HP pure blood glory

"Ulis passed the corridor that night—heard the lord and madam arguing, as if about some prophecy—the madam had been sitting in a chair weeping, while the master was walking up and down restlessly—then The master seemed to mention a person's name, and the lady stood up from the chair and quarreled with him, and the master seemed to mention the young master—the lady agreed." Julius said with dancing, "The master found me, and he put I called in, handed me a key, and asked me to give it to you."

Louis tapped his finger on the table subconsciously, "Where's the key?"

"In your table—" Julis said triumphantly, "Ulis swore on his own life and set a protective spell—unless Julius dies, no one but the young master can get it." it!"

Louis froze.

Yes, house-elves were the private property of noble wizards, and for many centuries no one tried to care about house-elves, who were seen as a living spell.

However, at this moment, it is impossible to say that he was not touched at all.

He opened a drawer on the desk, and a bronze key appeared in front of him - engraved with a debossed Meyer family crest - the symbol of the heir.

Why did his father give him the key that symbolized the heir of the Meyer family at this time?

Why did father and mother quarrel?

Where did they go?

Countless questions swirled in his mind, and Louis even began to feel a dull pain in his head.

"Ulis," he said, "go down and have a good rest."

"Yes!" cried the house-elf. "The master is concerned about Julius! Ulis is not worth it—Ulis can't rest!"

Louis looked at the elf with green eyes, "I have to leave tomorrow, you should clean Tim's Castle well."

"Yes!" Julius replied loudly, and then, with a slight "poof!", he disappeared into the room.

The first class of the new semester was Professor Lockhart's Defense Against the Dark Arts class. At eight o'clock in the morning, when they entered the classroom on time, they unexpectedly found that everyone had arrived, except for one—Professor Lockhart.

Louis found a random table and sat down, and Pansy wanted to sit next to him, but Draco had something to do and insisted on sitting with Pansy—the brunette also had a puzzled face—so Louis's deskmate became Blaise.

He is not familiar with this Blaise. Although Blaise sometimes likes to joke, or has nothing to say-but that is when Pansy is around-so neither of the two boys said anything, quietly Sit at a desk and read a book.

At [-]:[-], Professor Lockhart finally came in from outside the classroom in a hurry. He showed everyone a charming smile, and the two dimples at the corners of his mouth made him look very charming—"Oh, little wizards, I'm really sorry - you know, there are always people looking for me (he winked at the girls) - how can a gentleman refuse girls?"

Professor Lockhart is really good-looking, and the most important thing is that he is humorous - in this regard, he is much better than His Royal Highness Prince Slytherin and Lord Knight.

Professor Lockhart's style of lecturing was to take them out of his textbooks and then lead them to read a few sentences at random - long, epic sentences - all trying to describe their situation. The bravery and fearlessness of a new professor.

The boys generally said that Lockhart was an idiot and had no ability; but the girls said that as long as he looked good, it was enough.

The depressing Defense Against the Dark Arts class lasted all morning. When the get out of class bell rang, the boys couldn’t wait to stand up and start packing their schoolbags. Then, led by Draco, the little snakes left the Dark Arts Defensive classroom, go to the dining room.

If it was last semester, Draco would always walk beside Louis, but this is not the case today - Draco walked in the front with his head held high, followed by Crabbe and Goyle from left to right, and then It was Pansy and Daphne—by the way, Daphne’s sense of presence has increased a lot since Astoria entered school—and finally some students such as Blaise and Louis.

When they were about to enter the restaurant, they met the little snakes of the first grade. The little blonde girl led her schoolbag and walked in the front—naturally, the two chiefs got together—which made the little snakes of the first grade They had to get in close contact with those seniors who were a grade older than them.

Weasley poked Potter as the Slytherin party walked past the Gryffindor table, "Look, Malfoy seems to be having trouble with that German guy who's always protecting him."

Draco obviously heard this sentence, with a pale face, he raised his wand at Weasley, "You, say that sentence again!"

Weasley shrank his shoulders and said stiffly, "You really dare to attack me in the restaurant or something!" He stretched his neck, "Tell me, if you didn't have trouble with Louis, why didn't you go with him! "

After finishing speaking, he seemed to have the courage again, turned his head to Louis and said, "If you don't mind—yes, I want to say, do you want to be friends with us?"

Louis didn't understand why Weasley said such words suddenly, maybe he just wanted to scare Draco?

Draco turned his head to look at Louis, his face was terribly pale, and his lips had no trace of blood.

Louis looked at him blankly.

The boy's pupils shrank - he turned his head quickly and stared at Weasley fiercely.

Weasley smiled smugly at him with no fear.

This made Draco pissed, and he slowly gave a nasty smile, shaking his wand in his hand—"All petrified!" A red light shot from the tip of his wand, and Weasley's The smile just froze on his face - he's become a statue now.

Because it all happened so fast that no one could react—when Weasley fell straight back—the wizards of Gryffindor stood up one after another, and they always brought The grinning face was full of anger at the moment—Ron Weasley's two elder brothers also raised their wands at the same time—seeing that a vicious struggle was about to happen!

Fortunately, at this time, the teacher's seat also noticed, Professor McGonagall walked in front, and Snape followed behind with a sullen face.

"Three points deducted from Slytherin." His dark eyes did not have a gleam of light, "Malfoy, I am very disappointed in you."

Potter yelled, "It's not fair! Malfoy turned my friend into a statue - and he only got three points!"

Snape's anger at this moment seemed to have finally found a vent. He looked at Potter angrily, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, "Mr. Potter, it seems that I am the head of Slytherin."

With that, he turned to look at Draco, "Come to my office tonight—you're going to need a week of confinement, I'm afraid."

Confinement!

The little snakes became a little restless - confinement in Professor Snape's office!

However, as the one being punished, Draco just said "yes" with a pale face. After that, the little snakes silently walked to the long table of Slytherin and finished a depressing lunch.