is a great honor to witness those extraordinary novelty spells, and of course, I sincerely hope that you will cherish this opportunity."

Dumbledore was clearly talking nonsense.

Because judging from the behavior of most of the girls, they would cherish the new teaching assistant "much more" than he expected. At this moment, the girls are busy chatting excitedly, starting from the boy's peculiar costume.

"Oh, did you see? He doesn't even wear magic robes!" cried Lavender Brown of Gryffindor, grabbing the girl beside her by the hand.

Hermione frowned and saved her sleeve back, and snorted in disgust: "Professor Dumbledore has already said that he is from another continent, so there is nothing surprising about it! You should read more books, Lavender."

Lavender was stunned for a moment, then turned her head suddenly and saw Hermione turned her head proudly and whispered to Harry, she gave the back of Hermione's head a fierce look, and she said loudly to the female companion on the right: "Of course! Can you expect her to love anything other than books?"

Hermione obviously heard her words, her voice paused, her back stiffened slightly and then immediately relaxed, continuing the interrupted conversation with Harry.

"Leave her alone, Hermione, I think you're great." Harry whispered softly.

Hermione flashed him a quick, clear smile: "Thanks, I think so too."

"If you learn to wear skirts, you will be better than her." Ron was frantically stuffing mashed potato pie into his mouth.Divination class in the morning had drained all his energy, and now he was starving like crazy - even when Harry kicked his leg under the table, he didn't slow down his eating.

Lavender obviously didn't bother to pay attention to what the golden trio were saying. The little girl proudly took a small biscuit from the basket of freshly baked cookies and threw it into her mouth. After a "boom", Instead of Lavender, a huge canary squatted where the Gryffindor girl originally sat, looking stupid.

The Gryffindor table burst into ear-piercing laughter.

"—Oh, my God." Fred Weasley came back to his senses after a brief surprise, blushed and lowered his head to rummage through his pockets, "that buttery canary cookie How the hell did it get on the table during the test—”

The twin brother sitting next to him just smiled slightly, and when Fred rummaged through his pockets eager to see if there were any missing products in the experiment, his fingertips silently tapped on the long table in the main color of gold and red. knock.

The big canary on the long table of Gryffindor obviously pushed the atmosphere to a climax. In the entire auditorium, only Professor Moody looked unhappy——Dumbledore found two teaching assistants for him at a time, apparently Having heard a little about his recent behavior, the implication of this move is naturally self-evident.

Compared to Gryffindor and most Hufflepuffs, the Slytherin girls were relatively reserved - but that didn't mean they were indifferent, Pansy put her face down and dropped the spoon, intoxicated Said, "I can't wait for the next Charms class, oh yes, and Defense Against the Dark Arts."

The furry ferret tried to pick up a fork and poke the back of her white hand, grinning at her in disgust.

——Stupid woman, who announced just a second ago that she would refuse to take another half of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the future!

"Oh, no, Draco, you're going to get hair on my steak." Pansy said kindly, smiling and dodging the fork in the white animal's hand.

Draco looked downright offended.After that, he never allowed Pansy to touch it, not even a fingertip.After a short lunch time, Draco nimbly wrapped himself around Scorpius' neck, stretched out his claws to pinch the skin on his neck, and Scorpius stood up like a zombie, like a ghost The same floated out of the auditorium.

—Hey, turn left!Silly boy!We're going to Severus' office!

"..."

——What's wrong with your eyesight?See that there is a pillar!Damn it!No stairs!Where do you think we are going? !

"..."

--stop!Go too far you idiot!Huh-huh! ! !

"My days are over, Draco." Scorpius stroked the ferret's smooth fur with infinite desolation, and said dryly, "He has no intention of letting me go, even if I come to England... Eldest brother, he has the ability to follow."

--who?brother?What it is? ...Aha, I see, he is indeed the man I saw on the King's Cross platform earlier, isn't it, no wonder he smiles so lewdly at you!

"The only good thing about Hogwarts is that you don't have to see that dead face for at least ten months a year—but now it's shattered, and it becomes: Eldest brother, every day See."

— the only benefit?Wait—Is there anything wrong with my ears?And Pansy, Blaise, Goyle, Crabbe—well...and me, what, huh?

"He's coming to the jury for the Big Three... I think the Warriors might be in trouble."

