[Comprehensive] Those years when I memorized the Analects of Confucius

The author has something to say: The extra episode is roughly divided into two parts.

1. Parallel world.

2. How does Zhihu feel about long-distance love? , a prophetic daily wedding, and a sand sculpture biography by an unnamed wizard in the wizarding world.

The following is a parallel world warning:

1. cp first week Draco x second week Xiaoyun, he must.

2. This is the first time I try this kind of plot (emotional drama?), and I don’t know what it will be written in. It’s bloody, maybe a little sour, it’s hidden, it’s fake, it’s overpowering...um.

3. If you are not interested, please pay more attention to the chapter introduction and skip it, okay~

1.

Gossip always spreads the fastest.

In less than one morning, the news about the savior's early employment by the Gryffindor Quidditch team had spread throughout Hogwarts.

Draco sat on the sofa in the Slytherin common room, biting into a chocolate cauldron angrily.

"Maybe we should be happy about this," he pouted, sarcastically, "after all, those stupid lions need to prepare an extra mattress—just to prevent their savior from being killed by a Quidditch match." Fall alive."

Crabbe and Goyle laughed in unison.

Pansy took the time to raise his head from the girls' conversation about clothing and makeup, and glanced at the gloomy young master Malfoy with "happiness written all over his face.

Blaise coughed and decided to do something.

For the personal safety of the two big fools—well, just kidding, in fact, it was just his keen intuition that told him instinctively that if the arrogant and willful young master in front of him were to be depressed any longer, the other party would definitely not hesitate Do something, pull everyone to accompany him to be unhappy——

He's always been good at it, and has a knack for not being stingy with action.

In order to avoid getting hurt, Blaise decided to take the lead in turning the topic to a fresher and safer topic: "Speaking of which, do you know Laurent?"

It was not an unfamiliar name, at least not to the few Slytherins present.

Pansy's hand holding the magazine paused for a moment without making a sound; even Crabbe and Goyle, who were addicted to snacks, stopped their rattling.Draco finally stopped being angry, a slight disgust flashed in the boy's gray-blue eyes, he fiddled with the candies in the box, and seemed a bit out of interest.

"That's fine, what are you talking about him for?"

The third-year Slytherin Laurent, in terms of popularity in the whole school, of course he is not as good as Draco who persists in making trouble for the savior, but within Slytherin, this name is quite popular in a sense: this is a person who is extremely disgusted. Bloodists of Muggleborn, especially Slytherin Muggleborn.

Most pure-bloods do hate mixed-bloods, and the contradiction between mixed-bloods and pure-bloods in Slytherin has never stopped, but in fact, even pure-blooded Slytherin students don’t think much of this third-year Slytherin. Eye-catching: Laurent would rather take on a helpless first year than a Slytherin in his year.

Most of the newly enrolled mixed-race students in Slytherin were secretly punished by him.

"I heard that this time he hit an iron plate. Yesterday he was beaten up by a first-year Hufflepuff. He was hung upside down from a tree for most of the night, and Filch finally let him down." Blaise said, half dismissive, half gloating, "Filch is also eccentric, he was punished not to use magic, and cleaned the entire trophy showroom by himself, and now he is not sure to cry in front of the more than 100 trophies. Woolen cloth."

Pansy was slightly surprised: "Hufflepuffs are so courageous? Or a first year?"

"This can only prove——Laurent is a waste." Draco's eyes flashed, and finally settled into a somewhat subtle expression. He pursed his lips and insisted: "Other than that, nothing No."

When he said the beginning, Pan Xi hadn't realized it yet, but when the young master Malfoy finished speaking, the latter suddenly understood.

Crabbe and Goyle continued to chomp on the apple pie.

"I think you'll have to get used to this sooner or later, Draco." Pansy closed the magazine in his hand and commented fairly: "Kong is indeed very good, even if he comes from Hufflepuff, it doesn't hurt his excellence."

Draco put the candy away in his palm, looking as if he was thinking about getting up and leaving immediately.

