[HP-DH] The second generation of the Big Four

Christmas is coming.Three days before the holiday, Hogwarts students can't wait for the holiday.

After a heavy snow, the weather became very cold.There was a cold wind blowing in the hallway, and the classroom windows were blown openly.In winters like this you usually just want to be in the common room, where there is a warm, roaring fire burning all the time.

Hermione began to become irritable. She couldn't find Nicome in "Great Wizards of the Twentieth Century", "Contemporary Famous Magicians", "Great Discoveries of Modern Magic" and "Research on the Development of Modern Witchcraft". Le's name.

The little girl was very obsessed with this, she wanted to know who Mailer was, and what Quirrell wanted to steal.She'd been trying to find out because Harry's safety was at stake.

Harry didn't understand this, and it was for this reason that, with the idea of ​​not changing history, he let Hermione plunge into a sea of ​​books.

That night, the last night before the holidays.Our little Potter was thrown out of the dorm by his roommate because he was so -noisy!

The blue-eyed little badger got up from the ground, sighed with Ernie's violence, shrank back, took his own snake girl, and decided to take a night tour temporarily.

He swam and swam, swam and swam, and swam to the entrance of the Slytherin common room—ah, did you really do this on a whim?Are you premeditated?

Harry cast himself a Disillusionment Charm, hissed at the sticky wall, [open]

He had been here once to explore the Chamber of Secrets, and it was exactly as he remembered it—the Slytherin common room was a long, low basement with walls and ceilings made of rough stone.A round, glowing green lamp hangs from the ceiling, and there are some exquisite silver carvings around the fireplace.

To Harry's surprise, he didn't see the students warming up in front of the fireplace.The place was evacuated, and replaced by a gorgeous duel platform. Countless light clusters floated above the platform, illuminating the originally dark lounge.

He carefully avoided the crowd, and chose a corner with few people and a good view to stay.The Slytherin prince could be seen quite well here, and then he noticed that the little bastard seemed different.Unlike what outsiders see, Draco in Slytherin is reserved and arrogant.He was polite and talkative, he was just the right amount of closeness - this was a Malfoy, Harry thought, and he did like the way the little bastard smirked.

According to the Slytherin conversation, they are engaged in a chief selection battle.

This Harry has heard before that Slytherin pays attention to order and obeys the strong, and the real leaders of their college are all born in the chief selection battle.Unlike the prefects selected by the school, the chief is not about grades but strength.

When the selection starts, the first one to play is the first grader.

Draco stepped onto the stage, glanced around - and then Theodore Not came up.

It was a tall and thin boy with deep eye sockets and some buck teeth.He raised his wand and seemed to be talking to Draco.The little platinum nobleman smirked back, and then the two walked towards both ends of the long platform with their backs facing each other.

"What are the Notts up to?" someone said beside Harry.

"Who knows." Slytherin's prefect sneered, "I guess she wanted to bite the master."

"The Knott family." This time it was a boy who answered in a slow tone, "What else can I do? I always like to covet things that don't belong to them. This time I actually set my sights on Malfoy—wait and see, there will be a good show, and we can also evaluate this generation of platinum nobles, and now it is really worse than the previous generation."

"I heard that Potter is pestering him very much." The prefect suddenly mentioned Harry's name.

"Yeah," said the boy. "Worth considering, but let's look at the selection for now, Farley."

On the long stage, Nott took the lead in attacking.He raised his wand and yelled at Draco, "Tarentella dance!"

A silver light rushed towards Draco's head, the boy tilted his head and avoided it.

Then, Draco waved his wand with a cold expression—this decision was over very quickly—but after a disarming spell, Nott flew out with his wand.

"You can only play such little tricks." Draco said to Nott who fell down in the audience, he grinned, and walked off the long stage proudly.

[This is so handsome! ]

Oprah in Harry's arms hissed excitedly. Although the species was different, it didn't prevent it from enjoying the duel.

The chief selection battle was in full swing, and finally the head of the Slytherin house was won by the boy who spoke just now.He was a sixth year student named Blazee, the older brother of the Slytherin Quidditch keeper Miles Blazee.

Harry doesn't care about this, all he cares about is the meaning of Blazy's words—rarely, Hufflepuff's eyes narrowed, the eyes contained too much information, making Op Ra fought a cold war.

