Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

Indra: "What are you looking at?"

"Hogsmeade."

The sculptures on the serpentine wall occasionally changed, but Indra never paid attention to it. This was common in the wizarding world, wasn't it?

The relief on the wall today depicts a scene of a professional wizard hunter tracking down an irrational werewolf and fighting it on a full moon night.

Draco suddenly pointed at the hunter's eyes and said, "Here."

The pupils of those eyes were very thin, and he didn't know how he noticed them.

Chucks gave him a rare convinced look and muttered, "Okay."

At least he didn't see it that quickly.

In fact, Chucks wanted to be the Seeker when he joined the Quidditch team, but this position was already occupied by Draco, and he was firmly in the position.

They pretended to admire the relief paintings here, but in fact they only secretly looked at the small area above the hunter's right eye.

A Hogsmeade village the size of a thumb cap was reflected in the hunter's eyes, with only the treetops of a forest floating gently on the edge.

When the hunter passed through the werewolf's armpit during the fight with the werewolf, pierced the small silver knife into it and turned around, Indra saw that the whomping willow was engraved in his left eye, and the tip of his nose looked like The mouth of the Astronomy Tower is like the mouth of a tunnel on a black lake and its reflection.

"It's the forest to the north." Chucks said.

Then they walked to a secluded corner of the lounge, pulled up a few armchairs, sat down, and talked together.

Chucks bent over and covered his mouth with his fingers: "The name of the club is Serpentine Wall. Only students in fourth grade and above can join..."

Senna nodded, "We overheard Derek asking Montague if he would go to the next gathering, and Montague said where..."

Chucks took over and continued, "Then Derek said you didn't take a look at the serpentine wall when you came here. Next Saturday in the woods next to Hogsmeade..."

They asked Derek and Montague. Since they were both juniors in the same college and played Quidditch together, there was nothing to hide.

So Montaigne and Derek told them directly that only fourth grade students could apply to join the membership because it was a bit dangerous and lower grade students were not yet eligible.

Ask them to wait patiently and they can join next semester and serve as their guarantor for membership.

After finishing speaking, the four people looked at each other.

Chucks asked hopefully, "Do you want to go and see it?"

He couldn't wait for this semester to be over and the long summer vacation to come.

"What if we are discovered?" Senna was a little worried.

Draco looked at Indra and said calmly, "They won't do anything to you, and Derek and Montague are here too."

Indra leaned lazily on the back of the armchair.

"Why don't we create a dueling club ourselves."

what?

The three people looked at her in surprise.

Senna: "Create a club?"

Draco raised his hand lazily: "I'll join."

Indra sat down, thought for a while and said, "We usually duel with each other, don't we? It's just that we lack a club name, a meeting place, and some treaties. And of course, black magic, it seems that you are not opposed to it. Bar?"

She looked at Senna and Chax.

Chucks: "You seem to be the one who rejects dark magic, okay?"

Indra sneered: "Really?"

Saina: "Okay, okay, I agree, then we are the founders."

"Let me think about it tonight and write a plan first."

Indra had no intention of asking others to intervene and collect everyone's thoughts.

After turning out the lights at night, Indra and Draco sneaked out for a walk again.

They held hands and walked slowly along the castle outside on the grass, under the moonlight and in the cold wind.

"How about calling me Emerald?" Indra's voice was as soft as silk.

"Huh?" Draco turned to look at her, with a slight curvature at the corner of his mouth, "What's the name of the club?"

"Because I gave you an emerald necklace?" he asked proudly.

Indra laughed angrily and rolled his eyes at him gently. Although this was partly the reason, why was he so narcissistic?

"Are you satisfied?" She said in a long voice.

Draco stretched out his arms to hug her, rubbed her cheek with the tip of his nose and cheek, "Hmm...", and then kissed her lips smoothly.

Before going to Hogsmeade next weekend, Indra's Emerald Duel Club was officially established, and not only Draco, but also Senna and Chucks signed their names on it.

The Emerald Duel Club holds a unified duel gathering every week to conduct extensive discussions on magic spells. You can choose whether to attend or not.

Members may not disclose any information about the Club to non-members of the Club and do so at their own risk.

Anyone wishing to join the club needs to provide a Dark Arts spell (not Killing Curse or Torment type Dark Arts), or any spell not in the textbooks.

The Association prohibits the public expression of any discussion of blood discrimination. Violators shall bear the consequences at their own risk.

The study of black magic in this club is for academic purposes only. No club member is allowed to use black magic to maliciously attack others. Violators shall bear the consequences at their own risk.

In this club, you will be exposed to a variety of magical spells with different functions and experience the wonder and power of magic.

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Chucks says most of these are overlord clauses, who else would join besides them? A series of consequences at your own risk will scare anyone away.

When they went to Hogsmeade on the weekend, the four of them dispersed in twos. Senna and Chucks were still very interested in the Serpentine Wall gathering and sneaked towards the woods on the back.

Indra and Draco did not intend to join in the fun. They went to the Three Broomsticks pub to drink butterbeer as usual, and then walked among the forest houses in the south of the village.

Indra chose the house elves' kitchen as the first meeting place. It was a large and secluded place, and generally no one would come.

So Indra quietly went to another underground corridor below the foyer and scratched the big pear.

The house elves watched happily as Indra walked in and enthusiastically brought tables, chairs, food and juice.

"Miss Indra came to see us again." Xiaojian said excitedly, squeezing over quickly.

Indra smiled at it and explained his purpose.

As she expected, the elves were happy to provide enthusiastic audiences and scoring services for their duels, and were even willing to use them as targets for practice.

Making such a request might be squeezing them in disguise, Indra thought, but they would also have fun.

If we don't have more contact with house elves and understand their abilities, how can we have a new understanding and positioning of them?

So, after a hurried dinner in the Great Hall this Friday, Indra, Draco, Senna, and Chucks came to this corridor.