HP pure blood glory

In Louis' eyes, Draco has always been a child who hasn't grown up - because he was spoiled and spoiled since childhood, which led to his extremely arrogant temper - this can be seen from his attitude towards the Gryffindor trio You can see it.

And those bad habits of nobles can be seen in him.

But Louis felt that this was nothing. The boy would grow up one day, and he would find out his problems and correct them.

But when will the boy grow up

Louis suddenly thought of this problem-they will be 14 next year, and noble wizards will come of age at 14 and get the right of inheritance-but the boy doesn't seem to be ready at all.

You must know that being the future heir of a nobleman and being the future head of a nobleman are two completely different concepts.

As an heir, you can be willful; but as a patriarch, you must always put the interests of your own family first—just like an adult’s world, children can never understand—when a person’s rights become greater, he will be affected instead. more constraints.

Apparently, the boy wasn't ready for his growing up.

Louis didn't know what to say, because he himself was very confused about the future - why his father gave him the key in advance, what was the meaning of that dream that night, and the black magic call he felt twice... All kinds of things weighed on his heart.

"Because people always have to shoulder their own responsibilities." In the end, that was all he could say.

……

The next morning at the Slytherin table, everyone noticed the change in Draco, starting with Astoria.

When everyone witnessed Draco bring a dessert for the girl, they all had a feeling of disbelief—especially Astoria, who froze in her chair and didn't even take it. over that dessert.

The boy didn't mind, he put the dessert next to the girl's plate - like a real gentleman - "This tastes good."

"Draco, this is..." Pansy opened his mouth and didn't say anything.

Louis, on the other hand, didn't have much reaction to this. Maybe the boy is really forcing himself to grow up—although it's a pity that he can't see the childish side of the boy, but he is happy to see it.

In addition to the drastic change in Astoria's attitude, everyone noticed another change in the boy, but none of them said it - yes, Draco was imitating Louis.

That meticulous state, and that habitual movement of radiating cleansing spells-it's almost like a replica of Louis.

So, when History of Magic class started for the new school year - and the sleepy little snakes witnessed the scene - Draco sat upright like Louis - although everyone could see he was involuntarily drowsy - —So when the class was about to end, Louis was the only one left in the class who insisted on maintaining his good sitting posture.

"Oh, next time I will definitely not do this." Draco declared at the long table.

"Oh my God." Pansy's eyes widened. "Is this the Draco I know?"

"Probably." Blaise also sighed beside him.

If the boy's behavior only surprised the Slytherin snakes before, then his change of attitude towards the Gryffindor trio shocked many people-when in Potions class, Snape When the professor satirized Harry Potter again, Draco did not agree with him for the first time.

He lowered his head, carefully stirred the liquid medicine in the pot, and explained to Louis next to him from time to time.

"Merlin!" said Pansy, "I'm not dreaming!"

Both Crabbe and Goyle have been lonely lately—oh, I was wrong, only Goyle was lonely.

Draco stopped looking for trouble, and Goyle had nothing to do.

"Study hard, I don't want to urgently train you at the end of the year—" Draco said to Goyle—he was busy sorting out a large stack of parchment at the time.

Every evening these days, when Louis goes to help out in Professor McGonagall's office - he goes to the library to study.

"A good aristocrat should know everything." He said to himself - listen, how much like Louis's tone.

Speaking of Professor McGonagall, I have to say that she is a very knowledgeable wizard.

All Louis has to do is to copy together the academic papers on Transfiguration over the years, and then arrange them neatly by category - this is a boring job, if Weasley or Potter were to do it, they would definitely Crying and rushing to ask Professor McGonagall to give them another punishment.

But for Louis, it's like a different kind of library - he studies here for an evening, and more importantly, he doesn't have to deal with those dusty trophies and bronze statues anymore - God, What a wonderful thing!

At the end of every night, Professor McGonagall would look through the papers he had copied. At this time, Louis could ask some questions, such as: What is the connection between changing the spells of different materials?

Transformation spell is a complicated course, it is not a simple spell, in fact, it is a system: changes in shape and material will change the spell—and the special shape of the Transformation spell Form - Animagus, also involves some composition of the human body.

Therefore, although there has been no breakthrough in the Transfiguration Charm in the past 32 years, even the previous academic papers are enough for Louis to write for several weeks at night.

Professor McGonagall was nice to Louis, and she was happy to answer any questions Louis had.

