Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

"The taste will be a little more special."

Indra and Draco ate a gummy candy in a teahouse, and their mouths and tongues were numb.

Because they accidentally bit into the fudge before it turned into cherry flavor.

Then there was a little explosion of gummy candy.

Indra covered her mouth and complained with tears in her eyes, "It's all your fault..."

Draco broke the jellybean lightly.

The two of them stayed quiet for at least half a day, and when they ate in the auditorium that night, they couldn't taste the chicken soup.

They looked at each other and laughed uncontrollably.

When they left, they took a few more boxes of explosive gummies with them. The two of them had already stayed away from them and just wanted to take them back to do some bad things.

There were some soft and cute candies with bright colors on the table in the Slytherin common room, but everyone who ate them immediately had their facial features contorted and their eyes closed tightly, as if they were about to faint.

Indra accidentally discovered that the mistletoe ring also contained secrets on the day when the second event of the Triwizard Tournament began.

The Black Lake has just completely thawed, and is still braving the white chill.

The students entered one after another and sat on the benches on the steps that formed a half circle around the lake shore, waiting for the brave warriors, who were naked and wearing only underpants or jumpsuits and shivering from the cold, to jump into the water.

After several warriors jumped into the biting lake with large areas of skin exposed, Dumbledore waved his wand, and the dark lake surface became extremely transparent, and the warriors below the lake bottom could be seen.

Although Slytherin's rest room is built at the bottom of the lake, the only creatures that can usually be seen through the crystal glass are some swimming fish, or the occasional tentacles of the docile giant squid.

The mermaid's territory is far away from the rest room at the bottom of the lake, and Grindylow can't be seen.

Indra and Draco sat next to each other, with no space between their shoulders or arms.

She habitually rubbed the silver ring on the ring finger of her left hand. Because the weather was too cold, she clenched her left hand into a fist and put it against her lips, breathing in hot air.

Suddenly, she heard a hazy and gentle music, which seemed far and near, very clear, and the tune was ancient and quiet.

Indra's eyes moved back and forth while looking at the other side of the lake, but he did not see anyone playing music.

Moreover, this kind of soft and peaceful music, which seems to be caressing in the heart, does not seem to match this project.

At this time, Draco's eyes also moved. He pulled Indra's hand down and held it in his palm, rubbing it gently, "The music sounds good."

The tune stopped, almost as he took Indra's hand.

Indra said, "You heard it too, but where did it come from?"

The surrounding students were all engrossed in watching the wonderful underwater competition of the warriors, their fists were clenched and their whole bodies were shaking, and they did not pay attention to the discussion between Dao Indra and Draco.

It was as if he didn't hear any unusual sounds.

Indra took her left hand out of Draco's palm, and then tentatively put her lips against the silver ring and blew it gently. It was not difficult to find that she was breathing hot air into her cold hand when the sound just appeared.

The ethereal and clear music sounded in her ears again.

She looked at Draco with wide eyes, and he also showed a surprised expression, obviously understanding what was going on.

This mistletoe ring seems to be more than a simple love ornament.

This time, both of them felt that the music was not ringing in their ears, but softly existing and reverberating in their minds.

"What is this..." Indra leaned towards Draco and whispered.

Draco tried it too, pressing his lips to the ring.

A similar but different piece of music appeared in their minds, like the harmony of a piece of music.

And no one else heard it.

The competition is still going on enthusiastically, and you can see that the hibiscus under the transparent water is struggling hard as a large group of Grindylows block the road.

Indra and Draco intertwined their hands and made up their minds to go to the library to look for relevant documents later and continue watching the game.

After watching the game, Indra and Draco immediately went to the library and used the summoning spell to get all the books on mistletoe and magical plants.

They were piled thickly in a row on the long table next to the bookshelf.

The two of them sat next to the stack of books and read through them one by one.

"The Origin of the Mistletoe Tradition"

"One Hundred Magical Plants You Must Know"

"The Secret of Mistletoe"

……

"Encyclopedia of Angiosperms"

"The Magical Symbol of Love"

"Strange Plants"

……

Finally, in a book called "Be Kind to Plants," Draco found a legend about kissing under the mistletoe.

Exchange kisses for the rest of your life under the mistletoe, and you will be rewarded with the sound of longing.

"The sound of longing..." He lowered his eyes and read this short text repeatedly, then raised his head and said to Indra with a smile, "When the music sounds from now on, it will be me missing you."

Indra was immersed in reading the literature until she felt dizzy, dizzy, and had a sore neck. She looked at Draco blankly, not noticing that he had found the secret of the ring's music, but she blushed first.

She thought he was talking about some love words.

Draco suddenly came over, tilted his head and kissed her lips.

There is no burning passion that goes to the head, only wet tenderness and love.

After a while, their lips and teeth parted.

Draco moved the book and looked at it with Indra, pointing to the passage, "Exchanging kisses for the rest of your life under the mistletoe will get the sound of longing."

Indra's expression remained unchanged, and she felt briefly guilty because she had been tempted by Draco's words.

She took Draco's hand and looked at the silver snake rings on their hands with identical outline details and slightly different sizes.

"The sounds made by our rings are different. Together they are a complete sound of longing."

"The music is complete when two people miss each other."

The two agreed that when they were in the dormitory at night, Indra would blow the mistletoe ring first, and Draco would only respond to her after hearing it.

Draco closed the book and prepared to borrow it back to read.

The Slytherin dormitory was dark and quiet at night, with only some dark green light from the lake penetrating the crystal glass and spreading on the floor and carpet.

The curtains on the four-poster bed were gently surrounded, and the person sleeping inside could be vaguely seen through some gaps.

Indra did not fall asleep. She was lying on her side, her half-closed eyes glowing slightly in the darkness.

Is Draco a little disappointed that he hasn't blown the mistletoe ring for a long time, or has he fallen asleep waiting for it?

No, he definitely won't fall asleep.

Maybe he would rather wait until dawn than believe that the sound of longing was so useless that he could not reach the other party's dormitory.

Thinking of this, she smiled a little.

Indra was just waiting, and of course she had to wait until she missed him to sound the sound of longing.

Senna seemed to be fast asleep in the next bed.

In the dead of night, the lake is quiet, and in the slow flow of time, Indra imagines what Draco is doing in the dormitory now?

Are you already lying on the bed like her, waiting for news from her?

Indra lay on the warm bed, put the silver ring on her lips, and blew the sound of missing her gently.

Almost immediately she heard an echo, another kind of music sounded, firm, gentle and ethereal.

In this silent night, the longing voice of mistletoe plays a solo for them.