[HP]Love and Hogwarts

"I said, you have been staring at the plate in a daze for ten minutes. What are you thinking about? Has your soul been sucked away?" Malfoy tapped the glass with a silver spoon, and the crisp sound recalled Kahn's attention. Thoughts.

While poking the cute Persian cat sandwich biscuits on the plate with a fork, Kahn put his chin in one hand, tilted his head and looked at him in confusion and said: "I have been thinking about the famous saying that it is better to live than to die. , the more I think about it, the more I feel that this sentence is really profound.”

"You're messing with me again." Malfoy snorted.

"No, no, no, I'm thinking very seriously this time." Kahn waved the hand holding the fork, said nothing more, stood up, brought a bowl of crispy strawberries, came back and sat down.

Two days had passed since that night, and the news that Harry defeated Voldemort spread like wildfire. Although it seemed like it should be a secret, it had already spread to everyone. The place next to his hospital bed looked like a small shop. , looking at the amount of candies, it seems that the candy store is almost empty.

Kahn also sent a box of caterpillar gummy candies. During the two days when Harry was lying on the hospital bed, the house points were calculated. Slytherin won the House Cup with nearly 500 points. As the seventh consecutive champion Victor, the Great Hall is now decorated with the green and silver colors representing Slytherin, with green hanging ribbons hanging above the long table, and a huge banner with a Slytherin snake hanging on the wall behind the guest of honor seat.

The Gryffindor table was no longer as gloomy and depressed as it had been a few days ago. Not only was there no way out, but more importantly, as a Gryffindor, Harry defeated Voldemort and protected Hogwarts. , compared with such heroic deeds, the Academy Cup suddenly seemed less important.

Having said that, let’s talk about Harry. To be cautious, she cast a forgetting spell on Harry, cleverly deleting the scene where she appeared, without touching any of his other memories. Fortunately, it was an emergency that day. Harry only had time to glance at her briefly, and there were only a few scenes in total. After deleting them, no trace could be found, and it did not cause any harm to him.

Just as he was thinking about it, the noisy auditorium suddenly fell silent. A confused Harry walked to the Gryffindor table and sat between Ron and Hermione. Wherever he went, people in the auditorium were looking at him. Like a sunflower chasing the sun, it will chase wherever it goes.

"The villain succeeds." Perhaps it was because he won the Academy Cup, but Malfoy's sarcasm today was neither salty nor light, not strong at all. The person he was talking about was Kahn, and her eyes didn't even waver.

There was no trace of jealousy on his face when he spoke. He looked polite and decent, and his voice was elegant and reserved. Kahn glanced at him from the corner of his eye and didn't answer. It was 100% his father's letter yesterday that spurred him on. She guessed the function and the content of the letter. It probably meant that although he deserved to be happy, he just got something within easy reach. He shouldn't shout excitedly like other monkeys who had never seen the world. He should always maintain his integrity. Pureblood demeanor and all that.

The above content was polished and added by herself, but the actual situation is really similar, except that Lucius Malfoy's words are more tactful.

After a while, Dumbledore also arrived. He said happily: "Another year has passed! - Before enjoying these delicacies, I must trouble everyone to listen to an old man's cliché. How wonderful this is What a year! Your little minds must be richer than in the past... There is a whole summer vacation waiting for you, which allows you to digest those things before the start of the next semester and free up your brains... …”

Slytherin House stared at him closely. They knew that the Academy Cup award ceremony was coming next, and no one wanted to miss this moment.

"Now, as far as I know, we must first conduct the Academy Cup award ceremony -" Sure enough, Dumbledore continued. He first read the final scores of each school. Gryffindor ranked fourth with 312 points. first place, and Slytherin took the first place far ahead.

A burst of thunderous cheers and clapping of feet instantly erupted at the Slytherin table. Malfoy excitedly hit the table with his goblet, and his previous decency was instantly thrown to the clouds. Kahn also laughed and cheered. applauded.

But before they could be happy for long, Dumbledore suddenly changed his tone and said, "However, several recent events must also be taken into account."

The auditorium instantly became very quiet, and Malfoy also suppressed his smile.

"Uh, uh," Dumbledore cleared his throat, "I still have some final points to distribute. Let me see, by the way..." What happened next made Slytherin a little angry, because it was obvious that he had already The score calculation was over, but Dumbledore still added 60, 50, 50, and 10 points to Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Neville respectively, for a total of 170 points.

Gryffindor rose directly from last place to second place, defeating Ravenclaw who originally had 426 points. Fortunately, Slytherin is still 20 points higher and ranks first. Otherwise, what would these little snakes who value ambition and victory above all else do?

Although they did not win the Academy Cup, the atmosphere in Gryffindor was even higher than that of Slytherin. The cheers were louder and louder. The second place was much better than the last one. The lion's desire to win was no worse than that of the snake, but That was the situation without Harry. What did the Academy Cup mean in front of a savior who was officially certified to have defeated Voldemort?

