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

Draco narrowed his eyes, looking around in displeasure.

After an escape room filled with vixen poo, the goofy old bee has an even better idea.Quite "wonderful" - no washing, messy and dry robes, and you can even feel the wet muddy grass beneath you through the fabric... Damn Dumbledore actually made a Malfoy so uncomfortable Lying in the woods decently? !

He sat up with a swollen head, feeling the weight on his thigh.The boy lying on top of him groaned and groaned at the movement, his sleepy green eyes staring blankly under his matted black hair.

"Draco?" Harry asked suspiciously, and after putting his cocked glasses back on the bridge of his nose, he saw clearly the gloomy face of the blond Slytherin.

"Three seconds, you better get off of me."

Slytherin's Platinum Viper dropped the low pressure to zero due to the extremely bad environment.Anyone who is interested knows that this kind of moment should go as far as possible, but Harry Potter, the boy who survived a catastrophe and can come back to life even after death is an exception, it seems that his own existence is for out of the ordinary.

A cheerful laugh escaped Harry's throat, "Come on, Draco, there's no pomade here."

"Need I repeat that?"

The usual sneer appeared on Draco's face, he dragged his lazy tone mockingly, and his lips brushed against Harry's earlobe, "Or, are you impatient, Harry?"

The warm, slippery tongue brushed Harry's cheek, making him jump up instantly.

"It should have been this way."

The blond-haired Malfoy curled his mouth proudly, no matter how he looked at it, Draco Malfoy couldn't change his bastard behavior in front of Harry Potter.

Ten minutes later, he pulled Harry, who was rolling his eyes, as the Slytherin straightened himself up. "Although I never expect you to be related to the word elegance, at least you can barely meet people."

Draco scrutinized Harry critically, and after smoothing his robes and cleaning the dust with a spell, he leaned over and planted a kiss on Harry's lips.

It didn't last too long, because the audience who had been forgotten finally let out a reminder cough unbearably. "Please pay attention to the occasion, thank you?" Ron blushed and glared at them.Hermione opened a roll of parchment calmly, and read silently: "A naughty thief stole my beloved bow. Please help me get it back before the sun goes down. Enthusiastic people, I'll give you an Easter egg in return. If you're in trouble, fire off red sparks just in time."

Today was the first Sunday after the vernal equinox and the full moon, and to Dumbledore's preference, it wouldn't be a big deal to have Easter after Halloween.And Harry, he only hoped that the old Headmaster wouldn't ruin another festive dinner for him.

"What should we do?" said Ron.

Looking at the two forked roads in front of him, he was a little undecided.

"Which way should I go..." Hermione, who was flipping through "Hogwarts, a School History", pointed to a passage, "They finally decided to open up a territory in the Forbidden Forest, because only in this way, in the difficult early days, The famed Forbidden Forest of the Dead could bring a barrier to their fledgling school. There is no doubt that the great four wizards can always work miracles, they conquered the Forbidden Forest, even if they lost their way at the beginning... ..."

The school history tells about the difficulties in the establishment of Hogwarts, including the choice of the school site.This forest—the Forbidden Forest, which seduces curious youngsters eager to try—was a nonsense existence 1000 years ago, and even the great Big Four had trouble here.

Dumbledore's purpose is to let the participating teams experience some events thousands of years ago as much as possible, of course not to involve the students in danger.So when Ron tried to get a foot out, two grinning leprechauns emerged from the thick foliage.

"We are leprechauns, guides invited by your principal."

"If you want to pass the customs, you must get our instructions."

"We are full of lies, we are liars."

"We are honest and trustworthy, reliable goblins."

The leprechauns in clothes made of green leaves turned around from left to right, giggling and talking about their conditions, "You can only ask one of us a question, which one is the right way, it all depends on Your judgment."

"I can only ask one question..." Hermione rubbed her chin and muttered. It seemed difficult, but it just seemed that, in fact, these questions were common in Muggle reasoning.

She grinned at the point.

"Which is the right way?"

Someone——Ron's one-step exit was unbelievable, and then, in exchange for a unanimous voice: "Shut up!" Unfortunately, it was already too late, and the leprechaun clapped his hands happily, laughing and pointing to a path.

"This one."

After they finished speaking, they laughed even louder.Because obviously, the other party is out.

"Ron you idiot!"

"Idiot." Draco said contemptuously. He stepped forward and refuted the leprechaun's point of view. "This doesn't explain anything. The question just now does not represent the views of all of us."

"We don't care about anything else, we just know that you can only ask us one question."

"That's right." Draco said rather tactfully, "It must be stated that the question just now was addressed to us, not you. Is that so, Weasley?"

Ron nodded bluntly at his lazy tone, in return for the wrath of the leprechauns.But there was no way, because the red hair did not clearly point out the object of his consultation, and then, the girl immediately solved the puzzle.