After the selection, Harry followed Draco all the way to the dormitory.As soon as he walked in the door, his eyes went dark, and a black shadow rushed over.

"Oh—Hedwig!"

"Who!" Draco said loudly, pointing his wand behind him, his eyes fixed on the source of the sound.

The little princess's enthusiasm was really overwhelming, although it gave him away.

While stroking Hedwig, Harry slowly revealed his figure.

"Potter!" Draco yelled, "Why are you here? How did you get in!"

Harry chuckled, and said in a flattering voice, "Of course I'm here to look for you~"

"Shut up!" Slytherin said, his eyebrows were furrowed in disgust, and then he looked at Harry suspiciously, "Disillusionment spell?"

"Hmm..." Harry bit his lower lip and began to play dumb.

"What are you doing here?" Draco changed the subject.That's the beauty of having a Slytherin as a friend, they'll never try to dig up secrets you want to keep hidden.

Although Draco was puzzled, although the information Harry brought to him tonight gave him a lot of shocks - but he still held back and just re-evaluated Potter with a new perspective.

Besides, if he looked carefully, Harry could see the suppressed admiration of the little platinum nobleman under shock.

That is the instinct of a snake, they worship the strong.

Harry took Draco's hand, "I'll show you something interesting," he said, winking at Draco.

"What is it?" Draco pretended to cough to hide his embarrassment.Then, from head to toe, he felt as if he had been thrown into an ice cave—Potter had cast the Disillusionment Charm on him.

They walked out of the lounge and went all the way up until they reached the fifth floor, where they stopped in front of a small door next to the library.

Then Harry pushed open the door and ushered Draco in.

"This is..." Draco looked around, and he found that it was a classroom that had been abandoned for a long time.Tables and chairs were stacked against the walls, and a thick layer of ash fell.But there was a very strange thing, which was a very grand mirror with gold rims that reached the ceiling - different from the silence that no one cared about here, it was out of place and brilliant, and it immediately attracted Draco's attention.

Slytherin stepped forward and looked at the mirror. He saw a line engraved on the top: Eris Stella Uhruait Ubicafruait on Voorhees.

He glanced in the mirror, and was obviously taken aback by the scene that appeared next, but after a short while, the corners of his lips curled up in an unexpected playful way.

"What did you see?" Harry asked curiously.

"My desire." Draco raised his eyebrows and said lazily.

Harry was surprised by this. "You know?" he said.

"Of course." Draco pointed to the talisman on the mirror, "I show not your face but your heart desire. (I show not your face but your desire.) I know there is such a mirror, Eris, the mirror of desire."

Draco tilted his head. In fact, he couldn't remember how he knew about the Mirror of Erised.His memory is a little fuzzy, as if he heard someone mention it, who could it be... In the end, the little platinum noble attributed the source to the books in Malfoy Manor.

He glanced at Harry, only to find that Potter was looking in the mirror.His expression slowly became focused, and after that, the beautiful emerald began to become gloomy, as if there was an indescribable sadness.

"Potter!" Slytherin reminded displeasedly, "This is fake." He emphasized his tone, and moved the other person's body towards him. He thought that the Hufflepuff in front of him should not be indulging in illusory in desire.

"If you brought me here just to take a look at those unrealistic things, then I have to tell you that you are wasting a Malfoy's precious energy." Draco said mockingly, he felt really crazy, Violating school rules to go out with a Potter on a night outing, just to look at a mirror that creates illusions!In his opinion, with this time, it is better to think about how to turn the desire of the mirror into reality!

"You're right," agreed Harry, taking a look in the mirror and then laughing. "While it's nice, it's - not necessarily as good as it is now, is it?"

The Savior said something that Slytherin didn't quite understand, then shrugged, and took out a silver badge from his pocket under the other's gaze.

"Honestly, I've been thinking about when to give it to you. Whether to give it to you before the holiday or let the owl deliver it to you. For this reason, my dear roommate, little Nini, kicked me out." Harry's With a light and playful tone, he smiled and bullied him, and personally pinned the badge on the platinum nobleman's chest. It was a Hungarian Horntail, and when you touched it, it would raise its tail and grin at you.

"I hope you don't mind it." Harry said with a smile, "This is my Christmas present."

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Finally, the revision came to an end. . . .In other words, I didn't change the plot much ==