【HP】Elvira’s Unicorn Garden

The little girl played coquettishly towards her sister and then returned to the dormitory.

The moment the door to the dormitory was closed by the little girl, Alice raised her hands to cover her chest with lingering fear, feeling as if all her strength had been drained away.

"How long do you want to hide? The little unicorn has left." Alice said something into the air, and after she recovered, she got up and walked to the bed to sit down.

At that moment, Alice felt extremely paralyzed. If the little guy discovered that there was a man in her dormitory that she didn't like very much, she couldn't imagine how she would explain it to the little unicorn.

After a long time, the ivory white wardrobe was pushed open from the inside, and the black-haired man walked out of the closet in a slightly embarrassed manner.

"I think the little one won't mind." The man raised his hand and straightened his clothes, then walked towards Alice who was sitting beside the bed, "The little one knows our relationship."

"But I think the little guy you are talking about will dislike you even more." Alice said this sentence almost through gritted teeth, "Also, the little unicorn is my sister."

Stop looking at her sister the way you look at your daughter!

Tom lifted Alice's chin and pecked her red lips regardless of her resistance, "I heard that the little one has a 'good friend' who is the child of my 'uncle' and 'aunt'."

The only person who could be related to the man in front of him was the first-year Gunter.

"That Gaunt is the little unicorn's friend, Tom." Alice was reminding him that the entire Hogwarts, including the professors, regarded the man in front of him as a 'good' student, a 'kind' student.

But only Alice knew that the man in front of her was a complete madman.

Tom sat on the bed and rolled Alice into his arms. He lowered his head and kissed the tip of his lover's ear, and said: "Don't worry Alice, I won't do anything to him, at least not now. I'm the same as you." I don’t want to make the little guy feel sad——”

Alice wanted to say something more but was blocked by the other party. But after all, it was the person she had loved for several years, so how could she be willing to put in the effort to really push her away.

Almost all the purebloods from the lower grades and even the upper grades gathered in the rest area of ​​the men's dormitory.

Almost all the purebloods sat down around the blond boy.

"Those dirty Mudbloods should be kicked out of Hogwarts," the face of the sixth-year Slytherin student was almost full of disgust, "I always thought that I acted lightly, I should just kill her. .”

"But you're not, aren't you? You're scared, Prince." Another boy shrugged and said, "And if you really killed that mudblood, I don't think you have the ability to cover up your killing. This fact about human beings.”

"I thought you would pity her appearance. After all, she is indeed a rare and beautiful girl." Although the man said this, there was no trace of mercy in his words.

In this world, pure-bloods are always willing to talk about death, and even go so far as to create death with their own hands.

"You are so cruel, Prince, you didn't even listen to that girl's cry for help." Another senior, Youyou, said, showing a posture of pretense of regret, but with an extremely crazy look in his eyes.

Even mixed with a hint of regret.

It's a pity that he couldn't see that scene with his own eyes, otherwise he would have to try the dark magic passed down by his family on that mudblood.

"Don't let people who shouldn't see this see this." As soon as the blond boy said something, the somewhat noisy rest area suddenly became quiet.

This is Slytherin's class position.

It is the fear and admiration for extreme power and status, and it is also the awe of the strong.

The young man did not stop it, even he was one of them.

He is the leader in this.

"You can rest assured, Abraxas, we will not let this happen in front of Miss Grindelwald." Yaxley grinned. They will not go against the leader's wishes to ask for trouble. '.

Since it can't be in the lounge, it can be somewhere else; somewhere where little Grindelwald can't see or hear.