hello mr draco

Harry returned to the common room, chatted with everyone for a while, and planned to go back to the dormitory.

He and Ron climbed upstairs in one breath, to the door of their former dormitory, which now had a sign saying second grade.They walked into the familiar circular room and saw the two roommates again.

Seamus Finnigan was sitting on the bed cleaning his clothes, and a large pile of books was scattered on the bed.He belongs to the lower bunk.His upper bunk, Neville Longbottom, probably because he was quite tired from driving, had already closed the curtains and was fast asleep.

Harry and Ron had just packed their luggage when the door of the dormitory opened.Several other Gryffindor students rushed in.It was Dean Thomas and Lee Jordan who burst in with gusto.

"Guess what I found out?!" Lee Jordan opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and made an exaggerated gesture towards the people in the dormitory.The open wizard robe was behind him, like a bat's wings.

"Yeah, yeah! Guess what we all heard!" Dean Thomas also echoed.

When the two of them sang together, it was like singing a double reed.

Harry had just gotten himself under the covers, and now he didn't want to get out of bed, so he stuck his head out and leaned against the edge of the bed, staring at the guy below with curious eyes.

Ron was the same, except he was sitting on the bed with one foot on the edge of the bed and his lower leg was dangling.And his owl was also on the bed, it seemed that he was teasing his owl just now.

Ron: "Go ahead."

Dean Thomas coughed and announced the most exciting news this year.

"I heard that the one in Slytherin, the former dean, will serve as the assistant teacher of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class!"

Ron and Harry, who had pretended to be listening attentively, fell asleep.Harry even rolled over and threw the quilt straight over his head, and after a while, freed up a hand, and drew the curtains beside the bed.

Lee Joan and Dean Thomas, who were brutally rejected, had no choice but to leave the dormitory in a self-defeating manner.I plan to go to the next dormitory to announce the breaking news.

When Seamus Finnigan, who had been silent the whole time, came back to his senses, the chattering dormitory had become much quieter.His brain circuit is a bit slow, so that when he is busy with something, he rarely cares about the surrounding environment.By the time he regained his composure, many things had already ended.

Early the next morning.

At the dining table in the auditorium, Harry was still the same as last year, spying on the Slytherin side, looking at Dudley who was talking with Draco from time to time.

This morning, the ceiling of the auditorium is already cloudy.There is no such bright decoration as yesterday.Bowls of porridge, plates of pickled herring, hills of bread and plates of chicken and salted eggs lay on the long tables of the four colleges.

It's just that they were surprised to find that there was an extra pancake in the recipe, which they had never seen before.Harry picked up one and took a bite, his eyes widening instantly.This taste also has the meat and vegetables sandwiched in the cake, which is exactly the same as the prunes buckle meat pie that Cousin Dudley made for him at home.He brushed another layer of tomato sauce on top of the cake, mixed it with chicken pieces and shredded carrots, and ate it.

On the Slytherin side, Dracola watched as Dudley wrapped the prunes patty for him, and took a bite.The smell was weird, and the brows he raised showed the words in his heart.

It tasted weird, but he still finished a piece of pie.Then Draco took a sip of the milk and asked Dudley beside him very curiously.

"This is the prunes patty you recommended to the elves in Hogwarts? Although the taste is weird, I really like the food inside."

"Your eating habits!" Dudley said in shock.But he saw that Draco didn't reject it, so he wasn't surprised.

Because it is opposite Slytherin, Gryffindor students quickly adapted to the picture of prunes buckle patties wrapped in various dishes and eaten.Oily but not greasy, crispy and sweet, this is the evaluation of the students.

Dudley also happily ate his own breakfast. Although it was impossible to get some delicious rice in Hogwarts, fortunately, simple food like prunes and meat pies could still be requested.

Rice in the UK is very expensive, so that if Dudley wanted to eat rice, it was like a request that could only be made by a young nobleman who grew up with a spoon in his mouth.

Soon, Professor McGonagall was handing out schedules along the edge of the Gryffindor table.The same was true for Sterling. Snape kept a cold face and handed out timetables to the students.It seems that since the first year, the handsome head of Slytherin has become more and more cold.

Just like a dissatisfied woman in the palace.

Dudley didn't need to look at the timetable to know that all Slytherin and Gryffindor classes were scheduled together.He didn't understand what that old fox Dumbledore meant?The schools of these two natural enemies are arranged together, and it is impossible not to fight or cause trouble.Did he think the Hogwarts castle had lived too long and needed to be demolished?

But Hermione was the saddest one. When she saw the timetable, she couldn't stand it and crumpled the ball of timetable.Why are Ravenclaws still with Hufflepuffs?She wants to go with Slytherin, because Slytherin are all top students.

As class approached, the Slytherin students and the Gryffindor students walked into the greenhouse together.

Professor Sprout wandered about the greenhouse.She was a short, stocky witch with a patched wizard hat on her beautiful hair, her clothes were always stained with mud, and there was a layer of black dirt under her nails.It may be because of having to touch the soil all year round, which is also very similar to the courses she teaches.

"Go to Greenhouse No. [-] today!" Professor Sprout said, with a sullen look on her face and a strange and pleasant demeanor.

The students were all interested in the whispered discussion.Dudley was more interested in these flowers and plants, and wondered if he could take a few with him when he returned to modern times?But he was just thinking about it, like these screaming and jumping grasses, if they are taken back home, they will be treated as monsters by his mother.

Such a very common class is taught in an orderly manner.

After Hufflepuff finished Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Chen Junyu did not leave the classroom with Lockhart.He waited for the other party to leave first, watching the boy who was still taking notes and did not leave the classroom from time to time.

Until most of the people in the classroom left, the child was still diligently using the quill pen and taking notes with difficulty.He didn't seem to be very used to writing with a quill pen. When Chen Junyu approached curiously, the child was working hard, writing some crooked characters.

"Aren't you British?" Chen Junyu said in fluent English.

The boy with short brown hair and blue eyes raised his head abruptly, stammered and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.The freckled cheeks became much more obvious from the tension.

His nervous appearance almost overlapped with Spi John in Chen Junyu's memory.