Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

For the Christmas dinner in the evening, Indra and Draco need to go to the auditorium to have dinner with everyone.

Both of them felt a little inexplicably guilty. They had just returned from Hogsmeade yesterday.

When they walked to the foyer, Indra and Draco met two Hufflepuff girls coming up from the underground stairs on the opposite side. They hurriedly said Merry Christmas, and then walked down the marble stairs into the auditorium.

The four long desks in the auditorium were piled up to the wall, with a large round table in the middle. As usual, there were twelve Christmas trees decorated with lights and colorful decorations around them. Golden stars were shining on them, and many baubles of classmates were hung on them. Make it feel less lonely here.

There were many high-backed chairs around the big round table, and many people were already sitting there.

Dumbledore, Professor Snape, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Hagrid who was like a mountain next to Professor Flitwick, and even Trelawney and Filch.

Indra walked down the stairs and asked in a surprised voice, "Did you stay in school like this before?"

Draco also spent Christmas at Hogwarts during his second year.

"No, there were as many Weasleys at that time as there are now combined detainees, so we sat at the long table of the house."

Draco glanced around and said, only a male student from Ravenclaw arrived first and sat on the other side of Professor Flitwick.

Indra calculated, well, five, just right.

It seems that Umbridge is more annoying than the basilisk.

"Merry Christmas, Indra, Draco, and Lyall, Trish."

Before the four of them reached the table, Dumbledore said with a smile. He was wearing a blue-purple Santa hat and a large shiny silver beard with several small bows.

Indra found that except for the occasion of introduction, Dumbledore always called everyone by their first names and never by their surnames.

"There aren't many people this year, so I moved this table out again." Dumbledore continued, "Sit down, sit down!"

Draco, Indra and two Hufflepuff girls sat down one by one along the four remaining chairs next to the Ravenclaw students. On Draco's right was Indra, and on the left was the unlucky one. It's Professor Trelawney.

I hope she doesn't prophesy for him, Draco thought.

Snape looked away from Draco and Indra, out of sight and out of mind.

"Very good, there are just twelve people this year, and I saw it... It indicates that the clouds hanging over Hogwarts in the next semester will soon dissipate..." Professor Trelawney clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and looked solemn. murmured.

Professor McGonagall said calmly, "Thank you, Sybil, we all hope so."

"Firecracker!" Dumbledore said happily, taking out a large golden firecracker from nowhere in his hand, with stars like silver frost flowers on it.

He handed the tail end to Snape. Professor Snape's dark eyebrows moved impatiently. Just as he was about to say something, Dumbledore said, "I've forgotten it in my old age. Severus has already pulled it." This year, this opportunity will be left to...Hagrid!"

Hagrid rubbed his hands happily, stretched out two fingers and pulled carefully.

After a loud noise, the firecrackers exploded, and a stream of fireworks crackled and shone above everyone's heads, and the small castle of Hogwarts, Pegasus and Fire Dragon appeared.

"Please enjoy your feast now!" Dumbledore said with a smile.

There was nothing at this half-decent Christmas dinner except some commonplace talk, no studying (half a circle with the professor), no Ministry of Education and no Dark Lord.

From time to time, Hagrid talked about the funny things he encountered when getting along with magical animals. Professor Trelawney always gave advice in a spirited tone. Professors Flitwick and McGonagall also talked a lot. Dumbledore The calmness and confidence can drive everyone to integrate.

Indra felt like Hogwarts felt like home.

Professor McGonagall also took the initiative to make an exception and let everyone drink a little wine, mainly because Hagrid highly recommended it. He said, "I will drink before I can walk!"

Draco never thought that one day he would eat at the same table as Dumbledore and Hagrid, and be happy and harmonious.

One is the principal whose father is trying hard to remove him, and the other is a mixed-blood giant.

After dinner, Indra and Draco went for a walk by the Black Lake to eat.

At the door of the auditorium, which was decorated for Christmas but was deserted, Dumbledore stopped Snape, and then they went to the principal's office together.

"What's the matter?" Snape said calmly.

Dumbledore opened a jar of sizzling honey candies and handed it to Snape, who tilted his head back.

So he took out one and ate it, "Are you teaching Draco the brain sealing technique?"

The expression on Snape's face remained unchanged, only his dark eyes moved, "Yes, how do you know."

"People who have just learned the brain sealing technique will have some subtle traces at the beginning. They are pale, dazed, and indifferent... But Draco is really a fast learner, isn't he? I can't see it now. .”

"Yes, he has completely mastered it."

"Why do you do this?" Dumbledore asked, with a serious look on his face, "You see in them you and..."

"Don't mention her name!" Snape said solemnly, with a slightly annoyed look in his eyes and his thin lips pursed into a straight line.

Dumbledore would not be frightened by him, and spread his hands, "I must say, Draco did better than you..."

"If you called me here just to..."

"Okay..." Dumbledore smiled and said, "Teach Harry next semester. He needs this more."

Snape frowned, thinking of Arthur Weasley's injury, "You mean..."

"Yes, our suspicion is confirmed. The situation is very dangerous. You can go there in a few days and tell him in person."

Snape was silent for a moment and sarcastically said reluctantly, "I'm afraid he doesn't want to learn from me."

"Severus, you're the only one left." Dumbledore said helplessly, with even a hint of pleading in his tone.

Snape said softly, expressionlessly, "I will."

"I'm very surprised. Indra doesn't look like Lily, does she? She doesn't look like her in any way except her birth, but you admire her very much." Dumbledore willfully threw away Snape's warning not to say the name Lily. To the back of the head.

Please forgive an old man's curiosity.

Of course not, damn Potter didn't look like her in any way except for his eyes, he looked more like his annoying father, James Potter.

Snape thought coldly.

He was too lazy to pay attention to Dumbledore, turned around and walked into the spiral escalator.

Indra is not like Lily, but like himself.

Snape even thought absurdly that if he and Lily had a child, it would probably be like Indra.

A child like Severus Snape.

But this is never possible.

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The resemblance here is not the appearance, but the style and personality, the views on black magic, and the talent in potions.

In short, it’s a perfect match.

Have you noticed that Indra never mentioned his parents? I will make up for that later.

I can’t finish writing! I can’t finish writing it! (Watching the ground with your head in a flash)