Kahn picked up a drink and turned sideways to admire the expression of Malfoy next to him. His face seemed to be both happy and proud to retain the Academy Cup, but also dissatisfied with scoring for Gryffindor. For a moment, his face It looked like they had knocked over the paint bucket, but in the end they still had a beaming expression. Anyway, they were the real winners.

Kahn, who felt that she had watched a good show, took a satisfied sip of the drink in her hand. She immediately frowned at the soreness and pursed her lips into a thin line. The drink did not stay in her mouth for a second before she swallowed it immediately. He sat down and stuffed the Persian cat sandwich biscuit that he had never eaten into his mouth. He was relieved when he felt the sweet taste on his tongue.

Malfoy was attracted by her movement, looked at the drink in her hand, and asked with a smile as if he was concerned: "I didn't know you like to drink lemon jelly?"

Kahn put down the cup and glanced at him quietly before looking away, "I'm just not used to the taste yet. I'll get used to it after drinking." She said stiffly.

"Oh." Malfoy nodded, seemed to think for a moment, then stood up from his seat and walked to the back where other grades were doing who knew what they were doing. When he came back, he had just enough in his hand. Two cups of lemon jelly, 'pop! ’ and placed it in front of Kahn.

"Seeing that you wanted to drink, I went to ask, and I happened to find two glasses." He picked up his own orange juice and drank it deliciously. While drinking, he didn't forget to urge her to drink it quickly.

What happened? He must have asked them for it with bad intentions. Kahn stared at him for five seconds, then turned around and looked at the three cups in front of him, then picked up a cup of noodles and drank it without changing his expression. . She was just caught off guard just now, but she was prepared, and now she can accept it being twice as sour. She can even finish the basket of cheese she made, and Malfoy, a childish guy, can't even think of laughing at her.

Seeing her finishing three glasses of wine easily, Malfoy curled his lips and continued to struggle with his chocolate pie in disappointment.

After the year-end banquet, the final grades were handed out. Kahn won the first place in the grade with perfect scores in all subjects without any suspense. She was already popular with the teachers, but now the teachers felt that they had not taught her in vain. Satisfied, he praised her from beginning to end. Apart from her, the second-placed Hermione was also praised a lot. She also got close to full marks.

Malfoy's grades were also very good, but his bad habits started to show up again. Seeing that Goyle miraculously passed the exam, he incredibly took the paper and picked it back and forth three times, and even called Kahn's roommate. He pulled her down, insisting that she also find faults.

"If you don't say a few words to him, he will be smarter in the future." Kahn said expressionlessly while holding the paper that was forced into his hand. It attracted Goyle's moved eyes.

"Okay, okay." Malfoy returned the paper to Goyle, lying lazily on the sofa and said, "Don't go up, continue the story you didn't finish last time." He pulled Kahn. Her sleeves blocked her from returning to the dormitory.

"...I finished talking about it last time."

"Then let's get a new one."

"I'm going to pack my luggage. Let Goyle and Crabbe sing to you." Kahn shook his head and refused without hesitation.

After watching her figure disappear at the top of the stairs, Malfoy turned his attention to Goyle and Crabbe on the opposite side in boredom. His luggage was packed yesterday, and now he had nothing to do and felt relaxed.

His eyes only stopped on them for a second, and they were twisting around on the sofa nervously, as if they had been bitten by fleas.

"What are you doing? You look disgusting." Malfoy said in disgust.

"We can't sing." Gower said coyly.

"..." Malfoy looked at them in astonishment, his face almost turning pale with anger, "Who wants to hear you sing? It's better to catch two crows and bring them back!"

……

When carrying her luggage and boarding the return train, she looked out the window at the gradually familiar scenery. It was different from when she arrived. For the first time, she began to look forward to time passing faster. It would be best if the summer vacation would be over in the blink of an eye. That would allow her to pick up her wand again, and it would be a grind to not be able to use magic for two whole months.

She said goodbye to everyone she knew on the train, and made a promise to Fred and George to write to each other.

As the train gradually slowed down and stopped at the station, Kahn picked up his luggage and stepped off the train. To avoid attracting the attention of Muggles, they could only pass two or three people at a time.

"Draco, I will write to you." Seeing that he kept staring at what he wanted to say, Kahn said quickly. If he doesn't say anything now, he will start talking about giving her an owl later.

"How do you send me a message?...You don't even have an owl." Malfoy looked at her suspiciously.

"Oh - don't worry, I can guarantee that you will definitely like my way of delivering letters." Kahn did not say anything, after all, she was also experimenting with that idea, and she had to wait and see if it would work.

"Well, we will meet again soon, Kahn." Malfoy held on to the top hat he had just put on and opened his arms slightly to her.

"I wish you a happy summer vacation, Draco." Kahn gave a polite hug and then let go.

"I saw Mrs. Harriet - goodbye." Seeing the thin and cold figure in the distance, Kahn picked up his luggage, waved to Malfoy in a hurry, and walked quickly towards the figure.