Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

The selection of the top three warriors at the Halloween dinner ended, and the students naturally resumed classes after receiving their vacation.

Students from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons were also organized into various houses of Hogwarts and their corresponding grades. They studied together with everyone, and only returned to their own ships or carriages during breaks.

On Monday morning, Indra was eating breakfast in the Great Hall, talking to Erwin of Durmstrang, slathering her brown bread with butter sauce.

The two discuss the differences in their respective school curricula, as well as some sensitive topics involving the dark arts.

A large group of owls flew into the auditorium noisily, carrying their own packages and letters.

Draco's owl Arthas landed on his shoulder, and the family sent him another large package.

A small owl dropped a roll of newspapers in Indra's arms. This was the owl of the newspaper office, which was dedicated to delivering newspapers to people who ordered the Daily Prophet.

Indra opened the newspaper, and the cover of the first page actually had a close-up of Harry Potter, occupying almost the entire page.

Several bold capital letters of the Triwizard Tournament were twisted and squeezed into the side seams.

A silver plate with a beautiful thick cake was placed on top of Indra's Daily Prophet, covering Harry's magical photo.

The cake looks like cream mousse with mango flavor.

Indra picked it up and put it on her right side, saying thank you to Draco.

She picked up a fork, scooped out a piece of cake, put it in her mouth, and browsed through the articles about the Triwizard Tournament.

It was almost entirely filled with personal reports about Harry, and it seemed that they were all made up to attract attention. The tone and style of the self-reports reminded Indra of a person, Lockhart.

Other warriors such as Krum and Fleur (Indra heard this name several times from some boys, so I remembered it) were only mentioned at the end of the article. As for Cedric, he was not mentioned at all.

"This report of the Triwizard Tournament didn't even mention the warriors of Hogwarts..."

Indra muttered dissatisfiedly and found the reporter's name Ritaski and a two-inch magic black and white photo of her in the lower right corner at the end of the report.

A middle-aged woman with curly hair, wearing beaded glasses, and exquisitely dressed. She had one hand across her not-so-slender waist, resting on the elbow of the other hand. She raised her hand and held it between her fingers. With a long quill, he looked at the camera with a calculating and overly enthusiastic smile.

"With such a big face, isn't this from your school?"

Erwin turned the newspaper to the cover of the first page and pointed at Harry loudly.

She wasn't too happy, either, because Durmstrang's warriors were just a sideshow in this story.

Indra patted his forehead. Oops, he forgot about it.

Because she subconsciously thought that there were only three warriors in the Triwizard Tournament, and Harry's report was so false, she automatically ignored it.

She glanced back at the Gryffindor table. It was fine, nothing unusual.

"This is a false report and does not count."

Draco finished handling his package at this time, turned his head to look at the Daily Prophet in her hand, and glanced at it casually.

"Harry met his first love at school...Miss Granger was stunningly beautiful. She was born into a Muggle family and was one of the top students in the school. Harry and she fell in love at first sight and were inseparable..."

Blaise, who was diagonally across the corner, suddenly read out a report in a humorous tone, causing a burst of laughter from the surrounding people.

Indra frowned, and just when she raised her head to look at Blais, a deep voice suddenly rang out, not far from the left side of her row.

"I don't think you should do that."

Krum seldom spoke and always sat on the side in gloomy silence, so it took some time for everyone to figure out who was speaking.

Blaise was stunned for a moment, his face showing the embarrassment of being rebutted, suppressed anger, and of course surprise.

Is there something wrong with all the people in Durmstrang? One or two of them have a crush on mudbloods.

Forget about Indra, she is indeed good-looking, but Granger? ha!

He thought it would be better to only admit students from pure-blood schools, at least not like that fool Malfoy, who was really obsessed with a girl from a Muggle family.

If the protagonists in this report were replaced by Draco Malfoy and Indra, its credibility would be higher.

Blaise said in a cold and mocking voice, "She doesn't know that you defend her so much."

In the morning's Charms class, Professor Flitwick spent two whole classes teaching everyone the Summoning Charm. The objects used for practice in the classroom either did not respond or flew around randomly.

Gore used too much force and an ink bottle hit his head with a dull thud. He looked like he was going to faint on the spot.

Indra was inspired by the fact that the summoning spell could also be used as an attack spell.

This is despite the fact that all spells can harm others.

Draco summoned a thick book and used a levitation spell to move it in front of Indra. He turned the pages of the book and the cold wind hit her face.

Indra immediately pointed her wand at the quill in his hand, turned it into a small kappa, and then bit his hand.

"Hiss..." Draco was frightened, and his magic power was interrupted. When the thick book fell, Indra stretched out his hands to catch it with a smile.

"It doesn't hurt at all, it's just fake."

Draco forcefully pulled the kappa that the quill had turned into from his palm, imitating Professor McGonagall's tone and said

"You didn't show your teeth, Miss Indra, points will be deducted."

Indra chuckled, "Sorry, I will do it next time."

Although the Quidditch Cup this school year has been canceled due to the Triwizard Tournament, Quidditch training for each house is indispensable. After all, Hogwarts only needs two people to participate.

Of course, everyone wants to invite Quidditch superstar Krum to join them. Even watching his unparalleled skills up close is enough to make them fall off their broomsticks with excitement.

However, no one has this blind confidence and courage.

In the afternoon, Indra couldn't resist Draco's insistence that she go to the Quidditch field to train with him, so she had no choice but to bring her books and go with him.

The golf course is very wide, the breeze is gentle, the sun is setting over the dark Forbidden Forest in the distance, and the remaining clouds are rolling in blood.

It's good weather for training.

Walking along the green field, the Indra team thought of the huge and magnificent rugby field in the Quidditch World Cup, and then looked at Hogwarts.

I feel very shabby.

"What's that look in your face?" Draco asked strangely.

She was giving off an I-pity-you look.

"I feel sorry for you. This stadium is really shabby." Indra held his arm and said honestly. She suddenly wanted to build a stadium like the World Cup for Draco.