pure blood loyalist

Harry and Draco hid in the corner, shoulder to shoulder under the Invisibility Cloak and waited for the library to close. This position was particularly good, as it could observe the situation of the gate and it was a relatively secluded book collection area.

"How many times have you done this?" Draco squatted a little bored, seriously, couldn't this invisibility cloak be bigger?The two hundred and eighty-year-old boys could only squat together in order to cover their feet. His legs were a little numb. This posture was too unsuitable for Malfoy's image.

"Huh? Of course it's the first time." Harry said without blinking his eyes and heartbeat, and moved himself closer to Malfoy's head, so that he could touch it as close as possible.The dark library dyed the platinum hair with layers of ambiguity.

Draco threw him a blank stare to express his complete disbelief, and by the way, elbowed the guy who was too close, bumped into the chest of an acquaintance, and secretly complained when did Potter practice his body?Obviously, he always saw this guy skinny when he came to the summer vacation before. He definitely didn't care about it, he just remembered it because he thought it was incredible!

Harry, on the other hand, raised the corners of his mouth in amusement at Draco's active physical contact.

While the squatting two were fighting, an unexpected visitor came to the library. Umbridge in a pink suit brought Filch here.

"Mrs. Pince, excuse me." Umbridge laughed like a pile of toad meat.

"Professor Umbridge, the library will be closed soon. Is there anything I can do to help you?" Mrs. Pince turned her back to Harry and the others so that they could not see her expression clearly, but heard her voice from her voice Not particularly happy.

"What is she here for?" Harry asked Draco softly, this time he didn't idiotically contradict this stupid woman again in Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"I don't know." Malfoy focused his attention on the conversation over there.

"Hey, isn't your father supporting the Ministry of Magic?" Harry intentionally blew on Draco, and after seeing a handful of hair fluttering by himself, he asked again like an addict Blow, just as Malfoy turned his head back to stare at him.

It blew into Malfoy's eyes in one breath, causing Malfoy's eyelashes to tremble and blinked several times, and he said angrily, "Potter!?"

"Sorry" Harry unconsciously raised his hand to stroke his messy hair, maybe his movements were too natural or his apology was too indulgent, Malfoy felt that the skin Harry rubbed was a little hot, For a moment, he forgot to pat off the other party's over-judgment hand.

"The Ministry of Magic thinks that the opening hours and bibliography of the library are a bit irregular." Umbridge said slowly.

"This rule has been maintained since the establishment of the school. The books that students are not allowed to consult are all reviewed by Professor Dumbledore and classified in the restricted area."

"I'm afraid Professor Dumbledore's standards are not in line with those of the Ministry of Magic," Umbridge continued, looking at Mrs. Pince's angry face, "The Ministry of Magic's re-examination order will be issued tomorrow, and books will start tomorrow." The museum closed 3 hours early for a re-audit, and Mr Filch will be assisting."

"The Ministry of Magic is really too busy to catch Voldemort and manage the library." Although Harry said this, he knew that the Ministry of Magic was doing this for the Dorset people to stay in Hogwarts for a long time.

Malfoy shuddered when he heard the word Voldemort, but there was no answer.

"I heard that Umbridge is recruiting patrol members, will you sign up?" Harry said tirelessly.

"I'm a prefect, and I have the responsibility to add points to my college." Malfoy replied grandly.

"You root for Umbridge, too, huh? Don't you think she taught Defense Against the Dark Arts very well?"

"The Malfoy family supports the Ministry of Magic, and the family's decision is my decision." Malfoy cleverly avoided the topic, but stated his position.

"The war is about to begin, and the decision of the Malfoy family cannot protect you." Harry's voice became serious.

"You don't know anything, and it has nothing to do with you." Malfoy's voice also cooled down

Harry shook his head slightly after hearing this, "I know you're learning black magic, but your black magic isn't strong enough for you to give up learning Defense Against the Dark Arts. What you have to face in war is chaos, and you can't even tell the difference. Purify your comrades and enemies." The color of emerald is like an ancient pool in the dark.

Malfoy went from being stiff to terrified, he opened his mouth to refute and then closed it tightly. He had heard the lies of the Savior who confronted Voldemort. He knew it was true, but he didn't know why he felt that he was Worried about?

"What do you want to say?"

"I can help you learn Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"You have a penchant for infractions, Potter."

"No, I just have a soft spot for breaking the rules with you."

His eyes fixed on Malfoy for a moment, and he couldn't help looking away, "Don't tease me, Potter!"

"I'm serious."

"Enough, shut up."

When I become the patrol captain, the first thing I want to catch is you!Malfoy swore inwardly.