"Will your partner tell me this is the right way?"

"Yes." In the Leprechaun's dry answer they set out another way.

After passing the level without any risk, Hermione got a model of an eagle flapping its wings, with a sentence on it: What does an eagle flying in the sky use to catch its prey?

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The narrow path extends all the way to the depths of the endless Forbidden Forest, and the mottled silhouette is pierced by the gentle sunlight of the layers of new leaves in early spring.

This path was familiar to them all, and it ran from the hut on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and it was one of the few paths Hagrid used to take.

Hermione flipped through the books, trying to find some clues from the school history.Her eyes stayed on a paragraph:

[Slytherin left after all, and left Hogwarts quietly on a rainy night.No one knew where he was, everything was so sudden, including the four-corner stool with one leg missing during the sorting ceremony.Rumors inevitably spread, and the panic about the Chamber of Secrets made the fledgling Hogwarts castle crumbling like a boat in a big wave.As descendants, we don't know why, and that period of history has long been covered up by time.Fortunately, from the only surviving letters of the Big Four, the most intimate partners back then have been waiting for the return of Slytherin...]

Hermione turned the book to the last page, and didn't get any useful information until the end of this passage.She frowned and let herself think along Dumbledore's purpose. There were quite a few conclusions she could draw, but they were not enough to solve their current predicament.

At this moment, the forest became denser, but the previous road was already submerged in the bushes—they lost their direction.

"No clue." Harry and Draco, who were searching around, came back. Hermione was not surprised by this, she closed the book and stood up.At this time, accompanied by a rapid exclamation, there was a commotion in the grass not far away-then, the panic-stricken red hair rushed out from there.

"Quick—run—!"

Behind him, a young and vigorous unicorn raised its strong hooves.Puffing and puffing hot air continuously sprayed out from its nostrils, pawing the horse's hooves irritably, for the red hair in front of it that made it unhappy.

"I think we've found the Butterfly Festival." The corners of Harry's mouth twitched, with an urge to look straight at him, because, right in front of him, on the horn of this strutting unicorn chasing Ron all over the ground, A pink polka-dot bow is tied there.

The red-haired unicorn ran around, and the grumpy pretty guy turned a blind eye to the three in front of him, chasing after Ron like an angry bull being aroused by the other party.

"Damn it, do me a favor! You can't do this! It's too much—! You can't just stand by and watch—!" Ron roared hoarsely from his throat, startling all three of them. I was taken aback.

Facing the constant girl-like accusations and accusations from the red-haired mouth, Harry murmured as if sleepwalking, "What's wrong with him?"

"Hysteria." Hermione asserted, sweeping a leaf in front of Ron's collar, "Heartworm's molasses can cure this symptom caused by Ariotte's leaf." She rubbed the frown between her brows, also I don't know how this guy Ron messed with the unicorn.

Here, Laventlaw is having a headache thinking about how to appease the rioting unicorns. Unlike their docile appearance, these pure and elegant creatures have a violent temper, especially for wizards, and are usually very repulsive.

There seems to be no way...

The wands in his hands shook, and almost at the same time Hermione's and Draco's wands shot out two red lights. "Don't—" Harry shouted in restraint, the big man hit by one of the stun spells shook twice, trembling but did not fall down.

Magical creatures are highly resistant to wear and tear, and attacking them would never be wise for a vengeful creature like a unicorn.The irritated unicorn stabilized its body, and after the dizziness and discomfort, it finally gave up the chattering red hair and rushed straight to this side.

Seeing that they were about to collide, the wand in Harry's hand spewed out puffs of bright white smoke.Representing the positive force that protects purity, the unformed patron saint pervades the unicorn like a cocoon, exuding a strange stability.

"Good guy." Harry muttered, putting his hand on the unicorn's head tentatively.A cyan fruit summoned by the Flying Curse lay quietly in his palm. The fresh green fruit exuding a slight fragrance is the favorite food of unicorns. Faced with such a temptation, the unicorn The beautiful creature blinked lovingly.

It touched Harry's forehead with its long, pointed horns, and Harry took off the old headmaster's bow with the other's tacit approval.

A note fell down, and it was written on it:

The blessing of the unicorn can help the brave escape from the tiger's mouth.

In addition, a baby badger model licking his palm jumped into Harry's hand.

Also a question: Where does Badger always like to bring his booty back?

The author has something to say:

GLUMBUMBLE

Ministry of Magic Classification Level: XXX

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Every time I open the background, I see that the collection is in QAQ

Yesterday's exam was horrible! ! !But the consolation is that today I received an invitation for the Postal Savings Exam~~

I'm going home now, the next update is a bit uncertain, try to keep updating once a week, I'm sorry for you ┏┛tomb┗┓...(((m-__-)m, thank you for your hard work, everyone dear~~~