[HP]Love and Hogwarts

Today's auditorium was no different from before. When Kahn arrived, dinner had already started for a while. She caught a glimpse of Malfoy opening a package sent by his mother. A lot of colorful candies were packed in exquisite boxes. He opened the lid to reveal it. It looks like the ones sent this time are fruity.

Standing on his shoulder, the owl belonging to the Malfoy family turned its head sharply as if aware of it, and saw Kahn taking a shortcut from the secret passage. He immediately flapped his wings and abandoned it without looking back. The owner who was stepping on her feet jumped up to Kahn's head, pulled her hair, and found a comfortable place to sit down.

Kahn fed it a few magic beans that animals couldn't resist, then held it on his head and sat down next to Bloody Barro while wiping her tears. Although she was upset by crying, she still praised her chin in her heart as usual. Luo, as long as he was around, she would always have a good, empty seat to sit on.

"I was just wondering why it suddenly flew away. Sure enough, it saw you. How did you... who did it?" Malfoy walked up to her holding the candy box, and first looked up at Bloody Barrow. After seeing that he seemed to be in a daze and not looking at them at all, he relaxed and said to Kahn. However, as soon as he said the words halfway, he got stuck in his throat, and he asked in a low voice after a while.

"...I didn't do it." Kahn was filling the plate with cream soup. His free ear suddenly heard his question, and he subconsciously raised his head and said in a daze.

"Of course I know it wasn't you." Malfoy sat down next to her and looked at her with unprecedented patience and gentleness.

"What's wrong with your voice? Is it time to change your voice?" Kahn's attention was attracted by his voice, and he wiped his tears and said.

"..."

Malfoy's expression froze for a moment, and then he said, "I don't think you look like anything is wrong." He held her carefully and said, although his eyes were red from crying, and even his cheeks were covered with a thin tinge. He was blushing and looked extremely pitiful, but his face was still the same as usual, with a calm and infuriating expression no matter what happened.

"I'm fine." Kahn gave him an incomprehensible look, then turned away and continued to serve her soup. After sitting down, I happened to see Fred and George sitting down at the Gryffindor table opposite.

Although they had a fight, none of them seemed injured, except that their hair was a little messy. Even if it got like this, it didn't stop the two of them from making trouble. Fred was sitting next to Harry, holding him forcibly. Her shoulders stopped him from escaping, and with a weird smile on her face, she persuaded Harry to take a sip of bubble water.

Not to be outdone, George held his dear brother's hand and was roaring at him, saying something like: Drink! Why don't you drink? Ron was so frightened by his abnormal behavior that he shrank his neck and hid behind him, but his hand was tightly pulled by George and he couldn't break free no matter what. The scene looked extremely funny.

Seeing the two of them like this, how could the others dare to get close? If they got close, they would not be caught immediately, so they immediately ran away from them, pretending not to see Harry and Ron's expressions asking for help.

Malfoy also followed Kahn's line of sight and saw them. His mouth moved faster than his brain and he immediately mocked: "Two idiots, they were fooled by their own invention again."

After saying that, he coldly withdrew his gaze and looked at Kahn again. At this moment, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. He turned back and glanced at the Weasley twins who were still crazy over there, then turned to look down and drank. Of the soup, all I could see was the ripples of soup on the surface of my head and on the plate, like rain.

"Okay, don't add salt to your soup." Malfoy tapped her head gently to make her look up, then pushed her plate aside and wiped her tears. Bloody Barrow narrowed his eyes and glanced at the plate that was pushed in front of him. Thinking that he was now a ghost who could only eat leftovers, he suddenly felt sad. He glared at Malfoy and left the table angrily.

It's best to leave, he took the time to shrug at Bloody Barro's back and thought nonchalantly.

"Were you with those two annoying guys over there just now?" Malfoy said, staring at her.

"Yes, you are so smart." Kahn moved to where Bloody Barrow was sitting, picked up her spoon, and said complimentarily to Malfoy.

Stiffed by her cheerful attitude, Malfoy said angrily: "Why are you with the Gryffindor people again? Look what they have turned you into, into this stupid look. Snape The professor has looked at you several times since just now."

"Professor Snape is looking at me?" Kahn was stunned for a moment, then quickly raised his head and glanced at Snape in the seat. It was true! When their eyes met, Snape did not expect that she would suddenly raise her head, and paused before looking away in disgust.

Kahn turned his head, and this time he did not resist the urge to cry. He said seriously to Malfoy with tears in his eyes: "It feels so good. My relationship with the professor has taken another step forward. You said I should ask him to give me a prescription now." Will Xiaozao agree?"

