[HP] Looking up across the boundary

Draco thought it was funny for a moment, it turned out that Potter was still paying attention to Granger.He tilted his head slightly, raised the corners of his mouth and sneered, "Why, worried about your mudblood friend?"

Harry's face turned pale, and he rushed over. Draco didn't expect Harry to do this, and Harry successfully covered his mouth for a while, and looked at him seriously with those blue eyes.In a trance, Draco saw his own reflection in those green eyes, it was himself with a surprised face.

"Don't say that word." Harry said heavily, "You shouldn't have said it."

Draco was stunned for a moment, but immediately realized that he was not paying attention, and suddenly pushed Harry away, and said with a little embarrassment: "Potter, what are you trying to say."

Harry didn't expect Draco to use so much force, almost fell and staggered a few steps back, before saying, "I think it has something to do with the heir of Slytherin."

heir?Draco narrowed his eyes slightly, remembering what the people in the lounge were talking about just now.Can't help being sarcastic: "Oh? Are you trying to say that you are the heir of Slytherin?" Draco still sneered, touching the wand with a vague feeling, thinking in his heart: If you can't help it, give it to Potter , to relieve Qi.

"No, Malfoy, that's not what I meant." Harry quickly explained, "I mean..."

"How could the heir be a Gryffindor?" Draco interrupted Harry abruptly, even with a little anger in his tone, "The heir of Slytherin is the glory of Slytherin, not a half-breed! Not a down-and-out kid! Even if you are the savior!"

Harry was choked up and had no words to refute, his face sank, and his brows were furrowed to reveal his inner sullenness, but his focused eyes did not shift at all, and he still looked at Draco.

Draco added another sentence in disbelief, almost roaring, "The heir of Slytherin is not for you to dislike! You also have no right to blame him!"

"Malfoy, please listen to me, please, please, listen to me." Harry was misunderstood and fidgeted, spreading his hands and kept begging Draco to listen to him, "You know, that's not what I meant. "

"Then what do you mean?" Draco demanded.

"Recently, it has been rumored that the heir of Slytherin will open the Chamber of Secrets and bring massacres, which will cause immeasurable damage to the school!"

"Oh." Draco sneered, thinking that Potter had talked so much about it, and finally got to the point. "What do you mean by asking me? Do you expect me to help you?"

Help you, or Granger you care about?Draco thought angrily.

"Maybe you'll know..."

"Potter, stop dreaming!"

A cold sentence interrupted Harry, Harry finally couldn't help it, and was about to throw Draco down, Draco was prepared this time, and quickly pulled out his wand.But Harry took a quick step and fell directly on top of Draco.

Merlin, Potter is so heavy! ! !

Draco couldn't stand still and fell to the ground hard, literally being a pawn pad for Harry.Draco was already upset, but now he added fuel to the fire, and became extremely sulking.Frustrated, he forgot that he was a wizard, and rolled around on the floor with Harry.

"Malfoy, why can't you just listen to me!"

"Potter! I hate you!" Draco was forced to yell, and as soon as the words fell, he felt Harry imprisoning him suddenly, Draco felt a sense of threat in his heart, and struggled subconsciously, Beat Harry, but Harry just won't let go.

"What do you want, Potter!"

Harry pushed hard, and the two rolled aside. Harry pressed Draco under him, narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Draco, his expression dark and terrifying.Draco wasn't afraid, and stared back.

The two just stared at each other, playing games, waiting for the passage of time...

Porter...

Harry stared at Draco, frowning, he suddenly felt an urge to do something, and when he thought about what he wanted to do, he was frightened by his urge.

Draco's eyes widened as he watched Harry get closer, closer...

"What are you two doing!" A stern roar broke the quiet atmosphere.

The two paused, and looked at the source of the sound. Professor McGonagall had a dark face, holding a wand and hitting the palm of his hand, feeling guilty.

The author has something to say: You two talk well, don't touch your hands~ Cough, cover your face and run wildly. It was a good quarrel, but why did it suddenly develop strangely... What exactly is Harry trying to do? I don't know, hahaha, just kidding...

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