HP pure blood glory

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On Thursday morning, they would join the Gryffindor cubs in the Headmaster's Potions class.

During the semester that Louis was away, Draco did not find a new experiment partner, and he always handled all the medicinal materials and potions by himself, which he always liked anyway.

After Louis came back, he was naturally in a group with Draco again.

However, when the professor asked them to start making the first potion in the book, they realized a serious problem-Draco's arm was still wrapped in bandages, and Louis's cleanliness attack didn't want to touch those dirty-looking things at all. of plant roots.

Louis put another layer of disposable film gloves on the outside of his dragon leather gloves, and then took a deep breath, "Or let me cut it."

Draco let out a chuckle - "No need," he said, holding up his good hand.

"Sir," he said, "Sir, I need someone to cut the roots of these daisies for me, because my arm..."

Louis picked up the spoon in the crucible with great interest, and carefully stirred it in the empty crucible, as if he was making an extremely precise medicine.

"Meyer, if you don't even have the most basic common sense." Professor Snape said sarcastically, "then I think it is necessary for me to remind you that you should turn on the fire when brewing potions."

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom.

Draco smiled very happily, well, he admitted that he didn't remind Louis - in fact, he especially wanted to know if there would be any unnecessary expression on that indifferent face when Louis was embarrassing.

However, he was disappointed. There was no trace of embarrassment on Louis' face. He said solemnly: "Oh, yes." Then he put down the spoon calmly.

Just when Draco thought he wasn't going to get what he wanted - Louis suddenly turned his head and gave him a look, then blinked - his movements were so fast that Draco almost thought it was his hallucination .

"Weasley, cut those roots for Malfoy," said Snape finally.

Oh, get rid of it, Draco's arm isn't working, the arm next to him is intact, isn't it?Why should he be a Gryffindor cutting those damn daisy roots for Malfoy!

Ron Weasley thought angrily, but he didn't feel any resistance—two years had passed, and he had already seen through the unreasonable partiality of Head Slytherin, not to mention the fact that he was still concerned about Louis's curse that day. A little frightened——Harry and Hermione didn't know at all, he was so frightened that he couldn't move at the time, I'm afraid only one person knew how powerful the spell was, and Harry didn't believe that Louis really wanted to kill him. Kill him on campus, but he believes—he just doesn't want to experience the feeling of slipping through the hands of death again.

God knows he has had nightmares for several days in a row!

He walked slowly to Louis and Draco's table, lowered his head and picked up the knife on the table.

Draco kindly handed over his daisy root.

Louis was already more than a head taller than Weasley - he looked down at the Gryffindor student, this was the first time he had looked at him so carefully: red, with slightly curly hair, It can be seen that their owner has not paid much attention to them. There are a few small brown spots on the neck-the same as the freckles on his face.

This is the boy, always thinking about how to get revenge on Draco.

Hopefully he's smart enough to stop, Louis thought.

Then, the professor asked the savior Baby Potter to peel the figs for them. The legendary savior, the little boy who defeated the Mysterious Man, had a gloomy face. He hurriedly peeled off the dry skins, then frowned Said in a loud voice: "I hope that between us will stop here, and stop playing tricks on us."

"Tricking?" Draco smiled contemptuously—he rarely treated people like this. In Pansy's words, Draco was a "charming little bastard" that made him really want you When he feels humiliated and angry, he will definitely do it without compromise.

At the same time, his good aristocratic education allowed him to maintain a perfect manner, politeness, and orderly advances and retreats on any occasion.

The savior Potter's face became even more ugly. When he raised his head, his round glasses had already slipped to the tip of his nose, and he had to stop his hands to help the lenses.

"If you insist on dealing with us," he said, he glanced at Louis, as if confirming something, "we won't make it easy for you."

Draco's face was also ugly, he always hated this kind of threat, especially when the person who made the threat was overwhelmed.

He couldn't help thinking about why he wanted to be friends with this boy so much when he and Potter first met in Triangle Alley years ago.

He looked at the slightly scruffy boy in front of him. He had been with Louis for a long time, and he also had a cleanliness fetish—is such a "dirty" person really suitable to be his friend?

"What do you mean by dealing with it?" Louis asked suddenly.

The sudden question stunned Potter for a moment, and then he answered somewhat stammeringly: "Uh, for example, report us to Filch, or..." He saw the fig in his hand, "Or let us do this sort of thing."

"The professor asked you to come here." Louis replied coldly, "If you have any dissatisfaction, you can directly speak to the professor."

"That's Malfoy's raised hand too..." Potter retorted.

"First of all, he didn't ask you to come here by name." Louis said, "Secondly, it's true that his arm was injured—you should be grateful that Lucius didn't intend to dispose of the Hippogriff, Otherwise I guess you'll cry to death."

Hearing what Louis said, even Draco was a little surprised, it was really "shameless" - oh, he meant, in fact, he raised his hand with the mentality of "dealing with it", you must know that he After he stopped making trouble for the other party, the other party started to make trouble for him... In fact, he really wanted to take revenge.

Yet after hearing what Louis had to say, even he felt quite justified in his conduct—look, he's got an arm dangling!

Moreover, he discovered that Louis also had the skill of poisonous tongue.

No matter how ugly Potter's face was, he couldn't see it anymore. He even looked at Louis calmly and said, "You really don't look like you today."

Then he left Louis and Draco's console.

In fact, Draco also felt this way - oh, let's get rid of Louis's unshakable temper for thousands of years, wanting to hear his poisonous tongue, it is like Muggles taking over the wizarding world!

After Potter finished speaking, Louis seemed a little dazed. He raised his hand and rubbed his temples. When the boy looked over with concern, he shook his head: "I've been feeling a little impetuous recently. I'll find the reason. of."

Draco nodded worriedly, but didn't say anything unnecessary.

But it didn't mean that the problem didn't exist because he didn't say anything—they both lay in bed early in the night, and then Louis stretched his arms around him and fell asleep quickly.

Lying in Louis' arms, Draco couldn't help reaching out to touch the slightly sharp corner of his chin, but he was afraid of waking him up—he finally traced the outline through a layer of air, and then retracted hand.

He had never seen Louis so tired.

never.

At least until getting on the school bus.

Draco frowned, as if he had realized something - for example, the sudden attack of the dementors - he would never forget Louis's pale face, his lost memory, and his cold eyes.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he could see Louis's face, that pale, almost bloodless face.However, when he opened his eyes, he was facing Louis' peaceful sleeping face.

This comforted him somewhat.

……

The level of exhaustion was beyond Louis' imagination.

He has always been very clear about his physical condition, even if he has not slept for several nights, it is absolutely impossible for him to fall into a deep sleep almost as soon as he lies on the bed like he is now.

The exhaustion wasn't physical, but spiritual—his biological clock still woke him up from the sun at six o'clock every morning, and he felt tired despite a full night's sleep.

He could see the boy's worry, but so far he hadn't found the specific reason - if he told the boy, it would easily cause unnecessary panic.

However, things backfired. Although Louis wanted to act like nothing happened, something happened in Defense Against the Dark Arts class the next day.

The author has something to say:

After finishing one subject today, it is the prelude to the exam week... The update frequency is still unstable, but since I said that I will update a chapter after the exam, so I climbed up and coded a chapter... Another: cuties go to bed early, Going to bed late is really uncomfortable.

Then there is one more thing that needs to be explained. Louis is not a perfect person, he also has flaws and unexpected places.He is unreasonably partial to Draco. In his opinion, the boy's attitude towards Gryffindor is revenge for his initial humiliation. Although from Gryffindor's point of view, Draco's behavior is very annoying.