[HP]Love and Hogwarts

On the day of the Quidditch match, Malfoy was already waiting in the common room when Kahn left the dormitory for the first time. He grabbed Kahn who was trying to escape quietly and said, "I knew I would come out a few minutes later." , I don’t want to see you all day today.”

"Please let me go." Kahn tried to pull off the hand he was holding on to his collar, but God is fair. No matter how high her magic talent is, her body will be weak. As long as anyone can get close to her, she will give him a hand. She could knock her down with one punch, so naturally she couldn't break away from Malfoy.

"I don't want to go. I don't understand. Why don't you go with Crabbe and Goyle?" Kahn whispered.

"They will go too. Moreover, even if I believe that Goyle suddenly became a master of alchemy, I don't believe that you can't understand it." He pulled Kahn to a chair by the fireplace and sat down and said, "What if you do it today?" If you come with me, I can consider your last request for me to play at my house."

"When did I say that?" Kahn looked back in confusion, but he couldn't remember when it happened.

"Didn't you say before that you wanted to see my white peacock?" Malfoy reminded, "We can also go to Diagon Alley to jump and play in the magic joke shop during the summer vacation to buy some interesting things and go back to the manor." As long as he can convince his father, This Kahn doesn't need to know.

Non-existent conventions have increased! Kahn looked at him blankly and said nothing, but after thinking about it in her mind, she found that this was not a bad idea, so that she would not have to waste time washing clothes in the orphanage every day during the summer vacation.

"Okay, thank you for the invitation. I will go if I have the chance. I can watch you play then." Kahn said after adjusting his collar.

"Wise choice." Malfoy said proudly.

Finally, with Malfoy's money-making ability, Kahn was very satisfied and went to the Quidditch pitch with him. She didn't want to, but Malfoy said he would give her a lot of white peacock feathers!

They went early, and there were not many people in Slytherin when they arrived. Malfoy took her to find a good seat in the front row smoothly. Kahn took out the telescope parts from his pocket and assembled them. This one was for astronomy. Professor Sinistra gave it to her. Although it was a bit old, it still worked well.

At almost 11 o'clock, almost all the teachers and students of the school came to the stands next to the Quidditch pitch. Kahn used the binoculars to see Snape sitting down in front of Professor Quirrell at the teacher's desk, looking as usual. Just as gloomy.

The Slytherin House team came out first, and Malfoy did not hesitate to cheer. He pulled down his scarf and applauded them enthusiastically. This was not because he thought they played well or admired them, but because they represented Slytherin. Letling.

But his good mood stopped there. When the Gryffindor team came out and saw Harry who was obviously shorter inside, his face quickly dropped. Kahn, who was standing next to him, was inexplicably confused. It felt as if the weather was getting colder, so I couldn't help shrinking my neck and hiding half of my face under the scarf, only exposing a pair of eyes.

Even when the game started, Malfoy's expression did not improve. When the first score was taken away by Gryffindor, the Slytherins roared and sighed unwillingly, "No! What a bunch of useless things." !" Malfoy grabbed the fence in front of him angrily.

Kahn stayed among them in troubled waters, and roared twice, then picked up the telescope and observed the teacher's chair opposite. Professor McGonagall seemed to be smiling gracefully, and Professor Snape's face became even more gloomy. , as if it can squeeze out water.

It wasn't until the second Slytherin score that Malfoy finally looked less angry, and Karn managed to save the lower half of his face from the scarf.

The game was still going on fiercely, but an accident suddenly happened. Harry's broom began to twitch and twist crazily, and took Harry flying high out of the field. People in the stands exclaimed and watched. He turned towards Harry, who was already rolling around on his broomstick.

Malfoy whistled happily next to her. Kahn took a look through the binoculars and found that his expression looked really frightened. Was the broom really out of control? But Harry's skills shouldn't make such stupid mistakes, right?

"Look, what is our savior doing? There's no way we can win the game like this." Malfoy smiled and patted Kahn on the shoulder and said, "I wonder if Gryffindor has prepared a mattress for him."

"At this height, the mattress will probably be knocked into the ground along with it." Kahn said, holding up the telescope.

Fortunately, Harry's broom quickly returned to normal, and he returned to the playing field. After seeing him chasing the Golden Snitch with Flint, the Seeker of Slytherin House, Kahn removed the telescope and looked at it again. Returned to the teacher's desk.

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Why did Professor Snape's cloak catch fire after just a few minutes of not looking at it? She moved the telescope upwards and found that Professor Quirrell, who was sitting above him, looked very reserved, with a guilty look on his face. Could it be that he set the fire? Unexpectedly, the teacher was quite naughty. Kahn calmly looked away and focused on the field again.

