[HP] End of Death

The next day Harry asked Professor Sprout for meringue juice and brought some salt back from the cafeteria.Ron couldn't help being surprised when he saw that he was actually washing the tie seriously in the bathroom. He couldn't bear to disturb his friend's work, so he sneaked out to discuss it with Hermione.

"He's washing Malfoy's tie, it's true!" Ron's tone was exaggerated, which made Hermione somewhat disbelieve him.

"Are you sure that's Malfoy's tie? Maybe it's just one of the Slytherins—"

"Oh, where does Harry know any other Slytherin students?" Ron shook his head, "Malfoy is so disgusting, he asked Harry to wash his tie, can't he himself? Or is it that he is usually served too well? -"

"Shh! He's coming down!" Hermione put a finger to her mouth and pointed nonchalantly to the stairs on the right, where Harry was coming down with his schoolbag.He walked out of the lounge after saying the password, and Ron whispered "We'll follow" and pulled Hermione after him.

Harry walked quickly, and his direction seemed to be pointing towards the Slytherin lounge.Ron and Hermione were hiding all the way, and when they were peeping around a corner, they saw Draco coming out from behind a wall.

"Look, I just said it was Malfoy?" Ron couldn't help but said.

"Listen first! They're talking!"

Both of them were holding their breaths trying to hear what Harry and Draco were saying, but there was a lot of wind in the hallway, and the two seemed to have lowered their voices deliberately, so they couldn't hear anything clearly.Draco glanced up at them suddenly, and Hermione was sure he had smiled - before he hooked Harry by the shoulder and led him under the mistletoe at the end of the corridor.

"Ah, bad," said Ron.

"He seems to have found us." Hermione was extremely regretful.

"What are the two of them discussing? No, I will ask him when I go back."

Harry didn't understand why Draco stopped talking in the middle of the sentence, and brought him to this kind of place - according to Hermione, this is a dark and quiet place, one of the favorite places for lovers to go .But it's also really good for secret conversations.

"Your two good friends followed you all the way, maybe you didn't notice." Draco explained lazily.

"You mean Ron and Hermione?" Harry recalled their sneaky actions since this morning, and it dawned on him.He took off his schoolbag, took out the washed and dried silver-green striped tie from the schoolbag, and handed it to him, "Is it all right now?"

Draco took the tie from his hand, sized it up and began to tie it around the nape of his neck. Harry watched his graceful and deft movements and couldn't help but think of how he tied his own tie yesterday... He let it go He looked to the right side, but found that there was a couple making out there, he was immediately embarrassed, and quickly looked away.

"Hello, Potter." The somewhat oily voice suddenly rang close to his ears, Harry was startled, took a step back, and stepped on a raised stone.Seeing that he was about to fall, Draco pulled him, and Harry put a hand on his shoulder, supported his body and let go immediately.

"You can fall down while standing, you are getting more and more stupid Potter." He sneered unceremoniously, and Harry glared at him, a little annoyed in his heart: "If there is nothing else, I will go back first. I haven't had dinner yet..."

"Of course there is something else, Potter." Draco pulled back a boy who wanted to get away, "Did you forget our agreement?"

"What agreement?"

Draco thought he had forgotten, so he pulled him closer, the moonlight fell on Harry's cheeks through the staggered mistletoe leaves, shaking slightly in different shades, but the skin on the boy's jaw was covered The warm lights in the corridor illuminated like a crescent moon.Draco felt his throat tighten, and squeezed his hand harder.

Harry waited for a long time but didn't hear his next words. He was about to ask a question but felt a pain in the part of his arm that was being grasped. The person in front of him seemed to be getting closer, and he could clearly see his slightly restrained light gray body. In the eyes, the dark gray pupils are like swirls shrunk into a bunch, and the silver light is dotted above like flickering star candles.His drooping eyelashes were reflected in the gray river, like branches extending toward the center of the lake.