"How do I know? Don't change the subject." Malfoy said, "Why do you always like to hang out with those people? Not only Gryffindor, but also other houses. There are always some catty and doggy people coming to you."

"I don't know either." Kahn also felt strange about his question and answered honestly.

The topic fell silent again. Malfoy opened a pineapple-flavored candy and put it in his mouth. He looked at the colorful candy wrapper in his hand. He turned to stare at the side and ate quietly. From time to time, he showed an aggrieved expression. With red eyes, he took out a handkerchief to wipe away his tears. kindness. After watching for a while, he suddenly coughed. After she looked over, he said, "If you don't know, just don't know. Anyway, I won't hate you because of this." Of course, it's best to stay away from those people.

Although Kahn didn't know why he said this suddenly, he was still moved and said thank you.

"Thank you, Draco. You are my best friend. If you want to borrow money, you can now borrow one Galleung more from me than anyone else."

"... You can omit the last sentence." Malfoy calmed down for a second, but couldn't help but said: "Do you have money to lend to others? What if I want to ask you to lend it now?"

Contrary to what Malfoy thought, he thought that Kahn would be confused for a moment, and then he would react and say that he had no money (after all, he knew that she was a real poor person). But after hearing what he said, Kahn just blinked and said, He reached into his pocket.

"If you want it." She took out four silver Sickles and more than a hundred knuts from her pocket, all of which amounted to less than one galleons, and threw them all into Malfoy's hands without hesitation or nostalgia. On the table in front of you.

"It's still a little bit." Kahn added slowly.

It's really just a little bit. Malfoy glanced at the loose money in front of him, then grabbed it and put it back in her pocket. Then he tried his best to say in a nonchalant tone: "...You can keep it for yourself, I haven't reached this point yet... Do you want some candy? My mother just sent it." He changed the topic abruptly.

Although he didn't understand why he had to borrow money just now and now he had to pay it back, Kahn didn't hesitate. After hearing his question, he immediately replied: "Yes, please help me fill my pockets. I just need a That’s enough pockets, thank you.”

"...Don't even think about it. The last time you said that, I poured it all into you and didn't find it full."

“Maybe it’s because candy doesn’t take up space.”

"Don't pretend to be stupid. Last time you said you would put a spell on my pocket. It's been so long. When will you start? If you don't start, I will tell Professor Snape."

"...Wait a moment." Wait until I find the spell.

Until after dinner, when I returned to the Slytherin lounge, the bubbles on my shoulders were still floating tenaciously, showing no signs of breaking. By the way, Fred and George succeeded and managed to get Harry and Ron to drink the potion.

Harry blew a flickering gray bubble, scratched his hair anxiously, stopped eating, bit his fingers and stumbled out of the auditorium. Seeing the way he looked back nervously at Fred while running, Kahn reasonably guessed that the biggest reason for his anxiety now might be Fred sitting next to him.

On the other side, Ron, who was yelled at by George like a storm, also blew a colorful bubble tremblingly. The first time he saw the bubble, including Kahn, who had been secretly observing them, , several people were stunned.

Can it still have this color?

"...I...I feel..." He closed his eyes in confusion for a moment, and his energy quickly returned to his brain, making him inexplicably excited and said: "I really want to sing a song now, or dance. In short, I I can't control my body! - No, no, no, don't let me do this, George, save me!" He had a bright smile on his face, but his eyes were extremely frightened. After saying a lot of words, he quickly smiled and gritted his teeth and asked George for help before he had time to breathe.

"Okay, now there's another one who is giggling desperately! I'm such an idiot!" George couldn't care less about his plea for help. Seeing his smile that was almost showing his gums made him extremely unhappy.

Fortunately, there was Fred at the critical moment, who pulled Ron out of the auditorium with a cheerful face, saving his dear brother from having to sing in front of the entire school.

Back in time, in the Slytherin lounge, the originally cold and unusual environment made Kahn feel extremely hot and tired today. Crying for too long had caused her brain to gradually become deprived of oxygen, causing her to have a headache. Forbearance, Slytherin's location in the basement only made the feeling of suffocation worse.

After lying on the bed for a while, the situation did not improve at all, but intensified. Finally, Kahn jumped out of the bed like a spring, took a deep breath, opened the door, and rushed out of the lounge until he had a clear view. In the large courtyard, the cool night wind blew through her cheeks and hair, and she relaxed and let out the pent-up feeling in her chest.

At the same time, after the night wind blew by, the gray-blue bubble made a subtle and crisp breaking sound, as if whispering to Kahn, and then disappeared without a trace.