Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

Senna was reading Lockhart's other book about catching women. When Indra opened the door, she had already sat upright on the bed and covered the book with the quilt. Unexpectedly, what Indra blurted out was this.

To be honest, she was a little surprised. This surprise came from the fact that Indra would accept Malfoy's apology? And Malfoy actually apologized to Indra?

But it was not shocking at all. After all, they had been inseparable before. Except for sleeping, Malfoy and Indra spent as much time together as her roommate.

There are as many pure-blood ardent supporters of Slytherin as there are those who hold the opposite view, in other words just as few.

Most of them are centrist, indifferent, disdainful, and stay out of the matter. Although they don't like Muggle wizards, they don't join in with the fanatical supporters.

Senna is unfortunately one of the few people who maintains a friendly attitude toward Muggle wizards, and dislikes Tiffany Greengrass and Pansy Parkinson. Chucks is the same as her, Theodore and Anne are centrists, and Malfoy, who is also from an ancient pure-blood family and upholds the principle of purity, should have been more 'like-minded' with Tiffany Pansybrais, but Indra La actually made Malfoy automatically come to the other end of the scale.

So the next day, many people discovered that Malfoy and Indra had reconciled again and were talking while having breakfast in the auditorium, although they still looked awkward.

Indra saw Hermione on the Gryffindor table opposite her winking at her desperately. So she took a leisurely sip of corn juice and stood up, and the two of them went to the women's bathroom outside the auditorium to talk.

"You and Malfoy have reconciled!?" Hermione seemed very angry. She didn't understand how such a bad villain like Malfoy could play with Indra, but she could also realize that Malfoy It was different for Indra and the three of them. Malfoy could even listen to Indra and not tell Hagrid about raising a Charmander.

"Yeah," Indra admitted frankly, and then put her arm around Hermione's shoulders, "If he says that again in the future, you'll beat him. You know so many spells. But I promise he won't do this again."

Hermione had a small face. She had always been strong. She didn't want to lose Indra because of Malfoy, so she had to compromise. This was her almost only female friend in Hogwarts, and she was as smart as her.

She took out an old yellow piece of paper and handed it to Indra reluctantly, "Is this the fake map you made?"

Indra looked surprised. She recognized it at a glance and looked at it carefully before putting it in her pocket. "Why are you here?"

"Harry found it from his robes. Malfoy deliberately bumped Justin on the day he was petrified." Hermione's smart little mind was racing, and then she came to a conclusion that she didn't want to believe. "He thought it was true." He wanted Harry to discover the secret room. I didn’t want to tell you at first, because he punched Ron and scolded me. But now that you have reconciled, it doesn’t matter whether you tell him or not.”

Indra was stunned for a moment and said nothing more.

"What happened yesterday?" Hermione asked again

"Professor Snape asked me to write a 10,000-word self-reflection. I won't be allowed to leave until I finish writing and read it to him." This was the first time Indra had answered someone like this.

"What spell did you use?" But Hermione seemed more interested in this, her eyes shining.

Indra reluctantly said "Expulso", but in fact her eyes also lit up, and the corner of her mouth curved into a proud and contemptuous smile.

It's fast approaching Christmas, and the semester will be over with the last Potions exam tomorrow. Indra originally didn't want to go home, because wizards in the Muggle world cannot use magic under the age of 17, so she can't practice spells, and books borrowed from the library cannot be taken away from the castle, which will delay her a lot of time. But Indra still wanted to go back, not because of the legendary secret room, but because she wanted to go back to accompany her grandma.

Because Draco's home was suddenly targeted by the Ministry of Magic, people came to check it every three days, so his mother Narcissa asked him to stay in school temporarily. But Goyle and Crabbe refused to stay with him.

"What?!" Draco Malfoy raised his voice and looked at these two stupid guys angrily. How dare they go back on their word?

Goyle and Crabbe looked at each other, flinching as they pushed each other. Finally, Goyle said slowly: "You stay with Muggle wizards, and we have to tell your father..."

Astonishment appeared on his pale face, and Young Master Malfoy's gray-blue eyes widened. He had never heard anyone speak to him like this before, and for a moment he felt that he was a little confused, or that there was something wrong with his ears.

Goyle and Crabbe's fathers had to listen to Lucius's instructions, and their sons always followed Draco, both as playmates and as two little followers.

"You..." Draco's usually pale cheeks turned slightly red. He angrily pulled out his wand from his wizard robe and pointed it at the two of them. His eyes were colder than when he looked at Harry Potter at the Fighting Club last time. and sharp.

Goyle and Crabbe obviously did not expect the situation at this moment. They had never seen Malfoy look like this before, so they took a step back in fear and did not even dare to take out their wands.

Draco tilted his head, feeling a little uncomfortable. He really didn't know where these two people would be sorted if they didn't have a pure-blood Sorting Hat! He put down his wand and strode towards the two of them. He pursed his lips and looked up at them with cold and angry eyes. Although he was not as tall as them, it did not affect his intimidating aura at all.

"If you dare to say even a word, I will drill a hole in the black lake and stuff you two down."

The Black Lake is now covered with a thick layer of ice.

Goyle and Crabbe stayed there in panic and confusion. In fact, they may not have the courage to complain, let alone go to Lucius in person. They just wanted to scare Malfoy a little. It would be better if their identities could be reversed. Oh, who made him always hang out with that Muggle wizard.

Malfoy is a pure-blood traitor.

It's just that Malfoy's reaction was not at all what their little minds, which were stuffed with cakes and snacks, expected.

So Goyle and Crabbe compromised and nodded quickly. Draco then calmed down a little, patted their shoulders and said half threatening, half tempting, "Telling me dad will do you no good, he will only make you angry, and Indra has a lot of delicious food, do you understand?"

After finally solving this unfortunate incident, Draco ran to the library for the first time, picked out a book and walked to a deserted corner. He felt that he needed to be quiet.