Draco stretched out a hand to lightly stroke his clean chin, his eyes sank, and an impulse surged up in his heart for some reason... He was about to lean in, when the loud noises of several girls passing by woke him up He missed him, and Harry also reacted instantly, shook off his hand and took a few steps back, with a vigilant expression on his face.

"Hey, I just want to remind you that people from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will come tomorrow, and we can sign up in the evening. So..." Draco coughed as a cover, he stopped in time, Looking at Harry's expression with interest, Harry's expression changed: "Are you ready?"

"Of course." He took out a small bottle of medicine from his pocket, which contained milky white liquid, "Do you want to see the effect in advance?"

"No, let's talk about it later." Harry refused with a cold face, he was determined to stay away from Draco in the future, he always felt that the recent development between them was not good.

"Then tomorrow, after the dinner party is over, at one o'clock in the morning, we will meet in the auditorium." Draco snapped his fingers, and Harry couldn't tell there was anything wrong with this plan, but he added cautiously: "Malfoy, If you have the same idea as when you were in the first grade—to invite someone to come over and release pigeons, I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible, I won’t be fooled.”

"Oh, I'm glad you remember all the stupid things you did in first year." Draco smiled, rubbing his chin, "Of course, you can put on the invisibility cloak and come back if you don't see me at one o'clock Go to the bedroom—"

"Of course I will." Harry rolled his eyes, he suddenly thought of something, took a step closer and lowered his voice, "By the way, Malfoy, if you dare to tell the story before—"

"What's the matter?" Draco looked at him pretending to be puzzled, and the latter glared at him, gnashing his teeth and said, his face was still a little red: "It's what you did in my dormitory—despicable, shameful, Dirty things—”

"Oh, if this is what you're talking about...if you're more obedient, I might be able to keep it a secret for you." He looked him up and down with playful eyes, as if he was still remembering the experience that day.

Harry knew what he was thinking, so he suppressed his anger and said, "If you say it, I will...you remember the happy time of being treated as a pet, right?"

When Draco heard this, his face immediately darkened: "How dare you mention this, Potter."

"Since we both have a handle, we don't owe anything." Harry finished the topic, he raised his head, and the moon had risen high above his head, "I think I have to go back."

As Draco said, there was indeed a notice posted on the wall of the castle the next day, saying that due to the upcoming arrival of representatives from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, the class this afternoon would end half an hour earlier, and by then Students are asked to send their school bags and textbooks back to the dormitory, gather in front of the castle, meet the guests and attend the welcome banquet.

"Oh, that's amazing! I've been wanting to see what other wizarding schools are like for a long time!"

"I don't know what events the Triwizard Tournament will have?"

"I hear Cedric of Hufflepuff might be a warrior—"

When Harry and the others walked through the auditorium, they found that the whole castle was completely new. There were huge silk banners on the wall, each representing a Hogwarts house, and the largest banner hung behind the teacher's bench, which was Hogwarts. Heraldry: lion, eagle, badger, snake joined together around a large letter H.

The whole campus was shrouded in an atmosphere of joy, and not many people attended the class seriously.After class, Harry, Hermione, and Ron ran to the Gryffindor Tower to put away their schoolbags, put on their cloaks, and came to the castle. They lined up according to their colleges and grades.

The surrounding students chattered excitedly, and from time to time some people poked their heads out and looked around, waiting for the representatives of Beauxbaton and Durmstrang to arrive.On the other hand, Harry was a little absent-minded. He had been thinking about what to do in the evening all morning, and he was inexplicably nervous and... looking forward to it.

No, what is there to look forward to?This was a completely wrong move, not to mention whether Malfoy's aging agent was useful or not, he never really thought about participating in the Triwizard Tournament... This was just a way Malfoy used to tease him, Nothing to look forward to at all.But Harry still felt that his heart was beating fast, and his palms were sweating. He turned his eyes to the direction of Slytherin, and after searching for a long time, he saw Draco. He was talking to Pansy. They laughed together.

Harry turned his face away and clenched his fingers.