[HP] Noble

At this point, Draco thought everything was over, and when Scorpius sat down next to him in the auditorium the next day, no one but those goddamn Gryffindors should have any more complaints about what happened to him the other day. The rumors and gossips flying all over the campus have been questioned-besides, Gryffindors have always been popular for 3 minutes.

But the facts seem to be true. After a few days of "Draco Malfoy succeeded in taking over, Harry Potter is completely broken in love", all the rumors finally calmed down. Harry didn't react very violently to this, because He claimed that he was "used to this" - all the above came from the Daily Prophet, and the author was a female reporter named Rita Skeeter. When Scorpius split the Daily Prophet in his hand, Pansy calmly and gracefully took a sip of hot milk tea and commented that she was a shameless bitch, but "it's kind of funny once in a while".

Then, as if specifically to divert everyone's attention, Wenxin began to distribute yellow talisman papers in the spell class above the fourth grade, teaching everyone to use the most basic Taoist basic incantation "Qingshui Mantra". The fundamental source of the water used for the paper before—but such a decision really made everyone excited. After the news was released, students from Beauxbaton and Durmstrang also began to participate in the course one after another. In Lanffindor's Charms class, Harry even saw Dumbledore quietly sitting at the end of the classroom, and also received a yellow strip of paper.

"It's never too late to learn knowledge and don't care about who you are, my child." Dumbledore replied jokingly, blinking.

Scorpius was very surprised when he first learned about the special changes in the senior year's spell class. He didn't know what he thought after hearing the letter, but this move may have passed the consent of his grandfather-Scorpius really wanted to ask The details, but I don’t know when, Wenxin became busy, except for the occasional appearance in the auditorium during the meal time, the rest of the room was empty, and I could only pray that I saw him coming and going in a hurry in the spell class or defense against the dark arts class figure.

Only once in a while, in the empty corridor, Scorpius met Wenxin.

Of course he seized the time to ask this question, Wen Xin senior brother still had that disgusting look, he seemed to twitch his brows in doubt about Scorpius' "leaking secrets", and then slowly said: "Those people If they are so stupid and want to research an advanced Taoism like 'Wind, Snow and Ice' from a 'Clear Water Curse', I won't stop them from wasting their time."

Before Scorpius had time to refute, the young man in a white Taoist robe smiled slightly, with a bit of meanness on his delicate face: "Taoist magic never pays attention to 'integration', otherwise everyone can be a master."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left indifferently.

Scorpius froze on the spot for a long time, until the young man's Taoist talisman rolled gold-rimmed robe disappeared at the corner of the exit leading to the hunting ground, and then he realized that he seemed to be ridiculed again.

——Actually, what Wen Xin said was right.

Just learning the simple basic incantation "Clear Water Curse" saved Professor Flitwick a whole week of class content, except for some Slytherin students who have shallow Chinese skills, oh, maybe the fifth graders are also included. Cho Chang, the changes in the other students were horribly uniform—from excited at first to restless, then depressed, and finally irritable—

Hermione felt like she was losing handfuls of hair, and never allowed herself to fail, and the result was that her consonant pronunciation almost drove her crazy.

"This water is extraordinary water, a little bit in the inkstone, cloud... rain cloud! Damn it! Cloud and rain will come soon!" Hermione threw herself on the table weakly, and said depressedly, "No, Harry, I can't always tell This, I asked Scorpius, my pronunciation is too far from his! - I can't imagine how a word made of two letters can have four pronunciations!"

"You can do it, Hermione." Harry comforted her calmly. He is very calm now because he has given up the content of this course (...), Dean was learning this spell on the morning of the third day Just announced it aloud, and Melinto had told him in a dream that Professor Flitwick would pass them off on the term papers - at which point Harry decided to believe that Dean had a little bit of prophetic blood.

"You can't give up, Harry!" The Gryffindor know-it-all immediately tightened his body, and taught seriously, "Professor Wen is here, what does this mean? - There must be something from the East in the Triwizard Tournament, you To take part in that one has to know something about it!"

As soon as Hermione finished speaking, Ron, who was sitting behind them, yelled that his charm seemed to be "a little wet", and Harry shut his mouth resentfully, completely giving up his desire to speak—since he and Harry quarreled, and the damn Mr. Weasley sat with Neville all the time. When it came to Potions class, their place became the birthplace of disaster, and Professor Snape paid close attention to it.

Hermione suddenly turned her head and jumped up, leaning over to look at Ron's spell paper. After looking at it for a long time, the brown-haired girl snorted contemptuously and sneered: "It's just your sweat, Ron."

Harry kept his face expressionless on the surface, but he was gloating in his heart.

Neville has always been more direct, the chubby boy was chuckling at his motionless talisman at the moment, and Ron blushed instantly, and after Hermione turned his head, he began to comment loudly on Neville "She's just jealous" or something, but no one was going to talk to him, everyone was busy.

...Compared to Gryffindor, Slytherins seem much happier.

Because they have Scorpius Great.

Even a half bucket of water is better than nothing - this is what Draco Malfoy said after Scorpius successfully used the Water Clearing Curse lightly.

Reluctantly... it can be regarded as a compliment.

