Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

"kiss—me"

Indra felt light and airy, as if she had escaped the shackles of her body and was drifting aimlessly and carefree with the clouds and breeze in the sky.

Then Draco's familiar voice seemed to sound from beside her, like the tender whisper of a lover.

kiss me

OK, she thought.

Draco watched Indra slowly walk towards him, and then leaned into his arms. His light-colored eyes shone slightly in the darkness. He couldn't help but stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around her, and lowered his head slightly, so that Indra could hold her. Her warm, soft lips pressed against his.

It seemed as if he was also bewitched.

He held her tightly in his arms and clasped her head covered with black hair with one hand.

After a while.

"You cheated!" Indra finally escaped from the influence of the Imperius Curse, quickly pushed Draco away and gritted her teeth in a low voice.

But who knows when she woke up?

Indra's cheeks were so red that it was almost visible in the dim candlelight.

Draco tilted his head guiltily, licked his lips, and then his eyes lit up again, savoring some of the meaning in this sentence.

He looked deeply at Indra and raised an eyebrow.

"Why is it cheating to let you kiss me?"

Indra was speechless in anger and embarrassment, unwilling to give reasons.

The Imperius Curse is used to force wizards to do things they would not do when they are awake.

But kissing Draco did just the opposite for Indra.

The first Imperius Curse resistance training ended in complete failure.

"You are not allowed to make similar requests again!"

Draco said evilly, "If this request is too hard for you to resist, you must learn how to get rid of its influence, right? Indra?"

Indra instantly felt that she might as well just go to Professor Moody's next class!

But to Draco's disappointment, when he cast the Imperius Curse for the fourth time to ask Indra to come over and kiss him, she woke up halfway.

Fighting against the Imperius Curse is a kind of will training and physical work, and kissing is also a kind of physical work.

So Indra was hungry.

She said to Draco in an awkward tone, "I'm hungry."

Draco held both her hand and the withered hand in his palm, and said lightly, "Then go to the kitchen."

They scratched open the big green pears and unscrewed the door handle. As soon as they entered the kitchen, many elves came running over to say hello, especially Little Jian, who simply rushed over from nowhere.

"Miss Indra! Long time no see!"

"Long time no see, Xiaojian..." As soon as Indra came in, she heard a heartbreaking cry like a broken bellows, and she said in surprise.

"Who's crying?"

Indra looked around and found two elves kneeling and standing next to the brick oven room. The kneeling one was facing the door sideways, and the cry was coming from her, while the standing one looked scared and shivering. Look in this direction.

"Give us something to eat first." Draco said, then glanced at the two elves over there who were behaving strangely, "Are these new here?"

It's not that Master Malfoy wants to memorize the more than a hundred house elves here so clearly, but his eyes are so good that he can see the subtle differences in the appearance of each elf.

The elf standing in front of the fireplace was Dobby. It recognized at a glance that this was Master Malfoy, its former owner, so it looked horrified.

You know, he didn't have a good life at Malfoy Manor, Lucius always treated them badly.

But Dobby suddenly remembered that Master Malfoy did not recognize him.

This was natural, before last term Draco had never been interested in going to the cellar of his manor to see the elves.

"Master Malfoy..." Dobby tiptoed over and said hello to his former little master, who still couldn't completely get rid of some of the marks on the house elf.

Draco glanced at it in confusion, then thought of something and raised his eyebrows, "Are you... Dobby?"

"Yes...Master Malfoy." Dobby shook and lowered his head deeply.

Indra looked at Dobby and then at Draco, "Know?"

Draco said calmly, "The former house elf."

The Malfoys kicked the poor elf out? Indra guessed with surprise in her heart.

How could she have imagined that Dobby had betrayed the evil Malfoy and turned to the light savior Potter.

There was neither disgust nor anger in Draco's heart, only an emotion similar to forgiveness and relief, but he was not aware of it.

He just wanted to sit down and eat with Indra now, and had no time to pay attention to other things.

Blueberry toast pieces, a large bowl of yogurt, strawberry croissant and tender and juicy grilled sausage were brought over.

Indra used a shiny silver fork to scoop up a moist piece of toast and put it into the yogurt bowl, then stirred it with a ceramic spoon and took a big bite.

"Why is that elf over there crying?"

It was a female elf wearing a skirt and bolero, and even a matching hat.

"Its name is Twinkle, and he was kicked out by his owner. Miss Indra, did you see that suit of clothes? That's why it doesn't cherish its clothes..."

There was deep sympathy in Xiaojian's tone.

"Ah..." Indra also showed a little sympathy on his face, which was indeed a huge blow to the house elf with a slave mentality.

Indra and Draco ate something in the kitchen before going back to the lake lounge.

The next day, they asked Senna and Chucks if they wanted to do the Imperius Curse anti-interference training, and received an affirmative answer without hesitation.

At the same time, more students took the initiative to join the group, because they did not secretly find another underground classroom, but directly conducted it in a secluded corner of the Slytherin lounge.

Draco used the Imperius Curse to make Chucks place his head under the serpentine statue with a silent waterfall in front of the corridor leading to the second floor.

He walked over crookedly and was suddenly awakened by the water.

In next week's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, apart from Indra and Draco, who had no reaction to Moody's Imperius Curse, Theodore was the only one to do so.

He is usually a loner, but he seems to be very talented when it comes to training resistance to the Imperius Curse.

At the same time, many people reacted negatively to Moody's Imperius Curse, fighting hard and unwilling to carry out his orders.

"It seems that you have all worked hard..."

Before get out of class ended, Professor Moody said as he took out the silver flask in his chest pocket and took a sip.

There is no teacher at Hogwarts who drinks in class.

"Not bad, keep up the good work, twenty points for Slytherin."

Everyone was a little surprised and confused. Doesn't Professor Moody hate Slytherin?

With this question in mind, the bell rang, and Moody took the lead and limped out on crutches.

In an underground classroom on Friday, Professor Snape was instructing everyone to make a universal antidote.

The theoretical knowledge has been learned, now it is practical class. Today, Hufflepuff is taking Potions class with Slytherin.

Most of the people's cauldrons were filled with steam of different colors, bubbling with terrible boils.

"How many times do I have to tell you, don't put the mandrake directly in, the bezoar particles need to be added in small amounts in three batches! Don't use your dirty wand to stir the potion, it will affect its effectiveness! I want to know what you guys are doing Are you making poison or antidote? If it is an antidote, it should be colorless and odorless..."

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Professor Snape: What do you want to do to my students? !

"Professor Moody": Let them inherit their father's legacy and learn more about black magic. Lend me some medicinal materials first.