"That's right." Blaise nodded in agreement, he suppressed the teasing smile on the corner of his mouth, and pretended to be serious: "Draco, you have grown up, you can no longer be so unreasonable - just because Professor Snape is willing Instruct him in Potions alone."

What responded to Blaise was the magazine that Pansy had just put on the table - it was slammed on his face by the shameless young master Malfoy.

2.

Long before Hogwarts entered Hogwarts, Draco vowed to all his relatives and friends around him through letters, face-to-face conversations and other ways:

"If I get sorted into Hufflepuff, I'll drop out."

Because of this, the Slytherins who are familiar with him always think that Draco took the first place in the grade after the black-haired Hufflepuff, became the most admired student of the Potions professor, and even went to find trouble for him. After returning in frustration, I noticed Kong Yun's.

After all, everyone knows that Hufflepuff students are all worthless and useless, and they are arrogant and arrogant by nature. They have always looked down on Hufflepuff, and the young master Malfoy who threatened to be assigned to Hufflepuff before school started , how could it be possible to pay attention to an inconspicuous Hufflepuff?

Only Draco knew that he cared about the other party even before the sorting test started.

At that time, he was on platform nine and three-quarters of the King's Station. He just got out of the arms of the reluctant Narcissa, said goodbye to Lucius in a proper manner, and directed two attendants to carry his luggage for him. When he got on the Hogwarts Express, as soon as he turned around, he caught a glimpse of the black-haired boy.

The boy dragged a suitcase that was about half the height of his own, and walked towards the huge train alone.

He was wearing a black tweed jacket, washed blue jeans, and his waist-length black hair was tied up with a light golden headband. At first glance, he was a quiet and hard silhouette.

The freshmen next to the Hogwarts Express, some are familiar with the road and calm, some have reddish eye circles and are nervous, and some are laughing, chasing and running over. The crowd is a rushing river, and he is standing in the middle The stones are quiet and steady, without a sound.

It was a very strange feeling.

The more immature and ignorant a boy is, the more he yearns for the calmness and calmness of an adult. At that time, Draco didn't understand, but he was instinctively attracted by this kind of quiet beyond his age.

He was slightly distracted, and the other party was already standing in front of him.

Probably wondering why he stood still, the young man's dark eyes showed some doubts, he hesitated slightly, and as if he had finally thought of something, he slowly spread his white and shapely palms towards him, Revealing a crystal and lovely candy in the palm——

"Hello." He smiled slightly, his eyebrows were curved, and his eyes were as bright as stars: "I'm Kong Yun, nice to meet you."

3.

It wasn't until many years later that Draco understood what the other party's hesitation meant.

It wasn't hesitant as he thought, nor was it the self-righteous temptation and examination of young people, but it was more like an adult who was getting along with the little one for the first time. He took out a shiny candy from his pocket and fed it to the children.

But that was after all a long time later.

As for now-

Due to the embarrassment of being rejected by the savior not long ago under the watchful eyes of everyone, Draco has been busy making all kinds of troubles for Potter for a long time—more precisely, since then. So much so that when he finally remembered the boy he had met on the train, the limelight of the first-year freshmen had already been completely taken by the two.

One is the savior of the wizarding world from Gryffindor, and the other is a "living legend" who was born in Hufflepuff, but easily entered the Slytherin head's office, and received individual guidance and even praise from the professor of potions.

Everyone agreed that Kong Yun, who dared to go to the head of Slytherin's office on his own initiative, and came out alive and sound, was really amazing.

Draco didn't care about that.

There was actually someone who got the dean's sole guidance before him!Can this be tolerated?

Draco was angry.

He even spared a day for this purpose—he didn’t go to Potter to find fault, he didn’t discuss "99 ways to get Potter expelled from Hogwarts" with his little followers, but he bit his pen and sat down in a serious manner. The Slytherin common room, with a new way of fighting Hufflepuffs.

After finishing all this, he called on two big servants, and angrily went to the lake where the other party was.