So Scorpius began to demonstrate the water clearing spell day and night tirelessly in the common room, "This water is extraordinary water. A little bit of it is in the inkstone, and the cloud and rain will come in no time. Sick people swallow it, and all diseases will be eliminated. Urgent as a law." A simple spell was memorized by him upside down, and when he finally had the urge to vomit on the conditioned reflex, Draco, who could recite the fastest, was able to smoothly It is memorized—of course, it is only memorized, and it will not be used for the time being.

Compared with the boys, the girls are obviously more interested in the professor who teaches the Water Curse than the Water Curse.

"I saw that the professor used more than yellow talisman paper." When Draco corrected the pronunciation of "ghost" in Zabini's "evil ghost", Pansy said yearningly, leaning next to Scorpius.

"Oh, this can be explained. The material types of talisman paper include gold, silver, purple, blue, and yellow. Gold talisman paper is the first, and the power decreases in descending order. When using talisman paper, there are also requirements for the caster's morality. Beginners use plain yellow charms."

"Like you." Draco narrowed his eyes slightly, stopped discussing with Zabini, turned around and said harshly.

"Yes, like me." Scorpius admitted dryly after a pause, "...but I also used the blue charm once, well, if you still remember, respected Mr. Malfoy, it was the time to save you .”

"Just read that one time for the rest of your life, Mr. Great." Draco smirked at him, and said in a hypocritically loving tone.

"No problem at all." Scorpius also returned a smirk.

"Can Professor Wen Xin use more advanced spells?" Accustomed to their quarrels, Pansy has been able to continue the topics she cares about without being affected at all. At this moment, the black-haired Slytherin girl's eyes lit up , asked expectantly, "Oh, I can hardly imagine that he can dance a beautiful sword and use advanced spells at such a young age!"

"I should show Barutt what you look like, Pansy." Draco frowned in disgust.

"If you can't be admired by ladies, please find the reason from yourself, gentlemen." Pansy said slowly and arrogantly, then she straightened her skirt and stood up from the soft sofa, "It's time, I have to Go to the sixth grade Charms class, I heard that the professor will be there today."

"You didn't study in the past at all, otherwise you wouldn't have gone to the Charms classroom without a heater in the cold weather - the gills are here." Draco looked suspiciously with silver-gray eyes she.

"Yes, I just went to listen to the professor." Pan Xi was not at all shy, and replied with a smile, "The way he reads Chinese is so sexy."

After Pansy walked away with a whole group of girls talking and laughing in high-heeled shoes, Scorpius made a cold face at Draco. Thinking of Wen Xin's thin lips whispering softly, he There is only one word that comes to mind, and that is: mean.

……

However, no matter how much trouble is caused, what should come will still come—the first event of the Triwizard Tournament is finally approaching. At this time, people probably finally accepted the farce of four contestants. According to what Draco said Speaking of which, the Ministry of Magic is messing around with one more person, and there are new changes to the originally prepared project, which sounds like something has to be added.

Strangely, lately Harry Potter has started to look out of his mind, and most of the time, the poor, skinny boy has a terribly frightening face.Many people have seen him walking quickly in the corridors alone, waving his wand while walking, and some even said that they saw Harry crying to the crying myrtle on the second floor about something——

"It seems that the great savior likes it very much, and he even kissed me there." Scorpius shook his head mockingly, and tightened his robe, the weather was getting colder, Merlin, he almost forgot What does summer feel like.

Hearing this, Draco dropped his wand and moved his butt annoyedly: "Why, it's a pity, isn't it, didn't really kiss?"

"Yes, it's a pity—well, I'm just kidding, why are you so grumpy?"

"I just have to remind you." Draco lowered his eyes, grabbed that day's Daily Prophet casually, flipped through it, and replied arrogantly.

"No need, I'm not interested in Potter." Scorpius shrugged, picked out a few textbooks from his schoolbag and stuffed them to Draco, "Here, I have something to go out."

"Just get out and put your textbooks on the table over there." Draco raised his head impatiently, flipping through the newspapers, "What the hell is this—an exercise book? You stuffed it into me what?"

"Homework." Scorpius blinked.

Draco tapped the exercise book in his hand, a little bit ironic: "You let me do your homework for you?"

"What's the problem?"

"That's a big problem—how does your dog-like writing compare to mine? I promise, even the punctuation marks can't overlap—oh, by the way, if your homework is too correct, it may cause the professor to panic .” Draco sneered, wringing his fingers for granted.

"You're annoying, Draco," Scorpius said deadpan.

"I've always been honest like that."

"Okay, honest Mr. Malfoy, so are you going to help me anyway?—I have important things to do."

"Can you have something important?" Draco snorted as if he had heard a big joke.

Scorpius said tentatively, "Like the first project?"

Draco fell silent.

Scorpius hurriedly sat down, rubbed against the handsome Slytherin prince, and poked his arm: "Here, how is it?"

Draco looked very hesitant. After all, it would be too exhausting to wait until the day of the game to know the content of the game. If he knew in advance, maybe he could simulate a response plan and compare it with the actual game at that time, instead of being silly Sitting in the stands, watching the performances of the contestants——

Excellent learning process.

So Master Malfoy subtly narrowed his silver-gray eyes, curled the corners of his lips, and said slowly, "Deal."