Harry regained control of the broom and quickly fell to the ground with his head on the ground. He coughed a few times and spit out the Golden Snitch from his mouth.

"I caught the snitch!" he shouted, raising the ball high above his head and waving it. Except for Slytherin, the other houses cheered him enthusiastically and applauded him.

"He didn't catch the snitch, he almost swallowed it!" Flint roared angrily on the field. But this was of no use, Harry did not break any rules, and the final score was Gryffindor 170 to 60.

"Disgraceful idiot!" Malfoy cursed Flint in a low voice, who was still yelling on the field. With a dark expression on his face, he grabbed Kahn's wrist and pulled her away from the Quidditch pitch.

Malfoy didn't speak a word all the way, until he entered the Slytherin common room, where he kicked the decorative skull on the wall as if to vent his anger, "This is unfair! Why can he participate in Quidditch?" Odd match?!" Malfoy said dissatisfied, his eyes so red with anger that Kahn almost thought he was going to cry.

Kahn shook his head honestly. Fortunately, Malfoy didn't want to hear any useful information from her mouth. He just sat down on the sofa with an annoyed look on his face, squeezing Kahn so hard that he couldn't even stand up and run. . "

"I know you're angry, but can't you sit next to me? This is just a single sofa." Kahn said in a puzzled manner.

"I'm so angry, and you only care about this?" Malfoy glanced at her dissatisfied.

Reasoning with Malfoy was of no use.

Seeing his stubborn and sulky expression, Kahn touched the end of his hair. After thinking for a moment, he stretched out a hand and placed it in front of him.

"What?" he asked, looking at Kahn.

"You touch it," she held out her fingertips.

Malfoy glanced at her suspiciously, but he still complied to show his dignity. He stretched out his index finger and tapped her fingertip lightly. In an instant, an emerald green seedling sprouted from Kahn's fingertip. Malfoy Kahn took it at his signal. As soon as it came into his hand, the seedling began to branch out wildly and sprouted. Soon it grew to be as long as his wand, with budding flowers hanging on it. bud.

Under his gaze, these flower buds seemed to stretch like a cat that had just woken up, slowly stretching its petals to bloom. The flowers were white and quiet, tight but not heavy. Malfoy stretched out his fingers and touched the petals, and the flowers immediately became like She gently rubbed his hand as if alive.

"...What do you mean?" he said to Kahn.

"Let you be happy." She didn't want to be an innocent victim of Malfoy's anger at all. Although they were both young and thin, and could sit down completely, she still preferred to have a sofa to herself. It was too crowded.

Perhaps because he was sitting by the fireplace, Malfoy's face looked a little red. He coughed quietly, held the flower and looked at Kahn sitting next to him, and said, "Okay, thank you, and there is one more thing." One, what kind of flower is this?”

"White camellia, although it looks nothing like you, but I haven't had time to practice with other flowers." Kahn shook it all out without hiding anything, and at the end, added: "By the way, you Can you get up and change positions now?"

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"No." He refused coldly.

Ever since the Quidditch match, Malfoy hated Harry even more. Of course, Harry also hated each other. In the past, when they met, they would make sarcastic remarks to each other, but now it has developed to the point where they are about to take out their wands and fight each other. One plane.

Kahn didn't have time to pay attention to this. Professor Quirrell had recently assigned her a lot of homework. She spent most of her time in the library reading and looking for information. The kind-hearted Cedric saw how busy she was and offered to help her with tutoring. , or discussing and writing together. His grades were indeed very good, but after Kahn thought about the content of her homework, she silently declined him. She didn't want to enter Azkaban so early.

Of course, don't worry too much about her. No matter how busy she is, she will never forget to go to the kitchen to eat something new.

After finally finishing her work for a while, it was already mid-December. Before the upcoming Christmas, Kahn finally took the time to learn the invisibility technique. This was very useful, so that she could make some regulations more freely. Something outside.

Malfoy recently spread a rumor in school that Harry would be replaced by a big-mouthed tree frog in the next Quidditch game. He thought everyone would laugh at him, but no one thought what he said was funny. Because everyone thought it was amazing that Harry could stay on the rampage's broomstick.

Of course there is no problem, but I feel sorry for Kahn. Malfoy now complains to her every day like a middle-aged man who has failed in life (mostly because of Harry).

Kahn didn't hate him because of this. After all, he was quite cute sometimes, and it didn't matter if he talked a lot. She didn't listen to a few words carefully anyway, but she occasionally took the time to think about it. Malfoy went there after graduating from Hogwarts. What are the chances of becoming a stand-up comedian?