Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

"But I have no interest in joining other people's rallies."

Indra said with a slight regret, her chin was clearly chinted and her eyes were looking away, but she looked a little arrogant. She put the badge back into the iron box.

Hermione became anxious, annoyed and a little disappointed at the same time, and said excitedly, "I thought you would understand me better than anyone else! House elves are not slaves! But they have been enslaved for centuries! This is unfair and unfair The right thing! I thought you would support me!"

Hermione believed that she and Indra were both from the Muggle world, received the same education, and would receive support and understanding from each other.

But she thought wrong.

"I am now enslaved by you...save me first..." Indra said lifelessly.

Hermione is not particularly difficult to deal with, and she is also a bit bossy. As long as it is something she believes in, it will be difficult for her to give up.

But no matter how much Hermione begged and persuaded, Indra remained unmoved. She was also very stubborn and no one else could influence her thoughts.

Hogwarts Castle was busy because of the impending arrival of foreign delegations from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons.

In just one week, this magnificent castle needed to be thoroughly cleaned and repaired.

Other staff members also seemed nervous, but were more demanding on the students so as not to embarrass them in front of teachers and students from other schools.

At night, Indra and Draco came to the lawn outside the castle. The moonlight poured down generously here, and everything was shrouded in a light silver haze.

Draco held out his hand to Indra, "Come."

He wanted to teach Indra to dance.

Indra put her hand on Draco's palm and he took it immediately.

"Put this hand here, hold my back shoulder." Draco grabbed Indra's other hand and put it on his arm, then placed his palm on her lower back.

Looking at the gray-blue eyes so close, Indra felt that they were more beautiful and brighter than the moon in the sky.

They danced slowly and stumblingly on the lawn of Hogwarts Castle under the moonlight, occasionally letting out a little joyful laughter.

At first, Indra couldn't figure out when to move forward, when to retreat, and when to rotate. She couldn't even grasp the distance between steps, and stepped on Draco's foot several times.

He was not annoyed, but instead smiled and patiently and gently guided Indra to familiarize himself with the movements.

There were faint sounds of laughter in the breeze, and their bright eyes with reddish cheeks in the moonlight.

But the two of them started to run away from each other while they were dancing, just having fun and sticking together.

The distance required for dancing seems to be far enough for the two of them.

On the morning of October 30th, the auditorium was decorated with new decorations overnight.

Large silk banners representing the four houses of Slytherin, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff hang on the wall.

Indra admired the silver python Slytherin flag with a green background and felt very satisfied.

The banner with the Hogwarts crest is naturally the largest, hanging on the wall behind the head teacher's desk.

The last period of the afternoon was Potions class, and Professor Snape did not show any mercy to everyone just because delegations from other schools were coming or get out of class had to end half an hour early.

"You have finished learning how to make the antidote this semester. Don't forget what I said. I hope the antidote you made will work for you."

There was a sigh in the classroom.

Professor Snape stood on the podium and said, "Next semester, we will learn about blood replenishing agents and explosive fluids. Turn the textbook to page 457..."

Draco didn't pay attention to the lecture. He secretly wrote and drew something on a piece of white paper on the pad of his notebook, and then folded it up.

A piece of paper slowly turned into a light paper crane in his hand.

He blew on the paper crane and let it fly from his palm.

Indra was looking at the steps for making explosive liquid in the book when something flew past his eyes.

She raised her head and found a paper crane hovering in front of her with two wings. Indra turned her head and looked at Draco. He was looking at her with his head bent and a smile on his lips.

Professor Snape was pressing the backs of Ron and Harry's heads with his hands and had no time to care.

Indra stretched out her hand, and the paper crane fell into her hand.

"Take it apart and take a look." Draco looked at her holding the paper crane and playing with it, so he raised his chin and said.

Indra slowly opened the paper crane and found a somewhat sloppy simple animation inside.

The little boy with short hair is making preparations for an invitation to dance.

Indra's eyebrows immediately arched, and dimples appeared on both cheeks.

Her shoulders trembled as she laughed, then she glanced at Draco tenderly, and handed him the folded paper, "Fold it back."

Although she could just use the restoration spell.

"You don't know how?!" Draco whispered, turning sideways and placing his hands between the two of them under the table, showing Indra how to fold it.

His hands with slender finger bones skillfully and carefully folded the paper crane back into its original shape.

Indra looked at it with relaxed eyes and a gentle smile on his face.

Suddenly, a wand hit their shoulders one after another. When they looked up, they saw the gloomy and expressionless face of Professor Snape.

Indra and Draco quickly sat down and immersed themselves in reading, picked up their quills and began to write papers on preparations for the production of blood replenishing potions and explosive fluids.

They became the two most attentive people in the entire classroom.

After a while, Draco folded the paper crane in the belly of the table and quietly stuffed it into Indra's desk.

After the end of get out of class bell rang half an hour early, all students had to go back to their common room to put down their schoolbags and textbooks, and then went to the foyer to greet the incoming delegations from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons.

Indra put on a black wool cloak in the dormitory, smoothed her long hair, and prepared to go downstairs.

She looked at Senna who was drawing her eyebrows and asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"

"I will take on the role of Slytherin." Senna said slowly and forcefully while applying a light champagne blush on her cheeks.

"Maintaining elegance and perfection at all times... is one of the essential elements for becoming the future Director of the International Cooperation Department of the Ministry of Magic..."

Indra was sure that she did not have this rule of life when she was in the first, second or third grade.

So she had to sit down, take a piece of white paper and start drawing on it.

But after studying for a long time, she still didn't know how to make a small fire dragon. Even if she wanted to use magic, she couldn't do it.

By the time they came downstairs, another ten minutes had passed, but it didn't matter, the Slytherin common room was very close to the entrance hall.

It takes Gryffindor and Ravenclaw students ten minutes to go back and forth from the underground classroom to their own lounge.

The dean of each college maintained order in the foyer and asked everyone to line up.

Without Professor Snape saying anything, everyone lined up in a tight little square from shortest to tallest.

Immediately afterwards, everyone walked down the magnificent and luxurious marble steps and arrived outside the castle.

The afterglow of the sun is about to dissipate, and the residual warmth is gradually disappearing. When the twilight is approaching, the silver-white crystal-like crescent moon becomes brighter, but the temperature seems lower and colder.

Stars began to twinkle in the night sky, but the surroundings were quiet and there was no movement at all.

Indra, Dracosena, and Chax stood in the sixth row because the four of them were all about the same height.

Someone was discussing what mode of transportation the people from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang use to get to Hogwarts.

After waiting for a long time, Chucks muttered, "It's not like he's trying to intimidate us."

At this time, Dumbledore's voice sounded from behind.

"If I'm not mistaken, the first person to arrive is the Beauxbatons representative!"

In the sky above the Forbidden Forest, a huge black shadow with a vague outline flew quickly towards the castle. Its appearance gradually became clear in the light from the brightly lit castle.

It was a pink-blue carriage as big as a house, at least bigger and more luxurious than Hagrid's humble hut.

The house was drawn by twelve silver-maned horses with wings, and landed with a loud crash like thunder.

The phalanx of Hogwarts students was alarmed by these stupid and reckless horses, and the people in the first few rows hurriedly retreated to avoid them.