--is that so? ... If one of the warriors is silly baby Potter, I will barely forgive him, huh, what a pity, he is under the age.

The man and the ferret were happily talking to each other halfway, there was a slight noise behind them, it sounded like someone was moving towards them quickly, Scorpius turned around and saw, sure enough, Severus Professor Snape also ended his lunch early, just as they had agreed before, his robe rolled behind him, and in a blink of an eye, their Potions Professor stood in front of him, with a smile on his face The corners of his lips curled up: "Good afternoon, Mr. Gretel, Mr. Malfoy—it seems that you are still punctual."

"Good afternoon, Professor Snape." Scorpius moved uneasily, making room for Professor Snape to put his hand on the doorknob of the office, and the book carved on the door The two snakes moved, and one of them stretched out from the handle and wrapped itself around the Potions Professor's wrist. After hissing and spitting out the core, it slid open quietly. The sound gradually turned inward.

Scorpius gasped, turned around and prepared to run away, but it was a pity that Head Slytherin, as if he had eyes behind his back, quickly grabbed the boy by the collar and dragged him back.

There are already two adults sitting in the office, obviously, they have been waiting for a long time.

"Good afternoon, Severus - aha! Want to run again! You ignorant brat!" Kyle Grace Great jumped up from the sofa, angrily rushing to the door The figure who hid himself behind the professor shouted.

"I suppose you'd like to be more refined, Kyle Grace," Snape hissed contemptuously, snorting.

"He can't do this. Ever since he became a father, he can't wait to play the role of "Old Crazy." On the sofa, the adult man with platinum hair who was always sitting upright stretched out his emphasis and teased jokingly. Holding the silver snake stick, he sat there upright and elegant, smiling calmly.

Scorpius could feel Draco's nervousness as he tried to strangle his neck with his own ferret.

"Oh, my son," said Lucius Malfoy, raising his eyebrows, with a very, very hypocritical, surprised emphasis, "I can't believe we'll meet in such a way—you know, you Now it looks like the new scarf your mother bought at the Paris show this year."

If he hadn't been in dire straits, Scorpius might have allowed himself to laugh.But in the face of his furious father, he had to put on a painful expression of remorse, the corners of his mouth twitched, and finally the second-year Slytherin made an ugly grimace—before he could react, suddenly The world was spinning, and the ferret squeaked and quickly slipped away from his neck. By the time Scorpius realized that he should struggle, he had already been pushed onto the sofa, and two slaps mercilessly patted his ass .

"Dad!" Scorpius screamed, struggling slightly embarrassedly to get up.

When he was being beaten, Lucius Malfoy had stood up gracefully, pulled out his wand, and tried to do something to the ferret standing by the desk. He stroked his chin and said thoughtfully: "Uh... You look cute like this, son. Your mother complained to me yesterday that you are too big."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling purple light shot out from the tip of the wand, and a boy exactly like Lucius appeared at the place where the ferret was originally standing. His short black hair hung softly by his ears. At this moment, a hint of pink appeared on his normally pale skin. He bit his lower lip and called "Father" in a humiliated manner.

"Don't be depressed." Lucius put away his wand casually, "This is the price you pay for your inferior skills."

"He insulted me!" Draco said angrily, his silver eyes burning with cold fire.

"It's not you—it's the whole Malfoy family. Maybe he's trying to use you to throw me off or something, that stupid cripple." Draco looked up sharply, surprised to see his father use a very Nasty and vulgar words, but the latter waved his hand as if he didn't care, "Your uncles far away in Germany heard about this, and in fact they were very angry... oh, and your aunts , listen to what they say? 'Poor little dragon', 'innocent child'..." Lucius smacked his lips in disgust, remembering the nagging of his relatives.

With Scorpius' screams of being beaten in the background, Draco looked like he was about to faint at any moment: "I can't imagine this being made public!"

"I have to agree with you, I'm afraid the regular family annual meeting held at Malfoy Manor this year will always be lively." Lucius smirked at his son, "You will be loved...and ridiculed of."

The Slytherin prince plucked his hair agitatedly, and let out an impatient click of his tongue.

"—for Merlin's sake!" Scorpius said in the empty space where Kyle Grace Great was about to stop for a sip of water before continuing, "Draco! What are you supposed to say?!"