"The implementation of different transformation spells is like a process of transforming the spell. Factors such as the length, height, and shaking of your voice will affect the effect of the spell." Professor McGonagall said, "In fact, we have many That's how new spells are invented, and when one makes a mistake - maybe a new spell is born."

Louis nodded thoughtfully.

He had also modified the spell before, but it was just a little bit of exploration - after Professor McGonagall's explanation, he seemed to have a deeper understanding of the transformation of the spell.

"Professor, what factors determine the smell?" Louis asked suddenly.

"Smell?" Professor McGonagall was a little surprised, "This is not common."

Indeed, few spells involve smell.Charms are a language, and they come through the medium of the wand—most spells are colorless and odorless, and a few have color—for example, "Acute Arms" is red.

But cleansing spells have smells—in fact, Louis was tired of the same smell of cleansing spells—he'd had the idea for a long time, trying to reinvent cleansing spells before he went to school.

He tried it later, and although the smell changed, it wasn't what he wanted.

It can be said that it is a random change.

"Yes, Professor." Louis nodded, "I want to know what determines the smell of the spell."

"Let me think about it." Professor McGonagall adjusted her glasses with interest, "Your idea is very good-I have never considered this problem before-if an apple is turned into a pear, then it should be It smells of pear—it's such an easy charm that I never considered what it was that determined the smell."

Although it's not the same question as Louis asked...but it's not too different - after all, they are both magic spells, and the cleansing spell and the transformation spell should have the same effect.

……

When Louis returned to the dormitory, he saw the boy holding a round rimmed lens as if observing something.

This is a magic lens, which has a certain protective effect - it is a special tool for observing potions. You must know that some potions are not so friendly even after death.

"I'm back." The boy looked very busy, and only looked up at him, then lowered his head again.

"What are you looking at?" Louis asked as he untied his tie and hung it up.

"The professor's new potion - I asked for a small one." Draco explained without looking up, "It's absolutely new potion, and no one has discovered its specific effect, but it may be useful for treating burns." Some use—sort of its first use."

"Hmm." Louis was not very interested in potions. Although he had read more than one book about potions in order to accompany Draco in confinement (you know, Professor Snape is not so easy to fool), but he The talent in potions is far inferior to that of boys.

It's like the boy's charm will never match his - both have their own areas of expertise.

When he came out of the shower, the boy was still sitting on the bed and observing carefully, taking notes from time to time—in view of the hardworking state of boys recently, Louis said that he was used to it.

He walked around the boy directly to his bed, "Good night."

"Oh, wait," said the boy, and hastily closed the book. "I'm going to bed too."

Louis laughed, "Finished?"

"Your body is important." The boy came out of the bathroom, "I've taken a shower before." He said, climbing onto Louis's crib in front of Louis's eyes.

"Where's your bed?" Louis also lay on the bed.

"Mom mailed me a lot of clothes today, and I piled them on the bed," the boy explained.

"Let the house-elf clean up for you tomorrow?"

"No need, I'll clean it up myself." The boy refused with a look of disgust.

Louis didn't try to persuade him much. In fact, he himself didn't like having Ulis tidy up his clothes—no way, he really couldn't stand others touching his clothes and his bed—it seemed unconvincing to say so. Of—Louis thought of Draco lying beside him.

Well, his requirement for the boy is that he can just take a shower.

When he closed his eyes, he felt the boy come up and poke his waist.

"What's wrong?" He opened his eyes and looked at each other.

"Good night kiss." The boy reminded with some dissatisfaction, "You forgot it for a long time."

In the darkness, the boy's eyes were a little bright. During the day, the pupils were light gray, but now they are almost black... Louis looked at him quietly for a while, then leaned over and kissed him on the forehead, "Go to sleep."

The author has something to say:

【small theater】

Draco: Wow~ Louis kissed me, so happy, so happy...

Louis: Go to sleep.

Stupid author: (observing secretly) Are you shy, Louis?

Louis: (sharp eyes) Want to try Tarantella?

Stupid author: (imagining the scene of myself dancing jig non-stop, and then choosing to crawl away silently)

Hmph, the rotten girl wolf can make up for it!

Let me explain, the stupid author was addicted to the game last night and couldn't help himself, so he hit the early morning and completely forgot the time... So I didn't update it yesterday... As for the polite questions raised by the cuties, I will explain it later.

Ps: Now that I have written it here, some things can finally be put on the agenda-I hope you will not hit me... Let me assure you here that there is nothing wrong with this pet article, and there is nothing too cruel about it...