HP pure blood glory

On the day of the exam, it was raining lightly outside.

When Louis came out of the dormitory with a book, he was inexplicably bored because of the damp air.

This boredom was still not relieved after he cast several drying spells on himself, so he quickened his pace and walked towards the castle of Servis Academy.

At the gate of the castle, Louis met a few students from the Dortmund Academy. They were all tall and tall, and standing at the gate could almost block all the space.

Louis was not in a good mood at first, when the few people in front of him were playing around at the door and refused to go in, Louis couldn't help coughing twice in front of them.

One of the people fighting in front turned to look at him.

Louis felt that he really couldn't find any adjectives to describe the other party's expression at the moment?

disgust?envious?then what?

But Louis was not at all interested in what he was thinking. He raised his wand and tapped on the other's bulging muscle mass, "Let me pass."

At this time, the other two people also noticed the existence of Louis.

Helpless, Louis is considered a relatively tall existence at Hogwarts, but if he is compared with the students in Dort Doron, he is still several inches behind.

"Oh—it's not Meyer!" said one of them, somewhat mockingly, in a drawn-out tone.

Louis didn't want to go over right now.

He felt that his current state was very dangerous-because he really wanted to draw out his wand and cast a forbidden spell on the opponent.

However, his rationality clearly told him that he couldn't do that, that the other party wasn't worth his shot, and that this "anger" was the same as the boredom just now, and he didn't even know where this feeling came from.

He clenched his wand tightly in his right hand, his fingers were almost clenched white, and his eyes were looking at the speaking person without any ups and downs.

This situation lasted for about ten seconds, and the other party suddenly trembled, and the staring was interrupted.

Then, the three pushed aside, they didn't look at Louis, but continued the previous topic.

However, the anger in Louis's heart did not subside slowly with the opponent's retreat, and even maintained this feeling until he finished handing in the paper and walked out of the castle.

He forcibly shortened the two-hour paper to half an hour—he was really not sure what would happen if he stayed longer.

He stood quietly at the gate of the castle for a while, and suddenly, someone patted him on the shoulder.

It's Viktor.

"What's wrong? What are you doing standing here?" The other party asked with concern.

Viktor was a playmate he had known since he was very young, so Louis just shook his head and explained, "It feels a little boring."

"Bored?" Viktor laughed out loud, "You will be bored too?"

Louis glanced at him with his cold, emerald green eyes, and managed to hold back the laughter.

"Oh, I mean, I thought you'd never have such...uh...human emotions." Viktor said, looking serious, but you could tell the smile was in his eyes meaning.

Louis ignored him and began to descend the steps.

Today is the first subject of the exam week, and there is another subject in the afternoon, Defense Against the Dark Arts... The whole exam lasts about a week, and after a week, there will be a long vacation.

Viktor was stunned for a while, then chased after him, "So, Louis, why are you bored?"

"I don't know." Louis said as he walked.

Viktor was silent for a while, and then said: "Oh, yes, I came to you because I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Louis stopped in his tracks, and looked back at Viktor—the two of them have now walked to an open area, and they don't have to worry about being heard when talking here.

"You have been elected as the new prefect," Viktor said.

"Why?" Louis' voice didn't fluctuate at all, as if he wasn't the one who became the prefect, and even this calmness made Viktor suddenly have a weird feeling, "If I remember correctly, I'm only in the second grade .”

"You also know that we in Durmstrang have always paid attention to ability-if you have that ability, you can be the principal if you want." Viktor probably felt that he had said a very funny example, because He said with a smile on his face, "Actually, I've wanted to say it a long time ago. I really lived for nothing—I just became a prefect last year."

It can be seen that Viktor is very happy about this incident.

But it was impossible for Louis to be a prefect.

He sighed, "I didn't tell you - I'm on loan in Durmstrang this time - the headmaster knows this, he won't let me be a prefect, so I'd like to know how it happened thing?"

"Borrowing?" Viktor was a little surprised, and he even said incoherently, "What's the matter with you borrowing? You're a genius! I mean——someone like you will be at ease in Servis—" Look at your achievements in this short semester—I remember that you have published three articles in the school newspaper in a row!"

Before Louis could speak, Viktor asked again: "Louis, why do you want to go back? I don't believe you can't appreciate the benefits of Durmstrang-I mean, from the perspective of outsiders, maybe Durmstrang Lang is a bit confused - but I think you'll love it here!"

Louis shook his head, "Victor, I came with a purpose—now that the purpose has been achieved, I will naturally go back—"

Viktor's eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief, "What about your experiments?" He said dryly.

"I've finished all the experiments I want to do." Thinking of the successful birth curse, Louis felt that his bad mood since the morning had finally been relieved, and he even smiled comfortingly at Viktor Laughing, "I really want to go back to Hogwarts, it's been decided a long time ago."

Viktor was a little discouraged, and he said as he walked, "I really don't understand you." He sighed, "Forget it, if you really want to go back, I won't stop you—I'll help you go later Ask the dean, why did you choose you as the prefect."

"Thank you," Louis said.

Viktor finally recovered some vitality, he waved his hand nonchalantly, "It's nothing - I'm your brother, of course I want to help you."

……

A black temple, with a silver armchair in the middle, nothing on the chair.

A voice suddenly sounded, "How is it?"

After a long time, the answer came, "Failed."

There was another long silence, and the previous voice suddenly became thin and distorted, "Failure? How dare you come back after failure? You are just a student!"

There is no answer.

However, this thin and distorted voice did not require any answer, some black matter slowly seeped out from the chair, a flash of red light flashed, and then, these black matter turned into a ribbon-like shape, flying in mid-air Slowly tightening - as if pulling something.

"Master! Master!" Howled hurriedly, "I will succeed! Please give me some time! After all, only I can sneak in!"

The ribbon suddenly tightened violently, then loosened, "Remember, I don't kill you because of your threats—no one can threaten me."

"Yes yes yes!" The dying reply.

"Get out." The voice from before returned to calm, "If it doesn't work again, I won't keep you anymore."

"Yes, yes." He agreed hastily, as if he was afraid that the other party would change his mind if he was a second late.

……

The exam went well.

Louis looked at the report card in his hand, with a row of dark green Os on it.

He looked at it for a while, then put the report card in the drawer.

"Louis," Mia called after him.

Since the two of them talked that day, Mia seemed to have been avoiding him, and today was the first time the two of them spoke after such a long time.

"Yeah." He turned his head to look at the girl.

"I want to talk to you." The girl sat down in front of Louis with a serious face.

Louis nodded, "Okay."

In view of the fact that he could go home tomorrow and see Draco in two days, Louis said with a rare smile, "You can say whatever you want."

"Hmm." The girl nodded, showing a rare expression without any extraneous expression.

"I want to know how you felt about me before."

Louis looked at her for a while, "I don't feel it."

The girl bit her lower lip, as if she was hurt—but she quickly adjusted herself, "I'm going to transfer to Hogwarts."

The smile on Louis' face disappeared, and his attitude became serious, "Why?"

"I want to go and see Draco." The girl didn't know where she got the courage, "I want to know where I am compared to him."

Louis was silent for a moment, then said, "It's not necessary. You're a good girl—just not right for me."

Mia looked at him, "I've already completed the transfer procedures."