The other person was furious, Draco turned his head suddenly after being taken aback for a moment, and dared to show him a "you're still here" expression.Scorpius rolled his eyes, clutched his hot ass, and said with a limp, "You should tell my dad that I burned the hair off the back of Moody's head!"

"And get you a better beating?" Professor Snape hissed. "No, Mr. Gretel, my office is already buzzing enough."

"—Your mother is worried, brat." Kyle Grace Great took out a bottle of medicinal wine from Professor Snape's cabinet with ease, shook it, and saw a bottle of medicinal wine inside without any surprise. With the dragon eyes floating up and down, he turned around behind the desk blankly, and finally took out a beaker from under the table, poured some wine into it, and began to sip it.

Professor Snape looked as if he wanted to stuff him into the fireplace - plus a handful of Floo powder to tell him to fuck off.

After calming down, Mr. Great paused, and said slowly in a subtle tone: "I'm afraid this news has already reached the ears of the Dark Lord—or more days ago, and it didn't take long for him to be able to Guess that it is not a spell from the root of Latin magic, and then..." The adult man pursed his lips uncomfortably.

"You'll notice there's a whole room full of people here, me, and Severus." Lucius sneered mockingly.

Mr. Great rolled his eyes at him very ungraciously, then turned his head and continued to his son: "Even if your grandfather has extraordinary confidence in how to use it, I can hardly guarantee that nothing will happen in the next three-strong league." Baskets - during that period, Hogwarts was almost completely open to the outside world."

"So the news came?" Scorpius asked dryly.

"That's why I heard the letter." Mr. Great nodded in agreement, "What's your opinion?"

"Are you asking my opinion on the matter?"

"of course."

"Every letter is full of opinions." Scorpius said through gritted teeth.

"Your grandfather is getting old, and his legs and feet are inconvenient to come and see you in person. That child is reliable." Mr. Gretel changed his Chinese and said gently, "Besides, how kind your elder brother treats you, what are you dissatisfied with?" of?"

Scorpius understood a truth-usually for normal children, the so-called "good for you" in the eyes of adults is already something strange outside this dimension.

Instead of a furry ferret around his neck, the heir of the Malfoy family, who quickly recovered his arrogance, was around him.

When the two of them walked towards the door of the Slytherin lounge, Draco suddenly stopped, looked at Scorpius cautiously, and said in a subtle tone: "So, you have a bodyguard?"

"A bodyguard who wants to humiliate me to death at any time?" Scorpius retorted feebly.

Draco frowned, and finally said nothing, walking ahead alone.Scorpius thought for a while, then sighed helplessly, and followed him: "A Blake, plus a Defense Against the Dark Arts class I heard, I can't even imagine it."

"Oh, come on Mister Gretel, that's Gryffindor heaven, male or female." Draco sneered bitterly.

"I'm a Slytherin." Scorpius warned with a stern expression on his face, and Prince Slytherin turned his face to show him a hypocritical smirk... This is really a bit, nostalgic.

The two walked into the Slytherin common room. There were not many people in it. Only Blaise Zabini was leaning on the sofa, casually flipping through an unknown book. He raised his head after hearing the noise. , and immediately saw Draco regaining his human form, the boy with light brown skin showed a smile not too surprised: "Hey, Draco, I knew Mr. Malfoy would have a way."

Draco wrinkled his nose, and said slowly in disgust, "But our whole family knows about it." He paused, and added, "I'm going to kill that Moody."

"Where's Pansy?" Scorpius sat down beside Zabini.

"Going to the Quidditch match." Zabini shrugged, and Draco looked surprised by the answer. "Damn it, she's in love with Cedric, that Hufflepuff?"

"No, it's the new teaching assistant."

"—that Black?" Draco snorted. "He's your uncle." Scorpius added inappropriately beside him, earning a vicious stare.

"No, it's the one from China." Zabini shrugged, "I was left waiting to inform you of the news—afternoon classes were cancelled, and the whole school was invited to the Quidditch pitch to watch a... sword? "

"Swordsmanship?" Scorpius was so surprised that his jaw almost dropped, "I heard you want to dance with a sword?"

Draco glanced at him contemptuously: "Is that hard to do?"

"It's not difficult." Scorpius shook his head in disbelief, "but Wenxin never liked that—I mean, because exorcism swordsmanship is usually...too coquettish."

Draco suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Scorpius added: "As coquettish as that new broom of yours."